50th - ootebya nytemno kak u negra v zhope....

picture [right] - the birthday girl with presents and a random named umar standing in the background.

i'm convinced! i walked past that church of scientology thing the other day and this chick stopped me and was talking to me and i watched their movie. i'm so in!! - i'm just screwing with you. they're still a bunch of cultist. she wouldn't tell me what they did until i joined them.

happy 50th blog to me!

march is here and that means it's a busy month. march is always hectic. this will be a fun month! warning: three weeks to my birthday. get crackin!!

lets start off with HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHIV!! and HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANDY!! shiv is now 21, which makes her legal all around the world and andy is now **, which officially makes him a letch all around the world. sorry babe, you'll never live it down...

andy's gone! he took off to australia for vacation. he says he'll be back in two months but we all know he's lying. you better be back here for my birthday or there will be hell to pay. you hear me, hell to pay!! also, bring me my digery-doo. a big one. like a HUGE frikkin one that i can use to harass my neighbours in vancouver with.

this was kind of embarrassing today. embarassing and enraging. i got cut off by a smart car today! how messed up is that? i wanted to hit the guy so bad, but i resisted. also, i thought this was plenty clever. smart set is promoting which car? you guess it. very cute. you ass-bastards!

picture [left] - my new phone. the motoroal pebl in maroon. it's pretty. here's me licking my phone. i tend to lick the things i like. check out the acne. i'm too old for this shit. check out the red ears!! oh my god! check out the chins! i'm gettng fat and well on my way...

as a lot of you know, i've been buying myself shit left, right and centre. that has come to an end. it's time to start being responsible now. so far in this spree i've gotten. cellphone, shoes, pants, jeans, t-shirts, sweatshirts, books, stuff i can't remember, more books, and so on. i still need an ipod, an x-box, a tv and a laptop.

So, after shiv's birthday dinner at this italian place with very dissappointing food, we went a chinese kid's house party. ok, the chinese kid was named jimmy and he was umar's [the random in the first picture] friend. i go expecting liek 15-25 drunk kids, some booty being exchanged, that sorta thing but nope, found two kids playing eye-toy. naturally we joined it. eye-toy is fun. make's fatties [hardcore gamers] get some exercize. but yea, it was fun.

picture [left] - can't you feel the love? what the hell is taj doing?

OFFICIAL SIXTH NOTICE - my birthday thingy is planned for the weekend of march 31st. make sure you're free. shiplass, you're invited too. make your way to toronto. be free. i have no idea whats being done, but i feel something should be done so something will be done.

by the way, i'm pissed at mome! why the hell are there no more comments from you? hum khafa...

i saw this kid at the mall today. very nicely dressed. wicked hair. obviously someone who took considerable time getting ready. he had the meanest looking unibrow though and i'm wondering, there is no way someone who is this concerned with their outlook appearance isn't aware its there. unless...he thinks is sexy...which would totally make sense. unibrows, the next big things. i can picture is now. the magazines, the runways, the movies. the worlds eyebrows will be divided into half. everyone will have one brow.

picture [left] - i know i stuck most pics on the left - eat me. anyway, andy and shiv. outside in the cold. some people are idiots...

ok - i'm tired. i have work in the morning. this is only little bit of time i got off to sit and blog. now i'm going to read a bit and go to bed.

by the way, i'm still waiting for a whold bunch of my books to come back. gimme gimme gimme!

ok, i'm really just filling space to put in this one last picture so here i am filling up space. isn't filling up space fun? i'm going to count. one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty-four, twenty-five, twenty-six - counting is hard. i think that's enough counting for now. i think that's enough filler two. wow, counting sure takes up a lot of space. if you read all that, you're a loser.

picture [right] - shiv, as we know and love/fear her. and humar as we find him everywhere. he really thinks that look helps him pick up women. the hand belongs to taj, one of shiv's "hoes" as shiv calls them in the pimping business.

i actually only have one picture with the birthday girl but thats ok because she's a bitch and is going to burn in hell for it anyway.

ok, sixth is off. be good.


zq

p.s. shiv is being mean to me. she will be smoten...