every now and again i find myself missing university life. where there were no responsibilities [edited: no REAL-life-impacting- responsibilities], it was the norm to go out 3, 4 times a week. and greasy saturday breakfasts at Place Milton were just short of a weekly routine. *sigh*

MSTRKRFT concerts…

bdp – where every Tuesday’s devoted to beer pong & cheap pitchers of Boreale

non-skeezy bars in dt montreal..

halloweens on crescent..

wknd trips to nyc..

and making our own fun at house parties..

but then again, i guess it’s kind of nice having an income, and not cramming for those 25 page papers.