8/26/09

octopus puss party

my grandma on my pop's side is losing her marbles and moved into the retirement place literally next door yesterday. she's stoked on being able to count streetcars and stare at lake ontario at the same time. she still makes fun of my nose thing and doesn't understand what I do in life. during the whole process of getting her moved in and settled, i've been on a continuous "Them" binge, which as you may or may not know, is an amazing diamond album which is ridiculously suited for the occasion. yesterday was also harris' birthday and i'm really thirsty for wednesday celebrations. today is also sissel arrival day. here are some pics:

agatron and i had biddy night out last wednesday or whenever. met 8million boyfriends. eh?

afterwards, gnarballs ate my garden while a haunted christmas ghost trolloped by

p. garrow's fine work

zee essentials

went to ted's collision last night with maya. i missed that place a lot. fresh pisser coat


afterwards we went to the park with new friends and got messy. whats-his-face let me ride his bike and i almost exploded. it's really time ol' georgie got a complete overhaul.

this i'll tell you about in private.
may pudding shoot out of your ass
oh fuck i just remembered this Kas girl we met last night showed us pictures of the special effects make-up she does and i died. gooey
got home at 6.
things to do today: clean the jizz off my overalls. find a spot in the house for me to sleep while ginger tits is here. get my life on track.

8/22/09

easy reach around

dear blog life is fucking amazing eating shit and shit eating and puking and dancing with fucking douche bags and whipping pylons popping zits.



8/20/09

you live in the outer junk

skinner:

p.s. my loins literally ache for patton

8/19/09

back deck is gonna collapse cause of this party party

yesterday went to casuccio's funeral. funerals are a pissoff more than anything. the fuckass kept talking about how none of johny's good deeds will go unnoticed by the lord and how we should continue his pure intentions with the hope of joining him in heaven. fuckaff. i guarantee if johny had been there, he would have up and left 10 seconds into it then sparked a fat joint out back. plus it was a sweatfest. plus it went on for lightyears. if anyone mentions anything about god at my funeral, i'll put a hex on your babe. anyways here's some good plics from the last few days.

friday night. after ossington blackout we went to Done Right. forever beers. found myself a boulder friend then whipped pylons around with agatron out front. stillborn came by and the night was excellent till a space cadet launched himself at gnarballs who swerved and ate a bit of the sidewalk.

here's ginger twins causing havoc.

saturday morning harris and i beer bussed to hamilton where we met this awesome fella named mike who sold adam an excellent sekine for cheaps, then brought us around town and smoked us on a million joints and tuned up my bike and gave us free shit including frozen lemonade for the 6 hour bike home which was fucking SOOOOOOOOO RAAAAAAAAAAD. the adventure was seamless and fuck badass minus a bit of poison ivy and a few highway surprises.


sunday night ...monday night? robinslice gnarballs and i had beers and joints at margret's. i got really high and we talked a lot of music which is probably my favourite relax pastime.

some fucking night. monday prolly. bbq at jim-jam's and harris. had a lcbo break which turned into a beach break which turned into a really dumb photo sesh.



things to do:
replace derailler (sp??)
figure out mother of fuck thesis
design brilliant pyramid scheme
convince you to shave my bald side

p.s. party tomorrow

8/14/09

i'm high on life

yes hello here are my parents
THIS HAPPENED two nights ago outside the church on Rantsauzgade where iraqi refugees have been camping out for a while. the night of them getting the boot back to ye olde happy papps iraq, super calm protesters including many of my danske friendlies hung out on the street blocking the bus shipment of cast-outs in a violence free demo against their status. i heard many stories about police brutality while in copenhagen, but trying to wrap my head around this shit happening just down the street from julie's apartment is a fuck. it makes me sad and mad. i wish i'd been there.

on a lighter note, I had a fucking rad ass dream last night after a hootinany of a time with agatron, gnarballs and robinslice. the dream took place in this huge gymnastics/circus warehouse where julie and i were living. i'd just moved in but she'd been living there for years, so she showed me all the gym equipment and her excellent trapeze, tight rope and trampoline routines. then torey pudwill showed up and started tickling the back of my neck which was just lovely. then julie and i put on our overalls and fried up about a million eggs and had a breakfast feast. the dream sounds like shit now that i type it all out but it's the thought that counts.

p.s. sissel is coming in just over a week and nicklas is trying to do the same. JULIE GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE. rune you too except you don't read my blog so i'll teleport you an invite.




8/13/09

booty pedal

life is good. been spotting lots of friendly raccoons and possums. beach by day, dranks by night. i'm working on a drawing entitled Cornback Barnacle Lips half inspired by Red Bronson who doesn't read this blog so can go fuck himself. the next six days are straight sunshine. let's trollop to the fucking island and get fucked, no?





gnarballs showed us this last night. this is how agatron dances




i am now famous. wanna date?

8/11/09

draft autosaved at 1:14 a.m. HAPPY MONDAY MOTHER OF FUCK

SWEET MERCIFUL CHRIST IT'S GOOD TO BE BACK

HERE'S BIG BROSUF PETIE SHOWING ME HIS WATERING HOLE

HERE'S HARRIS MAGIC MAN HELPING ME WITH MY RUSTY BARNACLE HEAP

HERE'S MAYA ROCKIN A TREE AFTER OUR ROOF SESH PLUS TWLVE POINTS

HERE'S A DANCE PARTY AFTER CHUGGING VOODOO BLUEBERRY CONCENTRATE POISON

HERE'S CLAN TWO SECONDS BEFORE SERIOUS LAUGH ATTACKS.

8/5/09

bumpin uglies

since getting back last week i've either been traveling or drinking heavily until today which i've spent thinking too hard. i'm all looped and spacey. i made the mistake of reading all of my cock n' hotdog journal entries too soon and now i'm having a mash panic attack. plus i'm still riding a mushroom comedown. most certainly do not have specifics to complain about considering life is planned out right for the next year at least, but going from one kind of home-sick to another really pulls on my heart strings. the idea of hanging round my family for the next few days isn't settling either. on the off month when i have a couple bum days, being around my parents makes it worse. ottawa is so fucking humid.

on the bright side, this made me crap my pants just now:

8/4/09

titty barber

camping at blueskies. go







8 trillion jams
good jam etiquette

nelson, cack, red

mums



vag melon

breakz

upstairs

leg covet

no f sharp



red's condom

case's tent vs. my tent


stash check



nelson

cack

jitters

jitters whipping shit out of his tent





excellent fucking weekend.