liz's b-day party went well, i thunk. beth has the nicest crib, the coolest cats, the fattest white bunny, the hottest sim datez, and THE slammin'est balcony view of toronto. like a "whoa i can see the skydome up in this joint!!" sort of view. i made sure to make a great impression by spilling a bit of drink on my pants and then breaking a glass while looking for a dish towel (sorry, beth!!). and the first cigarette i flicked off the balcony apparently ended up in the balcony of a downstairs neighbor, since they stuck their heads out and started glaring. i tried to be careful after that. after a couple of hours, marq and co. showed up with their beats so that we could commence with the rap t'ing. i thought everybody --besides me?-- that got up and got their lyrics on were hella magical.

after enough crunkness had occurred, jesse, jesse's girlf, dennis, seb and kev decided to bid adieu. then craig craiged. then liz and me tried to clean up beth's haus a lil bit... well at least we got all the bottles and bottlecaps. we saw dale and karen off in their cab. and since it was 4:30am and we couldn't get our bus on, we bought snaxx and joined marq & greg for "the idiots," which seemed like a good movie, but we couldn't watch it because the subtitles were so cracked.