I forgot to take my meds last night and I couldn’t sleep and so I took the missed night meds with my morning meds and I’m a little WHOO WEEEEEE so if there is lots of errors in this someone please tell me. thanks. meds, tits, same thing.

Last night I was digging through old photos because on the tv I heard them mention that Pamela Anderson got married in a thigh high dress, WELL so did my MOM! In ‘69 and she looked HOT. It is not as short as Pamela’s but still. I haven’t asked my parents if I can post the photos yet and it turns out I don’t have one of the ones I thought I did so there is not full frontal of the dress but trust me it is short I tried it on in August ‘06 when I went home for my dress fitting and it barley covered my ass, granted I am taller than my Mom. Anyway I have to get my Dad to scan me a different photo or I’ll grab one and scan it at Christmas. But during this photo hunt I found my Halloween photos. Or lack there of. Don’t ask me why I have just never been a fan and I can not really put my finger on why seriously I have not been out on Halloween to do anything other than watch scary movies in my street clothes at someone’s house and I did the Haunted Vancouver Trolley Tour one year since I was twenty-two years old. This KILLLLLLLS Adam as he is a Halloween guy, but I don’t KEEP him from going out. And I maybe would be willing to go out and dress up if I had someone like I did when I was twenty-two to do my hair and make-up. She also did my wedding hair and make-up.

Without further ado I give you what I think is me at three dressed as some sort of Clifford the dog clown thing, I am guessing three because I can tell that is the house in Niagara Falls, Ontario.

Here we have a photo of me as a young gypsy lady, I am guessing four, I can tell this is still Ontario and I look about a year older than the other photo to me. NO, no one ever wrote years on photos ‘cept for my Grandma MacKenzie.

Then as you can see we have a major HUGE gap. This does not mean I didn’t go trick or treating. I am not sure what it means.
I always used a pillow case.
But as an adult I started and stopped participating in Halloween the very same year. Considering the attention this get up got me YOU’D think I’d have fallen in love with the ’slutty girl dress up rules’ for Halloween, in all honesty, there really are none, but I didn’t. IS it in me somewhere still? I don’t know. MAYBE we won’t even get invited anywhere and I won’t have to think about it.

I only wanted to be a ’school girl’ but I was looking at these photos thinking shit man if I was twenty-two again now and wore that to THINK how much lower and shorter that skirt would be. SCARRRRREY.

Of course I still have those socks.

This photo is hilarious to me because nothing has changed I just do not look sexy when I’m trying, Nikki G on the other hand can pull off the poses and faces, I do have some good photos taken of me where she did my hair and make-up also at twenty-two I should dig those out, reminisce about my twenties…oh how fast they came and went….and SERIOUSLY lose the STOP WATCH NERD!

And just for shits and giggles here is me in 1996 at nineteen years of age with my shaved head. I tell people all the time I did it, not that I don’t think people believe me I just think it is hard to picture on me now. Apparently my work wasn’t super happy but didn’t care too much, it was only Future Shop Music, [off Hemlock] my parents had seen worse I already had two tattoos at that point and apparently my Granny [my grandmother who was a lesbian] loved it, the rest of the family out east, not so much, but who cares it was only hair and the cut I had gotten was horrid and I was nineteen you are supposed to do stupid shit like shave your head for no reason other than a bad hair cut at that age.

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