Jack could not shake the feeling that someone was watching him:

look out, jack!

The PNE starts next month, and I am fully planning on playing hooky from work one day to make myself sick on mini donuts, corn dogs, candy apples, fair fudge and rides. I really, really want to try the new ride – it looks like the swing ride, only waaaaaaaaaaaaay up in the sky – and I have to ride the Scrambler and the Tilt a Whirl. I’m not much of a ride fanatic, but I have my favourites and I try to make my way to the fair at least once a year to make myself dizzy on purpose. I can’t wait, actually. It’s such a silly thing, but I am all about the silly (you may have noticed this) – and hey, mini donuts. Can’t go wrong with mini donuts.

It’s no Calgary Stampede, but I may just have to equip myself with a pink sequined cowboy hat just the same. Luckily, I know where I can get these for cheap AND it gives me an excuse to go to the Richmond Night Market again. It’s win win (except for the people who have to be seen with my pink sequined cowboy hat).

August is going to be a busy month, but I am okay with this.

You see us as you want to see us – in the simplest terms and the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is:

a brain - an athlete - a basket case - a princess - and a criminal

Does that answer your question?

These scenes are NOT from the HBO series – don’t click more unless you’ve read at least to book 4, or you don’t care.

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unrelated: i'm determined to do the breast feeding scene.

OPEN THE MOON DOOR!

it's a long way down into my mixing bowl filled with shells

While out running errands on Saturday, we stumbled into a Sidewalk Sale at the mall. It was largely uninteresting, with one exception: the toy store. I stocked up on LEGO mans, made a foreboding but potentially expansive step into the world of Playmobil, and .. on the clearance table, marked down to $2, THIS:

the truth at last

RODIMUS MOTHERFUCKING PRIME.

As a slightly obsessive 12-year old, I .. had some issues. Anger ones. Likely misplaced. Also, Rodimus Prime is a complete fucking tool and I hated him for taking over leadership of the Autobots. It’s okay now, though .. it’s time for revenge.

reservoir dogs: roll out!

OH the terrible, terrible things I am going to do to you.

And when it’s all done .. ORGY!

ohhhhhhhhhh yeah

Jon Snow couldn’t help but feel that the dangers of the Wall had been greatly exaggerated:

"taking the black" sort of lost all meaning after the first pottery barn opened in westeros

Meanwhile, Khal Drogo was not entirely sure about this new horse:

on the upside, this will eventually make for some good eating

Ser Ilyn Payne was pleased at a job well done, but frankly, Ned Stark had seen better days:

joffrery is such a twat.

How Viserys Targaryen sees himself:

sup dudes i'm the dragon

How everyone else sees Viserys Targaryen:

ohhh bitch no you did NOT

:)

LOOK!

go on, guess

I’m a LEGO MANS!

My boobs are WAY bigger IRL, though.

Thank you very much for being here, and good afternoon.

I’d like to take this time to clear up some of the questions that have been raised over the past 10 minutes or so, and take full responsibility for my actions. At the outset, I’d like to make it clear that I have made terrible mistakes that have hurt the people I care about the most, and I’m deeply sorry. I have not been honest with myself, my family, my constituents, my friends and supporters, and the media.

Earlier tonight, I tweeted a photograph of myself that I intended to send as a direct message as part of a joke to a woman in Seattle. Once I realized I had posted it to Twitter, I panicked, I took it down, and said that I had been hacked. I then continued with that story to stick to that story, which was a hugely regrettable mistake. This woman was unwittingly dragged into this and bears absolutely no responsibility. I am so sorry to have disrupted her life in this way.

To be clear, the picture was of me, and I sent it.

I am deeply sorry for the pain this has caused my husband Ed, and our family, and my constituents, my friends, supporters and staff.

In addition, over the past few years, I have engaged in several inappropriate conversations conducted over Twitter, Facebook, email, and occasionally on the phone with women I had met online. I have exchanged messages and photos of an explicit nature with about six women over the last three years. For the most part, these communications took place before my marriage, though some have sadly took place after. To be clear, I have never met these any of these women or had physical relationships at any time. I haven’t told the truth, and I’ve done things I deeply regret.

I brought pain to people I care about the most and the people who believed in me, and for that I’m deeply sorry. I apologize to my husband and our families, as well as to our friends and supporters.

I’m deeply ashamed of my terrible judgment and actions. I’ll be glad to take any questions that you might have.

i am so ashamed of my hot, throbbing actions

(the text above is Anthony Weiner’s confession – I didn’t write it; I try to use more punctuation and longer sentences. Duh.)

SCANDAL!

.. as long as it involves Frankenstein(s).

One of the things I checked off my list this weekend was the acquisition of more LEGO men. I know my dioramas are extremely basic, but I had a great deal of fun doing them – so much so that I’d like to be able to do more, covering things that happen to or around me. I figured that with more LEGO men, I’d be able to do more stuff. I like stuff. Do you like stuff? Let’s be friends!

The first toy store I hit was a bust, but I hit the tiny man jackpot at the second. I bought a metric assload of tiny men, and gleefully tore into the packages as soon as we were back in the car. The ones I buy are blind box bag, so you don’t know which figure you’re going to get – it almost fills the gaping hole in my heart where Voltage used to be (almost). Sadly, I received a bunch of duplicate figures .. but in the end it’s okay, because now I’m prepared for almost *anything*.

my legomans: let me show you them

Bring it on, Vancouver – whatever you can throw at me, I can make fun of using LEGO. It would truly help if we had an outbreak of Frankensteins, though – I have three of those. And a ballerina/Halo dude. No, I don’t know why. Let’s do this!