Feb. 19th 2010

I grill red peppers, zucchini, feta, ginger, soy and rice. No complaints, delicious and late night. Great friends are hard to come by and as the spice lingers on my tongue I thank for more than good friends, great company. Pizza's dead, vigilantes sleep. 2:25am in Vancouver means nothing but nothing. I know that now. One day spent far away from the cluster fuck that is the Olympics, one day far away from whatever it is it's good to get away from. I feel relaxed, refreshed and energized. Bring it on.