GOOD NEWS VIB! BBJ is going to the vet! She has to call first, but no worries dear friends it is going to happen this time. Too bad Vegan4Life got herself blocked so she can't pat herself on the back in chat about how it was clearly her return to the fold that prodded our Fatty Fat into taking her cats to the vet.
Chantal would not go out today if she didn't have to, but her nails are pretty essential. She isn't feeling well which is likely because she has the sleep schedule of a colic riddled infant and isn't sticking to her medication schedule but that's okay she still has her appetite! Phew! That trip to the ER and clean bill of health sure did help!
Today we're having a Venti Pistachio Latte. It comes with five pumps of syrup but we need a total of seven. She forgot her extra ice but did remember her venti ice water. Will the poor workers at Starbucks realize it is their stalker Guntal or will this trigger another rage? While singing like a tard...
NO SING!
Chantal wants to get dragon lady almond shaped nails with green matte paint and
skwaroskifi crystals on her ring nail for an accent. As if we needed further confirmation she does not wipe herself after making poopoos in the kitchen.
A VIB suggest coffin nails, which Chantal contemplates while leaning back into the headrest like a walrus sunning on a beach.
NO SING!
The drink came with extra ice and Chinny has remembered that she shouldn't read the chat and drive. The abomination of the Pistachio Latte is the fault of Lambeau. As if we needed more reason to dislike her.
We need cash to get our nails done. Time to smugly advise us all that she IS taking her medicines seriously and has already finished one of her antibiotics (presumably the three day amoxicillin).
Fettuccini? Chicken Parmsan? Mario Beeze? She doesn't know what she wants but something is dragging on the car. Tee hee. Take the car to a mechanic? Nay nay! We are getting cash for our nails and will rent a car for the future travel plans. Speaking of, she needs to book that cruise! And she is hungry, there are more possible meal combinations and a reminder that Chantal knows the date and that the season called Winter.
BUMP!
Sorry - the season called Winter is ending
"in a couple weeks". With how time moves in the Guntverse such nebulous statements are to be expected.
The stream freaks out and Chantal realizes she forgot to set up the tools she needs for her Celebrity Youtube Beezin' Life - a charged phone. She plugged us in because the stream was about to die. Congratulations for not having to restart the stream?
We've arrived at the bank and rambling semi coherently while randomly clearing our throat and slipping into Sam voice.
NO SING!
The sound of Chantal leaning over to get the cash out of the ATM sounds like an infant pushing out a poo that will cause a blowout - I thought you all should know. You're welcome.
Finally we're on the way to get our nails done at a place where the nail tech pity our Queen of the Mismatched Plaid enough to talk to her. She won't be streaming getting those
skwaroskifi crystal accents. What a shame. She's feeling very quiet today. Something is on her mind. Is it the fact that it's payday and she hasn't heard from Nader? No! She is rethinking her nails. There are so many possibilities but green is her favorite color right now - not the kind that we're thinking of.
Nobody else was thinking about Nader's dick Chantal.
Going to a salon to get your nails done takes forever, the filing and shaping and buffing along with the acrylic? So much time! She is a busy lady who may also get her eyelashes done. Depends though - she's tired and yawning. Just not a lot of energy today. Until those 7 pumps of liquid sugar kick in. Chantal attempts to reminisce about when she had a real job as she slides on the hideous Rich Lux glasses and finger fucking her nostrils. Yes, she is still driving.
BUMP!
BUMP BUMP BUMP!
Getting her suspension checked would be a very good idea. This is why it will never happen and that KIA will hopefully take a shit near the Cryptid Outhouse along the Long Road (
). Chantal reminds us she worked her "
whole life" and had an actual job with a schedule and everything. This is her job now. People need to stop Beeze Shaming.
NO SING, NOT EVEN QUIET SING!
We are craving a berry cake or berry pie. Mmm. Or Blueberry Pie! Or something!
N-O
S-I-N-G!
She wants to go to NY. For the architecture? The museums? The history? The unique slice of American Culture? YES! A slice of New York style thin crust pizza of course! Chantal knows she is boring but she slept straight through when she went to bed early. Yawn. Throat clear. Snot snarfle. Throat clear. We have plans for this upcoming weekend but in two weeks? BEEZER ROAD TRIP! Fully livestreamed! Even more than Windsor where she only streamed some of the drive.
We've arrived at the place of Holy Poo Pilgrimage: the Outhouse. Is this where she gets her nails done? No. She just needed a little validation. Several VIB are asking for their fallen comrades to be unblocked and Chantal is thinking about it...maybe for later. Smugtal is in full force with her Rich Lux glasses, black and flower print cancer cap, plaid horse blanket jacket, the burnt mustard colored couch fabric shirt and, massive rosacea blossoms that are making the filters have a stroke. Who other than Chantal would go out this way?
To prove that she MUST drive on the long road and it has nothing to do with Nader she is showing us the parkway that has SEVERAL places to pull out. This is just how she gets around to the other side of Ottawa. There is no. other. route.
Ma'am we know where you are. It's fine.
NO SING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Chantal is hungry, has not eaten (why did you not get food at Starbeeze with your two drinks?) and hasn't taken her medication. However, this is clearly her trying out how she is going to livestream this drive. Chinny the singing tour guide is probably one of those companies Yelp! reaches out to blackmail over bad reviews. Jamaican Meat Patties and Coca Cola for breakfast is also a possibility. Either way we're over Nader and
Just Wanna Beeze (tm).
She is using the little girl voice to sing. It's upsetting. None of this is okay.
We've parked and the livestream quality is utter shit, Annie is back to mothering Chantal because she messed up with her own brood and is desperately trying to fill the black hole her failed parenting has left in the relationship with her own children. We've withdrawn $1,000 in cash because she has a limit on her card spending but again the stream quality is shit. She has a daily limit she can charge. That sounds weird? The money is for her new laptop. She is going to end the stream.
Karlie is on the stream in the chat and Chantal needs her to advise what the cost of the room is so that she can Paypal Karlie the money for a room with a balcony on that cruise they're totally going on. I bet Chantal's Josh doesn't even like NY style pizza. This may be Null's chance! He can take her out for Pizza Friday, and he cooks! She likes a man that cooks.
The bank has a transaction limit on her account of $2,000 per day charging and $1,000 cash withdrawal.
She will be back after she gets her nails done and is NOT going to see Nader.
"Byyyyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."
