hotel johnny
A Sunday Night Note from inside the Georgian Court Hotel...
hey kids,
the word is out. valentine is in the 604, chez hotel (merci to zed), and all cozied up next to gm/bc places: lovely bc lions post-playoff street fighters, brian williams & cbc sports reporters, the raveonettes, assorted CFL players, and gwen stefani/m.i.a. concert goers. so far i've spent most of my time watching entertainment televsion and (sort of) trying to get my head back in the mcgill game while contemplating the potential longevity of this latest zed incarnation...something about dox and the "real."
on friday i had to switch rooms due to 2" of water leaking from the room above me into the bathroom...but aside from that things have been good. the vpl is supposed to have wireless access, but it's very very slooooooow. i thought i could get some work (ie. my now piling-up academic papes, yo) done there, but i ended up spending time online drifting into random thoughts about new cars and this cool one i drove from berlin to zurich last summer...
anyway, the nissan altima ain't necessarily all it's cracked up to be, though it does have a cool onboard computer that talks to you and plans your route for you using some cool GPS tech stuff. and it zooms along the autobahn like a dream. well, back to reality. johnny v. ain't gots no money or time to be thinking about cars. in fact, i think today was the first time i ever drifted off into that land of imaginary automobiling. weird.
well now the lions game is done, the fans and fat punch drunks have gone home or off for more drinkin' & i've ordered some greek food to get dee-livered for my dee-ner which, i hope, will be dee-licious, although, who knows. the hunger hit me and it's kind of sketchy bang for the dinner buck round these parts. the YVR has some great eats if you gots transport and time to get to 'em. if yer stuck round the corner from yer place of work and in need of late (sunday) night eats...good luck to ya! tomorrow i'm outta here and back to the west end Q.Charlotte homestead. sofasurfin' my friends. sofa. surfin. it's quite the life. let me tell you.
more valentine updates soon. you know who hasn't posted here yet?
her:
and yup, you guessed it, she's the one that johnny most wishes would! and she did promise, she did.
rjipie, where you at?
regale us with glad tidings & comical stories! alls i gots is newsnewsnewsrooms.
love y'all,
johnny
hey kids,
the word is out. valentine is in the 604, chez hotel (merci to zed), and all cozied up next to gm/bc places: lovely bc lions post-playoff street fighters, brian williams & cbc sports reporters, the raveonettes, assorted CFL players, and gwen stefani/m.i.a. concert goers. so far i've spent most of my time watching entertainment televsion and (sort of) trying to get my head back in the mcgill game while contemplating the potential longevity of this latest zed incarnation...something about dox and the "real."
on friday i had to switch rooms due to 2" of water leaking from the room above me into the bathroom...but aside from that things have been good. the vpl is supposed to have wireless access, but it's very very slooooooow. i thought i could get some work (ie. my now piling-up academic papes, yo) done there, but i ended up spending time online drifting into random thoughts about new cars and this cool one i drove from berlin to zurich last summer...
anyway, the nissan altima ain't necessarily all it's cracked up to be, though it does have a cool onboard computer that talks to you and plans your route for you using some cool GPS tech stuff. and it zooms along the autobahn like a dream. well, back to reality. johnny v. ain't gots no money or time to be thinking about cars. in fact, i think today was the first time i ever drifted off into that land of imaginary automobiling. weird.
well now the lions game is done, the fans and fat punch drunks have gone home or off for more drinkin' & i've ordered some greek food to get dee-livered for my dee-ner which, i hope, will be dee-licious, although, who knows. the hunger hit me and it's kind of sketchy bang for the dinner buck round these parts. the YVR has some great eats if you gots transport and time to get to 'em. if yer stuck round the corner from yer place of work and in need of late (sunday) night eats...good luck to ya! tomorrow i'm outta here and back to the west end Q.Charlotte homestead. sofasurfin' my friends. sofa. surfin. it's quite the life. let me tell you.
more valentine updates soon. you know who hasn't posted here yet?
her:
and yup, you guessed it, she's the one that johnny most wishes would! and she did promise, she did.
rjipie, where you at?
regale us with glad tidings & comical stories! alls i gots is newsnewsnewsrooms.
love y'all,
johnny
1 Comments:
Dear Hotel Johnny,
Just a quick note to let you know that I'm checking in after all. Note: room number to be disclosed in receipt of order-in Greek food. Just take a bite of your spinakopita and breathe heavily upon the delivery guy the irresistable stench of garlic. He'll know to pass on the message that promises to lead to secret rendez-vous.
Kiss you soon.
Yours from mars,
the only pie you'd cry for
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