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leslie says it looks like a high end tea shop something in here? thanks.

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check this hot girl, a cross between the pussy cat dolls and the kardashians. how much do you think i was dying in my head over her but completely playing it cool. tha’s right. her name is armig. raymi and armig. she’s from the country so got no city game therefore all up over me plus i was dancing like a total guy who loves concerts and only dances at concerts lives for concerts type. very appealing. we’re gonna be bros. sort of related, james says i should do a seminar for girls with low self esteem and teach people social skills. i should. i bring people up through email why not in real life like tom cruise in magnolia. i’m gregarious as shit. time to monetize.

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when is toronto gonna honour thee! nigh night nigh.

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i wanted to make unicorn eye makeup last night.

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so i did. that feather clip i use to hold my bangs back while i do my makeup mask of orange. sometimes i stain my hair. can you imagine having something so delicate ready and willing to absorb anything it touches. this is why i toil with men always petting it and reaching out to touch. i’m wearing a white permanent angora sweater on my head everyday. think about it fucking idiots. you gloots. gloots? brutes. yeah that. that is what you are.

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major tired looking. coming out of loser fog.

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two lights at once. it’s my orange ball of fire in the sky.

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swapped the ceiling energy saver bulb with my side lamp cos melodie blew the last bulb so i have a fluorescent star wars bright beam emanating in the corner there when it’s turned on and the sun penetrates this room it’s like vitamin d is doing you all over like the easy slore you are. it’s wonderful. this is the time of the year when it lines up perfectly with my windows.

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i felt pretty skinny yesterday.

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brought shawn to good catch up the street or beside mitzis. he was like whaaaat? cn tower cat stand. he bought micheal jackson cards from when mj was black. he ate the gum from the packs (brave!) and it disintegrated into powder in his mouth in front of britt and brad. wicked gross for him.

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nocturnal emissions star wars (two SW references in a post)(intentional) designer duds for duds. if a guy came up to me on a date in one of these i would just roll my eyes and shake my head simultaneously, laugh and say, well, we know you’ve gotten laid maybe 2 times in your life before and one of those times was definitely to yourself while you were sleeping in those star wars sheets. lets do this loser.

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i am turning into a bitter mean toronto person because my life sucks and my heart is destroyed. i am ok i am just a mess. it’s fine. someone said they wanted to hate slice my melon on valentines day, it’s cool, it’s perfectly totally normal to say that to somebody. shit’s fine.

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i definitely was a tall skinny motherf***er last night. i went ronald. ‘cept without the pedophilia. christ he’s a creepy looking mascot brand. they should give him a makeover a la archie comics. i am not into clowns at all. they aren’t funny, there was that clown horror movie that is terrifying, and another one at a carnival. you have no idea what facial imperfections they’re covering up with all that makeup and their outfits are way too loud, so loud, screaming in your face loud. they’re always at parties too like, ruining the atmosphere. no thanks. i lost my red lipstick on the night of the date auction i think so if i wore it last night i would definitely look like ronald. i even matched melodie’s t-shirt to the laces. i need to know for fact that zero people will be matching me when i go out. 10000000% of the time i am right. a girl complimented this shirt and a fitness hottie asked for it. i am already talking to another dude. you know it. you will love this story if it pans out. which it won’t because we all know i am fucking cursed and destined for unhappiness FOREVER for the enjoyment of all my friends from here to eternity.

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anywhooooooo guess who went out and threw caution to the wind to the soundtrack of interpol last night? oh you did now did ya? fuck that your life sucks in a different way than mine so obviously it wasn’t you. when shit goes sour to cope i like to distract, delude, deny, rinse and repeat. thanks erik for the band-aid. i love sound academy. at first i was lying to just you know, in business, one hand washes the other but now i love that place. i know the show is going to be perfect, the act, huge, and the places i get to watch it all go down, photo pit, side/backstage, biz mezzanine, vip, whatever. drink tickets from my hand to armpit? oh please run along now chile. lucas was like thanks for the invite re: last night. um, britt and brad asked me a month ago. i told you the onus is on you to tell the golden goose what you want to see and when and i make it happen this wasn’t a grand i am excluding you scheme. i have just decided to look on the site and pick out shit i want to see and do that from now on. yep. queens of the stone(r)age whats up son.

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i’ve seen these guys before. well i think i have. i can’t really remember anymore we used to go to so many and this is 20000 drinks ago. i’ll google my archives afterward to scare up some information on that. this blog is like my personal life library. shawn asked me if i went to the cne this summer. mind blanked. um, let me get back to you on that one i’m not sure if i did or not.

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they are tight and perfectionist new yorkers and dark and moody gloomy creepy rock hard heavy. exactly like their recordings that i have memorized because i listen to the same discography of music from the last decade of my life repetitiously. i knew exactly when and where the bass would go this way or a tune would get heavier, so my dance moves were perfectly timed no matter how sloppy frenetic i moved, i have rhythm, in spades. don’t i now?

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i like going out here. britt and brad were in awe. the water was frozen and all broken up it felt like being in alaska or on the titanic so cool where are the glaciers at. oh just floating out over there.

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didn’t leave vip once this time. the side back stage wasn’t open nor the biz exec mezzanine i guess interpol is too famous for groupies well all the people in the scene who get vip access/treatment if that was open to all it would get rammed and if one gets to go then all want to go. just too many people i think. these are the things i consider and figure out all on my own. i also know from experience that fighting the crowd to get down to the bar is annoying i didn’t want to be touched. you immediately once down there want to go right back up to vip where you can spin around like a pinwheel if you want and not be arm-to-arm with fanatics.

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favourite part of the night. people looked up at me, being herded like cattle, so many, so much claustrophobia and crowd volume. there is no way to look down on people and make it look like you aren’t actually looking, down on them. suffice it to say some not too happy looks were returned my way.

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how much were tickets last night?

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i really enjoyed this. not their suffering just my own leisurely drink ticketed pace of waiting for them all to clear out before peacing.

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christmas tree of beer waste. how many two fours is that on the deposits you think?

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quite the production.

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time for salads. i am going to spend way more time in that diner. passport reminder. how interpol looking is this photo? i am in sync wither my every surrounding.

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pbj is hilarious to see on a menu because people make that shit when they’s po’ not go out to a high fallutin’ restaurant to eat an overpriced version. has anyone had it? how do they make it?

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shawn’s photo. shawn bought me at the date auction btw. this isn’t the date. just a bonus as proof of my pedigree, a good stallion thoroughbred. neigh. nee? who cares i probably should stop comparing myself to horses. maybe a unicorn.

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right.

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wait not yet.

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ready.

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match-tastic. that nailpolish (thanks shawny!) is ecofriendly at good catch the guy showed us how regular polish disintegrates styrofoam plates and this hippie stuff doesn’t at all. i should have asked why good catch has styrofoam plates though. haha. i made a “these people” comment and he asked me what i meant about that when i said something about parkdale, the community to shawn. he thought we were american. nope not american just hugely offensive to every person, place, and thing. no kidding. what the hell were we talking about though? and yes i look tired here it’s one in the morning.

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pie-eyed much. shawn got tailed by cops after he dropped me off because we were idled for a bit and my street is hooker drug central. i keep it really real, you know? anyway the po po totally thought i was a prosti. definitely. yo guys hookers go on dates too. i’m sure shawn’s little red black top convertible sports car didn’t at all help matters either hahahhaa. that musta been some nerve-wrackin’ass ride for a lil bit there eh shawn?

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look at this girl with her cousin and his friend. she’s like where are the hot guys raymi bring me to them and i’m like go down there. we were both too lazy. k i’ma soop her facebook now BYE.