"I'm your only friend, I'm not your only friend, but I'm a little glowing friend, but really, I'm not actually your friend, but I am" They Might Be Giants.
Let's see, drink too much. smoke to much, Mr Smoke-too-much, why don't you cut down a little then? I am the quotation queen this eve and what does that say about me?
Maybe I will go back to college. So as to avoid the hateful career trajectory that I am pursuing currently. I am thinking journalism. Yet I can't even write. So, therefore, I am thinking sobriety and see what happens from there. Sounds like a good idea, oh you pretty things don't you know you're driving your mamas and papas insane? no room for me no fun for you.
so that is what's up in the land of....durrrrr....
Tuesday, 29 July 2003
Wednesday, 2 July 2003
WAAAAHHH! Last Friday was the last night for my favorite bar The Leopard. May she rest in peace. Got lotsa free drinks though. So there is a silver lining in every cloud...as they say. WHo are they, anyway? and what is with the dumb remarks.
Went to Gay Pride and had a blast! Except for the random fight with Kris, which happens a lot and I don't know what do do about it. But ....
I love!!!!! drag queens and I am so jealous that i am not a boy cuz i would do it too! I still try to, but it doesn't have the same vibe. WOW i am such a dork. I was hoping someone would shout "we're here! we're queer! get used to it!" so I could giggle about the Lisa Simpson line "You do this every year! We are used to it!". Point of the weekend for my brain is don't waste so much time being all depressed... think about what a fun and wacky world we all are in.
and.. in closing since i am a wee bit intoxicated.... "sad to say I must be on me way, so buy me beer or whiskey cuz I'm goin' FARRRE AWAY! I'd like to think i'll be returnin when i can, to the greatest little boozer and to Sally McClennane"
is that how you spell McClennane? too lazy to grab the CD. YOu think you knizzle, but you have no idizzle...
Went to Gay Pride and had a blast! Except for the random fight with Kris, which happens a lot and I don't know what do do about it. But ....
I love!!!!! drag queens and I am so jealous that i am not a boy cuz i would do it too! I still try to, but it doesn't have the same vibe. WOW i am such a dork. I was hoping someone would shout "we're here! we're queer! get used to it!" so I could giggle about the Lisa Simpson line "You do this every year! We are used to it!". Point of the weekend for my brain is don't waste so much time being all depressed... think about what a fun and wacky world we all are in.
and.. in closing since i am a wee bit intoxicated.... "sad to say I must be on me way, so buy me beer or whiskey cuz I'm goin' FARRRE AWAY! I'd like to think i'll be returnin when i can, to the greatest little boozer and to Sally McClennane"
is that how you spell McClennane? too lazy to grab the CD. YOu think you knizzle, but you have no idizzle...
Sunday, 15 June 2003
Holy sheeit I haven't written in such a long time!
Let's see today is father's day... so I am missing my dad. Other than that, I am in a pretty good mood for a change. I have been in a funk since last friday night. Kris and I went to Jack London Square. We met Bono from U2. Kris was drunk and very rude to him, which irritated me. I wasn't going to say anything to him at all because I figured that celebrities get sick of people coming up and bugging them all the time. I was waiting for Kris outside of a restaurant that he went in to take a piss, and Bono walked out. And he stood around for a bit with these odd chicks and it turned out they had sent their friend to get a camera or something. Anyway Kris came out and said oh lets say hello and then he drunkedly acted like a jerk calling him Bone-o and saying he looked taller on stage etc. Bono like a true gentleman ignored Kris and took my hand in introduction and kissed it. That fixed Kris's little red wagon, dinnit? Bono is cool.
Anyways Kris got drunker and drunker and he is like fucking Jekyll and Hyde and unless he quits drinking I am though with him.
Kris was good and nice this week and only drank beer and not in mass quantities either. Then he ruined it again this weekend. I don't even want to go in to details and he is asleep right now and I am going to let him sleep until he is a decent human being again. Wanker.
So i finally feel better and got a little cleaning done around the apartment (did like 5 loads of laundry, i need to get rid of some clothes and i can never decide which.)
so...that's that then
Let's see today is father's day... so I am missing my dad. Other than that, I am in a pretty good mood for a change. I have been in a funk since last friday night. Kris and I went to Jack London Square. We met Bono from U2. Kris was drunk and very rude to him, which irritated me. I wasn't going to say anything to him at all because I figured that celebrities get sick of people coming up and bugging them all the time. I was waiting for Kris outside of a restaurant that he went in to take a piss, and Bono walked out. And he stood around for a bit with these odd chicks and it turned out they had sent their friend to get a camera or something. Anyway Kris came out and said oh lets say hello and then he drunkedly acted like a jerk calling him Bone-o and saying he looked taller on stage etc. Bono like a true gentleman ignored Kris and took my hand in introduction and kissed it. That fixed Kris's little red wagon, dinnit? Bono is cool.
Anyways Kris got drunker and drunker and he is like fucking Jekyll and Hyde and unless he quits drinking I am though with him.
Kris was good and nice this week and only drank beer and not in mass quantities either. Then he ruined it again this weekend. I don't even want to go in to details and he is asleep right now and I am going to let him sleep until he is a decent human being again. Wanker.
So i finally feel better and got a little cleaning done around the apartment (did like 5 loads of laundry, i need to get rid of some clothes and i can never decide which.)
so...that's that then
Friday, 2 May 2003
I almost forgot about that Ol' Dirty Bastard
Well it is my first Friday off and sooooooooo
Last night we went to see Al's hockey team play and they won... and the other teams was a bunch of pussies who could not even lose gracefully. I mean, they would not shake hands or anything. A thing about men that is weird. So afterward we went to the Stork Club- they are going to sponsor Al's new hockey team. Al had me draw a couple logo ideas for the team... which got me all interested. But he is definitely the white lie king and it turned out he had asked someone else to do the same so who knows which one they will use. And then he told his teammates that I was a graphic artist, like that was my profession and all. Then Micki, the gal that owns the bar, was telling me that I need to get those boys in gear so they can have a fundraiser to raise money for the team and jerseys and everything. So who's to say whether they are really going to have a team or anything. Anyway it was sort of fun to be back at the Stork cuz I have not been there since the Todd days, back when Oppressed Logic used to play there a bit. There was some rotten DJ last night. I was buzzed enough to tune it out but Kris was getting all irritated.
So that story what I wrote got rejected by the company I sent it to. Which is discouraging because I aimed low in my aspirations. It was Red Dress Ink, which is a division of Harlequin of all things which I always think of snootily as utter crap. So my crap is worse than crap and now I better go and watch tv or something like that.
Right now I am reading a great brilliant book called The Diary of a Teenage Girl by Phoebe Gloeckner. It is part drawn and part written and it is the most honest thing I have seen in a while. I think if I read it as a teenager I would have felt comforted by it instead of feeling like a freak which is what I felt like.
Well it is my first Friday off and sooooooooo
Last night we went to see Al's hockey team play and they won... and the other teams was a bunch of pussies who could not even lose gracefully. I mean, they would not shake hands or anything. A thing about men that is weird. So afterward we went to the Stork Club- they are going to sponsor Al's new hockey team. Al had me draw a couple logo ideas for the team... which got me all interested. But he is definitely the white lie king and it turned out he had asked someone else to do the same so who knows which one they will use. And then he told his teammates that I was a graphic artist, like that was my profession and all. Then Micki, the gal that owns the bar, was telling me that I need to get those boys in gear so they can have a fundraiser to raise money for the team and jerseys and everything. So who's to say whether they are really going to have a team or anything. Anyway it was sort of fun to be back at the Stork cuz I have not been there since the Todd days, back when Oppressed Logic used to play there a bit. There was some rotten DJ last night. I was buzzed enough to tune it out but Kris was getting all irritated.
So that story what I wrote got rejected by the company I sent it to. Which is discouraging because I aimed low in my aspirations. It was Red Dress Ink, which is a division of Harlequin of all things which I always think of snootily as utter crap. So my crap is worse than crap and now I better go and watch tv or something like that.
Right now I am reading a great brilliant book called The Diary of a Teenage Girl by Phoebe Gloeckner. It is part drawn and part written and it is the most honest thing I have seen in a while. I think if I read it as a teenager I would have felt comforted by it instead of feeling like a freak which is what I felt like.
Wednesday, 30 April 2003
Run away run away!
Sunday, 27 April 2003
Don't ask what was up on that last post. I was having freaky Saturday Night Live nostalgia and then for some reason that led me to posting a picture we took of Kris Kristofferson at the fair. Taken with a Kodak Disc camera, to give you an idea how old it is. And then a nice dripping blood thing because, why not?
My job is kind enough to amend my schedule so that I get Fridays off, too. So now I will start blogging maybe once a week at least cuz i have been so neglectful. Friday mornings, the b-friend will still be snoozing. Maybe I will sign up for the audio blog thing, but that might be a bad idea cuz I would probably only call it when I am drunk! ;)
My job is kind enough to amend my schedule so that I get Fridays off, too. So now I will start blogging maybe once a week at least cuz i have been so neglectful. Friday mornings, the b-friend will still be snoozing. Maybe I will sign up for the audio blog thing, but that might be a bad idea cuz I would probably only call it when I am drunk! ;)
Wednesday, 23 April 2003
He tries to think of a falsehood, but he cannot! So he throws fudge at her!
NO HOMEWORK? THEN YOU'LL HAVE TO FIGHT THE BEAR!
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