Dream girl, you're my fantasy

tentatively titled, I'm So Gay for Zooey, its Exhausting

I'm staying focused, living on nothing but ginger green tea and honey. Current work. I have no idea where I'm going with all of this; except that I'm drunk on cats, rainbows and women with nice bangs and low voices. Neat trivia: maybe coming to a coffee franchise near you! stay tuned friends.

My life is a cesspool of broken hopes and dreams


I'm an episode of Hoarders waiting to happen. Every time I come across something so breathtakingly beautiful I have to pause, shed a single tear, and reach for my wallet. Most of the time the object in question is complete garbage. Above are four greeting cards that jesus himself revealed to me in little portugal in a convenience store/religious kitsch paradise. Im not sure if jesus approves of the salacious content, but I'm sure his intention was that I take them off his hands. You're welcome Buddy.

i give up on science

This video eloquently expresses my true ambition in life where I transform into my power animal. I'm going to build a an alternate universe time machine where this happens instead of puberty.


delicious lunchtime

I made pasta salad with tons left over plus sweet potato basil mash, so yummy. To make this hot afternoon even more awesome, I'm watching the Obsessed/Intervention marathon in my bra.
Monday madness!!!!

I dream cats.


I just came home from a bangin' saturday night of looking at stuff on the internet with friends. NOT FUN: Lookbook.nu confirming all my insecurities by making me feel ashamed about a being a poorly dressed (& emphatically poor) twenty something north american nobody earning no paycheques in the creative profession(s) -as any self proclaimed interweb certified "something-ista" or otherwise.

FUN: those feelings of inferiority are easily squashed when you remember the rare and glorious diamond out there by the name of Ratemyboobs.org proving that democracy not only exists, but entertains.

On the subject of things that makes me happy:

My bad-taste/fellow bric-a-brac appreciator Melissa gave me this Pair from the belly of her italian aunt's reject surplus of religious ephemera. I cant figure out how they light up, so if you have any ideas please enLIGHTen me for this is truly an urgent matter.

I also found this outside the secretive Koreans only Kareoke fun bar on Isabella and Yonge some weeks ago. Also Italian, like all things amazing (1 half of Darren Rigo included).

Therefore science concludes that finding things, making things, and gawking at lopsided areolas spell bliss.


Clean work space!

I'm having a lot of fun playing with oils and making new friends with imaginary gap-toothed gingers


How I survived the Storm

I've started working on a gem of a painting to impress symon and lisa with. I got distracted when 16 and Pregnant came on. This afternoon has snowballed into nothing.


Where is your ambition?

Isn't she Lovely? 2009

Welcome to Orlando 2009

 I am a sufferer of unwanted, psychologically crippling weight gain. Good bye size 24, 25, and 26. You were all so glamourous and lovely, it has been a pleasure. 

I have been drawing a lot lately. In the coming days I want to wake up from this daze, catch up on Real World Cancun and do something sincere.