dreams do come true!

Its true.  The ice capades called and they want me to start right away!  No.  I am going to visit my parents in Florida.  Whatever. Don't laugh.  I think of it like an all inclusive resort except instead of hot entertainment staff I have my dad asking me what it is I plan on doing with my life.  Ill be back next week.  I will twitter on my bberry, but I am too lazy to bring my laptop, so you will have do just make-do.

xoxoxe

holy crapola where did today go??

Okay so I think I am going crazy, like really.  I keep hearing these beeps in my house - just long enough for me to start running around frantically but not long enough for me to even tell where they are coming from.  You know that crazy lady across the street that you see walking around her appt and talking to herself and you wonder 'what the fu*ck is she about?' well, now you know.

what i wore

do you ever have those days where you are like 'f it, today I am a woodland elf'?  me neither.

my valentines day hangover

links. or, where I go when Im bored:

inspired by a glenn post a few weeks ago (im a little slow).  Here are some places I go when I just can't stand to draw anything else.  Maybe you are bored at work too and would like to check out some new stuff, you know, to spice up your internet routine a bit.

- I have been stalking Katie Price's blog for about a year now.  It's amazing. 

- I check out this blog, and I have no idea why because I kind of hate the smug tone of the writing. I guess I am a glutton for punishment?

- Kristopher is a great.  She is an internet friend o mine and a badass writer.

- final fashion is such a nice, concise, easy to read blog.  I find it relaxing.  Is that strange?

- and of course this blog.  But to be honest I find it boring to read, I really only look at the pictures.  

-And you can laugh all you want, but I also read mandy's blog.

- lastly fourfour is such amazing mtv/social commentary.  It's kind of like he reads my mind.  

you are not stronger than a canadian winter. sorry.

Don't convince yourself that even though it is raining and snowing at the same time outside, you can walk to the subway in high heels and fishnetty tights.  I know your winterboots don't go with the dress you want to wear, and you mom isn't around to make you be sensible, and the subway isn't that far, really.  but wise up! you are going to slip on a patch of puddle/ice and end up on your ass in front of the dodgy mechanic/chop shop around the corner and all the guys will tap on the glass and stare at your underware.

shana moakler is a serial gold digger

I don't know which is sadder - Shana Moakler in meet the barkers, or me for googling her after I watched all the episodes in one day.  It kind of boggles my mind, women who make it their mission in lives to follow (rich) men around and have their babies.  

knock knock

you: who's there?

me: oh my god, what, there is someone here? I am sleeping naked and I can't find my pjama bottoms on the floor and my curtains are open!! I am flashing strangers again a';ldkjf a;dlkfgja';!!

you: spaz. loser. god. it was a joke.

A Valentine's Day Cautionary Tale

Did I ever mention that I hate sports?  Well not all, but most.  So one sport that I don't hate, that I actually am kind of obsessed about is Tennis. Play at least twice a week at the university at the end of my street.  Anyway, I have been working these particular tennis courts for a few years - long enough to have pretty much slept myself through most of the instructors. The cute ones anyway. Okay so pretty much all of the instructors except the one that isn't cute. There is not that many of them, and I have been working at the steady pace of one a semester (apply myself).   So now I am in a class with said non-cute instructor.  Is it wrong for me to complain that he behaves inappropriate with me?  It's probably wrong.  But still, its totally gross that he checks out my ass like every chance he gets.  Sigh.

 

A Valentine for you, Rihanna

Information Sl*t

Okay, I am going to try and spread the love. But first how cute is my sl*tty girl? she is like the mermaid nailed to the bow of this post, I am going to try and not f it up for her.
Okay, first I am going to share one of my fave artists with you - Ryan Mcginness. He is totally rad, and the moma collect his stuff so you know he's legit. I actually own a piece of his brilliance that I bought in nyc two years ago (don't think I paid a bazillion dollars, did you know you can get deals at galleries by sort of making your eyes big and playing with your hair? well you sir you can!) I totally bought it just so that I could flirt with him though. I am such a loser that I am admitting that to you. sigh. sorry mermaid sl*tty girl I totally let you down.

grammies for grammys

Hey guys, I had no idea cuntry was the future of music. Or, do you think it's because it's all the record labels can still sell at walmart? ps. record labels are stupid.

prerequisites for being a ttc subway token taker

1. Must hate people, especially babies.
2. Must hate life, people in life, people that have a life.
3. Must hate ttc and people trying to use ttc.

Nice to have:
A hearing problem that you do not wear a hearing aid for, but instead YELL at people "I'm not yelling I have a hearing problem" (wtf??? but you know your yelling, right? ) For real people. My reply was "F*ck you. I don't have a swearing problem I am just swearing."

I was looking for the hidden camera

So I was at the bank yesterday in my dad's hood (think everyone is a million and white and grumpy/mad at the world because they are old and retired). Okay, so I am in line at the bank with all these types of characters (who lines up at the bank to 'do their banking' anymore, right? well these people. and me - because I get paid in the old us dolla bills my friend) Anyway, so I tune in to what is being pumped on the speakers, and it is Kanye. And not the muzak instrumental kanye (which is how I actually love him - basically when he doesn't rap) but full on non-censored kanye. For real? that constitutes banking music? I mean the song was about money, but is my bank trying to be cool or something? How embarrasing. The worst was the crustations in line in front of me didn't even seem to notice - I mean they could have genuinely complained about profanity in the bank and they missed their chance!

I was seduced!