lee’s bathrooooomz

i am the most dainty thing to ever happen to the internet. i’da gone for whimsical but that word is dead to me as everyone has decided to destroy it.

dear raymi

hi hi.
wednesday night i was at lee’s for a show and lucky me, afterwards was in a bathroom stall that you had written in! my friends waited 1000 hours for me as i drunkenly tried to find something to write with in my purse. i think i just ended up writing, ‘i love you’ hahahh. it was almost like seeing you. (my dream throughout the whole day/night i was in toronto). one day raymi, one day.
*love erin.

yeah i got nothing today my brain is fluff.

i drew this when i was in high school, gave it to fil when we were courting and he hung it up at his old job, said his retarded cousin drew it. ha.

brunch of champs. pre-perogies RULES. post-perogies does not. i feel like i am having a heart attack but why is my right arm sore? so yeah my right arm is having a heart attack.

i was the last one to wipe down this table. hint hint hint. fil hint.

a deal is a deal, fil’s actual artist cousin owes me a painting. that is a ketchup chip thumbprint in lieu of blood.

this new camera is kinda wonky a slew of dumb self-portrait pics have totally disappeared, from camera and computer. weird. they were of me in my shrooms outfit i was going to wear yesterday to be funny. feh. meh. leh. keh.

waiting for the rain to stop so we can go do some super fun errands. remember being a kid and how errands were the most BORING soul-sucking pieces of shit ever, being dragged around in the car on a saturday afternoon like a monkey and now being an adult in the city it’s like, somehow fun? man adults are teh ghey. this (rain) is what i get for completely wasting yesterday. the way i dickheadedly see it is whatever, more warmer days are comin’ this way why do i need to stroll the hood in jogging pants to experience some EXTREME 17 degrees wow SO BOILING hey lets hop on the patio train choo choo predictable toronto express i need to sit on a patio everyday until next winter everyone ready set GO. i guess i treat life the way los angelinos treat their weather, totally for granted. it’s my life and i can rain on it all i want. sorry the gung ho fairy was out takin’ a wizz when i was conceived, not my fault.