jeeeesus, it seems like I just turn around and several days have gone by and I just fully seem to forget I even have a blog.
how are you?
I'm doing okay.
things are still insane around here. I've started going out later so that can get stuff done around the house before I'm out on the town until 4. Just adjusting my schedule to allow for being a party-all-the-time asshole.
IT IS NOT MY FAULT THAT EVERYTHING IS TOO FUN.
also, I'm working quite a bit lately. Which is good, it keeps me from being an all-time disaster.
and then Lucinda Bright and I sleep in until noon (at the earliest).
Norman and I had virgin bloody marys the other night at Hoops and our favourite bartender did them up right for us. So delicious.
Virgin bloody marys to go with our beers and pretended they were slightly nutritious. Not because we weren't drinking or anything.
Our bartender gets sad when we're not around enough. Haaaa we love Hoops.
grilled cheese is not the best unless you put more cheese on the outside of the sandwich. I know I've said that before but I hope you took it to heart.
at the Metro they now have a bunch of gluten-free products, generic brand, including pancake mix. SO GOOD.
I mean, maybe because of how I put so much bananas and walnuts in them, but no, seriously delicious. Almost as good as Aunties and Uncles.
wow I haven't been for brunch in forevers. Hmmmmm.
Okay enough about food!
Let's look at pictures of me!!!
The worst is when you go to chat with a pal on the internet and they're like
"how are things?"
and you're like, "same old, how are things with you?"
and they're like "oh just busy working on a movie I wrote that samuel l jackson is in"
hahahaaaa JEALOUS.
then this conversation happened:
he: how is the husband hunt going?
me:too many cooks in the kitchen
luckily i decided no husbands, only party
he: I really hope you don't call your private parts "the kitchen"...
me:obvi
"what's cooking"
"let's go check the kitchen"
he: Now I'm totally calling you The Kitchen from now on.
me: RIGHT ON
he: "If you can't take the heat, stay out of the kitchen."
me: "i think that sausage belongs in the kitchen"
then i'll endup with a bun in the oven!!
he: Yes, be careful. Clean up after food-preparation and wear oven-mitts to avoid getting burned.
Also, try to avoid being infested by rats.
me: eeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwww
:(
actually, i've for sure gotten invested in rats before
I told my friend, Crazy Von she can take pictures of my tits next week.
On film that expired 47 (?) years ago. ART!
haaaaa. the real question is, should I post them here if they are nice? (not the tits, asshole, those are fantastic, the photos) (JOKING only medium fantastic)
Probably should post them, hey?
Mother, you want to way in on this? You used to pose nude for art classes, so there are many artist-renderings out there of your rack I bet.
Oh, you don't want your business on the internet? Wrong daughter!
I don't really see the issue with tits but I do feel awkward about the sort of attention it brings. Or how people then feel they get to judge you based on what you put on the internet.
Crazy Von and I went to highschool together and she was even in a play I directed in grade 12. Recently she's been hanging out at Dot while I'm there and so we've gotten to be buds again. And I'm glad!
Also, if you click over to her blog then you get to see how she takes pictures of babes all day!
I leave for Montreal on Thursday morning. I'm getting excited. Obviously.
I'm also going to finally get my passport when I get back so that I can go down to New York to hang out on Sass's big deck with her.
WANT TO.
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