Lady Liberty. Of course.
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Times Square Is Fat (And Horrid)
I went to Times Square for the first (and hopefully last) time today. What an overrated place. Everyone makes such a big deal about it being all wonderful and such.
I feel they don't really understand it.
It's fat and vomitous and disgusting, really. I've never been so repulsed by a place in my life. It's a celebration of advertisements and consumerism and materialism. It's everything that is wrong about the way people in this country think put on display with shiny lights. Horrific.
Everyone says, "Oooh, look at how great it is!!!" It's like walking into a television and being force fed every advertisement you've ever seen. There is a reason some people mute the television or change the channel when a commercial comes on... but Times Square is like the commercials without the regular programing.
So embarrassing.
I feel they don't really understand it.
It's fat and vomitous and disgusting, really. I've never been so repulsed by a place in my life. It's a celebration of advertisements and consumerism and materialism. It's everything that is wrong about the way people in this country think put on display with shiny lights. Horrific.
Everyone says, "Oooh, look at how great it is!!!" It's like walking into a television and being force fed every advertisement you've ever seen. There is a reason some people mute the television or change the channel when a commercial comes on... but Times Square is like the commercials without the regular programing.
So embarrassing.
Top of the Rock
Heeeeeeyyy. So. I got my picture taken at the top of the Rockefeller Center.
PS. I'm in NYC. Hahaha. Duh.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
I'm Crafty
I'm sick. So instead of being out doing something fun around town, I'm making shitty jewelry on my bed out of junk I found at house parties.
K-J for Kairi-Jordan.
Mum: I know you don't know how to pronounce this. I've heard you pronounce it. It was wrong. I cringed, but at the time, you were yelling at me about some German police turning up on your doorstep and about some copyright infringement type things, so I didn't mention it. But anyway. It's not Kair-i/Carrie. It's Kai-ri. Like Kylie with an 'r'.
K-J for Kairi-Jordan.
Mum: I know you don't know how to pronounce this. I've heard you pronounce it. It was wrong. I cringed, but at the time, you were yelling at me about some German police turning up on your doorstep and about some copyright infringement type things, so I didn't mention it. But anyway. It's not Kair-i/Carrie. It's Kai-ri. Like Kylie with an 'r'.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
I Take It Back
SO... I've most certainly made fun of Tay Zonday at least once for his song Chocolate Rain... and writing "I move away from the mic to breathe"... yeah. Anyway. I take it back. Because this is amazing.
Happy Christmas everyone. ^_^
Happy Christmas everyone. ^_^
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Helden
I took this screencap yesterday of the new Rammstein video, "Ich Tu Dir Weh" which means, "I hurt you" in German, of course. It's a great song if you don't speak German. If you do speak German, it's positively brutal. Excellent.
Anyway. That's Till. I call him Tillius. He's totally my hero. Not only does he have a score of new piercings for this new tour, etc. But, specifically for this video shoot, he had his cheek pierced to feed wires to an LED in his mouth.
What. A. BAMF.
Seriously. You know you're not that much of a badass. I'm not even that much of a badass. Hardcore.
Watch said video here.
Monday, December 21, 2009
Sunday, December 20, 2009
What It Means
Okay. I realize I don't often use the term "straightedge" to define myself as I don't believe in labels as well as the usual assumptions people have about you when you say that you're edge. What I mean by this is something I will take from UrbanDictionary. Yes I'm lame like that:
"Most straightedge kids nowadays flaunt the fact that they're straightedge by drawing X's on their hands, wearing clothing that says "Drug Free" or "XXX" or "Poison Free", because for some reason they feel the need to let everyone know they're drug free."
And...
"Straightedge kid: I'VE GOT THE STRAIGHTEDGE! I'm a person just like you, but i've got better things to do than sit around and fuck my head; hang around with the living dead! Snort white shit up my nose, pass out at shows! I don't even think about speed that's just something I don't need! I've got the straightedge!
Kid 2: Um...calm down. I don't need your beliefs shoved down my throat, thanks
Straightedge Kid: I'VE GOT THE STRAIGHTEDGE!
Kid 2: I know. I know.
Straightedge Kid: NEVER WANT TO USE A CRUTCH! I'VE GOT THE STRAIGHTEDGE!
Kid 2: Great. I know.
Straightedge Kid: I'VE GOT THE---
Kid 2: SHUT THE FUCK UP. I GET IT."
Is what I'm trying to avoid.
So when I get offered things, I'll just say, "Oh, I don't drink/smoke/do drugs/etc./whatever." Instead of assigning myself a label.
This usually works. I don't want to be one of those people who defines themselves by what substances they do or don't use. But it gets REALLY quite annoying when people, for some reason or another, refuse to respect this, acknowledge it, etc.
Like last night.
Last night, I went on a date with some dude I didn't really know. We went to dinner, which was fine, then went to a bar for some Smiths/Misfits thing since I dig that kind of music. Anyway. He got Guinness, I got water. This is how that first conversation went...
Him: Here, try this.
Me: No thanks. I don't drink.
Him: Oh. You're just scared.
Me: Um... scared of what?
Him: That you won't survive.
Me: Uh... I've had Guinness before... my parents gave me a can of Guinness for my seventeenth birthday.
Him: Oh.
So that was annoying. Later, he didn't want to go up to the bar since it was crowded, so I offered to go buy him something. I also wanted to get away from having to sit across that table from him since he was really annoying and kinda boring. So he told me that if I went up to the bar, I had to get myself something to drink... AND WATER DIDN'T COUNT!!! Like what the fuck, I drink what I want. Don't tell me what to do.
That's another thing, I REALLY, REALLY, REALLY do not like being told what to do. Like. At all. I'll just quote Rage Against The Machine here and say, "Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me." Suffices.
So I got him a rum and coke and got myself a juice. And every single time he got a new drink, he would attempt to make me drink some of it. Which got VERY old, VERY fast. So this ended with him trying to get me to drink some of his Jägerbomb. And of course I like Jägerbombs, but I don't drink them. So I refused and asked him why he kept trying to make me drink shit. His answer?
"I'm just being polite."
Ummmmmmmm....what? Where did he learn manners? From assholes? Clearly. I told him that not only was he being impolite, he was also being rude, disrespectful, and annoying. I can think of so many comparisons that I could make for the same behaviour in other situations.
And then I told him to leave. Which was kind of hilarious. But really, the bar crowd/atmosphere was fun and I wasn't going to leave because he was lame. Why spoil my fun even further?
So yeah... that's what my edge means to me. Don't fuck with it.
And thus I leave you with Minor Threat.
"Most straightedge kids nowadays flaunt the fact that they're straightedge by drawing X's on their hands, wearing clothing that says "Drug Free" or "XXX" or "Poison Free", because for some reason they feel the need to let everyone know they're drug free."
And...
"Straightedge kid: I'VE GOT THE STRAIGHTEDGE! I'm a person just like you, but i've got better things to do than sit around and fuck my head; hang around with the living dead! Snort white shit up my nose, pass out at shows! I don't even think about speed that's just something I don't need! I've got the straightedge!
Kid 2: Um...calm down. I don't need your beliefs shoved down my throat, thanks
Straightedge Kid: I'VE GOT THE STRAIGHTEDGE!
Kid 2: I know. I know.
Straightedge Kid: NEVER WANT TO USE A CRUTCH! I'VE GOT THE STRAIGHTEDGE!
Kid 2: Great. I know.
Straightedge Kid: I'VE GOT THE---
Kid 2: SHUT THE FUCK UP. I GET IT."
Is what I'm trying to avoid.
So when I get offered things, I'll just say, "Oh, I don't drink/smoke/do drugs/etc./whatever." Instead of assigning myself a label.
This usually works. I don't want to be one of those people who defines themselves by what substances they do or don't use. But it gets REALLY quite annoying when people, for some reason or another, refuse to respect this, acknowledge it, etc.
Like last night.
Last night, I went on a date with some dude I didn't really know. We went to dinner, which was fine, then went to a bar for some Smiths/Misfits thing since I dig that kind of music. Anyway. He got Guinness, I got water. This is how that first conversation went...
Him: Here, try this.
Me: No thanks. I don't drink.
Him: Oh. You're just scared.
Me: Um... scared of what?
Him: That you won't survive.
Me: Uh... I've had Guinness before... my parents gave me a can of Guinness for my seventeenth birthday.
Him: Oh.
So that was annoying. Later, he didn't want to go up to the bar since it was crowded, so I offered to go buy him something. I also wanted to get away from having to sit across that table from him since he was really annoying and kinda boring. So he told me that if I went up to the bar, I had to get myself something to drink... AND WATER DIDN'T COUNT!!! Like what the fuck, I drink what I want. Don't tell me what to do.
That's another thing, I REALLY, REALLY, REALLY do not like being told what to do. Like. At all. I'll just quote Rage Against The Machine here and say, "Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me." Suffices.
So I got him a rum and coke and got myself a juice. And every single time he got a new drink, he would attempt to make me drink some of it. Which got VERY old, VERY fast. So this ended with him trying to get me to drink some of his Jägerbomb. And of course I like Jägerbombs, but I don't drink them. So I refused and asked him why he kept trying to make me drink shit. His answer?
"I'm just being polite."
Ummmmmmmm....what? Where did he learn manners? From assholes? Clearly. I told him that not only was he being impolite, he was also being rude, disrespectful, and annoying. I can think of so many comparisons that I could make for the same behaviour in other situations.
And then I told him to leave. Which was kind of hilarious. But really, the bar crowd/atmosphere was fun and I wasn't going to leave because he was lame. Why spoil my fun even further?
So yeah... that's what my edge means to me. Don't fuck with it.
And thus I leave you with Minor Threat.
2009 In Review
1) Was 2009 a good year for you?
Yep.
2) What was your favorite moment of the year?
I'm going to have to say getting leaked Rammstein songs as birthday presents was pretty up there.
3) What was your least favorite moment of the year?
Crashing into a pillar on my skateboard.
4) Where were you when 2009 began?
Toronto.
5) Who were you with?
Carol.
6) Where will you be when 2009 ends?
Times Square, NYC.
7) Who will you be with when 2009 ends?
The whole world.
8) Did you keep your new years resolution of 2009?
I don't remember what it was.
9) Do you have a new years resolution for 2010?
Yes.
10) Did you fall in love in 2009?
No.
11) If yes who?
n/a
12) If yes, do they know?
n/a
13) Are you still in love with them?
n/a
14) You regret it?
n/a
15) Did you breakup in 2009?
Yes.
16) Did you make any new friends in 2009?
Tonnes.
17) Who are your favorite “new” friends?
It's mean to pick favourites. They know who they are.
18) What was your favorite month of 2009?
My favourite month is always June.
19) Did you travel outside of Canada in 2009?
Yes.
20) How many different provinces and/or states did you travel to in 2009?
Two. Michigan and Ohio.
21) Did you lose anybody close to you in 2009?
No.
22) Did you miss anybody in the past year?
Everyone in Michigan.
23) What was your favorite movie that you saw in 2009?
Pirate Radio.
24) What was your favorite song from 2009?
Bad Romance - Lady Gaga.
25) What was your favorite record from 2009?
Liebe Ist Fur Alle Da - Rammstein.
26) How many concerts did you see in 2009?
Pathetically few.
27) Did you have a favorite concert in 2009?
I quite liked Tiësto.
28) Did you drink a lot of alcohol in 2009?
More than any other year.
29) Did you do a lot of drugs in 2009?
No.
30) Did you do anything out of character in 2009?
Nah.
31) Did you do anything you are ashamed of this year?
Crashing my skateboard into a pillar was pretty embarrassing.
33) What was the worst lie you told someone in 2009?
"Hey, my name is Kelly. I'm married to Rammstein's drummer and I'm totally from England." Was my line during the TIFF that I used to amuse myself while standing around waiting for people to show up on the red carpet. Fun character to play though.
34) Did you treat somebody badly in 2009?
Possibly.
35) Did somebody treat you badly in 2009?
Meh. Probably.
36) How much money did you spend in 2009?
Copious amounts.
37) What was your proudest moment of 2009?
I'm weirdly proud of sneaking into the four seasons during the TIFF.
38) What was your most embarrassing moment of 2009?
Like every time I was drunk. Which is why I don't drink anymore.
39) If you could go back in time to any moment of 2009 and change something, what would it be?
Talk to more cute boys instead of being shy.
40) What are your plans for 2010?
Do it up.
41)What did you do in 2009 that you’d never done before?
Many things.
42)What would you like to have in 2010 that you lacked in 2009?
A job would be nice.
43)What date from 2009 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
Well. It's not a date really. But definitely the time David was crying in my bathroom. I just bring this up to annoy him. <3
44)Did you suffer illness or injury?
Yes.
45) What was the best thing you bought?
Tattoos, as always.
46) Whose behavior merited celebration?
Obama's... I don't really know.
47) Whose behavior made you appalled and disappointed?
Chris Brown. Hahahaha.
48) What did you get really, really, really excited about?
Meeting Ewan McGregor. I'm still excited about that.
49) What song will always remind you of 2009?
Paparazzi - Lady GaGa
50) Compared to this time last year, are you:
richer or poorer?
Probably about the same.
51) What do you wish you’d done more of?
Working.
52) What do you wish you’d done less of?
Drinking.
53) What was your favorite tv program?
Grey's Anatomy. Bones.
54) Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year?
Sure.
55) What was the best book you read?
Jurassic Park.
56) What was your greatest musical discovery?
Lady Gaga. Rammstein.
57) What did you want and get?
Knowledge. Tattoos. Show tickets.
58) What did you want and not get?
A job. A bike.
59) What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
Went to a baseball game and then my friends got me drunk. 19.
60) What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
Going to more shows. Getting more tattoos. Having a job.
61) How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?
American Apparel mannequin.
62) What kept you sane?
My friends.
63) Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
Richard Kruspe. Till Lindemann. Christoph Schneider. Lady GaGa. Kristen Stewart.
64) Who do you miss?
Moo. My parents. Everyone in Michigan.
65) Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2009.
Live alone. Roommates are a terrible idea.
Yep.
2) What was your favorite moment of the year?
I'm going to have to say getting leaked Rammstein songs as birthday presents was pretty up there.
3) What was your least favorite moment of the year?
Crashing into a pillar on my skateboard.
4) Where were you when 2009 began?
Toronto.
5) Who were you with?
Carol.
6) Where will you be when 2009 ends?
Times Square, NYC.
7) Who will you be with when 2009 ends?
The whole world.
8) Did you keep your new years resolution of 2009?
I don't remember what it was.
9) Do you have a new years resolution for 2010?
Yes.
10) Did you fall in love in 2009?
No.
11) If yes who?
n/a
12) If yes, do they know?
n/a
13) Are you still in love with them?
n/a
14) You regret it?
n/a
15) Did you breakup in 2009?
Yes.
16) Did you make any new friends in 2009?
Tonnes.
17) Who are your favorite “new” friends?
It's mean to pick favourites. They know who they are.
18) What was your favorite month of 2009?
My favourite month is always June.
19) Did you travel outside of Canada in 2009?
Yes.
20) How many different provinces and/or states did you travel to in 2009?
Two. Michigan and Ohio.
21) Did you lose anybody close to you in 2009?
No.
22) Did you miss anybody in the past year?
Everyone in Michigan.
23) What was your favorite movie that you saw in 2009?
Pirate Radio.
24) What was your favorite song from 2009?
Bad Romance - Lady Gaga.
25) What was your favorite record from 2009?
Liebe Ist Fur Alle Da - Rammstein.
26) How many concerts did you see in 2009?
Pathetically few.
27) Did you have a favorite concert in 2009?
I quite liked Tiësto.
28) Did you drink a lot of alcohol in 2009?
More than any other year.
29) Did you do a lot of drugs in 2009?
No.
30) Did you do anything out of character in 2009?
Nah.
31) Did you do anything you are ashamed of this year?
Crashing my skateboard into a pillar was pretty embarrassing.
33) What was the worst lie you told someone in 2009?
"Hey, my name is Kelly. I'm married to Rammstein's drummer and I'm totally from England." Was my line during the TIFF that I used to amuse myself while standing around waiting for people to show up on the red carpet. Fun character to play though.
34) Did you treat somebody badly in 2009?
Possibly.
35) Did somebody treat you badly in 2009?
Meh. Probably.
36) How much money did you spend in 2009?
Copious amounts.
37) What was your proudest moment of 2009?
I'm weirdly proud of sneaking into the four seasons during the TIFF.
38) What was your most embarrassing moment of 2009?
Like every time I was drunk. Which is why I don't drink anymore.
39) If you could go back in time to any moment of 2009 and change something, what would it be?
Talk to more cute boys instead of being shy.
40) What are your plans for 2010?
Do it up.
41)What did you do in 2009 that you’d never done before?
Many things.
42)What would you like to have in 2010 that you lacked in 2009?
A job would be nice.
43)What date from 2009 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
Well. It's not a date really. But definitely the time David was crying in my bathroom. I just bring this up to annoy him. <3
44)Did you suffer illness or injury?
Yes.
45) What was the best thing you bought?
Tattoos, as always.
46) Whose behavior merited celebration?
Obama's... I don't really know.
47) Whose behavior made you appalled and disappointed?
Chris Brown. Hahahaha.
48) What did you get really, really, really excited about?
Meeting Ewan McGregor. I'm still excited about that.
49) What song will always remind you of 2009?
Paparazzi - Lady GaGa
50) Compared to this time last year, are you:
richer or poorer?
Probably about the same.
51) What do you wish you’d done more of?
Working.
52) What do you wish you’d done less of?
Drinking.
53) What was your favorite tv program?
Grey's Anatomy. Bones.
54) Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year?
Sure.
55) What was the best book you read?
Jurassic Park.
56) What was your greatest musical discovery?
Lady Gaga. Rammstein.
57) What did you want and get?
Knowledge. Tattoos. Show tickets.
58) What did you want and not get?
A job. A bike.
59) What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
Went to a baseball game and then my friends got me drunk. 19.
60) What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
Going to more shows. Getting more tattoos. Having a job.
61) How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?
American Apparel mannequin.
62) What kept you sane?
My friends.
63) Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
Richard Kruspe. Till Lindemann. Christoph Schneider. Lady GaGa. Kristen Stewart.
64) Who do you miss?
Moo. My parents. Everyone in Michigan.
65) Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2009.
Live alone. Roommates are a terrible idea.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Once Upon A Time...
There was a musician named Cat Stevens.
...and then he became weirdly religious.
BUT. Before that. He did this:
...and then he became weirdly religious.
BUT. Before that. He did this:
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Vicarious Pranks
My friend David and I came up with the most excellent activity ever. Vicarious pranks. It's like pulling two pranks at once!
So here's what you do!!!
You find a person with a need, and then direct them to call your "friend". This "friend" should be someone you either a. don't know, or b. has nothing to do with what the person wants.
Now, you have to tell your friend with a need to tell the person that they are calling, that they got their number from some random person who doesn't actually exist. For instance...
"Hey, this is Jane. I got your number from John. He said you could maybe help me out..."
Kinda thing. Either the person will be embarrassed that they don't know who they're talking to and just agree (which is hilarious) or they will act confused and not know who the person is, which is just as funny.
AFTERWARDS, tell the person exactly what just happened to them.
It's SO amazing.
So here's what you do!!!
You find a person with a need, and then direct them to call your "friend". This "friend" should be someone you either a. don't know, or b. has nothing to do with what the person wants.
Now, you have to tell your friend with a need to tell the person that they are calling, that they got their number from some random person who doesn't actually exist. For instance...
"Hey, this is Jane. I got your number from John. He said you could maybe help me out..."
Kinda thing. Either the person will be embarrassed that they don't know who they're talking to and just agree (which is hilarious) or they will act confused and not know who the person is, which is just as funny.
AFTERWARDS, tell the person exactly what just happened to them.
It's SO amazing.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
I'm Mr. Brightside
Coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this?
It was only a kiss
It was only a kiss
Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his chest now
He takes off her dress, now
Let me go
Cos I just can't look
It's killing me
And taking control
Jealousy
Turning saints into the sea
Turning through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
Cos I'm Mr. Brightside
Coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this?
It was only a kiss
It was only a kiss
Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his chest now
He takes off her dress, now
Let me go
Cos I just can't look
It's killing me
And taking control
Jealousy
Turning saints into the sea
Turning through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
Cos I'm Mr. Brightside
I never
I never
I never
I never
I never
I occasionally forget how much I love The Killers. And then I remember. <3
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this?
It was only a kiss
It was only a kiss
Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his chest now
He takes off her dress, now
Let me go
Cos I just can't look
It's killing me
And taking control
Jealousy
Turning saints into the sea
Turning through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
Cos I'm Mr. Brightside
Coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this?
It was only a kiss
It was only a kiss
Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his chest now
He takes off her dress, now
Let me go
Cos I just can't look
It's killing me
And taking control
Jealousy
Turning saints into the sea
Turning through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
Cos I'm Mr. Brightside
I never
I never
I never
I never
I never
I occasionally forget how much I love The Killers. And then I remember. <3
Nighy. Not Nye.
That is Bill Nye. The Science Guy.
This is Bill Nighy. The actor.
I realize this gets confusing when I say it. Since Nye and Nighy are basically pronounced exactly the same. But I had rather hoped that by writing it out, it would be easier to understand.
I like Bill Nye.
I LOVE Bill Nighy.
I also love how everyone has seen Bill Nighy at least once, but has NO idea what his name is. This makes it RIDICULOUSLY hard to stalk him during the TIFF since everyone thinks you're trying to stalk the science guy when you ask them if they've seen Bill Nighy. Christ.
So, I think that schools should be required to teach children the difference between the epic awesome beastliness of Bill Nighy, and the hilarity of Bill Nye. Please. To save my sanity, if nothing else.
Wait... what am I saying? I was never sane to begin with... oh well.
He Ate My Heart
Today is "To Write GaGa On Her Arms" day or something like that. So my arm says, "He Ate My" and it's in a heart. Because I am win like that. Oh yes.
I didn't eat any hearts today. I ate pizza. It was excellent pizza.
After I ate my pizza, I went to a show. It was an excellent show. Full of awkward moments and ridiculous dancing. I really honestly thought the boy in front of me was having a seizure at one point. I was concerned.
The show ended. And I was sad about this. But then I walked from Bloor and Bathurst to College and Bathurst and stopped at Sneaky Dee's for a cupcake. Usually I would have serious objections to walking in this weather. It's 19 degrees out. Which is -7C. Whatever the balls that means. I like 19 better. Sounds warmer.
In Sneaky Dee's, I ran into a bunch of people who were on a pub crawl. Which was... interesting. Talking of this phrase, I'll be watching The Boat That Rocked again later tonight because I'm in love with Bill Nighy. Anyway. I started talking to this one very amusing pub crawl victim called Jamee. He kept saying how hammered he was. All in all, he was totally adorables. I love drunk boys when they're not barfing.
He asked me how I felt about shooters. To which I replied, "Ohhh, are you trying to buy me a drink?" which he said yes to. I told him that I don't drink alcohol. And then he said that's the sort of person he wants to be. I told him he should move downtown and live on Queen West. Because he totally should. Anyway. He bought me a cupcake. Which was awesome. Because cupcakes are amazing.
As I was leaving Sneaky Dee's, the bouncer recognized my cupcake and I or something I guess. He was like, "Oh. I remember you. You wanted to get cupcakes, but you didn't have your ID, so I wouldn't let you in, and you were really, really mad, and then you left and came back with your ID and got cupcakes." I'm not entirely certain that this was actually me... But it totally sounds like something I'd do, so maybe yes? It was funny either way.
The other bouncer started talking about my water bottle, and I said, "I swear to God it's water," and he was like, "Oh. I don't believe in that." And I'm a genius, so I asked, "You don't believe in water?" Go me.
Friday, December 11, 2009
Monster Mash
I came across a mashup on facebook today that my friend posted. So I thought I'd use this space to post my favourite mashup ever.
YUSS.
YUSS.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
If You...
My friend just asked me this:
"If you could be one member of Rammstein for a day, who would it be and what would you do?"
I definitely said that I'd be Richard and I would spend all day masturbating.
Definitely naked. Probably in front of a mirror.
He's a pretty dude.
"If you could be one member of Rammstein for a day, who would it be and what would you do?"
I definitely said that I'd be Richard and I would spend all day masturbating.
Definitely naked. Probably in front of a mirror.
He's a pretty dude.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
J00000sss
So my Mummy is a really fancy person and she always has cranberry j00s in the fridge, and then she drinks it with lime stuff in it.
But I'm not that fancy and I don't know where to get lime stuff, so I'm just going to drink my cranberry j00s straight out of the carton.
Because I live alone and don't have to share it with anyone.
Nom nom j00s.
But I'm not that fancy and I don't know where to get lime stuff, so I'm just going to drink my cranberry j00s straight out of the carton.
Because I live alone and don't have to share it with anyone.
Nom nom j00s.
Monday, December 7, 2009
?!?!?!?!?!
There is a rugby movie called "Invictus"??!?!?!? Whattt???
Not only do I play rugby, but I also have a tattoo that says "invictus" WHATTTT????
Not only do I play rugby, but I also have a tattoo that says "invictus" WHATTTT????
It's About That Time
I guess I should probably talk about my new tattoo right about now so that my mom reads this and doesn't freak out at me when she sees it since I never told her about this "Jimmy guy". Because she will see it. It's on my wrist. (Hi Mum)
Anyway. I guess this story should start on Friday evening. I had just gotten all of my things moved into my new apartment and one of my best friends invited me out to his friend's birthday party at the Wreck Room. But we decided to meet in Dundas Square super early. I got a sandwich from Subway that had basically nothing on it, but was vegan... which is why there was like nothing on it. But it was toasted so it was still really yummy and I might want another one today... maybe I'll go to Quiznos up the street...
Moving on. So David and I meet up outside H&M, and then go to Starbucks and I got a green tea latte which I later spit on the sidewalk outside of H&M and he totally thought I was throwing up, but I was actually laughing, and then it was green, so he thought I had some Exorcist shit going on.
Anyway, misadventures happened with other friends and somehow the topic of how when people first meet David, they always think his name is Jimmy for some reason. I don't even know anyone named Jimmy... except for that one kid I went to school with in elementary school who I don't even talk to anymore. So whatever.
We somehow decided that we would both be Jimmy. I really don't remember this since I was at some place called Fuck-Ass's bar, which I guess isn't actually called that but was used for the filming of The Boondock Saints. I ended up on my knees with two boys pointing finger guns at my head and reciting lines from the movie. There was this weird bluegrass band playing irish songs and the bassist's bass had no body... it was just a neck. So strange.
The point is that David and I are now "Jimmy". Saturday evening, we woke up and went out for breakfast at 3pm. I decided I definitely needed to get a tattoo that says "Jimmy" and then I did. I don't believe in getting someone else's name tattooed on you unless they're your kid, or it's your own name. However, technically I'm Jimmy slash it's an inside joke between friends, so I'm completely fine with it since Jimmy isn't a real person in this case. Which makes it even funnier.
Anyway, I got it done at the Tattoo Rock Parlour because it was empty and I didn't feel like waiting. Good decision. The guy who did it was awesome and it turned out excellently and I gave him a ten dollar tip, he was really surprised and appreciative about this, which makes me want to come back and get more done and give him more awesome tips so that he gives me sweet discounts.
Anyway. This is my tattoo.
Anyway. I guess this story should start on Friday evening. I had just gotten all of my things moved into my new apartment and one of my best friends invited me out to his friend's birthday party at the Wreck Room. But we decided to meet in Dundas Square super early. I got a sandwich from Subway that had basically nothing on it, but was vegan... which is why there was like nothing on it. But it was toasted so it was still really yummy and I might want another one today... maybe I'll go to Quiznos up the street...
Moving on. So David and I meet up outside H&M, and then go to Starbucks and I got a green tea latte which I later spit on the sidewalk outside of H&M and he totally thought I was throwing up, but I was actually laughing, and then it was green, so he thought I had some Exorcist shit going on.
Anyway, misadventures happened with other friends and somehow the topic of how when people first meet David, they always think his name is Jimmy for some reason. I don't even know anyone named Jimmy... except for that one kid I went to school with in elementary school who I don't even talk to anymore. So whatever.
We somehow decided that we would both be Jimmy. I really don't remember this since I was at some place called Fuck-Ass's bar, which I guess isn't actually called that but was used for the filming of The Boondock Saints. I ended up on my knees with two boys pointing finger guns at my head and reciting lines from the movie. There was this weird bluegrass band playing irish songs and the bassist's bass had no body... it was just a neck. So strange.
The point is that David and I are now "Jimmy". Saturday evening, we woke up and went out for breakfast at 3pm. I decided I definitely needed to get a tattoo that says "Jimmy" and then I did. I don't believe in getting someone else's name tattooed on you unless they're your kid, or it's your own name. However, technically I'm Jimmy slash it's an inside joke between friends, so I'm completely fine with it since Jimmy isn't a real person in this case. Which makes it even funnier.
Anyway, I got it done at the Tattoo Rock Parlour because it was empty and I didn't feel like waiting. Good decision. The guy who did it was awesome and it turned out excellently and I gave him a ten dollar tip, he was really surprised and appreciative about this, which makes me want to come back and get more done and give him more awesome tips so that he gives me sweet discounts.
Anyway. This is my tattoo.
Friday, December 4, 2009
Errrrrrr
I found a ridiculous picture of my cousin and I at Disneyland in 2005 when I was 14 and still had braces and was rather ridiculous.
I Felt The Need
Kann man Herzen brechen
können Herzen sprechen
kann man Herzen quälen
kann man Herzen stehlen
Sie wollen mein Herz am rechten Fleck
doch seh ich dann nach unten weg
da schlägt es links
Können Herzen singen
kann ein Herz zerspringen
können Herzen rein sein
kann ein Herz aus Stein sein
Sie wollen mein Herz am rechten Fleck
doch seh ich dann nach unten weg
da schlägt es links
links zwo drei vier
Kann man Herzen fragen
ein Kind darunter tragen
kann man es verschenken
mit dem Herzen denken
Sie wollen mein Herz am rechten Fleck
doch seh ich dann nach unten weg
da schlägt es in der linken Brust
der Neider hat es schlecht gewusst
Links zwo drei vier
können Herzen sprechen
kann man Herzen quälen
kann man Herzen stehlen
Sie wollen mein Herz am rechten Fleck
doch seh ich dann nach unten weg
da schlägt es links
Können Herzen singen
kann ein Herz zerspringen
können Herzen rein sein
kann ein Herz aus Stein sein
Sie wollen mein Herz am rechten Fleck
doch seh ich dann nach unten weg
da schlägt es links
links zwo drei vier
Kann man Herzen fragen
ein Kind darunter tragen
kann man es verschenken
mit dem Herzen denken
Sie wollen mein Herz am rechten Fleck
doch seh ich dann nach unten weg
da schlägt es in der linken Brust
der Neider hat es schlecht gewusst
Links zwo drei vier
Mmmyeah
See. I like it a lot.
It's from the 60s. I like things from the 60s.
Till and Richard are from the 60s. So is Paul.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
New Apartment
The above are all pictures of my new apartment. Which I share with....
wait for it....
NO. ONE.
So stoked on it. I've been waiting forever to live alone. I totally do ballet naked in my living room. Just sayin'. I never got to do that before.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Christopher Street Boy
This video is by one of my favourite vloggers. His videos are always very clever, extremely witty, and never fail to amuse. If you like this one, you should definitely check out his site because not only is he funny, he also unfailingly raises a good point.
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