I have to remember to write about my Ottawa experiences from 1993-1999. For those years my luck was pure shit, but they ended up being good stories that I like to tell every so often.
"See ya later, sluts", January 1993"Shepherds of Good Hope Part 1", August 1995
"Another Roadside Attraction Hip Tour", same weekend
"Morning sun scorch", Summer 1998
"Shepherds of Good Hope Part 2", Summer 1998
"Cum-Guzzling Whore", July 1999
I'll try to get started on this as soon as possible.
What is it about Ottawa that makes every anecdote amusing?
I liked your annotations from your 28-year-old self in the "Sluts" entry. I recently did that with a journal (not blog) entry of mine from a year ago - re-read it and couldn't believe that I didn't see what was happening in front of my own eyes. It's definitely a good learning experience. I need to do that more often. As the saying goes, those who do not learn from the past are doomed to repeat it (or something like that).