Guest Update: Annie Lam

Annie paid the big smoke a visit...

100 Massey. Babe lair. My home away from home, when I'm home. Did you get that all? Okay, let's get this party started. Excellent!














Look how magical 100 Massey is. Syringes grow out of the ground. Nothing says hospitality like heroin, thanks guys!


















Let me preface this entry, with a little essential reading that I found in Thoemo's room. Kidding, I love you Toronto.














751 is like my relationship with milk. Sometimes I force myself to have some, thinking that maybe, it'll be okay. But, it always ends up with me being bummed and usually having to barf. At least these guys were there.


















I would let these hands cut my hair. You should too. It's only ten bucks! Jimmy will also sing.














Apparently, 100 Massey also turned into some weird hippie art commune when I left. No one had shoes there


















Brunch at Saving Grace. Fact: Michael Cera goes eats here. Another fact: That's the only reason we started to go here.














Wanna kiss a girl where it stinks? Take her to Hamilton! Or to Kensington on Good Friday. Fish everywhere (pun intended)


















Street beaching at its finest.



















I told Duke "that's one mean hoe you got!" but apparently it's just a pick axe.



















We got super convenient in the market with some patio brews. Or maybe a million.














Allister and Duke challenged some random kids to a game. Shit got intense!














I would have more photos, but got caught up with this guy.














I was siked on this.














Don't mess with these guys, cause "punks git cut!"


















Just kidding, we all know that Jimmy is a big ol' softie. I mean, he cuts hair and loves shopping!


















Pat brought home the melon. Thanks bud.


















I think I caught a special moment between roommates

















BRO-B-Q time! First one of the season!















Then video game time. There's no photos of it here, but I was killing it at some Double Dragon ish game. Truth.



































Look how impressed they look.


















But, maybe it was Melissa's amazing sweater?


















Fuck going to the bars. Good weather means monkeying around at the park. Melissa shows you how to do it.

































We decided to make some inukshuks. Sam made one with a killer rack.














Best plaque ever, maybe it'd be good for Sam James Coffee Bar?





































Trolling the streets















Badass!














Some intense brunch conversation…

Anyways, that's it. Thanks 100 Massey! Thanks Toronto. Smell you later.

P.S.

HAPPY 420!!!!