Welcome to the Calgary Stampede, the greatest outdoor show in the world.
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All that the Stampede means for me is that everything goes up in price, its close to impossible to get into any clubs or lounges, and driving into work today was nothing short of a (huge, fat, nasty) bitch. The roads are blocked off, my usual monthy parking spot (which I’ve prepaid!) was STOLEN by some tourist faggot. Ugh. Needless to say, I had to park at the Starbucks outside of downtown, and WALK the half hour into work.
Not a good day thus far. Not at all…
