Bla Bla and Bla
Blond Bulemic Moron: "Ohhh, let me have my special; the tall mocha. Oh, I also need another one for Farley"
Me: "Ohhh, that Canadian Idol guy?"
Charity: "Who the fuck is Farley?"
Me: "The Canadian Randy Jackson"
Charity: "oh, ok.."
Blond Bulemic Moron: "Yea, did I mention that i'm a filmographer? Yea, I make films. I'm doing the Gary Beals video, he's so spiritual, it's so beautiful. Anyways, Farley Flex is here and HE'S getting a MOCHA TOO! Did I mention I just had a baby? Well I did. My husband left me too. After he tried to strangle me that is"
So at this point Charity, Alisha and I are just looking at her like she had an ass for a face, she looks back like she senses our discomfort:
"Well you can always read about it in FRANK magazine, i'm in there. You know, since my husband tried to strangle me. I'm a filmographer too, did I mention that?"
Psycho....
The last few days have been sort of depressing and I think it has been largly influenced by the movies i've beeen watching. The other night Adam had a party of sorts but I was too tired to go so Allison and I ended up watching Broke Down Palace and eating Mc'd's till 3 30 in the moring. It was fun. Last night Darcy and I rented Sylvia and it actually was quite beautiful, the colors were so intense and the style of filming was really uniqe. Today we went to Wolfville and I spent too much money but it was well deserved. I bought Plath's journal entries and TEd Hughes' Birthday Letters from a second hand book store which I am all too excited about since I've been looking for Birthday Letters for quite some time now. I also got Kanye West's cd and stuffed my face at lunch time with this chicken thingy. That's right, I STUFFED MY FACE. Now I know that I just do that in public, don't worry, i'm totally weight conscious, I came home and ate 2 and a half rice cakes. Then, I felt so guilty that I exercised until my heart beated out of my chest, then I passed out. Oh, so today! I petted goats, drove through a cemetary and ate a big ice cream. What a good day off.
Lately there have been a lot of things that have made me boyfriend envious, like Darcy saying my car smelled like boy, being at a cottage, shaving my legs (for nothing), and finally being a blond.
I have to work for the next four days, BUT Outback Jack is on Tuesday which will remedy some of the work related stress.
Right now Allison is trying to make me move to Vancouver.
Uppers:
-Working with Krista is fun
-My dad walked the railing of own balcony like a fool and almost died today (but didn't)
-Outback Jack in 3 days
-New books and music
Downers:
-nothing has changed
-A sore pimple
-Weather that is the shits
-Working for the next four days
-My teeth hurt
-Paying off my VISA
Blond Bulemic Moron: "Ohhh, let me have my special; the tall mocha. Oh, I also need another one for Farley"
Me: "Ohhh, that Canadian Idol guy?"
Charity: "Who the fuck is Farley?"
Me: "The Canadian Randy Jackson"
Charity: "oh, ok.."
Blond Bulemic Moron: "Yea, did I mention that i'm a filmographer? Yea, I make films. I'm doing the Gary Beals video, he's so spiritual, it's so beautiful. Anyways, Farley Flex is here and HE'S getting a MOCHA TOO! Did I mention I just had a baby? Well I did. My husband left me too. After he tried to strangle me that is"
So at this point Charity, Alisha and I are just looking at her like she had an ass for a face, she looks back like she senses our discomfort:
"Well you can always read about it in FRANK magazine, i'm in there. You know, since my husband tried to strangle me. I'm a filmographer too, did I mention that?"
Psycho....
The last few days have been sort of depressing and I think it has been largly influenced by the movies i've beeen watching. The other night Adam had a party of sorts but I was too tired to go so Allison and I ended up watching Broke Down Palace and eating Mc'd's till 3 30 in the moring. It was fun. Last night Darcy and I rented Sylvia and it actually was quite beautiful, the colors were so intense and the style of filming was really uniqe. Today we went to Wolfville and I spent too much money but it was well deserved. I bought Plath's journal entries and TEd Hughes' Birthday Letters from a second hand book store which I am all too excited about since I've been looking for Birthday Letters for quite some time now. I also got Kanye West's cd and stuffed my face at lunch time with this chicken thingy. That's right, I STUFFED MY FACE. Now I know that I just do that in public, don't worry, i'm totally weight conscious, I came home and ate 2 and a half rice cakes. Then, I felt so guilty that I exercised until my heart beated out of my chest, then I passed out. Oh, so today! I petted goats, drove through a cemetary and ate a big ice cream. What a good day off.
Lately there have been a lot of things that have made me boyfriend envious, like Darcy saying my car smelled like boy, being at a cottage, shaving my legs (for nothing), and finally being a blond.
I have to work for the next four days, BUT Outback Jack is on Tuesday which will remedy some of the work related stress.
Right now Allison is trying to make me move to Vancouver.
Uppers:
-Working with Krista is fun
-My dad walked the railing of own balcony like a fool and almost died today (but didn't)
-Outback Jack in 3 days
-New books and music
Downers:
-nothing has changed
-A sore pimple
-Weather that is the shits
-Working for the next four days
-My teeth hurt
-Paying off my VISA
1 Comments:
At 10:00 PM,
Anonymous said…
ok, enough of this whining. you met a celebrity. gary beals' new video? you should be overjoyed. we are talking about gary beals here. i bet you could have even got farley's autograph if you would just realize the scope of what is happening to you. you need to wake up and smell canadian star power.
ryan malcom
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