Lips of a ptero is going under. I am no longer a student, so i'm not really wasting my time shopping instead of studying.
To prevent an exhaustive sinking of this blog, i will try to not forget self deprecating humor and quotes from the one and only dino zorzi( hes been on a pretty good streak lately)...." your brothers ass smells like his diet" and "why doesn't your brother move out already, he has a girlfriend, that constitutes being a grownup.......sorry taylor"
Anyways, something has happened that will bring me back to blogging after a long period of nimble finger silience. Once I thought exactly like my father, that boys would solve my problems....but after extensively analying exactly what boys are like; whose names start with the letter J, instead of moving on to K....i realized.....i was really dumb.
So I got a new job and fell in love instead.
542 Danforth Avenue. Come check me out...... I am a visual merchandiser.
obviously im still poor and without internet, and I think the guy I am stealing from lives in markham, so images tomorow.
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