we had a party at our digs (what else is new). i ended up djing for hmm 80% of the night? i kept trying to pass it off to someone else but no one wanted to get into it. so i basically had an ipod, phone, beer, camera and lip gloss in my hands the entire night. being a dj is difficult. you are basically holding the party in your hands. any shitty song selection and you could potentially lose the entire crowd. sending mad props to my dj friends.
i was thoroughly stoked on the dance party that went down after midnight. not so stoked on the gut rot that i got from the feelawful (falafel) that i ate on yonge street at 4am though.
















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