i live in cheap motels and i wear triangle bras.

what i am is freezing freezing freezing so i am going to go submerge myself and wallow in the tub with locke and voltaire.
this weekend i am turning in to a cow!
"like a cow!"
figuratively, of course. i'm not actually growing a leather hide and gaining fourteen tons.
but i say no more, you have to wait and see.!

i climbed a tree to see the world.

crystal bobby buckle shoes

last night was splendifferous, there is no question about that. now i'll answer those questions to the best of my current ability, i suppose.


what color are your lederhosen?
forest green, fine and dandy!

if you could be any shape cloud, what would you be?
probably amoeba shaped. just so i could say so.

which came first: the chicken or the egg?
scientifically speaking, the chicken probably evolved over time, and you can't get a chicken without an egg. it didn't just SHAZAM out of nothing.

if you could be any variety of stinky cheese, which would you be?
the kind who's texture is described as being like "baby vomit".

would you say st-lambert is crucial for the torries in this election?
ask me after i google...

favourite artist evverrrr?
oh gahd, so many! jean-michel basquiat, egon schiele, klimt, chagall, degas, HIERONYMUS BOSCH, hamilton, lichtenstein... i also enjoy many smaller-same artists and PHOTOGRAPHERS.!

come party in toronto with me?
yuhhh!

favourite place you've ever been?
i don't think i could chose a favorite place.. i love so many. travelling is my life's love affair <3

favourite emotion?
bliss, hazy happyness, euphoria, elysium.

that's all for now, folks. i'll finish the rest in another entry!

i haven't forgot i have a blog

i'm just lazy and busy and busylazy and lazyyyzyzybsuy.zty.
fun times in the life of me.
the next post i do will be the questions post prolly.
about halfway through art today harry the innocent foreign boy (we can never quite remember which country he is from) got a bigfuckingsmack in the face by a kid i call "cartoon-boy" (accurately describing his appearance). it was quick and random and silent and we didn't even notice until we heard the connection of hand to face. and saw harry hurrying out the room with blood on his face.
mister-ainsley-tha-bitch sub for art who never has a clue about anything and looks like demented pete wentz, did nothing as usual until the security came in. i arrived back from a quick bathroom break to find him in all his seven-foot-tall glory in a serious stance, near the door of the room. he asked to talked to me, and for a fleeting moment i thought oh-god-oh-god-what-have-i-done which quickly progressed in to oh-yeah-that's-right-harry-got-decked-in-the-face. what had i seen? that was the question security wanted an answer for, and i leaned against the doorway and replayed the visual shot in my head, complete with sepia tones and cuban cigars. the bell soon rang after, clearing the class of it's tense air, students antsy to escape to their safehavens and comfort zones (runescape, WOW, television screens), and all evidence of harry's misfortune. nothing as much as a single drop of blood lay on the floor, no evidence to solve the random sequence of events that occured such a short capsule of time ago.
oh yeah. ja ja jaa.hahahja.
so in other words..

if you haven't understood by now

im not making any legit posts until you all ask me questions.
so whatever
okej okej okej
ill just be making mixtapes for david.
xx

since i have nothing better to

do right now i will alert you all of random crap. it could become a hobby.

what i am listening to right now: DJ Kicks: Erlend Øye. very good album, one of my all-time favorites.

what i am wearing right now: striped uniqlo boxers, audrey hepburn tshirt.

i don't know what else is important? my hair? it looks shitastical .. im laughing at "i wanted hot beef and i got a cold noodle"..

oh hello i have an idea. how about you all leave loads of questions about anything and everything and i will answer them because i've done this before and it never worked and because i don't learn from fails juss gooo at it guyzz!~*~*~~~~*~**

wow have you actually ever seen me use a colored font? i almost want to change it .. it is so glaring and offensive. also that text needs to be huger goddammit.

okay here is a really good coversation between me and my olix she is such a dahl. btw she is selling a load of cool shit so go check it out and buy it.. oh i crave that ralph dress but the thing is i am way too tall for it and it would end up being a crop top on me ojjh nohj .

olix: theres this dude...
olix: but he is a total cougar hunter
me: oOoOooO this dude sounds promising
olix: he like older women
olix: like, seniors


me: jajajajajjaajaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
olix: JAAAAAAAAAAA JOOLIET VANTS DA GERMAN BOIII
me: ICH BIN IN LIEBE MIT DEM < DEUTSCHEN JUNGE
olix: OMG
olix: OMG
olix: OMG
olix: I HAVE JUST HAND A EPIPHANY
me: !!!!!!!!!!
olix: the way to win gunthers heart is to wear lenderhosen!!!!!!
me: JAJAJJAJAJAJAJJAJ
olix: it will remind him of home!!!
me: you know what the sad thing is
olix: whats that?
me: i have leiderhosen

and the sad thing is, that is all very true.
oh olix what would i dew without yew.
mm what else
ach ach ach.

so now you have read pointlessness. but here is the thing. it all has a point.

okej you crazy kids now ask me questions.

auf wiedersehen you crazy kooks.

tonight kelsey and i decided cruise the town, past the retardalame-o footie game school insists on making a huge deal of, and having movie night complete with chinese food and daiquiris.
we watched the babysitters and let me tell you it is now one of my favorite favorite movies. it has a similar vibe to the virgin suicides, though the only thing in common really are teenage girls.
the trailer doesn't do the film justice, so go rent it for yourself.

egg rolls and almond chicken never tasted so good.
and now i am going to go to bed. tomorrow i have to go drop major money on art shit and sew sequins on to my toes.

tusen takk motherfucker.

so basically here's a big fuck you to the photo shop who apparently didn't include like half my photos and didn't tell me.

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frankly, mr. shankly

my lips and mouth are completely numb. as in cannot feel anything. wheeeeee numby numb numbbmnmbnmdy.
orajel is fun.