mr.sketch for your lips

So maybe it was an impulse triggered by my preteen love for Drew Barrymore, but yesterday when I went to Shopper's to get some chocolat de l'halloween, something deeply buried inside me (ie. lack of willpower) made me buy the Cover Girl Outlast Lipstain, which Drew Barrymore is the face of, in 'Coy Coral'.

Ok. First? This coral is most definitely not coy. It is loud, and obnoxious, and not in a fun I-just-did-a-few-shots-of-tequila way. Coral normally looks great on me, and I absolutely love the MAC coral stain, but this is more orangey than coral, and makes my newly crest white stripped teeth look like I've been a chain-smoker my whole life.

And that's not even the worst part. I envisioned that it would be a soft brush, like every other lip application tool out there. It is a felt marker tip. I instantly had flashbacks to when I was 7 years old and I would accidentally on purpose get Mr.Sketch markets all over my lips. It smelled good, ok?

I guess the one positive thing about it is that it is indeed a stain. I have had a little puff puff, had a glass of wine, and have washed my face and the stuff still has not come off my lips. It does, however, look like I am a 4 year old at a soccer tournament who just drank a lot of McDonalds orange drink.

The number of uses I predict I'm going to get out of it? 3.

Why didn't the witch date the ghost?

Because he has a halloweenie.

falling off the face of the earth

So I don't get this syndrome that certain boys have, at all. Recently, I was sort of kind of seeing a guy, as in we would talk daily, went on a date (tried to set up others but I was a sickling). This guy would text me to the point where I found it annoying.. I replied every now and then, but he was total overkill. I contemplated ditching him, but realized I do that all the time and maybe I should just embrace the fact that he likes to talk to me.

So I reply, and then I get used to his constant texts and communication. I'm at home sick, it's entertaining for me, so I reply, and sometimes I text him a few times without reply. He eventually will, and all is well.

Until randomly on Sunday, all the texts stop. Monday... nothing. No responses to my texts.. nothing. Today? Nothing..

I'm not phased because I was in love with this guy (honestly, felt a bit like a rebound from him), but the fact that he all of a sudden ups and ignores me after I was already annoyed with him brings out the whole hard to get mind game shit, and it BOTHERS me. No event happened, last text I received was in the middle of the night from him on a Saturday night, so it's not like he's all of a sudden banging some chick.

I see this happen to a lot of my girlfriends, and has even happened to me before this.

Another one into the random abyss? Why can't I know what the fuck happened?

Update: Boy contacted me, says he can't keep up with me. That's what I get for being open minded and seeing past his AWFUL jacket and even more horrible shoes.

twitter.. fail whale halloween styles.

As some of you know, I like to make geeky pumpkins.

Last years:



This years:


Fail whale

This is the top part of the pumpkin where the stem comes out.

Things you do when you are sick

1. Blog
2. Watch TV
3. Drool in your sleep
4. Wake up with 4 crusted on your face
5. Sniffle
6. Eat comfort food
7. Be hot, temperature wise
8. Finally give in to the 2389018390218312908 Farmville requests on Facebook. YOU HEARD ME.

Rinse and repeat.

Things you do not do when you are sick
1. Go to work
2. Breathe through your nose
3. Sleep soundly
4. Kiss cute boys
5. Go grocery shopping to get the comforting 6 up above, so you are forced to eat healthy non comforting food like lettuce. I AM NOT A RABBIT. GIVE ME POTATOES.
6. Be hot, lookswise
7. BE REMOTELY PRODUCTIVE.

CABIN FEVER CABIN FEVER.

"why are you single"

The most dreaded question that I get asked almost daily, with an even more dreaded answer. I feel that this comment is almost a backhanded compliment. Sure, it's usually by someone who is surprised I'm single, but it also insinuates that there is something so wrong with being single. As if it is a state that you shouldn't be, without a reason. Do I ever ask people "why are you in a relationship?". One of these days I will give an answer other than "not sure!" and it will be one or all of the following:

a) Because I live in Toronto. Have you seen the girl to guy ratio?
b) Because of a) there is a significant lacking of cute, smart, single boys.
c) Because many guys fall for me. And Many/All of said guys have girlfriends and I don't believe in fairytales. Or wrecking homes.
d) Because I don't see the state of being single something that I have to get out of by "settling".
e) Because I am secretly a monster that eats the heads of all boys who I kiss.

Isn't it obvious? I'm single because I haven't found anyone that I can see myself with. That's it. That's all.

What is the answer to this ridiculous question?

nuit vin rouge.

This bunny was in Eaton's Centre. It was boring.













Nails in city hall.

















Streetcar. My amazing friend took a picture with her camera to give me a flash as my iphone doesn't have a flash. True story.











That said a word.









In the movie fear, with Marky Mark, a dead dogs head goes through a dog door and makes me cry.

does this mean i can't wear bare legs anymore?

it's freezing out. that is all.