I don't have lots of time to write, and my hands are cold. It was beautifully sunny today. I was in a dreamy haze after a brief sleep in Tynan's bed after Goth Night. Yes, Larissa managed to drag me out to Skanktuary once again. We were originally going to see Red Light Sting, Radio Berlin, HIM and some other band at the Starfish Room, but when we got there, Red Light Sting (who I'd wanted to see) and Radio Berlin (Larissa wanted to see) had already played. It was before 10pm, but it was a Sunday, so they closed at 12:30, and therefore started earlier. Stupid Sabbath.

On Thursday Night I went to Larissa's and we were watching TV for a while until I went to the bathroom and started urinating blood. Then I went home, and my mom brought me to the hospital, and they gave me antibiotics and told me to drink cranberry juice. Just a bladder infection. It hurt like hell to pee for a little while, but I was soon cured. Woo.

And I worked all weekend. Friday night and Saturday and Sunday all bloody day. It feels like I didn't have a weekend, so I'm dicking around the house now. My parents bought me this mini tape recorder for my birthday when I was in first year, and my brother borrowed it and then it "disappeared" for 2 years. Well, it turned up a few days ago, mysteriously broken. It still works, except it plays everything at double speed. It's kind of funny. I've been doing some Mike-Patton-esque voice projects on it, and some mini-documentaries. I interviewed Tynan and Larissa at Goth Night. It was good. And Tynan's voice sounds soooo funny at double speed. We commented on some of the lame people that were there. I guess Goth is just not my thing. I think it's cheesy.

Chris/Kaine was there. Goth deejay I dated briefly in high school. It was good to see him, and I met his girlfriend Casper. She seemed rather wary of me, but once I started talking to her, all was good. Chris is in a band called Synthetic Minister. I hope that link works.

I finished Wild Swans. That book was SO GOOD.

Do you think Monster Truck Rally commercials are funny? The other day it came up in conversation when I was talking to some of my friends, and they were all doing the best Monster Truck Voices. "Sunday, Sunday.. SUNDAY! At the TACOMADOME! It's a Demolition EXTRAVAGANZA! We're turning the Tacomadome into a GIANT MUUUUD PIIIIT!!! We'll sell you the whole seat, but you'll only need.. THE EDGE!" We were fucking rolling on the floor.

Chinese New Year is in two days. I'm excited about that. We're doing a unit on festivals in China in my Chinese class right now. Festivals are cool. I wish my parents would give me red envelopes full of money. I can't wait to go to China. Every time I'm in Chinatown, especially, I get the itch. My mom took me to the new T&T Supermarket in Coquitlam last week, too. It was all decorated for the New Year, and packed with people. We bought some steamed buns, some soybeans, and some really cheap snow peas. They were cheap because they tasted like crap. No more suspiciously cheap produce for me.

I've developed a recent obsession with that comic, Red Meat. I love the captions. Some samples:
butterfly appliques on the sliding glass door of doom
pinking-shear tracheotomy
touched by an anvil
gristle clog in the ham juicer
half-heartedly flung onto the fun heap
bad vibes from misery's marimba
scotch tape for a cardboard utopia
razorblade whirlygig
awakened by the smell of casserole
flamenco-style fingernail removal
runaway thresher at the puppy farm
the moist chuckle of chainsaws

I got some more pictures developed. Most of them are from the Three Inches of Blood/Mercury the Three-Winged Messenger/Red Light Sting/Hot Hot Heat/Radio Berlin show I went to on Hallowe'en. If that sounds cool to you, it fucking was. I had sooo much fun. It was packed with punk rock/hardcore/emo kids wearing crazy costumes. (Except for the ones who were too cool for that.)

So we could do this chronologically. Let's.

goth-o-rama!

This, and the one following, were Larissa and I going to Skanktuary at the Palladium. (It has since been moved to the Purple Onion.) After that time, I swore I'd never go again. Yes, I'm a flake.
that 70's Girl

it's a white trash EXTRAVAGANZA!

This year, Larissa, Nick, and I all dressed as 80's trash. Nick is wearing a Yanni shirt and flourescent green pants with yellow lightning bolts on them. You'll get a taste of those soon enough. We were really trashy. Before the show, we went to Second Cup or Blenz or something, and Tina Turner was playing, and we were singing along wholeheartedly. It was fitting.
artsy.

This is the only shot I got of my costume. This was Nick's very sorry attempt to take a picture of me and Larissa. Oh well. You can see the "Sandy" pin. I was wearing an acid-wash jean miniskirt, LA Gear white canvas shoes, pink socks, a pink lacy top, very teased hair, blue eyeshadow, and you can see the lipstick. Sandy was quite the character, but she is gone now. Forever. Tynan met me in the SUB that day, and didn't even recognize me till I tapped him on the shoulder.
aww yeeah.
Nick took this one too.

sex. sex. sex.

Okay, it was really dark in there, and we thought this girl was sooo hardcore because she was wearing undies and that was it. Turns out she was wearing leggings too, but she just captured a part of the 80's so well, I couldn't help but photograph her ass. She'd been waving it in front of me for 10 minutes anyway. She was rad. In the foreground on the right hand side is a piece of Nick's pants. Yesss.
would you fuck this boy?

Tynan has this East German snowhat that he'd been dying to show me when I came to Langley over Christmas. I think it looks like a winter dunce cap, but I thought it would make a good picture. He's looking profoundly off into the distance. Very fetching.