Montreal, eh?

In 4 hours, I will be flying out to Montreal. The only bad beat is that I have a 2+ hours layover at JFK. (LJ, wanna come meet me for dinner???) I arrive there at 6:30 and my flight for Montreal doesn't leave till 9pm. No problem though as I am the master of killing time. I arrive in Montreal at 11pm. Prime time. By then, my buddies should be drunk since they are arriving there around 8pm. All I know is that I'll drop off my luggage at the hotel room and do a few shots to immediately catch up. I'm sure insanity will ensue. I have used the past two nights to warm up for this insane drunken debauchery that is sure to happen. I am still a little hungover (didn't think we drank too much last night but my bazillion text messages say otherwise) but the best cure for a hangover is more beer. I'm sure my mom is hating this post right now. Don't worry mom, I won't drink too much... after this weekend.

I shall use Sunday to recover from the insanity of Canada so I can be ready for the insane bash on Friday, celebrating the independence of this country. I have two cookouts to go to and a cab number on my cell. If any of you ever wonder why anyone would come to Richmond for a visit, this 4th of July party would be a damn good reason. But that's next week.

Alright, must go pack. Have a nice weekend!