she fled the scene like a wolverine

apparently i’ve been tanning in mexico all week long and i’m looking more and more like my mother. fil pointed that out too and i was secretly thinking it anyway. she doesn’t pose like this. maybe it’s cos i look mature? elegant, yet trashy? tanned cougy? here it is bigger for your scrutiny.

next party i throw will be cougar-themed. no exceptions. girls coug, boys coug OR dress like young dudes hahaha basball hats, over-sized jeans and everyone smokes ganj and dances to top 30.

and i’m 20 again nice! i won’t fuck it up this time, promise! (promise not guaranteed).

i’ve been on a shirt destroying altering blitz. trying to stave off a shopping spree. i know i’m gonna buy something either today or tomorrow (need a new shirt for saturday’s wedding reception party). anyway this thing had another layer of shirt beneath the mesh and i cut it all off and kinda hacked at the bottom to shorten it more. why didn’t i do this months ago? ps. that black mark on the tub is from a glass shelf that fell off from above the toilet (and nothing was on it, there’s also one left above the toilet, totally stable) and busted into a hundred pieces when we first moved in. it was tempered glass and super heavy. we went out to brunch and came back to it shattered, it obviously hit the tub first and chipped it. i hate that it ghettos every photo i take in the mirror so i usually try to hide it wow look at that what an interesting insider fact you just learned! how enriching.

that’s a box of canvas frames on the floor. we need more space. didn’t wash my hair yesterday i try to go as long as possible after a dye. today is definitely the day.

we went to shoot chickenfoot at the sound academy last nite. sammy hagar’s new band. also chili peppers drummer chad is in it. guy seriously had an eye crush on me in the photo pit. too bad i can’t share fil’s and my hilarious conversation before we left. oh fuck it. basically i’m like who is van halen, i mean i know who they are but are they canadian? did they do that song? (insert ten ACDC songs) oh ok right here right now or whatever no not that one just right NOW right right with the words in the video yeah the song in the crystal pepsi ads. me + rock star privileges = total waste and extremely infuriating amusing.

vip area.

this photographer looks like a pothead we know haha. another photog stood on the tip of my shoe and didn’t know so i kinda shoved him in the small of his back, he turned around and saw me sitting there and well, i’d like to think probably went home humiliated out of the very being of his soul. nah, it wasn’t a big deal at all, just a detail for you my friends.

greeeeeeeeas-ay.

i text-bragged to my brother and he didn’t write back. he was probably too jealous to, yeah that’s it.

thanks tina <3 - fil and i were the only ones allowed back in the pit after the first 3 songs were over (typical rules for photographers) so i had to take pics and act involved even though i just wanted to jam out. the hatred from behind was certainly palpable. so basically i have 400 pictures and videos.

hey there. i pussed out on throwing my cards on stage. unprofessional. yeah like that has ever stopped me before.

cool story.

JD bottle guitar!

gross dude i busted pissing in the ladies. he was like 60 and totally blasted. i understand getting annihilated with friends but like, going out alone gettin’ concussed and being a total liability to yourself and others, why do guys do that? black outs maybe?

i love to purposely include security in the shot, their facial expressions are always the best. so annoyed.

still here hi.

serious dead will ferrell ringer.

sweet lookin’ gibson.

awesome.

i’m still winning. i planted the happy face mid-march.

why is facebook and twitter taking turns takin’ shit naps today? apparently it was hackers and FB can’t handle the traffic flood thanks to twitter being down.

everything is fine

we went to gibson yesterday to look at the brand new dark fire guitar, i missed the performances and speeches though but oh look fil‘s photo is published in this article about it, hover over the pic. go dinky. (ps. it’s his bday tomorrow!)

is it too much to ask you to pretend to look like you are dancing with me for a photo?

excuse me while i go gay for a second here (from now on i will say rogue instead of gay, consider that the last G word on this website)(hopefully) anyway, i was prepared to be crabby last nite but my friends totally turned that around aw. thanks guys, your company made me (happy) look super young in this picture.

i was trying to get cleavage over there, give peace a chance will suffice i suppose, i tried aj.

i like this one because i look important.

oh man i just remembered those drinks: fireball, absolut, cran and tabasco i made sure i only had one even though they were laid out free all nite long.

thank you claire for saying this drink looks like a hangover she single-handedly saved my brains with that one-liner.

LOVE this dude and everything he embodies, he is like what toronto’s kid rock WISHES he could and should be doing.

LOVE party dogs.

a busy man on top of having a cold.

brad’s home away from home.

his new guitar.

no big deal or anything. brad’s sister renita did my tattoo and now everyone wants one.

aw sad fiver.

saturday FOREVS?

ps. xenia‘s blog is my new favourite.