i’ve been up since 9 talking to everyone i can to avoid working so now i am going to blog, get that out of the way so i can focus on my drawrings.

so no one’s hard-up for cash in toronto? oh cool that’s fine. these are the fliers (it really goes ’til 2am though), all you had to do was stick ‘em around some coffee shops and bars. it’s alright i can put that 20 toward half a half g of blow so i should be thanking you, really.

KIDDING. these days if i partook i’d jump off a building right after my heart exploded into a million pieces inside me.

fil’s irish stew special, it was CRAP, he got the bottom of the pot too.

i shared my souvlaki plate with him. i still felt like eating afterward, almost ordered another meal (totally stress-eatingville) bought pretzels and rented run fatboy run instead. it was kinda meh. oh and the nice glass of red wine i wanted i did not get, i mean i had a glass but it was also blah. fil is v intent on making kilgour’s our new locale. i wanted to try dooney’s last nite for guaranteed nice wine. next time, next time. we also missed kz, dude next time answer your phone or txt me to stay put!

steph let me rummage through her give away garbage bag.

she has the cutest little nest ever.

all my notes, turns out the idea i came up with for an ad the brand had just placed a similar commercial out, i saw it that nite.

it was fun and who doesn’t love money for crap you would normally talk about anyway?

squirrel watch.

some in progress pieces.

this is based on a painting i had as a kid of a teddy bear floating in a bright blue sky with pink balloons. sold it at a garage sale, i wish i had it now. can’t remember the name of the artist.

the vibrancy of the fluorescent paint colours doesn’t even register on my camera, it really isn’t like looking into the sun as much as it appears in these. almost, but not as much.

rickenbacker for steph, sold.

this demented couch will be painted a beigey/brown, maybe gold.

this guy is sold.

jamie is sold.

restocked on fresh canvases, i feel slightly less stressed than before. i haven’t eaten all day i’m waiting for fil to finish some photo editing then we are going out to eat. i feel like greek food and a nice glass of red wine.

my art flickr set.

don’t forget it’s so soon! i had a nice little anxiety attack this morning, no biggie. i have a ton of fliers to spread around town. if someone wants to make 20 bones lemme know. oh and here i am in eye weekly again.

likes biscotti.

i don’t know why though, “hi i could really go for something stale and barely passable for sweet right about now.”

A++ you guys.

after the focus group today i met up with fil for lunch and then we strolled around the bay for a bit, looking for egg dishes you can put in the stove, almost bought a pair of gordon ramsay ones, didn’t but now they are all i can think about. oh right, how is this relevant to my necklaces picture? after that went to UO and almost bought that tree branch jewelry stand then remembered steph’s bday is soon so i should get her something instead, which is featured further down this post (i already showed her anyway, i don’t do surprises).

why not, it’s been’er while.

my local art store has a ton of halloween costumes.

paint refill, canvases are pricier than i remembered, i only bought one. i’ll have to go to the place on spadina soon, guuuuuuuuuh.

fil likes me in bun hair more than long, great. i grew that shit out for what now?

can you tell what this is?

some dude in a hurry left this behind, everyone saw, no one stopped to tell him. people are awesome. i only noticed too late.

lunchies.

this is more expensive than the carpaccio, cos of the mozzarella di bufala.

skidfanie‘s gift:

i bought myself a little present too.

alright bye, i’ll tell you about how much of a wise-ass i was today, later.

oh look, another profile on me.

good thing i ate a million little potatoes yesterday and tonite will eat a 2lb chicago style pizza (7.99!)(not by myself!) and i am pre-menses bloated and beer o’clock and all i want to do is sit and eat like the daughter in european vacation’s plane nightmare sequence. too bad i can’t be more like rusty the european tour right now. ps. how much does he look like luke skywalker in that get-up?

haha look what krystal from windsor has to say about my pizza

Overall Rating: 4 out of 5 4 out of 5
Unique and Hearty, November 12, 2007
By Krystal from Windsor Ontario (read all my reviews) (read all my reviews)
Flavour/Taste (if applicable): 3 out of 5 3 out of 5
Value for Money: 4 out of 5 4 out of 5
Preparation Instructions (if applicable): 4 out of 5 4 out of 5

“I was extremely skeptical that spinach could work on a pizza… to be honest I am not fully convinced. But I don’t care for meat on my pizza, and I figured I enjoy spinach in salads and dips so I tried it. The Oven instructions are easy and accurate.
I took the frozen pizza out and put a light layer of margarine on the bottom to prevent sticking, (other reviews mentioned this was a problem) and I had absolutely NO sticking. The pizza came out perfect.
It tastes pretty good. The spinach gave it a unique flavour. I can definitely say I have never had a pizza like this. It tastes more like a spinach tart from a fancy restaurant than a pizza, but it was still tasty in it’s own way. It is definitely full and deep, I couldn’t finish my second slice. The crust is my favourite part. So far my favourite frozen pizza crust.
To sum up, if you do not like spinach, you will not like this pizza.”

now i kind of want to write a review for every president’s choice product i have ever consumed. just kidding, i think i would rather get laid and drunk instead. sorry krystal.

and here i am holding in my laboured breathing as much as i can.

we need to stock the car with fresh cds and i am also tired of dudes cruising alongside us cos they see some chick filming ‘emself jamming along, fuck off you are ruining my video like what do you want, you want me to look at you ya fucking creeper?

i can’t view youtube/any vids what do i have to do again to fix it?

*it’s ok i fixed it!

oh and i was informed yesterday that my art show will be showing for 2 months cos someone flaked out on november. so there will be more than one party, the next one will be in november on a weekend nite and there’ll be new stuff going up. i am overwhelmed. explosion. DON’T FORGET OCTOBER 7 8PM AT THE CENTRAL YOU GUYS!

but also, this dreamy motherfucker & the Curious w/ special guest Emma Lee, are having a record release party at St. Stephen In The Fields (103 Bellevue Ave, Toronto) on October 17 doors at 7.30 – peter katz’ voice, lyrics and guitar style have earned him repeated comparisons to Jeff Buckley, Martin Sexton and Ron Sexsmith. i know, and look at him wearing this sweatshirt.

have more than one coffee in a day.

turns out there IS cold water but no hot water oh and i bumped into yelling geezer next door and was trapped into exchanging niceties with him.

things i can do:

um, i’ll get back to you on that. no wait, i can eat blackened potato salad by myself at allen’s. i sat at the bar and i put on a very good alone person performance. i think they bought that i am not a neurotic nutcase, i was a smooth operator big time. the place was dead. i drank a beer and read my book and took a picture of my potatoes to make fil jealous. i ordered him some to go. i was pretty quick in there cos i wanted to use my streetcar transfer, turns out you have to be deposited internally in order to get on the subway from streetcar. i’m all why can’t i use this transfer and your hero was given some guff from the lady, she shrugs and goes because i don’t make the rules. yes thanks i gathered and that is why you are behind bullet proof glass taking tokens, tickets, and coins. thank you for the you don’t make the rules lesson and for not answering my question, you couldn’t have just admitted that you don’t actually know the answer to it? or been a little more original?

anyway, holy potatoes, you know they’re good when you blow your no-carb ritual.

holy shit that is some ballsy-ass squirrel we have over here.

I saw a woman, in the subway this morning, that looked a lot like you. It just so happened that she was crying, hugging her knees, and occasionally raising her hands to her temples.
After seeing that I realized that I hadn’t checked in on your situation in a while. It seems that you are not in the abject fetal-state of your look-alike, which is good to see. In fact you’re looking very well. I am assuming that you remember who I am. If not… just think 15 page pedantic emails…probably some of the most ridiculous material ever produced. All right, keep doing what you do. Our culture needs the diversity.

-Keith

no not me tho i was on the subway today and i do feel that way in my head about it instead of fetal position mental i like to have a lot of things to check on in my purse to make sure they are still there, phone, mp3 player, book, camera, wallet, etc