mornin’ gents

i got my single ladies moment.

look what’s in my back pocket.

my idea.

some drunk vancouver chick thinks i look like natalie portman in this one. i thought i looked native here actually. i seriously do not see the portman. thanks tho.

hmm now upon closer inspection i guess she is totally right. hahaha.

just a samplin’ of nat’s bday jam what we all got slamboned at, ugh. fun groovy times indeed. fil and matt must have a ton of goodie shots you won’t see for weeks, me i danced pretty much four hours straight. lotsa stink-eye was received from friends of friends of friends as in i have more right to be here than you so stop stankin’ up the place with that dirty look on your face and clear the dance floor if you ain’t gwan be dancin’ fuckatash!

and so it begins.

oh sass. actually nat’s little louise looks very similar to sass, same outfit too pretty much. i was like this is my louise and that’s your sass. was it funny at the time? i dunno. i remember nat pointed out some bulge to me and i almost repeated it out loud on the spot oh man whiskey tongue will stab you in the back don’t trust it.

curtis is my new friend, he came to dance with the figure skater outfit girl (such a good outfit idea!) and make me look stupid in pictures. matt i want those two shots pronto.

a very solid idea.

trust me the moves were way cooler in real life.

ugh is that me swaying? well at least it’s better than when i think i can break dance in boots and i end up doing a square dance on speed over and over again. smart move.

oh and i even told my chandelier joke to jeanette, and it’s a knock knock joke now.

i am evolving.

oh yes and at the tail end there i intelligently had one teeny drag of a lung rocket and almost barfed on the spot. so now i know fil says. that’s right.

he is also far worse off than i am today cos he mixed red wine whiskey beer jager etc i told him to stop but he wouldn’t and now it’s almost one and he is finally getting up. i’ve been awake since ten. he spilled red wine on my pants too and the floor then pointed to his shirt and this teeny splotch he got on himself like it’s ok i ruined your pants because i spilled on me too. ugh no tard i am not the one who spilled shit on myself thanks for making me look like a slob along with you.

it was super duper fun and fil actually danced with me. sorry you missed it. i am pretty sore and i pulled my left hip (OLD!) a few days ago taking pictures of myself in the stevie dress. winner. guys i’m going to be 26 at the end of march. sssssssssssssssigh.

the rest of fil’s pix can be found here.

aww man this post came up in my stats and it makes me weepy cos 1. i had smokin’ bangs then 2. it was the last warm day before chilly fall hit town and 3. we still haven’t gone tobbogganing in lowville park yet.

what a lovely day that was.