uh christie, what are you trying to say about this dusty old couple?

punky brewster day oh you didn’t know?

necklacebreath matches this dress/shirt most wonderfully so.

i’m sorry but i just made us the dirtiest way deliciousest martini ever, i asked fil to try it to see if it was dirty enough and he smiled like a cherub at it and went mmm yum.

these olives are amazing and i know how annoying it is when people rave about things like olives but still, you have to go to sherway gardens and buy something from ta-ze. the last time we went to sherway (1.5 months ago?) i sampled an olive there and i seriously couldn’t stop thinking about it, the store has been there a year and it is just simply, ok, if you are italian you will be in heaven, basically, or if you are a food fetishist (fat) like me.

earlier i made us leftover dip medley that was really good, we broiled red peppers for nachos two nites ago and had one left over, ok shutting up now.

if you were to somehow have a disease whereby you could not gauge that i was dancing based on me actually dancing, just look at my face, if it looks like that, chances are i am rhythmically tearing up some floorspace.

or that face.

remind me to write a long mundane s-talk post about jack astor’s.

here is a funny quote i said last nite i wrote it down because it was so funny lets see if it makes pitt laugh as hard as he did last nite when it flew out of my mouth oh great now i’ve built it up too much. we were discussing where he and mrs. pitt are deciding to move to and then mississauga came up to which i said it is a joyless pile of depressing piece of shit town and added i will never fucking ever live there again, not even if i have cancer and i’m in the cancer ward at credit valley hospital, i’d commute.

then pitt matched my funny by saying he thinks life aquatic(a – as he calls it) is wes anderson’s best movie and he feels this so much that he signed up to be on team zissou i go oh great do you get a newsletter? yes he says, how often i ask, oh i dunno anymore he said i haven’t received one in awhile, i might’ve marked it as spam.

HAHAHAHHAHA way to stick to your guns pal.

i stupidly lowered the quality level on my camera to one star, fil reformatted my settings and made my video size too big, so i went in there and …anyway, deal.

stupidest most gay snowman thing ever oh oakville what next?

bad bad superbad quality. fil did a 649 shot last nite.

gill this is the guy with the same last name as you.

we took turns shoving each other into snowbanks and snowplowing each other, i picked up an ice boulder and pressed it to steve’s bare stomach and put one down the back of his pants (he knocked fil down too many times so i got revenge for him) and threw chunks of snow at mark while he was getting into a cab right after i decked him into the snow.

closing time smoking bar drakula party.

then someone got the spins.

visitting the old homestead.

then i did my second HOME ALONE-burglar-slipping-on-the-ice-at-the-downstairs-basement-door-move of the nite.

fattest mawfuckahs i ever did see i think they get fed big macs.

smile much?

this stuff slays, you can get it from a british import shoppe, when we get soused and sleep overnite in o-town at nite when i go to sleep there i dream about this.

blast you ornament claw tempting me so! contact cement sucks.

why do these shades have different colour lenses? it says porsche on one of them, do people who drive porsches need to have different colour sunglass lenses?

cid has a new enemy.

laura bought me this!

hello kitty wedding!! video.

this is getting a little out of hand now.

sunday toronto snowstorm ghosttown video.

liam sucks on helium video.

ron sexsmith & andy kim at the gibson showroom party video.

the first time i did mushrooms it looked like this, kyra and i are going to make some sort of illustrated book based on my blog posts, well i already did my part haha.

my gift to you is me!

oh i guess some friends too maybe.

I LOVE YOU FIL HAPPY BIRTHDAY DINKY, FATHER OF MONKEY CAT!

this just in: summer is over.

we went for hangover sustenance and then caught the 3.30 showing of the golden compass.

idiot.

way to make more work for yourself shovelling from the top like that and dumping it onto the next step down then having to lift it again and again and again.

sunday ghost town.

last nite was a success cos i drank and didn’t barf and i finally feel better.

some cocksmokers bailed last nite w/o even texting you know who you are blizzard or not, no excuses, i am unimpressed.

it’s ok cos we got fucked and it was really fun going out for smokes in gail force snow winds. gill let us have her house even though she was working, she came back around 2 and partied-down. brad and ryan came by around 1 and ryan poured out all of the half-drunk cups of booze cos gill’s manic cleaning made him feel like he had to pitch in and uh, ruin the rest of the party?

pre-wine stained napkins!

he felt really bad about it like anxiety attack level bad, maybe relax?

alicia/jogee were a great time and alicia told the best story about her old landlord that i cannot share unfortunately cos it’s still a sore spot, ie. traumatizing.

confiscated glasses of superjudge. mineskies now. the lenses are different colours.

they dial-a-bottled from the go train haha.

if pitt can battle the roads in his car from etobicoke what does that say about the rest of you selfish dicks?