i am going to be more aggressive with comment moderation. get ready.
my bangs are not emo. i had bangs before emo was emo and now that emo exists my bangs are emo? fuck you.
my bangs are ROCK AND ROLL!
anyway.
hung with RN yesterday, he’s pretty much in the doghouse over it. haha.
we went to the bar and i was not planning on singing a song but i did anyway cos no one was there. i sang stuck in the middle with you. i was kind of bad. this chick sang a zeppelin song and totally destroyed it and not in a totally slayed it like majorly awesome kind of way, more like the complete opposite of slay.
yesterday peggy suicide gave me a bunch of free shit! her cast away clothes i mean like a hundred dresses i am the best! thanks peg. we ate at korean bbq and i dropped my bowl of rice and it landed in a perfect bowl shaped shape on the floor and bbq dude comes over and scoops it up with his bare fucking hand.
raymi: will you help me move the fridge (cos i dropped my new mushroom fridge magnet under it)
fil: NO
raymi: why are you so stern with me
fil: SEE YOU SNAPPED! (points finger in face)
raymi: YEH cos you denied me you snapped then of course i snap
fil: i expect an apology
raymi: pffffft
fil: i am going for a walk
raymi: don’t speak to me when you’re hungry ever again
fil goes to lcbo purchases disgusting red vermouth
raymi goes to indigo and buys THE DEVIL WEARS PRADA
they reunite
after fifteen minutes of universal silent treatment and raymi spying fil thru the reflection of the livingroom glass door while reading her new book on the couch, fil making himself some booze drink despite him saying previously that evening it should be sober nite – raymi stands in the doorway to the bedroom, hands on hips,
raymi: so you caved and bought booze
fil: how would you decipher that
raymi: i saw you in the reflection of the window
fil grins
raymi: do you have anything to say to me? (hands still on hips)
fil: do you have anything to say to me?
fight pt. II ensues, neither apologizes, zero solution is reached, but both give in. raymi insults fil’s vermouth, mixes herself some with coke. says it’s meant to go with vodka and an olive. fil is insulted.
