Can’t sleep, clowns will eat me.
Everybody Keith invited bailed, but Keith, Jeff, Paul and I had a lovely time watching Ant-Man and we drank most of that Dageraad Amber Ale, which was tasty. I prepped a lot of veggies, but such is life; the lads took most of it so it won’t rot in the fridge.
Made tea; there’s lots of iced tea in the fridge but I feel like hot tea in the morning.
Going to the weiner dog races tomorrow. What’s the point of living in Vancouver if you don’t take advantage of its many amenities I always say.
