my show pics are not too amazing (fil’s will no doubt be phenomenal), i was fiddling with my camera settings and entered confusionville, couldn’t remember if 7M was better than 5M or 3M ungh.
god will my bangs just fucking grow!
so pretty.
it’s neat to see matt sing without a guitar in his hands, looks so naked.
backstage again trying not to get in everyone’s way.
oh hi i think i’ve seen your face before.
hung out in the front for a few.
i went for a super tan two days ago and wtf nothing, maybe i’ll go again today.
groooooooooopies, some even for me. one guy in the green room during the after party 6 feet away from matt goes YOU’RE SICK MATT GOOD! hahahaha.
pete slipped suzie a non-alcy beer ahhahahahahaa i told her when i was going down the fire escape when she started lipping me and kept going she goes oh that sucks. she told me all nite long how hot fil was like I KNOW ALREADY SHUT UP DO YOU WANT ME TO PUNCH YOU NOW OR LATER?
that is some unforgiving lighting.
matt was hella bagged.
britt was making fun of me, whatever, next time you can just LEAVE!
in one of the 600 frat houses nearby and he has a british accent and every time we walk by it seems like he amps it up a bit, like he got it into his head that this is how he will get toronto pussy, his advantage over the rest of the monkeys in the fraternity. well yesterday i finally looked up through my shades to see which lout this guy is, and i am happy to report that he actually looks like a monkey. and he’s a jock. they were all jocked out yesterday in fact and the high school part of me is always prepped and expecting something to be said when i pass by so i always have a few zingers in my pockets, but nothing is said other than this british accented puffing up fuck i wish i could remember what he said yesterday, i should start writing these gems down and practice them phonetically with a brit affect, it just really seems put on and i wonder if he ever gets called out for it, mark holmes-style at mod club.
sometimes there’s the good drunk we pass by, the eccentric kid in the sport coat totally ripped and happy to see us, pats us on the back, then we bump into him a few hours later a few streets over and we’re like family, real endearing like.
omg what should i wear tonite guuuuuuys? don’t forget i’m not babysitting any of you at imperial pub before mg’s show, though pitt plans to start getting soused early, i was toying with not even drinking today at all, we’ll see how that goes. doors are 7, first act at 8, then matt at 9 or so, i guess we’ll be at the pub for 7 or something?
Imperial Pub Tavern
54 Dundas Street East, Toronto, ON, M5B1C7
UPSTAIRS!!!
oh my purse bit the dust, zipper-wise, and if this thing came in moccasin tan i’d get it, but it doesn’t, so i won’t. any suggestions?
sniff sniff 4 dollar salvation army purse thing. might have to bust out my grandma’s old faux business tote satchel thing tonite.
i feel old: sober movie laundry patio furniture nite yes!
we rented the diving bell and the butterfly, it is sad and depressing and inspiring and then more sad and maybe a bit boring, but one of those pretentious art films you’re obligated to say you liked, you know that story about the dude who blinked out an entire novel and died ten days later? well he was the editor of french elle, and this is the movie about it. i mean, i liked it, and it made me cry, and you will like it too. but you will also be sleepy and annoyed.
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britt claims to have intended to buy this for me, kept it for herself instead.
this is what time to go home looks like.
britt and her friend told me stories about their time in boarding school which lead to britt thinking i would have made a good boarding school kid, heh, yeah right, which lead to me telling just how i fared in “boarding school” england: ketamine, one nite stands, stealing furniture, walking into other people’s rooms during dinner to just hang, one girl stole my fake id, sneaking out at nite, coming back to sign in and take off again, hangovers, and i didn’t miss one class. anyway, memmooooooooories.
now i’m going to ADD clean the bathroom.
i almost just made myself barf while whitening my teeth, i see how long i can go with all the crap in my mouth before my gag reflex kicks in.
don’t you just love deucing so hard that it cancels out having to exercise today!
oh yeah everyone before matt good‘s show on thursday, go to the imperial pub/bar/tavern, whatever it’s called, same one as last time, upstairs, and this time TALK TO ME and/or INTRODUCE YOURSELF no wimpy staring from across the room!
this is when she started to get on my nerves and would not shut up about capturing these birds like i get it they’re flocking or whatever please stop yelling.
