dear anonymous hater

this is in reference to a comment left by an anonymous reader on my post "hi thurr." just wanted to point out that its pretty pathetic how some people have nothing better to do with their time then to be haters. not that I am a saint who has never poked fun at anyone before, but seriously though, was that comment really necessary? sry that I was not born with perfect eyes, but I've made it through life just fine until now, thanks. its one thing to make a comment about someone relating to their character, something they said or were wearing... fine, we all have our own opinions, and we cannot all get along or like everything about everyone. but to make a comment in a hating fashion about a person's physical appearance is pretty much the ultimate low-blow of passing judgement. 

so there anonymous reader, I think you really suck, and I hope you can one day grow up to be a non-hater because the world could really use a little less of people like you.  

put a donk on it

I can in no way take credit for this (Libby and Evan however can). go to this site and put a donk on all your fav songs, then have a party. warning- this is addictive. 

samples:

anne arbour, the get up kids 

lazy eye, silversun pickups 

island in the sun, weezer 

thrash unreal, against me 

since you've been gone, kelly clarkson

"remix your favorite song into a bangin' hard dance anthem" -donkdj.com

vegan pancakes: do not try this at home

pardon the shitty photo quality, took these with my cell phone... but still felt the need to share this with you: 

first batch. clearly not even remotely close to a pancake, but good none the less due to the abundant chocolate, raspberries and laughter value. 

second batch, once we learned the trick of the trade. much, much better... yummies! 

hi thurr

oh just me loosing my mind in  the webster library while attempting to write a paper. other than that no real complaints from the peanut gallery. last night Nessy made me a delicious dinner and Emma rented us a movie; always nice to spend time with good friends. also went to go see a rad show last thursday where Greg's new band (The Static Poem) played,  I enjoyed them very much, along side Prevenge and Swords... and Pals 1 1/2 songs. anddd my new job as a RA is going super well, anddd nice weather has arrived! 

couple of the month

these two adorable love birds give me hope. 

my favorite munchkins

just another pic of my little brothers. 

beauties

bought these beauties on ebay, so excited to receive them and get my prescription put in! my black ones are falling apart, the hinges are coming out on the right side... so yep, time for a slight change (emphasis on slight, they are pretty much the same glasses). 

cabane a sucre

we had a huge feast, where all kinds of yummy treats were served to us, AND there was an all you can eat buffet with all kinds of tasty extras and desserts. Spoiler also downed some of that syrup you see in the whine bottle. 

despite everyone thinking I was grabbing his balls, I was not, I am simply short thus the picture turned out this way.

Spoiler is from Belgium, it was his first cabane a sucre experience.

I really wanted Dan to pick one of them up but he wouldn't do it.

after the feast and animal farm and emma puking out back, we ended off our day drinking the syrup straight from the source. It was Dan's idea. 

So overall, cabane a sucre was fun times. I hadn't been in like 3 years. we had made reservations, yet somehow when we got there they were trying to make us wait in this 2hour line up. Dan asked to speak with the manager and told them he was outraged due to the fact he had a flight to catch at 5pm. we got snuck in through the back, at our faces off, and I'm pretty sure we were still there chasing pigs when 5pm rolled around. 

murder

so I just found out that this dude I was friends with in middle school when I lived in New-Brunswick, committed murder. like, real straight up murder, shot a guy, killed him dead. his name is  Daniel Dion (his name will bring you to a news paper article) and he dated one of my bestfriends when we were in grade 6. he came to my parties and my grandmother used to think he was hyper and "cute". well now he went and killed someone. what the hell. 

he's the blond one... 

most incredible boy

this is Dave, for those who do not know him. just thought I'd write a few words, because he's an amazing guy who I don't give nearly enough credit to. he's a genuine solid dude, he has a heart of gold, and is simply a good person, the best there is. I adore this boy, and consider myself to be a very lucky gal to have a friend like him. 

Hold my hand

Would somebody please hold my hand

Could somebody please help me understand

How do you get through the night on your own

Where do you go when no one is home

How do you cry when it's all stuck inside

Where do you go when there's no place to hide

How do you get people to stick around

Where is it that they all seem to be bound

How does this gut wrenching feeling get stopped

Where do you go when your heart has been dropped

And when the sun will not shine

And the day cannot be mine

And when the hurt will not heal

And the plan is not to feel 

Will anyone be there to hold my hand

Could anyone have the patience to understand 

(debated posting this for a while, its kinda heavy and only represents how I feel on the random off day when I'm being emo... but what the heck, here it is, not written with anyone particular in mind but just a general feeling) 

Ottawa

needed to step out of the city for a fiver so I went to Ottawa and got weird

best man alive, moving to Mtl this month, I am so stoked to hang with him and his girlie 

cutest dog alive looks like the little white snow wolves in the arctic, his name is Berry 

twinsies (not like he is making fun of me or anything)

HAPPY BDAY NICK!

three amigos meets recession

my beloved 49cent sunday tacos are now 69cents. pff. if they ever reach a buck I am boycotting them all together, however delish the tofu ones may be. 

EN MASSE

went to an art show last saturday. it was fun. Ev and a bunch of other artists drew all over the walls of a gallery down in the old port. saw lots of friends that I hadn't seen in a while, overall good times.