Saturday, July 21, 2007
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
Canadian Idol - wk 2
Oh Idol. My favourite summer pastime. Last night was the guys top 9. After the show there were 5 guys that I voted for. 5 guys that I thought were really really good (in no particular order) Andrew Austin, Jaydee Bixbee, Liam Styles Chang, Tyler Mollendorf, and Greg Neufeld. Now based on the judges comments, I don't know if all five of these guys will make the top ten (b/c there are other strong performers) but I am really digging the guys.
That is in comparrison to the girls who sang tonight. Out of 9 girls the judges only liked 3, and I only liked 2 (Carly Rae Jepsen and Montana). And there were probably 4 or so girls who deserve to go home this week (for those not in the know, 2 men and 2 women will go home). So I just hope some of the women step their game up a little bit, and really show Canada what they've got!!
Look for more Canadian Idol commentary in the weeks and months to come. Oh Idol, how I love you!!
That is in comparrison to the girls who sang tonight. Out of 9 girls the judges only liked 3, and I only liked 2 (Carly Rae Jepsen and Montana). And there were probably 4 or so girls who deserve to go home this week (for those not in the know, 2 men and 2 women will go home). So I just hope some of the women step their game up a little bit, and really show Canada what they've got!!
Look for more Canadian Idol commentary in the weeks and months to come. Oh Idol, how I love you!!
Friday, June 29, 2007
Thursday, June 28, 2007
A Hymn to Him
HIGGINS
What in all of heaven could've promted her to go,
After such a triumph as the ball?
What could've depressed her;
What could've possessed her?
I cannot understand the wretch at all.
Women are irrational, that's all there is to that!
There heads are full of cotton, hay, and rags!
They're nothing but exasperating, irritating,
vacillating, calculating, agitating,
Maddening and infuriating hags!
Pickering, why can't a woman be more like a man?
Yes...
Why can't a woman be more like a man?
Men are so honest, so thoroughly square;
Eternally noble, historic'ly fair;
Who, when you win, will always give your back a pat.
Well, why can't a woman be like that?
Why does ev'ryone do what the others do?
Can't a woman learn to use her head?
Why do they do ev'rything their mothers do?
Why don't they grow up- well, like their father instead?
Why can't a woman take after a man?
Men are so pleasant, so easy to please;
Whenever you are with them, you're always at ease.
Would you be slighted if I didn't speak for hours?
PICKERING
Of course not!
HIGGINS
Would you be livid if I had a drink or two?
PICKERING
Nonsense.
HIGGINS
Would you be wounded if I never sent you flowers?
PICKERING
Never.
HIGGINS
Well, why can't a woman be like you?
One man in a million may shout a bit.
Now and then there's one with slight defects;
One, perhaps, whose truthfulness you doubt a bit.
But by and large we are a marvelous sex!
Why can't a woman take after like a man?
Cause men are so friendly, good natured and kind.
A better companion you never will find.
If I were hours late for dinner, would you bellow?
PICKERING
Of course not!
HIGGINS
If I forgot your silly birthday, would you fuss?
PICKERING
Nonsense.
HIGGINS
Would you complain if I took out another fellow?
PICKERING
Never.
HIGGINS
Well, why can't a woman be like us?
Why can't a woman be more like a man?
Men are so decent, such regular chaps.
Ready to help you through any mishaps.
Ready to buck you up whenever you are glum.
Why can't a woman be a chum?
Why is thinking something women never do?
Why is logic never even tried?
Straight'ning up their hair is all they ever do.
Why don't they straighten up the mess that's inside?
Why can't a woman behave like a man?
If I was a woman who'd been to a ball,
Been hailed as a princess by one and by all;
Would I start weeping like a bathtub overflowing?
And carry on as if my home were in a tree?
Would I run off and never tell me where I'm going?
Why can't a woman be like me?
- My Fair Lady
I love this song. I think it's hillarious.
What in all of heaven could've promted her to go,
After such a triumph as the ball?
What could've depressed her;
What could've possessed her?
I cannot understand the wretch at all.
Women are irrational, that's all there is to that!
There heads are full of cotton, hay, and rags!
They're nothing but exasperating, irritating,
vacillating, calculating, agitating,
Maddening and infuriating hags!
Pickering, why can't a woman be more like a man?
Yes...
Why can't a woman be more like a man?
Men are so honest, so thoroughly square;
Eternally noble, historic'ly fair;
Who, when you win, will always give your back a pat.
Well, why can't a woman be like that?
Why does ev'ryone do what the others do?
Can't a woman learn to use her head?
Why do they do ev'rything their mothers do?
Why don't they grow up- well, like their father instead?
Why can't a woman take after a man?
Men are so pleasant, so easy to please;
Whenever you are with them, you're always at ease.
Would you be slighted if I didn't speak for hours?
PICKERING
Of course not!
HIGGINS
Would you be livid if I had a drink or two?
PICKERING
Nonsense.
HIGGINS
Would you be wounded if I never sent you flowers?
PICKERING
Never.
HIGGINS
Well, why can't a woman be like you?
One man in a million may shout a bit.
Now and then there's one with slight defects;
One, perhaps, whose truthfulness you doubt a bit.
But by and large we are a marvelous sex!
Why can't a woman take after like a man?
Cause men are so friendly, good natured and kind.
A better companion you never will find.
If I were hours late for dinner, would you bellow?
PICKERING
Of course not!
HIGGINS
If I forgot your silly birthday, would you fuss?
PICKERING
Nonsense.
HIGGINS
Would you complain if I took out another fellow?
PICKERING
Never.
HIGGINS
Well, why can't a woman be like us?
Why can't a woman be more like a man?
Men are so decent, such regular chaps.
Ready to help you through any mishaps.
Ready to buck you up whenever you are glum.
Why can't a woman be a chum?
Why is thinking something women never do?
Why is logic never even tried?
Straight'ning up their hair is all they ever do.
Why don't they straighten up the mess that's inside?
Why can't a woman behave like a man?
If I was a woman who'd been to a ball,
Been hailed as a princess by one and by all;
Would I start weeping like a bathtub overflowing?
And carry on as if my home were in a tree?
Would I run off and never tell me where I'm going?
Why can't a woman be like me?
- My Fair Lady
I love this song. I think it's hillarious.
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
eye spy
Today was not a good day to live in Toronto. This is because today it was 34 degrees outside, not including the humidex (feels like 40). This meant that today I abandoned all plans for being outside that were not absolutely necessary.
The only necessary outside things I had to do this morning was go to see the eye doctor. Today, for the first time, my eye doctor took a picture of my eye. Of the back of my eye. Of my optic nerve and all that other stuff. It was cool, but really quite disconcerting. Oh. That's my eye. And my optic nerve? And that's where I focus? Strangely beautiful as well, but weird.
Tomorrow is supposed to be hot again, hot and thunderstomy. I feel like I am in suspended animation right now. Not in a bad way - just in a strange way. And tonight is the top twelve women on Canadian Idol - what can I say - I love Canadian Idol! Like American Idol, but with character.
The only necessary outside things I had to do this morning was go to see the eye doctor. Today, for the first time, my eye doctor took a picture of my eye. Of the back of my eye. Of my optic nerve and all that other stuff. It was cool, but really quite disconcerting. Oh. That's my eye. And my optic nerve? And that's where I focus? Strangely beautiful as well, but weird.
Tomorrow is supposed to be hot again, hot and thunderstomy. I feel like I am in suspended animation right now. Not in a bad way - just in a strange way. And tonight is the top twelve women on Canadian Idol - what can I say - I love Canadian Idol! Like American Idol, but with character.
Thursday, June 21, 2007
the city
I don't have a favourite city. I like many different cities for many different reasons, but one my favourite cities is Toronto.
Since I have been back, every time I go somewhere new or do something fun I think how great Toronto is and how much I want to share what is fabulous about Toronto with everyone I know (including people who live in Toronto). And even though there is so much of Toronto that I don't know, and even though I still get very confused about where Bathurst Street is downtown, I love being in the city and feeling like a part of the city. I feel this way about Victoria, but to a lesser extent, because though I occasionaly discover new things/parts of Victoria, size dictates that there is only so much to explore. I still need to get out more, and actively embrace more of the city, but I like knowing that the city is out there. waiting for me.
Since I have been back, every time I go somewhere new or do something fun I think how great Toronto is and how much I want to share what is fabulous about Toronto with everyone I know (including people who live in Toronto). And even though there is so much of Toronto that I don't know, and even though I still get very confused about where Bathurst Street is downtown, I love being in the city and feeling like a part of the city. I feel this way about Victoria, but to a lesser extent, because though I occasionaly discover new things/parts of Victoria, size dictates that there is only so much to explore. I still need to get out more, and actively embrace more of the city, but I like knowing that the city is out there. waiting for me.
Saturday, June 16, 2007
If not me, then who?
This past week has been very strange because I haven't felt at all like myself. Now this was puzzling to me, because clearly I am still me. But I didn't feel like me. I felt like the regular me emerged several times a day to express frustration with how the current me was behaving, but was unable to do anything about it.
Now, today I have once again begun to feel like myself, which is a welcome relief from feeling like the non-me. Hopefully I can manage to continue to feel like me.
The feeling that I have less control over my thoughts/feelings/actions - even though it is still clearly me controlling all these things - but it's like looking at yourself through a smudged window so all of your movements are sluggish, akward and inaccurate and you can't make yourself behave quite properly.
On an unrelated note: I remember growing up my parents getting upset with my sister when she was out with a cell phone and turned it off so they couldn't call. Well geez louise parents - when you go out with a cell phone - keep it turned on so important people (like me!) can call you! sheesh.
Now, today I have once again begun to feel like myself, which is a welcome relief from feeling like the non-me. Hopefully I can manage to continue to feel like me.
The feeling that I have less control over my thoughts/feelings/actions - even though it is still clearly me controlling all these things - but it's like looking at yourself through a smudged window so all of your movements are sluggish, akward and inaccurate and you can't make yourself behave quite properly.
On an unrelated note: I remember growing up my parents getting upset with my sister when she was out with a cell phone and turned it off so they couldn't call. Well geez louise parents - when you go out with a cell phone - keep it turned on so important people (like me!) can call you! sheesh.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
language
I think that the language we use can sometimes say a lot about a person. And other times very little. I definetly say "like" to much and don't know as many big words as I would like, and sometimes I say things that surprise me. I will present two cases to illustrate.
1) In a bar in Halifax Alex and I were talking to a random 40something year old man who was attempting to make our acquaintance. He was talking to us about "Bubbles" of "The Trailor Park Boys" fame and he inquired as to whether or not we were familliar with the Trailor Park Boys. I replied that I had never seen the show but was familiar with them as a "cultural phenomenon". Apparently this phrase, which works very well in a classroom setting, causes random people in bars to look at you like you are crazy.
2) Yesterday I was walking in downtown Toronto with Alexandra. We were talking about something about which I was getting somewhat worked up about, and this caused me to exclaim "geez louise!". This was apparently humourous to a random woman who was riding by on her bicycle who shouted "hey geez louise!", as though to point out her appreciation/scorn of my use of that phrase.
I have no real point, just that I am a 23 year old woman who uses phrases like cultural phenonomenon and geez louise, apparently to the amusemnet/chagrin of those around me.
1) In a bar in Halifax Alex and I were talking to a random 40something year old man who was attempting to make our acquaintance. He was talking to us about "Bubbles" of "The Trailor Park Boys" fame and he inquired as to whether or not we were familliar with the Trailor Park Boys. I replied that I had never seen the show but was familiar with them as a "cultural phenomenon". Apparently this phrase, which works very well in a classroom setting, causes random people in bars to look at you like you are crazy.
2) Yesterday I was walking in downtown Toronto with Alexandra. We were talking about something about which I was getting somewhat worked up about, and this caused me to exclaim "geez louise!". This was apparently humourous to a random woman who was riding by on her bicycle who shouted "hey geez louise!", as though to point out her appreciation/scorn of my use of that phrase.
I have no real point, just that I am a 23 year old woman who uses phrases like cultural phenonomenon and geez louise, apparently to the amusemnet/chagrin of those around me.
Thursday, June 07, 2007
travels (day 5-8)
Day 5
1) mapquest and roundabouts
2) rain
3) lots of fog and the total lack of a view from the confederation bridge
4) red soil, for serious.
5) "big chief" van
6) Levi and Kate
"don't worry about paying, it's more important that you are comfortable"
Q: "ummmmm..." A: "I bought it at a garage sale"
"you can use the phone but we only have one line, so if you wouldn't mind answering the call waiting"
7) Deidre
8) The Anne Store
9) The store with the scarf
10) The lack of cuteness
11) The best "in a paper bag" fish and chips in PEI
12) The fact that you can get, what I can only describe as a giant bong/caraf of beer brought to your table
13) Ohmigd is that a PEI accent?
14) Only drinking a half pint of beer
15) If playing in a band makes a guy approx. 3x better looking than when he is not playing in a band, and you are watching a band play where no one is good looking, you know there is no chance for the guys to be good looking
16) The fact that everyone in the bar knew who everyone else was
17) KIWI!!
Day 6
1) more Deidre
2) Anne's House
3) The little path that went only to Lucy Maud Montgomery MacDonald's grave
4) Things being closed, and or ceasing to exist
5) Random craft shops
6) Napping in the car
7) Feeling like Sarah Stanley and Gus Pike as they go looking for captain crane's treasure
8) Seriously the most amazing red cliffs EVER!!
9) Lobster Supper!!
10) unlimited chowder!! (and muscles and desert and SIXTY FOOT salad bar)
11) Megan! (we love you)
Day 7
1) A big ferry
2) Being the LAST car off the big ferry
3) Lots of driving
4) OHMIGD I HAD NO IDEA THAT THE CABOT TRAIL WOULD BE SO AMAZING!
5) More Amazing
6) Cheticamp - the rug (not to be confused with latch) hooking capital of the world
7) More French Tim's
8) Lobster traps painted with the Acadian flag
9) "If we both didn't see it, then it wasn't there"
10) Jeff (number 2)
11) Pleasant Bay
12) buying gloves (finally)!
13) Making pasta and playing cards in the kitchen
14) going to bed early in the dogdy linen, but grateful for the heat
15) No keys for the hostel, front door or bedroom
Day 8
1) Snow on the Ground
2) Amazing
3) Crazy twisty downhill driving
4) Stopping randomly in an empty diner/convience store to use the restroom
5) Canada Post!!
6) Louisbourg!! with 4 out of 48 buildings open and an unfortunate lack of people in costume
7) car picnic
8) blustery blustery
9) Cape Breton University!
10) Dinner at the Swiss
11) laundry
12) "say NO to incineration"
And it would be wonderful if someone could please tell me what to do!
1) mapquest and roundabouts
2) rain
3) lots of fog and the total lack of a view from the confederation bridge
4) red soil, for serious.
5) "big chief" van
6) Levi and Kate
"don't worry about paying, it's more important that you are comfortable"
Q: "ummmmm..." A: "I bought it at a garage sale"
"you can use the phone but we only have one line, so if you wouldn't mind answering the call waiting"
7) Deidre
8) The Anne Store
9) The store with the scarf
10) The lack of cuteness
11) The best "in a paper bag" fish and chips in PEI
12) The fact that you can get, what I can only describe as a giant bong/caraf of beer brought to your table
13) Ohmigd is that a PEI accent?
14) Only drinking a half pint of beer
15) If playing in a band makes a guy approx. 3x better looking than when he is not playing in a band, and you are watching a band play where no one is good looking, you know there is no chance for the guys to be good looking
16) The fact that everyone in the bar knew who everyone else was
17) KIWI!!
Day 6
1) more Deidre
2) Anne's House
3) The little path that went only to Lucy Maud Montgomery MacDonald's grave
4) Things being closed, and or ceasing to exist
5) Random craft shops
6) Napping in the car
7) Feeling like Sarah Stanley and Gus Pike as they go looking for captain crane's treasure
8) Seriously the most amazing red cliffs EVER!!
9) Lobster Supper!!
10) unlimited chowder!! (and muscles and desert and SIXTY FOOT salad bar)
11) Megan! (we love you)
Day 7
1) A big ferry
2) Being the LAST car off the big ferry
3) Lots of driving
4) OHMIGD I HAD NO IDEA THAT THE CABOT TRAIL WOULD BE SO AMAZING!
5) More Amazing
6) Cheticamp - the rug (not to be confused with latch) hooking capital of the world
7) More French Tim's
8) Lobster traps painted with the Acadian flag
9) "If we both didn't see it, then it wasn't there"
10) Jeff (number 2)
11) Pleasant Bay
12) buying gloves (finally)!
13) Making pasta and playing cards in the kitchen
14) going to bed early in the dogdy linen, but grateful for the heat
15) No keys for the hostel, front door or bedroom
Day 8
1) Snow on the Ground
2) Amazing
3) Crazy twisty downhill driving
4) Stopping randomly in an empty diner/convience store to use the restroom
5) Canada Post!!
6) Louisbourg!! with 4 out of 48 buildings open and an unfortunate lack of people in costume
7) car picnic
8) blustery blustery
9) Cape Breton University!
10) Dinner at the Swiss
11) laundry
12) "say NO to incineration"
And it would be wonderful if someone could please tell me what to do!
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
Travels: Day 1-4
I have been extremely distracted for the past few days, however, I really want to blog about my trip. So I will do my best to briefly shift my focus away from my problem. (yeah, I know. some problem).
Day 1
1) Quebec City, suprsingly unfar
2) Comedy of Errors
*lights going out, damn that coffee maker
*do you see the dial. look across the room. use that dial instead.
*ummmm.... isn't this key supposed to work?
3) metro! the ability to buy wine at the grocery store? how civillized.
4) writing on best western stationary
Day 2
1) Quebec City to Fredriction, surpringly far
2) "I think those are the falls"
3) Walmart
4) Rain
5) Freezing Rain
6) Snow
7) Rain
8) Rosemary Hall
9) SKETCHY!
10) Jeff
11) Hours of guitar playing across the hall
12) The Blue Door and Pad Thai
13) The NB Sports Hall of Fame
Day 3
1) Pewter
2) Green Tea and "do you know us. we sell stuff in Toronto"
3) Beaverbrook!!!
4) Dali
5) docent's choice
6) GAGETOWN! (round 1)
7) small little road - pretty little road
8) toll
9) UNB
10) A table full of Rugby guys
11) laundry
12) Seriously - how could I have known the road was ABOVE us!
13) Irving
14) GREY'S season finale
15) super super cute houses on super super confusing streets
Day 4
1) UNB Museum
2) Loyalist Day
"I don't understand, why is everyone in costume?"
"I wanted to see the permanant wave machine!"
"I think it's cubism"
3) Rain
4a) Full below ground parking (morning)
4b) Closed (?!) below ground parking (night)
5) Farmer's market
*ring
6) Beauty and the Beast (or something like that) with disapointingly poor food.
7) CABERET!! seriously, who knew?
8) MERIMAC!!
"here's a free shot with your cover"
Okay - that's all for now. More to follow.
Day 1
1) Quebec City, suprsingly unfar
2) Comedy of Errors
*lights going out, damn that coffee maker
*do you see the dial. look across the room. use that dial instead.
*ummmm.... isn't this key supposed to work?
3) metro! the ability to buy wine at the grocery store? how civillized.
4) writing on best western stationary
Day 2
1) Quebec City to Fredriction, surpringly far
2) "I think those are the falls"
3) Walmart
4) Rain
5) Freezing Rain
6) Snow
7) Rain
8) Rosemary Hall
9) SKETCHY!
10) Jeff
11) Hours of guitar playing across the hall
12) The Blue Door and Pad Thai
13) The NB Sports Hall of Fame
Day 3
1) Pewter
2) Green Tea and "do you know us. we sell stuff in Toronto"
3) Beaverbrook!!!
4) Dali
5) docent's choice
6) GAGETOWN! (round 1)
7) small little road - pretty little road
8) toll
9) UNB
10) A table full of Rugby guys
11) laundry
12) Seriously - how could I have known the road was ABOVE us!
13) Irving
14) GREY'S season finale
15) super super cute houses on super super confusing streets
Day 4
1) UNB Museum
2) Loyalist Day
"I don't understand, why is everyone in costume?"
"I wanted to see the permanant wave machine!"
"I think it's cubism"
3) Rain
4a) Full below ground parking (morning)
4b) Closed (?!) below ground parking (night)
5) Farmer's market
*ring
6) Beauty and the Beast (or something like that) with disapointingly poor food.
7) CABERET!! seriously, who knew?
8) MERIMAC!!
"here's a free shot with your cover"
Okay - that's all for now. More to follow.
Saturday, May 12, 2007
7 provinces in one month (how cool is that?)
Part I: Books
I just finished a book called between the bridge in the river, written by craig ferguson of the late late show and drew carey fame. I can't decide if it was "good" or not, but it was really really enjoyable to read - and really, what more can you ask from a book.
Part II: Trip things
For anyone who doesn't know, this Tuesday I am leaving on a road trip with my friend Alex. This is the first real road trip I have ever been on. We are driving from Toronto to the Maritimes and back again in 19days. I am super excited, and a little freaked out. But mainly super excited. We will be staying in Quebec City, Fredricton, Saint John, Charlottetown, Cape Breton, Halifax, Moncton, Quebec City (again), Ottawa and then finally Toronto. We will be staying in a mix of hostels and hotels (neither of us knows things about camping) and having picnic lunches, seafood dinners and pints while listening to fiddling music :)
I just finished a book called between the bridge in the river, written by craig ferguson of the late late show and drew carey fame. I can't decide if it was "good" or not, but it was really really enjoyable to read - and really, what more can you ask from a book.
Part II: Trip things
For anyone who doesn't know, this Tuesday I am leaving on a road trip with my friend Alex. This is the first real road trip I have ever been on. We are driving from Toronto to the Maritimes and back again in 19days. I am super excited, and a little freaked out. But mainly super excited. We will be staying in Quebec City, Fredricton, Saint John, Charlottetown, Cape Breton, Halifax, Moncton, Quebec City (again), Ottawa and then finally Toronto. We will be staying in a mix of hostels and hotels (neither of us knows things about camping) and having picnic lunches, seafood dinners and pints while listening to fiddling music :)
Sunday, May 06, 2007
where to begin?
Since last time I have left B.C. and returned to Toronto by way of Alberta. So much stuff happened. So much. Too much. So below are random thoughts from the past 10 days.
1) it seems like WAY more than 10 days
2) ohmigd I want a dog!!
3) Things in a Box (x2)
4) I heart euchre. even if I don't know how to spell it. I am also amazing at it.
5) sangria (x2)
6) appies.
7) besties.
8) seeing Dylan
9) having my fondness for Moxie's seriously questioned.
10) two words: hot. springs.
11) m&m bark
12) my favourite ice cream shop
13) children are ridiculously cute. especially (but not limited to) blonde children and laughing children.
14) famillies are special things
15) colburn and lake ontario and ohmigd gorgeous.
16) moving (x2)
17) so that's who X is/what X looks like
18) 59 + 59! (and I'm feeling fine!)
19) James
20) LUPUS!!
21) trip planning
22) being really really really happy.
1) it seems like WAY more than 10 days
2) ohmigd I want a dog!!
3) Things in a Box (x2)
4) I heart euchre. even if I don't know how to spell it. I am also amazing at it.
5) sangria (x2)
6) appies.
7) besties.
8) seeing Dylan
9) having my fondness for Moxie's seriously questioned.
10) two words: hot. springs.
11) m&m bark
12) my favourite ice cream shop
13) children are ridiculously cute. especially (but not limited to) blonde children and laughing children.
14) famillies are special things
15) colburn and lake ontario and ohmigd gorgeous.
16) moving (x2)
17) so that's who X is/what X looks like
18) 59 + 59! (and I'm feeling fine!)
19) James
20) LUPUS!!
21) trip planning
22) being really really really happy.
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
T minus three days
I am currently on hold with telus and there is no music, no automated voice thanking me for waiting, nothing. It's a little disconcerting.
Last night I watched the Gilmore Girls. I don't watch it regularly, but I have a pretty good idea of what is going on. Anyways - last night's episode really spoke to me. On three levels in fact. On the Rory level, the Paris level and the Lorelei (sp?) level - which is pretty close to be all the levels.
Today is more packing. pack pack pack. This morning I had coffee with my friend Steph. She is leaving today for Vancouver. I gave her all the liquour I had in my house. Which was a lot - a lot because I rarely drink and people have given me liquour as gifts - not because I drink a lot so I have a lot :)
still on hold. still silent. still disconcerted.
Last night I watched the Gilmore Girls. I don't watch it regularly, but I have a pretty good idea of what is going on. Anyways - last night's episode really spoke to me. On three levels in fact. On the Rory level, the Paris level and the Lorelei (sp?) level - which is pretty close to be all the levels.
Today is more packing. pack pack pack. This morning I had coffee with my friend Steph. She is leaving today for Vancouver. I gave her all the liquour I had in my house. Which was a lot - a lot because I rarely drink and people have given me liquour as gifts - not because I drink a lot so I have a lot :)
still on hold. still silent. still disconcerted.
Monday, April 23, 2007
Today
Today my bank account grew by $150. This is because I returned a $80 pair of pants and a $70 shirt. I realize that I should probably try to focus on buying things I need and can afford. Oh well... no one is perfect.
Today I finally put all my art postcards from NY (and a few others) in my art postcard book. It's been a year and I finally got around to it. What I should have gotten around to today was furthering my packing (note the sound of me hyperventaliating).
Tonight I was reading "the things I know" blog (which is my favourite blog of those linked by members of Devin's family) and I realized that right now I suddenly don't feel compelled to know anything. I mean, I know the things I know, and there are lots of things I don't know. And for the last couple weeks, I haven't been that worried about the things I don't. It's a nice change.
Today I finally put all my art postcards from NY (and a few others) in my art postcard book. It's been a year and I finally got around to it. What I should have gotten around to today was furthering my packing (note the sound of me hyperventaliating).
Tonight I was reading "the things I know" blog (which is my favourite blog of those linked by members of Devin's family) and I realized that right now I suddenly don't feel compelled to know anything. I mean, I know the things I know, and there are lots of things I don't know. And for the last couple weeks, I haven't been that worried about the things I don't. It's a nice change.
Monday, April 16, 2007
last little while
who wears short shorts? me apparently. not on purpose I assure you.
I love martinis.
last weeks I drank three nights in row (note: not like in college - I just had one-two drinks - but still - this is highly irregular for me)
dulche de leche (sp?) = yum. However only in tall. grande is too much.
packing = fear
spending summer living with parents without a place of my own = potential nervous breakdown. I love my parents and we get along super well. but the summer? and maybe beyond? I have been home for the summer before. But man. man!!
I heart Iris Murdoch.
I am going to buy Craig Ferguson's book for my plane ride and sojurn in Calgary.
I love having flowers in my apartment. And I am sad to be leaving my apartment.
I giggle too much and at inappropriate times.
A few days ago I woke up from a dream, laughing, I was laughing so much in my dream I woke myself up. I only wish I remember what it was about.
I have had one flying dream in my life. I (irrationaly) envy those who have flying dreams.
Grotty is a word.
Sleep makes me happy.
Children of men is a good movie. But it wasn't fabulous. I am considering reading the book.
Today it was not nice weather wise. That made me sad. It has been super nice these past couple of days. Please come back sun. Please come back.
I love martinis.
last weeks I drank three nights in row (note: not like in college - I just had one-two drinks - but still - this is highly irregular for me)
dulche de leche (sp?) = yum. However only in tall. grande is too much.
packing = fear
spending summer living with parents without a place of my own = potential nervous breakdown. I love my parents and we get along super well. but the summer? and maybe beyond? I have been home for the summer before. But man. man!!
I heart Iris Murdoch.
I am going to buy Craig Ferguson's book for my plane ride and sojurn in Calgary.
I love having flowers in my apartment. And I am sad to be leaving my apartment.
I giggle too much and at inappropriate times.
A few days ago I woke up from a dream, laughing, I was laughing so much in my dream I woke myself up. I only wish I remember what it was about.
I have had one flying dream in my life. I (irrationaly) envy those who have flying dreams.
Grotty is a word.
Sleep makes me happy.
Children of men is a good movie. But it wasn't fabulous. I am considering reading the book.
Today it was not nice weather wise. That made me sad. It has been super nice these past couple of days. Please come back sun. Please come back.
also.
I just saw the last 30 seconds of degrassi the next generation. I have not watched it since before christmas. And wow. Alex and Paige? for real? love? what is going on? why did I stop watching what might be the greatest show ever on canadian tv?! (street legal excluded).
Saturday, April 14, 2007
high school
bubble gum and house parties when you stole your parents rum
and tried to screw everything that could breathe
back in high school we didnt have a whole lot to do
we watched the world go by on the television screen
said it's the 90's kids thats way out this is way in
go beat eachother up on the dance floor
told us drugs were no good
but then we smoked 'em and liked 'em
so much that we smoked a little more
we liked 'em so much that we smoked a little more
then i call your name
did you hear me singin' that song that i wrote for you?
your so the same but your so different
i didn't recognize you
it's kinda hard with all that sexual confussion
sometimes you don't know if your gay or straight
but whats the difference its a wonderful illusion
most times you won't make it past second base
I'm in a band we kinda suck but we don't now it yet
and i don't care anyway
cuz soon i'm gonna sell these drums, pay my rent,
support my kid and tell him all about way back in daddy's day
i'll tell him all about way back in daddy's day
Chorus
some years later by a soda coolerator
in a corner store back in my home town
this stranger smiles at me, said
"remember the class of '93?"
and for some reason it makes him look real proud
after all the good times he said we had
he looks at me, scratches his head
and asked me where the hell i have went
and the funny thing is that i never even knew him
but he coulda been any one of my high school friends
Chorus (x2)
and tried to screw everything that could breathe
back in high school we didnt have a whole lot to do
we watched the world go by on the television screen
said it's the 90's kids thats way out this is way in
go beat eachother up on the dance floor
told us drugs were no good
but then we smoked 'em and liked 'em
so much that we smoked a little more
we liked 'em so much that we smoked a little more
then i call your name
did you hear me singin' that song that i wrote for you?
your so the same but your so different
i didn't recognize you
it's kinda hard with all that sexual confussion
sometimes you don't know if your gay or straight
but whats the difference its a wonderful illusion
most times you won't make it past second base
I'm in a band we kinda suck but we don't now it yet
and i don't care anyway
cuz soon i'm gonna sell these drums, pay my rent,
support my kid and tell him all about way back in daddy's day
i'll tell him all about way back in daddy's day
Chorus
some years later by a soda coolerator
in a corner store back in my home town
this stranger smiles at me, said
"remember the class of '93?"
and for some reason it makes him look real proud
after all the good times he said we had
he looks at me, scratches his head
and asked me where the hell i have went
and the funny thing is that i never even knew him
but he coulda been any one of my high school friends
Chorus (x2)
Monday, April 09, 2007
lov-e-ly
All I want is a room somewhere,
Far away from the cold night air.
With one enormous chair,
Aow, wouldn't it be loverly?
Lots of choc'lates for me to eat,
Lots of coal makin' lots of 'eat.
Warm face, warm 'ands, warm feet,
Aow, wouldn't it be loverly?
Aow, so loverly sittin' abso-bloomin'-lutely still.
I would never budge 'till spring
Crept over me windowsill.
Someone's 'ead restin' on my knee,
Warm an' tender as 'e can be. 'ho takes good care of me,
Aow, wouldn't it be loverly?
Loverly, loverly, loverly, loverly
Far away from the cold night air.
With one enormous chair,
Aow, wouldn't it be loverly?
Lots of choc'lates for me to eat,
Lots of coal makin' lots of 'eat.
Warm face, warm 'ands, warm feet,
Aow, wouldn't it be loverly?
Aow, so loverly sittin' abso-bloomin'-lutely still.
I would never budge 'till spring
Crept over me windowsill.
Someone's 'ead restin' on my knee,
Warm an' tender as 'e can be. 'ho takes good care of me,
Aow, wouldn't it be loverly?
Loverly, loverly, loverly, loverly
Thursday, April 05, 2007
Quote of the Day
Martin Sheen: I don't believe we go to heaven, I believe we become heaven.
I love this.
I love this.
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