Will it make it til next weekend??

DAD IT’S FOR YOU! GREEK THEME BIRTHDAY WEEKEND!

Just kidding it’s just an horderve. I stopped myself at the spanakopita rolls. We can get Agabi again like last weekend and then for everyone’s after dinner enjoyment I’ll slip into a food coma. Psyched!

This picture makes me want to watch Santa Claus I want to live at the North Pole. I am so goony for Christmas this year!

This was my date machine dress. Teacher loves me in it. I kept the date machine detail out when he had stars in his eyes while staring at me hehheh. Melodie made up a song about me in her new band called Date Machine. For pretend. I find that just making a joke rather than following through is a lot more fun and less work. You can read more about my lazy/productive work ethics in my guide to life. Coming out in 2019.

I need new and more shirts. Fashion labels hook it up I want to be a model for threadless or some shit.

Ha creepy cray cray. We were a scene. Always are.

Which nail polish hmmm. This clock stresses me out when I’m working on deadline it’s like time goes faster the bigger it is! I am still drinking coffee with a straw.

I like the design here. Tiny space and made it shine.

I want my own little dog.

Fucking with Bean while Renita does some tattoo finishing touches.

I was sure to hang up my wool vest cos last time Ren did my tattoo (it’s in my archives you can go see) her dog ate up my hat.

Exactly.

Adorable shoes.

Has two black cats too, like the Matrix albino twin dorks and their dreadlocks. Barf.

Teacher has a student at school who is in love with him. She has asked about his eyes as her latest crush question of the day this past week and the other kids teased her when she asked in class what kind of car he drove, “stuuuuuh-alker!” HAHAHHA. Then a few Fridays ago when I was too hungover to meet them at St. Lawrence market on a field trip (so was Teacher ok but he HAD to go, whereas I didn’t and that’s the beauty of blogging) the following Monday they were asking if he was heartbroken and crying over my not joining them (kids, we live together we get our fill, trust me) and little miss crush goes, “I would’ve come.” (oh no you didn’t!) when he defended me by illustrating the choice between couch and warm comfort over freezing cold across town and 30 teenagers. I really wanted to go and get drunk off all that adolescent attention but in the end blogging in my little bubble won out but now naturally I am obsessed with hearing about this girl and when I get a moment I’ll find her on Facebook. Ooh exciting I can’t wait for prom, Teacher better play his cards right and get on committee or whatever happens on tv, except in real life.

AW I want a gremlin for a dog too! She also looks like a gargoyle.

Carry on.