lazy ass inside

i’ve been up since 9 talking to everyone i can to avoid working so now i am going to blog, get that out of the way so i can focus on my drawrings.

so no one’s hard-up for cash in toronto? oh cool that’s fine. these are the fliers (it really goes ’til 2am though), all you had to do was stick ‘em around some coffee shops and bars. it’s alright i can put that 20 toward half a half g of blow so i should be thanking you, really.

KIDDING. these days if i partook i’d jump off a building right after my heart exploded into a million pieces inside me.

fil’s irish stew special, it was CRAP, he got the bottom of the pot too.

i shared my souvlaki plate with him. i still felt like eating afterward, almost ordered another meal (totally stress-eatingville) bought pretzels and rented run fatboy run instead. it was kinda meh. oh and the nice glass of red wine i wanted i did not get, i mean i had a glass but it was also blah. fil is v intent on making kilgour’s our new locale. i wanted to try dooney’s last nite for guaranteed nice wine. next time, next time. we also missed kz, dude next time answer your phone or txt me to stay put!

steph let me rummage through her give away garbage bag.

she has the cutest little nest ever.

all my notes, turns out the idea i came up with for an ad the brand had just placed a similar commercial out, i saw it that nite.

it was fun and who doesn’t love money for crap you would normally talk about anyway?

squirrel watch.