hello dear kiddies.
this is my first blogging experience.
shit, i bet everyone writes that. well, i am everyone...i am part of the great collective "we"
"we" who blog i suppose. for today at least.
what to tell you. i could lie. i am 5'11'', 115lbs and dress EXCLUSIVELY in prada.
ha ha.
not a chance kids!
no one gets paid to do what i do. well, they do at some point but not at the point i'm at. hence, no prada. just some old clothes i've been wearing since grade nine.
i am currently educating louise in the wonders of indie and punk rock. she needs it, lemme tell ya, michael bolton has been touching her inappropriately but gently for years and she needs a good hard punk rock fuck. everyone does once in a while. we started slowly lubing up with some indie rock but we've gone way past that, not quite as far as i've gone but i'm kind of a whore. she'll come around. they all do (louise guffaws in the background and sings some babs just to prove she hasn't been pulled completely to the dark side).
she did say no to social distortion and i kind of want to kill her for that. but i won't because she'd eat me if i tried. you think i'm kidding but i've seen her eat indian buffet, the tofu cried when it saw her coming...
so, i am obsessed with ellipses and i refuse to capitalize. i do sometimes because i forget and there was i time i was seduced by grammar but now i am loath to privlidge any one letter above the others.
hmmm. my room is messy, i suffer from insomnia on occasion and i have seen fight club close to 50 times and can almost recite it.
right now i am listening to metric and you should too.
good night
xo alice.
p.s. it's rude to fart without calling "safety" first. everything i need to know i learnt in grade 7.
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"there is no beautifier of complexion or form or behaviour like the wish to scatter joy and not pain around us" -ralph waldo emerson
About Me
who?
- a textured self
- forget the superego i'm the super it
- four thousand feet and still falling
- half-doubting thomas
- i have a crush on you
- i masturbate and you should too
- invincible summer
- julia's radio
- lost socks need love too
- love and other indoor sports
- on the corner
- pseudo psyence
- spoonman
- the acoustic prophet
- the radio dial
- waving at satellites
3 comments:
whoops. i erased this comment by accident and don't know how to get it back.
louise said that the "fifteen feet of pure white snow" was a reference to cocaine.
Welcome to 'blogdom' it's a fun land of openess, too much though and random comments.
I like it :)
PS, I lived in Calgary for three years, I got the '15 ft of pure white snow' and thought only of the cold wet white stuff that haunts Alberta through and through
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