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if you're going to do anything with your life

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be unique

be original

think for yourself

just like these people reacting to Conan O'Brien



... or not.

 

If there's one thing I don't like showing

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it's my feet.

I don't like my feet, I don't like anyone's feet, I basically don't like feet in general.


but I did something to my left foot while out Halloween partying


and I don't think it's broken but it sure is effed up



and as a result Tyrone told me


that since I should rest my effed up foot


(and we were both tired)


he would order me some Chinese food that we could eat in our underwear while watching Pitch Black


and while that was great


it would have been much better if it had been delivered by Conan O'Brien



I've gotta move to New York.


 

Justin Trudeau

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true story.

 

Mo Money, Mo Mustaches!

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It's that time again, boys and girls!


This year in memory of Jack Layton I've started up a Mo Team The Trustaches (fitting, eh?) to help raise money to help fight prostate cancer! You can support my team by donating here, or even better, joining our team and growing your own MO and collecting donations with us!

Obviously since I can't grow a MO on my face, this is what I'll be rocking all month:



it's going to be filled in, little by little.

Let's do this, people. Get your shit together and donate.

For Jack.


 

FaceBook and you: a guide to shutting the eff up

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This is Halloween, this is Halloween

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unfortunately I'm looking at a 12hr day between work and class this evening so I won't get to enjoy any IRL Halloween spirit, so I'm turn to The Internet to soothe my spooky woes.

I'm not sure what's happening here...

sad that I missed a great costume opportunity



 

I think I love this?



 

there's also a whackload more Halloween-themed stuff and other awesome on my Tumblr.

I'm still recuperating from Saturday. I went as Amy Winehouse and Tyrone went out as Kurt Cobain and together we were The 27 Club (or Forever 27, depending on who you ask).

People came over, snacks and drinks were had, and I didn't take a single picture because I was too busy hostessing. Boo. Shawna did though and once those surface I'll do a big photodump here & share our Halloween shenanigans.

Until then this is all the evidence you get:



I should get a tit tattoo.
 

I have a face made for the radio

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but not the voice to match.

I don't enunciate enough, sometimes I talk too loudly, the only impression I can do is a Kennedy Accent and I can't even do that very well.

I'm from the middle of the prairies so I my voice is boring, lifeless and without dramatic quality.

unless I'm yelling at you.

reading aloud is the worst. I could be reading Shakespeare or F. Scott Fitzgerald or The Declaration of Independence and it would still put you to sleep.

but if you skip to 1:56 in this video you can hear Sir Ian McKellen reading some really boring stuff in a really interesting way. way better than I ever could.

which is just one more thing that he can do better than I can.



 

Hey Alyson, how come you haven't blogged today?

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Happy Halloween (weekend)!
 

play it cool

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some Simpsons advice for you kids this Halloween weekend

knock 'em dead!

 

parents called me and said

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I had to go through Grandma's apartment
and see if there was anything I wanted.
anything I 'wanted'?

I struggled with this.

I think about her as the wrinkles in her face
the wave of her perm
her long nails
the way she held a tissue.

I want to remember those things.

that's what I want.

she isn't even dead
just
moved away
and I'll never see her again.

it kills me.

it destroys me.

I've trying to deal
I have to
what's done is done.

so
we went
and I saw a recipe box
and
printed in her neat writing
at the top of a recipe she'd written
'this would make a good meatloaf!'

it's funny
the sort of thing
that makes you break down

and cry.

I miss her so much
it's like a black hole in my heart
eating me from the inside out
I feel empty.

I miss her.
 

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