A good link.

HI-larious joke for you - my nose is running hard then Obabma did for office.

a K mudry original. thank you.

also, this blog is amazing and from the greatest girl - miss MOlly Swain ladies and gentlemen!! She is in NZ. I am jealous. My blog is pale in comparision to hers. Seriously, she is getting tanned, I am getting snowed on. I am very, very pale and she is very, very NZ.

To Do list:

Get Married


Have Kids


Thats about it right now. Too much? Not enough? I should probably add something practical to this list.....

Blow my nose
Clean the Sink
Finish season 2 of Curb your enthusiasm.

Ok. Big day. Watch for a Save the Date.

5 truthful things about yours truly.

1. I rarely eat eggs because they are chicken menstruation and that is gross.
2. I love egg salad sandwiches. Especially without the gluten and thus just the salad bit.
3. I shower only 2 times per week
4. My average Weight Watchers count is 7 points
5. Ruffles Sour Cream and Onion chips remind me of junior high.

I have been wanting to write a highly academic blog about toast but have yet to get arond to it. I also want to blog about: HumpbackwhalesTorontomusicKarenoNailpolishFreecheese.

Get excited for that shit.

Blog Time

Ok, so, my fans are harping on me and I caved to the pressure. Here it is, a new blog. Doesn't mean it's good or sober or entertaining but now you can STFU (translated, please be quite for a while. My audience is PG.)

I've been reading Microserfs by Douglas Coupland recently (thanks Maggie!). Also, drank 3/4 of a 40 tonight with my girls Mcballs and MK (Maggie Koabel. Far better then MK Olsen, in case you're wondering) and so with the combination of the two, I present a list, or collection, ensemble, potpourri, group, blah blah blahblahblah of my thoughts.

Vodka. YES! Should have done it. Condoms. Work Hard. Oh Balls. MONEY MONEY MONEY. Donald Trump (money). I want to be a millionaire. You Know. I got your (insert NZ accent) Message. Gingivitis. Pap test. Oops. Ow. Good times. Good thing. Maybe later, maybe never. Not never, for real. Real life. Ocean. Ocean Ocean Ocean Tomatoes. Sappy. Mad Love. This is happening. Weekend of, for real. I'll pay. I Love you. Don't worry about it. Seriously, just don't worry about it, it'll all be good. The most. Kick, push Kick push (x2.5) coast. COAST.


Eat a Dick.

Coffee Time

Second Cup actually.

Today I asked a "guest" if they "wanted anything else this morning". He replied, the 2 hours it took me to get here. Sorry man, I can't brew that on my Barista 98 but I can offer you a low-fat bluberry muffin with omega 3.

If Bruce Springsteen was a Comdiean I wouldn't be here.

I have 784 Bruce Springsteen songs on my computer. Half of those are just duplicates of the actual songs, so I really only have 784/2 BS songs on my computer. That is still more Bruce then I have ever wanted to listen to . if I wanted Bruce, I would just sing about a penguin (don't know what that is referencing but I know it's something and someone will find it funny) or just tell my sister to grin real big (Bruce from Nemo impression). As for (sounds like) BS there is 35 mp3 files - no copies, only beats.

When eating mangos I get all up in those bitches. Seriously, there is mango every where and it is a mess. More of the juice really then physical mango but regardless of which physical mango state it is, it makes my computer sticky.

How to be more lazy - Bras on the outside.

Beefs

Man, I really need to get facebook mobile so that when I take sweet pix of my gurlz at the CLUB I can upload them right away so everyone can see just how hawt we rrrr.

Oh I am hilarious.

Aside from my beef with mobile updating of already over frequented social networking sites, I also have a beef with my epidermis. Yeah you, you heard me. Don't try and hide yourself away under my only pair of socks you dried cracked heels. And what about you, my poor right hand middle and ring fingers? There is no where for you to hide. I can barely type because of you. Not to mention write notes, hold books, flip pages or fail aggravatingly. Getting in the way of dishes and enjoyable smoking is one thing, but I am in kick school ass mode right now and you are harshin my mellow.

Just saying.