Bia the Bitch

I hate this douchebag : Billy Bob Phungtard

Go make some gravy at home.

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-don’t eff with my friends

I just absolutely love my apartment.

After eating my mature dinner of Campbells vegetable soup with a double shot of Wiser’s “de luxe” and diet Dr.Pepper combination I thought I would continue my evening as an adult by washing the dishes that may or may not have been building up for the past week.

The sink slowly fills up and I watch as the pretty bubbles turn into mountains covering all sight of the piping hot water underneath. I let some of the dishes soak, getting the caked on burnt shit off the bottom of the pots and then it is time to wash. Half way through my scrubbing I hear a peculiar popping sound. Instantly I look down to see the cupboard doors under the sink are blowing open on me spraying water all over the frigging place. HOT water that is. So I am phunging soaked and everything around me is soaked. I curse out loud hoping that the upstairs neighbours can hear me and will come running to save me. Pudding Face, my cat, stares at the water spraying and quickly also becomes wet.

I love my apartment.

I call my landlords to come fix the shitty plumbing and they said they will be right over. They abandon me and leave “Bia the plumber, and jill of all trades” to fix the situation.

5 Hours later it is still broken.

Just add that to the list of why my apartment is a piece of crap right after the “new” four element Eatons oven with 1 inch of crap stuck to the inside and an army of cockroaches hiding in the bottom drawer to replace my 1960’s two element slanted one.

Phungers.

Hi. I would just like to say for the second time in 3 months I was nearly dead from a motorized wheelchair.


Bitch flew up behind me not saying anything and knocked right into me!

I got thrown to the ground and had bloody knees, by the time I got up she was down the street already and I heard her scream “EXCUSE ME!!” as she sped away!

grrrrrr.

Here is the new addition to my family. PuddingFace. I use to hate cats until he came along and changed my opinion forever. I’m pretty sure he is my soulmate. He sleeps with me, he wakes me up when my alarm goes off by wet kisses, he rolls around on the floor like a retard, and hes phunging cute. LOVERS FOREVER. PF+Bia= LOVE <3

Leggings
I wear leggings when its warm or cold
Every color in the rainbow makes me scream “SOLD!”
They go with everything, day or night.
They stretch the phung out and are sometimes bad for your eye sight.
I love them anyway. I don’t care what people say.
Leggings.

WEEEEEEEE!!! so here is a picture of me and my kitty. I got him on Valentine’s Day to be my new boyfriend and that is EXACTLY what he is. He is in love with me and I reciprocate those feelings for him. yay

This is a photograph of when Ashley and I were running for literally last minute birthday presents up Yonge St. and she made me jump over a friggin snow bank when crossing the street illegally. Phung. I even lost my shoe in that disaster… but I found it 2 feet down in the salt crusted snowbank. Wee

-February 3, 2009