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Vampire Diaries

Distractions

Dear Diary:

There’s this really weird kid at school and he’s all mysterious and shit. I was by my locker and I had just closed it and he was like, suddenly there! I jumped like 30 feet!

Dear Diary:

I found an old necklace that my mom had before the divorce. It’s a locket and when I opened it, the weird kid’s picture was in it! I jumped like 30 feet!

Dear Diary:

I was in gym class and I had to do the balance board and my gym partner was the weird kid and he held my hand and it was suuuuper cold and when it came time to dismount, I jumped like 30 feet!

Dear Diary:

I think I’m falling in love with the weird kid. He asked me out on a date and I said no but later at the mall he was there and he was eying me by Hollisters and then I was like outside the Gap and he was there eying me and then I felt a chill in the air and I fell in love.

Dear Diary:

The weird kid has a name! it’s Peytra or Pyrta or something. We call him Petey. I never noticed he had an accent before. But I don’t care what Lisa says, I think it’s cool.

Dear Diary:

Today Petey made me drink blood. That’ll teach that bitch, Lisa!

Empty pages follow until the last page:

Dear Diary:

Being a vampire sucks.

Kupcakery

Distractions, Toronto

You may recall I was a bit harsh on Cabbagetown the other day. All in jest, really. Sort of. Maybe.

Oreo Cookie Monster

Oreo Cookie Monster

Saturday was the big 1000 block garage sale (exaggeration) that has bargain hunters flocking to Cabbagetown to find exotic and useful tchotkes. While watching people purchase other people’s stuff I fantasize that there are only 6 things in the entire world and that these 6 things rotate between all of us at one point in our lives. A nail clipper I had for 5 years and sold in a garage sale last year has had 27,000 owners by now. You get my drift… there’s a lot of crap moving out there. Except for (hopefully) the family who thought it possible to sell half used cleaning products and those free shampoos you get at hotels.

I digress. I didn’t want to be bitter about my neighbourhood again. I wanted to post something that changed my soul and turned my Scrouge-ian attitude towards C-town. And Kelly did just that.

Cupcakes.

Or should I say “Kelly’s Kupcakes” made me love the Cabbagetown festival again. Her sidewalk miracles lifted my spirits and made me enjoy the day

Kupcake Kebabs

Kupcake Kebabs

Then again, it could have been a massive sugar high. You gotta love a proprietor who sells just the frosting as a side dish. Bless her insulin-resistant heart!

Either way, I suggest to you that you follow her blog and find out where she’ll be serving these vegan (!) morsels from the gods again, or contact her outright and get yourself some. Or give some as a gift. The recipient will be forever thankful.

We were walking along the back streets of Cabbagetown when I spied her display – colourful Kupcakes Kebabs called to me. Her charm caught my attention and the bright colours of the frosting drew me in. SharkBoy had a Berry Jammies (Strawberry) and was utterly shocked to find real strawberries in the middle. I chose the Oreo Cookie Monster and was also surprised to find a solid whole Oreo at the bottom of the cupcake. No earth shattering shocker, really but utterly fun none the less.

Seriously, if she isn’t making wheelbarrows full of cash from these muffins Kupcakes soon, then mankind sucks.

Yes. They’re THAT Good.

Face/Off

Distractions, Hobbies

If you’ve been following Dead Robot Heavy Industries the last while you’ve probably seen my “Getting Ready for ‘Ween” pictures. I’m not about to reveal what I’m doing but know that in researching my costume, I’ve been led into the weirder bits of YouTube. Apparently in Japan it’s trendy for guys to don latex masks of their favorite Anime characters and wave at their web cams.

This meme would not be complete without some 180° turn about mind fucking:

And of course, when it hits North America’s shore, it’s just a pale imitation:

New T-Shirt

Distractions, Hobbies

Dollar store wash cloths become cute, horrifying.

Friday night we nearly made this shirt in regular felt:

Cool Tee

But due to me being extremely lazy we didn’t go to the fabric store, we stopped in at the local dollar shop for craft felt. That’s when I found the washcloths. With my cutting supervision and steady sewing hand, the rest is history.*

*It may sound like this t-shirt is like, 99.9% my doing but it’s only because I’m jealous. SharkBoy’s original werewolf design morphed into this “burlap sacked headded monster” figure which is infinitely cooler, as you can see. So I tried one for myself – originally a monkey, morphing into a psycho good time bunny. Yes the eyes are crooked on purpose.