livin' in HD

the only resoultion i got is a HD 1080i 47'' flatscreen sittin in my living room. haha

only a couple days till '08 shits all over '07. to be honest, 2007 flew by like a motherfucker! but prettty eventful. "please take us through it, chronologically & point form", diary. LET'S GOO!

• tatted up number 6
• pulled a kanye on college
• philippines
• left my dead end up after three years
• started another dead end job
• break up
• mexico
• make up
• break up
• make up hahah
• tatted up number 7
• got cut a fat cheque w/ stu
• got outtta debt!!!!

you ready '08? i'm money hungry! i'm ready to make that tuition money :) let's see those unecessary commas before the decimal point!

mURRy christmas!

it's just a little past 4:30pm on christmas eve, and i just finished my christmas shopping - HOLLA! man west ed is a fucking zoo, and i've been to that mall maybe over 10 times this month BUT for some reason i wait till the last day to actually get my shit done.

it hasn't really hit me till now with having the whole "christmas spirit". why? because the mr. bean christmas special is on :)

well this is short, just wanted to wish everyone a merry christmas!

g-g-g-gangsta lean!

number 7? holy cow, if tattoos were crack i'd be tyrone biggums!


as i'm typing this i have my right leg up in the air to relieve the pressure off my foot ( i kinda look like a cheezy porno mag spread). now i'm walkin w/ a limp, with blood clots staining my socks, GANGSTA! ANYWAYS, yesterday i went w/ my sister to get a "bonding" tattoo. buut we ditched the idea of getting similiar tattoos for the time being - so we just got "regular" tattoos? haha.

FIRST off i wanna say, my sister is a TANK! she sat through her shit like a champ. while i was watchin i was thinkin to myself, "this is gonna be a breeeeeze" ..... man am i a pussy

seriously that tattoo was probably the worse painful experience i've had out of all 7. i went hard on my chest for a good 8 hours and that couldn't compare to the one hour on my foot haha. i couldn't find my "zen zone", i was trippin out makin faces like a dipped my shlong in a cup of icy hot.. it was a mess.

but what was REAL trip was that while we were @ the shop, our artist (kev) was asking if we were related to a guy named rodney. i was like, "uhh not to sure - what's his last name?" "rodney fabiosa" (it was his previous client he did up a couple weeks back)....what the fuck? there's more than 4 fabiosa's in edmonton? LET ALONE CANADA? kev said he was around my age n shit, so that's hella random. buuut rodney, if somehow you read this - you better stay clear from urge. kev said something bout missing 2 appointments? time is money, and kev said he'd curb stomp your ass if he saw you again :) what a way to put our last name to shame and i don't even know you.

love,
i-have-a-mangina-because-i-skipped-out-on-work-cause-of-my-tattoo-lance

i am..

... a liar, good thing i'm not a scout. so i've been REALLY putting off bloggin for a while.

lately i've been having emo moments. not w/ my heart, nor my penis-heart, rather w/ my brain-heart (?). i'm going through the post-drop-out-of-school-(for funding issues, not cause i don't like school)-and-hating-work-because-i-really-wanna-go-back-to-school-because-i-have-money-now syndrome.

BUT i want to be investing my money+time into something that will a) interest me and b) give me money like a teenager gets acne. i've had alot of time on my hands lately so i usually jump into my wet-suit and surf the web for possible careers. && regardless to the endless list i've made, i'm still stuck w/ "is it interest over money? or the other way around"....cause heaven forbids i'd actually come across something that makes both ends meet.

i really want to say i'll post mexico blogs and/or photos - but i probably won't. that's a lie, i will. that's a lie too - but i will eventually...really.