If you're wondering why this Lady's famous, it's because I'm wearing No Pants, da da doo doo
You have to sing that to the tune of Just Dance.
Well, it's Monday, and I think that most of us are still recovering from the Slutpocalypse, which when I was your age, was known as Halloween. I know my skin still hasn't. =/ I don't think it liked my face paint very much; its all red and itchy by my nose. Oi.
Halloween has always been my favorite holiday. I mean, who doesn't enjoy dressing up, and then going around extorting strangers for candy? Friggin' genius idea. I still can't resist trick or treating. I had to do a little bit while at the mall. And, I don't know if it's because I was the oldest trick or treater there, or what, but I got extra candy from the nice ladies at the bank. But I've eaten it all already.
I went out as a Ninja during the day. I was at the bus top in full gear, mask and all, and these two old people couldn't resist driving by a few times to openly gawk at me. They weren't even trying to hide it. They probably thought I was a terrorist, or something. Because extremist Muslim women wear black jeans, combat boots and a leather jacket to nicely compliment the hijab. God, I wish sarcasm worked over the internet.
I had to do a quick turn around into my main costume, which was Lady Gaga. I know, what a stretch. I don't know a lot of her songs, basically the singles - but I like that girl. It probably has something to do with the fact that she's kind of cuckoo for cocoa puffs, and I feel like I can relate.
I had to get my mom to help me with my lightning bolt, which we stenciled in with some scotch tape and old face paints we dug up in the basement. I was gonna borrow a silver leotard from my friend, but she had to go to UVic, so that fell through. I ended up going in some leopard bikini bottoms and my long black top, and a leather jacket. Which earned me more than a few ass squeezings from sexy Cupid Nacho Libre and the Red Power Ranger. But I'm not such a raging bitch that I'm gonna blame a couple horny young guys for playing grab ass. I had it coming. Besides, we're among friends, and I'd like to think that it was pretty tame compared to what every other girl came as; usually something involving nothing but lingerie and a form of animal ears. But I dunno. At least I always have Balloon Boy, Jermaine Clement and, er ... whatever the hell Andrew was to protect me if need be.
Luckily, all the Facebook pics of me are from the waist up. I don't think anyone would appreciate it if their ass was all over the internet. Except for Andrew. He seems pretty comfortable with it.
Now, this is a story all about how my life got flipped-turned upside down
And I'd like to take a moment, just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the Fresh Prince of Hot Air
Nacho & myself
I didn't know these girls before, but they insisted on getting a picture with Lady Gaga.
Buddy on the left went as Bruno. It worked, because he too has a thick accent and is really good at making people really, really uncomfortable ....
Zia Jermaine Clement and um, Andrew. Surprisingly enough, he didn't get groped even once.
Anyways. I've got work tomorrow so I'ma jet. I finally updated "A Comedy of Errors" so it would be wonderful if you could check it out.
And don't diss my giant sunglasses. They come with autotune.
- Linden
Well, it's Monday, and I think that most of us are still recovering from the Slutpocalypse, which when I was your age, was known as Halloween. I know my skin still hasn't. =/ I don't think it liked my face paint very much; its all red and itchy by my nose. Oi.
Halloween has always been my favorite holiday. I mean, who doesn't enjoy dressing up, and then going around extorting strangers for candy? Friggin' genius idea. I still can't resist trick or treating. I had to do a little bit while at the mall. And, I don't know if it's because I was the oldest trick or treater there, or what, but I got extra candy from the nice ladies at the bank. But I've eaten it all already.
I went out as a Ninja during the day. I was at the bus top in full gear, mask and all, and these two old people couldn't resist driving by a few times to openly gawk at me. They weren't even trying to hide it. They probably thought I was a terrorist, or something. Because extremist Muslim women wear black jeans, combat boots and a leather jacket to nicely compliment the hijab. God, I wish sarcasm worked over the internet.
I had to do a quick turn around into my main costume, which was Lady Gaga. I know, what a stretch. I don't know a lot of her songs, basically the singles - but I like that girl. It probably has something to do with the fact that she's kind of cuckoo for cocoa puffs, and I feel like I can relate.
I had to get my mom to help me with my lightning bolt, which we stenciled in with some scotch tape and old face paints we dug up in the basement. I was gonna borrow a silver leotard from my friend, but she had to go to UVic, so that fell through. I ended up going in some leopard bikini bottoms and my long black top, and a leather jacket. Which earned me more than a few ass squeezings from sexy Cupid Nacho Libre and the Red Power Ranger. But I'm not such a raging bitch that I'm gonna blame a couple horny young guys for playing grab ass. I had it coming. Besides, we're among friends, and I'd like to think that it was pretty tame compared to what every other girl came as; usually something involving nothing but lingerie and a form of animal ears. But I dunno. At least I always have Balloon Boy, Jermaine Clement and, er ... whatever the hell Andrew was to protect me if need be.
Luckily, all the Facebook pics of me are from the waist up. I don't think anyone would appreciate it if their ass was all over the internet. Except for Andrew. He seems pretty comfortable with it.
Now, this is a story all about how my life got flipped-turned upside down
And I'd like to take a moment, just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the Fresh Prince of Hot Air
Nacho & myself
I didn't know these girls before, but they insisted on getting a picture with Lady Gaga.
Buddy on the left went as Bruno. It worked, because he too has a thick accent and is really good at making people really, really uncomfortable ....
Zia Jermaine Clement and um, Andrew. Surprisingly enough, he didn't get groped even once.
Anyways. I've got work tomorrow so I'ma jet. I finally updated "A Comedy of Errors" so it would be wonderful if you could check it out.
And don't diss my giant sunglasses. They come with autotune.
- Linden
Posted on November 3rd, 2009 at 09:10am
Diggin the Nacho Libre costume. We had a kid in our school who looked just like Nacho Libre, so he drew a mustache on one day and ran around yelling "Nachooo!". Best day of my life.
Electric Goat, November 3rd, 2009 at 06:11:52pm