new/old vintage necklace. was looking for a new coat, couldn’t find what my vision was. too scattered. lack of sleep zzz.

no time to take pics of myself lately. wore this to work last nite. the end of the chain dangled in to so many disgusting things hahah. ugh losing tan.

mer would like these i think.

i had this game! played it with a babysitter once and not even halfway through a game she looked at me and said it was boring. i asked if she liked it and she said no. NICE BABYSITTER!

errr ahh…?

this spicy vietnamese sub burnt my face for real, looked like i had herpe (well, temporary red splotch whatevs) at the corner of my mouth and wiped all my makeup off.

now get a load of this blame it on the raaaaaaaymi email:

Dear Ms. White,

That is all.

so i got to throw out my first drunk it was awesome then it got not awesome because she then she climbed the bar, literally, the building, up to the upstairs patio, stood on it, began climbing down then realised she couldn’t so dangled there for awhile and fell on her ass on to the patio below. she was alright but holy fuck it’s like just leave already. what was she on speed too? nice friends by the way. the story spread throughout the entire bar it was funny hearing different perspectives of it. before being tossed she was jumping on the bar, around it, shoving everyone, confusing the attention she was getting for all that with positive attention. i was like sweetheart, time to go, now. NOW. this is the nicest we’re going to be about it then camilla comes out from behind me and steamrolls her right through the crowd hahaha.

i have the tireds. i have never seen the place so busy and did not know it got to be that busy. it’s looking to me like a regular hang place for a nice ole shit show, good to know. literally, it’s party central. single ladies read: plenty of dudes. had steak salad caviar cooked by the wonderful boss before/as closing up. very nice.

and a super old dude, gave me his card. he said something about my makeup and i was set to get fired up about it, i repeated what i thought i heard i’m wearing too much makeup? he said no your makeup looks really good. it’s fun watching beer goggles take effect, booze courage etc. great for the ego and overall entertainment. on wednesday two guys went through bottles of wine, jagers, pitchers so funny they come in all polite and normal then turn into booze vortex 2010 and one was the spitting image of eddie vedder. in a band too. we asked what their sound was and he goes, pearl jam. no shit eh so that look isn’t just coincidental?

i’m bummed i’m missing the buddcup dodgeball tournament today i’ve played in it two years in a row. i fully anticipated being out of commish today and was right.

i am stressed out of my mind right now i feel i might actually be on the cusp of a nervous breakdown. so far i’m channeling it alright but yeah, if i lose it this week i will not be at all surprised. moving stress. everything stress. STRESS!

ok back to bed.

oh poor ringo. i relate, guy.

someone asked in the comments if i knew who made the rickenbacker famous. IF i knew. puh-lease. i have so many useless beatlemania factoids tucked away in my brain there isn’t room for anything else. so don’t ask me stupid questions regarding the beatles ever again please.

oh and i remembered the second half of my kid rock calling me a freak show 411. (no i’m not bitter about it i think it’s really funny actually) here, ready for it?

THAT’S LIKE A BANANA CALLING YOU A FRUIT!

HEY-OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

kid rock called me a freak show. baha! he took our picture i want to see it right now!

oh yeah my hair is versace white now. kinda need to lay off the purple hair conditioner for awhile. or not, gandalf is pretty stylin’ i think.

so yes i work at the central now and shit it’s fun town. there’s bands there all the time but specifically wednesday nites ($3 pabst and tequila) is TIMA and what a glorious event it was. kinda have to dash now but will scoop you all in about it soon. allison come get your dress whenever you want it, it was a big hit last nite.

here’s the first three drinks i made yesterday and then i sampled them on an empty stomach, so sweet. so, sour. the middle is an apple caramel martini, and i can’t recall the names of the others. one on the right tastes exactly like sweet tarts, string bikini is what it’s called, a central signature.

i learned last nite that i am no boozer no more so i’ll have to ease into this one and be slightly less of a yes girl. i even did that shot with a customer who buys you one fake-out trick, teeny bit of vodka and something else but mostly soda water i win.

aaron and abigail are awesome and are a great time to work with.

if you’re a band and you don’t suck too hard and are looking for a venue you should consider the central, it’s really turning out acts. fuck who am i a skeezy ponytail manager? anyway see you there friday and saturday if you want to stare at me in stupid outfits.

brunch time i’m staaaaaaaarving.

was going for a beautifully desolate suburbia thing. this errand-route is driven at least four times weekly.

i have a lovely little lurker who parks on my youtube channel and one-stars each video i upload within a half hour of its processing. they also periodically flag all my stuff too. what a wiener. ok no time gotta jet. do i wear a dress today or pants?

now, for the ladies…

ok this creeping even me out.

ah man city life is exhausting i forgot all about that. ha what a little girl oh my god i had to like, DO THINGS. at one point i sighed dramatically on the streetcar and exclaimed that i was not meant to do things. don’t forget to be inspired girls!

yesterday i had a wonderful experience at the bank. went with sass to auntie’s for a goodbye “it’s on me” brunch and luckily mer was there for her to sit with as my bank business was not going to be the breeze i thought it might be. ughhhhhhh. how difficult is it to get a bank card replaced? not very you’d think. WELL let me tell you, if the system hasn’t been updated and they only have the signature you wrote when you were a teenager on file (the one with the star and the heart in it) then you are shit out of luck. also if that branch no longer exists either and you can’t think to tell them your teenager address cos you aren’t cluing in to the teller’s little mind games so you list off every address you’ve resided in the city at and none of the information adds up. obviously you lose your cool a little. actually i was pretty nice i just snatched my pieces of ID back said thank you for trying marched out and walked away angrily. thanks for wasting my time you knew twenty minutes ago we wouldn’t be reaching a consensus so why make me stand here with my arms folded when you knew you’d be falling on the go to your own branch routine you lazy. ugh. so i call my ex would-be mother in law as she works at my branch and start angry-frustration crying cos i am cool like that. oh my god this story only gets more boring. basically the bank was skeptical of me big time then they weren’t skeptical anymore, just defensive. sorry about that we aren’t trying to give you a hard time here. yeah i know, sorry your system isn’t updated. back and forth ping pong from hell. i got my card and made it back to auntie’s to find sass and mer mucking it up with my shades and toque, taking pose as raymi pics. thanks friends! more here.

apparently i go all rigid when i pose. meh. you guys should make a point to look like me more often. “just” “sayin” xoxo.

right now i’m in bed with my legs jacked out. bed-laptopping is painful. i’m so stressed and in limbo, yeah stress due to in-limbo that all i can do is just, nothing. being pre-menstrual is cool too. half my stuff is packed the other half is just staring at me and i’m staring back. i start training tomorrow, i am excited and nervous. i can’t wait to have my room set-up. i can’t wait to have less yellow hair. haha.

thanks god for bailey’s. typo, meant thank god but i’ll leave it cos it’s like i am personally thanking him.

i just want to do wii fit until i can’t feel my body anymore but the house is in such a disarray. people are coming to look at it at 6. dave is moving to pei i’m pretty bummed and in denial. don’t even get me started on the dogs. i am this close to losing it entirely. it has not been the greatest of times.

when my life is settled enough i am going to approach the dermatologist guys i’ve been seeing and show them how terrible their work is (the thing on my shoulder that looks like a volcano zit) and show them receipts from all the band-aids and makeup i’ve purchased to cover it up. not to mention the charge for each treatment. it’s annoying having to re-tell the same story over and over whenever someone asks why i have a my little pony band-aid on my shoulder. 1. because i am a four year old and 2. retelling stupid story. that purple/blue bottle is the anti-brass conditioner. i think it’s working already.