triple party adventure

Last Friday Giggles and I and Foufou went on a rad party spree hitting three parties in one night. We met up in front of McGill at around 7.45 and all biked into Point St-Charles (which is much closer than I though) for a potluck/party.
The food was super delicious and there was gummy candy, gummy candy so delicious Foufou broke her vegan to eat some, I'd break vegan all the time if I was a vegan (I've come to accept that as much as I hate the word I most definitely am a freegan). We didn't really cook anything but we rolled in with a small tub of yogurt and some eggs that we gave the hosts who found that to be quite amusing. We ate lotsa candy (and vegan burritos) socialized with some fun peeps and drew on our own knuckle tattoos, mine said FUCK YEAH. We decided to leave after someone with a ton of allergies drank some peanut drink and had to go to the hospital.
We pulled up to a building in a fancy neighborhood and locked up our bikes outside. We tried getting in but were stopped by the locked front door. We walked around and contemplated climbing up the fire escape but decided against it since we didn't know which apartment the party was in. We walked back to the front and conveniently some other guests were waiting out front so we joined them and shortly someone came out to open the door for us. The party was alright. People were dressed up pretty fancily and the music was dancy, however no one was dancing! After to much not dancing we filled Foufou's back pack with beers (and a juice for me) and left through the fire escape, weeee! On our way out we saw a friend in the street and helped them up the fire escape for a more dramatic entrance.
By this time Kunoichi had texted us the address to an Arabian nights themed party which had dancing, fire spinning and all sorts of craziness. We started biking over but my bike broke down.
Luckily Foufou had a wrench in her bag under all the beer (and juice) so we made a pit stop and I fixed up the bike. Also the ridiculous amounts of beer crushed the almond milk in foufou's bag so she chugged it while I fixed up. We took off again once we were both done and then after a bit more searching and door bell ringing got into the party.
It was like, dead zone, a bunch of hippies dressed as gypsies being kinda boring. At least Kunoichi was there and we hung for a bit but then left out of boredom. On the way back Giggles and I found a sidewalk with cracks in it that was spewing water which was pretty cool.
Also I found two bandanas on the floor outside, I kissed someone new (again, yea I know...) and I'm moving into a new house, but that's from a different nights.

Attend parties

Go to boring parties
Crash better parties
???
PROFIT!
Last night a few of us went to a dance party, it was fun and full of hotties and for a while it was good. However time (and what I consider bad DJing) led to more relaxing and tranquil music which combined with the trickling decline in hottie presence led to me and Kunoichi deciding to leave with Giggles and a friend (Foufou). However when we crossed the street to unlock our bicycles we heard yelling/singing coming from a nearby apartment and saw dancing silhouettes. Foufou and I joked about the idea of simply showing up to said party.
Soon enough we were crossing the street and discovering that the door was in fact unlock and very much open. All four of us climbed the stairs feeling kinda nervous and met a pile of shoes and shortly after a girl in a green dress, we told her that we heard her party from outside and wanted to party with them.
So we're all dancing it up on the dance floor and it slowly dawns on us that we've stumbled into a group of tight knit friends that probably think we're weird as fuck (and maybe a lil sketchy). As we realized how akward we seemed and how strange we felt we left.
But if anything the criminal maxim from Evasion came to mind, "the victory is in the attempt!"

as of late

What's been up lately?
Well sat was a protest against budget cuts/austerity, which was followed by tabling with Rainbow and Crass and some other peeps. Watched Indiana Jones with the Mount Olympus crew and then rolled off to Giggle's house for food and sewings. All in good fun.
On Friday me and CHG went dancing which was good times I ran into Pines there and we all tore apart the dance floor of course.
Sunday was pretty chill probably since I don't remember anything memorable except hanging out at a potluck dinner.
Yea, but uh, spring is showing it's face around these parts and that's making me smile and such :D

things happening as of late

Some fun things:
*Seeing Crisis and other NY friends
*Driving down and hanging out in Burlington with Giggles and her roomie.
*Bringing my parents to a freegan (ugh I hate that word, read: dumpster diver) movie night where we saw two movies about dumpstering:
1- The Leftovers
2- Dive
The second was more cool than the first and connected a lot of issues, which I liked
*Going to Food not Bombs and running into the same people as I did, also talking about squatting in Oakland to this cool punk girl.
*Biking across the Manhattan Bridge!
*Hearing loud obnoxious people have loud obnoxious conversations on their cell phones in public places.
*Making stuff for Christmas (a buttflap for my sister, a bag for my mom, for my dad, a drum stick holder?)
*Hanging with family
*Helping out with the free store


Some shitty things include:
-my zipper getting stuck for long periods of time
-going to court
-(kinda) having a cell phone

Talked about my future with my parents a bit, and I'm probably gonna pursue learning permaculture to gain a skill of some sort that will last forever and can be used as work. I'm pretty happy with my craftiness at the moment. I've made a buttflap for my sister and it looks awesome, I'm working on a bag for my mom and I realized I can easily make stuff from trash and people like it. I'll probably make pouches and flaps and stuff and sell 'em on the mountain in the spring or give them to friends or something...
Looking forward to go to dumpster at Trader Joe's at some point before I leave.

Shows and Malls

Not too special, been hanging out with Spaghetti and just chilling. Nothing too crazy, I went to a show with her on Thursday which was fun. Apparently I make her less angsty and cynical than she usually is. Hung with Igs yesterday, we went to hear poetry at a cafe with some other coopers, it was okay, but it gave me and Igs time to catch up since she was out of town a bit and I was up to a lot while she was gone.
Today we went to a mall to table dive, malls are terrible terrible places. Ugh, we ate some Chinese food and a woman we asked for food from was totally shocked and probably appalled that we wanted to eat her left overs. We walked around to browse the various food courts and just got dirty look from people. It's ridiculous, the mall is such an artificial place; it's dry and warm and clean and full of zombies, when outside it's snowy and wet and cold and people seem more alert. Also the only thing to do in the mall is buy shit, bleh...
After that hung with Divo and Igs at the house, he's working on a zine so I'll probably help him with that a bit at some point, we dumpstered a bit and then parted ways, I'm here now but I'm gonna head to Giggles' place to bake food and hang out before cabaret at the coop. I'm excited :)

Kittens and veggies

This weekend Giggles (friend from Montreal) and I hitched west to Jardins de la Resistance on a whim, planning involved included, printing out a google map, dumpstering cardboard for sign and sewing straps to my bag to attach my sleeping bag to.
Planning? Totally unnecessary! We got there in one ride, she dropped us off right in the front yard of the farm. We walked in met people, got shown around and set up camp.
It was good times there; the first night was soccer, and sitting around a fire.
The next day was the harvest party, where we picked vegetables and shelled beans and all that good stuff. By the time night fell the number of tents had more than tripled and there were a ton of people. There was a cute French girl who may or may not have had a boyfriend, we smiled at each other a lot but not much more happened between us than that, I should get on the ball, last September I would have struck up a conversation like nobody's business. Whatever though, a few people got drunk and sang anarchist folk songs in French which was pretty awesome. Sitting around a fire with the Chaotic Insurrection Ensemble was pretty rad. What's not rad you ask? A guy promising us a ride back into Montreal only to sleep with a drunk chick and ditch us without a word, it was as Giggles put it "slimy".
Fear not, we got a ride none the less from a non-slimy though more scruffy looking anarchist (almost everyone there was an anarchist) who invited us to ride with him. The ride was pretty uneventful, mostly silence, some iPod and way more of me thinking about Ithaca and straightedge than I'd like to admit...
All in all a great experience and a super time and I even have some nice garlic that we got from the farm in the cupboard :)