it was a very relaxing week off, so much so it seems there's nothing to say about this past week. mr. cosby was very funny and the common ground fair was very earthy (and the pro-life protestors were very innapropriate, should anyone else have seen them). despite leaving for canada a day late, i still forgot my shoes. we had to stop at dick's in bangor* where amy pronounced the footwear associate a dyke within seconds of spotting her**. it was very strange to be having that kid of conversation again. i suppose i could incite such discussions with matt, but he just wouldn't care.
customs gave us absolutely no shit, the hotel was better for 65 dollars a night than we could have hoped for (amy tried all three of the proffered breakfast meats), and she pushed the limits of her love for fromage. we visited a condemned prison, the tour was conducted by an ex inmate and it was fabulous. the best part of our trip second only to amy meeting matt's brother upon our return. highlights include "you know what they say about girls that wear bandanas" amy telling him that her cock was bigger than his, and this gem of an exchange: nate "i'll bend you over the sink right now" amy "the men's room or the ladies room, i'd blend into the mens but what'll it do to your reputation?". oh dear. bangor is just not ready.



*this sentence deserves two footnotes...one because there's an old navy and a famous footwear opening in bangor, and while the all consuming developement sucks, i'm very excited not to have to drive 3 hours to capitalize on my greedy consumerism.
** and secondly, anyone who knows any mas will not be surprised that the shoe lady is gay.