Skating Bullets On Angel Dust

Taking a break from the whole Date/Marry/Kill series. I haven't decided if the Ottawa Senators warrants 1 or 2 more rounds, quite frankly I can't decide. Mainly because I'm having a hard time choosing which senators to send to the gallows. I mean I love them all, they're my boys, I'm still mourning the loss of Neil and Corvo (who REALLY needs a new hair stylist), sorry guys, I'm going to have to sleep on this one!



So Exams are coming up, one every week for the next 3 weeks, which of course means that my posting on here will remain constant if not increase...who needs a future when you can sit in your pajamas all day, on the computer, passing judgment on people you'll never meet?

Viva la internet!

So in the tradition of me Staaling (hee) and not studying, I've complied a list of songs that I just can't stop listening to, its been a while since a rock n roll post and I think its time!

I love the tiny veins on your back they remind me of the way that porcelain cracks:

Parisian Skies by Maximo Park
Who is this man? Who is Paul Smith? Every song he writes, I get! I totally get it! That was me, that was totally me! I felt that; thought that; said that; lived that, or in some cases wished that happened to me. His break up songs are the best, no 'how am I supposed to live without you' shit but words that you'd actually formulate, say to your asshole ex-boyfriend/girlfriend. Parisian Skies is the last conversation you'd have with your ex-lover, still madly in love with them but knowing there's no other way, you have to end it *tear*
Favourite Line: "Oh Rebecca (or insert your ex-lover's name) your loss was mine too"


True Love Way by Kings of Leon
I'm obsessed with this song! You don't even know! As mention on a bajillion occasions Caleb is the man of my dreams, the main reason being he can write songs like True Love Way. This song is about real love, honest love, its hard, its messy, it hurts, but its pure, its the kind of love you look back on when your 80 years old sitting on your porch, you turn to your husband/wife and think "I wouldn't have it any other way". I love this song because Caleb is such an honest song writer, he puts all he's got into every song (AND every performance too) so much that I can't help but think he's singing it to me...NO I don't mean in a creepy fan girl kind of way, what I mean is that when you listen to this song, it seems so personal and pure, that it can't be for anybody else but you!
Favourite Line: "And I'm still crazy when I see your face" I know exactly what you mean Caleb *sigh*


Star Witness Neko Case:
The epitome of tragic summer love! If Margaret Atwood wrote romance novels, Star Witness would be the perfect story line! Everything you should be doing when you're 16, from a small town and in love with a boy from the wrong side of the tracks, kind of like the film noir version of Footloose but without the dancing. I love the dark imagery put along side the innocence of young love, Neko's voice pulls it off perfectly, when she drawls "please don't let him die" ugh! my heart it breaks!
Favourite Line: "And I would do anything to see you again" pass the Kleenex please!


Ceremony by New Order:
This song was played in Sofia Coppola's 'Marie Antoinette' and can I tell you how it was perfect! Romantic, frivolous, love, hate, anguish, luxury, joy,magical, all words one could use to describe both the movie and the song...the song of course being the better medium! No matter what's going on, I turn on Ceremony, and life is all of a sudden, a beautiful thing, now isn't that what music should be!
Favourite Line: "I'll break them down no mercy shown"


Wrecking Ball By Interpol:
This song is epic! A slow motion battle scene! Marching to your death! A rumble in your soul kind of tune. Completely depressing and yet entirely beautiful. Its the end of the 'Last of the Mohicans', only one of you left, you against the world, and you're going down fighting... motherfuckers!
Favourite Line: "Stay and Fight"


Famous Blue Raincoat by Leonard Cohen:
Leonard Cohen is a fucking genius and the only man I'd EVER let serenade me. I love how this song is a letter, no chorus, just a series of stanzas, telling a story, of a past affair, from what I gather he's describing a menage a trois and its aftermath. The pain of inviting a third party into your most intimate relationship and then one day they're gone. Can you imagine passionately loving someone you hate intensely? Your heart being pulled at every which way! The chaos, the confusion, the sex!!!! And when its all said and done, you're not who you used to be and your lover is unrecognizable, UGH what beautiful tragedy!
Favourite Line: The Entire Song!!!!!!!!!!


Smokers Outside The Hospital Doors by Editors:
I'm like 100% sure that this song is about ascension. Your soul being lifted up to heaven, not knowing who you are, half excited, half scared. Looking down at the world below getting smaller and smaller, you want a second chance but DUDE you're going to heaven!This song needs to be played full blast, all the windows turned down, and you driving at 100 km/hour, only then could you fully appreciate this masterpiece!
Favourite Line: "Say goodbye to everyone you have ever known you are not gonna see them ever again"

Kingdom by Dave Gahan:
LOVE this song! can't stop listening to it. Dave's voice has always moved my soul (a la Depeche Mode) but fuck this song is legendary. Conflicted and in pain, something that's been done by Gahan and Depeche Mode before but the boys always reinvent it. The gothic opera, the sick and twisted romance, it doesn't get any better than this. Kingdom is an open letter to the gods: srsly guys, what gives?
Favourite Line: "If there's a kingdom beyond it all is there a god who loves us all do we believe in love at all"

Date, Marry, Kill The Ottawa Senators Edition : Round 2

I'd date Brian McGrattan:

Yes, I would totally date Brian McGrattan!!! The enforcer, the resident tough guy; some might say McG is kind of a loose cannon but they don't know B-ri, like I do. His whole tough guy 'act'(for lack of a better term) comes from a comical place, he loves kicking ass because we love it and he feeds off of that, and seeing him merk bitches is SUCH a turn on! B-ri is totally the guy that gets too drunk at the pub, dances like an idiot, makes really bad jokes, maybe starts a fight or two, but he's more of a Blaster (a la Mad Max 3) than a Mike Meyers (a la Halloween). In other words there's a sense of childlikeness, like boys brawling in the school yard rather than psycho serial killer. You'd probably get mad at him for public drunkenness and acting like a colossal idiot in front of everybody, but his apology would be epic "baby, I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! shhhh! I'm sorry!" then he'd envelope you, you'd stagger off to the taxi, and upon arrival of his nouveau barely lived in condo, you engage in passionate make up sex...ugh B-ri would be the hardest to break up with, while your moving your stuff out of his condo, he'd just sit there silent, staring at the wall :'(. Sorry Brian, you're just not husband material, I love you but we just can't be together*

I'd marry Mike Fisher:

AKA Hottie Townie! OMG FISH! If there ever was a perfect man, Fish would be it! He'd be a devoted husband, loving father, and would never stray *squee*!!!!!!!! Hell even Don Cherry has a man crush on him! I don't know what to say that's already been said before but a re-cap wouldn't hurt! Big, strong, manly, all words I'd use to describe Fish, whether its putting the swing set together for the kids, or scoring goals on the ice, there's not other like Mike Fisher. Do we even need to get into how hot he is...yea I think so too! His eyes pierce your soul, his smile makes you melt, AND he's got the body of a lumberjack, you'd never get cold in the winter that's for sure. But what really makes me want to be Mrs. Nicole Fisher, is that he'd only EVER have eyes for you and there's no greater turn on than fidelity. Mike Fisher the hottest man ever to drive a mini-van!

I'd kill Chris Neil:

Your pirate smile isn't as charming as Heater's and for this sole reason, I'm going to have to off you...sorry :(




* I put waaaaaaaaaaay too much thought into this one

Date, Marry, Kill The Ottawa Senators Edition : Round 1

There's waaay to much hotness on this team for me only to pick two dudes I'd like to boink, so this calls for 2 or 5 rounds of Date, Marry, Kill The Ottawa Senators!

I'd date Antoine Vermette:

It's like the law here that a girl from English Canada must, at least once in her lifetime, have a passionate, unadulterated affair with some French Canadian hotness, and Antoine Vermette is my quota! We'd flat iron our hair together, exchange tips on which hair serums work best, eat oka cheese, cheer on the habs, and have hot sex. There's no denying that Vermy is hot as they come, I mean his smile alone should get him into any chick's panties but he's too much of a pretty boy for me, so after the hot sex cools off and we're sitting in bed with nothing to say to each other I'd have to leave his pansy ass. Sorry Antoine its not you its me!



I'd marry Dany Heatley:

NATURALLY! If you've been a dedicated reader of this blog (which includes my sister, and some middle aged man from Wisconsin) then you TOTALLY saw this one coming! Dany, Dany, Dany! I don't even get it, and yet here we are. There is just something about Heater that makes me want to jump his bones and have wild crazy jungle sex. It could be his charming half smirk pirate smile, his crazy eyes, his 'fro, his 'chill' attitude, or his crazy ass hockey skills, or the fact that he's the NHL's answer to Caleb Followill, whatever it is it has me dreaming of our cabin in the mountains and hot sticky summer nights till the end of time. Dany + Nicole = Luv 4eva!!!



I'd kill Joe Corvo:

Nothing personal Joe, its just I really hate your hair cut!

So Much For That Whole Goalie Problem

Dear Toronto Maple Leafs Vesa Toskala,

Hey honey buns! Sugar plum! Apple of my eye! Last night you were off the hook...like fo' real son! You shut out my boys the sens...THE FREAKING OTTAWA SENATORS!!!! I know!!! I can hardily believe it and judging from your post game interview, neither can you! Fuck Raycroft that's what I say! I mean, I may be biased because I think you're too cute, and you're my #1 favourite goalie (yes you have now usurped Illya "its plus seven" Bryzgalov as my favourite goalie) but that's neither here nor there, the point is, you were a pivotal part in my delinquent little brother beating the Leviathan of the Eastern Conference (you gotta love my metaphors, eh?)!!! You were all over the place, yous was loco esse!!!

I never thought I would ever be this happy for the bitches in blue beating my boys the sens but my god, its because of you darling, its all you!!! Now come home to mommy and we'll have some Finnish sausage*wink* *wink*...ugh I'm such a perv, how do you deal with me?


Love,
Nicole

Huh?

Dear Ottawa Senators,

Hey guys, its me Nicole! So um I think that you guys sort of forgot that there was a game on yesterday. I mean I saw a bunch of guys that looked EXACTLY like you but there's no way that you played last night, NO FREAKING WAY. First of all it was hella boring to watch, I put off writing my essay for that snooze fest? Pfffttt! Secondly and most importantly the Toronto Maple Leafs won...against you...the unstoppable Ottawa Senators...3-0!

So the only logical explanation I can come up with for this loss is that Ray Emery peer pressured you all in to to partying it up with him and Snopp Dogg in Vegas, because homeboy was bitter that he wasn't starting tonight and for some reason y'all thought this was a brilliant plan and followed Emery like the children followed the pied piper. So you guys just suited up some dudes from your farm team with your respective names on the jerseys, and followed Snopp and Emery to the Sodom and Gomorrah of modern times (that one's for you Fisher *wink*) to make bad decisions with each other!

...yea that's it! That's exactly what happened! I hope you're enjoying your hang over boys!


Love,
Nicole


PS you forgot to take Wade Redden with you, tsk! tsk!

The Drought is OVER!!!!!!!!

My boys, the Pens, finally won a game! They beat Mike Comire and the Islanders, 3-2.

Yea Mike and I used to date way back in 2001, it was pretty serious you know! I wrote Nicole Comrie all over my notebooks, and would clip out all his pictures from the news paper, and in 8th period I would go down to the computer lab and stare at his picture on NHLPA, would decide what I would do with his compensation money, a yatch? 14 Herems bags? A house on the bridlepath? All of the above? But then I met Orlando Bloom and I broke it off with Mike. He seemed to take it pretty hard because he fell of the face of the earth for a while. Now he's dating Hilary Duff (who seems to have the same taste in douche bags as my 14 year old self ie Mike Comrie, Joel Madden, a dark period in my life, I know!) and now I'm banging everyone from Paul Newman circa 1980 to Caleb Followill! But still it feels good when husband no. 5 kicks the ex-boyfriend's ass!

ANYWAYS the loosing streak is over! ALL IS RIGHT IN THE WORLD !!! Things are looking up for husband no. 5 and the pens!!!!

Can you feel the love tonight?

Speaking of husband no. 5, wasn't it too cute that Sidney was more excited over Laraque's goal than he was???? Tnawwww, such a good Captain! I loved it when he jumped into his arms and they embraced for 2 full minutes (ok clearly I'm embellishing), my cold black heart melted!

I love Laraque, he has such a nice face and that voice, UGH, he can recite poetry to me anytime! And have you heard his laugh and the way he scrunches up his face, OH GEORGES! He'd totally be the guy to push you out of the way of a moving bus and on the 6 o'clock news with the headline 'hometown hero' he'd modestly say "I'm no hero! Just doing my part" but you are a hero Georges, you are!

Better watch out Crosby, Laraque could possibly usurp your throne and become husband no. 6! Send me 10 boxes of Doritios and I'll consider cementing your spot, but I dunno Laraque's smile...dude, I even you love him.

The Friday Five

Stolen from a random entry on livejournal's Friday Five

1. What was the most sick that you've ever been?
I had a viral infection back when I was 13. I missed 29 days of school, it was kind of sweet I'm not going to lie!
2. What disease are you afraid of getting?
Ebola, mostly the bleeding from every orphus part. PS its not an airborne disease despite popular belief
3. Are you a big baby when it comes to taking medicine/shots for your illnesses?
No, I usually don't medicate, I get over the illness in about the same amount of time if I were to take medicine, so why ruin my liver when my immune system is just as good
4. Is going to the doctor really THAT bad?
I wouldn't know, I haven't been in 4 years
5. Would you have the flu twice a month if you were paid $1,000 for having it?
Yea! The flu isn't that bad! toughen up you pansies!

Date, Marry, Kill The Bitches in Blue edition

I'm starting off in my hometown! The delinquent little brother on riddlin who I love to hate and hate to love; oh Toronto Maple Leafs, quit putting dog shit in my bed or I'm telling mom!

I would date Nik Antropov:

Nik is good looking in that typical Euro pretty boy sort of way. He probably listens to DJ Tiesto, wears shoes without socks, and most likely has a subwoofer in the trunk of his car. We'd summer in Ibiza, sniffing coke and drinking martinis. Homeboy's European so you know our sex life will be off the hook! Plus he's arguably the best player on the team but he's definitely not husband material, something tells me homeboy is kind of a pansy, probably really clingy and would cry after a fight and me not likey!

I would marry Vesa Toskala:

Vesa 'baby face' Toskala, tell me could you resist? My favourite leaf, my second favourite goalie, and the cutest face in the Eastern conference. Picture him with babies, and at soccer practice, and date nights, and falling asleep on the couch with the television on *squuuuuuuuueeeeeeee* a husband you'd adore till the end of time, Oh Vesa be mine!

I would kill Brian McCabe:

Honestly, would you notice if he were gone?

Is that it?

Sean Avery is the scum of the earth! I know it! You know it! Fuck even the toothless goat herder in Mongolia knows it!

Hey you punk ass bitch, get away from Toskala!

Remember November 10th? ACC? Rangers vs. The Leafs? Everyone's mom (including Avery's) in the crowd? Remember how Avery tried to start shit with Jason Blake but Tucker stepped in to defend his team mate? Well word on the street is, Sean Avery, the epitome of class and sportsmanship, mentioned something about Jason Blake's cancer...

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME????

There are just somethings you don't mess with: people's kids, death, illness, AND A GUY WHO'S BEEN DIAGNOSED WITH CANCER AND STILL HAS THE STRENGTH AND WILL TO CARRY ON IN A PROFESSIONAL LEAGUE! Of course La Douche denied saying anything about Blake's condition, but like I said in this post you don't loose your shit over "you suck balls, Tucker!!!!"

Well the NHL investigated because there are trash talkers and then there's Sean Avery, who allegedly made racist remarks toward African-Canadian and French-Canadian players in the past, so maybe they figured the last thing the NHL needs is bad press (because, man, are they ever pushing hockey haaaaaaard South of the boarder).

Avery was fined $2500 (pennies even for the most mediocre of pro hockey players), the rangers were fined $25 000 (again pennies to a major sports club but like any business, I'm sure they weren't happy about it). Tucker was fined $1000 (AKA his kids' weekly allowance), and the Leafs were fined $10 000 (the amount they spend on toilet paper).

A fine? A fine for the guy who starts shit all the time? And not the first time its been controversial, offensive, and disrespectful?

bitch please!!!

I'm not fully convinced on this whole God business but I do believe in the laws of the universe and the basic law of physics: For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction, so when Darcy Tucker said: "He is what he is. He'll have a comeback for everything" Am I ever a believer!!!!

Sean Avery??? MERKKED in the not so distant future!







PS You know its bad when Darcy Tucker comes out looking like the good guy!

Ray Emery <3's Sean Avery

...ok not really, watch this video!

Love it when asked if they were friends off the ice Emery gives a condescending look and Avery does that whole act that guys do when in the presence of another guy whom they know is cooler than them. CLEARLY Tim Deegan does not watch hockey or else he would have never asked that question, even dudes on his own team hate him!!!!



Sean "La Douche" Avery : "yea we're like totally friends, right Ray? He's on speed dial you know! I call him like every day! Right Ray? He never picks up but I like always leave messages! He never calls back but he's like really busy because he's the goalie of the best team in the league and he has lots to do, right Ray? One time we were at this charity golf game, OH MY GOD, get this, when he passed by me on his golf cart I like totally waved at him, remember that Ray? Remember how I waved? I know, good times, good times! I love your shoes Ray where'd you get them? I want to buy the exact same pair, and we can be like twins or something, like the Staal brothers but cooler, even though none of them are twins but you know what I mean! Right Ray? So if you ever want to hang out some time just you know call me back, do you have my number? I'll give it to you, and whenever you come to New York to play the Rangers you can come stay with me, don't worry I'll sleep on the couch you can have my bed. Ok Ray? You're my best friend right, Ray? Ray? I love you! RAY?"

Ray "Big Pimp" Emery: Sorry Sean gotta go, Elisha's waiting up for me. You know she said the weirdest thing to me the other day when we were lying in my bed naked, she said that I was the only real man she's ever been with. Anyways she was telling me what a good lay I was and how I do crazy shit like listen to her and pick her up from the airport. She also told me that she appreciates how I don't tell her that she needs to go on a diet and should spend more time at the gym, I don't know where she got an idea like that from because man, girl is HOT! Oh she also loves how I don't cry after sex, calling for my mommy, seriously where does she get this from? Hey didn't you two to go out at some point? Anyways, I gotta bounce! Good luck with that clothes rack troll of yours oh and uh go fuck yourself Avery!"


Emery's totally full of himself but I still love him and yea I'd hit it!

His Royal Highness King Douche Bag

My boys the sens beat mes amis the Canadiens, 3-1, both teams close to my heart so for me it was a win/win situation. For a while there it looked like mes amis were going to win this one but my boys brought it late in the 3rd period and captured the win. Even though the score was 3-1 it was acutally a pretty close game, very face paced, and very entertaining! Despite the fact that both teams hold a special place in my cold black heart, I was kind of leaning towards mes amis but like I said I'm happy either way.

Sooo...

Last night the bitches in blue played the New York Rangers, and I was sorta, kinda hoping that the bitches would kick some Ranger ass...there I said it!

YES I wanted the bitches to win! why?

Well first of all I don't hate the leafs, I love them like you'd love a delinquent little brother: they're annoying; you always fight; they steal your money and never return it; they're always breaking promises; they're failing; they make your dad drink more beer; they make your mother cry but at the end of the day you still love them and would still let them live in your basement when they're single, 35, and jobless.

I do love the leafs and on occasion will hope that they capture a win or two (depending on the team they're playing) and last night was one of those occasions, why? Two words: Sean. Avery.

Sean, Sean, Sean, Sean! The poster child for hockey douche baggerey and the king of misogynistic, idiotic, classless, frat boy mentality. Look up douche bag in the dictionary I guarantee Sean Avery is the definition. Not even the presence of a Staal brother could change the way I look at the Rangers; Avery taints every team he touches, and thus the rangers are blacklisted, until king douche gets traded or suffers a career ending injury.

Sorry Marc, I'm taking a moral stance on this one! PS quit hitting on Crosby, that bitch is mine!

Rangers? uh NO!

So as per usual Avery starts shit, during warm up. Tucker gets all loco and unleashed his crazy eyes on king douche! This of course gets carried on into the game, etc. etc. If you've ever watch Avery play you know how it goes down

Yea Tucker! Fuck him up!

Unfortunately the Rangers ended up winning in shoot outs, which really broke my heart because I really wanted Avery to get merkked one way or another AND for once I agreed with Don Cherry, why didn't they suit up Belak when they knew Avery was playing? I know you shouldn't play into that sort of strategy because I'm sure no one acquires a player like Avery because he's super talented (even though he is sort of good, ew I can't believe I just said that) but you know Belak would have murdered Avery, and that punk ass bitch would be off his game all night because of it.


Sorry my hatred for king douche runs deep, for obvious reasons, but the main one being I'm like 100% convinced the shit he says to players has got to be really bad because if you're playing someone like Avery you know he's there to talk trash; and knowing that you'd try to rise above it, play, and not let him get into your head, so I doubt someone's going to loose their shit over "hey Tucker, my mom plays better than you!", you know what I mean?

Lest We Forget

Today is remembrance day.

Never forget the sacrifice that was made and the sacrifices that are still being made. Men and women fought and lost their lives so that we may live in peace and be born free. Something that no one should ever take for granted!

For my grandfather, all the veterans, and those who will never grow old I shall never forget! I will live my life in a way that would honour their sacrifice. I will remember them!

Whoa...Wait...What???

So last night my boys, the Sens lost to the Washington Ovechkins.


The score? 4-1! Yea I know... I KNOW!!!!

You know this David and Goliath story gives hope to the bitches in blue!

Don't worry balance will soon be restored in the Eastern Conference with McCabe and Tucker (who were totally have keggers this entire time) set to play next game. And when I say balance will be restored I mean Tucker and McCabe will once again be USELESS

...go back to your kegger boys and while your at it grow a mullet and a Fu Manchu mustache because I'm pretty sure that's what you were born to do!

Z!NG!!!!!!!!!

MERKKED & The Harold Ballard Curse

So my boys the Sens murdered the Bitches in Blue last night, 5-1.

Can you say, OUCH?

That's gotta sting especially after the verbal ass wooping the Bitches in blue got from their coach, Paul Maurice...not that it worked or anything because no amount of bag-skate threats would have changed the tide on this one.

Let's be honest, the leafs beating the sens would be like Kate Moss kicking her coke habit: entirely possible but very unlikely, seeing as how the laws of the universe just don't work that way!

The bitches just can't cut it!

Its not because the players on the leafs' roster suck; quite the contrary, they're actually good [individual] players ( see Antropov, Nik) . Its just for some reason the bitches can't gel, can't become a team, a mega force to be reckoned with ( see Ottawa Sentors). AND its not just this leafs team that can't cut it, its been every single leafs team since 2000 (when winning the Stanley cup was a very real possibility) and my brother has a theory...

It's called: The Harold Ballard Curse.

Who is Harold Ballard? Well to make a long story short, he owned the leafs from like 1960s to 1980s, and let's just say he was not well liked. He changed the way Leafs Inc. was run; he has his fingers in everyone's pies, sold the Leafs Stanley cup banners and equipment, kept players' salaries low so the club could be one of the richest in the league, was charged with fraud spent time in jail, was racist towards European players, was accused of molesting a girl (settled out of court, of course), was violent towards his family and basically was an evil man.

Anyways, according to my brother, before Ballard died he said that the Leafs would never win a Stanley cup without him. Now I know the last time the Leafs won the cup was in 1967, and The Harold Ballard Curse would hold no clout because Satan was breathing from 1967-1990 but during those years (I'm asking because I wasn't alive for most of those years) were the leafs this awesomely bad??? I mean there was a glimmer of hope back in the early 2000s when, it seemed that it was only a matter of time before they would win the cup, right? RIGHT?

...my brother thinks the curse is finally kicking in.

A curse would definitely make sense: A team with several talented players, A coach who knows what it takes to win the cup, a obsessed dedicated fan base, and a bank account that could take several third world countries out of poverty, And the bitches in blue still can't make the playoffs???

Bitch please!

...Does this mean I have to be nicer to the bitches in blue? Damn you Harold Ballard! DAMN YOU!


PS I totally have a school girl crush on Vesa Toskala, he's just so gosh darn cute and the best player on the team! good thing he wasn't playing last night, or else I'd have to have some words with my boys the sens.

Mike Fisher gives purpose!

...to this random post!


Because who doesn't want to dream about hottie townie, numero uno!!!!

He's such husband material, non?

He's the guy you can settle down with and make babies with! Wouldn't he be such a hot dad? You'd have a big house, a mini-van, and have date night Fridays while the in-laws watch the boys... sigh. Something tells me Fish doesn't have a cheating bone in his body, so you wouldn't have to worry about his philandering on the road...



MARRY ME NOW!!!!!!!

You Know I'm No Good

I really need a boyfriend to share this pizza with...

Sluts for Halloween

Ok yea I'm totally staaling (ha get???)! I know I have an assignment to do and instead of doing it I watch Volver and post here for the second time today. But srsly what I found was too good not to share!

Remember my post about Sidney Crosby? Ok the one about him being a dork? OK the most recent one about him being a dork? Anyways! For being in the media spotlight since birth. homeboy sure is socially awkward! Sure he gives all the right answers, and says all the right things, and can definitely steer clear of questions he doesn't want to answer and/or answers like a politician AKA gives an answer that doesn't really say anything (SIDNEY CROSBY FOR PRIME MINISTER 2025 !!!!), but his excecution of those answers are tres awkward! You can tell home boy is naturally shy and well, a dork! Sidney gets especially awkward when there's mention of girls or "oh my daughter will just die when she finds out I met you, I wish she were here, she LOVES you!!!" (ugh, please!), so when I found this photo on The Hockey Rants Blog, I L.O.L.'ed:


First things first a) What the fuck are those chicks supposed to be? b)I don't mean to be a traitor to my sex or anything but when you go out in just body paint with your tits hanging out that's 1)TACKY and 2)Slutty AND c) What the fuck are they supposed to be?!!?!?!?!??

Now that's out of the way, check out the look on my homeboy's face; smiling, but its an awkward smile with a mild tinge of disgust, like "OMG I hope my mom doesn't see this" or "OMG that chick's tits are totally hanging out!" or "OMG what the fuck am I doing here?" Not the type of reaction you'd expect from a hockey player.

I don't know what it is about the game of hockey but once a male puts on his hockey gear, whether its House League or the NHL that player becomes a douche bag (unique only to male hockey players)! The degrees of douche baggery vary from player to player, depending on his up bringing, whether or not his parents are psychotic hockey parents, or whether or not the player has any sisters or not, etc. Of course Sidney is not immune to this affliction, which you'll see many-a-time when you watch him play, but what's so different about home boy's douche baggery is that he keeps it on this ice (see Crosby v. Blake). If that were any other hockey player, i.e. my favourite and recently injured,Oiler, Matt Greene, you know dude would have his hands firmly around those chicks' waistes...ok maybe a little higher than their waists, with that satisfied douche bag "'sup ladies", look on his face...oh you know the face of which I speak!

In any case, the fact that home boy looks very uncomfortable between those chicks, is just another testament to his character, NO SLUTS ALLOWED!!!!!!! Keep it classy Crosby! You do not want your children to be half trash, do you?



PS Sidney darling, if you're going to take photos with chicks make sure they're hot, I know you can do better, hell even your models weren't hot! Shape up son! You're supposed to be a superstar! Mike Comrie bagged the annoying horse teefed, Hilary Duff maybe you should try a Victoria's secret model. I suggest Karolina Kurkova, bitch is hot as they come AND she's nice...no not nice for a supermodel but nice for a human being! You'd be such a hot couple!

PPS What's this phenomenon of chicks dressing slutty for Halloween? Believe you me I almost fell for it but then I stopped and was like "Why? Do I really need to degrade myself?" I'm no prude (clearly!) but c'mon why be subordinate to male sexual fantasies? if I dress up as a sexy nurse, then dudes should dress up as half naked Paul Newmans, its only fair! And until that day comes, no sexy french maid costumes for me!

Hottie Townie

Remember my Mike Fisher post? Well I found this on facebook:
Is this not L.O.L. worthy or what? Mike Fisher was/is the epitome of hottie townie!

I remember when I was preteen(11-13), hell bent on finding a cute boyfriend to hold hands with, share a plate of fires, and talk about how Korn > Limp Bizkit anyday!!!!! So when summer rolled around I wanted to find a nice boy to have a summer romance just like the ones I read in the babysitter's club and sweet valley high books! Trouble was my parents insisted on escaping to the Ontario wilderness during the summer months...and my god was I ever thankful for that!!!

I don't know what they put in the water in rural Ontario, or if it just has to do with ratios, but the hottie per capita in small town Ontario was like 15, I was swimming in hot townies! Now what does this have to do with Le Fisher? Well the above photo displays the typical townie hottie: hair dyed blonde, dark roots showing, unfortunate hair cut, rugged but innocent looking, a farmer's tan, and CLEARLY he was a 'rocker'!

I've encountered that boy a million times in my wilderness adventures, the flirty looks; the playing tag; the swinging on the swing sets; playing with my brother just to get closer to me; the swimming together, the building forts, the building sand castles, the hiding in the forest together, the being pity friends with your sister because she was kind of a weirdo, OH TYLER!

If this was 1998 Mike Fisher would totally be mine! My mom would have loved him, a good Christian boy who'd make me go to church every Sunday, and wouldn't pressure me to go all the way (oh noes), and a future NHL superstar... How did I miss this townie????


PS I was such a player when I was young, what happened? Maybe I should start reading sweet valley high again!

And I'm still crazy when I see your face

I think its official, Anthony Caleb Followill has finally lost his mind...like completely:

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It's time to make my move! Sure homeboy looks a little dirty and fucking nuts but he's pretty much the man of my dreams and yes I'm into that but can you imagine the sex? EARTH SHATTERING!!!! I'd take Caleb over any rich buffed up hockey player any day (yes Sidney that means you too)!

Caleb is totally old skool love: you'd get into a screaming match, he says something about your mother, you smack him, he smacks you. You pause, fire in your eyes, how dare he hit you! You lunge at him, wrap your legs around him, kissing him furiously, you're both panting, hearts beating, both scrambling to get each other's clothes off. He staggers trying to find his footing. Finally he rams you against a wall and pins you. He reaches under your dress and takes of your panties; you unbutton his flannel shirt, exposing his hairy chest. He throws you to the ground. Still standing his fiddles with is belt, you can see his drunk on sex and he wants you BAD! He manages takes to his pants off, and with his boyish smirk throws himself on top of you, your dress is up and--

...AHEM! ERRR...looks like I got a little carried away there heh...well I'm no fan fic writer but y'all can guess how the story ends. The whole point BEING Caleb is, he just is and I would, in a heart beat I would!



PS Jared is such a sexy beast! I'd TOTALLY have an affair with him and when Caleb finds out...ANGRY SEX!!!!! sure he's his brother but they're from the South, they're into that (joke!)

King of the Rink

I really just wanted to post this photo:
*SWOON* He's such a dream boat when he's on the ice and such a dork off the ice:



Do you love it or do you love it? I watched his 'in the hot seat' feature and apparently he's a lover not a fighter (lol), thinks superman has a better outfit than spiderman (yea because wearing your underwear outside of your pants is always in season), and he thinks lobster > steak (now we're talking). Its crazy how good he is!

I watched a bit of the game on Saturday, before I was peer pressured into watching the awesomeness that is 'Shaun of the Dead', and damn the boy can play! He got a little emotional at times but WOW dude is on fire! I really hope my boys, the pens, make it the playoffs this year. I honestly don't think they're going to win the cup because a) from what I've seen there's no way they'll make it that far and b) my boys, the sens, are kicking some ass like every game is game 7 of the Stanley cup finals!!!

Work it, baby!

But I regress, Sidney is on fire, in all meanings of the word! If only he'd get rid of that gel and those velcro pumas I absolutely hate! OH and wtf is up with NHL'ers and their graphic tees??? Who told them that was cool, who told them they looked good??? UGH hockey players can't dress, I have to come to terms with that...someday

Jesus Saves...He shoots, HE SCORES!!!!

We've discussed my puck bunny ways on many occasions, in fact if you haven't noticed, my blog has been overflowing with hockey commentary. Scary, I know but still I maintain, this will not become a hockey blog! I have my teams (i.e. The Ottawa Senators), my players (i.e. Heater, Crosby, the Staal brothers) but there are other players which I admire for various different reasons i.e. Matt Greene of the Edmonton Oilers for being dumb as rocks; or Joe Sakic of the Colorado Avalanche for being a legend (and I sort of want him to be my dad); or Alexander Ovechkin for his charisma, his talent, and his comic relief. But there is one player that I'm fascinated by to no end and his name is Mike Fisher of the Ottawa Senators...

There are so many reasons why I should not be into Fish:

a) he owns a bajillion graphic tees
b) he wears Docle and Gabana sunglasses (and other types of gino-esque eyewear)
c) the suits he wears are kinda cheesy and kinda 'nouveau riche'
d) he listens to Garth Brooks(gag!) and Creed(double gag!)
e) he's a devout Christian, like him and JC are hella tight: exhibit A

Now if you've read my blog before you know that I'm having a little trouble with the mega institution that is Christianity. I don't get the dogma, the inconsistencies, and the subtle intolerances which many Christians refuse to acknowledge but let's not get into that! Let's get into Mike Fisher being a Christian golden boy and how I'm strangely attracted to him!


SO many strikes against him, the main ones being he listens to creed and the worst country music ever! But really makes me swoon over fish is the fact that he is a nice guy! like genuinely nice guy! You can tell from interviews that he's a really sweet person with a good heart AND to top it all off he's a hockey player...in the NHL!!!!! AKA Douche Bags Inc. I still don't understand how that's even possible and yet Mike Fisher exists!


Oh did I mention his kind of hot. Typically he's not my type but with that playoff beard...O.M.G. Mike Fisher can save my soul anytime! He's so big and strong, and manly *SWOOOOOON* but I regress, the fact that he's so devout is a bit of a turn off.

Even when I was a gung-ho Christian, as in I was heavily involved in my youth group at church (I know, who knew?), I was always turned off by people who threw the hands in the air and praised the Lord, to me that was disingenuous. I felt being Christian should be who you are, it should come easy, you shouldn't have to fall to the floor convulsing to prove to the world, or God for that matter, that you were a Christian. So the fact that he saw 12:12 on the clock, when he was injured(in exhibit A), and interpreted as a sign from God and quoted Romans 12:12 (because you know it couldn't be any other 12:12 in the bible like say Jeremiah 12:12 'Over all the barren heights in the desert for the sword of the Lord will devour from one end of the land to the other;no one will be safe', ugh enough with the bible quotes its freaking me out) really puts me off. And yet I'm not put off completely.

I find it endearing that Fish is probably one of the only NHL players not to have an STD; that he's really a sweet and genuine guy despite his successes [and millions] at such a young age (see Lohan, Lindsay); and regardless of my issues with the Christian Church, its refreshing to see a young, successful, rich, good looking, guy, whom by all means should be the biggest douche since Sean Avery, so unchanged and still committed to an institution and lifestyle that most his age and in his position would deem 'uncool'.


Mike Fisher??? I APPROVE!!!!


...BUT he still likes Creed and Garth Brooks...meh, I can change that! ONE MORE FAN FOR MASON JENNINGS! Fish would love Mason, I know it! after Mason, comes Johnny Cash and Townes Van Zant and Neko Case!!!!! (I gotta keep it in the realm of country, if I were to suddenly spring the Radio Dept. on him he might run for the hills with his Creed discography).

PS His super pimped out cottage doesn't hurt him either:

Too Cool For School!

I'm doing a lot better this year in terms of keeping up with my readings. I'm a little behind but that's to be expected there's no way I could possibly be on the ball in all of my classes many of which require several readings each week, so I'm a little behind but not at all like I was last year...or so I thought.

For one of my classes I'm a month behind, yes I did say a month! This class' readings has sort of been on the back burner I admit BUT in my defense each week I have to read about three, 50-100 page articles for this class which is all fine and well, except I have other classes AND I have to work. I had originally thought that I was 2 maybe 3 weeks behind in this class but yesterday I went to the library at school looked at the reading schedule, looked at where I was at and..FUCK!

I can't do this again, seriously I can't! today I was supposed to go to my tutorial then shop for my sister's birthday present but I'm skipping both just so I can read the articles (or try to) that need to be read for next class. I figure, there's no point in playing catch up because its a losing game. I'll read the articles I need to read for this week and next week and once that's done (hopefully by sunday/monday) I can read the articles I skipped over.

I love learning, I do but fuck sometimes I really want to tear my hair out and jump off of a building!

STICKING IT TO THE MAN...via consumerism????

Whoever works in the advertising department at Adidas inc. are fucking geniuses! Don't know if you're familiar with the adicolor campaign but Adidas gave 7 film makers 7 different colours (red,pink,blue,yellow,green,black, white) a bunch of money, and and basically said make a short film on how you react/feel/see this color and the end results are nothing short of brilliant.

What I find particularly interesting is that each film maker basically made a commentary on modern living; consumerism,apathy,indulgence,excessiveness,loss of innocence,human arrogance,sex,the moral dilemma of artificial intelligence, and yet these are essentially commercials for a global corporation. Curious, very curious...non?

Anyways for your viewing pleasure here are all 7 short films. The best ones are Yellow, Black, and Pink; Red is funny but I think you need to find a particular kind of humour; Green is a little bizarre, I had to watch it 3 times to get it; Blue is a street video about the colour which I find amusing; but White I think is the worst one, I just don't get it. Ok yeah, Jenna Jameson is hot in a used up sort of way but what the fuck is it trying to say?

VIDEOS!!!!!!!!!

Yellow:



Black:



Pink:



Red:



Green:




Blue:




White:

The puck stops here...and the high drama starts!

WOW!!!

I did not see that one coming at all! Now I'm not so sure...





more to come! its too early and I have to be at work in an hour

Remember how you made me crazy?

This photo is tres homoquestionable, non? Especailly the way Markus Naslund's (Canuck's El Capitaneo) hand is positioned. Oh and I'm pretty sure Vesa Toskala(leafs goalie) and Markus Naslund are the exact same person!

Speaking of the bitches in blue, they finally won! In the last 27.8 seconds of the came Antripov scored(with a beautiful assist from Kaberle). I'm not going to lie it was a beautiful goal AND I'm glad that they won. But before you call the engravers and tell them to get ready to carve the bitches in blue names in Lord Stanley's cup, you have to remember this is the Toronto Maple Leafs we're talking about. They have 'flash in the pan' moments where they look like a good strong team, and playoff contenders but then you watch game after game after game where about 95% of the time they suck HARD! The bitches in blue just can't cut it!

Ok for serious, this will not become a hockey blog!!!

ummmmm...errr...uhhh...I'M GOING OUT THIS WEEKEND! Yes I am going out this weekend with my good friend Alice, whom I have not seen since V-fest. We're going out for Japanese food and sake! Woot! and then the next day I'm working (argh!) then I'm coming home and conking out till Monday!

My life has consisted of Me and my readings spending a lot of time together...and let me tell you medical journals do not put out!

Macho...Pussy???

Watch this video, its of husband number 5, Sidney Crosby:


So Jason Blake spears him, not big deal BUT my homeboy Sid not only falls down but falls down and curls up as if someone merked him in the balls but then gets up and starts trash talking Blake. The whole time Blake has this confuzzeled look on his face as if he doesn't know what to make of Sidney using so many expletives (maybe Blake agrees with me that a boy with such pretty eyes as Sidney can only whisper sweet nothings). My homeboy gets what seems to be a 5 second penalty, and when leaving the 'sin bin' (oooo) Sidney repeats about 3 times to Blake 'YOU'RE FUCKING DEAD!'

...I dunno about you but I'm turned on! Sidney is slowly moving his way up, soon he will usurp Dany Heatley's position of 'hockey player manly man that makes me feel like a poor innocent country girl who needs and wants to be taken advantage of again and again'...AHEM because not only is he an insane player, but you know Heater will go bat shit crazy on a bitch if need be, and for some reason me likey! However, I'm like 100% sure Heater's a huge douche bag, ugh another case of the Stephen Dorff syndrome...don't ask!

Rock 'em Sock 'em 87

Yeah Sidney!!! Kick His Ass!!!

Yesterday the bitches in blue lost to my boys, the pens 6-4. But I must admit they weren't horrible; they kept up with the pens for the most part. The one thing that the pens have that the bitches in blue don't have is synergy. They work well together, beautiful passes, someone's always there, ALWAYS, proven by the fact that the pens had about 30 more shots on net than the bitches in blue, which is sort of shameful, especially when its on home ice. However, the fact of the matter is, the penguins won, and Sidney AKA husband number 5, scored his first two goals of the season in my home town, clearly were meant to be...NOT! lol

I love how when Sidney was kicking Antropov's ass, these two teenaged girls directly behind them on the other side of the glass, started jumping up and down, squeeing and banging on the glass. I L.O.L.'ed. Sidney of course ignored them(or maybe he was just preoccupied with giving someone a beat down). Silly girls, don't they know the sex stare is much more effective, pfffftt amateurs!!!!! But I must say seeing him fight really put him over the top, this whole time I was convinced he was this pansy, but now Sidney is a man, SID THE KID IS A MAN!!!!!!!!!

You know who else is a man? My favourite Staal brother, Jordan!!! AND damn is he ever a good player! I'm convinced that if we ever met in real life we'd totally be like BFF and we'd totally drink Colby Armstrong under the table...yea I'm totally a loser and entertained such thoughts, WHATEVS!!!!!!!! I'm cool, you want me on your team, don't deny it!


PS don't worry this won't become a hockey blog. Hockey is my only form of entertainment whilst I'm locked up doing my readings and shit. But don't you worry accounts from the high drama that is my life will continue!

Ouch!!!

Wade Redden of the Ottawa Senators, showing Darcy Tucker, who's the bitch! L.O.L.



Here in Toronto people are crazy about their hockey, more specifically the leafs. I get the whole wanting to support your own and the leafs are an institution, part of the original six, THE franchise (which is debatable) but they beyond SUCK!!! Last year those bitches in blue didn't even make the playoffs! and the last time we won the cup, 1967, that's forty years ago, that's me times two!!!

Now people can lament that I'm not a real leaf fan and only a banwagon jumper, ready to hop aboard that train when they, god forbid, actually start playing hockey. Well here's what I have to say to that: Leafs Inc. is probably one of the richest clubs, if not the richest club, in the NHL and yet the bitches in blue can't perform, the coaches can't strategize, and mangement can't get players that makes sweet hockey plays together??? BITCH PLEASE!!!! AND they're fucking capitalists fascists! Do you know how much tickets are for the ACC??? That is of course if you can even get tickets because, even though they suck balls games still sell out. So I ask thee this, how is a girl who is putting herself through university supposed to afford a ticket worth over $80 for the worst seats in the house???? Yea you heard me $80 for the WORST SEATS IN THE HOUSE!!!!! just to see them loose. Are you kidding me? Greedy fuckers!!!

My teams are the Sens(Alfie, Spez, and Heater are a force to be reckoned with!), the Pens (a young team, with Jesus as their captain and my favourite Staal brother) and the Canadiens (because that is what you call an institution!!!!).

Oh and the bitches in blue played Carolina yesterday, and in between gossip girl, I watched them get murdered!!!!!! How bad was it??? 7-1, Carolina, the 7th goal made by my second favourite Staal brother, Eric!!!!

Yea so, are the leafs still going to win the cup this year? Methinks not!



PS How good is interpol's new album???? Favourite track right now is wrecking ball! Yea I know I'm a few months behind, don't hate!

"I'd rather be with your friends,mate, because they are much fitter!"

and I thought I was bad??? Dude, I think its time to move on!

Sure your girlfriend broke up with you then 3 weeks later starts "macking" the guy that every girl had a crush on, and of course since bitch is hot he macks back and it looks like they'd start dating. I get it, you were/are obsessed; completely and utterely infatuated; grossly dependent on her; so your heart was breaking because a)she broke up with you and b)she moved on so quickly but then one night y'all got drunk, got into a HUGE fight, but then ended up going home together.

So with pressures from well, YOU, she ended it with Mr. hot stuff, and you guys got sucked into the blackhole,vacuum, roller coaster that is your relationship, and started sniffing coke off of strippers asses again...ok I added the last part

However, you've got the girl...again! Even Mr. hot stuff got himself a nice girlfriend, so why so bitter??? Why is everytime we talk you have to mention his fashion faux pas, I get it he can't dress, I also get that he's terrified of you, SO FOR FUCK'S SAKE YOU GOT THE GIRL SHE'S YOURS FOREVER AND ALWAYS!!!! Just because he was her amusement for about 5 minutes doesn't mean you have to continue the trash talking! Its been a year since they did, whatever they did! She loves you not him! MOVE ON!!!!!!!!!

"Yea, I'm getting married next week"

Ok, so enough with the puck bunny ish, agreed? Although I am pleased that the Sens have managed to school the leafs in hockey...yea I went there!!!

So the other day I was hit on by some Jamaican dude on a bike, can I tell you how its the second time in 2 months that I've been hit on by a Jamaican dude on a bike...a bike as in a bicycle not a motorcycle. ANWAYS bitch was sketchy as hell! I was really rude to him and he did not take the hint, because you know when a girl actually says "no you'll never have a chance" that's a sure sign that's she's into you and you should continue to harass her. After a while I couldn't understand what he was saying because his accent was so heavy, I just kept on saying "yea ok BYE!" over and over again, he got the hint eventually.

But really what gets my knickers in a twist that both douches patronized me! I'm not an idiot! I don't need to be taken care of,!I'm not some lovey dovey girl, who needs to be "loved all the time"(gag!!!)! I don't need you! I don't want you! I'd bathe in acid before I'd let you touch me! So fuck off!!!!!!

douche bags!!!!!

It's complicated

I'm having trouble concentrating on my readings. I have an assignment due on Friday and a test next week. I've started the studying ( have 2 1/2 chapters left) but my assignment remains untouched and last week I slept through my tutorial. O.M.G. what's wrong with me??? I was doing so well, why am I slipping already???

...I guess not all is lost, its only the 4th week of school and I'm only a week behind readings, I could be in a worse situation(and have been), so I guess I just need not freak out, meditate and just immerse myself in these readings,non?

Davida invited me to her birthday, I want to go BUT I'm not going to know anybody there and I don't have a bf to drag along with me (which I would so do!) to reduce the levels of awkward, so I honestly don't know if I'll go...did I mention all her friends have significant others??? who knew being single was such a rarity? ARGH!!!!




PS I'm totally going back to my puck bunny days, why do I find Dany Heatley sexually attractive, WHY???? his teeth aren't even real...but he's so fucking hot

The True Love Way

"and I'm still crazy when I see your face..."

Oh Caleb, let's get drunk off of moonshine, have sex, fight, have more sex, drink more moonshine and have even more sex! I'll live with you in your trailer when you eventually loose your mind!!!!!!!

When there's no more room in hell the dead will walk the earth

My last post was really random, non? Especially the title but here's where I got it from:

Wasn't that corny and kind of amazing?!?!? I love zombie movies, they scare the shit out of me and make me roll on the floor laughing all at the same time. I also have this theory that they say something about humanity but I can't figure it out, maybe that we're greedy mindless beings willing to kill, and consume just to survive...yea that's it! Zombies are a commentary on the average middle class westerner!

"You'll never get credit for my discoveries! Who's going to believe a talking head? Get a job in a sideshow!"

For a second I thought "maybe we could...hmmmm...NAH!" Back to reality, bitches!

So my sister works for the law firm that represents the NHLPA which means hook-ups for nhl tickets...preferably when The Leafs play The Penguins because of course we all know why I'd want to see the Penguins play...

or maybe this will convince you

He's such a dork, I love it! Oh yea he's a pretty OK hockey player, I guess...

Tuesday Confessional

DJ fuse @ the love parade


Dance/Trance/Euro is my greatest guilty pleasure! It's so good yet so bad, like chocolate at midnight, or an impulse buy that you know you're never going to wear/use more than twice and yet you have to have it and you just whip out your credit card and its done.

I just can't help but love it! It's so wrong its right! It must be the 6 minute intros or the dramatic vocals or the ridiculously cheesy lyrics because my god its amazingly horrible.

My name is Nicole and I love dance/trance/euro!!!!




PS whenever I play DDR2 I always dance to Motorcycle's 'as the rush comes', its too good guys, too good!!!


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From Toronto With Love

Yesterday I went to day 2 of the virgin music festival here in Toronto, and having been to the festival last year I must say that the first year was a hell of a lot better. Don't get me wrong, I had a good time yesterday, stars were fantastic, metric never disappoints, the killers were surprisingly good (Brandon Flowers pretentious as ever), the pumpkins were amazing but past their prime, I was just waaaaaaaaaay more excited last year. Why?

Probably because it was the first year, new and exciting; I got a VIP pass, and Wintersleep, my god Wintersleep!!! They played early on in the day and holy shit they just blew me away, and then that high that just carried on through the day. Later on in the day on the main stage Muse came on and holy shit, they were soooooooo good, I went on a trip, they put on an amazing show. The first year (on the first day at least) everybody was hitting their marks, and there was excitement in the crowd, everyone was feeling 'it', and it just felt so harmonious!

This year was a little different, probably because I knew what to expect and probably because I had no huge desire to see any of the bands. I liked many bands on the bill but none of them I actually HAD to see like last year. Plus my good friend Alice and I decided to go check out all the kiosks first instead of checking out the bands lower on the bill and on the lower stages, which surprisingly I don't regret. I got to spend some quality time with a good friend which trumps whatever random band was playing at 2pm.

Later on in the day we finally made our way over to the main stage in time for stars' performance, and from stars to the killers we were just lying down on the grass enjoying the music (because we were too far away to get a good view of the stage anyway). I had a really good time yesterday, it was chill, it was fun, it was relaxing. But still V-fest 2006 still tops 2007 because nothing beats the first time, NOTHING!!!

In the city

On my way to work yesterday some dude on the bus was fully checking me out which is all fine and well because you know that's bound to happen, if you see someone you find attractive you can't help but stare BUT bitch was with his girlfriend!!!

When we got on the bus he decided to sit right across from me, with is girlfriend in tow, and stare at me the whole 10 minute ride to the subway station!!! She was oblivious to his ogling because from what I gathered from her loud speaking (she was excited, ok? I'm not hating) it was her very first day of university and she found her psych class very interesting; she talked and talked about her prof and he would just answer with an "uh huh" and precede to stare at yours truly.

I usually don't have problems with dudes staring at me; if they're nasty or sketch I'll give them a dirty look and ignore them, if they're good looking I'll blush and try and not look in their direction but always end up looking at them regardless, but this guy was with his girlfriend. Does he not have any class??? I mean, I totally get that a guy's sex drive is completely different from that of a girls, that they check out other girls on a regular basis, but don't do it when your girlfriend is standing right there(and make it painfully obvious that you're doing so), its disrespectful to her and ultimately disrespectful to the girl you're checking out; 'cause you know he's a winner when his eye is wandering in the presence of his girlfriend...

and the best part was when the bus stopped at the subway, I got up and he got up really quickly and for a brief moment we were face to face, and of course Mr. Class decided this would be a good opportunity try and look down my shirt

...ugh I hope that chick dumps his sorry ass!