seriously, why do i have to be living somewhere that doesn't get new movies until like, 2 months after they come out? are we not living in a global community? are we not all connected? why do i have to wait for this???!
and p.s., whoever made the final call on the title - you RULE.
this whirlwind schooling experience will be over in just over 3 months.. i can't believe it. it's just whipped by. and it's funny, because it's now that i'm getting homesick - you'd think it should have happened in the fall.
but no. here it is, the first day of spring, and i'm pining away for those sweet grey days on 6th and guelph. among other things..
i love girls, girls, girls, girls girls, i do adore yo put your number on this paper cause i would love to date ya holla at ya when I come off tour, yea
this is one of the coolest things about living in vancouver. collaborative practice through trial and error over the past few years has resulted in a highly imaginative, exciting assembly of affordable (!) art available to a public that may not have had access to it otherwise.
the first time i went to this, i was totally blown away. the venue, in gastown is just the perfect space to showcase this kind of collection. if you haven't, you need to check the cheaper show! only a couple of months away..
looking back, it's fair to say that i've consumed a fair amount of booze in the process of getting to where i'm at now. luckily, i've become well-versed in the art of navigating a hangover. sometimes it pays to be old balls, newbies.
i don't know if the handful of dudes that read this blog are going to be turned off by my self-indulgence in posting even more girly shit, but meh.. i'm willing to take a gamble on it.
i bloody well love the runaways, and have spent many an hour lip-synching this song in the mirror and pretending to be cherie currie. the bitch is BAD. she be reppin' undies as outerwear lightyears ahead of lady gaga, et al. real talk.
oh, there are so so so many types of bitches. big ones, small ones, short ones, tall ones.. ones that cheat off of you in tests, ones that steal your man.. it's kind of epic, really. but personally, i just like the layout of this list. holler!
obvs, gracie kills amber in this head to head. she's too much to compete with, for reals. every other version could only be a tribute - never comparable. real talk.
and just for shits, middlin' homeboy wiz khalifa implores us to, 'burn after rolling'. my interest is officially piqued.