Happy New Years!

• Category: Journal
• Date: 1.1.10

Holy shit! 2009 fucken flew past, that was insane, I barely remember it! What a shit year, I felt like I just spaced out and coasted through an entire year on auto-pilot. Missed out on so much, wasted so much fucken time, jesus! Finally back on track! haha

So we had some decent plans for new years. We aren’t that big on new years, so had nothing crazy to do. Becca’s mom found an ad for a 1 night stay at some Inn in Niagara Falls, including a dinner and breakfast, figured it was worth a shot, sounded nice.

On the way there we were laughing about Motels for some reason, talking about how dirty they were and what not. Fucken Karma. As we pulled into our destination we passed a “Motel Office” sign that was held together with duct tape…

Entering the office, we were greeted by a friendly, but morbidly obese woman, lovely lady. Got our keys, attached to a large piece of plastic, reminiscent of something you’d get from a gas station upon asking for a bathroom key haha.

Pulled in front of room number 30. Got to see our weekend neighbors – a bearded man with crutches and pee stained track pants, and I think it was a woman that was with him, but I could’ve been wrong.

Open the door, nice to see 2 double beds, cause who wants to sleep together on new years, gross. But at least we have a nice coffee maker, $12.99 Zellers special, securely super glued to the microwave.

Bagged from the ridiculously long drive, bout an hour, we took a nap on the soft as hardwood bed. But no! We woke up 20 minutes late for our reservation for dinner! Will they even have room on new years? Damn it. We quickly got changed (cause we sleep naked… that’s right, picture it baby ;P) and headed out. A short jont across the parking lot to “Mick and Angelo’s Italian Eatery”. Kinda like a non-franchise version of East Side Mario’s.

My starter ceasar was wicked, just the way I like it – absurd amounts of dressing. However I had to eat it with a spoon, due to my lack of cutlery haha.

For the main course I got some kind of seafood pasta dish, cause I know how mussels and scallops are currently in season in the area… Beck got some massive pasta thing, came with lasagna, chicken parmigiana, and pasta.

Back to our suite. Watched some basic cable, think we watched a few episodes of “Destroyed in Seconds”, quite riveting if you ask me. Then it was out to the car, for a couple Colt’s, beautifully packed with some killer buds. Coated them in honey, a little trick I picked up, and damn they were good.

Can’t remember what happened for the next few hours, I got a highlight reel of it in my head, most of which however would increase the rating of this blog to a ridiculous level, so I’ll let that stuff out.

Wake up from a partial nap at 12:01 – HAPPY NEW YEARS! hahaha

Jamaican hot box time. Brought back some nice memories of cutting weight in hotel room showers. Ah shit that’s fun, can’t wait to do it again!

Side note: I’m fighting in Quebec in April, first fight at 170lbs! Gonna fuck some shit up! Anybody within driving distance better mother fucken come! And buy your tickets from me (simon.marini@gmail.com) cause I get a cut of it, and I like money! haha

So after that again it becomes a haze really. Bits and pieces. Some really fucked up movie was in the background, and I recall being nude again. hmmmm, ah well, it’ll come back at some point, and when it does, I’m sure the pain I felt in my anus will be explained. hahahahaha, ah shit that’s funny. Actually laughed a little as I wrote that. Yes, I am actually this retarded, thank you for asking

Morning came quick, woke up bright and early at 10am. Got all cleaned up for breakfast, this time we got to go to some place with the word “Manor” in it’s name, must be good eh?!

It was your typical pancake house style breakfast joint. I got a mean-sick Bison burger, came just as the patty, with a side of 2 eggs and potatoes, fucken awesome! And kinda still paleo! WOOOO! So far, 1 day into 2010 and I haven’t cheated yet! FUCKEN A!

Well, that’s actually pretty much the end of the story. Kinda anti-climatic, but what do I care, I’m just writing it, you’re the loser reading it. Jeez.

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