i took those faux potted flowers, and a little porcupine guy.
teeniest hopscotch game ever.
pointing my foot in this shot was accidental i swear.
teeniest bench ever omgs!
lets see what can i tell you, we watched lotr last nite, oh got in a spat in the car when i saw a dude carrying a carton of milk on his shoulder in THE ANNEX and i said he looked smug (like i am saving the planet and showing off)(no plastic bag, right see?) and fil says i disagree, then i called him smug too, then the spat. ungh. i was being JOOOKEY jeez. went to noah’s to get some lesbian house cleaner earlier today and fil his lesbian deodorant (SMUG SMUG! SMUG!!) then for a walkies, hit the lcbo (closed tomorrow guys, be prepared) made a nice salad, read in the bath and here i am now.
you see my big shining moment at 2 minutes in, i get up from the bar, turn, walk away, awesome. i’m wearing the success dress. wendi is also at the bar, chainsmoking in a white trench coat.
this game completely stresses me right the fuck out.
then a whole other bunch of crazy bullshit happened.
oh and i sang so what’cha want for the millionth time, it was a wee brutal, no matter, show up at 1am when all the drunk jocks are ripped and they’re all WOOOOH YEAAAAAAAAAAAH BESSST SONG IN THE UNIVERSE NO BEST SINGERIN THE UNIVERSE!
<3 4evur FRESH!
through the maze, brad was very scared, and he is also afraid of snakes.
this couple dinged at us, i heard them before they were even coming, already had my camera out, dude felt sheepish (from the dinging) and said oh wait let me fix my hair first.
the beach was dead, at least we didn’t get rained on.
more later, time to make a fancy salad and decide whether or not i am undisgusting enough to get away with not showering.
engineer hobbit ungh i know. ps. that’s NOT my hand, both are fil’s, he’s being gangster here.
was way more fun for fil than it was me, i underestimated his knowledge and memory. halfway through he got a fat lip, we were fighting over who got to wear the ring and he dropped it, bent over a few times to try and scoop it from beneath the couch and put his lip into my knee, then ruined every video i made being a suck about it and deleted all the ones where he gets a question wrong apparently someone has massive pride when it comes to trivia. me i don’t care i sound like a complete idiot in the one i’m uploading right now. at one point i screamed at him to GET A FUCKING LIFE after answering the millionth question in a row correctly. then we watched the rest of the first movie and started on the second one yes we are cool that’s how we party on a friday nite.
oh and we only listened to zeppelin, i suggested rush, but we don’t have rush. thankfully.
PINA COLADAS BRAINFREEZE! i just made a dancing video and cid attacked me in it and it is processing for you right now.
i dont have a life and im bored i am sitting here letting my wispy hair air dry in this hot hot heat watching cid twitch and dream on the ottoman by the open screen door and i am running out of websites to stalk. i am trying to come up with a retarded outfit to wear to the supermarket and liquor store and what should we make for supper? we are going to have a lotr trivial pursuit balcony party in our underwear i know i already talked about that sort of already but i’m pumped ok! maybe we’ll make mexican fajita fixins and wrap it in romaine and make tequila blended drinks.
if one more of you wise guys asks me again if i am going away this weekend i am going to cry ok.
maybe the only trip i take this weekend will be ON ACID. kidding. do you know how muchos cuckoo bananas acid would make me like more than i have ever been? (trust me i have gone bonkers before)(one day i will tell you ALL about it and then cringe in a corner for a year afterward). like i may as well smoke a J and then talk about the pentagon while i’m at it heheh.
if it doesn’t rain we will go to the island at some point and maybe weasel ourselves an invite to fil’s sister’s coffin pool.
ok i tried a new hair thing, after washing it i didn’t slap a towel all over the top of my head like i usually do and i didn’t brush it up there and i gave it a hair washing break yesterday. i think we’re good. fil says he has to monitor me the next time i wash my hair cos he is a bossy ass and thinks the fil way is the only way, i was like ok i have to get baby powder, guess how much i shouldn’t discuss hair with fil? or like anything that involves facts and theories and riddles or words or ANYTHING ugh, fil!
i could be like hey fil apples grow on trees and he will spend ten minutes telling me how i am wrong and sum it up with yes apples grow on trees.
maybe i will live blog our lotr game tonite and keep you up to speed with how many times we scream at each other over semantics and how we end up in a full on scissor legs fight pile on top of each other tussle.
