HAPPY NEW YEAR'S EVE.

CRYING UP IN NO TIME.

Current mood. The epitome of loneliness.

Put on your smiles.

Don't let the tears smudge your make up.

I DON'T FUCK WITH SCUM BAGS.

So goodbye scum bag, goodbye.

AT LEAST WE DIED TOGETHER, THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT.

I had a dream last night you gave me a ring with a fucking castle on it..

She ain't got no soul, she ain't got no heart. Love will stunt your growth.
Love will make it hard to stay sober. So hard to stay sober.

I'mma be fine anyway.
I'mma be cool.
I'mma keep calm.
I'mma be right anyway.
Better than you, better than her.
I'mma be on anyway.

Blonde botch in the buildin'

I've tried every hair color in the world except this one. *nervous laughter*

Just a rebel, looking for a place to be.

JONES

I wanted to add this gem to the list as well, but it was so lovely, I thought it deserved its' own post.

HEY GUYS.

I've been in a real weird place lately. Now, being in a weird place hasn't been so bad. For instance, it's helped me to discover some really wonderful tracks that are really fitting with my mood. You know when people fuck you over and lie to you?! You know when you just want to cry for no reason?! You know when you feel lonely in a room full of people?! Well, there's a song for that! I have a bunch of songs that gave me chills after the jump.

AMBIVALENCE.

"When a girl is skinny, and calls you late at night, and you glance at the calendar, and it is four days before you are scheduled to get married, and the girl you are marrying is not the skinny girl but another girl, a girl who has already departed for the city where your wedding is to be held, it is your job, most probably, to hang up the phone. When you do not hang up the phone, you have not done your job. When you invite that skinny girl to your apartment, and then you jump into the shower so that you will be clean, taking special trouble to wash the parts that matter, and then you mess up your hair so that you will look as though you haven’t gone to any special trouble, then you are doing another job entirely."

- Ben Greenman; Ambivalence

NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS.

SHIA LABEOUF BY ROB CANTOR

MIND MY WiCKED WORDS.

A while back I posted the Glass Animals' song, "Gooey". Amazing band, amazing song.. and tonight I found this video of the same song, live. Ugh, gush gush gush. This song just gives me the best chills.

GIRLS, GUYS AND GUILT.

I see him from time to time, at concerts, at bars. We run into each other. We give each other a hug, a more-than-2-second-hug. We laugh and discuss music, art parties, and new food joints. He looks great and maybe we dance a little. Maybe we text sometimes, maybe we see movies together, we thrift shop together or end up in the same neighborhood and use each other for a recovery couch on drunken nights.

WE HAVE NEVER HOOKED UP. There is this whole "girls can't be friends with guys" religion that almost everyone seems to be joining. I treat that shit like a cult. I have very much so, fallen for my male friends and they have become boyfriends. Or, I have had male friends fall for me. So, I can see the view behind the opposite sex friends never working theory.. but truth.. it isn't always like that. We need to learn to read the differences, or we'll have strict rules and we'll be scared of who our special someone talks to. Grilling every girl/guy that hugs your mate is stressful. Take your jealousy pants off for a second. If you're in a relationship, and it's great, it will stay great. If it isn't, it's equally as much of the partner as it is the outsider.

If we forever judge our significant other's body language and mistake it for something it isn't, we're looking for trouble that isn't there.

I'm not attracted to any one of my male friends right now. Do I find them good-looking? Oh, yeah. Fuck, yeah. They're gorgeous. Hitting the sack with any of the dudes in my life right now is so far out of my mind, I couldn't even imagine it.

Take those eyes somewhere else, girl. We're just friends.

CALLIN TO YOU.

JUST IN CASE YOU FORGOT..

CATCALL VIDEO QUICK BLURB.

In case you haven't seen the video:



Now, watch this:


OKAY. Now let's discuss. First things first, WHAT IS THIS MAN EVEN SAYING?! Never, ever, has a catcall boosted my self-esteem. Catcalls have made me feel dirty and degraded though, and THAT's what catcalling is. Saying women should "carry a gun", or "carry mace", is RIDICULOUS. Tell me how that is different than "don't get raped" and "don't rape". Everyone should treat everyone with respect. That is it. No question. It shouldn't have to be questioned. Has a relationship ever begun from a catcall? Find me one. If you are truly interested in a female, do something less gross, please. We love non-gross things. That's it, that's my guide to woo a female: do something that isn't gross.

#bye

LOVELY WINNIPEG, LOVELY CANADIANS, LOVELY CANADA.

BETWEEN TWO FERNS: BRAD PITT

Between Two Ferns with Zach Galifianakis: Brad Pitt from Zach Galifianakis

BLUNDSTONE

I had breakfast the other day and I noticed that about 15 of the 20 females who walked in the door were wearing the exact same pair of boots. Bf was all "They're Blundstone". They're what?!
They're the new Uggs! They're the new basic! They're the new new! They're on every girl walking around the city.

What is so great about these boots?! And why does every girl have them?! Have I missed this memo?! I'm so turned off by them, solely (hehe) because THEY ARE EVERYWHERE.

FKA Twigs x Google Glass

Ugh. She is just the raddest. She directed this bad boy too. So ya. I know. She's the jump off. Love her.

Sorry.

I keep saying I'm sorry when I have nothing to be sorry for
Ignoring the sorry's coming at me from all kinds of wars
My whole heart's at shore - trying to swim;
but I can't win, only sink, breath thin
Getting texts with a yellow faced grin
Yellow face but no face telling me how to feel
Cigarettes as meals
Whole world stands still
Trying to breathe, can't find my feet
While my best friend's in Houston running for her soul
Running for answers and sunshine, running for whole
-self, I can't help -
and that's the roughest
When your world's the toughest and you can't reach
Can't sleep, can't eat
Just sink - deep
Listening to music in crowded rooms
Hoping someone hears me soon
They're all talking, all dancing, all full
Off Thanksgiving meals and booze and I pull
Pull them near, pull them close
so the ghost
of yesterday isn't my today
because my today is right now
Show me how
oh please, show me how to swim
so the yellow face grin
is more recognizable, more true
more Botch, more me, more you
No more I'm sorry's, when they're phony, we need air
So we go outside for a cigarette and solitude
Guy hits on you and it's kinda rude
So we run back to the room of crowded faces
Such crowded places
But no yellow faces
So she sits, sits by the dj for her comfort spaces
Amazing how big this maze is
But it feels okay to be lost because lost isn't apologetic, lost isn't sorry
Lost isn't the end or phony, it's real time, to this feeling story
So breathe. Tread. Swim.
Dig. Deep. In.
Breathe. Tread. Swim.
Dig. Deep. Win.

LOST AND LOVED.

YOU GOTTA LOVE HARD.

Breathe, and love hard.

OH HI, HERE'S A SONG THAT SOUNDS GOOD AND HITS YA IN THE FEELS.

Gonna listen to this forever now, bye.

I DON'T WANNA WRITE.

I don't want to write.

I don't want to have to say the things about the things and the stuff and thing and then do it.

I just want to not and sleep and nap and cuddle and it's cold and why.

I don't want to get mean text messages or cry or be pregnant.

I want to be pregnant one day but not now because puppies are hard.

I don't want to file things or organize or yell at students.

I just want to smell my boyfriend and be happy and eat pizza.

I don't want to pay bills or people or things that's dumb.

I just want to buy expensive shit that looks good and feels good.

I don't want to be materialistic though and don't want to flex like I'm somebody.

I just want to be a nobody in the corner where it's dark to listen to rap.

I don't want my Texas pal to hurt or be alone.

I just want her to be held and hugged and loved and special.

I don't want to blog right now.

I just want to Netflix and I don't want to laundry but I am because you must try or you'll smell bad and don't do that.

Love,

Me

UGGGHHHH!!!

WHAT ARE YOU EVEN SAYING?! Save your city and please don't vote for this lady.

SAY YA BETTER BE READY CLOWN..

This is the kind of gritty I'm feeling right now. Happy Throwback Thursday. It's been awhile. Hope we're all well.

WE ARE THE RECKLESS.

Thanks for this one, Kallz. So painfully beautiful.

IN A, IN A DEEP SLEEP.

TAKE ME, TAKE ME DOWNTOWN. Tonight, I want to forget. I want lights to blind me. I want beer, want to disappear.

Oh, oh dj, ease my mind, will you. Play that song again, 'cause we were in love before, before the rain began and if I cry over my ears.. A foreign hand, and runaway horses, restless doubt heart, in a vision. I did not see, see it coming. Now it's in my blood.

CHOCOLATE FLAVOR LOVE THEME.

Let me give you what you'd like. I can make your mouth run dry. Drink me like a liquor, c'mon and dip your dipper, show me what you're here for, guy.

"IF YOU'RE A CHESS PIECE, YOU'RE A QUEEN."

- PERLA QUINTANA.

WANNA TAKE A CHANCE

COFFEE.

UNF.

SHE'S ALRIGHT. SHE'S ALRIGHT.

She's a super creep, super creep, she's super creepy. Everybody sang. She's a very special giiirrrlllll..

GOODNIGHT.

This.

This is the feeling he gives me when we're laying in bed and his fingers comb my hair and the air around us is filled with the scent of cologne I got him. This is the feeling he gives me when I'm being stubborn and he tells me I'm pretty and that he loves me to erase all negativity. This is the feeling he gives me when we're watching Netflix and we laugh at the same time. This is the feeling he gives me when he brings me pizza and tucks me in. This is the feeling he gives me when we're together, this.

DASHBOARD CONFESSIONAL.

Hey guys, remember this guy?! He sends his hello's, and well wishes, let's send him ours.

Goodnight and good luck.

:)

Death cab.

HEARTLESS.

Is there something to hold on to? Is there some kind of resolution? If these are the last days, why don't we spend it together?

AUSTRA

I GOT TOLD TODAY.

I was entering the square when a guy on crutches was exiting. I hesitated to grab the door for him and in that brief moment of hesitation, he looked like he had it handled. Then he said, "That's okay, I wasn't expecting you to hold the door for me anyways!". In that moment, I turned red and pleaded, "I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! Sorry!". Boy, did that sentence make me feel like a chump. I felt awful. He really took my insides and sculpted them into balloon animals of guilt and shame. I felt like the worst person in the world. Still do. Kinda deserve it for half thinking, half rushing. I was a douche today. So douchey.

Got told today. Got told.

PUPPY ILA.

Puppy Ila was brought to the vet with the PARVO virus in critical condition :(

She has been admitted and is required to stay there until who knows how long and I'm stuck being sad, worrying my life away. PLEASE get your puppies vaccinated.. not only does this virus completely destroy the insides of our best friends, killing many, but the treatment is ridiculously expensive. I have spent $1800 so far, and my vet bill keeps rising. And even though Ila was vaccinated, she was still susceptible until her third booster and she unfortunately got the PARVO virus before her booster :( WHY WORLD WHY!

Hang in there puppy cakes! Momma and Esco won't quit on you!

NEW BEAT JUNKIES SAMPLER!

If your weekend's gone sour like mine has, why not let some tunes make it better?!

The Beat Junkies have released a new Sampler (CLICK HERE!) and it is great. Go ahead and get the last of your summer on! All about that Marlena Shaw sample!

GET 'EM DADDY.

This is my favorite Cam song, ever. EEEEEEEPPPPPP!!!!!

KILLA CAM SEASON.

Killa cam, blam blam, thank you ma'am. Used to cook green eggs, don't fuck wit ham. Made it to the city-witty. Winni-Winni. Keep my cape on, cape committee. Sing songs at times. Whole lotta lines. Keep rhymes and rhymes, okay fines. Say okay bye. Ha-Ha.


Public Service Announcement: The above lyrics have never been rapped by Cam'ron or his affiliates to the knowledge of Vocabulary Spills. Vocabulary Spills fully hears every Diplomat song to the tune of the above because, don't you? .. but fully loves Cam'ron and all of his purple capes 100%. She only wishes she could rap.


CAM CAM CAM CAM.

PRINCIPLES.

EVERYTHING IS PURPLE.

LORDE!

Anyone who doesn't like Lorde needs to re-check themselves. THIS GIRL IS 17! 17!

SO MUCH WOW..

I have three students right now. I'm working all the time! My puppy is a real wild one. I'd love a beer right now. I have not shaved my legs in two weeks. I spent my entire bank account. Money comes and money goes. In the upcoming week I am going to see Beyonce, Jay-Z, Duke Dumont, Childish Gambino, Chromeo, Joey Bada$$, Danny Brown, Faim, CHVRCHES, Lorde, Lykke Li, J. Cole, Shlomo, Arctic Monkeys, Outkast AND I'M ONLY NAMING THIS MANY SO YOU CAN BE JEALOUS OF THE LIFE I LIVE~! Okay, sorry. That's only half true. I'm just excited because I really love music a lot. I know everybody "likes" music.. but I seriously will dedicate my life to music. Music before any man! Music is actually how I met my man. SO THEREFORE, music brings love, music is love. What am I saying, I'm hungry. Just wanna be in the sunshine already with some favorite musicians, and stuff byyyeeee.

I THINK WE ALL ADDICTED.

Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stank. I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it's dank. I miss my cocoa butter kisses, I miss my cocoa butter kisses.

:)

HE PUTS A SPELL ON ME.

Mahaut Mondino! :) I searched her on Wiki to find out she is Paris born and creates music for Yves Saint Laurent. I know right! The world is a better place!

OSHEAGA IS 13 DAYS AWAY

I've never listened to Travis Scott, but this song is called Quintana and also, Rambo. I had to post it.

IT'S ALL OKAY.

Don't forget Modest Mouse, don't. Just don't do it.

SAID SHE WASN'T GOING BUT SHE WENT STILL..

Man this song was like.. summer 2007 by far. I ADORED THIS SONG. So, sorry for that summer I played this song over and over, jk not sorry.

I CAN'T HELP BUT LOSE MY TEMPER AND I DON'T KNOW WHY..

I ain't wid it.

SO MUCH TROUBLE ON MY MIND..

1, 2, 1, 2, 3..

This is my favorite Outkast song of all time. ALSO ONE OF THE BEST VIDEOS TO EVER ENTER THE WORLD. Like, purple grass, hello. If you wanna be my fave DJ, play this. It'll be a wrap. I'll love you stupidly.

AT ALL.

I've never listened to Kaytranada. Have I been missing out?! The answer is YES. Oh boy, oh boy, this one is a gooder, folks. Enjoy!

JOEY BADA$$

A friend of mine asked me what I thought of Joey like a year ago, and I was all, "Who?!". I didn't listen to him right away, regretfully. Dude is phenom, and I GET TO SEE HIM IN 20 DAYS.

VICE: ABORIGINAL GANGS IN WINNIPEG

DON'T BE MAD 'CUZ I'M DOIN' ME BETTER THAN YOU DOIN YOU..

Are you eatin though?

YOU SHOULD STAY

I can't remember where I first heard Henry Krinkle, it MAY have been an Owen Smith mix? (Help, did he throw this on somewhere?!) I haven't heard any other songs from him/them(?)/her beyond this one. I also clearly do not know if this is a single dj, duo, group or animal.. HOWEVER, super summer in the grass and hot nights, yeah? Sweaty bodies pressed up against each other dancing and the world revolving so slowly that you almost lose balance in your summer dizziness daze of SUCH AN AMAZING MAKE OUT SONG.

Here's another remix, because Osheaga deserves all remixes:


Osheaga!

BLUE AND SOME SMIRKS.

A real jerk.

MOUTHFUL OF DIAMONDS.

This is the first Phantogram song I ever heard, and I was instantly hooked. My cousin Donivin sent me the link with a message like, "LISTEN TO THIS NOW BECAUSE YOU WILL LOVE THEM". Well, he was right. Osheaga will be my first time seeing them live. EXCITE. I'll try and post an Osheaga song every day from now until the day of the festival. Y'all know me, never following through with my blog promises, BUT WHO KNOWS, COME BACK AND SEE IF I DO OR DON'T WHAT'S HAPPENING WHY DO YOU DO THAT WHATEVERRRRR

..got a mouthful of diamonds, and a pocket full of secrets

ROB CANTOR

XXYYXX - ZYGOTE

XXYYXX does it again.

TODAY IS PERLA'S BIRTHDAY!

.. and she's the best.

HEY CANADA, I LOVE YOU.

It ain't easy being green.

Seawitch game proper.

I haven't slept in a really long time.

I haven't watched much FIFA.

My friends rule.

Wu-tang and Juss Blaze.

Things happened.

My hair's a mess. It's also green.

We're all a bunch of weirdos.

Hoop it Up. 3 on 3.

Rain rain rain.

Montreal in a month.

Been walking everywhere.

Giving no fucks.

Booze.

LINDA HONEY LOOK, LISTEN.

In news: I'm approaching a year long at my big girl grown up job. A year ago I was 6 months without money. Living off savings and a part time job. Student loans out the woozah.. fast forward to now. Vacations with my best friends, renovations, and not living pay check to pay check. I DIDN'T THINK THAT WAS POSSIBLE. I still bust my bum though. I've always been a hard worker, never taking breaks or lunches, and I don't know if I'll ever lose that, but I hope to find an appropriate balance. I've started a charity with my sister, and we're watching it grow into a little bundle of amazing. I've passed tests, paid debts. I'm nicer, I'm still blunt, but I'm nicer to ladies and gents I once had feuds with. I've forgiven many. I've said goodbye to a few. I've cried and made bad choices. I've found love and lost love.
In a month I am reconnecting with one of the most beautiful souls to ever step into my life. I've learned a lot, grown a lot, dyed my hair a lot, slept a lot, been sick, been sad, been happy and shrugged times off. I've been selfish, and I've been thoughtful, and I've lied.. but whatever I have done, I have tried, and worked extremely hard for it.

I'm not the best, I'm not my best, and I'm not sure anyone ever reaches there. However I believe that I'm becoming astute, and the only way to achieve that is by continuing to push.

Today was a horrible day. So I'm sitting here, conjuring up all of the things that are wonderful. I'm a better friend. I'm late less. Oh, I have the best fucking music taste in the world.

Yeah. You don't have to grab too much good, as long as you grab a little every day. Trying to learn to be a little more thankful.

Oh, except for you. I still hate you. BYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

"I believe in science. I believe in evolution. I believe in Nate Silver, and Neil deGrasse Tyson, and Christopher Hitchens, although I do admit he could be kind of an asshole. I cannot get behind some Supreme Being who weighs in on the Tony awards while a million people get hacked by machetes. I don’t believe a billion Indians are going to hell. I don’t think that we get cancer to learn life lessons. And I don’t believe people die young because God needs another angel. I think it’s just bullshit, and on some level, I think we all know that."

- PIPER CHAPMAN (Orange is the New Black)

I'M REALLY, REALLY, REALLY FUCKING SICK.

I had strep throat over the weekend, and just when I thought I was in the clear, I caught something viral. Fever. Headache. Congestion. A lovely lady at work took a listen to my chest and I only had a slight wheeze. Took my temperature and it was only 36.6, but I felt awful. Then I came home and fell apart. I went for soup with my mom and finished about a third of it because my appetite disappeared. After dinner I came home and took two sinus pills. Which takes me to now, moments after I puked out udon noodle soup, OUT OF MY NOSE. Have you ever puked udon noodles out of your nose?! Best. Time. Ever. Blowing your nose and having green onions come out like I'm some sort of overworked-just-got-a-divorce superhero.
This is the worst. Do I have to take two new pills now?! I feel like I get sick A LOT. That, or I talk about it a lot so it makes it seem like I'm always sick. Whatever. I'm sick right now, shut up. Stop talking. I took two more pills.
It's crazy to think of how repairable the human body is yet at the same time, so fragile. All these tiny wires and fragments and compartments and twists and turns.. all to throw some noodle down your snot chute. Fuck, that hurt. Worst wire cross, ever.
I feel so defeated. You always forget how bad being sick is until you reach the point again and then you're all, "Oh yeah! This was the worst time ever! Why did I ever think it was just video games and juice time?!".

I took the nighttime pills instead of the daytime. I need the extra hours to redirect some noodles.

MEGA AWESOME ALERT!

GEORGE JUNG.

George Jung was released from prison today at the age of 71. George is also known as the inspiration to the movie, "Blow", and completed an (almost) 20 year sentence. He's infamous for importing 89% (said to) of Cocaine to the US during the 70s-80s, and trafficking for Pablo Escobar, but if you haven't seen the movie...

(via Musictimes)

A FRIEND INDEED, COME BUILD ME UP. COME SHED YOUR LIGHT, IT MAKES ME SHINE. YOU GET THE MESSAGE, DON'T YOU EVER FORGET IT. LET'S LAUGH AND CRY UNTIL WE DIE.

If it wasn't for you, I'd be alone.

GROSS.

This guy sure sucks a bunch. Take the time to sign the petition to stop this man's nonsense, HERE

OH HEY GUYS!

I have strep throat. It's cool though because I'm happy. Here's half the reason why:

Love to the manfriend for making every song a music video. He just takes me there sometimes without even trying. If it wasn't for you, I'd be alone.

MR TWIN SISTER - OUT OF THE DARK

Um. Whoa. How great and creepzilla sexy is this one?! Dance on folks, it's Tuesday for crying out loud.

THE SHIT I'M DOING THIS YEAR? INSANITY.

I'm cold as fuck right now, how about you?

MY NEXT MUSICAL ADVENTURE..

After Beyonce, Atmosphere, Jay-Z, Wu-Tang, and John Legend of course.

My life is music. Music is life.

PFT.

Whatever man, I party a lot, get used to it.

Work hard, play hard.

ORANGE IS THE NEW BLACK.

I CAN'T WAIT FOR ORANGE IS THE NEW BLACK I JUST CAN'T AND HAVE BEEN WATCHING THE LAST SEASON ON REPEAT.

Oh, also I'm working like a mad woman, organizing parties and websites and making money and spending it and eating pizza and guzzling beers and getting fat and so busy and crying and laughing and loving and letting my room become a disaster but what else is new right.

THERE'S A THIEF OUT..

Shining like diamonds in a rocky world.

EMILY LETTS

Watch this video of Emily Letts being absolutely amazing.

I DON'T BELIEVE IN GOD.

One day when I was still very young, I asked my father about his parents. I knew my maternal grandparents intimately, but I wanted to know why I had never met his parents.

“Because they died,” he said wistfully.

“Will you ever see them again?” I asked.

He considered his answer carefully. Finally, he said that there was nothing he would like more in the world than to see his mother and father again, but that he had no reason — and no evidence — to support the idea of an afterlife, so he couldn’t give in to the temptation.

“Why?”

Then he told me, very tenderly, that it can be dangerous to believe things just because you want them to be true. You can get tricked if you don’t question yourself and others, especially people in a position of authority. He told me that anything that’s truly real can stand up to scrutiny.

(nymag.com - "My Dad and the Cosmos")

I didn't always "not" believe in God. I grew up in a Roman Catholic home. My mom taught me to pray every night and I received bibles for Christmas and birthdays. I believed them. I believed in what my parents said, because my parents were right. Nothing, regardless of how mystical or fairy tale ever seemed like it could be fiction. It wasn't until high school, yes high school (took me a while), that I really started questioning things. When I actually read the bible.. and books on Egypt.. and books on the Incas.. and so on. That's when absolutely nothing made sense. AND I HID IT. I felt almost ashamed to not believe in God.
I remember the day I realized Santa wasn't real. I just knew. I knew that the idea of Santa was impossible, well at least on the evidence I held. I was about 10 years old. Realizing Santa wasn't real, made the toothfairy not real.. which made the Easter bunny not real.. and then years later, made God not real.

Now. I believe in stars. I believe in Science. I didn't "choose" not to believe in God, I mean there are some days where I wish I still did, but if God were to exist, I'd expect Santa to be right behind him.

So, if ever you'd like to have a conversation about religion, atheism, or science, and NOT yell at each other. I'm open for discussion!

BE.

BE BRAVE. BE BOLD.

Do not babysit. Take care of yourself. If one isn't helping you, they do not see your helping hand. MOVE. MAKE MOVES. Grind. PUSH. Push until everything you've wanted in the past year is yours and then PUSH HARDER. Never let anyone know how much money is in your bank account. If anyone goes through your phone without permission, let them go. Learn to trust. Learn that mistakes are okay. It's okay to grieve. It is okay to cry. Pain is real, and must be felt. It makes us human. Be mature. Don't be jealous. Be thoughtful. Never ask where it is, look first. Take things apart. Listen more, talk about yourself less. Take care of animals. Accept weirdos. Wear something you're afraid to. Shine more. Stand up for yourself. Teach yourself something new. Never stop learning. Never stop exploring. Work as hard as you can at work, but play as hard as you can at play. Learn to do both. Don't let anyone judge your choices if they are not hurting yourself or others. Cut your hair. Dye your hair. Smell roses. Buy someone flowers. Be organized. Ask questions. Read more. Don't show off. Don't brag. Don't be arrogant. Remember where you came from. Respect your elders. Be kind and gentle. Be honest. Be sociable. Watch your tone. Change your mannerisms to suit situations. Laugh louder. Take chances. Dance. Love.

Be yours. Be mine. Be wonderful. Be everything that is charming, electric, spontaneous, and wholesome. Be every great day, to help get past every bad.

DAD AND GOOD DEEDS DAY.

Tomorrow marks 19 years in my dad's passing. To celebrate the superman that touched the lives of many, I am leaving a sneak attack sack of kindness in a lower income neighborhood. My good deeds day bag couldn't have come at a better time!

What's included:
4 rolls of toilet paper
Package of facial tissue (8)
1 box of tea
2 bottles of water
Canned chili
Granola bars
Juice boxes
2 toothbrushes
Shampoo and conditioner
4 memo pads
5 pens
4 packages of instant noodles
Bandaids
1 reusable water bottle.
Baby wipes
Emergency weather poncho
1 deck of cards
1 flashlight
1 canned coffee
Deodorant
Toothpaste
6 individual jellos

My dad always gave us everything so we could give back. Love is love.

You can find out more about Good Deeds Day here: http://gdd.goodnet.org/
And also what we do! Here: http://thegaryeffect.ca/

WORK WORK WORK WORK.

Lately I've been working extra hours and weekends. GIRL PUT IN WORK GIRL GIRL PUT IN WORK.

12 hour work days got me in a work daze.

I love it though.

Yesterday was moving day.

It was also puppy visit day.

It is disgusting outside. Winter is forever.

Tomorrow is my dad's anniversary. People forget that.

My next adventure shall begin in Montreal.

Faire des choix. Choix nous faire.

Stay tuned.

Au revoir.

I WITNESS NEWS.

"BED HEAD IS AMAZING."

Room 220.

Sad days.

Our darling Khoda, is getting put down today. When it rains, it pours. She was one of the happiest pups to ever be a part of our family and we will miss her a lot. Those blue eyes stole hearts.

Sad year continues. Get your cries on.

Xoxoxo goodbye Khoda :(

WEARING HATRED ON OUR MASKS.

I've never made myself to look perfect. I make mistakes and have always laid them out to the best of ability. I've admitted to every decision I've made. Sometimes late, but always honest.

I refuse to let the phantoms of 8 months ago define what I've become. I've been to funerals, bars, and basement floors, but I'm still fucking standing. Count the times this lost little girl has cried herself to sleep, and you'll reach numbers you've forgotten existed. If you don't see my better, I do, and I will not punish myself, more importantly, I will not let anybody punish me. I tell everyone the greatness, the fiasco, the love. When you go telling the world how awful of a person I am, it shows how much respect I ever held. Fucking none.

Oh, and the answer so your fucking question, No, I fucking haven't.

You're wearing a disguise and I don't know that person anymore. A ghost. A phantom.

Love can make suicide sound so cool.

You've never heard a word I've said.

THE GIVER - TRAILER

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG. YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW EXCITED I AM FOR THIS ONE. Generally I try to stay away from movie trailers, because these days trailers are the entire movie.. but THIS ONE! EEP! I read this book as a part of school but eventually read it a few times after. A lot of the images are so close to what I imagined in my head.. minus the colors. What?! Isn't their world in black and white?! .. spoiler alert. Don't you just hate when books you've read become movies?! ME TOO! BUT DOESN'T THIS ONE LOOK LIKE THEY WON'T COMPLETELY FUCK IT UP?! LOOKS SO GOOD!

Hey pals who have read the Giver, LET'S SEE THIS TOGETHER! Mega excite. Can't contain.

HELLO, MY LOVE.

LOVE.

DO I WANNA KNOW?

Chvrches cover "Do I Wanna Know?" by the Arctic Monkeys

How heavenly is this beauty? Thanks for this one, Richard!

Music om nom.

I'M SO BUSY I FEEL LIKE MY FACE IS GOING TO FALL OFF.

What does that even mean?! I say that a lot. I'm super busy, and I have no idea what I'm doing at work. I'm just trying to clear my plate before the next entree shows up.. and so far. Uhh, well. There's a like 10 plates on my table. It's okay though. Because I'm hungry, and although I've never eaten this stuff before, I will try a taste of everything. Okay metaphor town. Here's the deal: I've been staying extra hours at work, I'm covering for two people, I wanna die, training a temp tomorrow, AND OH YEAH, I left my tears somewhere. I'm in a really good mood despite the four hours of sleep I've been getting each night, which is pretty weird, eh?

What did you do today?!

AND I JUST WANNA GO SHOPPING AND DON'T EVEN HAVE TIME TO.

KISSES!

Artist, Tatia Pilieva, got 20 people to kiss a stranger. Lucky us, she filmed it, et c'est magnifique!

Er, okay. Well. It's an advertisement for clothes, which is why it's so beautiful. Like we wouldn't spot, Soko. So although these musicians, models, actors and actresses are experienced in the art of intimacy and showcasing love, it still may be their first kiss with that particular person. A more diverse cast would have made this a little more believable, guys!

THINGS SUCK, AND THEN THEY GET SUCKIER.

Life just sucks sometimes. Hang in there, and figure it out.

BABY, I'M YOURS.

Hope you all had a fab Valentine's Day. Xo!

MIRIAM CAROTHERS

VALENTINE'S TIPS AND TRICKS.

VALENTINE'S DAY IS TOMORROW! Never fear. Okay, so if you're super last minute, like I am, you might be freaking your zonkers out right now. Well, hold your zonkers in place. Breathe for a second. Everything will be okay. You will survive, and you can do so on a budget, believe me.

CARDS: The only thing I've ever asked for when it comes to birthdays/holidays/love day is a card. Hand made cards are the best! Nothing says love love like some elbow grease and hand drawn hearts. I CHOO CHOO CHOOSE YOU for instance, makes you wanna cry love tears. Be cute. Be you. Be creative. And if you're freaking out about making a fancy card, just throw some glitter on it, everyone loves glitter. Well, they should.

FLOWERS: Halt, who goes there?! Is that the scent of "Omg what a cliché" I smell?! Stop! Hold the non-creativity hotline! Flowers are almost so "over-rated" that they've stopped being given. It's so cold outside that a flower would warm your space with lovey lovey. DO flowers, and if you don't know what kind of flowers, get a suggestion from the florist. A single flower is still romantic. As long as you pick a warm one. Stick with warm colors, pinks, reds, purples.

BEING NICE: This can stretch so far. A massage. A clean room. The dishes done. Dinner. Chocolate. A mixtape. I assure you, all this day is about, is love. So make your significant other feel loved, but more importantly, love yourself! Enjoy your being. Get dapper, get dolled up, put on an outfit you look damn good in. Send a few "I love you" texts to friends you love. Eat. Indulge. Laugh. If you are single, do not fret. Chocolate is 50% off on Saturday!! Oh, and also, vodka. Vodka is basically my plan. There's always plan V(odka).

My Valentine's gift to you, is a FREE download of "Say You'll Be There"! Mo did a cover of the Spice Girl's classic, so you're freaking welcome: CLICK HERE

I love you all! Happy birthday, Cudder.

Xo,

Botch

BANG, BANG, HAVE A GOOD WEEKEND.

Rainbows, sunshine.

YES!

Fast forward to 12:40, AND THEN EVERYTHING!

SERIOUSLY, MIGHT NOT BE ABLE TO FUCK WITH YOU ANY LONGER.

No.

Fuck off, fuck face.

COTTON CANDY.

THIS IS SOOOOO FUNNY.

WHAT A MESS.

I know this blog is a mess right now, it's in the process of gettin' pretty. So let her get her lipstick off her teeth and just look into her eyes for now, k?

Xoxo my loves.

I'VE BEEN TO A FEW PARTIES.

PARTY TIP #1:

ACCEPT THE WEIRDOS: Yeah. That dude totally can't dance, you're right. Sure, one of his pant legs is tucked into his socks, and he kind of smells like paper mache. Okay fine, his shoes are falling apart, and he keeps fist pumping.. but look at how happy he is. Everyone is here tonight to have a good time. Let this guy do his thing. Don't make fun of him. Well, if you do, please do it quietly so he doesn't hear you. He has every single bit of courage to not worry about how he looks or how he's dancing. He OR she is at this party for the exact same reason as you. We all wish we could get up and be that weirdo, we're just too self-conscious to admit it. God I wish I was wearing a tutu over my jeans right now. This person understands life so much better than I do. Party on weirdos, let's all get a little weirder. I promise if you dance a little closer to that weirdo they'll totally accept your vibes and give you a fuck load of theirs.


Oh. Hi. Welcome to my first installment of party tips. I'll be back with more soon. Until then, if you have a party tip you'd like my opinion on, say so in the comments below. P.s. Damn, you look good today.

METRONOMY - I'M AQUARIUS