this tattoo zine called motel bazooka that’s distributed in ottawa and quebec published my how to be a small town slut article and i received it in the mail a couple days ago and i was thinking to take it around to all the bars and show it drunk blind people but then i just noticed i’ve been using it as a coaster for my beer and whoops so much for that.
ok so we watched survivor like it is the newest thing i told everbody all of my opinions about all of the commercials and told them to shhhh when i knew something funny was going to happen and we mostly only laughed at the commercials with cats and dogs doing cats and dogs type things that only your grandma is amused by and so we all collectively laughed and i bit my tongue and held back announcing the “we are old/lame” speech for finding humour in dogfood commercials.
i just referred to my cat as my “little cup of sunshine” so there you go.
