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i want to go peek inside. i have a suspicion it might have slid over to one of the sides of the box and i wonder if it’s shaved white chocolate on top. wait’ll you see the picture.

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i think this may be the culprit to my immense and immediate cramping? oh well so far so good you live and you learn.

now here you go mom, the finale of my shake making. is she the only one reading my blog (and commenting) today? hello? assholes talk to me. i know it’s easter and passover and all that crap you have to pretend to care about but you can at least slip away for a second and tell me you like me thanks.

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me and my i am a nice girl cake. WHAT I AM A FUCKING NICE GIRL RAAAAAH!

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it’s like i am obsessed or something. so many people out and about today. lovely lovely yuppies. now what? i want to ask them. you have it all, right down to your bjorn stroller or whatever the hell that two thousand dollar thing is called. what i am actually obsessed with is liberty village. this one woman pushing her stroller and her severe face and her perfect husband, both so perfect, forced perfection though. her entire being seemed devoted to that exact good friday coupledom moment crossing our path fresh from starbucks, in the perfect planned neighbourhood’s sun. what that scene’s actually calling for is some good restaurants though that’s when it will all go to shit. when it’s a trend it’s the end. like how ossington doesn’t know it’s over yet? too bad.

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getting bananas from a ghetto variety store in parkdale. tis the life.

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hi teacher’s mother. what are my intentions with your boy? i have no idea what you are talking about.

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i come in peace. bearing a cakey gift.

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didn’t want a too marzipany flavour (for them, i don’t get to have any) so i didn’t get one of these little guys. the vanilla one in the back was calling to me, not as much as the pink though of course. mrs. pristine said it was the big seller, v spring, these ones. but we have ten people to share with so a bigger one was what i settled on, not too showy but a little bit showy i know. i am pretending to be flustered and nervous about it. i like the variety of little cakes and cupcakes and other such colourful delicacies but it’s too expensive and then you HAVE to buy ten just in case right? with a cake there is definitely a solidarity of no i don’t want a slice for at least a couple folks so you cover your ass with a cake always.

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sigh. raspberry vanilla mousse. oh god, unfair.

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cb also has these gorgeous white antique looking white chocolate cookies? i dunno. i stayed away as much as i could. when i can’t have something there is no point in tempting myself which is hypocritical with all this food i am posting about ughhh. my fresh is here now so i gotta wrap this up.

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drinking this at the moment. i just offered some to teacher and was like it’s pretty gay. what’s the point you know? i guess this is the point. people who can’t have caffeine. cleanse coach said i have to change my mentality, don’t think like i am being deprived. ok then i’ll think of it as a crash budget.

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bloomin onion and quinoa. i am already over quinoa. i need more spices and flavours other than firey spicy stuff.

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tasty stuff though. bought new fancy mustard. xx hot. not even that hot. delicious secret base of many many things i’ve concocted.

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not supposed to have vinegar. whups.

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i am over the no booze thing already. what i’ve gleaned is, caffeine is my trouble area holy monster madness without it.

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i need to do my makeup right when i go to brennen demelo cos he blows my bangs out all like that and then it’s major under eye bags showcase especially on day one of a cleanse. i’m sorry i am being so irritating right now i can’t help it just come back in two weeks.

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brennen is going away for a bit but when he gets back will be doing blow-dry boot camps again (on sundays) which i will definitely be attending, teacher’s pet much ha. anyway chatelaine wrote about them even i asked how that happened and he said he just wrote to the editor. that blew my mind, that’s how i used to do it way back when, emailing everyone i could think of at magazines, pitching myself and my writing. i have to go back to emailing people cold-call style, it’s simple really. takes a bit of pizazz though.

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brought my own tea.

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hi shawna! ever so cute as always.

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i don’t remember the orig name of this cat and i feel like a nerd when i call her by the one i gave it. i think maybe we’ll call her the barfer and the other one the sneezer.

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my cajun rosemary chicken who even remembers the f what else blend. was delicious. naturally.

i make crazy eyes in this one right off the bat.

as you were.