Saturday, October 26, 2002



what i did for thanksgiving...


Hmmm. This isn't as cool as that other drinking song/video but still, it's ok. You might have a seizure from all the flashing things but then you start to relate to all the images and then everything makes sense. Trust me. the beer song





yes and by the way I am number 1 when you search for classy lazy fat impulsive - what the fuck do you think about that? I think it is a wonderful accomplishment. I do.
Unfortunately, I am only on the seventh page when you search for gross nasty fucked up pictures. Meh. Can't win 'em all.


Jamie was drunk last nite and called me at work from New York City. He drank three-hundred margaritas and the girl he was with hit on some guy or other and he jumped in a bush and then ran away. i dunno. i only pretend to be paying attention to people when they speak to me on the telephone around two in the morning. Jamie rules because Jamie makes
HOT FUCKING ART AND PHOTOGRAFFS and there are even some of me. i know i said this before but i don't care.


I am done sucking your dick now.



i like chicken wings. Especially if they're chinese.

Friday, October 25, 2002





Why aren't you a super model?


Because i am insecure and not skinny enough and i am only 5'9 and I am nineteen. Too old.


Don't you work in that fashion district area though, why haven't you been discovered?


Becuase I ride my bicycle past those fancy people really fast and i don't like to look people in the eye. If they said something I wouldn't believe them.


You seem to be a very proud person.


I know it seems that way. I can't help it. That is my defense mechanism. Really I am sensitive and even television commercials make me cry.


Do you have a boyfriend?


no comment.


Do you want to be famous?


Yes


Why?


Because i can't stand being not-popular


You are writing a book? What is it about and how far are you?


Hmm. 100k in an email if it were cut 'n pasted. It's about me. And my life. Like this blog except I am more candid. I tell-all. But I change names. You will learn things about me that not everyone knows.


And who the fuck should care?


This is a hard question for me to answer. Can I get back to you?


No.


Ok well this is the last question I am answering. I have things to do.


Alright then.


People should give a fuck because there are enough snotty celebrities out there playing the roles of these spectacular people and while some are very good some are just horrible and i want my story to be told before I forget, before i turn twenty and get old and fat. I dunno. It's your choice. I don't know if i want it to be a movie, I guess it's pretty idealistic and obnoxious, a 19 year old saying, "I am writing a book and i want a movie and i want a tv show...." but so what. I am going to make it happen and well, encourage me or not. This is why i am here. To tell you things. I just don't know what yet... I do need help working on my proposal letters. I don't know how to sell myself without being all cute and annoying. Well I do but I just don't have the focus to sit down for longer than thirty minutes and concentrate on one task.


Can I interrupt you for a moment?


Sure. I was almost finished.


I think you will go far in life or you could crash and burn however, I don't want you to jump out of a window if nothing works out for you.


Thank you, I appreciate that. And I wouldn't jump out a window. I don't have the courage for that. I barely have the courage to leave my apartment. I just know that something good will happen for me one day. And i will appreciate it. Ok enough gayness now. thank you for your time. I will see you soon.


One more thing. Do your parents give you money?


No. I have been financially independent for awhile now. I don't even have a credit card and I only first got my own checks two weeks ago. And today, I bought my first ever newspaper for myself because I figure I should start paying attention to the real news instead of people's web-journals.
I am quite responsible, believe it or not. Ok bye.


Goodbye.




Thursday, October 24, 2002



Someone is going to die. Someone is making clang clanging sounds in front of my house. Someone stole two of my ultimate favourite shirts and i only realised it today since i just hung up all my clothes. Someone honked their horn at me today over and over and it made me walk into a newspaper box. Someone stared at me on the bus and it made me nervous. Someone stole an important envelope full of money from my mailbox. Someone who works at the country style/variety store at college/dufferin is a hot asian girl who wears fancy clothes and looks like she should work for Holt Renfrew in a shopping mall. (She is not going to die). Someone told me i have nice mittens. (Also not going to die). Someone spilled hot coffee all over their left hand when they were trying to unlock the door to the apartment today. Someone's bicycle is surely going to rot and rust away on the front porch because someone is too lazy to ride it and/or put it in the storage closet in the basement. Someone is going to die.




I think I might just be a hot GI Joe girl for Halloween so I can wear my new ultra-cool coat and boot-things and a helmet and smear black paint under my eyes and then if i cry i can look like ozzy osbourne. Hey Asshole i finally watched Dogtown z boys whatever last nite. I liked it. i want to be a surfer and a skateboard girl and have long crazy hippie hair and wear only cut-off shorts with rips in the ass-pockets and i want everyone to give me high-fives and call me 'bro.




i wanted to share this, sticking-out-of-the-side-of-my-head piece of hair with you. Made me laugh. I think i need to wash my hair. Now.


We love the Homeless guy.




new boots rule.


me and Coolhandluke





Wednesday, October 23, 2002

i am doing nothing.

i bought a shoe organizer thingy from dollarama and it looks like it is suppose to be the most amazing thing ever to own and so i put all my potato shoes innit and it completely fell apart, slammed to the floor and my shoes landed in a sad, little pile. so i put it up again and it seems to be ok. looks silly. oh well. And YES i took a cab. dammit.


i'm sorry, what?


I really hope i don't take a cab today. yesterday i took two. the day before i took two. the day before that i took three. gahhhh! The thing i hate most is waiting for the cab and putting my arm up in the air like a doorknob and then everyone is watching you and then the cab just whizzes by 'cause someone is already in it and then you have to mutter something to yourself like, "oh boy, that one is taken..." unnngh. Yesterday i took the streetcar all by myself!!! And i only waited six minutes and i played bumper bowl on my cell phone and i figured out how to turn the game volume down and then i got to my stop and i bought a hamburger and a coke and onion rings and i gave high-fives to everyone in the restaurant.

Tuesday, October 22, 2002

uhhh i totally forgot that i had a diary at diaryland. i only made it so i could post dumb comments on other people's journal-things and then i got bored of that idea. as you can see.



i am going mentally retarded on my walls right now. Coolhandluke says i am a freak. I like it. kinda. i went to the tanning salon today. it was good. my elbows feel dry and scratchy. it is raining today. boo. i work at 6. i missed my crazy appointment again. i suck. so i ate eggs and went to the salon. ever since i wrote that i was jewish i have been receiving emails from nice jewish boys who are all interested in me. heh. maybe i will convert to hasidic judaism and shave my head and then wear a funny wig and kercheif. wtf??


Watched Buffalo 66 last nite. loved it. christina ricci has fat ankles but, well, whatever. being bossed around by a skinny sissy is hot. took ten thousand buses to sherway mall just to eat New York fries with "the works" and walk around and smoke hash. sorry mum.


Gavin from VICE told me he would block my IP if i post anymore irrelevance on the boards. meh.


back to painting.


ps i will let you hang out with me on halloween if you tell me where i can get either
a) hot girl cop costume or
b)hot fuzzy bear-thing costume


thank you




the asshole thinks these are the best webcam photos ever.

Monday, October 21, 2002


i want to be on this site so bad it hurts! BLACK PEOPLE LOVE US. i am really jealous and in love with everything about it and i can't stop laughing and i wish i had a yellow white-person sweater to tie around my shoulders. Serious.



Sunday, October 20, 2002

I stole this from SINGLEGIRLSYNDROME


i like it.




i dunno why i haven't linked this earlier. i wanted to keep it to myself, perhaps. meh. anyhow, this dude, dale, is like famous at certain hot spots around the T dot for being drunk and weird and dork-like and well, watch each video and you'll see what i mean. it is HILARIOUS.


my eyes are burning.


i bought a 16 dollar bottle of sake before work and drank it all and then i spent 24 more dollars on food and 3.99 on tube socks and tomorrow i think i will spend 200 dollars on a jacket because i am missus moneybags.


Here is what I purchased from Honest Ed's yesterday:


pink loofah thing to scrub my butt in the shower - $2.99


bootleg crappy bruce lee dvd - $6.97


hat-thing - $1.99


shirt-thing - $7.99


fake maroon adidas jacket-thing - $7.99


plastic army men things - 99 cents


jewish keychain because i am jewish - $4.97 but actually paid $2.99 for it because i am a scammer


white, fluffy fake polar bear fuck-me on the hardwood floor by my fireplace rug-thing - $24.99


another hat-thing - $2.99


bouncy balls - 99 cents


and then other things i can't remember