honey, sometimes love means getting a little rough

i kinda broke the interbone testing testing is this thing on.

a few days ago i posted this TwitPic (which i originally found here) and within a few hours it had gone viral. my original tweet about it has been RT’d at last count almost 400 times, and the TwitPic itself, at last count, had just surpassed 30,000 views. i’m extremely humbled and awed at this moment by the power of the internet. other people posted the same photo on their picture-sharing sites, but for some reason, my TwitPic is the one being sent around the world. i can’t keep up with all the comments and messages flowing in on my end, so i’ll just say thank you to everyone for spreading the word, and keeping the plight of the Egyptian people in your thoughts. i don’t take credit at all for the photo, but by sharing it, we are defying those authorities who would wish to suppress the sharing of information, the truth, and the severity of the situation.

this reminds me of the G20 here in toronto this past summer. while it’s true that no one was killed in Toronto by the governing authorities, the brutality of the police, the illegal actions taken by the government to suppress political protests and the right of assembly, and the information ban, bears a striking similarity.

get political.

if you don’t stand for something, you’ll fall for anything.

check out my live concert review of last night’s White Lies gig at the Mod Club. while i am a huge fan, i had to be objective, even though i had a great time at the concert. they lost serious points with me. what do you think? were you there? comments and feedback much appreciated.

harry you look like a Priest in this shot

i made this video compilation of the concert last night, it features three of their songs. it’s apparent that we the audience had more energy than the band, but also apparent, how fucking great their songs are. 

hellyeahfuckyeah.

tune up, tune down.

photo by Paul Steward

i took all these photos except where noted. i have a shitty sony cyber-shot camera from 2006 that i bought whilst in Berlin for about €150 and yet somehow i’m able to manipulate it to take some great shots. i’m quite proud of these babies. 

when i concentrate, i am an awesomesauce photographer. true story.

i love this shot. go me.

if Harry can strum his guitar against his pelvis like that, just imagine what he could do to me.

this is when i started to get aroused.

basking in Harry’s warm glowing warming glow

haw haw haw

 . . . annnnnnnnd i’m spent.

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so the other night was Strip Spelling Bee with sofi and sherwin. for those of you who were there, i was the ‘ring girl’ who held up the ’round 1, 2, 3..” signs in between each cycle. i have absolutely no photos from this event because, to protect the privacy and security of the spellers, no photos at all were allowed.

so there’s no photographic evidence of me splitting my skirt on stage….whilst wearing absolutely no underwear.

good times.

i was live-tweeting the event however, and many of you appreciated all of my “boom-boom” & “doodle” euphemisms. i saw so many unshaven boom-booms and doodles, i felt like i was in a ron jeremy flick.

at one point i yelled out (and tweeted) LESS TALK, MORE COCK.

i really should have that written on a T-shirt. sums up my social life rather accurately.

this photo was taken of me by photographer Becca Lemire at the Gladstone Hotel’s 5th anniversary party and is up on Toronto’s best blog (as voted by Now Magazine’s readers) She Does The City!

“my heart was hot within me: while i was musing, the fire burned.” -39th psalm of david