Library

I love coming to the library just to be around all the books that are here. I love the smell of a new book. I love the quiet, calm & solitude. (Plus I love the free wi fi here!) The free house music cd's and movies to take out are a bonus, as are the cute nerdy boys with their macs.

But the library is also apparently a pit of sketch. Located in one of the dubious areas of downtown, it attracts its fair share of indesirables.

I've seen homeless people with their garbage bags of bottles be kicked out. People trying to sleep, twink prostitutes and general riff raff all amassed here. If you're ever lacking in entertainment, there's definitely some good free entertainment going on here.

Nicole Richie is Stunning

All of the rest of you can be into Paris, she'll never hold a candle to Nicole imho, and since I'm always right and have never been wrong, that proves it.

In Honor of Tomorrow's Grey Cup

A guy took his blonde girlfriend to her first football game.
They had great seats right behind their team's bench.
After the game, he asked her how she liked the experience.
"Oh, I really liked it," she replied, "especially the tight pants and
all the big muscles, but I just couldn't understand why they were
killing each other over 25 cents."

Dumbfounded, her date asked, "What do you mean?"

"Well, they flipped a coin, one team got it and then for the rest of the
game, all they kept screaming was:

'Get the quarterback! Get the quarterback!' I'm like...Helloooooo? It's
only 25 cents.

He is HAWT!

My Life Has Come to This...

I am sitting here watching Lawrence Welk with the boy. On a Saturday night.

I am baking roast beef and a pie, and then some friends are coming over for pie.

I am officially old.

Brazilian designer: condoms, basic as jeans, necessary as love

Thousands of condoms pile in the corner. Buckets of paint lie on the shelf. She cuts, twists, shapes, melts, pastes, colors, crochets and sculpts, with her fingers and nails stained black. 365 hours later, a colourful elegant gown made of 6,500 condoms debuts.

Adriana Bertini, a Brazilian artist living in São Paulo, uses expired or defective condoms as raw material to make pieces of art. Her creations include ornate evening dresses, vivid bikinis, elegant shawls, flowery carnival costumes, and other plastic arts.

"I want my art to be visible everywhere, reminding people of the necessity of HIV prevention" Bertini says. “I prefer working more with the figurines, because I noticed that they make people think about the meaning of ‘Wear against AIDS’.

TP Couture

TP Couture: Cashmere’s Student Design Competition

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Three years ago, Scott Paper created a White Cashmere collection, working with top Canadian designers such as Hilary Radley, David Dixon and Marie Saint Pierre. This year, they took their white cashmere design idea and turned it into a competition for fashion students. The biggest challenge the students faced: using not 100% cashmere, but Cashmere toilet paper.

Eight months in the making—with over 200 students of design in Montreal and Toronto submitting sketches and prototypes of their garments—the competition came to a close recently with fashion shows in each city.

Eight finalists were chosen in Toronto and another eight in Montreal to proceed from prototype to high-fashion reality, and to have their designs showcased in a local fashion show. The winner in each city, announced immediately after the show, was chosen by a panel of industry experts and TV celebrities, and awarded a $2,500 bursary to further their education.

Who's in More Pain?

I have no doubt that a hernia operation is quite painful and the fact that my friend had to endure it with only local anaesthesia (due to other medical conditions), I am sure doesn't help. But when I agreed, DURING MY VACATION, to come and stay for a couple days to help him out, I was not prepared for this.

A demanding queen whining ALL THE TIME. Making me inspect the incision and complaining that it hurts. YOU GOT CUT, OF COURSE IT HURTS. You have percocets and/or morphine. Swallow a pill (or two, hell I don't care) but PLEASE let me sleep and stop calling me over just to tell me, "It hurts," or my new favorite, "I'm bored."

I better be earning a higher place, lots of karma or 10 000 glamour points at the VERY least.

So Wrong! (Or Maybe So Right?)

Party Time!

It's funny how a quiet Friday night can turn into full debaucherous party time just like that. I woke up this morning, actually after sleeping not very much at all - twitch, twitch, toss and turn, aaannnnddddd repeat - and realized my room smells like a distillery, again. Lovely. I'm so happy I spent yesterday cleaning it.

Rock Resurgence

I am absolutely LIVING for the new rock resurgence of late. It probably helps with the rockstar boy in my life, but it reminds me of my teenage years and the simple goodness of a guitar solo and a bad boy singing about his love to you...

One of my favorites is "Gunnin" by Hedley....



Tell me what I'll never be
Make me feel broken
Tell me what I should believe
I didn't know it was broken

And I'm gunnin' for you
I'm gunnin' for you
And I will wait, I'll write another letter to myself
And I will find out that morning comes faster alone

I hate the way you look at me
As if I was broken
And the perfection of my frailty
Has been questioned and broken

And I'm gunnin' for you
I'm gunnin' for you
And I will wait, I'll write another letter to myself
And I will find out that morning comes faster alone

And I feel like I'm fine today
I feel like I'm ready to take this on
And I'll fight you to the grave for it
I'll never let you take a part of me with you

And I will wait, I'll write another letter to myself
And I will find out that morning comes faster alone
The perfection of my frailty has been questioned and broken

Emo Hair

I REALLY hate emo and emo hair. It's like a modern not-so-hip version of Beatles hair.

Fierce!

I love this cunt.

NYC

I really do love NY, and since I am going on vacation as of tomorrow 9 pm (Can you tell I am counting down?) I think I will head to my mecca for a few days of catching up with friends and being in my absolute favorite city in the world. I love feeling so anonymous and yet so part of something. If I was a native NY-er, I would never leave it. I dream of one day living there. When I am there, I feel like I am home, like no where I have ever been. My NYC friends also say that I seem like more of a NY-er than some of them, lol.

I will also be going to check out the grand opening of Stereo New York, which I think most of Montreal will be at.

M-E-S-S

This is my dining room. I'd successfully cleaned up my apartment during the summer from the utter MESS it was. The hurricane of the roommate decided to come home and this happened:



I have a friend arriving from London, England next week, so I guess I know what I am doing this weekend. Disposing of this current eyesore... Lovely...