the cat thinks he owns fil and two nites ago during trying to sleep time the cat fell into the paper shopping bag on my side of the bed and it made that crinkly paper bag sound and it made me laugh inside my head even though we were suppose to be grumpy because it was 6 in the morning and that dang eavesdrop thing was clanging against the wall of the building so fil couldn’t take it anymore so he got a bunch of birthday ribbons and tied them together and went outside and tied the thing to the wall somehow and then by 9 in the morning i was finally falling asleep buuut the landlord schmucks show up and were making all this noise in the alley and shovelling up debris and ice and tore the whole thing off the building so now it’s not there anymore and i guess once it ice rains inevitably it will pour right into fil’s bedroom onto my face and i will like that a lot.
tomorrow i am going to a lesbo wedding with jamie and aimee if she remembers that she wants to go with me and we are all going to wear garbage bags.
chokey said i was the guilty pleasure blog of the year. i am at the bottom after tony and the ward. the ward use to majorly s-talk me and me back to them and now we act like the other website doesn’t exist.
she totally stole my chair that was speaking to me about egyptian things and my purse was still in it! um hello, were you raised by mentally retarded rude-ass parents or something? i whispered at jamie that THAT girl stole my spot while i was taking your picture and in doing so she walked in front of my camera while i was taking your picture.
GUH!
so all day long me fil jamie were walking around looking for kids to give the finger to and take pictures of it all.
we whizzed thru the whole museum because everything was boooooooooring and the same crap that was there when i went in grade 2 except there was a new pearl exhibit with every single old person in canada there reading all the words in slow motion. fil found this pearl circumcision knife and we crowded around it like ten year olds making this big fuss and making everyone else wonder what we were looking at so they came over and saw and thought we were big pervy morons, which we were/are.
fil: “it looks like a letter opener.”
in the dinosaur part there was this couple on a date or something and the guy was trying to say everything he learned off a dinosaur cd ROM the nite before to her all at once and she is like thinking dude shut up lets just fuck already. the guy was talking to the entire exhibit basically. then fil pushed me over near them to maybe distract the guy from talking for a little bit but nooooooooooo blabbermouth keeps firing away and inevitably his lameness rubbed off on the girl and she started saying oh imagine if there were little horses like THAT running around today!?
um excuse me i say that to myself in my head everytime i am watching the discovery channel special on computer-animated dinosaurs, stop stealing!
jamie said that some of the bones weren’t even real bones.
prick.
then we ate at squirly’s and then we met up with brooke and she had dangly earrings that i couldn’t stop looking at oh and i bullied jamie into taking his insulin for me and fil to see and last minute i asked if he even needed to be taking it and he said yes and it was good that i had reminded him to.
there was a tiny fat guy dancing by himself by the pool tables and he was my favorite until he was walking by us and dropped his pool cue on the floor but it was ok i guess because he was carrying two glasses of beer.
yay jamie!
oh and ps. they were playing the yeah yeah yeahs over and over and i started dancing for three seconds and exclaimed that that one particular song makes me want to smash furniture and then i apologized for screaming when i talk.
ok that’s me. what a doink. ten seconds before dying my hair platinum. well, trying to anyway. i still haven’t returned the box of dye to the drugstore because i am too embarassed but moreso i want to keep it as/for a reminder to me to dissuade all future compulsions of dying hair out of boredom. next time hopefully i will read a book.
that’s a lie.
obviously i intend on dying my hair myself a.g.a.i.n.
too bad my eyes aren’t symmetrical in that picture.
brooke and jamie are leaving in a few minutes i guess from nyc to come here! this means i get to postpone sobriety for a few more days.
i hope they bring me something american, like, a flag?
they prolly won’t though jamie will have his ipod FM transmittor that fil can gay over.
i think we’ll take jamie to the rom. it’s his first time to the actual city of toronto. last two times he came it was boring suburbia and golden griddle. other blogoids tell me cool indie crap that i don’t know about yet that’s going on from now ’til friday.
