Enter the Void
Hi, my name is Dan, and this is not for you.
"A screaming comes across the sky. It has happened before, but there is nothing to compare it to now."
Most of my posts are film, music and television related, with the occasional non-sequitur about my personal life.
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bangin’ on a drum with One Peg Val
“thug life” with One Peg Val
Igloofest (Friday January 20, 2012)
Igloofest (Saturday January 21, 2012)
miss u, bby.
Does it really look like those are my legs? Everyone seems to think so!
I miss Montréal.
I miss being able to buy a bottle of Baileys and wine upon arrival. I miss walking down the Rue Sherbrooke everyday. I miss people not assuming my sexuality on a daily basis. I miss the Rue Sainte-Catherine sidewalk sale. I miss the Fantasia Film Festival, and the emotional bruising of A Serbian Film. I miss the mannequin love of Eve’s Necklace. I miss Peel Pub. I miss the neon glow of our Soco Amaretto Limes from XO Lounge on Rue Crescent. I miss ordering a Jameson on the rocks, which is completely out of character for me. I miss drinking two alcohol energy drinks and compulsively laughing soon thereafter. I miss eating poutine every day. This was not the escapism it feigned to be.
Back to reality: I am not happy here. I miss not having to deal with these people. I need to find my savior. I need to solve these problems on my own, and transcend them.
