Here I am in this this uniformish pantsuit sort of thing


Lasy night your (potentially) favorite boyfriendgirlfriend team had their socks rocked by Rufus Wainwright.

Pictured above with Brit pal Teddy Thompson who sang some ditties with him.

Wow's all I can say.

Well, not really.
I can say more.

The first half of the performance was really odd, avant-garde Rufus in a huge long cloak with a massive feathered collar piece and a five-plus foot train with creepy eye visuals and haunting piano.

Odd, but cool. I can dig it.

Unfortunately some dude in the 2nd row (we were in 4th -booyah) was loudly calling him inappropriate things
(yes, h's gay, get over it)
and made his poor wife leave in intermission between the avant garde piece and the regular kick ass performance.
Some people.

Luckily everyone else loved it.
He got a standing ovation and I dug his purple velour jacket and crazy green pants.
And his amazing, haunting, gorgeous voice.
 

I only need one pin to show where my love's at


It's snowing again and I forgot my toque today; big fat snowflakes I can feel melting on my ears already.
(I get frostbite every year, no matter what)

Had my final English class just now; Academic Writing is Over. English is Over.
Everything wraps up this week exept exams.
One this week, one next and one the next.
Simultaneous panic and relief.

"It's almost over" overshadowed with "but not yet".
Hence, tonight I spend studying.

But it's hard to keep writing when I can look out the window and watch the snow fall.
We've gotten so much this year, already.
Which is
fine
but honestly, I miss the sun and it snows most days, all day.

Grey skies and white snow and grey ground and nobody's faces
because we're all looking down
trying not to slip and fall.

I can't help but think about explorers from decades ago exploring the unknown white
how scary it must have felt
frostbite
snow-blindness
starvation
hypothermia.

Now we just worry about the slushy curbs
and not falling under a bus
did we forget our mittens at home
and will I pass my exam next week?

Priorities change, I guess.
 

News Flash!

HEAVEN IS FOR REAL
I know, because Fox & Friends told me so.



Eugh.
This bullshit makes me sick.
Honestly



 

I'm gonna kiss you where the sun don't shine


Today is Friday and also Black Friday for my American homes and the first day of the rest of our lives.

We've been studying The Holocaust in English and it scares me
makes me wonder what it's like to die
or, at least
to know it's coming, maybe tomorrow
maybe tonight.

I read once that if some nearby star exploded we'd be vaporized instantly
never know.
If that happened, I hope I'd go out doing something cool
like tandem skydiving in a sequined onesie
or high-fiving Billy Murray.

Maybe.

Speaking of space.

NASA found oxygen on Rhea which is mind-boggling
I wish we'd just find some other intelligent life already
can you imagine?
It would change everything.

Though I guess the best sign of intelligent life in the galaxy
is that it hasn't bothered to contact us.

Who said that?
 

It's like a dream to me


Sometimes you just need a break from the 'ol grind.
 

If I can't have you then nobody can

Had a killer cocktail party on the weekend.

Quite the shaker.

My last one for a few weeks; it's exam time and my social life is on lockdown.

Goodbye, social life.

I'll see you in a few weeks.
 

Movember


Ty isn't growing a mustache for Movember, but does a five o'clock shadow count?
 

Do open windows keep the rain away?


Coffee's done and it's too loud to write essays anymore; the late afternoon surge of students arrives and everyone, everyone is yelling about something or laughing obnoxiously.
Did I do this? Do I still?
I like to think I've become more considerate in public spaces as the years pass but I can't pass judgement on the teenage bimbos fresh out of high school that flit about in their size 00 pants and double-bleached hair.
I try hard not to judge them but find myself doing it anyway.
This is University, I want to say, Shape up!

It feels like I haven't see the sun in days, when was the last time it was sunny here? It's starting to snow today and the impending feeling is that it will never s
stop we're being plunged back into Winter and I don't know when we'll emerge, covered in slush and smelling like Outside.
I can almost feel the frostbite on my ears already.

At least it's a good excuse for a bottle of white wine with dinner.
 

These nights I find myself awake, too late
tossing doing nothing
calm won't come.

Panic, what can I do?
try, try, try.
It feels Insufficient
Pathetic.
Irrelevant.

Where does the time go?
so divided.
Not enough time for everything.
Time for Nothing.

this precarious balancing act I've gotten myself into
I don't feel like I can balance anymore

I'm so afraid of failling.
 

The bedroom lights of Genova heights are haunting me

Hair dye is setting in and itching but maybe that's also me, thinking about all I have to do and all I've accomplished so far.

Post-work went Christmas shopping again; nearly done for this year and got a ton of neat goodies for Ty that I hope he'll appreciate. Think he will. Know he will. Only two relatives left to buy for and then a plethora of baking for gift baskets for friends.

Have I told you that Christmas is my favourite time of year?

Despite the over-saturation of songs, frills and bullshite just giving presents and being with the people I love makes me so unbelievably happy. Screw you, consumerism.
Speaking of which, had lunch at Lo Pub with Candice between jobs and I have to say that @Cenquist's recommendation of the mushroom nut burger was much appreciated- one of the best 'burgers' I've had in a long while!

Also it was cheap. Like, 12$ with a Coke Zero cheap.

My student budget thanked me.
Fall Term's nearly over (eek!) and once I'm done all the papers, presentations and exams I'm looking forward to a few weeks of working a bit and relaxing. Read some books
(though not pictured above)
hit the gym more regularly, do a bunch of baking and maybe set up a MNML SCRFDT 2 with Ty before Christmas comes.
Funny how being in school kind of almost makes the time slip away.
How is it nearly December?
This is what I wore to work today. Since I got frostbite last year (and the one before, and the one before...) I sport toques nonstop now while out rushing to class or work or out on Adventures.

My life is a nonstop adventure.

Did I mention that I still have to prep for a cocktail party I'm hosting this weekend?
It never stops and I love it.
 

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