what a day

Damn what a fucking day it's been.

At this point, before I update a little more, all I can say is that fishing is a very dirty and boring sport. Also, Barrie is the ugly capital of Ontario. Except for this one convenience store/bait shop. The blonde there was fucking hot; her tank top was like lacy lingerie

So I wake up at around 9 and I'm out the door by 9:30 bound for Barrie. Driving is slow as fuck, because *nameless* chooses to drive between 80-90 on the 401 and 407. Sigh, that shit took us forever. Stopped by a chinese bakery and grabbed these super flat buns, and my mom proceeds to go off on a rant about downsizing foods.

Shit, we get to Barrie but the coastline is packed. There's a carnival going on, but that doesn't really explain why there are so many fucking people there. Lots of fat white women in tight clothing, or really skinny old men shirtless, but not hotties. Seems any girl between 16 - 20 is gone for the day. The coastline is pretty shitty too, because everywhere there's people, so no good places to fish. After struggling to leave the makeshift parking lot (imagine dirt roads and trailer hitches used as borders) we leave and head for someplace about 45 minutes from Barrie. This place is a lot better, although again it takes us forever to get there. I count about 10 people in the course of one minute eyeing us as we cruise slowly on the left lane. It's only with my suggestion that we moved over to the right. Sheesh.

It's already like 1:30 when we get there (somehow walking takes a long time) so we eat lunch at the dock diner. It's pretty white, with the smell of vinegar and fish overwhelming everything else. And the restaraunt had employees which were all teenage girls, which sorta made up for the lack of them before. Hottie cook, hottie cashier, hottie stock girl, it was weird as fuck. Mmmm ... free gravy. That's right, free gravy on your fries. You could put as much as you wanted from the steaming bucket. Wicked.

Fish until 7 trying all sorts of places. Tying knots is fucking hard, you need to do like 3 just to get fishing. I prefer attaching bait fish rather than worms, because worms wriggle and squirm like mad when you hook'em anywhere. It's really creepy and reaffirms why I can't take bio. I didn't lose any hooks at all to the seeweed or rocks, but I get caught quite a few times before I go try at the pier. At the pier there's way better success: I catch like 5 perches about the length of my hand. Like 2 got away when I didn't reel them in fast enough and I swore terribly when that happened. As revenge, I took a few bait fish and stabbed them repeatedly in the head with my hook. Course, those I caught we didn't keep'em cuz the place isn't exactly drinking water clean, but I killed them anyways. A few I'd just keep wriggling the hook until I gutted them, a few I just dunked in and out of the water until they suffocated. One I threw as hard as I could into a light pole. Shit, good fun. You should see it when their gills expand and they start bleeding from them. I can't cast very far either, either because of lack of technique or I'm just a limp wristed faggot. So I'd just toss it a bit and let it sink to the bottom.

There was a nosy Chinese family that kept looking over my shoulder and kept staring at my mom while she painted, but they left at last for a cruise. The cruise is like famous cuz it takes you around 30 000 islands or something. Lotsa tourists, some asshole Chinese of course (unfortunately none acted like jerks to me).

I loved staying there in the late afternoon though. The wind really picked up and was constantly blowing in my face, giving my hair that sexy rippling effect. And the sun darkened me immensely, although I didn't burn like *slow driver* over there. Only 3 hotties, and they were with other guys, so I could've used more of that. But the weather was awesome.

We finish up, and drive back (mmm ... 2.5 hours I'd say, much too long of course) and eat dinner at Mongolian Grill in Market Village. It's a buffet that allows you to pick any kind of raw ingredients and the sauce you want it marinated in, and the chef cooks it on this big steel hotplate in front of you. I eat two bowls of meat, one bowl of fried noodles and then fill up another plate of Chinese buffet stuff. Good eats, and kinda fun too. I'd recommend the Indonesian sauce, but not the Szechuan.

Shit, I missed Inuyasha. And my nice clothes smell like fish. And my shoes are green from slipping on the rocks. And Prodigy doesn't have too many good songs.

Oh yeah, that convenience store chick was seriously hot. Like, I dunno why she dresses like that because she's just servicing the fishing guys and a few people in need of pop. But she dressed like a total hottie and I flipped out when I walked up to her to pay for my drink. Damn I just kept staring. She's the best one I've seen in .... 4 days.