i am so turned on. people are staring at my website. i made funny comments to all the posts in the guestbook, if u posted one, u should go look. u mite even start to feel special. i am going to put blond streaks in my hair now. i might eat some candy too.

me doing what i do all the time. i like machines. beep.

this is jetfuel in Toronto. i tried to find myself a boyfriend or girlfriend here, every goddamn day for 6 months. and nothing. no one talked to me. it sucked. then i realized that lesbians and fags go there – lesbians hate girls who like dicks (me). fags hate people with vaginas (also me).

i think i was the last girl to develop tits in skool. what made matters worse was my best friend rena had the biggest boobs. our seating arrangement consisted of four desks in grade 5, rena, me, steve and jonathan. one day they suggested me and rena measure how much our boobs stuck out by taking a ruler and dragging it down our chest to see how far out it would protrude as it went past our chests. welp, rena’s boinked out quite a bit and mine wouldn’t at all. i felt like a big flat loser. i use to walk with my ribcage and chest sticking out as much as possible, i was also heavily taking jazz/ballet classes so i think that factored some flatness and hyper-extended backness. well, rena is now at least 50 pounds overweight, has a moustache and smells like stinky chinese cooking all the time whereas i am skinny and hot and everyone loves me and my boobs will never ever sag.

i look like a sprocket.

i am a sprocket

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I was a little girl hump monster

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the spark says i am this slutty. 92 per cent of the world is less slutty than me.

sometimes i fuckin’ hate kids. these two little boys were throwing rocks and acorns at the windows of this old people apartment building and also throwing rocks n acorns at passing cars. I was walking towards them with my laundry slung over my shoulder like santa claus, then i started telling them off like a crazy lady. i hadn’t showered, brushed my teeth or hair. i was all, “what the hell are you doing?! that’s effin’ dangerous you know. People live in there. you better stop that.” one kid muttered something under his breath, i turned around and said, “what did u say?” and he was like, “nothing.” they waited til i was half a block away before they started cussing and yelling at me. I felt like a mean old hag.

ah well.

i think i would like to have sex with astroboy. no, i don’t think. i’m certain of it. i remember waking up at the crack of dawn in the 80’s, astroboy only came on at like 6 am. my hair and face would be all fucked-up from sleep and i would be sitting 2 feet away from the screen with the volume blared. maybe that’s why my hearing is a little screwy. then i’d eat like 3 bowls of trix and completely spaz around the livingroom.

those were the days

Porno or Pony?

i had to sit through hours and hours of a red sox game in massachusetts – my eyes turned chinese from that and all the pot. it was an 18 inning long game. plus everyone was blabbing about how great baseball is.