tegan

so, it happend. the breaking of the no mcondalds rule.

i ate a double quarter pounder with cheese, no mustard, no onions, with mayo. regular fries and had a medium fruitopia with my grandma on january 11th:


it wasnt as good as i remember it.

today is my day off. i was supposed to go to a photoshoot today but alas, it didnt end up happening. its going to happen on saturday i beleive.

his favorite colour is orange, i like to call him tuffence. once he sent me a picture of him wearing my blue tinkerbell pants that i bought at target. i left my queer as folk box set at his house... i wonder if he'll bring it to L.A?:


theres a staff meeting today. *shudder* staff meetings make me nervous. im not in shit, im not in shit, im not in shit.

the countdown to L.A is now at: 14 days

i slept with a giant black female dog on my right last night, and a giant boy to my left. i was sweaty. the dog was on the blanket, the boy was under the blanket, i was sweaty, i got whiney trying to rip the blanket off me. we (the boy and i) traded places... i woke up not so sweaty. gah, hate too sweaty.

my friend jean's first show is at shanghai cowgirl on january 20th. hes excited and nervous all at the same time. if your in toronto, you should go. hes an amazing photographer. he took this picture of me:


im missing my benni darling. oh how much of a peach is she? shes the sweetest, fuzziest peach there is. i'd like to be in her bed eating a plate of cheese and watching family guy right now:


my fingers are kind of cold.

there once was a time when i covered myself, shera, snow, brandy, violet, london and an audience in chocolate. i was the one that got it in everyone's hair because i was taller than all of them and i liked to fling the chocolate around to cover as much of the audience as possible. there werent supposed to be camera's, but in orlando, there was one:


i have to drop my duvet off at the dry cleaners today. it seems as though my roomates cat hates me. her name is zoe, she sleeps on my bed all the time. she puked on my bed. i sterylized my bedsheets and now have to get my duvet dry cleaned. why oh why do you hate me zoe? i pet you, i play with you? why do you hate me enough to puke on my bed?

i think i might maybe try to go back to minneapolis again sometime around the end of march for bbb's birthday. if this happens im sure that the end of our nights will end up looking like this (roby, trixie & i):


once upon a time, i took a long bus ride up to northern ontario to meet the ever so beautiful twwly. as soon as i got there they took me to a burger joint then back to the shop. she tucked me in at night and asked me if i wanted breakfast in the mornings. she was the most hospitable person i've ever stayed with (eric allen is high in those ranks as well). she fed me and got me tattooed (the one on upper left back). she loved me and pet me and took me to zellers where we found a fabulous photo booth:



this is faseplant, if he doesn't come to L.A for my birthday im going to disown him (thistle in background, shes got a great ass):


playing comment tag reminds me of the scene in the movie closer when the love of my life jude law is in the sex chat room with that doctor dude. yes... it does.

and for one last photo, this is my darling best friend ever and i at the bovine boat cruise not last summer but the one before. it was the 'pajama jama jam' party. that little thing im wearing was basically see through and her ass was hanging out of those little fluffy things all thing. we ate mushrooms and grilled cheese. we got wasted then i stole andy's slippers because my 6" stilleto's were killing my feet:


i want a new set up damnit.

i want to shoot with the picnic again damnit.

xo.
tegan.

i like looking at old pictures, i like my new camera, its the newest sony cybershot.