i’m so broke i make poor look rich. i have a nasty burn on my shoulders. every second to third vehicle you see is a mini-van. ugly people get married in the winter.

went for a spin on fil’s motorcycle yesterday and went mach three trillion and went to look at rescued birds and i wanted to pet this big fat owl that looked like cid but i didn’t which is good cos i get to keep my fingers this way and we bought some orange creamsicle wobbly pops that were so good i wish i was drinking one right now and we watched spiderman 2 and fil pointed out each and every inaccurate detail innit then ate some soy jerky which tasted like naaaaaaaaaaaaaasty. other things happened too but whatever.

i am retardedly bored and two nites ago i was retardedly wasted and destroyed a chicken samosa in three seconds during my stumble home and i slept on my face. during the day i bumped into some random woman and we were both wearing the same pants and she kind of sneered at me and i hung out in the supermarket for awhile to hog all of their air conditioning then went to mina’s to play the bubble ADD game and tell noel how old he is and watched some shaun of the dead and i still find it to be scary but only because i have bad nerves. went to the ghetto mall to look at the dollar store then inhaled 4 of those shok drinks aka junky juice and spoke gibberish for awhile. my right leg is finally better, the nite of labyrinth lounge i longboarded all over and probably did something stupid that i forgot about like went down some stairs or off a high curb, i dunno but my knee was in major pain for two days and now it is better. i finally saw the crazy cat lady from next door and she looks like that garbage dump lady in the labyrinth kinda. her backyard is full of junk too. the end. oh yeh the other nite also went to the product launch of the tv kozy. i know. brilliant.

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went to labyrinth lounge last nite with smelanie for cheap martinis and i am never ever going back there again, ever. that place has turned into the most annoying gathering of pukey college kids in all of the gta and it’s now called THE LAB. i had to stand in line for 45 minutes for a martini and listen to 19 year olds say things like, “i can only stay for one drink ‘cos then i gotta BOUNCE to this house party.” what happened to the good ole days when it was snooty mod kids who whisper to each other politely? also when i called ahead to make sure it was still cheap martini nite the chick on the fone yelled at me ‘cos i kept asking when the cheap martinis begin and she said eleven am and i thought she thought i meant when do they open because the thought of 11am martinis is insane and she repeated herself so i asked again and she goes ELEVEN AM!!!! click. fuck that place.

yesterday i drank lots of wine. i haven’t had beer since saturday, a small victory.