Tell your brother to be good Tell your sister not to go Tell your mother not to wait Tell your father I was good

hey buddies

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giving yourself two days in the city to get everything done before you piss off again is kind of the stupidest thing ever. also try doing that sick and hostessing your out of towner buddy. guess what happens you have a shot and a bit of weed and then nothing seems important anymore but then you have to get it all done anyway on the third day before you leave the city again, overwhelmed to the max feeling the deadline stress and mighty hung. that day would be today.

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shannon was on the scene yesterday. definitely one of my new personal heroes that woman. not just because she gives me vip treatment, that’s awesome, but cos she’s so fiercely independent and successful and smart as shit. real. a real person. that’s her little black vest. vests are so nice they make you look like you made so much more effort. they’re like necklaces for arms.

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i have all these great new products from redd now too by unite they’re exclusive and 100% green and perfect for platinum hair. i’ll make a raymi demo video using all the stuff. shannon said in my photos when i feel awkward you can tell and that i look way better when i just own it and vamp. it’s hot. confidence is hot. hotter. deal done did doing that from now on always.

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these will have to wait for another day when i feel like going straight cos they’re synthetic and you can’t curl so we put purple extensions in this time, real hair ones. i have an entire drawer of hair extensions now. i just bought a curling iron from shoppers. the exact one i bought before that is likely somewhere in this house in my jumble of still haven’t unpacked yet stuff.

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monroe’s tooth diamond she’s had for three years. she went to some convention and they had a booth called the tooth fairy. they clean your tooth and glue it on. ghetto fabulous.

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i haven’t worked out since, thursday? maybe i should do some sit ups. meh we’ll see if i have any time. i am going to burlington later, family niiiite! then a memorial service for my grandfolks tomorrow early. then i go away to my writing retreat. i am feeling a little stressed right now to be honest and still totally sick i just can’t kick this thing and i’m doing absolutely nothing right to make it go away. i have to pack for like a week and i have to blog. yes. i have to blog. it’s hard to get in the headspace for blogging when you have to do it. i want to do it. it’s weird giving yourself deadlines. also no one really takes it seriously they think you can just do it whenever you want it’s not very important. like, if i don’t do it now then it will never get done. i’m also going through email (business) and planning future posts, trying to organize a schedule for rob to blog here while i’m gone. my brain is constantly going which is why i sound like mania when i speak. i guess i am a neurotic perfectionist about blogging and that’s why i’ve been able to do it for ten years. is this even perfect? fuck no. not the point.

wanna see how retardedly tanned i am now?

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for once in my life my face is darker than my makeup. don’t make fun of me. in my next foodie post you’ll see how ridiculous my face is, the tan poking through my makeup i put on in an attempt to tone it down.

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my boyfriend is sleeping with clean laundry. my room got hit by a tornado again.

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it’s nice to be the most tanned ever now that summer is over. makes total sense.

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see my stupid cowlick. my salon is mad at me it makes their job a lot harder.

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nice blemishes. i don’t even care about unflattering pictures of myself anymore i just took a tour through my archives, some of my baddies of today are way better than what i thought were goodies of yesterday. i am open mouth breathing here, nose completely clogged.

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this one’s a winner. i look like i actually care about you.

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what colour would you say my eyes are? woah check my tinted eyebrows. this is growing out from last time. when i put the purple toner conditioner on them i can make them brassier/lighter and they blend into my face more. i don’t like them too light. too dark though and i look like groucho marx thanks to the platinum.

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i look like a dude stoner. this is the face dykes dig. i’m sorry but i know it. who was i talking to about my “game”? must have been rob. i was talking about how i sit in a room, at a bar, wherever, and i know i’m being watched or checked out by another table. say we’re all gonna be there awhile. things can get entertaining, well, they will be as i surround myself with colourful people, we make a scene, whatever. fuck should i tell my game secrets here? maybe another day in a dedicated post to the pursuit of pussy.