actually...

fuck this, pete samples just called me
and is taking me on a hot friend-date.

we're going dancing!

(this means i have to put pants on and
wipe off day old pizza crumbs...)

yay for good friends!
boo for uteruses! (uteruses? uteray? -ai?)

my god.

it's friday night and i'm spending it
in bed alone, listening to
"New York I Love You but You're Bringing Me Down"
by LCD Soundsystem and crying.

i'm such a pussy sometimes!!!

silver linings?

today has been the weirdest day. i would pull a preteen moment and say that it was the worst day ever, but there were two very poignant displays of gentle humanity that happened that made it have some silver linings. it all started last night with a fight, ending not in resolution, but in me sleeping alone. this morning began with another fight about the previous fight also not ending in resolution, but in me just being fed up and leaving.

i leave. it's raining. awesome.

i hoof it to the bus stop after opting to not take my bike. i stood in the rain for twenty minutes (possibly longer) and the bus never came. so then realizing that i was going to be late for my performance exam today i called a cab. the cab ALSO never came.

act of humanity 1: man in random cab from a different company happens to look out his window and i happen to wave and he happens to stop. you can't flag down cabs in winnipeg, they're not allowed to stop but for some reason he did. i told him i needed to get to my school downtown in 10 minutes. he said no problem, got me there on time and only charged me half price because i was soaking wet and had told him about my bad morning and how he was my silver lining.

granted the guy drove like a maniac, but he worked.

then i had my performance exam, and we WERE the most rehearsed and prepared group but suddenly a member of my group screwed up pretty severely twice and we ended up being the worst. i was disappointed. so then i walked across the street to this new cafe to buy a sandwich because i hadn't eaten all day, and they were closing in ten minutes.

Act of Humanity 2: boy (babe by the way) still sells me food and gives me free coffee because he said that i looked like i had had a bad day. then in the course of our conversation it came out that the gym next door that's completely new and part of campus is free for students. so i walked next door and got myself my first gym membership! (one short term goal accomplished).

now it's 6:30 on a friday evening and i'm at the library reading. i came across a great idea for a study involving the effect of Shinto on the prevalence of obsessive compulsive disorder/washing compulsions versus checking compulsions in Japan. i pitched it to my advisor via email just now and i'm pretty pumped on it.

sunday i've been hired to take photos of a convocation for a family and i'm getting paid for it! it's awesome because i'm so broke it's ridiculous.

also! this man:

is in town and i'm so pumped! he's been my buddy for years now and we only reconnected last summer on one of his visits back home and i'm excited to hang out with him again!

hopefully things keep picking up!

Pobody's Nerfect?

so on my bike ride to school this
morning i rode straight into a construction
wall.

how the hell i managed that, i'll never know.
at least one of you have seen my sweet
biking skillz to vouche for me and i
have the giant scar scaling my elbow to prove
my abilities as well. *face-palm*

i think this means that i should not have my
first cigarette of the day while riding
my bike anywhere downtown.

tonight Harry Chan is playing at Bar Italia
along with 5 other dj's, celebrating the installation
of a new dj booth. any excuse to party right?

right.

METAL!

studying...

bites.

but i had lots of candy!

as if it's only monday!
life-barf.

le flu

everyone in my family has the stomach flu
causing me to contract it last night!
i managed to make the night without
losing my lunch, but i had to come home
early from school today to prevent
having that happen in the middle of a class.
i've been sleeping since, and did a little
reading for my exam tomorrow (but not much)
and have another class in 40 minutes.
i'm feeling a bit better, just a little
dizzy and disoriented, but i think i'd much
rather put on a skirt, ride my bike, and drink
wine in the park instead of going.

i know this is irresponsible but i can't
wait to be frivolous and party again.
i also can't wait to clean my room of all
the piles of essays and exams that are pushing
their way out of every available cupboard space.

vice party

last night i went to the Vice party
at the Graffiti Gallery with Mike and Ryan.
it was okay, there was an open bar
and the gallery is such a great space.
Vilar was djing and Novillero played
a set as well.

then, as is Graffiti Gallery
tradition, i got to watch hookers
while i waited for my cab.
sometimes i really wish that the
hookers in this city were as good
looking as the one's in vancouver. i was
trying to explain to mike and ryan how
hot and NORMAL west coast hookers are
compared to our 50 yearold aboriginal chubby
hookers.

my night ended badly with misunderstandings
and extraneous variables causing emotional
explosions until 2 in the morning.
i woke up alone and took myself to breakfast
to study and decipher the end of my
evening. still no real luck with that.
however that seems to be the case these days.

i got home to finish my papers and babysit
my 9 month old niece who's been barfing
her little heart out for the past
two days. Sweets fell asleep on me
and her dad just got home so i'm off duty.

tonight i'm finishing studying for my exam
that's on tuesday and then meeting Carrie
for a drink!

this:

may have been the hugest disappointment
in my life this past year.
i'm not exaggerating, i promise you.
i reccommend that if you have to pay
to see this movie, don't.
it completely ruins the original trilogy.
not even the asian kid in Temple of Doom
did that!!

recap

can someone tell me why looking
at party blogs irritates me
so much?

really. i'd love to know
what's up with that.
however if i keep going on this
train of thought, something will be
said that will hurt at least one person's
feelings and i don't feel like
retractions today.

i went to an art show in the exchange
on saturday. it was okay, some of
the prints were amazing (sea bass's being one)
but the rest of it was pretty mediocre
and there were only a handful of people
in the space. the rest of my weekend
was spent refreshing myself with the
Indiana Jones trilogy as i'm going to
the sneak preview tomorrow night,
and going with my father to nurseries
outside of the city to buy plants/seeds.

i've had a very boring (but relaxing)
couple of days.

i wish this one wasn't cut off.
i was careless with my film
loading. bummer!

got some film developed yesterday

Alfie's new handle bars

a gift of Parisian tea.

Toby! (one of my precious pups!)

nevermind...

every good feeling that
last video gave me was just brutally
taken away by this one:



i think i've found my purpose in life.
it's to do to this boy, what those
other boys in highschool clearly
didn't do hard enough.
(kick the crap out of him).

"thank you for letting me fall out
of your vagina"

yay!

the orphanage

watch this:

it will ruin your life.
case in point:

oh yeah...

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!

just wait til you see the
hiaku i wrote for MY mom!

photo date

so after an awesome group breakfast
at the Don yesterday, sea bass and i
went on a photo hunt. it was nice
because i've been craving my creative
side. i swear she's gone into
hiding somewhere.
anyways, we roosted on several
rooftops in the exchange district
to catch some shots.
i ran out of film halfway through
and relied on digital for the rest:

the Sea Basilisk herself.


also, i'm really into the Kinks
today.

saturdays

- I'm leaving for a Don breakfast in 5 minutes!(+)

- i ate a weed cookie last night!(+)

- it was the first time i've done drugs in years!(+)

- it was pretty weak.(-)

- i get to see Sea Bass today!(+)

- i'm almost caught up on reading for school!(+)

- my theater class is like kindergarten!(+)

- i have the flu. (-)

- I'm really good at writing hiakus! (+)

- i have to wash my hair. (-)

- i haven't seen my puppies in a week. (-)

- i'm broke right now. (-)

- i have a test on monday and tuesday. (-)

- i'm bringing my camera to breakfast! (+)

i really don't have anything of merit but

pro/con lists to write today.

apologies.

cobrasnake update

According to my little sister,

i'm on his website.

OMFGLOLWHATEVSHOLLA69!#!1@

okie dokie steve aoki.

so saturday night Dougie B. flew
Steve Aoki as well as Mark the Cobrasnake
into winnipeg to play at Desire.

There's a funny little personality flaw
the majority of people from Winnipeg share,
and it is this strong belief that anyone
who hails from a larger city is cooler
and thus more worthwhile than they are.

i didn't go to the actual party as
i've developed this intense irritation
to witnessing pathetic situations,
however after glenn finished djing Mike
picked us up and we went to the after-party
in the Exchange District.

as i'm standing there holding a beer and
a lit cigarette, this very short
(i was 5'9 in the heels i had on and he
was shorter than me) bearded man holding a camera
in an obnoxious American flag hoodie
approaches me.

Me: nice hoodie. /sarcasm
Man: you have the smallest nose i've ever seen.
Me: i am aware that my face is disproportionate.
it can get awkward sometimes?
Man: bla bla bla *tries to pick my nose*
Me: *slaps hand away* stop trying to pick my nose
i don't even fucking know you.
Man: i'm mark, i'm from LA.
Me: *'whatever douche' facial expression/eyeroll*
Man: i saw you at the party
Me: i wasn't there.
Man: you're a liar, yes you were.
Me: *getting super irritated* no. i was not. promise.
Man: oh what? you just stay in and go for the
afterparty at 4am?
Me: no. i was watching my boyfriend dj before this.
Man: oh. *walks away*


then for the rest of the night he kept trying
to put out my cigarette, or wink at me.
This was inbetween his attempts to sleep with
every 18 yearold at the party of course. he was
acting like a super douche yet all these girls
were fawning over him like christians on the pope.

then i found out that i had had my nose picked
by the one and only Mark the Cobrasnake
party photographer. not only that, i also
super dissed him by NOT sucking him off
(metaphorically or literally) and not
recognizing him.

woops?

the moral of this story is: people from LA
are shitty. Patrick? please check yourself
before you wreck yourself.

guilty pleasures

i have a confession to make.
All my dirty little secrets have
recently been made public, so
i feel the need to admit
to all of the following crimes
to avoid any further persecution:


- i was in chess club for 3 years.
- i was a theater nerd in highschool and
had several lead roles.
-i have collected: umbrellas (over 20) beanie babies
(close to 200), and precious moments figurines:

- i have a Precious Moments bible.
- i have 4 ABBA albums (and love them).
- i still own a pair of MC hammer pants.
- i'm left handed. (apparently this is gross?)
- i was raised pretty catholic, and now everyone
in my family is an athiest.
- i cross-stitch.(precious moments designs actually)
- i learned to read in one night when i was 5.
- i read the dictionary when i was younger.
- i read over 300 books in the 1st grade.
- i get retarded when i see puppies.
- i'm addicted to crosswords and solitaire.
- i really like mariah carey's new album.
- i really like R. Kelly.
- i have never liked cake or sweets. EVER.
- after being a vegetarian for over 4 years
i've broken veg, and am loving it.


i think that's all i have to admit to
so far. i'm sure i'll be violently
reminded of any one's i've missed later.

please still be my friend?

if you...

go to Bar Italia on Saturday
i promise you'll hear this
jam again, courtesy of me:



MC Miker G & DJ Sven - Holiday Rap

i'm all about...

...this right now:



also i downloaded the new
mariah carey cd today.
yes, i am fully aware of the level
of toolbox-ness i have just
achieved.