Ha sweet and classy that’s me!

Much more was eaten this day, this entire long weekend oh god please no more eating all we can do is eat here and be horizontal for hours on end watching tv I think I lost all muscle definition and toning from my arms which my mother was kind to repeat numerous times about her stupid trainer wanting to sculpt me. RUDE. Go sculpt your own damn self. Hmm I guess I am premenstrual ha ha. I am just tired of people’s shit, everyone’s. Hi it’s me over here being tired, you got shit? Well then I am tired of it straighten up and fly right asshole. I will be sure to launch a lawn chair before I leave. You’re welcome. Should we film it?

And please like there are lawn chairs here, we have real chairs not made from lawns.

I think the reason people eat more out here or city people do is because of boredom and NO I am not saying I was bored here I mean, Rebecca (take a drink) says all she’s done at her grandparents is eat and eat again once she was finished. More cheese? Hey, is it time to eat again yet? I made every single thing that I could from the fridge. Bacon and eggs at dinner you bet! I think it is the timing of my hormones and stuff and also I don’t know why I just feel fatter in the suburbs and when we drive home somewhere on the QEW we pass through a slim down force field. You feel more isolated from friends and shit so each handful of chips is a handshake from your friends and you just keep going for it until you have to open another bag or go to the store and buy more bags of chips and popcorn for all the tv you are going to watch. Necessity! You can’t take a spin out the door around the block to have a beer (well you could but you won’t) so then you start to cut some cheese instead and get the crackers out hey guys I made a plate of cheese and crackers want some? Everybody always wants some. Then, while we are eating that I get the idea to dismantle the rotisserie chicken and make sandwiches! and that is the story of gaining five suburban pounds no problem. Maybe if there were some exercising to balance out all the gorging but there isn’t of course! I am dying to do my free weights and go for a run when I get back I hope I don’t have a bacon heart attack.

Zit is in the scrabble dictionary by the way. That’s 50 points. By the way.

So what’s going on tonight, nothing probably. Maybe a mini bender? It’s the official weekender boohoo back to reality tomorrow not that this guy ever actually has to go back. But I have band practice! And I have to go shopping and exchange my dress at Holt, I am thinking I’ll get a dress or a nice cardigan, I don’t know. Maybe some awesome shorts. Hi, where are the awesome shorts? Jajaja. Til next time. Oh right, Happy Easter.

Now that’s some french fires for ya!

Holy moly my niece is growing up! Sob. So proud so, so, time is going so fast. This is her grade 8 grad dress. She looks more adult than me. My dad measures her every time she visits and now she’s two inches taller since Christmas, 5’2 and three quarters (or so she says I’ll go check) and I’m 5’9ish so I will enjoy my height lead while I have it. She’s back to teeny her bopper outfit now phew.

It’s my bro’s 31 birthday in three days O_O! I am still the baby jajaja!

Welcome to the weekend! No, you’re welcome.

Woah narcolepsy much! Well, it was late-ish (for suburbia so like 9 o’clock) and we went out for more snacks and to rent a movie.

There much better. I like the Celina Kyle eyebrow shadow effect from the glasses no wait that’s my french heritage shit guy! Also how do you like Rebecca and I’s two piece band name FRENCH FIRES. Inspired by french fries. And then someone goes would you like french fires with that? I am always play writing at night in bed aligning all my stupid thoughts like ducks in a row.

Zit is slang REBECCA WAKE UP so you should not have won that game that I kept trying to throw to end it.

I brought crazy wigs and fire crackers.

Thundercat hair. Raaaaaaaw.

Slutty vintage choker.

Nice shiny face. I can’t wait to bake my face off.

Oh hi, what are you guys talking about?

How many looks does it take to get to the center of the tootsie blog?

MALL CRAWL BYE BYE!

On Tuesdays our local taco dealers are closed, boohoohoo so we went for burgers, I was stir cray, weekend birthday bender hungover emotionally and needed girl time to go over the events of the weekend.

I got hit on by a dude at the corner waiting for the bus in a bizarre fashion even though he was not my type and kind of seemed looney tunes, I was flattered. A few more times men whispered under their breaths at me WOW You are really pretty, right? Rebecca was there so ask her I think it was the sunshine and the blond hair and my Sam Kinison hat or maybe I am gorgey and I just don’t know it because I am so utterly depressed.

I’m going to get the full Burlington experience this weekend and that means TANNING SALON then I will look more vibrant instead of Madame Tussauds come to life.

If I had a store how much stupid crap would it be filled up with ahhh. Should I make an etsy store? Is that only for things people make? Like my online garage sale shit i don’t want no more. That’s your easter present, rifling through that garbage. Literally jajaja! Wish I had VS pink thong now I wear so many thongs now I am the thong song!

J’adore this hot knives painting. I pretend they’re at the cottage.

Rebecca has finally turned in to a potato but because I am such a good friend I refrained from having her sliced into fries. I use the word slice a lot. Anyway rebecca nooo come back.

Okay thank you. Look that’s me payin’ for shit because I am a gentleman. If you look closer you can see a picture of Duncs in my wallet.

I always forget the guy’s name but the Stampede owner dude always asks if I have minx nails done and finally I had my minx’s on!

Once we started eating we became happy hyper spazzes but then we also had a rum chocolate milkshake too so err, what look over there! We made up funny shit about everyone who passed and sang the Miss Almira Gulch bicycle theme song from the Wizard of Oz anytime anyone on bike rode passed we sounded like a circus music sped up when multiples of people rode by at once, we were pretty loud and jovial. Sean says the Yay Cray club is a youtube channel all on its own. True say!

I can’t get over how chalky I am, I cannot wait to get colour. I’ll go sit in the sun after this.

Reborn.

More lint brush. I told my bro I wanted an ikea gift card for a present so I can buy plants and pretty stuff for the roof. SWOON. New lounge cushions!

Rebecca said give me my burger back when I took MY burger from the tray. She’s allergic to wheat so hers came in that salad which is a bunless burger in a box. Who ordered the salad? Turned into you don’t make friends with salad! She got hives later on anyway so maybe it was the fries. I have never been so amazed by someone who just eats potatoes all the time and is not at all afraid of carbs it’s insulting to me almost hahah. I mean yeah I eat garbage a lot, worser things than french fries but on a regular day, going out for a thing of fries? That’s just not done for skinny girls with food issue probz or I mean, I think people who are not conscious of the unhealthy things they’re eating are actually aware but are choosing to just chow down anyway. For example, in high school eating cafeteria food like crack addicts, I got chubbier. There’s an area of margin for eating crap and eating crap TONS. Just know when to stop. Which is why Rebecca’s potato extremities are so fascinating and beguiling to me that, or I need to get a life.

So, no more bison for forever? But your place is called stampede guy! jajaja. That’s like Raymi the Nun and now what will I do with that minx tatoo? Cool! Shoulda thought one through bro! Just kidding. If I ever got over the minx thing I’d just be like “and this tattoo is from when I was doing this shit for a period of my life.” Plus how many of y’all got dolphins and rings of fire blazing in a circle around your belly buttons baha.

Hanging on to the Union Jacks for my nana and papa and dad but bit by bit, remove a few ska ones and then paint in green or purple pastels (for easter!) pretty craymi.

This beef burger actually gave me a buzz. We sang yeah yeah, yeah yeah and chattered like hens with the sun beating down through the window and crush f*ck entertainment and post work peeps and weirdos in cars.

By the end of my burger I am eating it like a raccoon, tearing off bread and licking condiments off it discarded scraps of bun and napkins and shit all over the place but bech BEGINS hers that way.

I never thought to get black earrings, looks neat with blond hair.

Ps. Rebecca with hair down is shocking. I said it was like Jessica Tandy naked what am I looking at here? My mom says that when girls constantly (exclusively) wear their hair up it means they don’t like their hair. Dude it looks good wear it down and I will wear mine up and we can always keep people guessing!

Cool. Not.

She beat me in scrabble because the boys came over and would not shut the fuck up!

Leftovers from this jam the next night. Free is awesome. Hey come out it’s on me!

Look at that big beautiful nose driving that face around!

I looked pretty young that night. It’s cos I pulled my hair back.

Zoolanders.

Woah. Babe!

Woah chill smile time station.

Whoops hi!

I look androgynous. Androjealous?

I was feeling Violet.

I love you like a love song baby bye! See you in the shower.

Ready for the weekend? Good Friday hurrah!

Oh blog life lol. Nice pix casie!

That’s it I am ordering a pizza.

Here is your video of the day. I have smooth moves.

I’ll come up with retarded captions for these wiener shots in a bit. Rebecca went to Parts and Labour and got her period so, you know, we made fun of that a lot.

Keep your eyeballs on this spot for more photos and review of the Parts and Labour catering launch party, great times, tacos, noodles, burgers, booze, and booze. Oh yeah. My blue heart pasties will be making the news too! Baller.

lawls.

No regrets!

I started out the night like this.

I hid a bottle of wine behind my back like that.

I wore them all day.

The noodles were fab. I lined up twice. I ate a chicken wing in line while waiting for my second round then I had a bit of a burger and a taco. It is killing me to think about food right now wow what a whiner. If I wasn’t a whiner I wouldn’t be a very good blogger now would I? Exactly.