in a slowdance with commerce

hoff moment.

kamila’s first time at sneaky dee’s! also their jamesons is 3.75 a shot! !!HUHU!>??

rajiv is aaron’s roommate and he’s in some band i dunno a big deal or something (WAS in oh no forest fires but they’re dead now), or his brother is, or they both are don’t even get me started on how much i confuse the two it drives me nuts and fucks with my buzz. aaron works at the central with me. that’s mia, she runs in their crew. she is awesome and when we hang it’s a you’re awesome no YOU’RE awesome competition. which is great cos i was a super shy wiener when i met everyone i thought they all hated me. i know hey! me? hated? pfft.

two can play at this, ponyboy. also i have no idea who is on my shirt. it’s the one that yells. claudia schiffer? seal’s wife yeah i know but is that her name? meh. i swear a seal could take over my blog and no one would fucking notice. oh man i didn’t even mean to say seal two times in a row and now three hahah.

blahaha we’re so funny omg i know right blahaha ugh barf.

kam brought the funk and she brought it good.

jesus alright already we get it. if you were at sneaky dee’s last nite or know anything about music please tell me what band that guy is in (or don’t i really don’t care). it was the balconies playing and then 400 other people from bands doing 60s/70s covers and do you think i knew who any of them were? make your exit was one band, um, i forget the rest. put it in the comments if you were paying attention.

think we have a dance move theme on the horizon. man we cut loose. i’ll tell you my toronto dance theory vs. us in a second.

no comment.

Kam Sam nachos time!

Raymi Lauren White
where!?

Kam Sam
sneaky dees, wanna come?

Raymi Lauren White
come to my hood for once!!

(then we texted and i OBVIOUSLY buckled)

Raymi Lauren White
just think if i didnt read this i wouldnt be hung as fuck right now hahahaha

THANKS INTERNET

so we give’r at the central when we close down and dance the floor into pieces i feel largely because we’re serving all nite long seeing everyone else cut loose and party then once last call rolls around we’re all THAT’S FUCKING IT turn the music to what we wanna hear and just straight rip it. customers are like whaaaaaat? we’re all this is our bar move out of my way if you don’t want a dance move in the eye. so then you go out to conservatively acting music loving venues where people don’t dance like orangutans and you’re all, oh right, i’m in the real world right now maybe tone it down to a 6. i asked kamila if i was too wasted dancing and she said no then i realised that was like asking fire if you were hot because she was ten sheets to the wind i was trying to function my drunk to kind of oversee her business cos out of nowhere she was plastered, i wasn’t. i drink like a fat british man, forever and ever and i can handle it (not in the mornings though but…) plus jamesons was 3.75 so turning down that deal would just be pure stupidity. i’m also a nervous drinker and i’m nervous all the time. nervous all the time plus 3.75 plus fat british man i think you get what i’m saying here.

the other brother romesh who didn’t have a beard the last time i met him so i of course was all hey insert the hybrid combination name i have for rajiv/romesh that escapes me now and only comes out when my drinking alter-ego “little pharma” appears (melodie made that one up) this paragraph makes no sense. i am dyslexic. romesh is in hey rosetta. THE END. no wait we were talking about scotch vs whiskey and i said my grandpa drank cheap scotch all the time despite being rich as shit, why the cheap stuff? i offered (i ask questions then i answer them) that perhaps it was because dude was all, i am going to be drinking a loooot of this shit so i may as well get used to the cheap stuff. he wasn’t a cheap man at all either. romesh said, no wait this was a rajiv story. who cares. point is they had a four hundred dollar bottle of scotch around christmas time and their dad isn’t really a drinker, they get home, dad has drunk the bottle entirely, they were like daaaad that bottle was worth four hundred dollars! dad’s all, baaaah, it wasn’t even good.

in summation, it doesn’t matter how expensive the scotch is, it will ALWAYS taste like awful gasoline paint thinner henceforth, whiskey prevails. scotch is just a better word, more eloquent and prestigious sounding.

ps. there is ANOTHER brother with an R name these guys have. FUCKKKKK. romin? ronin? ROHAN! i love that place!

hahahaha

yeah i dunno what’s going on here.

i get really jealous at concerts. i feel like storming the stage then i remember that i suck at everything.

i get angry when the singer fucks up my favourite song though. it only happened a few times. all in all, killer performance by one and all and a totally good theme. everyone loves covers and getting shitty to them.

wild pictures always come out of dee’s backlighting.

ok i am getting sick of looking at this guy. he drank chocolate milk off a post office box last nite on our way up bathurst. he habitually eats garbage for a laugh to gross everyone out. it fucking worked!

ooh the scarves.

i showed up in a thermal waffle shirt (that is adorable) but then i started movin’ and was all this has got to go. glad i always stuff a costume change in my bag and fyi. yeah, don’t wear thermal shirts to concerts.

do you think that little red splotch is skin cancer?

i just remembered mia knocking my drink out of my hand all over our feet it was pretty funny. i’m glad she did i didn’t need it anyway.

i’m skinnier than the model on my shirt. ha no i’m not. though i might be.

knock knock

who’s there?

SKINNY!

great finale everyone up together who am i brooklnvegan man music write ups are so cheesy. oh yeah i haven’t even blogged my vivian girls nite yet. feh.

the singer chick was on.

then we got held hostage mentally while getting shawarmas. we were blitzed, they were certainly on something and it was sooooo sloooooow. asking to pay like totally insulted one of the dudes. like hurry up please can we get the fuck out of here yet? how come during the day it’s rapid fire assembly line but right now it’s 20 minutes and we’re the first in line? because everyone was stuh-oned.

i hate drinking. why can’t they just let you smoke weed indoors?

danny is the shit.

when i meet docile cats and make a big deal about them people are always like, what do you mean? get over it. i’m all no no, you don’t know where i’ve been (cid).

if it’s hump day and you’re not gettin’ humped, do something about it.

xoxo