not ours, should have been le sigh. are you guys tired of le and sigh yet?
kenny and seb, mother theresa, really? that’s funny?
ok who ordered the swede?
tracy has a crush on some jew at her old gym i told her to say something hilarious to him on facebook like wouldn’t it be hilarious if… and she screamed IF YOUR DICK WAS IN MY MOUTH!? i was shocked and appalled well i never! heh.
last i saw her we was bumpin’ asses on the boat dancefloor i was laced to shit it was magical.
no chins here, oh, wait, nevermind.
lookit sharpie that little scamp she should have her smile TM’d.
samir is building a school in egypt.
SOrry i busted you for being a patio prevert.
sad betty every picture i take of you makes all these crazy effects explode all around your head prolly cos you are asian, no? graphic designer computer camera joke anyone?
fuuuuuuuuuck finch. nice new haircut. karen’s headband is adorable.
wait what’s this NEW thing all the kids are doing?
MY smokes.
samir, my dad has the same shirt, scroll down a few posts.
here is the first grown-up electronic list for fil i have typed i feel super old now with a curly fro.
le list
supermarket ————
tacos, a kit maybe taco sauce for the meat lean ground beef (not turkey) lettuce if you want, maybe shredded half cut i think u can get it that way the tomato i have is big enough depending how many tacos you plan to eat maybe grab one tomato onion – to mix with meat YUM red/green pepper (maybe?) sour cream (the real stuff i dont want watery barf nothing flavour) jalapeno cheese margarita mix
lcbo ———-
tequila beer, corona, dos equis?
OH MY GOD i just google image searched tacos BIG mistake.
Xenia: no i had to run in and out cause i was running late i wasnt sure on how to make my move!
me: yeah i blew it
Xenia: you didnt go at all?
me: yes we did go to my blog i didnt say hi to him
Xenia: howcome?
me: read my blog
Xenia: ok i will i have to go get a bunch of sushi for the hangover time now i punched mark last night now i am a slave for a week it was worth it though
me: oh man why did you u are in trouble haha
Xenia: i dont know he was annoying its really bad though i shoudnt do that i think i’ve been saving that one for a while though
me: he deserved it? fil would call the police if i hit him
Xenia: eh sort of i dont know he was bringing up shit from like a year ago i was reeally irritated really he would haha
me: and trashed?
Xenia: yeah
me: he would to teach me a lesson
Xenia: huh hmm well mark settles for sushi
me: you are in the doghouse
Xenia: i have to bike to the sushi place now fucckkk i hate biking hungover uhgduhifhgdiuhfiuh ok bye!
sigh i am a fucking loser, look how close i got to douglas coupland, a huge inspiration of mine, to write and embrace the fucking lunatic that i am, and did i say hi and get him to sign my book, after nine years of being a fan of his?
NO I DIDN’T!
i have never been so nervous to meet someone before fil said, and it was true, i almost passed out, shit my pants, peed my pants, fainted, blacked out, anxiety attack, nervous breakdown now i understand what you guys are harshin’ through when you meet me.
the former gov. general of canada and ten handfuls of pretentious art groupie yuppies were there. BARF.
fil psyched me out of asking coupland to sign my copy of microserfs, saying it should be about the art. FUCK the art, i’m there for the art because of the books.
we made eye-contact a few times and i would quickly look away or duck behind some gasbag.
thanks for the free drinks though, lifesaver.
fuck there he is again! everyone was hogging his facetime i wasn’t anywhere close to loaded to plough through the douches and claim my moment. i even pre-wrote my url down on a cute piece of stationary for him and wrote something too embarrassing to share here if you need me i will me punching myself in an alley.
i will probably regret this for the rest of my life, don’t worry. we almost didn’t even go, i took my sweet-ass time getting ready and kept saying ok we aren’t going we aren’t going and fil said we are totally for sure going if you are scared we are going EVEN MORE and i said ok i am NOT SCARED then he said ok then lets go! burn on me.
i have pussied out of going to every single book-reading he does here and i say that it is because i am the ultimate fan and i do not pay to meet people no it’s really because i am well yes selfish but mostly, a useless pussy there you go i will understand if you stop reading my blog it’s ok, it was good while it lasted.
way to build it up so much genius next time it will be ten times worse!
this guy has been leaning against my wall for months, finally painted it how whimsical.
it is loads more fluorescent in real life, pretty vibrant.
onward.
this place won’t last, the service is amateur, food good, if they can just get over their insecurity and phonyness they might stand a chance.
the bartender was the only one allowed to wear a tank top, she had sleeve tats, everyone else looked like they work at future shop.
fil had the rotisserie chicken sandwich with spicy cornbread which wasn’t spicy.
quarter rotisserie chicken with choice of two sides for 7 bucks, pretty decent. dirty bean rice (ground pork in it, awesome) and potato salad, not that amazing, i gave most of it to fil, just wanted to try it, i think there is also coleslaw and other stuff i forget.
the chicken is amazing i would go back and order a half, next time. the waitress did a dumb thing and took my napkin away that i JUST unfolded and used only once to dab the corner of my mouth and fingers with i said uh i’m using that still wait wait as she is walking away with it and she goes uh we don’t like dirty napkins on the table the mess and motions with her hands like our table is a great big mess (it isn’t) that’s what the brown paper towels are for and i laughed politely wtf, i don’t like to kill the planet and waste extra paper towels if i don’t have to. i wondered if they were trained to do that or she was just a nervous anal moron. fil thought it was pretty dumb too and made the rest of our meal uncomfortable. i had to use his napkin after that which was totally messy when we were through and she did NOT come back to take it away. it really pissed me off. there are buckets on the table to throw your bones in but i only had one chicken bone, fil had none, they take the tabasco sauce bottles out of the bucket for you like a big fucking theatrical event when the food arrives and tell you to just throw the bones in, unnecessary for just one bone also a waste to clean it, like taking my napkin away that i just unwrapped. idiot.
i also overheard the tat-sleeve chick say that the national post was on their way over i guess to review the restaurant, how ironic.
the dirty rice and beans is very good, get it.
food good, service bad, too many people on schedule walking around like nervous knobs.
then i went for a tan, forgot my goggles had to use these sticker things that cost a dollar something sigh.
ooh complimentary mint i am moving up in the world.
dude on the right is so thrilled to hear messages from god on the subway, initially the j. witness was sitting beside me gabbing to someone else and i thought uh oh what if he talks to me what will i say they usually start off with are you a christian, then i say no and i don’t plan to be. sometimes they just won’t shut up and don’t give you an in. i saw ten of them at the jays game why is it always guys?
he walked all the way down the stairs outside of the rogers centre reading his harry potter, probably on his way to wherever the girlfriend he doesn’t have isn’t.
i look really shitty here, that kid behind us kept kicking our seats, there were 100 camp kids all around us, hyper spazzes yelling it cured me of all desire to have one of my own someday.
british cousins.
out of focus uncle wearing practically the same shirt as my dad.
super polite and shy, into sports, you can imagine how our conversation went.
gretzky’s, how he likes ‘em, NO SAUCE!
dad’s, look it’s wayne’s number on the bun (upside down).
“Entertainment Tonight” correspondent Gina Glickman (billed as a “Lohan family insider”) blows the lid off a conspiracy so wide-reaching that it may never fully be uncovered. That’s right, someone was out to get Lindsay Lohan, who “didn’t even know whose clothes she was wearing” when she was arrested for DUI. Here’s the whole shocking tale.
if this doesn’t make you get your period and cry yourself to death then your heart is cold and black.
remember last year all i ever put up were pictures of me hungover what the hell?
my nose is especially big in this picture i was trying to capture the beautiful essence of my hair can’t do it this morning as last nite was suicidal sober nite.
we have relatives from england in town i am sort of freaking out over what to wear, something conservative (pfft yeah like i own conservative clothing) yet hip but we are going to be sitting in the sun all afternoon so it has to be loose and breathy, fuck, i might have to wear a bra i have some ideas but all those conservative clothes are too big for me now, and they have to see me looking skinny cos last time they saw me i was likely twenty pounds heavier and this one girl is 16 i haven’t seen her since she was 2 (she doesn’t remember me and has only seen me through pictures where i am drunk laughing and have ten chins and have beady witch eyes and pale skin cos relatives don’t know how to use digital cameras) and she has to think i am cool so i have to please everyone sigh. i hope she’s not at that snotty teenager oh god you are such a loser nerd 24 year old stage cos i definitely can’t bust out any of my dick jokes that would win her over what do teenagers like these days emo shit i have to go look at muchmusic’s website now SIGH.
oh i have that ill scarlett cd someone at sony tell me right now if it is appropriate or will i get cool points i know i will be like here you go apparently they are cool right now like i don’t give a care and my dad will sigh really loud.
oh there is also an extra aqualung cd kicking around here good thing i just looked at their myspace here you go this band is a really big canadian band uh they’re from the uk? right ok. oh wait nevermind i’m keeping it i like this music.
update oh shit i just went to ill scarlett’s myspace which is basically just an ad for the cd holy offensive headache ps. one of the band members has dreadlocks this is going to go over well.
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before i met my ex bf he made me this song to help brainwash me into being his gf i don’t think i ever linked it, it’s pretty good, i was 17, what a pedo heh.
he spelled minx wrong, we fought about it then i gave up.
here are the lyrics:
once upon a time there was a cool red minx just a baby too young to order drinks her sweet smile drives me wild in a sick little fuck me (?) sweet red hair everywhere i play the fool but i don’t care
raymi raymi drive me crazy raymi raymi drive me crazy
i play the fool but i don’t care i want to come to you but i’m too scared broken memories shattered dreams are you sure you know what i mean no remorse no mistake this is the chance that we have to take you hardass smoke that grass i want you in my glass
raymi raymi drive me crazy raymi raymi drive me crazy
sophie and ollie, they are twins, ollie came out not breathing and fil’s mom gave him mouth-to-mouth, saved him, sophie is 1/3 the size of him. remy is their mother.
moments before i checked my comments to find out that i am a cum-guzzling trust fund hooker. ps. i spit, who swallows these days are you trying to impress some drug addict from brampton?
when fil went to ireland cid waited on that bed for him everyday like an ugly depressive haha.
first time eating here, got the best seat in the entire place. used to cruise by it all the time, always seemed so modernist 80’s cheese to me (still does), the mirrored glass on the outside. used to be bistro something?
i can never look at myself enough.
i shouldn’t have ordered sticky rice with my dish.
basil chicken, chicken was cold, basil was too licorice-y.
fil had curry duck, loads better than mine and i would order it next time. sticky rice goes better with it, sucks up that sauce like a sponge.
