went into that pocky store today omg good thing fil didn’t his head would have exploded, as did mine, but the good kind of explosion. he went to the junos, i wasn’t feeling it. you know how i said yesterday was the worst hangover to date welp, today’s trumped that. many a funny tale to tell once i remember them all. we finally hot tubbed pooled sauna’d and it zonked me right the fuck out. i almost had a meltdown, a IT’S MY BIRTHDAY MEMEMEMME MELTDOWN about going to this afterparty but i changed my mind and will concoct a stupid fucking outfit instead, eat free fancy food, drink free booze and lift the dopest gift bag ever. anyway i’m fried i will need a vacation after this vacation (wow never heard that before eh pfft).

mitzie land!

excuse me i need a moment here.

seriously what’s next a puppy yawning on a rainbow wearing a frilly bonnet?

ha ha.

i like how happy all japanese foods are i wish canadian food could just stop frowning already.

crunky, it’s the new i’m fucking hungover bye.

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toronto bloggers yes guy. get it yet?

my brain is serious mush right now i got nothing.

i’m not creepy i swear. SWEARSIES. if you’re reading that is but if you’re not – SO creeptastic. sorry for asking you if you twittered.

and the winner is me.

humongous glaring Entrée error. lacquered port AND lacquered port.

k gotta run bai.

tonite we are going to the juno awards dinner gala – i am famished. one more hour plusish to go. then the gibson party is tonite. sooooo many artist/celebs have rsvp’d for it so picture me tonite drunk and gawping like a dying fish and being totally starstruck but trying to play it cool but failing miserably. i’m wearing my peacock kaftan to the gala, gibson party outfit not sure yet. today has been the worst hangover so far for us i haven’t left the hotel room. i had microwave macaroni in the tub and felt like complete shit what a waste of water and time, got out and showered. by the time we head home i’ll be sync’d up to west coast time, how superbly fucking great. ok i have to start getting ready now my hair dampness is at that crucial point of no return if i don’t get on it pronto.

otherwise i will look like this (i braided my hair yesterday) i didn’t buy that, i said i don’t want to encourage her and the vintage store guy was like aw but that’s pre-crazy paula.

seriously who broke my glasses i won’t be mad you can tell me.

belted this thing is phenomenal.

thanks brad. sold. just you wait skinny day, i have a prize in store for you. it’s me and my camel toe.

took this same picture four years ago. i was fatter and had crappy platinum blond hair and bangs. ugh.

juno cup at UBC, took the gibson bus there. amazing.

go dinky!

uh oh. apparently rappers rap about patron. hahahah.

well played, sir.

nhl greats vs. rockers. you name it, they were there.

hahah devil horns, has no one received the memo i sent out regarding them? also my orange hat is a hit on these streets people are so vocal here, it’s growing on me. toronto needs to sort some shit out.

seriously go here i’ll do a proper post later of more of the interior. they were very nice and the finds there are insane. INSANE.

oliver tweest.

aw love these guys. when they left at 3? we had a nice time watching a dude sleep stand resting against brad’s u-haul van.

look alicia TROLLERSKATES! is that what asshole commenters on the internet wear when they leave their stupid opinions all over the place?

can you imagine a grand piano on a bus? ridiculous.

keira didn’t buy this cos she is not impulsive like me. if i’d have tried it on you know it’d be mine. it even has slits for geisha knives in the sleeve.

sold.

aw someone’s grandmar made that mickey and they don’t even care.

brad attack. he actually worked out at the crack of dawn in the gym.

hahaha too rich.

i’m gonna regret that energy drink.

turns out you need to stretch before you go full throttle. i cracked my knee pretty hard.

this is my favourite thing on the bowling roof of toys.

i want it.

these guys are wicked. who are they? anyone? delhi 2 dublin i knew they were familiar. they do some beasties robot poses near the end.

ripped these from keira’s post.

i am cherokee.

getting my bowling outfit together.

mutton chops? fil is v tired he finally hit the wall i hit the day before. he drove all the way out to abbotsford to chad kroeger’s compound to deliver a custom 20k gibson guitar that will be unveiled at the junos. dude’s like upper echelon hollywood rich the place was incredible, lets leave it at that.

bumped into an awesome street show on the way to bowling.

awesome kid talking mad shit about the french crabby owner man who laced the inner-roof with crazy toys and junk. got it on video.

anytime you need a picture ruined i’m your girl. hi rebecca!

a classy moment in time. plenty more to come.

fil won. he sucked terribly until i taught him how to aim. dick.

my signature move is to hook my right foot behind like on tv.

ciavarro and patz came out too, you’ll see their mugs in the next post.

last last nite.

ugh. i am SO happy i didn’t chow down on anything before bed. thank you fil for listening to me when i told you not to let me do that. oh yeah we stupidly ended the nite at this fake irish bar called ceili’s and it smelled putrid and sour, everyone said it was bleach (i don’t know what that smells like cos i am a hippie with flowers in my hair) but to me it was just stench so foul i only had a water then we packed’er in.

ga-blah. that’s the noise i make when i burp, it is a nice sound.

turns out the pool/tub across the way does not belong to our hotel. boo. ours is indoors and shittier. oh well, gonna hit it today anyway.