Henry Bloggins
went over to gill’s yesterday to sort out some glitches (fingers crossed) and be work company buddies, i started from home a bit just to get a head start on things but didn’t actually show up at hers til past 2. whoops.
she saved me some breaky leftovers. this chick goes above and beyond the call of duty when it comes to hostessing, v sweet of her.
at one point i was looking in the mirror (for the first time only relax) and she’s all what are you looking at and i said oh just the most beautiful thing that i have ever seen. ha ah aha oh man yesterday was funny despite that panic attack. i love gill.
we decided to take a break and rent some movies and buy a portuguese chicken and those delicious little potatoes and rice, 14 bucks all-in. dope. we rented bride wars, that ricky gervais stand-up thing and a ton of other things never got around to watching. also her girls showed up to have some wine too. fil passed on all this, no idea why, funny that.
totally cosmic or what, gill was changing her twitter bg image and then we noticed this lamp in the window of a house on her street. we bumped into duarte setting up for spinto and he told me nice tan. ahha fuck you. i wonder if he put me down on the guest list after all. (guy if you’re gonna lurk at least let me know).
oh look who decided to show up on the crotch rocket. he droped off some wine to not be in the dog house so he could go get blasted at tranzac then the vaselines show. sorry sean i totally spaced out on that.
Q: how much of a deal maker was this bike? A: SO much, and now that he has the cow he doesn’t need to take me for rides on it anymore. hmmph well think-a-fuckin’gain brah, that’s gonna change. also the pockets of the sweater are makin’ me look bulky here.
gill confessed she was actually thinking we might need TWO whole chickens. haaha so glad she didn’t tell me that cos i would’ve gone for it and after the half i had i felt like a beached whale.
watching the guy cut it up with his chicken scissors like it was no big deal was quite impressive, where do you get chicken scissors, they’re basically sheering clippers or whatever those’re called (i’m losin’ my hardware knowledge). anyway, hot sauce on the side always, don’t let him coat it for you cos it’ll get all greasy soggy and he will ask you 40 times hot sauce? hot sauce? hot sauce? yes, but on the side. geez.
and they lived happily ever after, the end.
Was it from that sketchy Portuguese place at Dundas W & Ossington? The rice looks extremely familiar.
no, it’s in lilitaly college s side w of montrose. there’s also a great place up at st. clair fil needs to try.
I have kitchen/chicken/meat scissors that I LOVE because they are so effective but they still scare the shit out of me every time I use them because they have the ability to CUT THROUGH BONES and I always think just one whoops slip-up and there goes a finger… Paranoia aside, I use them all the time!