oooooohhhh myyyy gaaaaaawd, i just got back from lunching on a patio. glooorious. and replaced my fleurs with new fleurs... hydrangeas this time...oooooohhh myyyy gaaaaawd so pretty. and im actually semi excited about running after work and swallowing copious amounts of exhaust! maybe i should mission it to high park or something? then i can see the BISONS. biiiisons ooooooh myyyy gaaaawd manure smell...I need a new haircut. everyone's getting haircuts and looking cute and fresh and summery again and im all in this dark gloomy bangs and hair growing on my neck again phase. barfarama. give me suggestions, or better yet if you're a hairdresser, come over and cut my hair! oh this reminds me, there is a house across the street from us filled with 21 year old skater boys (thanks for ruining that term avril) and after cat calling me for the past 2 weeks,i finally went over and said hello and one of them is an aspiring hairdresser! should i take my chances? do i know him well enough for him to touch the dent in my skull? oh also funny, when i first met them they were all "so who do you live with? just you and another girl?" and im all "uh no i live with my boyfriend" and then there all "ah bummer, where are all the single girls on this street?" like each street in toronto is supposed to have a duplicate house of girls for their hosue of boys. no point. ANYWAYS...

Rayms: I returned my american apparel shirt with no receipt and they gave me a brand new one. no real issues, she just said " well this time only, i'll exchange it for you" she also had the biggest sloppiest tits i have seen in while and was wearing a nude coloured body suit. shaaaawiiiing!

UFC pretty much screwed up my night last night. Joe had some booooooooys over to watch it and then I missed going bowling and then i missed a good friends house party birthday party and then i missed another birthday party at velvet and then i got high and then i drew all over a pizza box with eric and then i passed out in bed and then i got up to make a bed and then i passed out again and then i got up and went to a wedding shower!



1. Do you not find it strange that groups of straight dudes get together to watch other dudes rub up and hug and touch eachother all over for hours on end?
2. George Strombo was sitting in the front row. no point.
3. i love how each fighter has this entourage of dudes that come out with him and then proceed to hug him and then (i 100% think) dream of one day being able to touch the fighters wang.

BRYAN : I hope you had a KILLER TIME at baby huey. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

dirt nasty

give it 20 secs, omg best video ever. EVER! give pat the nod for me jimmer.

alright im going out now. people at my house think im a GD loser.

hi summer! hi! hey! hi!

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trust me. im 5'5. not 3'4 as you may notice in this photo. or you probably didnt and i just made you think i look like a little person. shooooot!

jay reatard punches some guy in the face

wooooo

Uh oh... 2 long posts in a row!

jay reatard

(Jogee) Heres what Jay Reatard had to say about the show last night.

Dear Toronto,
Last night's show in Toronto got completely fucked up. The Silver Dollar holds 190 people but Craig Laskey the promoter let 350 people in there. That's cool if there's some sort of security or crowd control - we don't need people getting so wild they jump on stage and smash our gear - but that's exactly what happened. Right when we started playing someone pushed the monitors right on top of Stephen and on to his pedals - breaking them, people were throwing beer bottles at us, a someone jumped onstage and smashed my pedals, another guy took a full pitcher of beer and dumped it all over the rest of my pedals, and then threw it right at my Flying V, breaking the pickup and the input electronics. After three songs all our gear was smashed and unusable. Even when shit gets that crazy at Circle Jerks show there's at least some security but when I asked Craig Laskey about it before the show he told me "I thought you guys were a garage band." When we couldn't play anymore I hung out and talked to people, refunded people's money out of my own pocket, and tried to borrow gear and finish the set a bit later but Dan Burke wouldn't get off the stage, too busy talking trash about me.

I'm getting really sick of shit like this happening. We'll come back in Toronto soon and do a free show to make it up to the real fans in Toronto. And we'll steer away from greedy promoters who don't have any control of their shows and who don't care about doing right by the audience.

so i met up with the boys at alice fazoolis last night. siiiick patio but no view of the street. amazing food and white rickards. yum yum yum. I have a billion pics of everything but the uploader was being a bit of a bitch last night so you'll have to wait till I get home. Eric's friend from Thunder Bay was there and I was a completely ignorant dumbass cause I don't even really knwo where Thunder Bay is and basically thought it was this tiny hole in the wall up in the boonies, which i still think it is but apparently they have the population of oakville. ANYWAYS they were going to jay reatard and invited us but of course once i have 2 beers in me i drag jogee all over toronto to make sure we hit up every possible invite we have that night. so we toured over to the elmo and caught Brad's band the Evelyn Room (not bad, very much me, but 100% not jogee). so after about 3 songs he couldnt take it anymore and figured we could still make the show at the silver dollar so BAM $13 bucks cover later and we are in a world of punk rock nostalgia. i miss those crazy shows. I suck at giving reviews for things but this show kinda rivaled Valient Thorr, def not even half as good but gave the same chaotic, beer showering, cable pulling, insane mosh party, glass pitcher throwing, full on punching to the face, leaving the stage after there 3rd song, crowd chanting, good time. They could have been a little less arrogant and disrepectful, afterall we did pay $13 to get into the show (the most i've paid in probably 2 years, other then Radiohead) so who knows the promotor was doing a rad job trying to get them back on stage but it was 1:30am and way past our bed time so we left... i got rad video but our camera has no sound and i don't know how to upload that shit, so be patient with me. i am not a full on internet nerd yet. yet!

wow you read this long? crazy. im really not a fan of long posts like this and this one isn't even funny.

Butchie (ill link this later) experienced the same kinda night last week. WITH THE SAME BAND.

jay reatard

oh you know a little bit of alice fazoolis, a little bit of silver dollar, a little bit of elmo and A LOT OF FUN. yes party thursday. yes yes yes the weekend!


















i'll give a much better synopsis tomorrow when im not so drunk. goodnight!

i took the afternoon off because i have very important business to do later but first i am going to lose my fuckin gmind over finding these exact peices for the summer. i have 2 of them already so that lessens some of the stress.

oh and when he calls her on the blackberry that he gave her and it's benny and the jets i pretty much lost it. and cried until the credits.

jogee come home i am in a pile of tissues...

I finally made it to Knitrovert's and got these last night. when i got home and tried them on i was even more in love with them. she's on etsy . you should check it.