  I swallowed a bug yesterday. Or was it the day before? My days are blending into one long string of events, fuelled by coffee. I can’t seem to do anything without drinking a perpetually lukewarm coffee first. Including taking a shit. Fuck. So I guess this is my weblog. I’m not even hooked up to the internet yet but I am so fucking bored right now I thought I start it sooner. Right now I’m sitting in my new house (well, my dad’s new house, where he is traditionally absent) watching satellite all day and trying to make as big a mess as possible, just so I’ll have something to do later.
I’m actually waiting for my aunt to stop by and deliver me some weed that my dad bought for me from my native cousin’s girlfriend because I’m so fucking bored. The Pet Shop Boys say only boring people are bored and I used to believe that but now I definitely don’t. I’m somewhere in the city of Edmonton. I don’t have any friends here and my family is super weird (see above) and it snowed yesterday. My borrowed bike has shit for brakes and I was not about to go out riding around and getting lost in the snow.
Let’s just say I have absolutely no idea really where I am or what I am doing here. And it looks like I’ll be doing this until the 17th. I think it’s the 5th or 6th today. I kind of don’t want to know. I just keep listening to Dracula’s Wedding over and over and over again and watching SexTv.
I just can’t believe what they are allowed to show on tv these days. I saw some serious softcore threesome action the other night and actually got turned on by it. I’m not sure if I’m ever going to have sex ever ever again, especially since I haven’t even spoken one word to anyone in three days. I might as well be in Siberia right now. And if it is actually possible (and it is) my chances for sex are actually going to go down once I start working.
Not only will I be living in segregated dorms, but both my brother and dad are going to be on the same jobsite as me and I don’t want them to know how easy I am. It’s bad enough that my dad is buying me drugs. I feel like a terrible daughter. words: Less Than Zero Bret Easton Ellis sounds: Satisfaction (I Can’t Get No) Devo 
