ew i was having a conversation and i said IT IS WHAT IT IS i want to punch myself.
another thing people say that is NOT ALLOWED is: a blank is a blank is a blank. like, a blog is a blog is a blog etc. hey asshole a fuck you is a fuck you is a fuck you DIE.
what are you even trying to convince me of? oh wait i thought this house was a sofa was a hamburger boy you sure set ME straight you half-wit.
1. you are not smart 2. you are not clever 3. you are not interesting 4. your words have no depth 5. stop lying to yourself
i have been wearing this shirt since friday and this is possbile cos the armpit part doesn’t touch my underarms cos of the big sleeves a la deb in napoleon dynamite so the shirt doesn’t stink. we played a ten song set at the moonshine in oakville yesterday and jeff and odette cried because harvest moon is their wedding song and my voice gave them chills and when i sang who will save your soul the windows didn’t shatter.
i have to stop taking pictures of myself with greasy hair and fucked morning makeup face or more importantly stop thinking that i look good like that.
oh i forgot to add that we were also flipping to the fabulous life of… the world’s most fantabulous homes and it’s like gee i wonder why the east thinks the west is so decadent, hmm.
so yeah tomorrow is the fifth anniversary of 9/11. last nite we watched two different shows, one was about being trapped in the elevators in the wtc and the other show was about the air traffic controllers working that day. before flicking back and forth fil had it on some steps of osama cnn show that i told him to turn the fuck off. anyway i was wondering had i not lived in nyc on september 11, 2001 would i be as interested in all this shit right now? probably not, i mean, i would care but i obviously wouldn’t be so affected. i can only imagine how destroyed my life would be had i been in one of the towers and got out alive or if i was an air traffic controller and heard with my own ears that terrorist’s tone of voice i would probably be living on a funny farm right now 100%.
basically everything they set out to do they have accomplished cos they’ve certainly scared me for the rest of my life. i wish i was living on the fucking moon that day.
happy 9/11 everyone, don’t FALL APART. haha uh sigh.
everday goes by that i don’t have an anxiety attack is a success but over what?
i went to my first football game ever, CFL game, and this is what i learned:
i fucking hate football.
though, it is less boring than basketball.
the fans are crazy tho, the shit they scream, it was kind of scary. i was afraid they would know i wasn’t a real fan and kill me. also, swollen members played during the halftime – EMBARRASSING.
and in case you didn’t already know this, football players are bad at giving speeches and football fans are bad at listening to speeches cos they clap after every sentence what?
