my mother fell down the stairs last night ( Read more... )

yesterday, at the cue to cue, was the first time i saw them all together ( Read more... )

today on sherbrooke and cavendish, while hemingway fell apart in my hands, i learned to make new faces ( Read more... )

decision made at 3am by five very drunk people:

we need to have a cross dressing detective noir party where all the boys are femme fatales and all the girls are hard boiled detectives with fedoras and feathers and clipped dialouge and lots of bourbon.

and pictures and pictures and dancing.
and broken heels and glitter and all that.

now i go make

kj and i just burnt some boats with molly, who randomly lives with her and who was my first guest many years ago inb this apprtment and to whom i was her first 'montrealer ( Read more... )

i'm so tired ( Read more... )

jim lies in the hospital ( Read more... )

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goodness graciousness it's freakin frustrating to come home after working/classing from 9am to 11pm and find the house a horrible mess and darryl and one of his friends smoking stinky cigarettes
and know taht he hasn't writtena word
or gotten his loan
or done anything.

ALL DAY.

tell me why it's fun to do this again.

something is really starting to confuse me. I wanted to write here about mexico and the water and the reef and dancing at the city of all nations and meeting all the crazy boys from vancouver and being lifted into the air in the middle of five thousand people and the acrobats and fireaters and the itallian on the sand dancefloor and too many ( Read more... )