I need a new apartment.

Sorry guys. Things have been pretty insane.

B.T. and I had a busy X-Mas week visiting both of our fams.
Sailor a.k.a. my four legged soul mate, had some kinda of intestinal hemorrhage and had to stay in the pet hospital. It was the GROSSEST think I have ever seen, and I have seen some crazy shit (maybe I will indulge you later). Anyway, he is feeling much better and I am ever so happy.
DO NOT GIVE ME SHIT BECAUSE I LOVE MY DOG. I DON'T HAVE KIDS. THIS DOG IS MY CHILD THAT NEVER TALKS BACK. Thank you.



I was sitting on the computer last night cause I couldn't sleep and the doorbell started ringing. Hmmmm, who the fuck would be ringing my doorbell like a madman @ 4:45 a.m.?
I looked down the stairs and some old man was looking in my window asking me to talk to him. I told him that he was crazy and turned the light out. Then he opens the letterbox and starts yelling through it and ringing the buzzer non stop. I said "what do you want" and he just wanted me to come and talk so I said fuck this and got B.T. out of bed. He went to talk to the old bum and all the toothless fucker wanted is a dollar, which he is not getting. Sorry, stalking me in the middle of the night and waking up my neighbors in the process is not how one makes friends.
Seriously, I need a new apartment. I had this freak "save" Sailor the other day. And by save I mean put his hand on my dogs head and say a salvation prayer because I refused to hold his hand and chant. And this was at 8:00 a.m.

Weirdo's never ever sleep.

Yum.

Click to enlarge and learn, baby.

Goth Kids suck.

I have been overwhelmed with work and my final week of the school semester.
Sorry I have been so lame-o.

I went to a going away party this evening, which was in the bottom floor of a club. The main thing that sucked about this in order to get to the basement, you must walk through the main club, which was full of sweaty fat goth kids. I wanted to take pictures of all of the hideous things that I saw this evening but:
a. I didn't want to give you all nightmares; and
b. These chicks (wearing only thongs and corsets) were double my weight and could have taken me out in a heart beat.

Example: I was trying to order myself a Labatt and this huge guy in all leather walks up and starts grunting and humping the side of the bar. He was thrusting the bar so hard that my beer fell off and shattered.

Damn it, Dawn. I hope you know I love you.



Needless to say, I have learned more than one valuable lesson this evening.
I am considering spending the rest of the winter in hibernation.

Hottest Dress of the year.

Japanese inventions are so weird/awesome.

Fashion designer Aya Tsukioka made this bad ass dress that transforms into a vending machine.

When you see a potentional mugger/rapist late @ night, all you have to do is this:

Who knew it was that easy????

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Fun Fact: Hawaii is moving toward Japan 4 inches every year.

Observations

Since I am not in school, I have finally had time to enjoy a book that was not a school book. I recently read Chuck Klosterman's "Killing Yourself to Live". It was fun, but I could not stop looking @ his picture in the back cover. It was seriously distracting. Chuckie looks way too much like my friend Joey.

Chuckie:

Joey:

Weird, huh!?!