Friday May 7 2004
9:23 P.M (start of note)
11:17 P.M (end of note)

                          One Fucked Up Day
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I wake up today; I have plans to see a girl (Kelly) early in the day. 12 p.m. I wake up, around 12:50 p.m and start to clean my house. Eric (my older brother) is having a party tonight; theirs a beer bong, its two sided, looks nice. It is also Vincent's birthday, we got him a PS2. Anyhow, around 2:25 p.m I call up Jordy.

I haven't seen Jordy in a long, long time; our past is kind of hazy. I spent my summer of 2002 and part of 2003 with him, smoking chronic/weed. He ripped of many of my friends, and me as well, but I just got even and ripped him of back. [Ex; I am in possession of his Best of the Doors double disk CD] My friend's B.J and Jonsey would also like to beat the shit out of him, and steal all of his things. I don't blame them, Jonsey was ripped of for his PS2, and B.J was ripped off for 3 oz. of chronic/weed.

(After I finish this note I am going to make blueprints of his appt. for B.J as well as a report on what he has of value, address, phone numbers, and appt. number)

Since Jordy moved, no one I knew had his number, save one man. Dave. Dave is a drug dealer, chronic/weed only. He sells $40 1/8ths (that's 40 dollars for 3.5 grams of chronic/weed) Jordy used to live with Dave in the North End of the city, just off of Salter. He has a 2 floor house and basement, dilapidated, but not that bad. Last summer (2003) Me, Jeff and Jordy were helping Dave re-make his basement, putting up wall boars and what not. For the job I took one of my dad's jig-saws and his reciprocating saw. I left these tools at his home until May 5th 2004.

On this date (May 5th 2004) Me and Jonsey made a visit to Dave to retrieve my dads tools (as well as get some salvia from a person named Chris in the north end) We got to his home around 1:45 p.m and talked to Dave for about 10 min, in that time I retrieved Jordys phone number.

(Salvia is a type of dry leaf that is meant to be used for therapy, but, if smoked will cause a 2 min. long hallucinogenic effect, it was alright. but not all that cool, I suggest you try it)

So I make the phone call to Jordy. He answers. We talk for a little bit, I ask if stuff between me and him is cool? He says it is, he asked what I was doing, I said i'm going down town to buy a pipe. He told me that he would sell me a $100 bong for $20. (I was going downtown to get a pipe for B.J's birthday, which was yesterday) I tell him I'll buy it, but that I need money from my brother. I told him I'd call back when Eric got home.

At 3 p.m Eric was still not home, and I needed the money fast. I sold my copy of Billy Madison on DVD for $5 bucks as well as some VHS at Entertainment Exchange (what a rip off). I parked illegally behind Entertainment Exchange just for a moment, and when I left to get into the truck, I saw some cops driving down the back ally I was parked in, boy was my heart pounding, I had never seen cops drive this way in the 10 years I lived here. I drove my dads truck (Ford F-150 Custom) their.

As I am readying to leave I get a phone call from B.J, he says, "you wont believe who just called me out of the blue" I knew it was Jordy, he asked B.J for this velvet back picture of a sad clown (a nice picture) Eric then got home, so I got him to give me a lift to Jordy's new place.

I smoked a gram of chronic/weed with him which I had purchased the night before. I bough the bong off of him. We sat listening to music until 4:20 p.m when we headed downtown. In the bus shelter just outside of Arizona Appt. Block. I saw Chicklets (James) wail we were waiting, he offered to smoke a joint, but when the bus came he left. We got downtown and went straight to San Francisco to buy a bong.

Their were several nice bongs their, Jordy picked out a Yoda hooka (4 person bong) and a small green glass bong. He wanted a different bowl of it so we went across the street to urbane bakery. Upon entering the store I saw what I though was the Anti-Christ, it was a 3 or 4 year old white boy, screeching and screaming like a banshee all over the place with points in the middle of his eyebrows, he looked so evil. Jordy couldn't pick out a good bowl without the bong. So we went back to San Francisco and bought the $86 Yoda bong for $32.

We went back to Urbane and found a nice glass bubble bowl for $22. As well as a glass shaft and 3 free glass screens. We then proceeded to Coffee Time to meet a dealer named Tony. Jordy made a phone call and told me about how if you press 0 then say 168 then the phone number the call is free; apparently that's the code for blind people. So about 3 min. later we hear sirens and an ambulance comes up t o the bus shack we are right by.

That's when we noticed the native woman laying on the ground by 3 others sitting on the bus bench. It took them about 6 min to get her on a stretcher and out of their. It was kind of sick how so many people stopped to stair, one of which when into the same bus shack, and was standing in Jordys purple vomit, from the night before.

After about 10 min he said we should go to the front of Portage Place, saying that Tony might be their. When we got they I met Tony, he's a big native with a Mohawk, when I first saw him he was running round being hyper showing off his toes purple socks (the kind that you would see a chick wearing) He owed Jordy 2 grams and sold him another two. Their was another ambulance down the street taking care of other people.

At this point we were heading back to a bus stop for root 60, I noticed that Winnipeg's downtown area was both, lacking white people and filled with ugly people. We got on the bus and headed back to his place; we watched Kill Bill and ate chicken sandwiches. As well as blazed a gram in 2 bowls out of his new Yoda bong. Around 8:40 p.m I decided to go home to the party, and just relax. Maybe write what I did during the day. Wail I'm walking down Pembina I see 5 fire trucks speed by. When I get to Chancellor St. I see a kid named Eric.

This Eric is a 5' white kid that acts so black, he got this tattoo on his arm when he was in gr. 7 that says 'trigger' it was done by a very drunken man, who didn't do a good job. He is, a friend, of Brigit. He yell's to me from across the street, "Alex. What's up? You should go out with Brigit man. She really likes you!" When I get onto Lake Grove Bay (my street) I saw 3 bunnies on the side of the street by house 26.

This concludes the accounts of my day thus far.