Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Who would YOU pick?



Question
Help answer this question below.

Who would you pick? A) Baby daddy & soul mate, but unfaithful and can't be trusted B) Unattractive guy who is perfect in every other way and worships you! C) Attractive guy who is immature and not long-term bf worthy D) Be single and lonely


Answers. Showing one answer.

  • by Jo_ 6 minutes ago

  • God this was tuff. It was extra hard for me too becuase I'm in the exact same position. With some minor diffrences. First of all, I would pick the baby daddy and soul mate, without question. Main reason is becuase its my sons daddy, and I think its importent to have the child be with his father. Also, a soul mate is a connection that transends space and time, so he could be with another woman and still be my soul mate, that dosent really matter to me or bother me, Ive had sex with other men.

    What gets complicated tho is B. I have a B. He's a very unattractive guy who is over twice my age (Im 23 he's 52). He's ugly and he is also my teacher. Im getting my GED and this B is my teacher and is in love with me. He's also the most genrous man Ive ever met, and he loves my son who he met at the daycare once. He's an amazing man with bad breah. And a terrible dresser! Id be so embarassed to choose him. I could never bring him home to my mom and brother, or my friends. We slep to gether once and it was actually quite good, I just held my breath mostly. But I did cum, and he pulled out, which I apprecated, (unlike my soul mate!). Anyways, so maybe Id pick B, butcause I love him too.

    BUT...there's more. I also have a C. Yes, that's right. C is a very attractive guy, a 10, who also has been after me a while. He's got a kid too, and is also a millionare. I met him thru my job. He's 33, and is a total jerk. But he buys me whatever I have ever asked for and more, and he also buys things for my son, and I'm also pregnent and he thinks its his (I dont know whos it is but I let him think its his) so he bought the fetus stuff too. And me stuff. He bought me a place to live close to my sons school. And my fetus has a crib and everything for when its born. HE's playful but a big jerk, he awnsers calls from girls all the time in front of me.

    I also have considerd D, but only for about a day. After a day I get too lonely and I call one of the men. I also have an D E F and maybe G but theyre not as close in the running for me to pick.

    Thanks, any input helps. I know noone's writen on here since 2009 but who knows.

Saturday, December 25, 2010

Christmas: An Anorexic's Account


I'm currently finishing up my second novel, called Christmas: An Anorexic's Account. Pretty happy with it, especially given that my goal was to have it done by Christmas and I never accomplish my goals. Here's the synopsis:

Meghan is a freshman at the state university and a newly formed anorexic who is visiting home for the holidays. This story follows her throughout the day as she sneakily tries to avoid breakfast, lunch, and dinner; while at the same time documenting the trials and tribulations she goes through with her family members and her long-term boyfriend. Meghan's mother is an ex anorexic and is suspicious of Meghan's anorexia. Megan's sister Wendy is jealous and overweight. Meghan's dad is clueless. Basically every anorexic family. 

Sorry it's such a short run-down - I'm not quite done it yet so I don't really know what happens at the end. I'm trying to target the teen market, so I had to make Meghan quite immature. For example, she goes so far as to suggestively delude her pervy uncle in order to make him her ally and do things like eat the food off her plate. This obviously creates a twisted triangle of tension between Meghan, her boyfriend, and Uncle David. 

Looking forward to having it done for 2011 :)

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Top Friends Incident 101220-000067

Hi Myspace,

I went to edit my top friends today and it told me I could only have 8 top friends. I used to have 40. Indeed, I went back to my profile and only my top 8 friends were listed. Thanks for your attention to this issue.
Alison


Thanks for contacting Myspace. You can only include 8 of your friends in the Top Friends list. 
If you want to swap up the order or put your best friends forward, follow these steps:
1. hover over My Stuff (in the upper nav bar) and click Friends 
2. click Top Friends (in the blue banner) 
3. click the X by your friend's profile picture to delete them from your Top Friends
4. hover over pictures of friends you want to add to your Top Friends, click the check box on the upper left, and click Add to Top Friends (just below the Top Friends box) 
Important stuff to know:
- you can add or remove friends from your Top Friends list anytime you like 
- randomize the order of your Top Friends but clicking the "Customize - Reorder your Top Friends by dragging them into place" radio button 
- set the order you want you your Top Friends to appear in by clicking the "Randomize - Changes every time your profile page refreshes" radio button

Sincerely,
The Myspace Support team

  • myspace1@mailca.custhelp.com Edit this addressRemove this address

RE: Top Friends [Incident: 101220-000067]


This upsets me tremendously. I have a rather severe case of OCD (obsessive compulsive disorder) and having 32 of my organized and meticulously thought-out top friends deleted has sent me into an extreme state of anxiety. I have called my doctor 6 times since the incident, (3 times in the past 24 hours) and will be admitted to the hospital tomorrow. Myspace was my anchor and a lot of what I lived for was in my profile. You guys have gone and blown that all away. I am in a near suicidal state now and that is why I am being admitted to the hospital.

Please consider changing the options your long-time members have in regards to their profiles.

From: myspace1@mailca.custhelp.com
Date: Mon, 20 Dec 2010 08:53:51 -0800
Subject: Top Friends [Incident: 101220-000067]
myspace

Monday, December 20, 2010

Grocery List Rage



New Years Resolution

to plant more grocery lists.


Sorry, Creeps


I tried to edit my top friends and Myspace deleted all of you from my top friends! I'm only allowed to have 8 top friends now. Is myspace on fucking crack? They've gone all benjamin button devolving by the day. Soon they'll be crawling up a a vagina to degestate in a womb. I hate them, I feel like they've been taken over by some controlling force. Sorry guys, I love you all and you'll always be in the top friends in my head.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Should I just fuck with Jodi?


If I get even one comment on this from a perv, I'll write Jodi an email begging for another chance to be a topless poker dealer.

Design your Downy

Hurry up, the chronological clock is ticking, there's not much time left.

http://www.downy.com/en-CA/designyourdowny.jspx

Monday, December 13, 2010

Yeah it did, it's called Bearback

Obviously written by a fundamentalist Christian man who's done it no other way.



My Fucksmas Decorations



This is what they comprise of. The potholders I just flip over, and the towel is up for half a year anyway.





For the nativity scene I might wrap baby Jesus in my jesus discharge panties, to represent the swaddling clothes that he wore in the manger. Jesus of christmas past and Jesus of present. And by present, I mean gift. And by gift, I mean discharge.

Friday, December 10, 2010

Jesus was in my vaginal discharge

A weeping jesus appeared on my panties... I'm so thankful I always check for patterns on my dirty underwear.

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Who Whore it better: Corpse



OR


This guy looked like a corpse without my glasses on

so I took a photo to see if the camera would capture the corpsiness of this Food network star.


He looks like a corpse. Actually he looks like the corpse from The Goonies.

Friday, December 3, 2010

At an Expensive Hotel...

Hmmmmmm, what to steal?

Okay.



Cinnamon stick it is. Only thing that will fit in my purse. 


I'll make a spiced chai tomorrow. Thanks Wedgewood Hotel. 



Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Telepathic Paying



I paid for my bar tab with telepathic money tonight. I feel like the bartender might have been upset at first, but it's all about karma, and the telepathic payment energy I sent him will benefit him in the end.

Monday, April 26, 2010

Recipe for Survivor

.. .. .. .. .. .. ....

1. Girl with short dark hair and giant tits

2. Black person

3. Good looking male bartender/actor with dumb eyes

4. Cute blond girl who has a loving platonic relationship with a nice older man

5. Nice older man

6. Loudmouthed obnoxious middle-aged barrel shaped bulldyke

7. Patrick Swayze look-alike

8. Old lady with southern accent and sun damage

9. Girl with brown hair who only wears it in braids

10. White catholic man who thinks he’s the tribe leader

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Lol, Remember Lloyd Banks?

Poor Ja Rule, too. I feel sorry for Ja Rule from back when 50 Cent started making fun of him. He was cool until then. Then he Disappeared.


Saturday, April 24, 2010

My Elevator

We could make out in my elevator. It smells like people's cooking and has fake wood paneling. There's no guarantee it won't break down, and it lasts 2 minutes.

I'm pretty sure you want that.


Thursday, April 22, 2010

That family that can't stop having kids

You're modest??? How are you modest? You have 19 kids! You're just as much an advertisement for sex as the red light district you hypocrites.

Monday, April 19, 2010

Something We All Did

Who didn't watch the Hitchhiker late at night as a young kid in order to catch some soft core porn?


Saturday, April 17, 2010

Andy Weaver

My English 100 instructor's name was Andy Weaver. Andy Weaver was a small bald man who I remember to have worn a fish necktie during the one or so class I attended. Andy Weaver sometimes talked about how he knew Tom Green growing up and how Tom Green was an ass. Andy Weaver assigned us to read 1. Dorian Gray by that famous guy and 2. something about cowboys by Michael Ondatje who wrote the English Patient (barf barf). I wonder about you, Andy Weaver. I wonder about you.

http://www.canlit-symposium.ca/past/2008/photos/readings/Andy%20Weaver.jpg


Friday, April 16, 2010

Monday, April 12, 2010

Parking Meter Twins

We're twins. We work together to make your have to parallel park and to collectively take your money and give it to the same entity.
We're parking meter twins.


http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GqoyC0wfFTE/SbVVSlzmfgI/AAAAAAAAAcA/55u7A6gH7U0/s400/800px-Parking_meter.jpg

Saturday, April 10, 2010

Corona!

Fine, I'll reply to loser posts instead

Summer support staff (Gastown)
We welcome boys and girls to apply for this position, 'cause were just cool that way... seeking someone with lots of smiles, witty remarks, and super style. You must be interested in amazing food and cocktails, great music, and be interested in learning more. This is an entry level position with room to grow. Have you always wanted to work somewhere where you get to just be yourself (even if your tattooed!), have great crew of people to work for and with, and have a brilliant chef serving great food that you can't wait to try? THAT'S US. Looking for someone outstanding to greet our guests, run our food, and stock our bar!

Seeking part and full time "Winstonites".

Please email your cover letter and resume to this address- we can't take resumes at the restaurant as we are way too busy right now....and the hiring manager's office is blocks away!

...ps. Can't wait to read those cover letters! Why ARE you our brilliant new hipster host or super support? What makes you so darn special?

...pps. No phone calls, please.



Hello my name is Sparkle and I would be interested in working for your cool amazing restuarant! I'v been told many many times I have super style and I like to ve bery well dressed when I go in to work that is importent to me.

I have one peircing only in non visual private place. I has worked on many many restuarants and given many smiles and has had smiles returned. I take tips in smiles, ha ha. I use cum as a hand lotion, ha haha! just kidding.

I got fierd once but that was because my boss was a bonkers.

I am looking foreword to mitting with you very very super cool people at your brilliant restuarant and becuming a part of you're team. Hers my resumae and photo
.

http://web.ard.de/galerie/bilderpool/kultur/20061204_cindy_sherman/cindy_5.jpg

Craigslist has blacklisted me!

Now I can't post fake listings on there anymore. What am I going to do for a hobby now?

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Let's not all pretend we drink Grey Goose vodka

Come ooooooonnnnnnn. I'll buy grey goose vodka when I can afford to buy grey goose vodka. Until then I'm somewhere in the mid range, a mediocre absolut or a stoli raz. I'll do russian prince if I have to do russian prince. It's not a matter of quality, it's a matter of doing what you need to do to get drunk. If we were all stranded on an island with only russian prince to sustain us, I'm pretty sure we'd all be damn happy with that. And when russian prince ran out we'd make our own from fermented rot.


Monday, April 5, 2010

Oh Not Again



Great, who's this? Who's this asshole? Really? 1 million views? Who? Why?

I'd rather watch porn. At least it's less offensive in the sense it is what it is.

Quick affirmation for this guy:
-There is enough room in this world for me and loser above
-My intention is for this loser above to continue to amuse people and make them laugh (?) while eternally expanding into his higher self (this lifetime)
-I hope this guy finds true love in whatever he's looking for (Justin Bieber)
-I hope loser above makes a lot of money so that he can retire to an island somewhere
-I wish for Dave Chappelle to come back

Now to counter that:

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Acid Rain?

What ever happened to acid rain? How come nobody ever talks about acid rain anymore? It was so big in elementary. Doing our projects on acid rain and the dangers of smoking. Now it's all tsunamis and global warming and crap like that.

Friday, April 2, 2010

Tilt-a-Whirl

I will be attending a parking lot carnival this weekend and will inevitably be riding on the Tilt-a-Whirl, a lot. Question is, what should I BRING on the tilt-a-whirl?

Scrambled eggs?
Liquid?
10,000 ducats?

I want something that will fly right out of my compartment and bounce everywhere and into people's faces and the carnies and stuff.

Rubber balls?
Springs?
A wig? Yeah I'll wear a wig that files off each time.

Maybe something that will make people think the ride is falling apart?

Ha ha.

Oh if there's a Zipper I could take suggestions for that too. All the rides, actually. Cookie, Gauthor57. What would you guys bring? I'm sure you've done this before. I'll ask my dad too. Hopefully they're playing some Classic rock on the rides! Nothing like that backwards cowgirl ride to ELO on the cr station.

Thursday, April 1, 2010

My New Novel

I finally finished my first novel. It's gonna be out this summer, it's called Confessions of a Shopliftaholic. I'll give you a little rundown.

Trisha, 24 years old and fresh out of university, isn't really sure about what to do with her degree or her life. When her friend Jennifer suggests they take a summer trip to the small Okanagan town of Osoyoos for a houseboating trek, Trisha unwillingly obliges. Things get interesting when the rest of their boat roomies turn out to be good looking 40-something men on a fishing trip from Montana. Trisha quickly finds herself stealing a box of condoms from the only convenience store in town.

For the rest of the summer, Trisha embarks on a daring game of shoplifting and dodging authorities that gets her higher and higher with every swipe. It doesn't help that her handsome suitor, Jareth Duncan, is a newly divorced and recovering shopliftaholic on the bend. They spend the summer sacking cosmetics, snacks, ice cream, even a car.

Things get complicated when Jareth tempts Trisha to cross the border with him -- on stolen visas.

Monday, March 29, 2010

He works 10 hrs a Day!

Well…since nobody has come up with the ingenious idea of making a Dean Koontz novel into a movie, I guess I'm going to rip that ticket and put it in my pocket and run with it all the way to fifth dimensional jackpot bonanza. Dragon Tears. 1995. Dean. Me. And the dog who smelled the farts.

Anybody know Dean's email?

Sunday, March 28, 2010

I Don't Have The TMZ Bracelet

I'm not in the club.

I go home for lunch, I don't have that critical window of lunch hour to gossip and actually be somebody. Sometimes I feel like when I come back from lunch, TMZ has made fun of me or talked about me with the other girls in the ring. She's so omnipresent, you know?

I don't wanna be on TMZ's bad list, so I won't say anything about her, to ANYBODY. Cause if I do, she might make everybody hate me, she's the post popular girl in class. For now I'll just settle for not having the bracelet and being a nobody.

I've got one friend, a journal, and a pack of open cigarettes I found in a field.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Hey Guess What, You're All Slaves

Hmm, how should we keep the people working like animals without them rioting and pitchforking and revolutionizing all over the place?
Oh I know, I know, we'll pay them a little chicken feed. Give them some chicken feed and tell them they're working, they're not slaving, and then they'll shut up and be happy to at least have a job. They'll spend all their time worrying about how they're gonna feed all those mouths than actually question what the hell is going on.


Next week: Hey Guess What, You're All Dumb

Hey Alison...


I'm your biggest fan


Tuesday, March 23, 2010

My New Standard For Comedy

Does it sound like something someone would say on Twitter?

...guess I'm back to writing long blogs again.



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PS

why didn’t Christine choose the Phantom?. She’s an idiot.

I can’t wait to go see ALW’s new The Phantoms of the Opera starring those Jabberwockies. She’s gotta choose at least ONE of them out of the 10.

Monday, March 22, 2010

How Scary Will This Day Be?

The day I say “damn I wish I was 37 because I am 42.” Five years difference. It’s like the difference between 22 “I’m the hottest thing on earth” compared to 27 “I’m not as shit hot as I thought I was” Oops I meant “27 I’m the hottest thing on earth” compared to “32 I’m not as shit hot as I thought I was” Oops I meant “32 I’m the hottest thing on earth” compared to 37” I’m not as shit hot as I thought I was.” Oops I meant “37 I’m the hottest thing on earth” compared to 42” I’m not as shit hot as I thought I was.” What?

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Bored #12

I don't know how the hell to fix a motherbored. I'll just buy a new computer.

Friday, March 19, 2010

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Bored #10

I'm Jon Mayer. I don't want you to hit your head on my headbored without my hand behind it during sex while I sing you a song in my queef voice.

Bored #9

Bulletin boreds forever and always have tons of information that I don't want to read.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Bored #8

Wedding trade shows are a smorgasbored of white things and gaggling pinheads.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Bored #7

Why would I want to cross over the boreder to Canada? Nothing happens there.

Friday, March 5, 2010

Wonder what will Happen When...

women start baring their breasts in public, legally, for say 10 years till it becomes no big deal to see a woman in our society topless...then what will happen? Will we go get labia implants? Maybe. But maybe it will become more "in" to have smaller labes - to get labal reductions. My prediction is..............Bigger labes. Guys will love that shit when tits don't matter. Long, boisterous labilicious labes.

Predictionnnnnnnsssss.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Water Nymphs

It's not nymphomaniacs in water, guys.
Don't know who got it wrong - the people translating or the people writing it.

http://quizilla.teennick.com/user_images/M/MY/MYS/Mysticalstar132/1153509482_tureswater.JPG

This (above) is not a water nymph. This is someone(s) who is trying to impress/satisfy a man through sex. Or get paid. This should just be a picture of her sexually worshiping and lapping through the waves of money, cause that's what she wants.
Obviously drawn by a man.

http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs40/f/2009/032/1/6/Water_Nymph_by_Drezdany.jpg

That's porn.

Porn. Porn. (use your imagination or google image)

Someone who's a water nymph, not a porn star, not a sex addict, loves sex but is just a little bit more in love with the water than she is with sex. It's a close call, but she loves water a little bit more. She wants them both, but she would choose the water over the sex. Sex - water = nothing. Water - sex = sexy. She's a water nymph. She's not a sex slave.


http://mobile.carnivaltribe.com/images/Gallery/Water%20Nymph%201.jpg

CALYPSO!!!

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Don't Fuck Up This One

Gooooooooddddddddd. Better not sip this drink over the keyboard of this new laptop. Don't want to FUCK UP THIS ONE like I did the other one. Not with my water sip. Or my elbow kneel. I'd hate to be irresponsible and have a computer destroy itself because it can't handle a bit of universal cleanser.

Monday, March 1, 2010

Mel Gibson

What’s with Mel Gibson and his creepy energy lately? Creepy McCreeperson McGinty. He’s so schizotypal PD. He reminds me of the basketball star in high school who moved on to become a real estate agent with shifty eyes and a billboard on Calgary Trail.


http://thezaz.nationallampoon.com/files/2009/06/mel-gibson.jpg

Monday, February 1, 2010

I Miss 2001 and Gisele


Gisele and her hunchy back and her star tattoo
Miss ya girl
You’re my favorite supermodel
Nazis, aliens, football player who cares.
Did you get stabbed in the arm – what is that scar from?
I feel like you were my mom in another life (maybe)



Way to channel your fuckin higher self on the runway Gisele.


Early 2000s Forever.

Sunday, January 31, 2010

Monday, January 25, 2010

Just Let the girl be Skinny

God. She’s got nothing else going for her, she lost in the looks department and the intelligence department and the fame department and the originality department. Just give her her 90 pounds of glory and don’t worry about her health. It’s probably just as bad as yours.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

The Holy Grial & Shrooms

The biggest stretch of historic christian allegory...CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP.

Monday, January 18, 2010

Coquitlam Backyards

Modification:

Coquitlam's got murderers n' bears OR, more specifically, if you are in my sister's backyard, Coquitlam has got criminals n' bobcats.*

Exercise caution when you are in Coquitlam backyards. There's criminals n' bobcats.


*Not as threatening

Sites that get Frequent Visits from Me

Sites that get Frequent Visits from Me
www.fa.com
www.hot.com
www.gm.com

Hey Fa, "Hot" and GM...
You can all minus 20 hits from your website count per year as my accidental contribution to your popularity that will go nowhere. I get to your site because my computer's too dumb to click things properly in the dropdown.

I don't want to use Fa shower products, worship Obama, or buy a GM vehicle.

Friday, January 15, 2010

CASH FOR GOLD

NOOOOOOOOOO. Don't do it. Stop, don't go to Money Mart.

1. Why are there all of a sudden a million ads on tv/everywhere trying to get your heirloom junk and other gold pieces?
A - Because when the economy crashes in a few short months, paper money will hold no value and they are predicting that we will go back to gold as the measure of value

2. Why is gold valuable in the first place?
A - Gold is precious for many reasons. Dating way back to ancient times, gold was used as a conductor to help open vortices and stargates. They're building a huge stargate that is going to let all the monsters in. You can believe that or you don't have to. If that's too harsh you can believe they're building some kind of technology with this crazy metal that will help them get to a different galaxy when all the monsters come out from the lava in the earth. Or whatever.

3. Seriously. Read about it. Philadelphia experiment. Monsters come from other portholes. Why were we so into portholes and monsters when we were kids?
A - BECAUSE WE KNEW WHAT THE FUCK WAS GOING ON. We were still connected as children and inherently had an interest in the things that would gives the answers today of why they want our gold.

Don't give them your gold. Wear it instead. See what happens. Wear grandma's old ring around your neck. See what energy shifts happen for you while you wear it. Hold on to your power. Prove me wrong.


Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Dear Tall Drink

I really liked you a lot.
I just can’t be a pizza wife.

Love,
Girl who always winked at you at the bar

Thursday, January 7, 2010

While I'm on that Note...

. .. .. .. .. .. Fuck you, Hilton, you don’t care about the salt in our soups or the calcium crusted in our veins. You’re just an actor in a commercial supported by a corny voiceover. Fuck you, Campbells Soup, and fuck you Hilton.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

DOWNY




eah. So when did Downy hire the person who's been doing advertising for Astroglide for the past 20 years? Or are they trying to convey to shoppers that fabric softener is the next lube. Cause what the FUCK is with these ads. Really? REALLY?

Because Downy--- your new bottles look like--- your new ADs --- look like LUBE. ahr har har har har har har har har har. But you did that on purpose? What? Are you, Downy? or are you Glidey? Or Lubey? Or Slickey? Or Softey?

Maybe communicate to your consumers if you are downy soft, or slickey hard, or what. Cause we're getting confused over here, Downy. We don't know whether to awash you in our babies' fleecies or our dicks n vaggies. So -- WHat the fuck.

Spice Blossom Dare?? What the hell is that?? Fuck off. It's so Cosmo meets Wet. It's like 30 middle aged people in a board room came up with that. Is it just me?!?! What the hell happened to "Original Scent", or "Tropical Breeze"...

I don't believe in Opposites Attract

. .. .. .. .. .. .... Look, I just want to commonlaw the male version of me, okay? So you all who are different, who don’t look like me or talk like me or act like me or think like me – you all can just go back to your porn. If you’re a guy who is my twin, basically, then go ahead and send me a myspace message, I’m sure I’ll get back to you.

Monday, January 4, 2010

Oh, Wow...



Woah, this will go perfectly with those electronic shits I keep hearing about. Instead of having a real shit you can have an e-shit that won’t clog the toilet or make the water supply turbid anymore. We won't need bathrooms. You won't need to suck your ciggy in the B room or crap a crap in the B room anymore. I'm so happy for the world.


No more poops n no more cigs.

Sunday, January 3, 2010

My POF Account

Send me a message. Come say "Hey"


http://www.plentyoffish.com/viewprofile.aspx?profile_id=17136290

Hey Dad...

Remember when you let me borrow the pressure washer to take to Calgary to film a sketch with? July 2009. yeah I used it on my twat. Not the car.