what’s up dude?

nothing. jus’ chillin’. you know how it is.

be prepared to see five-hundred fotos of me wearing that fuckin’ dress.

canzine was awesome. i sat beside the brampton school of arts or something and every hour they got up and did this wheel spinning thing and everyone would yell out WHEEL OF BRAMPTON!!!!! it was funny. brian came all the way from savannah and brought me a bottle of gin and bought a bunch of stuff. thank you everyone for coming out, i’ll probably do it again next year except have more stuff to sell.

happy halloween

oh and it’s me and fil’s 1 year anniversary today. he just called from work and told me that he wouldn’t be offended if i cleaned something, like the bathroom sink. oh that was SO SWEET!

xo

funny cats

come and see me.

guess what I GOT WASTED LAST NITE WOOOOOOOOOOOOH!

i have to buy new shoes today and print out my story. i just want to wear my costume all day long and then everyday after that so i won’t have to wear pants anymore and therefore be having to pull them down to pee and whatnot and then pulling them back up again, SO EXHAUSTING!

i want to see this movie.

ok last time i’m gonna say it, tomorrow is canzine from 1-7pm, go to it, i will be there. i will have a table and i will have art to sell and dear raymi books to sign and a limited number of copies of my second book yet to be in print – MARKETABLE DEPRESSION and i may or may not be wearing my spooooooky costume. so come and see me, don’t be shy.

we got our costumes.

i am the cat whisperer.

i just watched another terrible movie. monster-in-law.

i wish my job was recording commentary on dvds. i’d be all, “this is the scene that is NOT FUNNY.”

“this is the part that you can fast forward through.”

“this movie was fine the first time around when it was called meet the parents.”

et set urr uh

while waiting for samir to show up at the stem two major hipsters walked in and sat in the boothe across from mine and i was like fuck it’s so early, who knew hipsters existed at this hour.

samir and i went to see domino yesterday at the paramount and it is easily THE WORST film ever made. it just, i couldn’t fucking believe it, it just wouldn’t end! every cliche you can think of they put in that fucking movie. the guys from 90210 are innit and you do get to see kira naked so whatever, it’s a good movie to blow off steam to but afterwards you are like, what the fuck was that?

then i ate the best goat cheese and red pepper wrap at cadillac lounge and screamed at samir, “i just canNOT talk to you.” cos he was in a bad mood and was hating on everything though it was kinda funny.

that’s me and bizo. bizo is samir‘s cat. i crapped twice today and it was like explosive. we ate breakfast at the stem and our waitress was daft and i asked for sour cream 4 times and there wasn’t any and i knew that she knew that there wasn’t any but did she tell me? nooooooooooooo she did not.

i got angry.

i’ve been up since 5:30. terrible sleep last nite.

fil and i watched the fellowship of the ring for the 50th time because it is magical.
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what the hell should i be for halloween, please help me decide. some kind of inanimate object.

don’t forget to come see me at the gladstone this sunday for canzine i hope i am dressed like a ninja. some guy is coming all the way from savannah just to see me there so you fuckers in tdot who get lazy and don’t come out like, zero excuses. plus noel will be there with five hundred ‘zines and there’s some sort of burlesque show happening. it goes from 1-7pm.