we went to gibson yesterday to look at the brand new dark fire guitar, i missed the performances and speeches though but oh look fil‘s photo is published in this article about it, hover over the pic. go dinky. (ps. it’s his bday tomorrow!)
is it too much to ask you to pretend to look like you are dancing with me for a photo?
excuse me while i go gay for a second here (from now on i will say rogue instead of gay, consider that the last G word on this website)(hopefully) anyway, i was prepared to be crabby last nite but my friends totally turned that around aw. thanks guys, your company made me (happy) look super young in this picture.
i was trying to get cleavage over there, give peace a chance will suffice i suppose, i tried aj.
i like this one because i look important.
oh man i just remembered those drinks: fireball, absolut, cran and tabasco i made sure i only had one even though they were laid out free all nite long.
thank you claire for saying this drink looks like a hangover she single-handedly saved my brains with that one-liner.
LOVE this dude and everything he embodies, he is like what toronto’s kid rock WISHES he could and should be doing.
hated my outfit then realised it was my hair that ruined it, long hair and a huge shirt just doesn’t work, i hated it so strong i was this close to bailing (my middle name) on tonite. tomorrow is going to be a stressful day and i thought i should just sit here alone on the couch and soberly obsess about it? yeah smart move tardbreath. i’m so tired i just made myself a single shot of espresso (watered down to two) and i never have caffeine at nite. i either just bought fil the most fantastic christmas gift ever or the worst, his birthday isn’t even here yet i am so stressed next year i am giving him his birthday present in like august so i don’t have to drop a ton of money all at once. i picked up his last birthday gift this afternoon on my way to sushi with my cousin, you know there is yet another fuckin’ sushi place on bloor now? it’s the old las iguanas, weird. you get 15% off your bill for its grand opening. i had the sashimi and it was TERRIBLE.
i enjoyed the fake little bonsai tree that i accidentally broke a part off of though.
ugh. the tempura was fine, but how can you fuck that up? can’t.
the remark that chick made last nite on the survivor finale to sugar (re: anti-depressants, dead dad, crying etc) was positively disgusting and i am glad probst called her out on it, not glad she just smiled and waved. if i ever see this chick in real life i will stomp on her with high heels.
this big guy belonged to steph and she passed it on to me cos it looked like she was wearing a neckbrace when she wore it. i felt like the universe was staring into my soul yesterday and kept laughing at myself and of course looked crazier, it made my head look really tiny at least, bonus? matt met up with us to get his ipod he forgot at our place last week and i said we have to get out of here my scarf is too big for this book store.
i NEED a necklace tree.
family presents.
clutter gone!
he’s still around though.
good morning heartache. it is so totally hair wash day. i want to cut it fil says no.
so i guess this is the bun scarf, necessary for when i do bun head to protect my ears cos a hat just looks super stupid over a bun.
birthday week has officially begun and oh what a week it is.
before all that i spent my hangover takin’ care of some biz.
an aft of “work”
and much needed sustenance.
you’re welcome nerds i have finally taken the twitter plunge but don’t get too excited i’m not “twittering” (STUPID WORD) as raymi personally, just as nxne so chill and apologies for getting your hopes up.
