Zona

So I talk to the boy on the phone........

and he says that he got home from work on New Years Eve at 10PM to find the house full of 150 of his room/bandmate's closest friends. They're drinking and they're loud and he doesn't feel like drinking. There's a guy running through the house with a six inch knife who proceeds to plunge it into his own buttocks to "prove a point to some girl". A very sharp point it seems.

Ah those were the days.

So today's his day off and he's spent most of it cleaning the house. Picking up bottles and cans. Wiping puke off the walls.

I told him to email me the dates that he wants to come over and surprise his mother. He had told me that he wanted to come over in late January and now Westjet has a seat sale so I told him to let me know dates so I could get the tix.

He's gonna talk to his boss tomorrow.