last nite unfortunately i did not get into catty fights though i did say to rob hey why don’t you go find a parade and rain on it and he liked that i said it and i liked that i said it and i told a few others that i said it too.

we have band practise today.

i have to retire my mocassins cos the left one is totally mangled homeless styles so i will probably take some emo photos of them with sunbeams coming in through the window and then write some stupid sucky shit so look forward TO THAT. then i think i might leave them out in the park and wait for a junky to come along and wear them.

i’ll have to put a lot of duct-tape between the sole and the boot which i pretty much have been rocking myself for the last several months. though now there’s no way i can fix them to make me look NOT POOR. sigh.

i realised this when i was walking around holt’s and i felt like everyone was mean cos they either really ignored the fuck out of me or they were thinking about my scummy left boot so i called fil on the fone until i safely got out of there and i will not go back.

and i know, i know, saying holt’s instead of holt renfrew is pretentious but i can’t remember if it’s holt’s renfrew or holt renfrew’s and i don’t care i hope everyone there will just get out of my life and shut up everyone who shops there too and the guy who holds the door open for you like you are important and greets you on the way out well not me but some other guy and he said HEY HELLOOOOO NICE TO SEE YOU and shook hands – WHY? is this guy super important and needs ass-kissing cos one day he bought a pair of pants? FUCK YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU.

just cos something is expensive doesn’t mean you should buy it and wear a ugly fucking hat on your ugly expensive hair you old ugly woman with a mink vest.

i could go on.

i will later.

i can’t wait until i am rich and stupid so i can wear a fucking flamingo necklace and have emu feather barrettes.

i feel like i wouldn’t like me if i met me.

i also took my zoloft too late so i am feeling lucid and uh, i need a better way to describe this missing-meds feeling, insanely irritable but lacking the energy to react or do anything about it, zombielike apathy and funtime self-destructive girl wheeee.

we walked over 7 km today and then we had a big nap instead of going to see a movie and i finished reading the pharmacist’s mate. now we are going to meet sharpie and others for MENTAL RETARDATION SATURDAYS.

i am going to drink gin and cucumbers and tonic until i am speaking spanglish.

oh yeah later we saw a girl with a black-eye who was wasted at the pub and she was bragging about being thrown out of the ‘firkin and how she and her friend were gonna go be lesbos and call idrinx and didn’t trust the atm machine which she kept referring to as debit. i love toronto sigh.

my mind was going manic lying in bed before deciding whether or not i was gonna get up or pretend like i could actually go back to sleep again. i was thinking of all these one-liners and shit and i couldn’t stop them they just come to me like how psychic people are all, “i am psychic” or how christians are just fucking insane, anyway.

i have a big hate-on for everything and everyone right now i ran out of crazy pills so that’s the theme of the day today GET CRAZY PILLS and elizabeth and her dog are coming along with me and fil and i told her not to dress jewish and by that i don’t know what i meant. she said she would leave her yammakuhs at home and i said why can’t religions have cool shit to wear like hi-tops?

she isn’t even jewish though she may as well be. and here she is on mushrooms as a skinny jew retard.

she also told me to mention that this photo was taken approximately 6 months before cowboy boots were cool again.

me, brother, cousin (lying down) – in montreal saying bye to great grandfather albert kerouac

ooook so last nite i met stan’s fiancee who I DO NOT LIKE. we were discussing the stag party rather fil and i were and i said sooo i am invited to this right and she cuts in ARE YOU GOING TO BE THE STRIPPER? all catty-like right. so i go out for a smoke so as to not explodify i even considered just fucking leaving before the second and third courses and walk over to my dad’s.

then later on she is bragging about her brother who writes on messageboards and so then i feel like ok she has redeemed herself cos i like talking about the internet and i say oh well does he have a blog and she goes i think so maybe but you wouldn’t want to get to know my brother he would cut you up and make you feel bad he doesn’t like people who try too hard and i’m thinking right a nerd who writes on a messageboard is going to make me feel bad.

anyway i thought i liked nerds and she helped remind me that i do not.

i asked stan why does your woman fuckin’ hate me and he said she was trying to out-hip my hipster and i said well i’m not a fucking hipster and i’m not mad i’m not “trying hard” to be mad it just comes naturally.

i’m going to google her brother now cos i remember the board he writes on lets go see exactly how fucking non-trying he is.

also way to make a great first impression lady. i officially do not want to come to your fucking wedding and i am so glad that i spent four hours eating dinner with you while you insulted me and scoffed at everything i said meanwhile i could have been hanging with my dad who is sad right now and wouldn’t ask if i was going to be a stripper.

fuck i am still so utterly fuckerly fucking mad about this!

jd fortune photo

Date: Mar 24, 2006 6:51 PM

Hey, I’m a gallery mod for a site totally dedicated to JD Fortune and I saw your photo. With your permission, I’d love to add it into our gallery. This is our site if you want to check it out first:

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Let me know!

Kara

AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA

also look who is second.