ok so i had an important brain breakthrough the other day i just remembered now so here i will share it with you hold on tight, so, i dye my hair black yeah? and it’s completely greasy on the top of my head all the time even after washing it and i stopped using hair product but still the grease, what gives? well here comes the light bulb, i deduced it’s cos i had mad roots on the top of my head, natural hair like a good 4 inches long since i last dyed it so plop some dye on god’s hairs and it cannot deal. there you go, that’s what i figgered all on my own no thanks to any of you.
the point of this is i am not washing my hair today, fuck it.
we saw the long blondes last nite and once matt said the singer was hot i got mad and only took pictures of her legs and i told fil he couldn’t take any more shots of her, she was karen o-ing all over the place. fil said she wasn’t hot. i was thinking ok so on a crazy metre of 1-10 for telling your bf he can’t take pictures of an alleged hot chick on stage, where are we at? then i carried this over to ok would i let him photograph a hot naked babe on her bed, no i wouldn’t, so bob’s your uncle FIL YOU GOT ENOUGH SHOTS AND WE’RE DONE HERE.
see i’ve got like 50 pervy shots like these.
however, this guy in the wings was my favourite, bleary eyed drunk, we think they all were, he was just so there and not there.
i got a bit self conscious thinking everyone would think i was wearing shorts cos the singer was which lead to rage.
i drew you a picture. blurry cos two chicks came in flanking stalls on either side of me and i wondered ok if i recorded the sound of them peeing, would i go to jail?
i let fil make me dinner cos i let him use his semen wand on me when he came home from work ahahhahahAHHAHA. bunny made that term up when we watched john and kate plus 8.
then we went to the tap wherein i mistook thom (of major maker) for the bartender who works there i go OH IT’S YOUR NITE OFF AWESOME! everytime i see thom i forget who he is, what a dick i know!
lindy was there too he gave me props on my outfit. i asked if i could be in their next video, natch, they’re looking for asians.
enter chris, the guy i thought thom was, WEARING THE SAME FUCKING OUTFIT AS THOM come on people give me a chance here!
zombies!
this is jeanette from the nite of the nxne conference who became my bestie for awhile there, i asked her if she was this girl i knew from kindergarten, she wasn’t. that was the nite that gave me a three day hangover and i wanted to die. after holding off beer for a long time then having a million FREE glasses of the shit, bad idea, lesson learned. for now.
one more for the road, i may or may not smash a glass in this video.
and might i add that it’s not what i am doing in these little vids that matters, it’s fact that i am doing them at all, for you lonely lonely sad people. HUG.
xenia keeps dreaming about me
oh god raymi i had another dream about you i walked into a bar and you were there then we both looked at the hall and there was a scale, but in its package, like a weight scale, and for some reason it was hilarious? do you think i’ll dream about you every day? and the harder I’ll try not to the worst it’ll be? whats gonna happen!!!!!!!!!!!!!
you’ll note that i am NOT playing the guitar in this, anyway, i am a raspy whispery shy ghost here because it was totally impromptu.
i am so sick of this song now
oh and before you call me loser pants mcloser again i DO have a job you know, and this is it! sucker!
but i did just land one more new one (can you put one in a sentence twice like that like in the definition of a word using that same word to define it ungh good thing my job isn’t editor) anyway the moral of the story is GO ME!
so it was brad‘s birthday yesterday and we went to the tap, started out as just having one or two then the gong show arrived and we didn’t leave ’til after 1, big deal. Broszkowski came and left without paying i saw the tankedness in his eyes. he has this really great story regarding a movie theatre and security and a few dudes being thrown down the stairs and i asked him to write it out for my blog but he got all nervous that the people would find it and sue the theatre. i can barely spell his last name, in my phone contacts i wrote it like this Brozs7kowski hahah yes cos i’m a racialist. so after my fourth whiskey i was DONE but then guess who is FAMOUS (me) and got BLOGSPOTTED and a free round of shots for me fil and brad, mere moments after i was bragging about how i get (got!)(like once!) free drinks at the drake (i told you when i’m cocked the ego meter rests at ten) in front of snake and sharpie and samir and i was dusting my shoulders off at how great i was. hi amanda sorry i made your school buddy feel threatened maybe!
ungh i broke the family ipod i am in a sadness that’s two things of fil’s now i’ve ruined, oh well he wanted to get a new one anyway cos i claimed it as my own and put all my gay music on it the last thing i broke of his was his point and shoot camera which he should be thanking me for still to this day cos it made him get that fancy dslr.
aaaaaaaaaaaand the unsexiest lube award goes to…
trying to look dead.
oh i can’t wait to show you the newest loser videos i made i’m so game show catch phrasey in them!
i took the everyone in this building disses me post down cos i got paranoid and thought you never know who is actually reading this thing, howevs. if you live in my building and you are one of the assholes givin’ me grief I WILL MEET YOU IN THE PARK AND FIGHT YOU WITH MY BARE HANDS.
ok that doesn’t really make things better, anyway i wish now i didn’t delete it, i think it read like poetry.
oh we saw sass yesterday in the ‘nex and she is like totally in love with me and she isn’t ugly or retarded or anything!
after what, two years of sucking back shitty espresso i finally figure out the foam feature!? oh well, better late than never and now i want to embark on a sprinkles powdered white/chocolate/cinnamon spree of the annex CAN’T WAIT!
look it’s me CAN’T WAITING!
so i’ve decided to not be a suicide girl, no i don’t think they would deny me cos of my awesome bush, in fact, i think they would be all about it, lets face it geezers, the tattied goth emo punk look for chicks is O.V.E.R. i bet they’d be wanting to steer that boat in the direction of last nite’s party cum hipster and all that american apparel garbage. anyway, my mighty boosh is nicely quaffed and trimmed and maintained i ain’t got hair shorts ok.
i think i’ll try and give’r a shot at some kind of self photo paid gallery site we’ll see.
ugh that picture up there looks like i have a load in the front of my pants i should just wear a goddamn robe until i am done shedding the pounds.
here is a dream xenia had about me:
And in the dream I was having a movie night with Sean and Mark and some other people and we invited you but when you got there you freaked out cause I had this yellow notebook diary and you said that you told everyone on your blog that I had a red diary!!! And that they can’t find out and you have to leave, so we were like, whatever thats pretty stupid but see you later. Then later I was going to work at night and it was raining and I saw you on a bike and you went to this weird work seminar with me where they put toothpaste on our faces and then showed us this weird interactive video that we were not very impressed with! Then we got dragged into this group activity thing and everyone was accomplishing tasks in pairs, and you said your name was Fred (cause you’re pretending to be an employee) and then they gave us our task and it was to get as many free snacks as possible and we were like phheeww EASY.
we had sushi at big sushi last nite we shared sashimi and a volcano roll and sushi maki combo b way too much food and i made the mistake of hitting the volcano first, it’s hard to get back into enjoying sashimi after that deep friend delicious, it makes everything taste fishy afterward, le sigh. the hot sake helped. i like sitting in the long corridor of that place it feels like eating on a train.
