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.
Showing posts with label blogging. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blogging. Show all posts
Monday, April 23, 2007
Saturday, January 27, 2007
wanting to post.
but nothing to say.
so why post? No idea.
The last few weeks I have been renting Arrested Development on DVD. Funny stuff.
Even though school is quite intense I have been feeling pretty good lately. I don't know if it's the weather (gorgeous!) or what - but everything just seems right with the world. I'm guessing it won't last :) Today I read the Globe and Mail Saturday edition in paper format (which I love). All this talk of going to bed at 10pm has inspired me to (once again) try to consistently go to sleep earlier - because 7 hours of sleep is not enough for me. I need to alternate between 7 1/2 and 9 hours to maintain my optimum waking:sleeping ratio. I going to stop now - maybe tomorrow I will have something to say.
but nothing to say.
so why post? No idea.
The last few weeks I have been renting Arrested Development on DVD. Funny stuff.
Even though school is quite intense I have been feeling pretty good lately. I don't know if it's the weather (gorgeous!) or what - but everything just seems right with the world. I'm guessing it won't last :) Today I read the Globe and Mail Saturday edition in paper format (which I love). All this talk of going to bed at 10pm has inspired me to (once again) try to consistently go to sleep earlier - because 7 hours of sleep is not enough for me. I need to alternate between 7 1/2 and 9 hours to maintain my optimum waking:sleeping ratio. I going to stop now - maybe tomorrow I will have something to say.
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Life in Victoria or strikethrough
At the risk of sounding like a spoiled brat* (something which Devin will readily confirm) today I went to the tailor's, and apparently it will take until next Thursday (8 days!) before my stuff is ready. I think this is an insanely long time. I guess that's what happens when you move from the centre of the (Canadian) universe out to the colonies.
*if I could figure out how to use strikethrough I would use it here. Anyone know how to use strikethrough?
Okay - here are the instructions (thank you blog world). This is what you do: put <, the word strike, and > before the word, and <, /, the word strike, and > after the word.
*if I could figure out how to use strikethrough I would use it here. Anyone know how to use strikethrough?
Okay - here are the instructions (thank you blog world). This is what you do: put <, the word strike, and > before the word, and <, /, the word strike, and > after the word.
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Things going on in my head and the heads of those around me
1) Today I mailed a birthday gift to Ontario. It cost $11 to mail. Canada Post is not my friend.
2) I am a little bit stressed, and very busy, but I am happy. I am happy because the people in my life make me happy and I am because I make me happy.
3) One of the things I like about people is that no two are exactly alike. Even people you don't like, they are redeemed by the fact that they are an excellent version of themselves.
4) People who think blogging is a self-centred pastime are, or course, correct. People who think that blogging is a self-centred pastime and therefore is a bad thing are wrong. Everything we do is self-centred. Seriously. Other self-centred things include reading (who else does reading benefit, just you), watching t.v., going on holiday, etc. to the most fundamental things we all do.
Why do people have children? For the children? no, you don't know them, you do it for you*. Why do you believe in God, for Him, no, you believe in Him for you. Okay - I will grant there are a few people (Mother Teresa?) who help people to help them, and not for personal reward, but the average person? Some people might think this is overly cynical, but it's not; I don't think these are bad things, I think it is what it means to be human. To be selfish and flawed but to do the best job that you can at being that selfish and flawed person that you are.
*note: this is not to suggest that I think having children is always a choice, for many women, in many parts of the world, having children is not a choice. I am just saying that if you are choosing, you are choosing for you.
2) I am a little bit stressed, and very busy, but I am happy. I am happy because the people in my life make me happy and I am because I make me happy.
3) One of the things I like about people is that no two are exactly alike. Even people you don't like, they are redeemed by the fact that they are an excellent version of themselves.
4) People who think blogging is a self-centred pastime are, or course, correct. People who think that blogging is a self-centred pastime and therefore is a bad thing are wrong. Everything we do is self-centred. Seriously. Other self-centred things include reading (who else does reading benefit, just you), watching t.v., going on holiday, etc. to the most fundamental things we all do.
Why do people have children? For the children? no, you don't know them, you do it for you*. Why do you believe in God, for Him, no, you believe in Him for you. Okay - I will grant there are a few people (Mother Teresa?) who help people to help them, and not for personal reward, but the average person? Some people might think this is overly cynical, but it's not; I don't think these are bad things, I think it is what it means to be human. To be selfish and flawed but to do the best job that you can at being that selfish and flawed person that you are.
*note: this is not to suggest that I think having children is always a choice, for many women, in many parts of the world, having children is not a choice. I am just saying that if you are choosing, you are choosing for you.
Sunday, August 20, 2006
little miss sunshine
On Friday evening we went out for sushi and to see little miss sunshine - both of which were excellent. the sushi was fabulous and is reason alone to live on the west coast and the movie was really good and very fun. yesterday was excellent - and involved lying on the beach, coming home and accidently lying on my bed and getting sand in my clean sheets, cooking, ice cream, and flightplan. this week will involve schoolwork, getting a new desk, maybe more cooking, and preparing for sarah's arrival.
often during the week I will hear or see something funny which I think "that would make a great blog entry" and then I never get around to writing about it or I forget and then I am disappointed. At the same time - it's not like I post so infrequently that I should really be making an effort to do it more often.
Final thought - Seth won Kept and is now offically jerry hall's kept man. Had I been in Jerry's shoes I would have made the same choice.
often during the week I will hear or see something funny which I think "that would make a great blog entry" and then I never get around to writing about it or I forget and then I am disappointed. At the same time - it's not like I post so infrequently that I should really be making an effort to do it more often.
Final thought - Seth won Kept and is now offically jerry hall's kept man. Had I been in Jerry's shoes I would have made the same choice.
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
i just successfully googled my blog!
(also - when I googled my blog KM's also came up as linking to mine).
(also - who goes to hoppin' eddies? seriously. i always wondered).
(also - when I googled my blog KM's also came up as linking to mine).
(also - who goes to hoppin' eddies? seriously. i always wondered).
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
on blogging.
my mother knows that I have a blog - and this fact makes her very uncomfortable - the idea that strangers "anyone!" can read things about me. She constantly asks if I post "personal" things about myself, and though all my thoughts are personal, rarely to I post personal, real-life stories.
In the past week, the authors of three seperate blogs which I frequent (one written by someone I know but don't really talk to anymore and two by people I have never met) have experienced signifcant trauma. One had a miscarriage, one suffered a sexual assult (or possibly a rape), and one a betrayl and the end of a hugely significant relationship (or at least this is what I have gathered from the three, keeping in mind the indirect nature of blogging)
It's the strangest feeling to want to reach out and hug somebody you don't even know, or haven't seen in forever, and yet really it's just a manifestation of the human condition. Especially with regard to the three things which I mentioned, which I would not wish on any woman.
through blogging and the internet we are offered a small window into the lives of those we know and those we don't - and often times we see more, or at least differently, than we would through more traditional windows. I wish everyone I knew kept a blog (and not just so I would have more ways to kill time) but because they provide these unique snapshots of both individual personalities and general humanity. Through both the observation of everyday life, and perhaps more so, through the experience of the moments that will shape a life as they unfold in real time.
In the past week, the authors of three seperate blogs which I frequent (one written by someone I know but don't really talk to anymore and two by people I have never met) have experienced signifcant trauma. One had a miscarriage, one suffered a sexual assult (or possibly a rape), and one a betrayl and the end of a hugely significant relationship (or at least this is what I have gathered from the three, keeping in mind the indirect nature of blogging)
It's the strangest feeling to want to reach out and hug somebody you don't even know, or haven't seen in forever, and yet really it's just a manifestation of the human condition. Especially with regard to the three things which I mentioned, which I would not wish on any woman.
through blogging and the internet we are offered a small window into the lives of those we know and those we don't - and often times we see more, or at least differently, than we would through more traditional windows. I wish everyone I knew kept a blog (and not just so I would have more ways to kill time) but because they provide these unique snapshots of both individual personalities and general humanity. Through both the observation of everyday life, and perhaps more so, through the experience of the moments that will shape a life as they unfold in real time.
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