3.99 why not. personal treat. told fil he shoulda got the man version but in the store he said NOOOooo and now regrets it. i am always right. listen to my fun instincts.

cougar balloon was a big hit.

trustworthy mask.

i think i smell a new addiction on the horizon.

blueberry jam w/ brie on water crackers and movie time gotta go.

when fil and i were in the beginning stages of our courtship we enjoyed impressing each other with our mutual fondness of pioneer cemeteries. in this particular one, years ago, we picked a bag of apples for my dad and he actually ate them all. we put them in a mcdonald’s happy meal bag and i remember that being one of the last times i ever had fast food, particularly mcdonald’s, thanks in-part to fastfood nation. supersize me only made me want to eat a big mac even more, which i did immediately following the film. i got fil to drive me to the drive-thru and inhaled one entirely in the car by the time we got back to his apartment barely 3 minutes away from mc’d’s. i felt disgusted with myself. fil refused to have a bite.

not one soul was at this cemetery. there were a lot of desecrated grave sites, turned over stones and pillars. fucking punks.

more on the way.

it has a sash to tie in the back, not really necessary as it’s already super tight but adds cute-factor.

i absolutely love it and i absolutely love SPACE on markham street just south of bloor (took loads of pictures will show you in a few) i am kicking myself for not wandering in there before. everyone said all the vintage stores along markham are way expensive. not really, pretty do-able and i’m a major cheapskate so that’s word.

and for fun here are some culottes i didn’t buy, on the rack had no idea it wasn’t a dress. if there were less material on the top showing waistline i’d have bought ‘em.

britt said it seemed a little too clowny. i am salivating over the pictures i took, didn’t get enough time in any of the stores as fil and brad were hung impatient losers waiting outside, but i will be back, oh yes. i love this store, they are super nice (hi david!) they don’t have a website but it’s the one that looks like this:

they’re going to be working with the film fest too. there are loads and loads of glam vintage dresses back there, spangles, sequins, floral print haltered maxis you name it bo-fucki-ner.

you don’t even feel like you’re in a vintage store either it’s so clean and the attention to detail is very darling. see you in space, guys!

so we didn’t get to the drive-in last nite, kinda crap weather and kinda felt like crap too. we also missed out on portuguese dinner with the sharpie clan i am bitter about (our own fault). we watched movies on the couch and hoovered some pizza from martino instead.

this is the soppressata. i was impressed by their pizza selections.

calculated hours of time spent w/o leaving building since monday evening. then a few hours following that, i went outside.

fuckin’ pumped we’re doin’ one of my favourite things tonite haven’t done in ages. take a guess (no answering if you already know).

fil is upset that he doesn’t have as much excitement as brosz7 goin’ on here.

this was last week right? yeah it must have been wednesday yes, this was after starving artist menu at the drake my tastebud poutine memory just flared up.

strike excuse though was mentioned you could just take them over to the beer store. no one really does that in toronto that i know of. it pisses me off the thought of how much money we piss away not to mention a month’s worth of bottles/cans taken downstairs makes you look like the biggest lush ever. the dumpster divers must love us.

i swear these were brown last time.

stefan the skeletor. good work guy! also i hate non-landscape photos, portrait that’s what they’re called thanks fil. i feel like the person is being hugely pretentious, demanding, and boring like here is a photo of a fire hydrant, now validate my perceptiveness. fuck off guy try making it flow with the rest of the pictures maybe. anyway, you can’t not take a portrait angle of these two tall bastards. i stand by my guys are the new girls statement cos stefan and fil (tall people) talk about being tall and skinny when they hang and sometimes diets too.

wow nice cave hair.

this is me protecting bizo from bodhi even though he didn’t ask me to i am nice like that.

see the notch at the top of his ear (you can see it better here trying to keep the amount of photos down) he got that from neighbourhood scrapping. i think he could kick cid’s ass, one point being cos he still has front claws.

oh bodhi.

thanks.

thanks again!

bizo the muppet such a cute face. samir got him skinny somehow, dry food i think.

she’s so playful and affectionate.

then the room was invaded by two papillons and it was total chaos for fifteen minutes it was so funny and loud a total circus show.

dora is too cute for words.

and she lets you hold her for as long as you want, no discriminating.

pierre is another story. i am and always will be a huge pierre fan. kenny in fact called audrey demanding he be brought home. he got on ichat and wanted to look at him too ha ha and screamed for mr. peeps but mr. peeps wanted to stay and party.

i didn’t get one sip of pbr. fil got me pink champagne. i think i’m over champagne now as well as white wine. back to red hangovers probably.

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hahahaha i swear dogs have better personalities than people. what a goddamn comedian. if i did that would anybody laugh? no!

dora and bodhi are really close buds.

closing your eyes will not make me disappear nice try.

emo bodhi.

feeling ugly tip: sit beside audrey.

solution: try harder.

forget what we were fighting about, do you audrey? i remember it was funny.

dog me. all set.

not to brag or anything but i have fantastic nail beds.

this popcorn was so good it deserved a picture also really dug the family back story that went along with it. the secret is to spin the bowl when pouring the melted butter and to give everyone personal bowls according to their size of person. so cute! like goldilocks and the three bears.

impromptu hang nites are always the best ones. no expectations therefore they’re always exceeded. i know that doesn’t make sense, how can anything be exceeded if it doesn’t exist? you know what i mean anyway.

myvibe iphone app test video:

we say it’d definitely work.

pleasure to the max who needs men AM I RIGHT OMG RIGHT ha i think i will make a concerted effort to be a serious feminist for a week. pfft i couldn’t last 5 seconds.

xoxo TGIF

good thing i wore this shirt i bought for fil he never wears (shrunk) cos a blackberry exploded on my shoulder. it’s blackberry season and wouldn’t you know there are tons of those trees in this city and the sidewalks are completely stained black/blue kicking myself for not taking a photo.

went for a stand-up tan, lie down was taken, the woman convinced me and i gave in although i hate stand-up tans. the time seems to go by slower cos you’re standing and fidgeting doing all these stupid poses holding onto metal handles waiting to perform a chin-up that never comes. plus i don’t think you get as good a tan as you do lying down in the dome. my chicken legs don’t seem to get any colour down there though in hindsight that’s probably from all the fidgeting as yesterday i stood like a capital letter A and my legs are super dark now. the stand-up is mainly for getting under your arms, evening it all out. snooze!

fantasy eccentric annex house walk.

sigh.

on my way to return a movie passed the book guy and was delighted to see he still had this book. he said i was the first book purchaser that day and it was a good start (kinda touched he seemed and i don’t mean flattered) i said i saw it a few days ago but was in a hurry so didn’t stop to grab it and was pumped it hadn’t sold. he said it was kismet. uh ok. guess who this book is for? keep it to yourselves.

i am currently experiencing a midsummer funk. i don’t want to burden you with it but there it is.

currently listening to tunes dating back to when fil and i were courting. nostalgia is a powerful thing.