OMG!!!!!

how dare you have another blog! that has a schwack load of web comics! i already waste all my time doing abso-fucking-lutly nothing!!!!!

I BLAME YOOOOOUUUU!!!!!

<3<3 thought i ought to say it.

(you know who you are!) *glare*

parkparties are so much fun.....NOT!

yea i went to my b day party for my friend. upon arrival to the park my group was informed of the arrival of the police, so we all left and marched 12 blocks to another park. it was well lit so i got to sit down and see who was about. I'm to old for park parties. there all great fun when your 15 or 16 and cant really go anywhere else so your spare chance to find a party where someone can boot for you is golden.
but im old enough to go to the bar. which i so much prefer. no drunk young boys stumbling around. and its just so evident whos severly fucked up on drugs under park lighting. im not in disagreeance with drugs, go for it. really. the littler ones just get sooooo rediculously fucked up. it just makes me shake my head a little.
all in all i gave up, sat in the park, talked some smack with my friends, had two whole beers, watched really drunk girls trying to tripod around (three leaning on each-other the stand straight), and promptly gave up and was home by 11:30. I'm a boring ass hermit. here is an example of the style of shenanigans i witnessed. this is a random internet picture...but the idea. its the same.
it doesn't help that Ive come to just severely dislike a huge amount of my friends. i haven't really heard from anyone since moving out of my own place. all month. not a word. i feel its because i don't have the desirable crash pad with indoor pot smoking allowed.

and a lot of them have changed. a lot. they are just different. and i feel like there straight up douchier. i love them. but i don't know right now.

i really love all of the boy's circle of friends. there all just to sweet. just wanna have fun. no one being greedy. all sharing and shit. just generally a really nice bunch to hang out with. i luff them <3. sigh. life's mean like that.

still waiting on deposits, still no phone. ugh.

i'm hungry...i think ill eat ice-cream for breakfast...or toast. lol

<3<3<3 happy noon.

when the strippers get flaky...you wait them out! woot woot

alright, so Ive got this dancer, and i made her some under-pieces. she put down a $50.00 deposit on it and i made them and she owes me another 50 bucks, then she can have her shit. but then i just cant get a hold of her, and when i do shes working in maple ridge (this is after like 5 days of calling BTW) so i say, fuck it. ill wait! so i call her today because i have a birthday party to attend and that fiddy bucks would be nice. and she answers! and is working in Vancouver. phew. my money. thank goodness. ill roll down there for like 4 or 5ish i guess. pack a bag of my ready made stuff that she will just have to fall in love with. see if i can sell any of it, and proceed to my b day partay.

this is how i feel about miss clown costume right now to(whom i love for her costume ideas that aren't a school girl!!!) (THANK-YOU!). she was supposed to meet me today to pay for a finished costume AND put down a deposit for a new costume. but turns outs shes working in alder-grove all week so i have to wait. darn darn darn. oh well not a huge deal i guess i just wish i had know before hand. I'm used to it.

i ended up moving back into tarp-land because my job doing this isn't even %20 reliable, probably not even 15.....

my one girl from out of Canada called me last night though! super cool. i have some stuff i have to make her once she throws down a deposit (which i am promptly using to pay my gosh darn cellular bill). shes from Australia! so at midnight here its like 5pm tomorrow there! threw me for such a loop! lol.

anywhoo, i do suppose i ought to have a shower, i forgot about the b day party today and was going to make like a bazillion jammers (two piece bikinis for floor-time and lap-dancing at clubs) to send with my sister to Edmonton, but i guess now ill do it all of my hungover day tomorrow? it'll work.

my sister will be her Sunday around dinnertime, so ill just work really hard till then?

hokai. ill talk to you later random person whom i probably will never meet.

please feel free to fall in love with me through my blog. id be flattered. we can start a weird cute relationship and not meet for 6 years.


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$500.00....to share you LIVINGROOM!!!!! really!!!!!"?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

alright, i have become so severely fed up with the fair city of Vancouver today. i want to move forth from tarp-land without getting a real proper full time may as well shoot myself now job. i want to do it with the meager income my costumes give me. but nooooooooooo its like $500.00 to share your "spacious" downtown apartments LIVING-ROOM with some other person??? FOR REAL!!!!!!!! for no amount of money are you ever going to find a downtown apartment that qualifies as "spacious" let alone when you ram two extra people in there. Ive seen those apartments. you aint fooling no body. and on the other hand, shall i choose to live by myself id just end up shelling out 700.00 to get a bachelor suite. ONE ROOM! let alone if i want to bring my cat!!!! heaven forbid people in this city should love and wish to share there lives with animals. cuz if you do, you on the fucking streets my friend.

its just so outrageous.

your basement isn't worth that much, with your half kitchen (but willing to throw in a toaster oven) and your coin laundry near by. i know you have a washer up there sir. you can afford one because ill be paying your mortgage. and if i want to live with someone like god damned sardines it will be like $1000.00? for the same space? seriously? i hate you all.

this just cements the pipe-dream Ive grabbed onto lately of moving to Montreal with molly (my dear and sweet crafty friend who also sews) and her boyfriend can tag along to. i don't know about my boyfriend. hes already been planning to go. but with me? who knows. we shall see. I'm to much a pansy to ask him to move with me at this point.

ill need to save hella scrilla$$$. after this summer(must go to shambles! <3 <3 <3 ) ill get a for-real awful job for the fall and winter...maybe spring. save a schwack load and take off.

i spent like 2 hours on the Montreal Craigslist. apartments are cheaper. and i only came across 2 against pets. almost all of them were down with the feline.

it made me so furious with Vancouver and the way landlords expect people working minimum wage to pay out the ass for a craptastic little basement, after they've given up there cat for adoption to some stranger. brutal. absolutely brutal.

there are plenty of strip-clubs in Montreal. ill go dig up some business there. Montreal is famous for strip-clubs. or so i've heard.

I'm doing it. screw you Vancouver. i love you so much. but your breaking my heart!!!!

i hate the early morning. and i hate leaving tarpland.

im staring at my tights on the computer desk in front of me. i dont want to go out today. but i have to i guess. i have to go to dressew and i have to be at the house i lived at before i moved back in by three to take apart a shelf i still have there. lame lame and lame. why cant i just hermit?

oh well. may as well do it. blogging will be bad for me. i ought to be getting ready frantically.

i still need to sew up the many holes in my tights because the hole in the toe makes it slip upwards off my foot which is mildly uncomfortable. and i have to do my hair kinda...or not...maybe just a brush...

perhaps another thing.

my sister has decided to go back to dancing in Edmonton, so she is stopping over in Vancouver for a night on her way there, but we cant tell my parents so we are both sleeping at the boys house. it'll be funny. were gonna play with her and make her thing we have this awful weird relationship.

i also think ill send a whole schwack load of stuff with her to try and make her sell. hopefully she does, my phone was cut off yesterday and i have to pay a $175.00 bill to get it back on. F M L .

oh well, today's a good day. im just a whiner! <3<3<3

this is the tattoo i want to get, i don't know i its original at all, but i don't care. i drew it, therefore it is mine. its a whole back piece...so far i have the top button on my neck, but there's three of them. but that's irrelevant. last night i got really bored and started playing with my fabric markers and drew it on some pink jersey knit, its pretty cute. but i don't know were to put it...so its on my cork board. with my poor lonely bob Marley spray paint patch. they can be friends.

this ones for you lisa,

please forgive my spelling, I'm excitable when i type.....

i have made this here blog to copy and be as cool as my friend Lisa (i know your reading this!)

but now i just don't know what the hell i ought to write about.

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ok, i am a "seamstress extraordinaire" living in a place called tarpland in my parents basement. i love to sew. sewing loves to fuck me around. i design and sew costumes for strippers. yup. thats what i do for a living. its a good time although pretty stressful and obviously not thaaaaat successful as i have moved into my parents basement. tee hee. oh well. i am a happy girl, i love all, i love trees and flowers and glitter and shiny and ruffle and bling blah blah blah blah blahhhhhhhhhhh

this blog will help i think, as i cannot sew after nine in my parents house and have nothing to do with my nightowl self.

i just finished a clown costume today, i do believe i will post you a picture if youd like? ill find it later...maybe tomorrow.

ill write more later on i do believe. this is nice. you were right lisa. <3<3<3

OHHHHH there's a spell check! hallelujah!