Bohemian like you

Hey Family and Friends,
So I have decided to become a crazy person so I can use my madness to create beautiful art and poetry. My plan is to not eat or sleep for days and let the creative juices flow. Ok maybe I've just been inspired a little too much by the exhibit I went to at the National Gallery entitled Rebels & Martyrs: The image of the artist in the 19th Century. Fun huh? I relate to these crazies somehow. This is a quote by one of the artists that really captured the essence of the exhibit:

"In our oh-so-civilized society it is necessary for me to lead the life of a savage; I must free myself even from the governments...To do that, I have just set out on the great, independent, vagabond life of the bohemian." Gustav Courbet.

I mean come on with a name like Gustav you have to be the coolest guy ever. Anyways the exhibit was great and my friend and I went to the main gallery afterwards and it took hours to go through everything but I withstood till my feet felt sore.

So anyways my friend Jenna and I went to eat and found a pub and were so grateful they served food (we have been having bad luck with finding food) and she thought she would try chutney since both of us have heard of it yet never tried it. She did not like it. All that was left on the plate was the chutney (a jelly type substance for those similiarly unaware) and one chip (french fry for all you Canucks). Then we notice while finishing our drinks the table of boys kept looking over. This dude shimmies his stool over and asks my friend for her chip. She, baffled by this question says "sure I guess" before she had time to say anything else he grabs the chip and like a trophy he brings it back to his friends at the table "i got the chip" and lord did he scarf that thing down. SO that was weird. The weirdest part was the fact that after I thought about it I asked myself "Why didn't he want my chip?" hahaha. Already crazy.