i don’t see anybody that dear to me
ah man i have the worst blemish on my chin. moving zit.
woke up this morning afternoon to discover this classic beauty. hmm maybe i can drape myself all over it for some pictures sometime. score. but then…
WHAT THE FUCK.
just looking at them made me feel crazy by osmosis.
awesome.
melodie explained there’s a crackhead woman who is like their watcher. a man in the area tried to get rid of them but she lost it on him so he gave up.
half of them look to be pregs. meh, what can you do? BLOG ABOUT IT.
caught up on some glorious sleep. putting organization on hold for one more day. i had an armoire/desk that my dad fell in love with and wanted to keep. it wouldn’t fit in here anyway. i’m going to have to get some sort of wall mounted shelf storage i dunno whats. there’s a teeny closet in the office beside my room and various nooks and crannies throughout the house. today i’ll sort through some crap, jam as much as i can into my two dressers (the blue guy was here when i arrived i’ll likely paint it) then leave the rest til i acquire some bins. i guess those huge tupperware flat numbers will be pretty good for under the bed. we’re going to put the livingroom’s shag rug in here too so it’s 1979 again. the room is far bigger than how i’ve been photographing it.
very old school. the toilet is in its own room, they’re called water closets. the bath/sink is in a separate room beside it. guess i won’t be washing my hands much haha.
disarray. there is no fucking way i’m showing the pile of crap i have stacked immediately below the frame of this picture. the pillow in the foreground everyone seems to own is not mine.
melodie has placed many adorable adorables throughout, quite urbanely homely.
lots goin’ on. loving it.
i do not own one record. my eyes glaze over when britt talks about vinyl.
this mug made me feel very comforted. i looove the disney christmas carol (i also played scrooge in a play in grade 6) because i am a child.
i need to buy a scale. no one i know has one, all the places i’ve been couch surfing lately. i know i’m below 120 now, not my fault just a stress-effect. i might even be 115. i weighed myself at my dad’s with my shoes pants belt jacket on and i was 119 but his scale is ikea and those swedes like to fuck with us. in summation, WHO CARES.
cat watch out! you guys are so gay.
i would really love to know which bag contains my toiletries.
i knew/heard stories about T.O. gangs but those cats take it to a whole new level
who wants to bet one is missing an eye hahaha (that would be their leader, for sures)
i have four cats, im thinking thats classified as a gaggle. not quite a gang, but im getting there goddammit.
omg cat world. and i love that colour of blue on the dresser.
You´re dying to pet some of them, dont lie!
Oh I love old cars, classy.
LOL
Jodie comment about one eye missing cat is so sad/true! hahahaha
wow
as long as they don’t all start singing when you want to sleep
take off five pounds for clothes, what with shoes and belt and all
new nest looks nice
xx
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA the cat sequence rules
place looks super cute!!
Ever watch “It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia”? It was the first thing those pics made me think of. If those cats meow and keep you up at night, here’s the solution:
Charlie: There’s some sort of weird chemical reaction that happens when you combine cat food, beer, and glue. It makes you feel, like, extremely sick and tired, and you’re able to fall asleep!
Dee: Why would I wanna make myself extremely sick and tired?
Charlie: ‘Cause there’s gonna be about fifty cats howling outside that window all night long, and you have no idea how loud fifty cats can be.
Dee: OK, maybe there wouldn’t be cats surrounding your building if you didn’t have open cans of cat food everywhere.
Charlie: I have fifty cats howling outside my window because I have ten thousand rats running around my building, Dee! OK?
Dee: All right, stop yelling. You’re spitting cat food on me.
Is that a ’64 Lincoln?
and if you want to drape yourself all over some classic muscle, i am offering up Sour Kraut’s 67 dodge dart for that very purpose…
he would like to add that he doesn’t mind in the slightest haha
is he in toronto?
hahaha not yet, he and the car are here in AB with me..but we are taking a trip out yer way in the next couple weeks…then bringing the car back in summer when theres no salt to eat her pretty frame away
summer oldies photoshoot to come.
also i could not capture every cat, there were about 6 or so more off to the left of the party of strays.
if you want them all in one picture just huck some tuna down in their general direction hahaha
works to wrangle mine for a pic (yes, when you deal with more than two cats it becomes “wrangling”)
maybe some tinfoil balls hahaha ghetto
Sweet cat party!
hahhaah the cats semi-startled me. your new place looks like it’s got a lot of character. cute.
someone should trap the cats and neuter/spay them so in 8 months there are not 40 more.
I don’t want to be.. whatever this would make me: but shouldn’t somebody call animal control? It’s kind of shitty that a bunch of unspayed/neutered/whatever cats are left like that. I mean for all I know they’d be taken to some euthanasia place, but… I don’t know man. Uncool.
haha how cute look at your neighbors all cats. I love cats like crazy, Since i can’t have them because of the no pets crap thing. when i see them around i feed them and spend time with them. i feel so bad there all out there in the cold and no food so i do what i can. anywho congrats on the moving wish you the best raymi.
ah! so jealous of the catparty! i would be all over there with food trying to make cat friends and coming away with scratches and thinking i could work my way into their circle of cat buddy town….i’m an intervention ep waiting to happen.
the new place is adorable. i am totally envious of your bed. i have had my eye on it at ikea for awhile.
and the cats…oh wow. kind of sad…
after some careful hungover consideration of how to get rid of those cats without killing any then yeah you gotta open a case of tuna cans in the back of your truck and then get em all eatin and then spin off and drop em off in some other alley
ryan, thats what they’re doin with the homeless in van for the olympic games…
and im not even joking
It’s true, old cars attract pussy.
CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATSSSSSSSSSS
CAT PARTY!
nice one jackie.
alicia just wait til you see them in real life and hear them. cuh-razy.