Happy Halloween!!!!

Hey ladies! Virginia, for you, I went out as a pirate last night. And then for me, I also went out as a kitty. A Pirate Kitty. It was awesome. I went to this party all the way out in Burnaby (imagine the distance between say Madison and Verona, which is really far if you're taking public trans and cabs) and it felt like I was in a John Hughes movie. The party was at some dope house on the side of a mountain and the carpets were white folks. White! The best costume I saw was this dude dressed up like a line of coke. He even had a giant VISA around his neck. Hilarious. Towards the end of the night I peed behind a Jeep because we were waiting for our cab to come and I accidentally got some on my tail so I left it on someone's windshield. Surprise surprise. I love presents. The "djs" (I use that term very lightly) SUCKED A MONKEY'S ARSE. It's not cool to stand at the tables and scratch scratch scratch your way through shitty hip hop. Period. It was disgraceful. I have to go illustrate an imaginary creature of Northern India. Fun fun. V--can you invite Lyzz onto this thing? I'm not sure how to do it. dr_lyzz@hotmail.com. Later Kitties. Yarr.