Friday, June 20, 2008

Danny DeVito and Draft Day

Ahh, it has finally arrived. I am very excited!

I got some sleep last night, which is awesome. I feel grrrreat! It is a beautiful day in Ottawa today. Not too much to report actually. I went for breakfast at Dunns again today. Sweet. I had a hot black server that made me nervous. How i love black chicks.

I was down in the "games room" which oddly enough does not have games, rather a nice big screen TV, a wide range of VHS movies, and five or six leather couches. I was sitting down, on a couch away from the TV watching a movie of my own on my DVD player. Into the Wild. I purchased it at HMV earlier in the day. What a fucking great movie. I think it changed my life. Anyways, that's not what this little diddy is about. There was a group of four older people, id say from 40-55 years old watching some shitty Danny DeVito movie together. This one really fat guy kept talking through out the whole movie. You know the type... "I bet Danny DeVito is going to kill that guy", "I think Danny DeVito is going to steal that gold." "I think Danny DeVito is...." so on and so on. He was driving me mental, let alone the people he was watching the movie with. The least he could do is use the Character name, and not Danny DeVito every five seconds. Anyways, it was obviously a shitty movie, I could tell by all the shitty plot twists going on. But the dude just kept talking and talking. "I think hes going to double cross that lady for the gold" "I bet the gold isn't even in the back of that truck" SHUT THE FUCK UP. Not only are you ruining MY movie, the people watching your movie are going to sneak into your room and smother your fat ass with a pillow! ... ok I just had to get that out of my system.

Oh yeah... so I eventually put my head phones on to stop the fat man from pissing me off any more. So I'm watching my movie, having a good time when I get the look of a life time. There are tours of our hostel at night, because it used to be a jail and is supposedly haunted, and people have nothing better to do with there time in Ottawa. Anyways, before this groups of tourist walks through our "Gaming room" to get the basement, where apparently it was once used to hang people, I see them walking towards me through a window beside my couch. I pause my movie, so I don't get distracted while they walk by and make comments like "Oh my god, this is soooo creepy." I peer through the window and see hot girl. She is staring at me, clearly long before i saw her. She looks down all shy like, and i say to my self, Oh god shes hot, or something like that. The group opens the door to the games room, and starts walking by me in single file. The girl is near the back of the line, with other friends of hers. As she walks through door, looks over at me, smiles, I smile back. As he passes, she bits her lip all sexy like and just stares at me. I obviously just freeze and probably have this retarded look on my face. As she leaves the room, she turns around, waves and smiles at me. I give her my "Yeah, I'm hot, whats up!" head nod. (I have no game) Anyways, I had no idea what had just happened. I still don't. I didn't see her again, and still haven't. I was hoping she was staying at the hostel, but i really have no idea. I'll never see her again. I know you're all (assuming more then one person is reading all this) sitting there thinking, wow, Brad has been in Ottawa for 2 days, and he writes all this about a girl who looked at him? Well fuck off, it was awesome :)

Brief facts:

I have to plan my bus route to Scotiabank place. The arena is on the out skirts of the city, which makes no sense to me at all.

I am heading to Toronto in the morning.

I am not going to Montreal.

I am meeting a friend, Drew Collins for those of you who might know him, in Toronto tomorrow evening. We are going to his place, and then apparently going to a cabin or house that is on one of the great lakes to get drunk. Sounds fucking awesome to me. So ill try and write when I can. The hostel has free Internet, so it was easy to do so here. I will try my best to keep you posted on events and happenings. Take care all!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

You shoulda woulda coulda dont something in that situation. I would be a happier person if I knew two guys who have had random hook ups in hostels. I like the idea of thinking hostels and brothels are the same thing.