i smacked my head on a doorframe under the stairs of alex/kane/sherri’s new place today. i was in this fun little storage space, crawling around with the dogs, and then it was all THUDSMACK and then UNNNNNNNNNNNgh. i had nothing to do and i was done making lame comments about butternut squash and karate poses and everything was unpacked for the time being and they were too polite to let me dust/clean/move furniture so i just had to entertain myself by playing dungeons&dragons with the dogs.
no one laughed aloud when the THUDSMACKBANGMORON noise happened ‘cos it sounded pretty painful but it wasn’t really, just sounded that way and i wasn’t bleeding though should have been kuz i had hit the frame pretty hard, boggin’ my noggin’ at quite a sharp angle.
i was more concerned with my recovery line which was, “i’m ok it was just wood.”
i also hugged and kissed the dogs a lot and let them eat my hair because i am part autistic and i only leaned against the freshly painted walls once and messed up the paint, ok well, i leaned the bedframe against it as well, so i guess that counts as twice.
that’s me on the right with the short-dyke hair trying to be as far away as possible from the frat-like shenanigans because i felt uncomfortable with the whole fitting-in thing. for the most part everyone was friends before our exchange program to england began and had formed cliques, you know, that schoolish crap that’s exhausting and a total waste of time when you’re [me] trying to get shitty and be above it all and have one-nite-stands and have totally awesome stories to tell at breakfast the next morning while jilly and sally are talking about dad’s credit cards and the ugly purse they got from harrod’s which cost 90 quid.
gay dogs, not lying.
this one guy got his face totally messed up by these punks in oxford and he was rushed to hospital. they smashed his face with a brick ‘cos he was a mouthy stupid rich kid in their part of town, and was “marketably attractive” before this whole brick incident occurred.
the moral of the story is – don’t mess with british punks when you are a white canadian boy who looks like eminem.
i bet if i made a poll that was DOES YOUR MOM TASTE LIKE PEE? everyone would vote yes cos they are retards but when i make a poll comparing something that DOES taste like urine to urine you all vote no. think WARM pineapple juice or no name brand pineapple juice, even.
you are all cads.
it’s funny how i said THEY are all retards instead of YOU are all retards like there is some separate set of people reading my blog from an alternate universe that’s not YOU GUYS it’s THEM GUYS THOSE GUYS THEY etc.
i’m pretty sad about my grandma’s house selling so quick. my dad plans to be out of there by month’s end. he’s temporarily moving in with my brother at our home in the other less fancy suburbs which should be fun for all of them. i’m going to help move some shit today and go through boxes of stuff to pitch, donate, give away – i’m assuming me, brother and dad will be crammed in my brother’s truck which seats 2.5 people. i want to get in as much grandma’s house time as possible but it’s also pretty weepy feeling to be there. there’s a ton of books up for grabs. i’ll let you guys know.
lise and i watched hard candy last nite and holy shit wow intense i am not saying anything cos fil is going to watch it tonite but wow, i am never meeting anyone off the internet ever again especially teenaged short hair girls.
fil came home WASTED from the leafs game last nite and accused me of having leftover sashimi hidden somewhere from my dinner with lise i was like dude why would i have leftover fish i completely ate the shit out of dinner there was NOTHING left over GO TO SLEEP!
i bought hoodia last nite from a health store! i am going to be a skeleton! just! you wait! and see!
i already tried a pill and i feel barfy which is good which means i don’t want to eat which means appetite suppressed ZING. though i don’t ever eat breakfast anyway so feh. i also bought those alternative clove cigarettes that look marketed for kids who like lucky charms and they are nicotine free. yay smoking is fun! lets go on a treasure hunt in the forest and find mother goose you guys! that’s what i think of when i see the box. also i can get a free zippo if i send in 35 seals from the package.
