Happy Birthday April Stevens.

MMMMmmmmmmyeahh, Of Montreal was so gosh darned sexual, I mean, Kevin came out in a wedding gown and married us for goodness sake. Now, i haven't seen too many concerts, but oh my my, when Dottie busted out The Final Countdown... Best yet (and she's quite the looker to boot). The opening band was interesting, fun though, four little ladies ( Read more... )

Fuck this shit. I was having a god damn tip-top week when this big pile of whatsit hits me. It's always been there but I never really inhaled before today. Fucking hell, I guess things just needed to balance out, but i never thought i was having a good enough time to have to deal with this cripe. But that's just it, i don't want to deal with any of ( Read more... )

Holy shit, Blue Roh-day-oohh, Greg, Jim, Thunder Thumbs Bazil's unborn child. Fucking sweet, what a night, ghetto-blasting downtown scenesters with freaky 80's beats. I can't properly describe the coolness, it would take a true literary master to fully capture the essence in a text and do it justice, so i won't. Right on, Anna. Right on ( Read more... )

If there's anyone in the Unionville area that is going to Mellissa Cash's new years party on the 31st of December, I would very much appreciate a ride. This mostly pertains to a one "Andrew Spisak" or "Spiisee" or "Bread-run" or "Bunkman Obvioouslee", but anyone else who would be kind enough to ablige, please post ze informationne neccessaire as ( Read more... )

What an excellent weekend. Friday night with my favourite people (((sans Alec) cause Al's a bitch) nah man, i love you), amazing play down at the bobbit, awesome presents, all thanks to Nick, Anna, and Toby. Saturday night, after a ridiculous amount of time and energy spent on trying to get to Erin's "cast party", much love goes to my nigga wit da ( Read more... )

It's finally time for my single sentence lj post frought with generic adolescent woe:

Ahem, I fuckin' hate Christmas.

look out part-time job world, your about to get a faceful of TY. That's right, i just dropped off resumes at dvd wave, eb games, and TALKING BOOK WORLD, a world far superior to ours. Other than that, ive not much else to say, 'cept me and Darian's beat poetry will KICK ANTI-HIPSTER ASS, or just make fun of beat poetry? no, it's way too cool. ( Read more... )

Guess who's computer has the internet. Mine does! Finally. Woooh. Well yes i'll be getting back into the swing of things. Besides that i've had a lovely week off, due to my wonderful nasal surgery. What a bitch that is, i better breathe like fishnet stockings after they take those stints out. To clarify, my septum has been twisted for quite some ( Read more... )

Well, i almost forgot about this frequent posting thing that all you hep-cats do, but i figured this was a tad important, im just letting you all know that between june 26 all the way to august 7th, i will be incommunicato, what with my summer job: being a production assistant in gravenhurst for a theatrical production! yipee! it's gonna be hell, ( Read more... )