en bas le trou de lapin

re-mix

last night i fell while in mid scare, at horror night. Dear god i hope someone filmed it and puts it up on youtube and i then hope that some silly queens re-mix it, as well as me yelling at my “wife” and these kids for staring afterwards.

A few things i learned today...

1. Scabs are funking ugly.
2. Never ask me to write things down for you, my handwriting is shit, and my notes make no sense but sure are fun to read
3. Scooters make thrifting ten times more fun, but won’t make the lady who works there stop staring at you.
4. Scabs are so fucking ugly.
5. riding in cars scares me alot more then it really should.
6. some animals just always work, so far owls, deer, elephants, strange cats, and african animal prints, but not always together, and i’m sure there are more….bears.

Today was fun i heart me some alisa

why do i keep....

putting candy in my pockets from doctors offices, restaurants and other various place, i should have learned by now from the numerous amounts of melted chocolate not to do that anymore, thank god this time it was only a mint.

YAY

My toes isn’t broken, just strange colors.

My Homo moment of the day

I finally gave in and subscribed to Nylon, because every time i pick up a copy and read it i am satisfied with the articles, this last issue contained Zooey Deschanel (on the cover) and Jenny Lewis, which i have already purchased, and a previous issue i read had an article about Laura Marling, and i’ve seen things about the kills  and the white stripes, i would have gone for Nylon Guys, but i didn’t have a coupon for it.

OUCH!

While biking home from Tony’s today, i was hit by a car crossing a cross walk, well i think it was more of a the car is going to drive now and tapped me and knocked me unbalanced and i fell unto the hood then the other direction on to the ground. I felt more shaken and embarrassed then anything. Right after it happened i got right up pick up my bike the girl asked if i was alright, i check myself, and then the first thing i said is ” i think is there any scraps on my face” she responded with “no” so i just said ” well then i am alright” and then checked my bike. I refused the ride she offered, not sure why, i think i just didn’t know where she’d put my bike. and at the time i couldn’t think straighten enough to get any info, i just wanted to make sure my bike was ok, my face had no damage, and my new fedora wasn’t busted. It wasn’t until i got to the BP down the road that i realized my toe hurts is big and the nail is a wee bit black, and my leg has scraps and is bleeding. i had fallen on my chin thankfully it only hurts a little.

What and exciting day it was in my first accident/incident/spill on my bike granted i was kind of hit, and then had to bike the rest of the way home, but all in all it is a tiny bit exciting, minus the small amount of pain in my toe. I’ll just view it as the day i became a man…haha

Current Goal

find a cheap good quality ukulele, or perhaps banjo, or guitar, or mandolin. and that’s the order of how much i like them, i really want to learn to play a string insturment so i can start a folk band. i need to go thrifing soon so i can start the search, and if i comes down to it i’ll check e-bay. but i may hold out till christmas.

Party Traumatic

one of my best birthdays, even though no one really showed up to my party. the people who did show up we had some good times, all five of us. and i successful baked a vegan cake. My nineteenth birthday could have gone down with a bigger bang but i kind of enjoyed my closest friends making my laugh my ass off till i’m rolling on the floor snorting, dancing to refer madness and singing to tori while casting it out in my head, running around the neighborhood being freaks, and stuffing my face. i’m guessing all this tired me out a great deal cause i’m told i was punched in the face while i was sleeping but didn’t even wake up. either i’m a heavy sleepy or tony accidentally hits like a pansy.