and now for the B roll

The last picture I took yesterday, now lets go backwards one week. Maybe two actually. I can’t tell time anymore.

Grindhouse basic burger with cheese. Amazing dip sauce for the fries plus I got to try the salsa for the spanish fly burger, wowzers.


Ha ha so emo.

Haha so housewife. Welcome to my garden.

I need nachos for this asap!

Race ya!

Chi chi no no’s toys.

Oh my god how I have missed lemon pepper wings.

And hurricanes. Doubles.

Love it.

If I wasn’t experiencing crippling menstrual cramps at the moment I’d go buy more hair dye, it is nowhere near looking like this at the moment. Think I have to go more brown less red.

Trade shows make you damn thirsty. This was Cinco de Mayo.

All it takes is sunshine.

And bright colours.

Start ‘em young. Oh my.

Christ. Ha. When you pick apart all the things women undergo to beautify it’s kind of gruesome, no?

Another day another burger. We missed brunch as usual.

Jean Grey it up.

Dying my hair dyed my Justin Bieber “baby” blue nail polish lilac!

Tuna melt to die for. Those are half hard boiled eggs beneath the cheese. Saved the pickle for Snooki.

Glad we filmed yesterday it was spectacular out.

That rooftop is heaven.

Ha ha samesies.

Wino Wednesdays! ANTM finale! Peace out! FTS!

as in what the fuck else is new

a slew of photos of me i tried not to get any of you guys in them this time.

ok except for this one i missed my chance to capture the pretty bouquet t’was before this baby’s pretentious breath collection (or whatever it is), we’ve been at the whistle so many times over the last few weeks i felt a kinship with that fucking bouquet.

hey what’s up i came to be extremely moody and to party, the first part is taken care of now bring on the rest.

oh i was in a nice place last nite i was.

my friend jeff put his flash on my matt’s camera. now i want one. but i’m not a camera dweeb like err ahh, anyway. ps. if you want to buy one of fil’s framed photos hit us up, cheaper than my stuff!

see the flash difference now and how washed out my beautiful face is? learning is fun.

hi kid.

i met this guy paul before at matt’s birthday party, funny how alcohol totally thiefs your memories like that eh? turns out he’s some kind of deal i dunno i was too busy making up dumb jokes about his glasses. we blabbed about our mutual appreciation for christmas thanks to his shirt.

matt just told me i met paul before BEFORE too. hahahaha.

regrettably i am not in this picture but the following quips from our man on the right were hilariously incriminating. not regarding zach though unfortch.

in the foreground, awesome, in the background, matt realises he knows paul too.

when we left the steamwhistle a nice snowball fight ensued it felt really nice smashing snow in matt’s face, like, super good nice. no snow jobs were had as we knew how that would turn out. at the end of the skywalk we were greeted by four security, the only female of the lot had the balls to be the deliverer of the you must exit the station news. i’m sure they could hear us all the way from the other end of the walkway screaming and hurling snow bombs. scattered on the ground up ahead on our path were a ton of white triangle paper cups, they looked like snow and we thought OH YES more ammo until we came upon them to realise no, not snow. good time that was.

i washed my hands like crazy when i got home.

skid clan came out to represent, i’m laughing cos to everyone else on the subway it looked like i just jumped on these stranger’s laps for a photograph. i even did the walking down the stairs bit when we got off before them i realise none of this is making sense so have a nice one.

hello sirs

yeah yeah yeah vintage fur blah blah snoooze. i never got the whole IT’S VINTAGE justification, so bullshit, (no offense world) yeah it happened before you were born but so what, you bought it. blood is on your hands too. ps you look like a mental case who are you, whitney houston?

person 1: is that a fur coat?

person 2: it’s vintage

person 1: is it real fur

person 2: vintage fur

person 1: ok, and that solves what exactly?

person 2: it’s ok because IT’S VINTAGE

person 1: how so?

person 2: JUST BECAUSE

person 1: superb argument i’m convinced!

that being said, i love this coat.

the one time i make a go at steph‘s big scarf another girl turns up wearing the exact same one.

little impy came out despite being sickly. we did the photobooth there and the pictures came out very dark, if you ask the bartender nicely for two loonies for your toonie he gives you tokens. i’m going to scan them in and get fil to lighten them up.

the man of the hour i wanted to bring him a flower but they only had gross dried out antique looking forest garbage at sobeys so i got him his favourite instead, garlic bagel crisps which we all slaughtered by nite’s end.

paddy jane’s outfit was amazing.

check that one piece red velour number and you can see me asking the dj for fifty songs she didn’t have.

these are jeff‘s pictures (you can see the rest of the set there) he knew raymi before raymi was raymi too, don’t bother asking him for stories though.

hi everyone coming from here my hits are ‘sploding!