yourfriendsav asked: re: rash... could be stress hives. they come up looking like an allergic reaction. you've been crying (?) a lot and extremely stressed out to the point of panic and anxiety and your body is probably just showing it. you're gonna get something amazing soon. i know you're hearing this 50 times a day from people, but just know that there are people genuinely sending you positive vibes and will listen to/read you be upset. :) i'm rootin' for ya girl! something's gotta give soon.
This was a really nice thing to say. I’m so grateful for your kind words and good thoughts, Savannah.
Thank you. I mean it. xoxox
Yesterday, internet people called something I wrote “disgusting” and “harsh”… and today, my post is being referred to as ”witty, arty fun” that is “super cool” and “a joy to the eye, heart and brain”.
BACKSTREET’S BACK, BABY!
I spent a restorative afternoon in my crocheted Kosturova bikini sipping adult beverages on the grass at Kits Beach with a friend and her long-haired dachshund, Finnegan, smoking surreptitious bowls and watching some wacky fitness people with hot asses do couples stretching, and now I am eating chips and salsa.
If you circle all the words that are right with that sentence, you’ll get some serious spirograph art.
I will be doing that later. But my stepmom is probably doing something lunchy with my stepsister (she’s obviously the good child to my wicked one - j/k, but not really)… and I never want my grandma to be able to hear that I’ve been crying.
We beat the Blackhawks in overtime. That sentence barely encapsulates a cunthair of the jubilation that’s being felt in this city tonight.
So incredibly emosh right now. Best Game 7 (and most would agree, the best game in the 40 yr Canucks franchise) in as long as I can remember. When Burrows scored the game winner in OT, the entire Cambie Pub (packed like it hadn’t been since Olympic hockey) erupted in 30 straight minutes of mass euphoria, just like the moment Canada won Olympic hockey gold. (A lot of folks said this particular grudge match was almost like “City Olympics”). There’s a reason I keep saying it’s our year. It’s because it IS.
And everyone in Vancouver (including the team) knows it’s just going to get better. Never been more proud to be a Vancouverite.
And in case I forget to say this tomorrow, fuck you, Vince Vaughn.
HOW’S OUR ASS TASTE, BEANIE?
Sorry, guys. I really am a huuuge baby. But I’m going to stick with the original idea of putting my writing over on the Hezblog and leaving this place for the images and reblogs and shit. If you find that you dig my shtick, I invite you to follow both.