tell your father i was good
good day ladies and gentlemen.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NabmUHSHC1s&feature=player_embedded
oh boy, what a week. all i fantasize about is getting back to my bed and my weed and my laptop and my tickle trunk room and then i sit here playing catchup, going through emails, complaining about being behind. it’s ok, i’ve a week to take my time. i have a new secret project on the horizon i’m pretty thrilled about. i’m sure many of you will not be thrilled about it though hehheheh.
negroni’s paninis are the best. now i can stop making uncouth inside jokes to myself about the name of the restaurant and being all offended about it. yesterday was the final day of burning the candle at both ends (more like pouring gasoline all over dynamite beside a candle lit at both ends)(was that even funny?) spent my gong show hangover watching the latest episode of lost (seriously most confusing shit ever, pretty hilarious) then precious, which actually blended well with the hangover. i remember i was hung out of my mind once and nauseous and black snake moan helped me through it.
the carpaccio is on par with bar mercurio’s, which is my favourite carpaccio in all of the city.
oh hi. didn’t take ONE picture at suck academy. i checked my bag. on my way out (late) i couldn’t find my hello kitty clutch. just found it now tucked away in the stupidest place ever. trying to find hello kitty in my room is beyond needle in a haystack. aside from all the ganj paraphernalia a teenage girl could move in like that and not skip a junior high beat. actually, a teenage girl would probably laugh her ass off at my room.
tried to get a flat rate from the ten billionth cab we took across the city. i pretended we were both from vancouver. it backfired cos bro was trying to take advantage of our touristy bullshit. i just tuned him out and let jenny deal with it. i can’t even remember the crap i was feeding him. when i woke up the next morning i was like, where the fuck am i? that’s a tale for a day never.
look how disgusting blood oranges are. i did not even try this motherfucker out.
C. i love exploiting her and she helps by playing into it, we’re a good team. WE ARE GONNA FUCKIN’ DESTROY THIS CIIIIIITY.
i want to go stay at thor again so bad now and this time i’ll be skinny for it. sorry for having a complex (not sorry) about it jeez. when people say it to your face every two seconds you kinda can’t help being aware of it. ok so you’re not allowed to say you’re pretty, or skinny. right. cool woman there, very positive of you. YOU can say stuff about me but i can’t say stuff about me. what planet are you on, planet go fuck yourself?
took us awhile to get out of the hotel there were so many reflective surfaces in our way.
she made me take my white socks off. toe cleavage is something i should be more in tune with, apparently. here’s one thing though, when you do the socks and heels look that look is not for other chicks, it’s for dudes and their boners. i was going for french prostitute until toe cleavage nazi influenced me.
there’s really just one way to be though so don’t fuck around.
i figured out how i got 30 bruises all over my body.
pre-eating was a good (my) idea.
apparently i won the hair contest i didn’t know we were having. ooh what did i win?
gorgeous face i’ll take that prize.
saw the harlettes last nite at revival. such a mood lifter. i’m going to audition too. many more updates comin’ your way soon.
xoxo
just whizzed by where my bike is locked up and it hasn’t been stolen. great news. if it wasn’t raining i’d have gotten out of the cab and rode its ass home.
alicia interrupted some of my extremely important dance moves to take this photo of me for her sunglasses photo montage collection. they look like blind people shades. awesome party the other nite. a little dramatic and awkward and um, yeah, but in the end everything worked out more or less, for this guy.
britt don’t worry your bday pics are comin’. also my day with spliffanie and the rest of my mtv pics.
I just had a blood orange for the first time the other day. Yeah they are kind of freaky
You never told me you were friends with Jessica Simpson
it slipped my mind
Beautiful people.
And I just love your adventures.
come have one with me, ding dong.
I love our shit.
Hey by the way I want a hair re-match next time I see you… I’ll be back in June. I’m gonna eat the shit out of calcium and protein and horse flax and whatever else “they” say is good for my goldilonglocks.
after we hang i always need a week long breather. i have a vid up of you that youtube is being a dick about right now cos i put the word stripper in it i think.
“i want to go stay at thor again so bad now and this time i’ll be skinny for it. sorry for having a complex (not sorry) about it jeez. when people say it to your face every two seconds you kinda can’t help being aware of it. ok so you’re not allowed to say you’re pretty, or skinny. right. cool woman there, very positive of you. YOU can say stuff about me but i can’t say stuff about me. what planet are you on, planet go fuck yourself?”
…I have a post sitting around on WordPress that’s been a draft ever since that Crystal Renn Glamour magazine hoopla. I had to unsubscribe from Jezebel in Google Reader (again) after that BS. That site raises my blood pressure about 1000%. Apparently I’m supposed to be ashamed about being skinny or something. “Natural”/”normal”/”real” girls (WTF am I, then?) are allowed to be proud of their bodies, but I’m supposed to just STFU. Gonna just say screw it and post that shit this week I think, because I’ve seen about a dozen other articles this month that made me want to murderize. FFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!! OK, saving excessive ranting for my own damned site.
i am jealous of your skinny! you look MEGA-HOTTTT. i’m hoping i’ll attain that level of skinny once i get to SE Asia and am starving half the time / living on $1 bags of liquor…
(yes, bags)
alecia you ARE skinny.
candice, just post it already. what happened with jezebel?
Yeah I have a bunch of other junk to add to it that I just saw this week (and I’ll have to find again, because Chrome crashed and ate my tabs), so I’ll probably end up starting from scratch. Apparently girls that feel bad about themselves feel bad about themselves even if you show them “normal” sized girls. So fuck it, who needs to pander to that, then!?
I dunno what makes me angry about Jezebel. Something about the rabid feminism there (if not always in the posts, then definitely in the comments) that boils my blood. I may have an overly anti-hippie/feminist thing going on from being a turdy little rebel growing up in Guelph.
well i love jezebel. though haven’t read it in ages.
I read it anyway, but I should just avoid the comments or something, I dunno. Some people there just take things way over the top too seriously. Chill out, ladies, I’ll share some Klonners. “Toddlers in Tiaras” is not the end of the world!
gaw! youbetterclearthosepicswithmefirst. BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA i just remembered the series!
anyway bye! great to see you! im at the airport! cappucino time!
bye baby miss you already!
calling you baby just felt right i don’t know why. say hi to the r/r for me.
bahahaha Candice! Crazy over the top feminism is soooo lameeee. Having a vagina = having the power. End of story.
& shiiiiiiit… I LOVE toddlers and tiaras. It is amazing and wrong and people just need to relax. There are 209572356203752 ways to screw up your kid, that’s just one of them that happens to get air time!
i miss tv so bad
& thanks raymi…but your arms are amazing and give me a jealousy boner. maybe i should start doing push-ups but that might require me to stop being so high/lazy…seems a reasonable and yet far fetched solution.
I’m taking you up on your offer dingaling.
practise carrying cases of beer and buckets of ice and dance your ass off oh and fly me out to hang with you we have to meet already it’s been what, 7 years?
DING DONG KWIL DIIING DONG!
someday it will happen…and it will be epic. you don’t want to come to AZ though, BORING. i will make it to Toronto one of these days…
AZ heat would give me a massive panic attack come to think of it.
diggin the new look raymz1