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me: man it would be so easy to steal a little kid
Phil: wtf
me: there’s a bunch of stupid ones just clinging to the fence
Phil: dont even type that
me: unsupervised
im making a joke
like i would ever do that
Phil: i know
me: i hate kids
Phil: me too
me: i just closed the door to drown out their noises
Phil: or cut off the smell
me: there’s one that looks like noel and he’s picking his nose right now staring at the condo
Phil: flip him off
me: dressed like a mini skater, albino white hair, kinda like my dad
anyway i just noticed how easy it is and i wonder if any kids have been stolen before cos there’s that opening at both ends of the park and the one closest to us is wide open no teachers near it and it is making me nervous for the kids
Phil: im sure they are fine
me: yeah my caring window just closed
Phil: haha caring window
me: yeah im funny
this guy from the nxne thing yesterday thought i was pretty funny cos i said i was a full time loser ie blogger and the other guy asked if you were my boyfriend
Phil: grrr
me: and i almost went into a tirade of do i look like someone who would be single
Phil: haha
me: do i appear to be someone who is emotionally balanced enough to not be co-dependent?
thanks
but i figured they were tired of me by that point
Phil: haha
me: just wait til they start reading my blog
MAY 2006 ARCHIVES!!
you are entering a world of pain compliments of me.
wychwood park with lise.
nol stole a clock.
chat fight with kali.
small towns forevs.
x-men 3 BLEW!
book excerpt that will be published sometime next century.
last year’s victoria day pictures.
my first time at the boat.
re: my and fil’s uh hugging.
jpod opinion.
honey honey, feist
i have so many cramps right now it feels like my period was just yesterday, maybe cos last nite was sober nite my insides are screaming for booze. last nite was the first sober nite i think since my dad entered hospital. yeah.
i was really cunty on the way to the theatre all day long i hadn’t eaten so i was ragelor snapping thinking about food only and i said fuck it i’m caving and having mcdonald’s for dinner i don’t care but then fil convinced me to have a veggie dog which tasted like bland playdoh (looks like it too) and i had to smother it in condiments.
i was pissed off cos my mind had already been made up it had been established that my body was to receive delicious sugar grease and it accepted the fact that an hour later it would crash but no problem cos by then i would be knee-deep in popcorn and coke, anyway, i gave half my veggie dog to fil and forgot about it, until we got to varsity and they are doing construction on the escalators and i said oh great now i have to walk up some stairs to which fil found hilarious.
holy pre-menstrual mental illness.
if you haven’t caught on by now you can just skip this post it is going nowhere.
we sat in the vip room to watch the movie, we do that a lot, people tend to pass up those rooms thinking you need to be part of a club or have millions of dollars, who knows, it’s saved our asses many a time BONUS there are way less people to be annoyed by.
what else can i complain about oh uh?
we are going to this nxne thing tonite it’s a panel-thing with free beer and then we are seeing the kooks.
but i have to get ready to go now. maybe i will forgo showering today so that i can write on my blog more.
priorities, straight.
we just saw spiderman 3 it is fine ignore all the bad reviews it’s exactly what you would imagine it to be, only high-expectation single fat nerds were all poo-pooing it, it wasn’t magnificent or anything but yeah, passable.
AND i am total crazy pre-menstrual right now and i was not at all annoyed by it, sure i rolled my eyes a few times but mostly, no biggie, everyone can just shut up.
in other important news i just read the words CHICKEN AND BISCUITS and i am all travelocity.com right now booking a flight into la guardia and cabbing to church’s chicken stat, jamie i’ll be there in three hours.
speaking of munchies, queen’s park is still trashed from the little weed rally this past weekend, way to go “environmentally friendly” piece of shit waste of space hippies.
i dunno about you but when i get high, i do not like to mingle with annoying fuckfaces from sudbury and stand around in a park that is surrounded by cars whizzing by mega-fast, i would much rather LEAVE the city and stand near a lake and talk shit about annoying fuckfaces from sudbury hanging out in a park in the city.
just throwing that one out there.
oh yeah i bought the marie antoinette soundtrack, it’s good.
orillian bathroom messages
yeah, those pesky garden tools get me all steamed too.
ok, but how many teeth does he have?
um, this looks about equal to my kindergarden penmanship, sad? scary? either a little kid did it and was partying at this dive bar, or an adult with the mentality of an 8 year old was partying at this dive bar. which is worse?
yep.
about as eloquent and grammatically correct as the anonymous cow who stalks my blog and leaves nasty comments daily.
BARFULAR! why is the only metaphor for stepping out you can think of, baby-related? oh cos you have 5 of them at home and you’re out partying on a monday.
young folks, live
peter bjorn and john
my battery was dying so no these are not drunk fuck-up shots, arty pretentious or anything like that, i am not that cool.
first act, i do not know the name of, girl in glasses, requisite band weirdo, pretty fucking good, i will find out who they are.
totally extreme fauxhawk paired with totally extreme skull/wing graphic, pfft.
ideas man, i got ‘em.
pervarazzi dad
+++
meet these party blocks
my grandpa had left over wood so he cut some pieces for my brother and i to build towers and whatever with, we drew on some.
A+ for the eyelashes and clever pupil placement.
i have always been a fan of red, hearts and lips, kinda sexy. i’ve always been pretty slutty i guess, haha slutty 4 year olds.
wow, what a fucking genius, this is a social commentary piece on existentialism in the workplace, yep.
yes, asshole kids from the start, we were basically the poster children for abortions.
way to draw blond hair over black. F.
i think i started to draw the world then got bored and had some ruffles and gingerale. that is a balloon beside it? i dunno, my intelligence was way off the charts, it is probably a portrait of the apocalypse.
oh now i have black hair and i am running away from home and that flower is following me and i am smiling.
+++
i am craving some bi bim bop HARD. maybe we will have some tonite. i will get it w/o rice this time. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
you can determine my cycle by the amount of food pictures i post on my blog.
++++
me: remember the time we ordered a pizza from pizza pizza and it had nacho cheese on it and doritos and other mexican shit
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Neil: durr.. i dream about the Mexican Fiesta Pizza to this day
me: what else was on that pizza
mmmmmm look
oh jesus now i’ve done it
Neil: man, surprised i cant find mention of it online
me: cos it was a one time thing
Neil: but i believe it was ground beef and crumbled bacon with olives, peppers, onions, some spicy sauce and, of course, dorritos
i remember trying to order it long after the promo ended
and they kinda laughed at me
in my head, i was all “you had it all and you blew it!”
me: yeah i remember we were baked and i called pizza pizza and the lady was like do you want to try the mexican fiesta
UM
HELL YEAH
your mind was blown
when i listed the toppings
