MONSTER JAM! and whatnot

workin' the side bangs...

Matching tan leather jackets compliments of value village.

Dale calls this our "slutty, emo expressions"

this is shortly before we got shook down by the cops...if that's

not racial profiling i dont know what is

in other news, maybe i will actually write something on our blog haha.

J (on the) Rocks,

How are things? yes, my life is quite the picasso. to be honest i was never really shooting for a monet. I'm more of an Andy Warhol kinda' girl. Allthough i have always been a fan of impressionism...its quite comparable to my vision after a few G and Ts.

I'm feeling a little shook today. I found out yesterday that a guy I grew up with was murdered on Friday night. we we werent close, i havent talked to the guy in a year, and yet he is tied into so much of my elementary/jr high life. it's so weird like, i couldn't decide the level of "upsettness" i should be. i still dont really know. so what i will do is just tell you the story of R.D. as he relates to me:

He went to Rundle, Simpson, and Paul Kane with me. He grew up down the street from me, (grandin 4Life) and i rode the bus to and from school with him everyday of my education untill about gr 11 when i decided i was too cool for the bus and started mackin' on my friends for rides. Let me first say: I fucking hated R.D. for half of my life...yet still was madly in love with him that entire time. He was THAT guy, that asshole guy that always had such an asshole thing to say. But you just couldn't help but love him. I don't think any boy has ever made me cry as much as he has, but no guy has ever made me laugh as much either. He had this way of sauntering up to you with this viciously cocky smile, and you would tremble inside wondering what sort of insult he had cooked up for you. He was just so damn good at making fun of people...especially me haha (it didnt take too much work to burn me back in those days.) But then he would turn around and say something so nice or hilarious that you would just bask in his spotlight, soaking it in as much as you could because you knew that any second it could end and he would be back to ripping you to pieces. I like to think he played a large part in my sadistically messed up sense of humour. It was definately 'survival of the fittest' on the mean streets of grandin. HaHa

I remember once that when [my friend] Jodie had a bad acne breakout in Jr High he publically told her she should stop washing her face with the Sturgeon River. It actually took her about four years to live that down. Yet as much as she hated him she loved him. Just like we all did. He nicknamed Megan "flat-spice" in gr. 7 which turned out to be Alanis-Morisette level ironic. (Jodie was "acne-spice," and Jenny and I weren't even deemed cool enough to be bestowed with a degrading spice girl's nickname) In gr. 8 he helped perpetuate a rumour that Jenny was a lesbian and coined the phrase "lindsey has no friends." Which, I'm pretty sure caught on faster than Paris's "that's hot." If he had copyrighted that shit he could've made millions.

I'm gonna go ahead and say gr. 6 was the peak of my mad crush on R.D. He was pretty much the coolest kid on the bus, his throne was the backseat, right side on the bus. His sidekick, Matt O,claimed Backseat leftside. Me, being the coolest gr 6 girl on the bus, (due to lack of any competition and the fact i was such a desperate tryhard i would do anything to be cool) got the 2nd last seat directly in front of Dragich. One of the most hilarious/psychologically damaging memories of my young, gr 7 life was when I decided to pull up my panties and ask Ryan on a date. So one random tuesday I asked him if he wanted to go to cheap movie night at Village Tree Cinema's. He got a disgusted look on his face and said something along the lines of "hell no." I quickly backtracked: I told him that Sarah Mackaleese (who was quite more advanced than me in the ways of hair, makeup, and not being a loser) and I were planning on going together and she had wanted me to invite him. Sarah was the new girl in town, and pretty much all the boys were tryin' to shake her tree, Ryan not being an exception. He quickly changed his tune and agreed. Long Story Short, let's just say he wasn't too pleased when he showed up and it was only me. But he was, nevertheless, the first date of my adolescence. For that reason the movie "spiceworld" has always held some weird significance for me, when I hear the song '2 become 1' i still sometimes break into a nervous sweat. HaHa. I guess you could say "i've come along way baby" and don't beg for dates anymore. Now i just ditch the boring formalities and straight up pay for sex. haha. On a quick sidenote, Sarah got kinda' slutty, then got kinda' greasy, got nicknamed "sarah macaloose," and then disapeared off the St. A radar...an event that I in no way derived any modicum of pleasure from.

More random sidenote memories: once when ryan made me cry my brother cross checked him with a hockey stick into a mud puddle. Looking back, it was a bit of an overreaction on his part but i was still as pleased as punch. Things got a bit sticky when his Dad called our Dad and said he was gonna' kick the shit out of him. But that's life in the ghetto for ya. One time Dragich made me SO mad on the bus that I dumped an entire can of diet coke on his head. He called me as soon as he got home and told me I had better buy him a new turquoise Tommy Hilfiger shirt 'cause it cost more than everything i owned. hahaha.

Eff! its just so effing weird he is gone. The girls got together with the guys last night [i was at work]. It was the first time in forever the simpson crew had reunited like that and as much as i regard my jr high days as so tortured i have to give our crews props. I think we are the only jr. high to have all the guys still be so tight with each other 4 yrs after graduation and have all the girls still be so tight with eachother....however unhealthy our relationships may be haha. I mean, the guys all have freaking "Simpson" tattoos. As for us girls, we just continue to bitch and fight like we are still in Jr. High to keep the memories alive. Haha.

Less than a year ago Clare brought up a chilling thought to us: She predicted that one of our boys was eventually going to die in some drunken, party related incident. And we all agreed, and then never thought about it again. But never, ever did i think it would be Ryan. That guy was an institution. I can't imagine what it must be like for his boys that were actually close to him. It freaks me out, and makes me want to call everyone i care about and tell them I love them. You are close to the top of that list, [Adam Sandler, of course, is number 1] along with some select readers. So, i love you dude. im glad u came into my life, otherwise i wouldnt have anyone to take my glamour shots with. Haha. Checkya later,

Linny "twist of lime" Smitty

---->and one last monster jam pic so i dont leave y'all bummed out :)