Tag: photo

jan and chuck videocalled and i just spent the last half hour or so watching them get high and being jealous.

i took some notes on what they were doing.

– jan’s eating chicken
– chuck’s smoking up
– jan’s smoking up
– they’re laughing a lot
– they’re narrating what’s happening on tv because they have no audio track because they’re using the speakers for music
– they’ve turned the laptop so i can watch tv with them
– jan is singing a song about his chin as he exposes the underneath of it to the camera

i kind of want to be back in montreal now, but i guess i can wait until saturday.

February 23, 2012

photo, pickcha, picture
grabbed some margaritas and chicken wings at the VIP with the madre today after dropping by the bank and walking around the AGO.

accomplishments were minimal. all i did was get one of my bank cards back. i still have to sort out my credit line and get the rest of my cards.

ugh.

February 23, 2012

me, photo, pickcha, picture
wacky wednesday haircut, yay!

February 16, 2012

me, photo, pickcha, picture, studio mw, wacky wednesday
happy valentine’s day!

from me and laura, while on a bus to kingston.

February 15, 2012

me, photo, pickcha, picture
jasper takes photos of me sleeping sometimes.

February 13, 2012

me, photo, pickcha, picture
“studying” in jasper’s room,

wearing jan’s hat

and being a g

(teehee).

February 13, 2012

me, photo, pickcha, picture
isn’t it funny

how my body tells me to do something

and then i just follow its instinct.

where did the idea of ignoring someone for three months even come from?

i guess i’m back to square one.

i always write these stupid posts when i’m drunk,

but when i wake up the next morning, i remember all the sentiments behind them,

and maybe i’ll just happen to follow through.

goodnight.

February 12, 2012

photo, pickcha, picture
the sleeping beauty

who shouldn’t be asleep.

February 8, 2012

photo, pickcha, picture
jasper and i

stay awake in my room

until sunrise

every night

reading and writing

and going insane.

February 8, 2012

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there was a ticket debacle today that played on my nerves.

everyone was so easy to put on their condescending tones and laugh at my questions when i was just trying to figure things out.

i was just trying to see which information was relevant – pick out what i had to know to make sure nothing was wrong.

and they kept saying things like ‘THESE ARE THE TICKET NUMBERS. LOOK AT THE TICKET NUMBERS,’ when i knew what to do from the start.

just count. count everything. know how many tickets you started with. count how many tickets you sold. count how many tickets you have left. make sure everything adds up.

i don’t give a shit about ticket numbers.

everybody’s so busy taking molehills and making mountains that i just don’t want to climb.

when people look at me, can they really only see carelessness and stupidity?

when people are dealing with me, i think they should remember who they’re talking to.

and maybe stop trying to blame me for everything,

stop throwing me into the fire

and stop filling the air with hollow threats i don’t pay any attention to.

why is everyone so ready to believe i’ve done something wrong?

why is everyone just waiting for me to mess up?

they’re all poised to point and laugh.

sometimes i hate council.

i know none of them think i should be president.

but i also know i deserve everything i have.

February 7, 2012

me, musing, photo, picture, rahnt, rant
i like to think i may have been a geisha in a past life –

so elegant and graceful,

trapped in a tiny world of women;

a secret world of beauty.

February 5, 2012

geisha, hatsumomo, photo, pickcha, picture
i get it, i get it.

everybody likes me, but nobody respects me.

i guess nobody realizes that playing dumb is just my way of coping with the fact that i just don’t like a lot of people.

February 4, 2012

photo, pickcha, picture
right now

i am sitting all alone in my room

with butterscotch pudding and burning incense

and i am the happiest man.

February 3, 2012

me, photo, pickcha, picture
jasper took me on her flying carpet and together we touched the sky.

i’m still there, free-floating.

i’m watching videos that make me giggle and eating nacho flavoured doritos.

i’m supposed to be at class or working on an essay on the moral implications of abortion or something, but i’ll save that for the post-midnight hours.

for now i am going to lie here and laugh

and think about how if i had all the money i could ever want, i wouldn’t waste my time in school.

i’d be travelling everywhere, all the time, never spending more than one week in one place. i would carry only a few things with me – including a camera, a journal and a pen – and i would document everything.

i would experience everything the world has to offer.

i would let the people who want to change lives do so.

i just want to live mine.

January 31, 2012

me, photo, pickcha, picture
the captured essence of my relationship with any of my ‘boyfriends.’

January 30, 2012

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