December 2010
3 posts
I’m going to give this a break. This blog, anyway. I’ll be back when I have something nice to say.
guy-bert asked: So.... what's the story? Lots of catching up to do!
It’s been a while. I’ve missed you. I’m sorry to have filled the void with hours on end of grinding vis-a-vis LOTRO. My cheeks are swollen and my gums are spiked with titanium. I hope you still remember me.
November 2010
2 posts
Anonymous asked: Where are you?
Window Over The Bay - Vashti Bunyan
October 2010
7 posts
I was mugged the night before last. Robbed at gun point. I lost everything save for my toothbrush, passport, cellphone (without a battery), mp3 player, glasses, and some other junk. I lost my wallet, my g-ma’s ring, my sketchbook, notebook, diary, journal, my one change of clothes, my backpack itself, my retainers, my cellphone battery, two-hundred and seventy dollars cash, any and all...
“I must interpret the life about me as I interpret the life that is my own. My...”
– Dr. Albert Schweitzer, Civilization and Ethics
Nothing
sets me on edge more so than the clash of catastrophic cutlery.
The Lucky One - Au Revoir Simone
California
Snuck onto the California Zephyr Amtrak line in Chicago at around 2 o’clock on Friday. Got to the San Francisco bay area last night at around 7:30. Long fucking train ride. I’m off my meds and the withdrawal is setting in, joy.
September 2010
16 posts
hikikomoriganglife asked: I'm glad things are going good for you. Cleveland is a good place! I don't know if the gypsies are in the town yet, but they usually come around fall time. If you see one, treat them with respect. They've been playing this game longer than we have.
As I sit here and roll myself a cigarette I can here the rain hitting the belly of the eavesdrop and cars rushing through the puddles lining the streets, I can feel the cool breeze breathe in and out. I think about what I “should” be doing. Where I almost was. I would probably be in my room at my parents house, trying to sleep. I’d be going to school in the morning, or worse, to...
Hey
I’ve got a pinched nerve in my right side. We’re taking a bus to Erie this evening and hitching to Pittsburgh from there.
I’ve felt like shit lately and it’s beyond frustrating. The good news is that I’m slowly but surely getting in shape.
Xander and I, we’re what I like to call thegan nombies. We steal to survive and we eat like kings because of it. You...
Got to Buffalo yesterday, heading for Chicago next. Xander might break up with me.
Update
I find myself in St. Catharines. This is a whim. I came here to see someone whom I consider to be a dear friend before I departed on my journey.
Tonight I will be catching a bus to Fort Erie and crossing the border into the U.S. from there. Next Pittsburgh, Chicago, Seattle, Vancouver, Berkeley, and finally San Francisco.
To hell with everyone who ever told me that you need money. Fuck anyone...
A note,
Those of you who know much about me may be concerned as to what the fuck is going on. I lasted in Toronto just short of a week and then my aunt kicked me out for no good reason and my father had me come back up north. Xander came with and then my father sent him away this past Thursday but if all goes according to plan I will taking a bus back down to Toronto tomorrow afternoon.
I’ve...
August 2010
68 posts
I got kicked out my aunt’s, forced to quit my job, and I am at home for the time being. I have a boyfriend and we are going to begin traveling together. I will return to Toronto for a brief period of time and I do not know where we are going from there.
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To whom ever it may concern,
Early, busy mornings. Ugly, lovable pants. I got trained to do some basic shit at a dairy bar. A vegan working in a dairy bar - a vegan previously and singularly employed by her parents’ fishing lodge. That same vegan later went home, changed, and made her way downtown in time for the Greenpeace meeting. After that I made my way to my dear, old friend Keri’s place in Cabbage Town. She...
Today I thought about just how much my sight means to me. Then I tripped, fell, let brow ridge and cheekbone meet stone, and I saw nothing. Saw nothing coming, saw nothing happen, felt everything. Everything happens in an instant. He saw me. He saw what happened and gave me his pocketed tissue. The bleeding stopped.
The coincidence? I came upon this affable alien prior to an attempt at impromptu...
Disconnect
Today is my third day in this city. It is humid and noisy and people don’t take too kindly to my smiles. I miss my family and the comforts of home, but I knew that I must go. Go for the sake of going; go as a means to preserve one’s sanity. This place is smellier than I am and that’s saying something. I long for a friend here. Until then I suppose I’ll just keep on, the...
“We have the burden and the opportunity of living in the moment when the critique...”
– Eating Animals by Jonathan Safran Foer
Alright, I’ll start posting better things now.
I GOT A MOTHERLICKING JOB.
Like, five minutes after I posted that, Baskin Robbin’s called. I applied there literally like three hours ago. I start on Thursday, 1 - 5. I ROCK!
Five more resumés handed out and an interview to be scheduled with Tim Horton’s. woo
THIS PLACE IS STRANGE AND THE KIDS ARE ACTIVE
Sweetheart, we’re not in Kansas anymore.
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“I had always heard your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second...”
– American Beauty (1999)
I am moving to Toronto on Monday. I am packing my things tomorrow and I am leaving on Monday. Tomorrow morning I am going to head down the lake with my father and we will have coffee with my family at the island, then I will come back here and do my thing, visit my g-ma once she gets back from church at around noon, finish packing, and most likely then head back over to the island. There will be...
Sun Was High (So Was I) - Best Coast
Day 04: your favourite book
When it comes down to my favourite things, I base it on my ability to reflect on the material vs. my own experiences and how it personally resonates with me. In this sense, Stephen Chbosky’s 1999 novel The Perks of Being a Wallflower is my favourite book. In some aspects I identify with the protagonist but really what the novel evokes in me is a great empathy. It...
Day 03: your favourite television program
I’m not a huge fan of TV but Thunder Cats is gold.
When We Were Heroes: Does Anyone Have Nice Knees? →
wake up next to a copy held together with leather binding pages bound by the bed covers wrapped in a half-knot anticipation of heart palpitations and chex cereal he is just waiting for an excuse to faint while he poops and ruin shitting for the rest of us.
apple pecan raspberry tragedy woodberry…