

feelin’ this bikini top and i feel that it too is feelin’ me. glad i wore it yesterday. we sat out in my dad’s backyward in the blazin’ sun. unexpected tan time, awwright.


drove by steph‘s alma mater.

there’s a hole in my dad’s backyard filled with 8 baby bunnies. had to tell my niece why it’s a bad thing to touch them or go near, kinda stressful. rabbit mothers are notoriously bad, if they detect too many people about they will just abandon their young, simple as that.

my grandmother made this welsh dragon, she was scottish, my grandfather, welsh.


oh sophie you are such a little peanut.

don’t get me started. this seemed like a brilliant idea last nite. maybe i will just keep adding material to it.
we watched to serve and protect last nite and could not get over the canadian awesome 80’s mustache drunken beer gut polite manners of it all. new favourite watch. some choice quotes are:
“he called me a goof”
“you are under arrest for being an idiot”
mugs+jugs (bar name)
“honest injun”
“oh there’s lots of polish people in that neighbourhood”
we spied a 2 dollar bill, plenty of mullets and fluorescent gear, exact same body hugging skirts you can now get at american apparel, a billion fist fights in fact, every single call had to do with some guy wasted on beer. in one home invasion “gary” had a 12 pack of labbat blue on the table. my favourite was how laid back the cops were when taking down a drunk and cuffing him, so polite and gentle, meanwhile the drunk is blathering his head off. unreal. k bye.





