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I got into Concordia's Writing Program! Holy shit. They actually like my portfolio. Wowee ( Read more... ) -
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Uhh, I feel so shit about this, Im writing my resignation letter and currently it's like a morbid game of fill in the blank. My _________ is dying of______ and I need to spend my days at the _______ Hospital which is too far for my commute to work ( Read more... ) -
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I'm living Final Destination lately. Last night I took Joanna to Soho. We figured sleazy strip clubs were in order as she's never been in one. After various sketchy soho experiences, we paid £10 to get into a supposed strip club. "You just need to buy one drink," says the doorgirl. We got in and went down a dark stairway to find an empty basement, ( Read more... ) -
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I need to actually update as everytime I do it's to make people pity me and send me shit, or it's about something no one wants to know. Then when people ask what I'm up to I can't be bothered to tell more than one person.
So here goes: a real update.
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Everyone see "Perfume: Story of a Murderer," aka the book Das Parfum when it comes out in Canada. Saw it in France (I promise it itsn't french) and it was really wow. Beautiful AND creepy and disturbing. GO!
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Fuck, I did this whole entry and the computer froze. Fuck the world.
Okay, here's the deal. I SCANNED PICTURES. They don't go well without the story, and the story is better with pictures. So, Im putting an old entry up but plus pics this time. and according to my camera, it's 1994. But pretend it's Oct. 30th. '04, that is.
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