it's all very vaginal lately

yesterday was a metal health day! i needed it. my heart felt all broken and smushy and sucky!

i hadn't really intended on even getting out of bed much less venturing out into the sunshiney day on the edmonton streets.

well, my sister:



(rachel)who is fantastic, happened to have the day off. she woke me up made me get up and go out. so i went out. we went out.

we had an afternoon of consumption therapy. first we went for sushi. i ate some spicy tuna and salmon maki as well as some miso soup. i love miso soup. it feels like a little japanese lady is wrapping me up in a warm blanket and making me feel all warm and good inside. the best part of the sushi is that my sister, in an act of pity for my ickiness, bought me lunch! yeah for sadness, it'll get you all kinds of raw fish goodness.

after sushi we went shopping along the illustious (and often scary) whyte avenue. for those of you not from edmonton, whyte ave is where the cool kids hang out. sometimes i go there too.
so, on our little trek around the land of cool we made a stop at my favourite place to shop: blackbyrd myoosik! it makes me soooo happy. i went in there to buy a cd for my friend's birthday (stephen malkmus) but came out with a cache of goodies for yours truly. i am now in the giddy posession of some more xiu xiu, patrick wolf, and some les savy fav. good goddamn am i ever a hipster! it's hard to go into blackbyrd without spending a shitload of money. those kids could sell a hooker in a vagina store*. plus the guy there gave me 10%off...and expressed approval at the choices i was making as far as my musical entertainment goes...ah sweet validation!

after dropping some cash at the record store i hit the bookstore and the shoe store. got the cutest shoes ever. kitten-heels-pointy-toe-minimal-toe-clevage-girly goodness!! more money spent and then spontaneity kicked in.

now, for those of you who don't know me very well i am a bit of a masochist (emotionally and physically) and must admit a serious addiction to the vagina exploding capabilities of tattooing and piercing...now, one can't really get a tattoo spontaneously, and i wouldn't because well it's permanent...so, in a fit of desire and pain i decide that i need some pain so my sis and i hit strange city body modification experience and i decide to get my conch pierced by a very sexy boy:



the thing about the whole conch piercing by said gentlemen (ruven) is that he uses a biopsy punch to pierce cartiledge with. essentially it's a hole punch and something is actually removed. the result?




i like it! it hurts to sleep on (obviously) but it looks good so i can deal with it for a week or so.

after the piercing, shopping adventure i went home slept, masturbated...the usual and then met up with nigel and tara and we (plus kirsten and georgina) went to sugarbowl for a glass of wine and some food. afterwards nigel and i went back with tara and hung out at her place with her and her roomate garrett for a while.

nigel is the raddest kid ever, for real. he always make me smile and feel better. shit, he even danced for me and my new shoes on the street!

michelle, consumer whore.







*a friend of mine just said this to me over the phone. so credit where credit is due-thanks jeff g.