ESS EFF YEW

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thats right, bitches.




a cool as fuck elitist indie hipster who's totally faking it.



if you see or suspect that a mulitcultural psychology experiment is happening on the bus, please sit beside the white girl.
(and please don't put your purse on the skytrain seat, tracy would like to sit there)

my friends
old times
new times
same times
good times
that time
that other time
moveable brazilian ghettos
the surrey couches
photoshopping jamie between classes on the surrey couches
the "couches are lame" couches

le music:
Alkaline Trio; Arcade Fire; Brand New; Franz Ferdinand; Bloc Party; Interpol; Jimmy Eat World; Modest Mouse; The Postal Service; Jeff Buckley; Elefant; Snow Patrol; The Shins; Belle and Sebastian; Rilo Kiley; Beck; Weezer; The Killers; Metric; Scissor Sisters; Stereophonics; Zero 7; Old 97's; The Doves; Yeah Yeah Yeahs; The Stills; Black Eyed Peas; Liz Phair; Coldplay; U2; Oasis; Athlete; Radiohead; The Dears; New Pornographers; Sia

I like crap --> the Office (UK & US), the OC, Laguna Beach (Team LC bitches), Sex & the City, Veronica Mars, Family Guy, Lost (I lose at life), Clone High, Undergrads, Undeclared (REMEMBER THAT GUYS?)
+ Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Office Space, Garden State, Wizard of Oz, Finding Nemo, Moulin Rouge, Empire Records (I will make you watch the whole thing Tracy)

Watch Don Hertzfeld's "Rejected" cartoons or you lose at life.

Summertime: Kits Beach, W fucking R, Crescent, Megs's, Starbucks chats avec Cess
Fall: northbound 312, pina colada gelato, quitting, "road trips"

Kurt Halsey is my art hero.

- The woman who gets off the skytrain at Production Way at 4:40 on Tuesdays who always says "LET PEOPLE OFF THE TRAIN BEFORE YOU GET ON" in a really bitchy way, esp b/c there is no one trying to get on the train in the first place.
- Bitches who spill beer on my HANDWASHONLY shirt. And then when my dad asks "why do you smell like beer"
- Parking tickets at Scott Road even though I paid for ALL DAY and its not my fault the parking lot was full so I had to go across the street
- Cotton balls, sporks, gingerbread men, styrofoam, seafood, biology
- Strange men who use cologne sampling as a pickup line.
- The clown in Georgina's basement.
- Frontwards stall parking.
- French men who steal my identity (I'M TALKING TO YOU CLAUDE)
- Crazy men on the skytrain with bloody axes who pet others.
- People who don't realize that punctuation is your friend.



(that is such a lie, i love snow. but i do dislike acid rain.)