Dumpster-Chic (and/or Shiek).

I like the Olsen Twins. I capitalized both "Olsen" and "Twins" to augment the importance in their title. Kind of like "Catholic" or "India." I like that they are Cocaine-abusing, anorexic, washed- up child stars.

Last night was Monte's.
My favorite part of the night was when Jess wore a bird mask and when they played sandstorm (which was very abruptly and rudely interrupted by that techno remix of "I Can't Get no Satisfaction"). I also liked that Mom-ish type who danced all up ons that Stitches type. That was awesome. It creeped me out a little though.

Right now I kind of want to make supper but I don't think it's going to happen since the only things to eat in this house are:
-pasta with or without mouldy sauce
-spices
-2 egg rolls
-bread (without peanut buter)
-chicken strips
-freezerburnt ice cream
-veggie burgers
-my limbs

We NEED groceries!

I also haven't gotten an Eastlink bill in two months. I'm thinking my phone/internet could be cut off at any point. This is kind of unsettling to me. I wear Nicole's moccasins and scarf a lot.