make the party bring the party

I do really like Nuit Blanche, though I haven't always had the #1 best time. I do okay though.



You have to make a party! That's how to get a party! Make one! 

A few years ago (the first Nuit Blanche?) We mostly hung out in Bellwoods and that was when they had swimming at the Bellwoods pool with DJs and a light show and you could either swim or just watch and we were just watching and I was wearing RED lipstick that was pretty much permanent.
I'd just taken up winking that day, I felt like it could really be a good tool in helping to get babes (ahahahahaa). I saw a v, v, good looking dude heading towards the pool and of course I winked at him.
Then, of course (only to me), he winked back. But thennn he came over the railing where we were standing. It turned out that he knew one of my friends and came to say hello.
Embarrassing!

He turned out to be a terrible little stoner who just got really tired after smoking weed. And then later on I saw him in the road and he'd cut his hair. It was the long hairs that had really been what I was after in the first place (HA).

That same Nuit Blanche we got very drunk and cried in doorways on Dundas but in sort of a nice way? Things are hard sometimes and that's okay.

It was rainy and cold and we rolled in the mud down the Bellwoods hills and I came home and took pictures of myself with my (film) camera.


Lipstick still perfect.

CPT. HEH IS GETTING OLDER (but we're okay with that)

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW CUTESUN. AW THE BABY.





I know that it's a bit late (as it was yesterday) but I would like to wish my boy-bff a happy birthday.
That's right, Cpt. Heh finally turned 30!! Congrats on making it this far!



Cpt. Heh and I have been friends ever since he had a big crush on me while we were both at Humber but we also met through other friends and one time he picked me up from school and drove me downtown and we hung out a bit and I said "anyways" and he said "Anyways is grammatically incorrect" and I was like "whoaaa" and we went by the Chart Magazine offices because he was writing for them at the time, I think he was trying to impress me and it kind of worked but also not really.
I am one of those (assholes) who only likes people who don't like them.




I love Cpt. Heh more than I ever would have expected. And he is one of the most solid people in my life and has been for the past few years. Oh, obviously I get super-annoyed with him sometimes and want to punch him very hard in the neck, but mostly he is only good news.



I love how silly he is and how he's such a kid sometimes but also how he gives good advice and can be very rational, and is there when ya need him. He knows a lot of people and is friendly with lots but he doesn't like them like he likes me. Well, maybe a few. Okay, a lot.




Also, I frequently kind of forget that he's a bit of dude. Pretty funny.

Ha, he came over the other night and "helped" me choose my outfit for the evening and it was pretty ridiculous. He was basically trying to convince me to wear as little clothing as possible.
Best quotes for about my clothing choices:

"this outfit is good, I just think about you being more naked"

"if there's a girl there with bare legs, she wins"

"this outfit just looks like you're someone's girlfriend hanging at home, and you are no one's girlfriend right now."




hahaaa, sorry those made him sound like a jerk, whereas he is mostly not.



Okay, maybe I had more to say but I just wasted way too much time going through my flickr to find these gems and bring them to you.



You're welcome, Cpt. Heh, for being your #1 best photographer. You owe me (owe me bffship forever). Aww I like this guy.



Hahaah dreamy.

hashbrowns with mushrooms and mozzarella

I never thought I'd end up as the kind of person who wears make-up everyday. But I am now. I really am.
I feel strange without mascara, like I look like a kid or an awkward bunny. Haha, I don't know.



Even these photos are carefully selected to make me look better than I generally look without mascara. And I'm wearing lipgloss. I fail at being the hippie I really aspire to be.





Blog girl episode of House this week, pretty funny actually. Also a decent interpretation.

You ever notice that on TV shows they always make vegetarians out to be wrong or bad or annoying? Like on 18 to Life where the daughter and the dad have to secretly eat their meat-sticks out in the garage away from the crazy hippie mum?
Anyway, I was alright with this character on House being vegetarian because it was just another thing about her, not the biggest issue or what was killing her, etc.

Also I liked the character's theory about how you shouldn't do anything you were embarrassed of so that anyone could write whatever they like about you and it wouldn't be no big deal.
yeah it was a rational depiction of over-sharing bloggers, I think.






too much black does make me look sallow, thanks mum for telling me that in grade 7 I still think about that when I wear black. ahahaaaaa even good parents are the best at warping us.


did I post these cat photos already? ha, like you'd even notice! like it'd matter...

"ultimate baby name guide" is for naming characters, I swear I'm not constantly planning for my future-children (or future tiny-sidekicks as I like to call them)


Well, despite how I managed to get nothing done today I feel a bit accomplished because of what a good mood I'm in and plus I've been doing the dishes as I'm going so the house still feels a bit tidy and like I could do something creative at any moment (won't though!!!!!!!!)



Went and met Mrs. at the linux cafe on Harbord and we sat in the big chairs in the sun and fucking soaked it up, ya know what I mean?? Also that little cafe has food, who knew?
JL came by and sat with us and then Mrs. left and JL and I went over the Sam James coffee bar (which is just lovely, by the way, the decor is so appealing) where there was a mini art project thing going on and man, I'm just in a good mood right now.



haha good thing I've got to go to work now to spoil it! Also I will spend my shift preparing for my sweet story-telling adventure tonight.... Cloak and Dagger -- I will give you a kiss on the face if you come (or not, if that's your preference!)

she's oooooooooooooookay, I guess, if you like cousins. which I don't.

since it's only the end of the day when you go to bed (RIGHT?), I thought I would take the opportunity which is my favourite cousin's birthday to tell you why I like her.

1. She's my closest cousin (therefore I can say she's my favourite all I like because all the other cousins have better things to worry about)

2. She's very smart (I would be that she's smarter than you. No but really.)

3. She has stupid-cute offspring. Ughhh why does everyone get to have babies and I don't?

4. When I was little she would sleep over sometimes (oh yeah, she's 7 years my senior so I always looked up to her in a big big big way) and she taught me how to change without ever getting fully naked. Useful Skills (for gym class in 9th grade)

5. She's the reason I'm vegetarian (just kidding, it's JTT's fault for sure, but she's also to blame as I joined her bandwagon when she decided to go veg... I believe hers lasted about a month and mine is going on 13 years... you have beef (aaaaaaaahahah) with my vegetarianism and slight combativeness surrounding such issues, talk to my cousin!



6. She thinks I'm really funny. Now, of course, I think she's very funny as well, but I do appreciate that she fully appreciates my sense of humour and goes with it. I'm not that easy to understand sometimes and also she could have chosen to see me as her annoying little cousin forever more, and instead she seems to have realized how SPECTACULAR I am. Good work, team.

7. The world of ZIGN (how would you even spell that, cuz?) -- we played forever in my backyard and in the magical world that she made up that we got to by swinging a special swinging way on my jungle gym in the backyard (I can't tell you exactly cause I don't want you to go to there) and we were the princesses there! BEING THE PRINCESSES IS THE BEST.
Also, good work cousin on not making yourself the queen and me a lowly princess cousin sort. You are great.

8. We both don't have dads. Growing up for awhile there it was the five of us - mum, me, cousin, aunt and other aunt. FIVE BEST FRIENDS WHO LOVE EACH OTHER MORE THAN ANYTHING.
And to be honest, it's still a bit like that (I'm the luckiest girl) just with more people involved and a bit more distance and such.
But my cousin and I were both kids of single mums and smart and with big imaginations and the ability to play by ourselves and not rely on everyone for everything. Kinda makes sense.

9. When she babysat me she let me talk on the phone with her boyfriends. She did spend the entire time on the phone so it was only fair. Haha, no but she always had so many boyfriends!!

10. I taught her how to drive a bit at the gravel pit (holy shit son I miss going to the gravel pit with my family so fun like sliding down the gravel hills and climbing up and collecting the best tiny stones and making up stories, you don't even know. sometimes I fully forget how fucking great my whole family is. okay, not really, but sometimes I forget some of the specifics.) and she didn't know at all and wasn't a pain about it at all and we drove round and round. So fun.

11. She loved the Micra almost as much (more?) as I did. If only her bf hadn't totaled it!!!  just kidding still like him I guess. Christ, I loved that Micra, it was my first car, so tiny and compact and made of freedom and speed and mostly freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeedome. Anyway, she understood that as well. She really did.

12. She's still the kind of person I look up to but also allows me to become a person that she'll admire in some ways too, I think.  She has let me become her peer in a really lovely way and I loved having her come hang with me in Toronto and yeah.....    you know.

13. This isn't really one, but one year a freight train overturned right beside our land (we own land by a lake that is also along a railroad track) and we played on the overturned cars and climbed on them and looked inside and I remember loving my cousin so much at that point, and her being such a moody teenager... haaa so lovely, ya know?

(there we are sitting on top of one of them, she's slightly apart from brother and I... perfect.)


Okay that's enough for now. There's a trillion more but now I'm crying and I don't feel like crying I feel like going to bed and it's very late! and so that's enough. Haaaaaaa, ridiculous.

Love you forevers, obviously, gosh.

oh, fam

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