woah i just realised that lionel richie is a total babe.

death to gnomes

me and tony talked yesterday

it’s walking through hot soup season in toronto aka check on the old people you know, my favorite. lise brought me earrings yesterday and my ears aren’t pierced and purple lightning bolt tattoos, later on i drunk gave away the tattoos to the bouncer/manager of a pub and he’s all ONLY ONE SONG TONITE?! so now i don’t have any tattoos and i have earrings i can’t wear. i might get them pierced. should i?

the karaoke guy is getting on my nerves, part of his introducing me to everyone speech is explaining how crazy i am because i scream at people if they are speaking loudly during my song which is understandable right? anyway i don’t do it all the time and even if i did that doesn’t make me crazy it makes me angry. so i called him out on his scooter/motorcycle and said WHATEVER GUY WHO HAS A SCOOTER POSING AS A MOTORCYCLE cos it’s one of those whatever the front looks motorcycle-like the rest is all pussy scooter that i can pick up with one hand and give to my grandma.

next week i will target his haircut.

oh i sang wow what did i sing oh right don’t tell me, madonna, and i was awesome and a blog fan guy took my picture with a throw away camera so there’s extra awesome points.

i wish you could hear the fake telephone conversation between howie mandel and that other dude on the deal or no deal show I LOVE THAT SHOW!

today is s. hermit‘s 30th birthday.

oh yeah i forgot that when i dissed the karaoke guy over the mic one of the bar waitresses put her hands over her head and clapped and laughed and cheered!

TOTAL CHAT FIGHT I WIN

me:

how do i put a picture here
doi nevermind
wait
tell me i cant figure it out

kali:

um hi hang

me:

i got it
nevmind
kali:

oh thank god

me:

haha
no kidding
i was almost getting really mad at you
ha

kali: hahahahaha

me:

and fil
cos we were chatting and then nothing
and then i got extremely jealous of your pictures
and i couldnt figure it out
and music was blaring

kali:

you’re very needy
heh
he has one too i guess

me:

;ewigoh 43oitqh43[t8hre g
no im not needy

kali:

my boss was here
and you were boinking
all over the screen

me:

needy has nothing to do with it

kali:

hahahahah

me:

oops sorry

kali:

no biggie it was just funny
boink
boink
raymi
needs
you

me:

stop dissing me when u talk to me its annoying

kali:

BOINK

me:

ungh

kali:

k sorry

mostly i’m kidding
also you’re talking to me

me:

u can turn the boink sound off

kali:

awesome

me:

what do u mean also yer talking to me

kali:

i mean you boinked first

me:

so it doesnt mean u have to be mean
raaaaaaaaaah

kali:

no it doesn’t
k bye

me:

are we in a fight

kali:

yes

me:

no we arent

kali:

yes we are

me:

i boinked you sassed

kali:

ya but i’ve been mad
you just didn’t even notice

me:

“kali: no biggie it was just funny”

kali:

i mean befor TODAY duh

me:

dude you say mad shit to me all the time

kali:

you called me callous and bitter

me:

and i let it slide

kali:

you don’t accept me for what i am

me:

cos you are always being bitter and callous in my comments towards me for no reason
you insult me in every comment you make to me
and i finally called you on it

kali:

i insult everybody its my HUMOR

me:

well i dont find it funny

kali:

then we are in a fight

me:

there’s funny and then there is nasty
its not my doing

kali:

yes apparently you can’t tell the difference

me:

im not the only one who thinks this way

kali:

ok

me:

it doesnt matter

kali:

then i am in a fight with them too

me:

haha

kali:

VERYONE
BLAH ARGH RAWR

me:

if yer gonna be funny, be funny then
thats all

kali:

ok thanks

me:

u just come across as disagreeable
look u dont have to be all “oh thanks”

kali:

i said ok thanks

me:

well tone
oh nevermind

kali:

i was trying to be nondisagreeable
you CANT HEAR TONE ON CHAT@!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
jesus

me:

you can from some people who usually TALK WITH TONE
ie you and me

kali:

ok we’re broken up — meaning: the time where i talk to you and act like you’re VERY cool even though sometimes i think you are a brat is OVER

me:

oh well thanks for doing me that grand favor of talking to me whilst compromising your ethics kali
thank you. so. much.

me:

wow i just reread that you’re a total bitch

kali:

you made me mad

me:

yeh well yer nasty
unjustifiably

kali:

i meant it to be nasty

me:

yeh well it’s kind of pathetic
“i said ok thanks”
wtf

kali:

yes it is patheric
pathetic
totally

me:

omg u already removed me from yer blogroll
hahahaa

kali:

i’m good

me:

oh my god
that makes you good?

kali:

i told you we were broken up —

me:

wow
thats very uh, small

kali:

ok
no one goes to your site from mine anyway silly
except me

me:

thats not the point and you know it

kali:

ya i did it for effectr
and i’m small
you’re right about that

me:

well take fil down too

kali:

but see i think it’s funny
no i did that on purpose too

me:

yeh it is funny
he doesnt blog anymore

kali:

i see that

me:

hes also read all of our
convo

kali:

ok

me:

u can keep him up
it doesnt matter
he never liked being called raymis bitch anyway

kali:

i know
i only did it cuz of pitts bitch
it wasn’t personal
anyway

me:

yeh well we are different

kali:

you guys don’t get me
wah

me:

ahahah yeh you are sooooooo misunderstood

kali:

i know

me:

very complex

kali:

seriously
now we’re getting somewhere

me:

why do u think i am a brat

kali:

ok i want to choose my words carefully because i would like you not to get upset
but you know you are a brat, right?
i mean it’s kind of your “thing”
and i thought it was funny and i was playing along…

me:

being a brat and having it as a thing?
no not really
well maybe yer delusional cos there was no reason to be playing along

kali:

ok then maybe we just don’t get along
ok perhaps i am

me:

and also you dont need to project your inability to get along with others as ME being the brat here

kali:

i do get along with others
just not you
and whomever else you talk to that feels similarly
i certainly don’t get along with everybody

me:

well u seem to take a big interest in not getting along with me

kali:

i like to fight
it’s fun
and yes i do find that i care a little too much what you think about me

me:

well thats awesome that yer getting paid to fight with some girl on the internet who doesnt “get you”

kali:

you in particular
i know
it’s shameful

me:

i like how older bitches think they can say things like brat to me and feel like they totally zinged me

kali:

i do it because i’m a total brat

me:

anyway no harm no foul just stop being a cunt

kali:

i’m the one with the t-shirt, theoretically
but i enjoy being a cunt… it’s my personality

me: well thats sad

kali:

that’s what i need a “cunt” tishirt
!

me:

oh my god
thats so not funny it might be funny

kali:

sorry i was so nasty anyway
it was uncalled for

me:

its ok it was amusing for like ten minutes

kali:

ya my face got red
rawr

me:

ha
so do i take down your link now

kali:

if you want… i’ saved yours so i’m putting it bak up now

me: ok
i want to post this
maybe another day

kali:

oh jeez

me:

haha SEE

kali:

ok maybe you’ll change your mind

me:

not so humorous now that you’d be outed eh

kali:

heh

me:

exactly
people are mean up until someone is looking

kali:

nah i’d secretly like it if you posted it and you must know that

me:

why
i would be humiliated

people like it when i make them look stupid on my blog?

kali:

the difference is perception

me:

hmm

kali:

and anyway infamy is just as good as fame

me:

well i think people would perceive that i am in the right

kali:

speaking w/in the parameters of blogdon
yes you woulds
and i….

me:

haa
its too long to sift thru
people would just i dunno
i figure my blog affects peoples moods
so then therell be all these people calling each other out on their shit

apocolypse pony

i can see that extra arm coming in handy

ONE YEAR AGO TODAY

went to see star wars revenge of the MOST BORING PIECE OF SHIT I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE yesterday afternoon. i actually slept through more than half of it. i moved one of the arm rests and laid across two seats and passed the fuck out. the movie is total crap and what’s worse is all the hype for it. i rate it NO STARS. ya ya it is necessary to see it because there are like eight-hundred other ones and if you don’t see this one you will always wonder about it, you know what, don’t. worry. about. it.

that c3po douche bag’s voice is annoying as hell. um, since when do robot’s have faggoty british accents? also it’s fucking obvious from the beginning the chancellor is the sith lord because he talks in that sneaky evil way when he tells annabananakin to kill that dude right away i was thinking THIS GUY IS BAD NEWS THEY BETTER WATCH THEIR BACKS YO and then i was right so i stood up before falling asleep and proclaimed to everybody in the audience SEEEEEEEE I TOLD YOU THAT GUY WAS EVIL.

and then there are 300 kids sitting all around you talking and eating their evil little kid popcorn and candies during all the quiet parts so you pray for the whole movie to be full of loud explosions to drown them all out. one kid near us kept picking up his drink, taking a sip, putting it back down, picking it up again, taking a sip, putting it down it’s like holy shit kid just HOLD ON TO YOUR FUCKING DRINK and you can’t even swear at these kids ‘cos their parents are there too.

we were sitting in that row by the stairs with the metal bar to rest your feet on and also protect fat retards from somehow falling out of their seats in the dark and diving down the stairs, anyway, all the ADD little boys going to the bathroom were irritating ‘cos they’d swing from the bar and it was loose and our feet were resting on it and every few minutes a new little shitkid would go to the bathroom and do it again.

i am never going to see a movie again where there is bound to be all the kids in the universe sitting beside me in the audience. except for NARNIA, that movie will fucking rule and i will sit in the very front for it with stickers on my face and if i hear one person speak i will swear at them in italian at the top of my lungs until they take me away and ban me from all movie theatres for life.