miceail's misadventures

How many roads must a man walk down, before you call him a man? How many seas must the white dove sail, before she sleeps in the sand? The answer my friend, is blowing in the wind

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A young guy getting older, figuring his place in the world by seeing it. Trying not to live with regret but living with sacrifices made. Getting by with height, humor and humility

Monday, April 14, 2008

valentino abides high in the sky

spent the weekend playing catchup in vancouver. skipped down on thursday and kicked it for the weekend. saw alot of people i haven't seen in a minute and visited some old haunts all in all.... tres solid

me and adrian at cactus gettin drunk on draft and argueing about kobe


my sister sarah came down from whistler and came out for a bit. poor girl got a lil sunburned in stanley park. we are cursed by the sun


me, dounia and threat at honey. in between the xo, icky, club tours... promoter of the year 2007 is doing good. i appreciate all the hookups my friend... and i do me all


miss kiehne and wayne wonder


the super len bros. if it were a video game on nintendo it would be a top seller. colin would be mario and adrian; luigi. it would be where braveheart meets boondock saints



the adrian switch: weekdays is the the suit, the blackberry and the corporate briefcase. weekends are casual, involve sign language, patios and are accesorized with the kokanee briefcase. dounia knows what i am saying



i kept tellin threat that soon he will be gracing the cover of deanne steele romance novels with hair blowing in the wind, clad in a loincloth, sword raised in the air with two dames clutching at the legs. i threat-ened to shave his dome in between beers at some point during the weekend. he said if i touched his golden locks he would shave off my freckles. where is the love?



Langley's finest came through. tay and mark got a feel of the kung fu grip


like a pm dawn song... threat and paris keep going strong

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