Poutine in New Brunswick found in a bowling alley.
Now I’m looking at my cousins feasting on some salty fries, heavenly sauces, meat, and seeded buns. It almost feels right.
I guess that’s a great resolution. I spent my last days of 2009 wasting money on airport junk - magazines, bottled water, candy, vancouver 2010 mits, and airport ‘croque-monsieur’.
It’s good, and tastes like mousse - But my stomach hurts. I think I may be lactose intolerant. Lactose as in cheesecake.
(via baubauhaus)
Sears Portrait Studio - Taken in Bathurst.
I don’t got any of them right now. Except for the money - that money’s in tha bank.
Oh Snap charlotte-akers. I need this in my life. But from the image it looks like some freakishly orange-coloured soda . Hm. Not so sure no more.
