day of shame in light yellow dress.

Before I went out today, I hardly looked in the mirror. Big mistake.

Now, I know why the guy in the library was staring. And, those quick glances I was getting. Not the nice kind, you know. It was the kind that says “er.. ok.”

Black underwear under harsh flourescent lighting shows through very clearly under a light yellow dress.

And my ass looked big. Notwithstanding my face. I die.

’tis the season to be jolly.

It was a fantabulous day so it deserves to be chronicled in some detail.

After Sanah the Saintly and SuZ the Divine (this is SuZ’s idea by the way) finally joined me in liberation, we headed to the Penguin warehouse sale at Expo. We didn’t buy any penguins but we did get some books. SuZ especially couldn’t stop fawning over her haul.

Sadly, we bade goodbye to Sanah after we were done whereupon SuZ and I headed to City Hall for some serious sushi gobbling with Aaron the Spastic and Jane the Best. By the time Jane the Late arrived and in which Aaron got in a lot of bitching about how the children singing the Christmas carols sounded like they were going to explode, we were so freaking hungry that my first sushi gave me a serious.. ahem.. la petite mort. In any case, the eating was good. So good that it is all a happy orgiastic blur to me now with the echo-ey sounds of lusty laughter and the distinct memory of good fun.

With stomachs full to burst, we then proceeded to camwhore outside Esplande by the river after admiring City Hall for a brief spell. SuZ and Aaron have a serious fledgling modelling career ahead of them. The boy is cocksure of his good looks that it is admirable while SuZ just absolutely nails the Lovely Windswept Girl. We had a nice time camwhoring. Can’t say so much for myself because Aaron’s camera tortures me. Said Aaron: “Why are you not posing woman? You are spoiling my camera.”

We ended the night with some lovely aphrodisiac chocolate treats at Max Brenner.

A day and night full to burst with such laughable anecdotes.

‘Tis the season to be jolly.

Whee.

night of fun: jazz @ southbridge.

Jane:  At a certain point, you just can’t raise your CAP anymore.

SuZ: Yea. It gets harder.

PY: *smiles politely*

Jane and SuZ might look innocent combined but really, no. Not at all.

Sooooo much more, I tell you. So much more. But it’s been almost completely erased by my terrible tasting whiskey on the rocks. The shit they served tasted like synthetic liquid or something. Not very nice.

But, there was the Theo Croker guy who came to our table and chatted with us for a bit. He was really cute actually. I wonder why though. Was it the hot company I was with or something else altogether? Might be the former. Heh.

And, in case anyone needed to know: the state capital of Florida is Tallahassee.

I’d love to show you pictures but I’ve spent the last minute trying to crop the only photo I have from Jane’s blog to no avail. I really ruin photos unfortunately.

And, hello to Sasha who nodded at me! Sorry I didn’t see the nod. I’m not an obnoxious ex-intern and I did try to wave back the whole night.

Anyway, lovely company, ok alcohol and ok food. Pretty good music too if I don’t go into the specifics. To another night out!

PY is…… 2… i mean, awesome.

I think the 21st 18th year of my life was pretty ok which is a cause for tiny celebration. Whee.

Upward and onward.

thank you ladies!

this is everyday conversation.

“Did I tell you that I used paper to cover this picture of a caterpillar in my science textbook?”

“Oh my god, yes! I did the same with the baby with gonorrhea!” Sanah said in reply to SuZ.

I am just a girl in McDonald’s listening to this.

Parentalk.

As you get older, your relationship with your parents changes. They tell you stuff you don’t really wanna hear, but they also tell you stuff that is really useful. Similarly, you tell them stuff they don’t really wanna hear either. Not sure if anything is really useful though.

So today, I find myself at the basin cleaning up after finishing my dinner and my mom is telling me about matchmaking some guy with an ex-colleague:

“But this guy is very skinny you know. Not very tall either. The slender kind. Will XXXXX like or not?”

Hmm. Yes. XXXXX is quite tall and pretty voluptuous.

“That might be a problem,” I said.

Pause.

“But he might have a big dick.”

I burst out laughing as my mom asks me how I want her to kill me.

Unison – Björk

One hand, it loves the other / So much on me.

Essay Madness.

Sanah: How’s your essay?
SuZ: I’ve got a few rough paragraphs.
Sanah: Then you’ve just got to smoothen it out. (to PY) Geddit? Smooooothen. (smoothening hand action)

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Sanah: When are we leaving?
PY: When you’re gonna have sex with me.
SuZ: Then I’m never leaving.

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PY: I’m so glad I’m spending my university career with you guys.
Sanah: What career? More like joke.
PY: Ok. University joke then.

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