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party!


OUR HOUSE IS ALWAYS PARTY.

"we're bad people" -my roommate, Ron
"no way man, I haven't slept with anyone this year" -me

uhhhhh
maybe we'll have some resolutions up in this house but I BET NOT.

nah nah nah, man, I'm mature now like a grown adult guy this guy is now a good guy. Don't worry.





I'm charming........... Here I am getting ready to finish off the year. Dollface came over and made this super good dip that we ate the shit out of and washed it down with a bottle of prosecco from her ma! Looks like someone's ma doesn't give them a dirty look when they go for that second beer.....

We went to Comedy Bar last night with some lovely ladies and other pals. I specifically wanted a low-presh New Years and I definitely did not want to have to be chasing the fun or running from party to party so this ended up being really nice. I laaauughed and I danced and I drank and I kissed some people on their cheeks and was super pleased to hang out with some of my favourites and pleased to make other buds into better buds. So, basically right on.
Coulda been better if I had a sweet babe on my arm, but ya know, sometimes you can't have evvverything you like. 

Also, it was Mantown!

I love the sparklers for Mantown!

Aw, this bud is adorable!


And I missed this cute face while I was away in Saskatoon for a couple weeks there. I mean, I see Nicole so goddamn much now that are improv lives are married together and we party forever at comedy and in life.
A funny thing happened where I tried to blame her for the way I've been saying my "A"s lately, specifically on words like Haaaandsome... it's almost like a midwestern thing but not quite. Anyhow, she blames that on me! Team influencing!
Also she said she's started putting her chin around in the air sometimes for emphasis, which is apparently something I do. Disbelieve that.

here is a video I just found on her blog of her backing up her claim of being a rapping genius.

Anyway,

I forced Dollface into getting up on stage for the Mantown drinking games. I would 100% forsure win those drinking games if I weren't allergic to beers. So many beers I don't drink!
Love her hot pink pants. Very festive!


This Mantown featured 100% more Jan Caruana.
1 Jan + 2 Babes. Nice. 
I liked that. Although I do still like the other men who normally reside in this town.
It was the dirtiest mantown I've ever seen but luckily I can understand dirty jokes. I get them. 


After my new year kiss from Dollface! So much red lipstick. Oh I left it on forsure. The only picture I have with the girls at new years is SO GODAWFUL that I need to save it for another time. It's so wonderfully bad that I just keep looking at it and laughing and crying at how ugly I am. 
Why doesn't photoshop work on my computer right now!!??!
(I'm not going to make the photo better, only worse don't worry.)



I took these other glamour shots when I got home last night. Didn't really remember doing that. The good thing about there not being any nudie shots in this lot means I didn't send any to anyone! Right on! No, there are surprisingly few racy pictures of me that exist in this world and I feel a tiny bit sad that I'll probably make it to 30 without any surfacing on the internet. (horrified face from my relatives)
Not that I want them on the internet, I just feel like it'll probably eventually happen and it won't be when I'm at my best!
Let's do some nude scenes in some movies.
(just kidding I'm horrrribly prudish and awkward and insecure!)


haahahaaaa classic blank face pose.

My point is that HAPPY NEW YEAR everyone!
I'm excited for this next year, maybe I'll learn how to work working into my funtime alltime schedule. I'd like that!
I like that my birthday happens beside the new year because then it's like everything is all new and fresh all together (I mean, never actually, but, you know).



What are your guys's resolutions?
I want to ask Siri but unfortunately I don't have her in my phone yet so I have to wait and then I'll ask her what to wish for my resolutions to be.

sloth-balls, party-attack

hahaaaa we thought the liquor stores were all closed Monday because of the holiday, this video is what happened when we found out they were open!



Yulie asked me to make her a video, so this one was for her. In it I talk about going clubbing!!!!!!!

the weird thing is then we actually went clubbing a day or so later. I never go clubbing.





One of my favourite Saskatonians, Constantine, is in town and staying with us and I'm trying to do a good job of entertaining him but mostly all I ever want to do is lie around my house. Luckily my house is still generally pretty rad and right on.

These were our clubbing outfits. Pretty ridic. We went to the guvernment to hear Skratch Bastid.... Clubbing is so weird!! We had a pretty good time, though. I drank too many smirnoff ices... and we all danced pretty hard.
Kind of silly in our summer dresses. We all wore Yulie's dresses. Except Const.



the only picture I took of the club.

Yep, we spend a lot of time at home.
sometimes I ignore everyone and go on my phone/computer. 
Not a bad life. We're talking more about making it more of a home and calming down around here. It's been super over party in an okay way but there's really only so much of that sort of thing we can take.

there's a lot of dancing going on around here. If that's what you want to call it....

partypartypartyparty

our lives revolve around food. forsure. No denying.

And sitting on the deck. Deck all the time.

we only sleep sometimes....

awwwwwwwww

okay I'm watching muchmusic and it's making me want to punch errrrryone. can't stop, though.

also, I watched Unsolved Mysteries last night and it was so engrossing!

too hot to write too hot to breathe

Oh, thank god.
It's a decent temperature in here right now. It's almost a bit chilly in shorts. I am in love with it.

I am the kind of guy who just doesn't deal well with heat. No one is surprised about this. I have a snowflake tattoo for shit's sake.


(all healed, now!)

when I was biking home from work in the afternoon of the hottest day of the year I forsure thought I was going to die.
I get awfully claustrophobic with the idea that I never get cool again, that I'm going to burn alive and not be able to do anything to stop it. Do not like.


this is the view from how I was lying on the floor in my room with my neck over the ineffectual AC vent. Not a bad hangout spot.


Loving In The Name Of was super extreme heat, too. I still managed to stick it out until past last call, of course. but I couldn't dance like I really wanted to dance. Also, I don't think I've ever sweated as much as I have this week. I wish I was a person who looked good in the heat instead of being one of those guys who gets so crimson that it makes everyone worry for my health and safety.



Went fence-jumping, pool-hopping afterward, though. So cold, the coldest I've felt that pool to be, I think. And lots of nudity (righton), and probably 60 or 70 people in there doing way too many dives into fairly shallow water.


in the morning Onesie and I were whining around on my bed, eating hard day-old cotton candy and dill pickle cripsy minis and I remembered that I'd won a gc to Lakeview so we wandered around the corner to use that up.



I love that a popular kind of text message I get these days is "when will you be home? I miss you!" or even better, "when will you be home? I'm making dinner!"
above photo is dinner Onesie made for me this weekend. I have no idea how to describe it and then I'd probably do it wrong and she'll be mad, but it wasn't like anything else I'd eaten. Super good.
something about ginger and rice and yogurt and green salsa and chickpeas and carrots and raw radishes... sort of like a curry but without curry? yeah. I know.

My life fully revolves around food. In the best way?

All we do is have people over and entertain. I'm not sick of it yet, though I am feeling a bit overwhelmed? Who can tell. I still love here.
Cheespie came over yesterday afternoon for hangs and I painted a bit and we made this big snack platter:

SNACK PLATTER ARE THE SMARTEST BEST IDEA
there's really nothing better. So many different things to eat and you can pick at it forever. Maybe this works especially good for me because I am a slow and pick-at-it eater and I like to take my time.
that bowl of beans are lupin beans or some shit that you can find at corner stores around here and even at Metro and they are salty and you just eat them straight and such a good snack. Also, a babe brought me the cherries, so think about that! Ha. 
Anyway, we ate the shit out of this and watched a movie and drank beer/cider and had chats.
Onesie went to work but came back 3 hours later and we were still chilling the fuck out, so she joined right back in. Which meant it was time for bloody marys, obviously.

I took it easy besides just drinking on the patio with some of my favourite ladies last night. Actually, I didn't leave the house at all yesterday. Notbad notbad.



these are the only two photos I took of Flash Gordon and I at Spoke Club on Thursday for her brother's birthday. Too bad, we looked cute. We had a relax night there, just lots of lounging around on benches and talking about life.


My tan is coming along nicely.

I use the term "tan" here pretty loosely. I haven't burnt at all really this summer. I hear that burning is the worst. Light tanning is only medium bad. I'm only trying to tan to see if I actually can. So far: Not really.

I'm considering getting around to leaving the house now. I maybe will do some good errands. That'd be so good of me. Yeah yeah, I'm responsible. I'm going to go get things done!

party of 4

Left to right, Firehorse, Onesie, Yulie, Mare.
Yes, yes we do belong in a 90s sitcom FORSURE.

Yulie has 12,000 nicknames. I don't even know how one person can amass so many nicknames. I'm going to work on getting more for myself. Or maybe just appropriating some of hers. My roommates call me "Mare". they spell it "Mer". I would spell it like the french for mother I guess.
I'm not into people I don't know calling me that but roommates are kind of allowed to whatever. They're like family kind of but very different.

I keep forgetting to mention how I totally made it through my first month living with several other people without any type of complete meltdown. Pretty cool, right?
I'm almost at a month and half now, even.

Roommates are different than I thought they'd be. Roommates are different than having company and very different than having guests come to stay with you.
You can walk out of rooms they are in and not even have a good reason. You don't have to babysit them and they are fun to do things with and to just have around while you watch Top Chef: Just Desserts at 1 a.m.

roommates are what I hoped they'd be!



Turns out that even if you decide for years that you're a certain way or a certain kind of person, it doesn't necessarily have to be true.
I know that I had several friends worried for me because this is a big change plus I always yell about how much alone time I need and how much I dislike other humans. But you know what? I'm a decent human. I'm pretty rational, even. And so far, people like living with me.



And I with them!

Yulie and I totally bonded at her family's cottage this past weekend and I'm super excited that we actually get to keep living together and continue on being buds. Moving in with strangers is a not-bad plan because you have so much to talk about and so much to learn.

SIGH.


We went to Dakota last Tuesday for Dwayne Gretzky (members of lots of bands mostly this week, Sweet Thing and Arkells)'s residency and I had a pretty brilliant time. A lot a lot of dancing. I'm such a happy dancer. I didn't really take any photos of the band because whoooo caressss? But I did take pictures of myself and my buds in the washroom. Because I'm deep.

"I'm not sure if I have a crush on Onesie or if I just love her hair" -everyone in their minds (also, we all do)


Onesie has basically no online presence. which is opposite of me. She doesn't even write on fb walls. I have to quote her on my own wall because she won't comment.



Awww I like all my friends so much these days.






Mornings are the best around here. Well, along with every other part of the day. If you're around in the morning you usually get a smoothie. And hopefully a bed-in. And are guaranteed several good jokes.

 I'm the happiest guy! Why don't I just chortle to myself some more all over the place!

I was away at Yulie's family cottage this weekend (that's what roommates are for), so I haven't been around the internet at all lately. I have to figure out how to keep up with blog, though. I kind of miss it.

Okay since when is it 3:45? End of the line around here!


in this video  Mrs and I are in the car together. Prrrrretty exciting.

if this is what spring looks like, what will summer be?

This weekend has been kind of stupid-fun, which is great because I was not feeling fun at all Friday afternoon, I was thinking I'd stay in all weekend and be productive. that might have been a good plan but honestly, the fun I had was worth it.

Last night I worked the UFC event, like I said. And I made a billion dollars and got out of there at about 12:30 (I thought it'd be 2 so I was so thankful).

I wandered over to meet Dollface and her Bay St. gang who had been at the event and who were now at Ultra.
Ultra is the worrrrrst. Hha, clubs are the worst! So ridiculous! I was wearing jeans and sneakers and a stupid tanktop.
I slammed (carla ghee's word of choice) a double gin-and-tonic and then a shot of vodka (serious catching up) and then had another double while Doll and I fucking broke it down on the dance floor. It fun to violently shy away from dudes who try to dance on you. Cowering slightly is also the best!
Dudes like that!
we had some pretty good moves and then I took a tour around the room to find people to hit on but instead I just pushed a bunch of people who were in my way. There was a long table to dance on but I didn't do it. If only I'd worn my 6 inch heels I might have considered it.


this does not give you any indication of how this club sucks, but it's so dark in there (so that everyone looks good!) that you can't take any real photos.

Don't think I don't realize I'm the definition of a hipster since I now take part in ironic clubbing.
Thanks Bay St for the drinks!

Dollface and I were thinking Sneaky Dee's for food after but then Firehorse said house party and when you say house party I say HOW HIGH?
haaa
So I rode my bike up while Dollface fought to find a cab and ended up walking up and I went to 7-11 to buy chips and taquitos to bring to the party.
While I was wandering down Spadina waiting for Dollface, I was approached by a terrifying random man who then turned out to be an ex-co-worker who I hadn't seen in a couple of years!
So ooobviously we brought him to the party! finding people who are up for adventure is such goodfortune in my life sometimes.


hahahaaaa so good. good thing we wore our matching glasses. This guy used to have a soulpatch but now he has a beard. Nice work! Nothing worse than a soulpatch and nothing better than a beard. Is that rude?
Almost certainly.


Have you seen betterwithabeard.tumblr.com? have I linked to it before?
"I didn’t realize Matt LeBlanc could grow such an accomplished beard. People shouldn’t be allowed to squander their beard-growing gifts. It should be illegal."
"That’s an especially great beard. It’s no contest. If you think the beardless Zachary Levi looks better, then you clearly need to start reconsidering the way you’re living your life."
hahaaa obviously I think that's great.

One time I saw a crush at a show and he'd shaved his face a bit and I believe my words to him were "what happened to your face?"
him "yeah, I shaved a bit, do you like it?"
me "no!"

the weird thing was that he didn't fall spectacularly in love with me. I mean, I still like to think he has mild love for me, sorta like a little headache.

And he has his patchy facial hair back, so that's something.

Anyway!
The house party was totally random (best kind of house party), didn't know anyone there except Firehorse and the people he'd invited and we found some BUD LIGHT LIME and ate some chips!


Dollface chilled out on the couch and put her face in a Busch!
How many Busch jokes did we make?
32.


Oh yeah, one time this guy and I had Valentine's day dinner together.
At work. It was pizza. we stood at a round table.
Remember when I still had gluten all day every day? THAT WAS THE BEST.

sigh.

Signed my lease!
We will have central air so you can come and lie around in bed eating bonbons with me all summer when it gets so stupid hot you want to die (remember how summer is coming, apparently? when is that!?).

Now that I signed the lease I feel like I can put pictures up here instead of just private-blog.


My room! My own tiny balcony and a stained-glass window. Plus a closet! I've never, ever had a room with a closet. Think about that. No, that's not true, I had a closet when I was very little before my downstairs room. Still, it's been a while since me and closets had a party together.


where that TV is there? I want to make that into a little nook where we can sit, facing out, banquette-style sort of and make crafts or play boardgames or hang in general. that's what I want! 

terrible quality, I know. screen-captures from my phone from the website which was cached but not online anymore.



kitchen! So excited! I have wanted a door onto a balcony from my kitchen forever and forever. I will take my coffee out there all the time, thank you.

I want to get a family portrait done when we have all the roommates together. Then if anyone ever moves out I will scratch out their faces.
I'm going to make us all matching flasks. Leave me alone to romanticize the roommate experience.

Firehorse and I are so excited to live together. Hopefully the honeymoon lasts forever? Probably, I bet.


I bet babes will walk by my balcony a lot. And then I can yell at them!
I will put Christmas lights up and no one will be surprised. 

I'm very excited. In case you were wondering.
I can't wait to have a dinner party like a lady.

Election tomorrow. I feel nervous. I was getting all riled up like maybe I believed that somehow we'd actually stick it to Harper in some way... but now I just feel nervous about it.
If I were the praying type, I'd definitely be doing some of that.