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i know you are patiently awaiting another update but i gotta go pump some iron first. ughh ok fiiiine i’ll hit one quick.

this weekend was madness. fun. exhausting. perky. great times and so on and so on. my flickr account went private cos of all the nudity up in it so you can’t even go snooping around on your own. i didn’t bring my ghetto laptop with me and had mad withdrawal, am behind for it too. feh. how many more blond pictures do you need to see RIGHT NOW anyway? i’ve been staring/cycling through the same reel of mental all weekend so it’s like you’ve seen them all already. i LOVE LOVE LOVE the new olympus and it helps you get away with more too as it looks oldschool and official plus a hot geek dressed as a rainbow flanked by three other disneyland rock of love chicks so i’m pretty much moses with it parting the red sea of your heart. i think i got brain sun booze damage.

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bangs are so trashed.

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lauren was a great bed buddy. i’d sleep with you again in a second.

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how much did i love seeing allison? tons. i was thinking wakestock would be the last place to see that girl. newp. funny she had the audacity to call me a groupie. that’s like a fart saying you smell.

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i have never been grabbed at so much before in my life. i have never screamed in so many guys’ faces before in my life. no wait a sec… but yeah, drunk jock tards see blond and they go all caveman like THIS IS FOR ME I WANT I WANT and they snatch at your hat and tug your hair and arm and then they get a nice solid thump and scolding. so much confusion on the faces of stupid. love it. well actually, i didn’t. people overloaded this weekend, zero alone time. which is why i went to a movie by myself last nite (a first!) and i enjoyed my company so much i might take myself out on another date (if i play my cards right). it was movie or dakota. i chose salt and the whole time i was thinking about how skinny angelina jolie is and it’s going to be fall soon so i better get back on the skeletor arms bandwagon before oprah arms hell breaks loose.

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driving there was the best time. long legs bossy got shotty and did zero navigating for the o’nizz. our phones died a billion times. you can hang out with modern age chicks cos they routinely go silent whilst tweeting and drunk texting so really being friends with girls if you’re one of those trifling “doesn’t get along with chicks” bitches shouldn’t pose a problem for you anymore. no excuses.

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hair extensions came out before saturday nite laid one more party on us. the heat was separating my true hair from the clips and i was getting annoyed so i went pfeiffer in scarface that evening to the curling club afterparty. i received a loser email from a “fanemy” about 4 in the morning referencing my weekend and hair extensions, don’t worry you will get all the attention you wanted from that letter in due time. all i gotta say is i love being a girl and being amongst girls who have your back who are equally high/low-maintenance as you, extensions or not, behind the scenes beauty rituals are fun. seeing weaves all over the place, endless hilarity. so hate all you want, you’re pathetic and writing emails at 4 in the morning to the party line you weren’t invited to.

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oh my god i’m having fun what a LOSER capital L LL LL!

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i love my #1 dad hat. should i give it to my dad or just wear it around him?

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this fly chick was a maje fan of the blondarazzi.

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sailor hats, trust me. if you want to be grabbed at 5000 times, wear one.

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carly is the best little agent mom ever. she went diva a few times on other scouts sniffing around us. fucking hysterical. nothing cuter than a pink little cupcake beaking off.

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not sure if i can pull off these shades i bought from that stupid in competition with ardene store friday morning after beerfest. i think i was drunk still.

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i won the drink choosing competition (that no one was having) mmmmalbec.

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metallica moment. you know you’re hot when you get picked up on the highway multiple times haha.

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fierce fan. i thought they were coming over to hate on us. was super happy and surprised it was the complete opposite thereof.

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wahh i miss my long hair. baby pink ones going in this week.

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would i do it again? yes, in a heartbeat. bring on the next jam.

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every time i turned around i saw this and it was the best. as was predicted, the catty snarky haterade came trickling in. some people just don’t seem to “get” “it” that it is possible to work and have a good time. that to align yourself with other girls doing their own (yet similar) thing can be (and is) a smart game move duhh duh duhhhh. everyone brought something to the table, opened a door, an opportunity. it’s nice to share contacts and network schmooze off the ones you met that wouldn’t have otherwise if not for your blog comrade and vice versa. it’s who you know, what you know, and how you know.

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more coverage later. gym for real now. i can taste the abdominals.

just saw this status update on FB:

REMEMBER, STRESSED IS DESSERTS SPELLED BACKWARD.

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9 thoughts on “off to the gym

  1. Hey… I saw you out there in the beer area. I was going to say what’s up so you have a face to put to the inane comments, but my squad were kind of in food-beer-water NOW mission mode.

    Next time I see you around Parkdale, I’ll make a point to say yo, if just so I don’t feel like minor league stalker.

    PS. Was the whole Wakestock scene not a little fucking Roman at times?

  2. I’m thinking of the pen too. do you love it? i want to grab an adapter and use all of my old school lenses on it.
    the blonde mobile looked like one helluva good time. glad to hear you had a blast!

  3. I wish stress was more like dessert.

    Looks like you guys had a ton of fun. Love the weaves and the bowl of candy. Especially the bowl of candy. I am so coveting that Laffy Taffy right now.

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