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My day started out swimmingly the other morning, after waking up to scurry off to the airport before caffeine (and my functional shoes) had a chance to reach my body.

At the airport, a 4 foot tall Canadian woman who was searching my bag decided to call me a bitch for asking her to not make me focus on her grubby little midget hands in my bag, until my laptop, digital camera, and passport made their way off of the conveyor belt. I thought canadians were all filled with love, kindness, and maple....

From the airport, Nixon, Razzi, and I went straight to what may have been the most repulsive emergency room i've ever had to waste my day in.

Nixon had an eye ulcer that caused her to walk around with sunglasses on as she walked into things due to her shitty equilibrium.
Result: a date with an optometrist and some eye drops to take daily. and oh yea. no contacts. which made the image of her putting on makeup and dancing on a stage, really funny.
but in reality, she pulled it off. which was quite a let down

I have floating knee cartilage....soft tissue damage...insertmedicaltermshere....I spent 2 weeks gimping around towns and fucking up dance moves that required bending my legs..
Result: To avoid more pain and surgery in the future, i was informed to 'take it easy' for a week or two. Instead, i went from the hospital to the venue were i walked in heels and jumped off of a chair...

oh. and Razzi has a cold, which she has been using to infect all 8 of us with.

Sixela made her way home, while we were in Canada.
ANd got replaced with Vegan Mc Merchatron.


rest in cocktail induced peace, Alexis

• I watched the Northern Lights and listened to faggy music, during a long drive out of Calgary


• i got to see Visha. who came down to the hotel and said goodbye to us, the morning that we left


• i've become obsessed with dill pickle chips and Fosters Home for Imaginary Friends on my ipod.


• I got to punch 2 doods in the face, bust some guys lip open, trip some asshole, and spit in a mans eye. I enjoy venting on innocent people, at the end of the day.


• the SG Vancouver group, brougt chucks to the show for me because they care about my orthopedic well being


• Applebonbon gave me a copy of Black Spring.He informed me that it was Henry Rollins favorite book, and it had been his favorite book too. i made him sign it for me..