We're all siting around our black and white checkered kitchen table, just finishing up a dinner of salad, soup and nutella sandwhiches pondering over just what the night will bring to our utterly fabulous lives. Are they utterly fabulous? The word "utterly" reminds me of a cow's utter. Gross.
I live with two righteous babes, Desiree Thrash and Inari Grindcore. They're into some weird junk; but i dig it. They're just perpetuating my education of life and that I am so very thankful for. I'm thankful for a lot right now. Des and Inari and I are students of life. It's our first summer living in the Big City T.O and we're right-stoked. Funny. If New York is the Big Apple... is Toronto the Big Phallace? I spelled that wrong. I wonder why...
(Side note: Why did I say "but i dig it"? It should read "And I dig it!")
I'm a raging psychopath that wants to paint flash all over your bedroom walls.
Ok. That's enough for now. I'm the only one in this house that has never blogged or journaled before. Was it a wise choice for me to introduce our blog? Wise?
The Wise Men are also known as Magi. There were three wise men. We are three wise women... or at least we are in wisdom training.
Well. Here we are. Sexless in the City. Cheers to that.
Sincerely,
Lola Anarcha N.
If I were an instrument I would be:
Tambourine. (I'd get bad with the Xylophone...)
Friday, May 23, 2008
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