Cool/cute text to landline of the day from my homegirl Anaise who is hip to the fact that a robot delivers that noise.
"YO YO YO YO YO THIS IS THE DIGITAL VERSION OF YOUR BUDDY ANAISE WANT TO HANG LATER CALL ME BEAUTIFUL"
It was funny because it sounded like she wanted me to call her beautiful in the way that some people say CALL ME DADDY. But really, I just think she thinks I'm pretty...
She's totally pretty but the truth is I only really like her for her tambourine...
("NAW, NAW, JUSS PLAY'N")
And here we have Kweku on the left and Captain Jazzhands in the middle and Joseph on the right.
These kids is my Uplift Choir peeps.
REEEEEEE-SPEK.
[These pics is from Bluesfest a few weeks ago.]
Oh my! Anaise is here! Kweku is coming!
Sangriaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!
And also! My long lost friend Emma from New Zealand is coming to hang/slumber party later! I have not seen her in three years! COOL!
And also! Me and Mike Chui and Hilary finally found an apartment today! It's on Parc at St. Bernard and I'm really happy about it. It has a cheerful lime green bathroom with a skylight and a sweet little backyard in which I will drink coffee in my underwear and other secret stuff, maybe drop some cartwheels, who knows.
Aujourd'hui j'ai an appointment with a CAREER COUNSELOUR...
The best is how I just looked up the words to that Pussycat Dolls song WHEN I GROW UP only to find that what I always heard as "I wanna have boobies" is "I wanna have groupies"?? Really?? Any takers??
P.S. Osheaga was superfun! Sabotage was "rad"! So they say! COOL!
In case you didn't know, if you decide to rock out naked in your bathroom with an empty bottle of Coors Light as a substitute hairbrush (meaning a pretend microphone) you WILL inevitably be distracted by the size of your pores and a zit you didn't even know was there and you will half get on the counter to get a better look, promptly elbowing your mic to the ground equaling broken glass everywhere including the hallway.
All things said and done, I just got one of the coolest text to landline messages from my friend Howie...
"LISTEN ALL Y'ALL IT'S A NICOLA!"
This is a play on Beastie Boys because tonight I am performing Sabotage at Osheaga with Hollerado and Howie thinks that's exciting. So do I!
I think I am going to wear my black taffeta prom dress of the ruffly tube variety and my Arizona Iced Tea boots...
I am really excited to rock out with the choir because we had SO MUCH FUN last time. Yup yup yup, tell your baby mama's mamas...the show is at 10:15 ce soir.
Howie says that he would come but he is en route to Ottawa to play at Ska Fest Oh Nine. His band Stepper has a show at Maverick's tonight, actually they have two shows, one at 8 and one at 11. I was telling him how my cousin Peter's band is playing in the festival as well and when I told him the name of the band Howie was all "No way! We've totally played with them before!"
Small world dot see eh, eh?? Also, when Howie was on tour this past month, he passed Hollerado on the highway! They have a very distinctively decorated van. Howie's band's van broke down three days into their month long tour. Talk about a bummer! They soldiered on and rented one and since all the innards of the van were effed the fuck out, they sold the van for what it was worth in the bummered condition it was in and I do believe he said it came out to 30 dollars cash! Lame lame lame.
Anyway, my cousin Peter's band is Tea for the Voyage and they play at the Rainbow Bistro on Murray tomorrow... hmmmmm...afternoon and evening??
Anyway, la la la la la, I'm nervous but excited, have a lovely day.
P.S. Oh my gosh, the funniest thing was when I was working Friday at 10 pm and I went to la Boite Karaoke all by myself at like 9:46 and did Sabotage and then walked right off stage and out the door. The idea was that I wanted to practice but didn't really care to hear any whatthefucks, I just wanted to cruise in and cruise out and that's just what I did, PEACE.
First words of the day from a strange man in my living room=
"Meanwhile, shotgunned 12 beers each last night, so if I'm looking a little fat in the mid-section, you know why..."
My house is filled with other people's boyfriends! And their 6'5 friends who run 10k a day! Totally out of my league though, right?
That said, I've been doing 5k not everyday but sometimes with Denise in the past few weeks and on Thursday we cut down our time by 3 minutes! I'm pretty sure we took a shortcut though because she's like this giggly love machine since her steady cruised into town Wednesday night from Oklahoma City bearing gifts of Swedish Berries and googly-eyed meals on the town. Oh, the magic of long-distance relationship run-ins...n'est-ce pas?
But anyway, it's fun to see Old Spice in the bathroom, deoderant AND the body wash.
And to judge these boys for going to an all-you-can-eat buffet at a strip club for lunch.
Shotgun just not that into it, it's all yours and it smells like Old Spice. But thanks for sharing your whisky and giving me your Crown Royal marble bag, it was a nice touch.
