building a party

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part of my gift to my brother will be this circus room (the kitchen is also decked out) but specifically, all the shit that went down whilst trying to put it all up. oh fucking christ my dad and i reached new levels of arguing. we took a drink break after each streamer was strung. we had fun of course, but ribbing and squacking is part of it. that’s how families do right.

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here he is telling my vision TO me. the one i originally had when buying the decorations. alone. while he waited for the balloons. that i had to tell him to go take a walk in the parking lot for and i’d take care of, myself.

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i came out to him chilling on a pizza slice. good. i had already started feeling bitchy guilt. this is a good picture because it represents how god-like he became and at one point he was sitting down telling me to twirl or lower the crepe paper before taping and i was like OK STALIN! he’s all who? you know, the russian dictator? he laughed and got it.

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every time he told me to twirl it i’d call him a fag. shawn will especially like that part.

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aid arrived before we murdered one another.

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we took another drink break.

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and annihilated some of the party food for tomorrow, which is today. dad had to go out and replenish our supplies. he and teacher got right ripped last night.

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i am turning into a party nazi mom. there were tons of those broads at the party store holy crap is it EVERYONE’S birthday today? all these 80 year olds too. guess what, i found out there are a lot of 80 year olds in burlington (the third best place to live in canada, second being BC, first, ottawa. based on low crime, employment, affordability, healthcare bla bla) thanks to the party store and the fleet of pre-ordered 80s stamped on balloons.

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i figured there’ll be lots of photo taking today so why not push it to next level, level? the brown ears are chocolate scented. those are for shawn but i am keeping them. they can be re-used cos they’re actual animal colour, i am set on it in a bizarrely stubborn way. they also smell like chocolate. case closed. i have a big fluffy pink pair of bunny ears in the tickle trunk already.

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teacher just went out for a smoke (i DESPISE smoking btw) and said two joggers waved at him. i’m like woah we’re pretty rural out here then eh?

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i am bloated like mental right now, this month’s cycle has been crizzazzy. henceforth yesterday was a bloaty day in the raymbohood.

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it’s true. all true. i’m going to drive the point of how much my brother sucks home today like no other. you know when you make an accidentally spot on joke hitting someone’s weakness perfectly by mistake and they reveal it, then you have power over them for the rest of the day? kind of like that? or when i made that ten dollar joke about calling the bar for my missing ten dollar bill, the more april laughed the more i could reinforce that funny and make it funnier. ok i just woke up so i don’t know if anything i am saying right now is actually happening, much less funny. i like the white tips of these ears.

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that bubble balloon is the best.

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so matchy. i didn’t want it to look like a st. patricks day party or a baby shower for a boy also, blue and green should never be seen unless it’s in a washing machine. i tell you, i am martha f–ing stewart.

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i need fake tits. then i can make all the playboy bunny jokes forevs.

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i ploughed through these chocolates yesterday. not all of them but i am staying away from the rest today because i have an eating problem. an everything problem. problems. probs. probably. 99 problems but a chocolate ain’t one. not today at least. these are those supermarket metro chocolates, cheap and delicious and better thanevery. they’re filled with fudge. also a peanut version. YUM.

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ok back to work.

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load bearing tape. lots of tape. we had fights and debates about the tape. oh you betcha. i almost stuffed a rabbit ears in teacher’s eye socket.

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here we went retro popcorn ceiling capture vision.

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st. andrew green cross.

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which isle would that represent?

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wanted to get me socks in the mirror. don’t you hate when people type british or aussie or whatever and they have zero fucking accents but still relentlessly feel the need to drive the point home they went to new zealand for a month?

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ooh that’s a good one. feels a lot fuller when you’re in the space. this is before i added blue ribbons.

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then teacher got a taste of abuse we barked at him simultaneously as he tried to tape this one simple crepe ending. it is so easy to conduct from your ass in a chair and hyperly-fucking irritating to be the one taping the thing up. you don’t have eyes when you’re up there but chair ass thinks they’re GOD now. there’s absolutely no solution for it. husbands and wives for years will suffer this picture hanging hell. my dad actually had to ask me how he could tell me the crepe paper was too high without me blowing up at him and i was like i dunno DON’T then! yeah it was psychotic. it should have been filmed.

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oh hey budday. rocky (the cat) has been a little on edge but more or less coping fine by stella’s companionship.

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time for another break and a costume change.

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i wonder if my mother is bringing those three other bags of clothes for me today?

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added more shit to the room, the dangling 30 mobiles. which also got heated of where to place them. oh man next time i am hiring blog slaves who don’t give me any back talk and will just take orders.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAKASCONNIE! see you later!

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just getting them all in before my mom takes over. FIRST!

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yesterday was beautiful.

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dad got duped by jehovas. ha burn.

kay gotta make my h’ourderves now.