Ticket, please. - 2004-08-21 - 3:21 p.m.

I went to the Burlington YMCA to see my friend's band play. I was drunk. In an effort to try to sober myself up I drank too much water and juice and ate too much. I then puked it out in the YMCA parking lot while little children leaving swim practice stared at me in horror.

I then got stoned and watched one of my favourite bands play. At the Mercy of Inspiration. My friend noticed that one of the guitarists looked a lot like Gimli the dwarf from Lord of the Rings, so I started laughing. And I could not stop. I laughed straight through the whole set. When I wasn't laughing from the dwarf playing black metal, I was laughing at this bald guy who kept imitating and making fun of those stupid fuckhead slamdancers.

The bald guy set up a table and put a chair on top of it and then tried to slide in between the chair and table. It didn't work, and the table broke in half. I'm sure I lost a few pounds from laughing so much.

Laughter is one of the most amazing things ever. You forget about absolutely everything. Better then any drug. I am aware that I was stoned at the time and that may or may not have contributed to the laughter. But you know. Laughing is fucking awesome. I forgot about my debt, about my shitty fucked up present.

Now I'm back to the seriousness of the situation. Back to the movie. But I haven't forgotten about the laughter.

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