Dude Faces and Lady Breasts! Gather around, for I Paul… have found myself with nothing better to do then to blog…
Today is my last day of Accutane. I haven’t been sleeping well. I am excited to get back to normal. It’s far too hard to force yourself to do absolutely everything. Bring on the mania!
I am listening to the A-teens… anyone remember that band? No? Well, I found them on an old mixCD. They bring me way back to the preteen days. How sickly.
I am very much modeling a towel at the moment. And my basements temperature totally has my nipples cutting diamonds. Yeah, I got out of the shower a good three to four hours ago. Oh well, my rents are en route to Mexico at the moment. It should be an enjoyable time for them. I totally have to clean up after the company last night. I should take magical before and after photos. Thank gosh my father didn’t want to take his camera.
Speaking of cameras! I totally am retarded and a million years ago, only not really, when The Set came to town, not only did I entirely forget they were coming, but when I was picked up, I forgot my camera. And guess who showed up?! Scott Loudoun, AKA, LJ’s scottage_cheese
! He’s touring with them. I felt mega rude though as I kinda didn’t talk with him much. Mostly because when I was picked up I was preparing to sleep. I had just taken my jeans off when I heard the screaming of Diondra.
Kat, Kate and I all have been chilling together most of the spare time we have. Our co-dependency issues are freakish. Like we looked it up in a psychology book, and we all should basically be in ‘stand up on your own two feet’ therapy. The symptoms are perfect to a T! I think I might have pneumonia. I have all those symptoms too. Caughing up flem. DE Liscious! I should go see my doctor. I’ve kinda been hoping it’s just the worst case of hay fever ever… that, or maybe I’ve been possessed by the devil. Somebody exorcize me!
How I am missing my iPod. Its trip to China with Bo-Yi is hindering my desire to exercise. She and myPod will be home soon. My mother got an iPod Video. It’s very shiny. I put retarded amounts of video podcasts on it for her. I hope she likes fashion and crude cartoons as much as I do. *grin*QUOTES!
Paul “Sandwiches bring out the best in everyone!”
Kat “YOU CHEESELESS HACK!”
Okay, so it’s only one quote. GET OVER IT! I can just tell you’re just fuming over my deception. I did write “QUOTES!”—OH MY GOD! Dream! Do you remember Dream? That craptastic popallgirlyslutband? Well they are on this mixCD too!—Anywho, seriously, there are more important things than quotes… like funny stories!
So, the other day Kat was digging through her freezer to find orange juice. She grabbed it, I said hi, and next thing I knew, Kat had thrown the orange juice at my face, recoiled in fear, and somehow managed to catch it before it broke my face… Then today when we were walking down my scary hallway of doom(sarcasm) my brother came out of his room, Kat freaked, and she threw me at him… SO much love. I am sure there are other stories of her freaky-deakyness almost resulting in my perishing. It’s comforting to know that if we were being chased by a psycho killer through the woods, and I tripped, she would be responsible.
OKAY! More funny stories!
There is this gang of drug dealers in town who refer to themselves as “The Crew”. They did terrible things to some coke junkie, like holding her prisoner in her home and stuff, but yes, that’s not funny. What IS funny is that the other night Katie and I thought that maybe Kat and Hailey would happen to be at Tim Hortons. So upon our arrival the doors were open but the place was entirely deserted. I made the comment that, “maybe ‘The Crew’ had been through.” Katie didn’t find this humorous. Nor did she find an earlier comment witty. I let it known that perhaps an alien invasion were about to come and kill us all. My logic was that I had been leaving half full and half empty(same thing) glasses of water everywhere. For those of you who haven’t seen Signs, do me a favour and play a game of Russian roulette. But make it interesting, leave all but one chamber loaded.
So I really do need to stick to one project. I have two more. One is to create retarded animations of the amusing. Like for instance, what is Amanda Lepore’s real goal in life? Well of course it’s to lick her nose! For those of you who have seen my impression of this, I am sure you will enjoy it. And then there is James St James. Oh to interview that almost 40yearold boy, why would he sit still? And what would he wear? It doesn’t matter if the interview has already begun, he simply must look FABULOUS! And then there’s that murderer Michael Alig. Oh how his draino fetish is simply unquenchable… haha. Of course there would be many others to make fun of… like Operah!
Yeah, that’s my other project. I want write a novel called “Oprah Hates White People”. I will do it by scanning every moment of her television career, all her magazines, and books for comments that lead me to document such thoughts. Because of Oprah’s name in the title, it would be an instant best seller. Then I would be on her show, tell her it was all for fame, and that I respect her and what she is doing to empower women, yadda, yadda, yadda. And then, I would get to witness… the “ugly cry.” HOW THRILLING!
That is enough for now…
PS. I am going to try to create something everyday.