i work for mannhir.
yesterday was payday and the door of our parc extension office was locked and when i called nobody would answer the phone.

is it just me or they are firing us?

funny to people that need to spice up their lives with the help of american tv trash.

i you read harlequins you'd be more intellectual­.

'i've got an idea for a new cosmetic product.
i'll call it 'nipstick'.
you know, like lipstick, for you nipples. for all those women worried that their nipples aren't attractive enough.
make them pinker, make them darker. make them match with your outfit. make them blush. make them stand out more, or less. really accent the areola. it'll come in a hundred colours, guaranteed not to smudge in your bra.
MAKE YOUR NIPPLES LOOK MORE LIKE A FAMOUS PERSON'S!'

alex goldrich, new brunswick.

you still going to mexico?
'cos i am!

do you know which shots i should get before leaving, and where to get them at a fair price?

good morning vietnam

i am so barfing those probably-weren't-too-fresh-soybeans that i am bored losing time on that message board again.

my roommate's horny jane birkins music inspires me cut down warriors and hermaphroditic mutants.

i went in for free near the end of the show, and it was fucking pathetic.

this guy on the stage (the singer, i guessed) was wearing a skelton mask showing off his greased-up muscles to a troop of hysterical fans throwing him papers, cd's and bras to sign on.

what's this, a punk show or a hormonal wwf contest?

...i had to argue with a suburban long-haired, black metal patched kid that wouldn't agree labels sucked hard.

if music nowdays is image and profit, then instead of encouraging billion dollar industries i'm better off playing it myself.

being in town for the weekend, i might drop by.

and bring some freak along with me.

hey amanda i made up a recipe a couple of days ago.

i sliced about a handfull of green onions, ginger, garlic and a whole package of organic tofu very thinly.

heated oil in a pan and put the onions, garlic and ginger to fry until they looked relativly cooked.

put some leftover veggies (which were squash, brocoli and green pepper but you can choose differrent ones... thin carrot slices or mushrooms would've been good as well) in the frying mixture, and cooked them until they had absorbed the aromatic oil.

then put the tofu slices with the veggies and cooked them until they tasted like the mixture.

i put down the heating level and poured a LITTLE sesame oil, tamari and a spoonfull of natural peanut butter and blended it all together.

it was great, everyone that tried it asked for more.

take care sweetheart, and don't be afraid to be creative when cooking.
i'll be giving you a great villa hug from the ottawa valley.

sam!
i moved and now i live with a 48years old buddhist woman.

i took tons of pictures, they're great.
i'll try to scan and send them to you.

take care brother.

take good care my friends.
be peaceful, don't overthink.

seb i've been thinking of the new-born coallier lately.
sending positive vibes and all.
girl? boy? ...twins?
i'll come visit your little family in a couple of months.

sammy tamari
it's great to hear such words.
no doubt your way will lead you to illumination.
keep me informed.

while you all breath smog,
with great white pines i stay.
working hard in the ottawa valley to keep a three-acre garden alive.
making efforts to have a healthy body/mind.

i've learned so much on wild herbs and medicinal plants.
these cure me whenever i'm not feeling too good
and they grow everywhere (yep, even in montreal...)

nature's filled with knowledge and surprises.
insects, roots and bark patterns are fascinating as well as inspiring.

for the past three months i've been surrounded by a mellow atmosphere of poetry and simplicity.

smiles and music, meditating on life sitting on the ground watching the sun go down...


wishing you the best for the months to come.

MALORIE! mmmk being banned from the foufs i'll stick around.

anyway, who would want to go to a bar when you can now drink and toke in a park?

mes chéries,
j'arrive à mtl vers 7heures ce soir.
je serai accompagnée d'un compatriote de délire dénommé tomy.
je ne sais pas s'il fait beau mais peu importe, c'est la fête!

quand je dormais, quelqu'un a écrit «je t'aime» sur mon coude...

à toute à l'heure... mon cell est ouvert 569.9063

wassup y'all!
i just wanted to blurt out loud today's good news...
i'll be working on an organic farm for the next 6months, cut from the tense city and hateful vibes.
i love you.
mwah!

«grand manitou ne me laisse pas critiquer
mon voisin tant que je n'aurai pas porté
ses mocassins
un jour entier.»

to all of you who care, i am back on the tracks with only a few books and pieces of clothing as my belongings.
right across the ottawa river, i live in a black communal house that has paintings all over.
me and my siblings do potlucks everyday with organic veggies that we picked from the dumpster of the health store.
we are about 8-15 that live there.
gypsies, hobos, philosophers, musicians, nomad farmers, poets, rastas...
the vibe is great, life as well.

last night's sky was pouring rain and i sat there, in the grass and weeds, letting it drop on me.

i hope we all get to wake up before it's too late...

i just masturbated to that pic.

mmm porn.

masochist sex.
to get rid of that dog food smell on my hands.
oh...
and to find a job.

vous vous mettez le doigt dans l'oeil,
bande de têtes carrées ignares!

hahahahahahahaha...

yeah and when the ambulance comes,
you mumble in a french boy jibberish
"i just wanted to do the party..."

go on the last day, it's usually free.

hey what's up yeshai!

see what your methead avatar is causing?

i went last year and it was mad FUCKING crazy.

it's expensive though, i'm glad i knew the security guy at the door...

made= reptiles 'n rats,
hot sun
that girl at square st-louis with many, many
stories
my dog 'n my bike

yay!

i had a great time zleeping on some streetpunk's yellow blanket that'd stink like foot shrooms.

yummy yeah!

pills in noah's ass.

and did you manage to ride his jock?
yayayayayaya

pills... WHY?

hey "hotfreak", remember when you sent me a private message before the day of that retarded part-E?

well it read:

To: cloak
From: hotfreak6969
Subject: part e
Date: 2003-01-25 20:06:12

Message:
i`d love to go but can`t find any good x i am sooooo, sad i want to go and get wrecked. tell me all about it please

yeah i got infected by sars too...

even though i didn't stay too long, my ears are still ringing.

outside was nice, all these ginos walking by and asking where the hell was that loud meat-grinding noise coming from.

the heaviest part of the night was probably at la belle province where i sat near two meat-eaters...

true that

who, you?

all this sexual transmitted disease sharing is making me sick.

yeah then we could all do pcp...

i met that guy in ottawa.

i asked him what guy of rockabilly candykid he was.

E-leven (Laval) - Birthday Boy

hahahaha

soooo much DUMBNESS in the world

drinking that good ol'milwaukee in the streets of québec city with the bummed out family.

ahahahah we wanted to do that at the 'gazebo' last year.