drunk strobelight dancing a la NOW magazine’s holiday party at the courthouse. swank. end of the nite and 600 drink tickets later.
stil partying don’t forget me when i’m gone.
warning: some s-talk takes place.
somehow i missed this review tony did of my book.
that’s the lamp i turned off.
i bought fil a new camera bag for his birthday (i buy his present early to get it over with before the big xmas shoppingathon and before i spend all my money on myself), the one he was carrying around got on my nerves too much, it’s like hey guys i brought my cooler to your party/concert/bike ride – i suspect docked him some coolness points, and me too by association, not good. it was an expensive bag, i could have bought a shitty digital camera for the cost of that thing. i almost wanted him to get the national geographic safari-looking bag but the NG logo was a bit too big, and we don’t really go on safaris, so there’s that. i had no idea how much camera stores are camera-geek mecca and how many looks i got, and even my picture taken paparazzi-style, i jumped on one guy and said can i see what you took and he showed me a picture of me as deer-caught-in-headlights looking. for you single lonely ladies go to henry’s, not the main one, but the one where all the discounted merch is, and if you don’t come out of there with a new boyfriend then i dunno, you must be phenomenally disfigured-looking or something. we bought the bag from downtown camera after looking in both henry’s, we like to choose the little guy and they matched the price of henry’s bag.
lip piercing holes come in handy. it’s closed now, it’s not even a hole, just an annoying divet. i had that in there a solid ten minutes and no one noticed.
when we walked into downtown camera two cops were in there and i was thinking oh great can’t wait to see the bloodshed, but no, they were just looking at fancy cameras. i had to go up beside one to ask the price of the camera bag and i think one took my picture i was too scared to look at him though and ask about it i almost peed in my pants and then another cop came in, then they all left and as they were walking past us fil was moving to look down in the showcase and i was moving to the left to avoid him and the cop walking by me and i was so nervous and hot and stuffy in my winter jacket that i ended up tripping over fil’s foot and punching him slightly in the glasses!
then i looked at one of the camera dudes and we gave each other a wtf? look and i mouthed that was weird and then the camera guys talked about cop guns.
speaking of national geographic i bought fil the special wildlife issue and it was 14 fucking 95! i didn’t find that out until i was taking a wizz and looking at my receipts, i intended for it to be a surprise but the price changed that, it is too expensive to be a surprise, i had to let it out.
if you want to see some big balls you should go on over to bmv on bloor.
