Of flesh and doom...

"Through the storms and the light, baby you stood by my side and life is wine... but there are days in this life when you see the teeth marks of time two lovers divide. Sound meets sound, babe her echoes they surround.. and all that we need is one thing, now what is there to allow?

Babe it's time we gave something new a try,
though alone we may fight
just let us be three tonight."

deny you and be doomed... though i might hate you forever. Should I meet the devil I don't know? He could not even be the devil... fucked if I know.

I'm excited for Saturday. This Blog is going nowhere and I bought a new hat. I need a job. Now. It's 6am and I'm supposed to get up at 10... if I ever fall asleep I hope I don't wake up till Saturday. And then I hope I don't wake up till... St.. Patricks Day? I have good Christmas present ideas for everyone... it's swine flu. SURPRISE!!!


This photo looks terrible in Low-res. Hat looks good though. COME OUT ON SATURDAY!

tomorrow belongs to me...

Sigh diddle diddle
a cat and a cripple
dreams of jumping over lagoons
the little man laughed (for he was too short)
and gabie made out with the moon.

Renegade Warehouse (Dufferin & Queen) $3 drinks, $10 entry 4 independent films and one bad ass fucking night. Come support independent cinema. It will be fun. Lots of fun.

Eye Candy...

Aha. I did a russian gypsy card reading on myself last night. Got a lot of very strange predictions and advice. One made me really fucking angry. I got the Owl Card facing away from me and apparently that means that my plans will not materialize... in the description it said "This includes job interviews" and I have an internship interview on Friday! So fuck. Seriously, fuck.

This blog is supposed to be about photos not gay ass gypsy readings. So here we go. These were taken around the city at random times, I call them eye candy.

Of Kings and Khans...

I saw King Khan & BBQ at Lee's Palace at NXNE last year. I actually went to see No Age but only caught their last song-- I also had a brief conversation with Jason Schwartzman outside, which made me incredibly giddy and horny, but that's a story for another day. King Khan was a total special guest and pleasant surprise. They are very down to earth and awesome.



If you ever want to get your freak right the fuck on-- check them out sometime. Like right now maybe.Or December 4th touring for their new album "Invisible Girl"

Of Ketchup... and bitches...

Yeah, some skanky ho splattered ketchup on myself, Yasmin, Dana and Erica tonight on college. it was a fighty night. Boys got into fights outside because guys have this inate sexual tension between one another and grappling on the ground is the closest they can get to sucking each other's dick and taking it up the ass as possible.

Meanwhile, some random girl was going on about how Yasmin had a problem with her friend. People have this misconception about Yasmin, because one of her eyes is bigger than the other and it gives her this snarky look 24/7... it's cute, but girls are clearly jealous. So this girl is like "wtf?" and Yasmin decided to tell her that she did for some reason. And the girl was like well why? and Yasmin was all "I don't know... well you kind of have an annoying face." and then the girl was all "NICE FAT BODY" and yasmin was all "oOOOoOOoOo!!!! good one!" The girl walked away, and then there was ketchup ALL over Yasmin's face and my head and dana's head and Erica's head. It was funny. But also really lame.

I wish I had ran after her, pryed her mouth open and filled it with an entire bottle of mustard. Then I would have liked to have punched her until she bled profusely... think about it, she'd be covered in mustard and BLEEDING. PROFUSELY. Point being... karma sucks... I've instigated 2 verbal girly battles against skanky hos in the past two days... so this is like the skanky ho revolution.

Word to the skank hos: Don't fuck with us. Because we're crazy. Like actually kind of really insane. Like you know, when you sit on a bus wondering what your brains would look like all that blonde hair? Or cutting off your tits to see if they're filled with plastic, frying your nipples and serving them to my dog?


.....oh my god.

Of Alcoholic Hedgehogs...

Halloween was kick-ass. I was retardedly drunk by the end of the night broke my camera, lost my flask/candy/ears/gloves, took my top off at a party (not the kind of girl to do that. sort of still in disbelief that i actually did that), and left my boyfriend stranded at my appartment building at 4am while i Passed out cold... leading him to believe I had been raped or killed.

But seriously! Great night! Goin' Steady puts on a wicked tricky Halloween Party. So many great costumes. Damn. I have a bunch of photos but I am waiting on my card reader still. And then I will post them ALL because I have photos of the best ones. I visited Soy Bomb's Halloween Loft Party which was where I caused the most damage to my...face..... and camera... the photos will explain a lot I hope. Still missin some info from that night :\

I have so many plans for next year!

Meanwhile, I have some confusions about my university application. Ryerson is fucking with my mind. The course I want to apply to exists on the website... but not... on the application? Confusion. Ryerson, not a good first impressy. That's right impressy! Last night I had no ideas for anything and now I am pregnant with them, as a good friend would say.

I sort of wanna keep my blue hair. Nobody got my costume. Like literally nobody. But way worth it. I wish I had been less drunk. Would've ran EVERYWHERE and taken more photos. Oh well.

We also have a SWEET PARTY coming up on the 28th! including musical geniuses: Big Crimes, Germans, and Jesse Futerman will be sharing his gift(s) at RENOGADE. A sweet new venue. Also Jacobean's birthday-after-day. I would lend him my unicorn for the day but he would probably shit on it by accident.

See? November isn't that bad... just keep... telling me that.