i feel like i need an activity today so i am going to mail a bunch of stuff and buy hair-dye though lise wants me to wait til tomorrow and have it done at aveda with her for $20. if i don’t go out to do these things i will not go out at all today so i have to do it sorry lise thank you for bribing me with soup, i am a period monster and not very good company today.
i read in the metro paper monday this shit about the “toronto paris hilton” she does scenester magazine and goes out clubbing and writes about djs and her site gets 4000 visits MONTHLY. she wears tacky hats, that’s her schtick and basically is only known in the club dj circuit. um, my site gets that same amount DAILY, why the FUCK is the metro not writing about me? and if we have a so-called paris hilton-like toronto socialite “miss raquel” how come i have not fucking heard of her before? the metro only caters to douchebag commuters from sauga and port credit, painting this idealistic picture of downtown nitelife/culture, same shit that was happening in the late 90s, newsflash NO LONGER RELEVANT OR COOL. f the metro.
