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FrankenMac Is Back

This computer is insane. I swear. It really is FrankenMac... I should get it some stickers for being good to me. Something better than The White Tie Affair.

Speaking of stickers, I should also get some for my new bass. Oh how I love it. It really is pathetically easy to be okay at it. Unlike drums... I still sound like Meg White, however, when I get some space, I'll work on that. For now though, it's just my bass and I... also my french horn, but I'm not so sure my roomies would appreciate me actually playing it, so I'll stick to fingering. God that sounds dirty.

Tabs are my new favourite thing. As is 12:51 by The Strokes. Click it to check it out and download it if you want. I can now play 2 songs on the bass. Seven Nation Army by The White Stripes, and 12:51. Working on more. Come to think of it, I can probably play Seven Nation Army on the drums too, and I can sing it.

Yesterday, I found that my friend Rob did me a hilarious favour. There is an injoke that a bunch of friends and I have, so I made an album to go with our fake band. He put it up on his blog, so anyone can download the single.

Friday was a fun day. I called my friend David bright and early and he came over and we went and got pizza and tried out KFCCanada's new vegetarian sandwiches. We hung out for a while, then he went to class, but he was back later, so we hung out more and made uh... songs? on my computer. Funniest thing ever. We've decided we need a myspace and an album cover.

Hot,pInk.cUnt's single and remix can be found here.

We're So Wrong

My friends and I are so inappropriate.

Like this. And the remix.

A sense of humor is required for listening.

2008 Mix

So, I was going to make a 2008 year in review mixtape, but that didn't work out so well because I delete song files off of my computer. Teh failz. But here is the tracklist.

2008 In Review

A.
Atari - Lucky Boys Confusion
I've Just Seen A Face - The Beatles
Thnks Fr Th Mmrs - Fall Out Boy
Along Comes Mary - The Bloodhound Gang
I Wish You Well - Josie & The Pussycats
The Tide Is High - Atomic Kitten
I Think We're Alone Now - Tiffany
The Kids Don't Stand A Chance (Chromeo Remix) - Vampire Weekend
I Want To Break Free - Queen
I'm Not In Love - BBMak
Saturday Night - Whigfield
Don't You (Forget About Me) - Simple Minds
Give Head If You Got It - Combichrist
Maggie May - Rod Stewart
Just Dance - Lady GaGa
Shake It - Metro Station

B.
Rockstar - Miley Cyrus
I Want You To Want Me - Cheap Trick
Aces High - Iron Maiden
After The Eulogy - Boy Sets Fire
Oh My God - Ida Maria
Broken Stars - Silverstein
No One - Alicia Keys
Atomic - Sleeper
Not The Same - Body Jar
Viva La Vida - Coldplay
Crazy Little Thing Called Love - Elvis Presley
Hotel Yorba - The White Stripes
Don't Stand So Close To Me - The Police
Like Woah - Aly and AJ
See You Again - Miley Cyrus

Enjoy that.

People Are Strange

For once, the title lyrics actually apply. The past few days have been full of total weirdos.

So Tuesday I was up dark and early. I went down to Queen W to walk around and window shop, but everything was closed. Lame.

I went to a store to buy some gum and I was talking to my friend Tom on the phone trying to decide what flavours I should get and the sales lady starts screaming at me for wasting her time. It was ridiculous, I wasn't even at the counter. Wtf...

Anyway, after that, I took the street car back to Church, but I wasn't paying attention to the stops and ended up in the sketchy end near old town, which basically looks like the nicer areas of Highland Park. Super ghetto. I got out of there fast and walked up Church, stopping at pawn shops along the way to see if they bought snowboards.

I ended up in a shop with a rather sketchy russian man. They didn't buy snowboards, cameras, or computers. He asked how much money I needed ($200) and he was like "Oh... I might have it... In the back... In my office." And I'm fairly certain he was implying that I have sex with him. I didn't want to be rude and just flat out leave. He asked my name, I told him, he thought it was sexy and asked if I had a boyfriend. Of course I said yes, and then I left because I had to call said boyfriend right away... Eeeeeewwwww super creepy.

This morning, I managed to sell my snowboard!!! I went to Western Union to get my rent money and on my way there, I got hit on... And asked if I had a boyfriend. Of course I said yes. I got the money, dropped it off at home, and then went down to Steve's on QWest.

On the street car, some lady asked the guy across from me if he had "any crack on" him. OMG. He was just like, "nope." And she continued walking. I was in fits of giggles. I went to Steve's and met the coolest dude ever. He was soooo super nice. He helped me get my bass and stuff.

Its the prettiest thing ever. I'm totally in love with it. Anyway, I spent the whole afternoon and evening messing around with it.

Someone was basically leaning on the buzzer... I checked out the security monitor and it was some cracked out hobo with a shovel. Caitlin, Sam, and I were wigging out about it because he was clearly nuts and wanted to be paid for shoveling our walk... Which we asked him not to do as we could ourselves and he had stolen our shovel.

He stood at the door for 10 minutes and then slammed on it with his hand. He then walked down the stairs and shoveled a bunch of snow onto our porch. It was SO funny. But at the same time, we were terrified he would get mad and hit someone with the shovel.

This city is so nuts. I love it.

Going, Going, Dead

My computer died yesterday, but I'm only now getting around to calling time of death. After 16 hours or so of CPR and attempting to pry my files from its cold dead fingers, I realize that neither of these things are likely to happen. I have no means of word processing, none of my newest music that didn't make it onto my shitty iPod, no way to headbang away my frustrations, because guess who has my Rammstein? Not my iPod!

Oh, How I Love Thee

Bang, Boom, The beat

My baby is the bang, the boom, the beat

Bang, Boom, The beat

My baby is the bang, the boom, the beat

Bang, Boom, The beat

My baby is the bang, the boom, the beat

My boyfriend is music

My boyfriend is music

Yeah,

Music is my boyfriend

He never takes the pressure off

My boyfriend is music

My boyfriend is music

Yeah,

Music is my boyfriend

He never takes the pressure off

Hello

the beat says hello

He knows I'm gonna follow

My headphones are on-a

His low wind is thumpin'

Just me and him bumpin'

The walls they are watchin'

I'm turing red blushin'

You know that

I don't need no silly boys

I just need my boyfriend

I don't need no silly boys

I just need my boyfriend

Don't you know

Don't you know that

My boyfriend is bang, the boom, the beat

He's beatin' down the door to get to me

Yeah music is the shock, the shake, the shit

The needle in the groove, the grind, the grit

My boyfriend is music

My boyfriend is music

My boyfriend is music

Yeah,

Music is my boyfriend

He never takes the pressure off

My boyfriend is music

My boyfriend is music

Yeah,

Music is my boyfriend

He never takes the pressure off

Get up to go shower

I'm dancing for hours

He knows the way I like it

He knows just how I want it

He sees my hips swayin'

The moment beats layin'

It's inside my body

My boyfriends a hottie

You know that

I don't need no silly boys

I just need my boyfriend

I don't need no silly boys

I just need my boyfriend

Don't you know

Don't you know that

My boyfriend is bang, the boom, the beat

He's beatin' down the door to get to me

Yeah music is the shock, the shake, the shit

The needle in the groove, the grind, the grit

My boyfriend is music

He's making me lose it

I'll sing along lalalalala

My boyfriend is music

He's making me lose it

I'll sing along lalalalala

Lalalalala

I'll sing along lalalala

My boyfriend is music

He's making me lose it

I'll sing along lalalala

Bang, the boom the beat

He's beatin' down the door to get to me

You know that he's the shock, the shake, the shit

The needle in the groove, the grind, the grit

My boyfriend is bang, the boom, the beat

He's beatin' down the door to get to me

Yeah music is the shock, the shake, the shit

The needle in the groove, the grind, the grit

My boyfriend is grit

My boyfriend is grit

My boyfriend is music

A Shattered Memory

Sometimes, I look in the mirror, and I am amazed at how ridiculously attractive I find myself.

Other times, I think I look like this:


But right now. I feel gorgeous. <3

OH!

I totally forgot! I watched Eagle Vs. Shark the other night. It was AMAZING. Watch it.

NAO.

One Big Sugar Rush

Today was lamelamelame. I kept trying to sleep, but getting woken up. Libby is in Chicago and saw Dallas Green in an alley. Yay for Libby.

I got all pretty, went to Strange Love with Chris, but the bouncer wouldn't let me in. He was the same guy who was there when David and I went on the (epic fail) pub crawl last weekend. After that, we went to the Ram, but apparently you need an Ontario ID or a passport. So eventually we just stuck to Sneaky Dee's. There was a show going on upstairs. We checked it out and then quickly went downstairs. Ha!

I had a vegan cupcake which was epically good and a long island ice tea, which was also yummy. I still don't get why I get into bars but not clubs. WEEEIRD.

It's True... What You've Heard

I'll See You In Hell

I'm The Hiphopopotamus; My Lyrics Are Bottomless... A-Hem...

So tonight my friend David and I basically did a pub crawl... or what would have been a pub crawl if I were actually of age and had a real ID. Hahaha... but I am still amazed at how many people just do not care at all that it's very clearly fake. He met me at my house while I was still doing my makeup.

We went down the street to Bistro 422 and were ID'd inside. The guy was fine with my fake Virginian ID which amused me to no end. I had half a mini pitcher of Killer Koolaid, which is like... cranberry something and melon and vodka. That stuff was good. After that we took pictures and stuff, and apparently I'm still ridiculously photogenic. WIN! Anyway, I also had a shot of Carrot Cake or something which was goldschlager and some other stuff, and a shot of sour puss after that which was amazingly good and tasted a little bit like cough medicine.

After that, we went and got some bad ass pizza at Cora's at like... not quite Bloor and Spadina or something like that, I had vegan pizza with pineapple and really great garlic bread. David and I took the streetcar back down to College and Bathurst and went to Sneaky Dee's. He had a White Russian, which I tried, it was good. I had a Long Island Ice Tea and a Cosmopolitan. We headed over to Strange Love to dance, but the bouncer sent me away; it really depends on the bouncer more than the bar. We got into this other club, but there was a cover fee, so we left.

We went to Metro/Dominion and got me food for the next few weeks. First I was walking with the shopping cart like a weirdo, then I started doing this knees up monty python-esque walk, before switching to only doing it on the left leg which made it look like a very strange involuntary twitch... until I started giggling uncontrollably about it. So basically, I looked completely insane.

As an endnote, The Killers are no longer my favourite band. They have been bumped down to second. Flight of the Conchords is the shit. Get Into It!

I Would Just Like To Point Out...

That I would TOTALLY marry Jemaine.



Get into it.

Oh... and this:

You Got The Teeth Of The Hydra Upon You

Today was amazing. Well... tonight was, at any rate. I had SO much fun!

Today I went to the bank and they told me that I needed a guardian's signature to open an account since I'm not 19 which was LAME. So I called Mum and she said that I should kindly request Uncle Jay to accompany me to the bank at some point in the near future to do so. I couldn't cash my check, which sucks because I have NO money. GUHFUCKMYLIFE. Anyway, after that, I went on Craig's List really quick and looked up basses. I found this uber pretty Fender sunburst bass. I want it so bad! It's $250 Canadian, so I think if I put aside $50 a week, I can buy it in no time. So great!

Anyway, Andrea gave me her rockstar + vodka lite which was pretty yummy... but it kind of tastes like bug spray or something. Oh well. Kim's boyfriend's older brother and I were talking. His name is Chris. We decided to go to Strange Love instead of Fin's, which, in my opinion, was an awesome decision!! The security guard took a glance at my fake Virginia ID, and nodded me in. I waited until after I got inside to flip out. It was so great. I'm dying to go again next Thursday.

Chris got me a vodka and cranberry juice which was yummy and then we danced for a while. I made a new friend, Rob! He's so nice. It was the funniest thing ever, he kind of fell over on me while we were dancing, and was like, "OMG, I'm SOOO sorry!!!! I had a little too much to drink." He's so adorable. I told him it would be fine as long as he gave me a hug, and he totally did. I told him how cool I thought skate4cancer is, and he gave me even more hugs! Chris decided to go home, so I hung out with Rob and his buddy Cole. Rob bought me a shot of something... I think it was rum? I dunno, it was yummy. He promised me a dance, but then he kind of disappeared, so I guess I'll have to collect it some other time. I hope he doesn't feel too hung over tomorrow. That would suck!

Anyway, I met a bunch of other really cool people. And then I took a taxi home and have NO money. Yay! Oh well. At least I have food. I'll have money soon, I'm sure. I hope to get a job soon as well. I'm working on that. After I see what's going on with the tattoo parlour, I'll either be working there, or go job hunting around. I hope I get the job!!!! Anyway, I'm probably going to watch Love Actually, and then go to SLEEP.

I LOVE TORONTO!

Like A Catattack

My hair is such a WEIRD colour right now. Like, I seriously look almost exactly like Vespasian. What's even weirder, is that the red is washing away a bit and the pink is kind of eating through in some places... so apart from being this awkward ginger colour, it's pink ginger. At least it isn't purple anymore.

I have Skype. Talk to me: xdaniixaidinx

Wunder Boner?

Just watch.

Give My Regards To Soul And Romance

So yesterday was pervert day in Toronto. Like seriously, I got hit on more than I did on Saturday when I wasn't wearing pants. It was ridiculous. Some creeper was like, "I like your body, can I have it?" It was totally ridiculous. Oh, and I managed to get and pop blisters while walking around exercising. Yummy.

Today I went down to Queen W. And turned in my resume at the tattoo parlour. Naturally I got a bit lost, however I ended up in a Starbucks where they charged me for a tall and gave me a grande. Sweet! Then I went grocery shopping and bought squash which I will be asking my mum about how to cook. My roomie Theresa told me about this thing where you just drink tea and forget to eat which sounds slightly anorexic, but good for fitting into ultra skinny jeans.

I think I'm just going to mellow out today, maybe unpack bags and boxes.

'Cause I Came, And I Saw, I Conquered All

Jesus fucking Moses on a cracker. I thought yesterday was fun. Today was the best ever. I'm sure tomorrow will suck or something though.

This morning/afternoon when I woke up, I made a resume for jobs and stuff and then went grocery shopping.

When I got back, my roomie Mel told me about this flash mob that was going on where everyone was going on the subway and taking their pants off. Hahahaha. Epic.

We went down to Queen's Park and met with everyone. I met awesome new gay buddies. So we got on, took our pants off, took pictures, and rode around for a while before getting separated. Hahaha. She had my pants in her bag.

I met a bunch of random awesome people and we went around half naked. And then went to a bar where I kept getting free drinks. It was SO much fun.

I love this town.

Who Had The Best Week Ever?

So today was the best ever. I might possibly have a job at a tattoo parlour. MAYBE.

I walked all around Queen West which is like falling down the rabbit hole.

I got a hilarious fake ID that says I'm 20 and from Virginia. Hahahahahahaha.

I decided that being sXe was a Michigan thing. All my roomies party hard and as long as I'm not smashed, I don't mind partying along with them.

We went to their old roommate's bday party and I got given some gin, a beer (which was gross so I only drank half), and a rockstar plus vodka which was epic and got me tipsy perfect.

My Computer Died

It did. I miss it already. It works for now, but forget shutting it down, it'll never come back on.

Also, I am no longer a resident of the United States.

Patron On Ice

I'm moving on Thursday and I've just now realized exactly what I'll be missing.

There is no channel 955 in Toronto. This is highly depressing because they've only recently began playing some epically good songs. And the between phone conversation is epically great.

Best ever.

Where Are My Keys? I Left My Phone

Yesterday I did absolutely nothing until late. I went and picked up Carol and we went to see Yes Man with her friend Sam. It was way better than I was expecting. I mean... It was a Jim Carrey movie so it was a little bit like all of his other movies as usual, but that was really only in one scene. The best part was totally when he said he was "gone-o-ria".

We got out of that movie and went to blockbuster to get Attonement and Wanted then got candy at Sam's house and went back to Carol's. Attonement was amazing but ridiculously depressing fer sirius. Wanted was just epic. The concept of curving bullets was really awesome. We drove Sam home and then went back to Carol's to watch Becomming Jane. I totally fell asleep like half way though and have no idea what happened apart from gathering that her life was a bit like Pride and Predjudice.
I should probably clean and pack today, but I'm uber sleepy and I think I have either strep throat or tonsillitis, so I really doubt that will happen.

Meh

I guess I'm straight edge now. I wish there were a better name/term for it. I guess I just won't call myself that.

I don't like sXe people. For the most part, the ones who flaunt it especially, are a bunch of eleitist asses who I'd rather not associate myself with.

Libby thinks I should get a straight edge xXx tattoo. I'd rather not. It's way lame. Actually, being straight edge itself is super lame. I dislike lables.

But yeah... On a more positive note, the one and only time I ever got drunk was a whole year ago.

I'm Sick Of Always Hearing "Act Your Age"

The title of this blog are lyrics from the Sum 41 song "Fat Lip". Considering the current state of my face, I felt it proper. I still have an awkward fatLip and I'm wondering when it will go away. For the most part, I've just been leaving the rings alone as I usually do. I can tell that they are healing. It's a little gross, so I won't go into the details because it's a little bit gross. But they're freely moving and slightly less painful than before. I'm dying for them to heal up all the way so that I can switch out the rings.

Anyway... I've had a super lazy day today. It feels like my ass is eternally bruised. Like ferrealz. I guess I'm just always tripping down stairs.

I sat around watching Bones forever. Nothing better to do today and too lazy to do anything worth getting up for.
I really wish I had some Bactine right now.

Twenty Four Hours To Go, I Wanna Be Sedated

Early yesterday morning, I woke up, got some shit together, and drove over to Carol's to pick her up. She was in the shower, so I talked to her highly caffinated, but fun sister Leah. She really likes Mickey Avalon.

Carol and I drove to Windsor, exchanged some money, and then went through the tunnel. On the other side, we were asked a few questions, nothing too much, and then let through. The 401 was closed when we tried to get on, so we detoured to where it was opened for good.

The drive was basically 2 and a half hours of country farm lands, and 1 and a half hours of cities. We made a stop at Maccas and got some food and went to the bathroom. I have to admit, on the drive there, I almost killed us a few times because I was paying more attention to my BlackBerry than to the road.

Hamilton, Burlington, and Oakville seemed rather decent. But we didn't stop in any of them, maybe I will later. We hit traffic going into the city and got off the highway to get gasoline. We were pretty lost and bored so we played a game of trying to pronounce license plates.

We parked and paid 19 and then walked straight to Eaton. I definitely fucked up some ligaments at some point while driving. Anyway, we chilled in there for a while, but it was super hot so we left pretty quickly. We walked down to Queen and Parliament to get pizza at this boss restaurant called the Magic Oven.

I'm pretty sure we passed someone on crack, a couple hobos, and some creepers on our walk there. Everything around the restaurant was pretty ghetto. It looked almost like Detroit or Warren, we thought so, anyway. We split a pizza with soy cheese, tomato sauce, and onions/pineapples. I had the pineapple side.

Carol hated it, but I would walk down to Ghettoville with a torn ligament type thing, walking past crackheads and creepers any day to get pizza that epically good. Oh, and on the way back, I stepped in puke. Twice.

We went to Eaton again and got Starbucks and went up to the food court to work things out. We decided that just leaving would be the best plan. So we went to the car, and got comfy. We slept in the car there for a few hours before leaving and driving out of the city.

After I almost killed us again a few times while on my BB, Carol offered to drive and I graciously accepted. We had a few misadventures while looking for gasoline. We got some, and then got super tired while driving so we parked off the side of the highway and slept under a streetlight.

That didn't go well at all. When I woke up, I was as tired as I had been when I went to sleep. We drove until we got across the boarder at Sarnia, got told to get sleep by the customs officer, and promptly parked at a rest stop and slept until 5.30 am. The worst thing about waking up was it was freezing.

On the way home, apparently I was driving like a drunk, so we got pulled over by two cop cars hahaha. One asked if we had been drinking while the other scraped our windows for us. When he decided that we were probably more tired than inebreated, he let us go on our way. It wasn't that had to believe seeing as it was 6.40 am by that time.

The cops woke us right up and I dropped Carol off at 7 and quickly went home and slept FOREVER. It was so great. I might go back to sleep or I might get food.

Happy New Year.