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Hey kids! It's time for your weekly drunken Brodie post!
Now edited to make sense!

What a party! Friends from waaaaaaay back. Everyone. Gareth, Martin and Lindsey. Straight girls who REALLY wanted hugs from me now that I'm a bonified queer. And people I didn't know at Renzo's.

Casey likes me not now 'cause she knows I'm queer hence forth the rumour that I had a crush on her is dispelled. That's been going around for FIVE YEARS without me knowing! She's my hip-hop/pop soul sister now. The Spooooooks!

It was great.. I even chilled with Renzo's mom out on the patio. Crazy. She's cool. Moms are cool, 'specially moms willing to have parties. I like my mom. Yah, it was a swingin' party AND HIS FOLKS WERE THERE. Weird but cool.

My bro brought his playstation2. It made the early party fun.

Although later on I wanted somebody to cuddle with.. I really did. I thought of lots of people but nobody was there. Just me. Alone.. but happy. But alone.

I wish I had a Hamilton "homo crew". That'll never happen. I'll move to Toronto first.

I think everyone knows what "bears" are now. Everyone thinks the idea is cool. Butch homos who like to cuddle. It goes down easy. Why wouldn't they dig it? We rock.

Jen was there too with Dave. They're so cute together.

It's all good. I love my life.

But now I sleep, dreaming of sugar plums are big men who like to hug. Well, no sugar plumbs really. I don't even know what they are. Plumbs coated in sugar?? Whatever.

Oh, speaking of sugar, I might score a job at the Trebor/Allen candy factory near my old house. Move crates and stuff. I'll be an umpaloompa like Charlie and the Chocolate factory!

"Umpa, lumpa doopity payday, I work 12hr shifts and make hardcore cash on payday"

Peace out LJ crew, you're all sweeter than cherry wine. And slightly easier to find... slightly.

Well.

It seems that everyone is doing taxes except me.

Hahaha.