oh to live on sugar mountain

things got a bit pin-up. practise. my legs made me feel like a giraffe. i was like, hip length to short guy’s heads, more like my knees were at their heads when they were lounging down so then i had to do a slow gallop trot and dive into my lounge chair. appearing on a patio is brutal i wish we could be teleported. there is NO cool arrival, everyone is laced with insecurity and panic I LOVE IT! your turn at the gates is penance for the shameless people watching. people are my bread and butter.

so addicted to tiki now. am deluding self from reality that live in siberian climate for 8 months of the year. in the words of diane keaton SOMETHING’S GOTTA GIVE!

i minimized our hang time here cos i was getting comatose. great scene, great roof, great action to watch. drunk dudes going up to clusters of boring mean girls and striking out while you’re lying on a couch with palm trees everywhere. lois and mum need to be taken here.

iphone pics are terrible, you suck! my blackberry ones are better. bberries are to pc what iphones are to mac, yes?

poseur practise on a low couch, v good for photos if done right, anything too high or too low is better for you. reg level couch does horrible things to your thighs. haha it sounds like i can make up any old shit about photography. IT’S WISE TO HOLD A BANANA WHEN STANDING IN FRONT OF A BLUE BACKDROP.

the food was not the best unfortch but that’s only cos i have super duper high standards and am a bitch about cuisine. you can’t just stop at the steak when the entree is so pricey. the quinoa was COLD and bland, zero flavour and the salad was a joke. be better.

we had a fun time. i didn’t feel like drinking though but i’m going away again so got to get the hangs in when ya can. today is packed, i am behind schedule and my shit is all over the house in boxes the inside of my brains right now looks like peewee’s playhouse i mean fuck that, the inside of this hosue IS peewee’s playhouse. my junk was piled down by the door and this beta yuppie couple was like huh??? at it (not v bright) and i go yeah i am moving in now. officially. meanwhile it looked like a pile of arts and crafts supplies, a milk crate of cds, total dorm room styles with garbage bags piled AHAHAHAHHAHHAAhAHHAH awesome. skid is in the hood!

and then as we were bbqing a girl had to walk through the house to climb our roof to get into the place she and her boyfriend were housesitting, they lost keys, didn’t want to be mortified to call the whoever owns the place so subjects gf to humiliation by begging to walk through ours to get to the roof. she’s like oh you’re moving in? teacher goes no, my gf is and i just so happen to ACCIDENTALLY look up from my tandoori chicken wings box dismantling recycle phase one of and we make eye contact which makes her feel obliged to be SUPER NICE TO ME out of respect for queen bee household territory which forced me to play it cooool despite in my head being a hive of moving aggression mania sure fine climb a roof we’re blasting tunes what’s next a gorilla? in short, the crazy caribana moving weekend was overwhelming but i am relieved the move is finished now i have to avoid the boxes everywhere with my eyes cos i have no time to unpack.

cos i’m too busy doing this!

and that!

can’t wait to get my nails on you.

got these for teach during nxne. so white. matched my shorts.

see how my photo is loads better?

maybe it’s cos i didn’t have an appetite after eating at cafe taste with melodie and then yogurt before that but the jerk wings had a flavour that i did not dig. they weren’t horrible but i have ostentatious jerk standards.

raymbo vision. virtual reality raymbo vision. speaking of that, before kurt bit the dust, in the book come as you are his vision of the pre-internet future was virtual reality machines and at parties people would put them on or interact with them and that will be the dawn of the new digital technology era. i imagine he was largely out of touch with internet at the time, probably said this around 1992 maybe sooner? i tried to imagine that and it’s pretty retarded if you ask me i think i watched a CBC doc about the internet and future made in the 90’s and it’s the same thing kurt cobain (albeit wholly inaccurate) predicted and it is hilarious and cringeworthy.

teacher has lost a lot of weight since he met me and it’s making me look bad. one chick, the chick, who was throwing me under the bus made a comment about it so now i am like you must eat every hour and no exercise either. he said he’s going to eat smart food and ice cream while i’m gone. he seriously looks like a pencil.

and what with the slutty way i dress now we’re like a eurotrash couple prancing the streets. eurotrashed. one time teacher got so loaded on absinthe in vienna on a school trip they had to walk him down the street and he was yelling at everyone, to people in a window YOU MAY HAVE THE WINDOW BUT WE HAVE THE STREET. i’ll save the black out sleepwalk pissing story from our last night in thunder bay for another day lolz.

and i forgot to give her my keys after all that. knew it. sitting there i’m like i should give her the keys right now before i forget. i’ll drop them off when i get my bike.

love cafe taste parkdale needs a spot like this, and so they do.

not a marlborough wine but made in the region (new zealand), good enough for me and it’s jeremy’s fave, or one of, i didn’t have the attention span last night to listen to anything about anything.

bruschetta special. goat cheese beneath. yesterday was the day of dairy for me. i had yogurt for dinner. that post is next. it’s late cos colleague didn’t lighten the pics and that is not good enough for me. but he’s making good on collecting a new nella bella bag for me for my san diego blogher convention trip (i fly tomorrow)(staying at the hard rock!) hope i get this one! ps. erica ehm is on my flight!!! i have a hair appt at Brennen Demelo at 4.

v nice fem dress. lovely girl date.

i love patio privacy. people arrived as we were settling up. it’s nice to eavesdrop in and out of their conversations. see how ADD i am i notice EVERYTHING. it’s why i’m fucking insane.

forget what that cheese is, but it’s the stinkiest, afterward we had the metis and the bread is flax honey something this cheese is delicious and my fingers smelled like lesbian for the rest of the night.

see mum i did NOT give away your stupid zara shades. you should have reminded me that one pair was caramel which will fully match my new bag if it’s the one i get. i have always been into nude cos it gets you a lot of attention (double takes makes you look newd, duh), is cosmetic and not so common.

what’s up queen and duffs.

haven’t worn these shorts in awhile. i like the dryer fresh. kinda starched. fairy godmother got me a pair of UO short shorts i haven’t seen yet, new season shorts. i am going to ogle the website to see if i can narrow down which pair she bought based on her description. fashion sleuth.

LOLOLLLLLZ.

teach and i had a fun sloppy shoot with these when i got home. those shots are on mystery camera so stay tuned, until then, get tuned on sundance wines! ha. nice summer wine. pink lemonade flavour and strawberry kiwi. some chicks like lots of sugar so, this will def satiate that.

wore my swarovski hearts.

proper whiskey set-up: neat, single cube, distilled water. now you decide the rest. had a sip of neat, then dunked my cube and threw back my hippie water then let the cube melt a bit while we had a chat. how many irishmen’s hearts can i break when i visit rhonda?

brb!