progress!

an old lady in our building talked to me and was nice! she was down by the mail in front of our box and i patiently waited for her to slide her purse over and she goes oh so you’re my neighbour i go yeah then she shows me her sarah brighton tickets whom i have no idea is i’m like uh folk rock? she said she was the only white person to sing at the olympics. oh haha that’s um nice for us white people isn’t it, go whitey! just kidding. she lives on our floor. i said i’d say hi to the cat for her she said oh yeah i saved him from the elevator. i just googled sarah brighton and turns out there’s also a sarah brightman, so i assume whichever is more lame is the show she’s going to. i almost started talking about how we are into music too but then remembered i was talking to a dinosaur so i canned it. no matter, this is good progress, a lot better than may 2-4 when she snapped at me for saying i was going up to the roof to try and see fireworks. i felt uncomfortable cos i was wearing cop sunglasses and i coudn’t take them off cos of the greasy mascara from yesterday under there, i always run out looking like a scumbag to grab coffee. why do old people always make you feel like you should be dressed like you just came out of the great gatsby?

i looked like this except a million times more disgusting.

i am happy to report that i have lost 3lbs, i am unhappy to report that it is from stress alone.

i am listening to the lesbian i love raymi cd mix my little buddy steph made for me right now, it’s adorable. she put a tonne of obvious messages in it like how much she loves me and to never leave her and blah blah PSYCHO! kidding, how cute is this! and who makes these anymore?

last nite we had a wee drink with these kids

and these kids

and then this dog from outerspace showed up to hang