my tits hurt too much to write about my movie theatre experience last nite, period tits. fil squashed one earlier cos he knew that it would hurt then i clocked him in the shoulder twice with a lefty, my only regret is not punching harder. i feel like my tits are having their own period. GOD! i keep picturing the insides of them like a half oh nevermind it’s too futuristic for you. we traded wii zelda for super paper mario with rene. fil is playing it now. we spent 30 dollars on prosciutto pepperoni and two cheeses at this butcher near rene’s place and turns out we knew the dude. he said i looked different but fil looked the same so the whole way home i stared at my face in the mirror trying to figure out what the fuck THAT meant? our mini-adventure was sherway gardens for fil to go to the apple store to exchange his mouse then we walked around for a bit and got existential and then i pretended to cry and said it hurts my feelings when i don’t spend any money at a mall. after that went to toys ‘r us so i could take pictures of slutty toys for girls and felt paranoid the entire time thinking i would get told off about it, everytime i heard a page on the intercom i counted backwards from ten expecting a tap on the shoulder, but no one cared. i felt simultaneously overwhelmed and bummed out, there are only so many burns you can make about bratz dolls and there were 5 aisles of the stuff.

we had lunch at ikea, fil ate the meatballs meal and i had salmon lox and a salad blah bla something annoying happened and then i felt this way about it and here is a hilarious moral etc etc etc.

i am reading sundays with vlad right now and it is hilarious, i very much so recommend it. i’ll share my full thoughts when i am finished, for now here is some other guy’s review that i didn’t read.