dudes kept on cruising us cos fil and the brads were downstairs at the foals and one guy comes up to britt and says oh nice hat i like it where did you get it (right) and she barks at him HER DEAD GRANDMA dude couldn’t walk away fast enough. i feel bad for dudes and how dumb they are at bars like one two drinks and they see any chick that’s moving and think oh she’s having fun with her friend all alone THEY MUST WANT TO HAVE SEX TONITE WITH ME OR THEY WANT BOYFRIENDS THERE IS NO WAY THAT THEY ARE SINGLE jeez maybe hit a 6 or a 7 instead or read this.
yes that guy behind me is wearing pajamas. later on when we were dancing to around the world or praise you or roxanne i asked if he could move out of my dance way and said i’m half-kidding too you know and he shook his head a bit angry i said um you are WEARING PAJAMAS you are not allowed to not have a sense of humour about this right now.
then i did some honky dance square combination and britt asked me if i was drunk i said um yes but are you saying that that didn’t look awesome what i just did there cos i thought it was pretty awesome.
another guy comes up asking where he can get some food afterward i say uh las iguanas or green room he’s like oh ok what is that like i say oh well you know like, food, it’s like that, when you’re hungry, you eat it. he didn’t really get the point so i cheersed him and off he went faking his accent.
fil and brad show up to me and britt in a dance tornado and my hair is just drenched in sweat and party i love dancing!
here’s pics from lunch with poopee, i ate she didn’t, she was treated by some employer or something i dunno i wasn’t listening because i was too incensed at the fact that she ate.
i worked out before so i figured i deserved a pint and since you were wondering, i work out every other day.
hunks of bacon omfg.
my hair was still wet and looks stupid in that lighting.
last nite didn’t really end until like 8 hours ago, and now i am whitening my teeth.
no one even noticed i drew that on but open an umbrella inside a bar at last call and ten million people come up and tell you to close it you’ll hex the entire bar yeah right do you people really believe in that shit?
i acquiesced to britt’s desire to go dancing instead of attending yet another indie show, we had a gas, i was a fucking party animal.
haha.
more later waiting on fil’s shots oh man they’re goodies.
this dude threw himself at us and said THANK YOU FOR DANCING!
just had a pint and a salad at mercurio l’espresso with poopeeshmoopee and now i feel nappy. i have throat irritation from working out earlier, you know when you’re sort of winded and you guzzle water and keep exercising oh no of course you wouldn’t lazy slobs ha.
i’m already hungry again.
i bumped into an ex-fling last nite and he reminded me about the time we went to see the get up kids and i screamed out to the opening act HEY REGGIE LETS FUUUUCK! just as they were getting into their next song and they stopped playing it distracted them so much. they had to start the song all over again, and reggie is this tiny little dude on the keyboards who my buddy was totally in awe of, so i did it for him.
jen put my tanned cat mask in underwears picture in the sex section of sdtc, new feature, send in your dirty birdies to her.
this picture made it into my dream last nite as i took it right before bed and was like oh man i canNOt wait to put that on the internet, wow, time to get a life maybe?
i had to sew those ribbons back on they were hot-glued on only and came off the second i took them out of the package, i also bought these socks in black (2 for 20) and a white lace pair of knee socks i am never going to dress my age, at least i don’t wear platform spice girl shoes and have platinum hair and crow’s feet. yet.
fyi you get loads more cut eye with thigh highs than knee socks, wow, what a world of difference i totally forgot about that, i used to wear them in grade 6 i’ll get you a dumb picture in a second, anyway, at the tap this circle of unhip chicks broke their necks glaring at me i was pretty close to yelling at them to stop fucking looking at me.
ps. i am purposely trying to tone down the sexy in front of my parents wearing these things cos i didn’t want to be forbidden from wearing them, but trust me, once i was out of eye-shot don’t think i didn’t jut my chest and ass out like crazy.
cobrasnake after party none of us went to, half sad about it.
broszkowski and i were dancing and i hear RAYMI RAYMI and ignore it cos fil says i am narcissistic and imagine all the time that people are looking at me or screaming my name, turns out i was right! rachel in the red hat shot the fred perry shoot with/of me. ps. nice fountain of babehair beside you.
hahahahaahhhahhaha
ps. that youtube kid wrote back to tell me he wasn’t fat, he’s buff, and that he probably knows more about nirvana than i do, then says he isn’t a fan in one comment, then in another the biggest fan. yawn.
HITMANCHON
I have much more freinds than you do and I am not a wannabee singer that sucks at singing Nirvana song, im not fat im hella buff you slut, you need to go burn in a lake of fire and never come back.
HITMANCHON
You need to get your fucken facts straight you dumb bitch! I am a huge Nirvana fan and probably know more shit about Nirvana than you do, and by the way im not fat im buff.
someone needs to tell him that these days the word buff and curvy, equals fat.
omg survivor is on right now and they just brought out everyone’s relatives oh man thanks a lot what’s next to watch a dog giving birth to little puppies STOP IT! i can’t type right now cos i can barely see the keys through my fucking tears blearaghhg.
may my first pair of skinny jeans rest in p-ieces ahha oh punny i have to tell that one to my dad.
we’re going to see the teenagers tonite at lee’s, if you feel like buying me a drink come on down.
bunny is coming for a sleepover next week for two nites, it’s gonna be a reunion, except now we are both old ladies. well i don’t know why i said “except” maybe i mean like sigh, times are different now?
peep my tan! i will try and recreate this entire ensemble for her, tan included. too bad i can’t cos i’m wearing all of her clothes, what i can offer is a few days of unwashed hair so that it turns sweaty greasy curly oh and can you lose like ten pounds in a week?
i read her a story.
Bunny: I like how you were like YOUR BOOBS ARE SURPRISINGLY SMALL
me: HAHAHAHA no they arent theyre biggish
Bunny: they’re 34 bs I think I always was pushing them up in pictures
me: well bigger than mine
Bunny: like CHECK OUT MY SOLID C RACK yes so is my giant ass. CANT TRUSS A BIG BUTT AND A SMILE
me: omg yer ass is not big
Bunny: anyway…ok, I’m off to lay out so I can get a nice, canadian vacation tan.
me: i wonder if my dad heard us hugging with our pants off
Bunny: hahah I know he walked in when I was taking a picture of you with your legs upon your head. i was like “oh good evening, sir. I am your daughters smarmy film maker friend.”
me: yeah he was blown away by your enthusiasm at meeting me you gave him a new perspective of dimension or insight into my blog “fame”
Bunny: I was pretty jazzed. it was one of those things where I felt like we’d click, and I admired you and your vivacious blogs and plus I wanted to make out with you.
me: can i say on my blog we hugged with our pants off
Bunny: sure you can say whatever you want.
me: ok you put your tits on my vagina and it blew my mind i was content on just falling asleep and then you attacked me and i was ready to go
Bunny: yeah, I was pretty hots for you but that dweeby guy kept getting all up ons and wouldn’t leave.
me: do you have that dress still you kicked him out
Bunny: I don’t, or I’d give it to you.
me: that guy eventually went looneytunes on me
Bunny: I know. Pardon me, I must fuck your friend.
me: i transcribed a note he left on my front porch onto my blog ill find it
Bunny: haha
me: lots of grammatical errors
i wanted fil to capture my big pass the pigs moment but i crapped out on my first roll, sigh:
