meet me in montauk

it's been a while...

2008-11-01T23:07:00.000-07:00

i blame blogger! i blame forgetting my blog password and google account! i blame confusing reset password options!
but other than that...i blame my busy life and my lack of motivation.

anyways, i'm back.

the past few months have been a whirlwind of stress, fun, changes and overall lack of sufficient sleep (ie. no sleeping in past 12). as i lay here in bed, using my gained hour to my advantage, i feel so singular. i feel so disconnected from the outside world and so in my own head. i feel like the only thing i can do is express this feeling on my blog.

it's like the feeling i get when i have an urge to be creative. i feel it in my whole body, and i try and think of how to apply it, but i just can never seem to get it all out. i need more arts and crafts supplies handy or something...

i wanted to put a fancy picture in here to really spice up this entry but it's late, i'm exhausted and fairly unmotivated right now. viscious cycle!!! (see top)

write again soon...and with more excitement.

rainbows and r.e.m.

2008-06-18T12:51:00.000-07:00

kitten fever

2008-06-18T12:45:00.000-07:00

introducing...

karl

molly

and betsey.

melancholy

2008-05-31T09:01:00.000-07:00

fuschia. f-u-s-c-h-i-a.

the only word to describe things right now: blah. b-l-a-h. blah.
there's something about walking through the pouring rain in high heels, missing true friends and job dissapointments to make you just want to curl up in bed with a book and a slice of chocolate cake. it's key to always give yourself something to look forward to. this week it's getting past tuesday.

i'm just thinking about the right words to say

2008-05-31T08:59:00.000-07:00

love the youtube references.

i would love to pay for you

2008-05-26T22:31:00.000-07:00

down the rabbit hole
and into the park
the day moves fast
from light to dark

the neon lights flicker on the faces
overcrowded and anxious thrifters
chocolate sprinkles stuck to my shoe laces
postcards from long lost drifters

foster mom

2008-05-26T17:58:00.000-07:00

Currently waiting to find out if I can foster some kittens. Oooooooooh.

p.s. this is Anise, and I can't adopt her but that doesn't deny her extreme cuteness.

set your mountain on fire

2008-05-09T16:25:00.000-07:00

fire bandits

flecks of fire flitter to the floor
making the shapes of monsters, faces and butterflies galore
bandits on the run
the fire is their only sun
crumple the newsprint and snap the twig
spotlight on our own little gig
mom jeans and scarves of silk
chocolate chip cookies and milk
extinguish the flame and venture in the dark
little bits of ash framing our mark

what i do at work

2008-05-09T16:19:00.001-07:00

when i'm not hard at work...i try on each pair of sunglasses and shoes.

prom queen

2008-05-09T14:15:00.000-07:00

for rhonnie, some dress options:

pink cupcake dress. oh so betsey! i love this one.

saucy little red number

little yellow ballerina!

this reminds me of the virgin suicides. i can totally picture you in it.

this one is super cute and unique! the colours are amazing and it is super flattering.

nice and simple.

so cute, so 80's, so prom!

the wolves (act I and II)

2008-05-03T19:24:00.000-07:00

this months mission: being creative.

collage. hem. construct. organize. craft. capture. look. enhance. bead. dye. paint. decorate. remodel. zen-ify.

hey, i've seen you before right?

2008-05-01T11:04:00.001-07:00

amigos, photographs, silks, and bonivers.

the bum lifestyle is so vital to maintain in today's busy world. first, ensure you have comfy sweats, preferably with elastic bottoms. next, take a day off when you feel like it. this is usually more successful when you take jobs that you don't make any money from. third, hang out on the balcony, smile into the sun, and exhale. listen to folk music and lounge.

kitty kitty gumdrops

2008-04-08T23:09:00.000-07:00

pipe cleaner glasses

2008-04-08T23:08:00.001-07:00

original sin

2008-04-06T16:38:00.000-07:00

can i get a YAWN YAWN for fashion!?
man, i am wiped. today was very eventful. i did not want to get out of bed this morning, but i did and had a really awesome day at our fashion show. all my judges showed up, were super friendly and loved the show. excuse me while i give myself a little pat on the back.
as much as i have been complaining about these shows, and wanting to ditch all my responsibilities, i'm glad i did it. working on a show is so fun and makes it all worthwhile. it reminded me of back in the day when we'd do the recital every year. just being backstage and seeing the show all together was awesome. i can't believe how much work something so quick can take! so now we just got to do it twice again tomorrow then it'll be over. i can't wait to delete my like 200 emails from this class.

last night, meg and I had to be "security" backstage till 10. we decided we should have a photoshoot. here are the results:
as security, i really shouldn't be allowing things like this to happen. but man, i just wanna take photos.
ooh, ahhh, carpet!
tool belts!

killer squirrels!?

so now i am going to go bum around. i deserve it.
<3
p.s. also witnessed the strangest wedding today. the blind bride had to pick up her seeing eye dogs poop, and no one thought to help her? photos were taken, bubbles were blown and weirdness occured.

volume one

2008-04-03T21:27:00.000-07:00

she can do no wrong.

lovelovelove

sentimental heart

2008-04-03T21:10:00.000-07:00

little bunnies hopping down the street
subway tracks seperate then meet
the sun floods my eyes with blue
red shimmers, so much to do

buongiorno principessa

2008-03-21T21:14:00.000-07:00

three burnt out best friends+ period dramas+ a mixed feeling of clarity and uneasiness= perfect blog time.

grass

the secret spot under the stairs
fold out table with my nappy hairs
pipes above, paint cans on the ground
careful to listen for a warning sound

smoke rings circle above
one closet filled with so much love
debussy playing in my mind
the place that no one can find

come in here to nurse your concussion
listen to the wall's percussion
bang your elbow on the door
feel the cold of the floor

brain child

2008-03-11T21:47:00.001-07:00

overcoming and sticking out ruts can be tricky. but...there is a reason they're a rut, they come and go. my ruts can last anywhere from ten minutes to months. i'm currently in this rut of never knowing what to say. it's like my brain and my mouth don't match up. words can't describe the feeling of being wordless. sometimes it makes me feel like my brain is numb. suggestions for brain excercises would be much appreciated.

ultra orange and emmanuelle

2008-03-08T21:00:00.000-08:00

Someone talkin' to my soul
Someone shakin' my knee bone
Someone ringing at my door
And I'm crawling on the floor
I got shivers on my own
I got quivers to the bone
It's contagious
Don't know why
Someone drink
My blood like a glass of wine

snow on dead neighbourhoods

2008-03-08T20:50:00.000-08:00

as i sit, muching on carrots, the ground is being covered by little white sparkles. although said sparkles prevent good friends from visiting, they sure are pretty.
being snowed in is like a little adventure. it makes you feel way less guilty about just wanting to curl up at home.
i love my little blanket, music and snacks cocoon. mix in some crondiggity and let it snow! let it snow! let it snow!

take me for a drive to the coastline

2008-03-07T13:02:00.000-08:00

displaced from reality.

blah-blog time interrupted! be back....

you know i will come down

2008-03-06T20:35:00.000-08:00

my future husband.

swallowed in the sea

2008-03-04T13:56:00.000-08:00

Dear Emotions,
You're like a rollercoaster. You give me heavy metal dreams. You could make a dead man scream, you're like a rollercoaster.

Now that I got that out of the way. Things are looking up (then down, up, then down). Apart from tedious school assingments, lack of beach and the extreme need for a haircut, I am getting back into the daily grind. And no, not the daily grind from my vacation, which was real grinding. (sigh for questionable drunken dancing). Although my projects are the last thing I want to be thinking too much about, I realize that I only have a month left of school. The time to do is now, the time to bum around being a hippy teenager is about 4 weeks from now. I can't wait for that.

missing you.

don't kiss me goodbye, baby

2008-03-02T21:24:00.000-08:00

weekend higlights:
folk music
heathers
getting things done
miss m
cupcakes
mmmuffins
recipes

i'll dance whatever dance you need to dance

Post Vacation Stress and Bummed Virus

2008-03-01T18:11:00.001-08:00

Finally getting back into the non-vacation swing of things. It's been rough, but I must move on from Honduras. Movie nights seem to be the most enticing cure, so tonight is the night.
p.s. I will never get over Honduras

A Mighty Mighty Wind

2008-02-28T20:28:00.000-08:00

Thanks to Princess for the link up!

Chakaron, Wha Happened?

2008-02-27T20:53:00.000-08:00

La Mer, La mer, Qu'on voit danser le long des golfes clairs, A des reflets d'argent, La mer, Des reflets changeants, Sous la pluie.

Currently not being able to get over being away from Honduras. It was a Chakaron-tastic time, complete with hammocks, rainforests, injuries, lovers, friends and that one creepy guy.

A Typical Day in Honduras:
Wake up, look out the window and see sunshine
Eat, lounge, drink, water aerobicise, music, say Ola and Gracias about a bazillion times.
Siesta for a little while
Get dressed up, eat some dinner, play some kings, teach some dance lessons, watch young adult Hondurans shake their beatutiful bodies, gossip about hotel guests, get on a tractor train and then...
disco!

followed by drunken walks home with all the people we picked up, joints, drunken pre bed talks, music, sleepytime.

melt your heart

2008-02-14T11:29:00.000-08:00

to all my valentines,
happy i love you day.
currently making cupcakes and chocolate covered strawberries. skipping class.

shiny happy people

2008-02-12T16:02:00.000-08:00

marla monday in photobooth evidence:

PANAMA

2008-02-11T20:15:00.001-08:00

It's all about Van Halen. It's all about rocking out with yellow sport sunglasses. It's all about air guitaring on your bed while jumping. It's ALL about the big hair.

show your bones

2008-02-10T21:57:00.000-08:00

the skeletal view from my bedroom window.

skat

2008-02-10T21:12:00.000-08:00

come cute pictures i took of skatty:

ping pong song

2008-02-10T16:35:00.001-08:00

can we please all just take a moment to give our fullest appreciation to roof-top hot tubs. especially when said hot tubs are positioned in front of a giant movie projetor screen and surrounded by the toronto skyline.
may we also take a moment for 6 layer cakes. vip access. free hotel porn. screwdrivers. hot tub joints. and of course, motorboating.
one of the greatest parts of the evening had to have been walking through the mysterious velvet curtains and finding HEAVEN ON EARTH. what is this place you may ask....
imagine hundreds of gay men, madonna, lasers and loose morals and you have the greatest place on earth.
highlights included freaking out to enrique, 44 year old gay boyfriends and one sexy man belting out pat benatar as he plays the keyboard.
finish the night with drunken walks home, random go bus posse and a whole lot of giggling and you have the best night ever (well best night since spice.)
little sisters of the world unite!!!!

this post dedicated in memorium of this fan, r.i.p. old friend.

knock knock is there an adult in that room

2008-02-07T21:39:00.000-08:00

honduras here we come!

leaving next monday, and i couldn't be more pumped! zip lining through the rainforest is a possibility!

another bogey breakfast

2008-02-05T09:20:00.000-08:00

ok, so I have collected myself from Sunday night's insanity...
Just to brief: the spice girls put on the most amazing show I've ever seen. Highlights included each of their solo performances; especially Posh's catwalk and Geri's raining men, amazing sets, costumes and of course a whole lot of gold confetti.
I am now seriosuly contemplating buying scalper tickets for the shows at the end of February. I mean, they end in toronto, how awesome would it be to be at the final show??
Currently getting back to normal life, at school in an overheated computer lab. Seriously, I feel like I'm having one long hot flash as I sit in this sauna of a room.
I am also contemplating getting out of this crap city. I need a little small town loving on the asap and won't feel settled until I get it. So, I'm thinking eff school, eff responsibility. I'm leaving on a jet train, don't know when I'll be back again (saturday for stripper hair's birthday).

eddie murphy eat your heart out

2008-02-03T22:35:00.000-08:00

what can i say?
full details to come tomorrow when i have settlde down a bit.

take away shows

2008-01-31T23:01:00.000-08:00

http://www.blogotheque.net/
more added!!!!!!

phases of phrases

2008-01-31T22:45:00.001-08:00

nothing beats finishing a marketing assingment while drunk off two glasses of wine. and reminiscing. and visiting church bell towers and courtyards late at night.

sex slave

2008-01-29T20:50:00.001-08:00

introducing...

my new boyfriend, apa sherpa.

never give up on the good times

2008-01-27T10:41:00.001-08:00

one week!!!!

misseed connection

2008-01-26T22:42:00.000-08:00

you were wearing a red hat, you had all the right moves. we bonded over blogging and the dj's crapiness. you left in a cab without a trace, i never got to say goodbye. je t'aime mon petit jerk.

also: dear dan levy, i love you and your white glasses. (we hugged) :)

pinky and the brain

2008-01-26T15:30:00.000-08:00

last night during my drunk adventures i aquired a book entitled "Biological Psychology". It's basically a text book all about the way the brain functions. It's so funny to think that our brains are so similar from one person to the other, but we can be so different. The book talks about cases where people have had accidents and have recovered, but their brain functions differently, thus making them have an entirely different personality. It's hard to imagine that our pesonality is just based on wiring. Say, for example, this happened to me. Would I no longer be able to recall the boy band knowledge of my 90's upbringing? I mean, that is just an extreme example, but it really amazes me that everythng you know now could one day be erased.
Similarily, lately I've been noticing my memory gets foggier of my childhood as I grow up. Of course the significant, and sometimes very random, events stick out. I wish I could remember more. Although, there's no limit to your memory. You could hear a sound, smell something or just have a deja vu and all of a sudden random memories rush back into your head. I love when you get a really strong memory of a way you were feeling at a specific time, it makes you feel alive.
When I think about what makes me myself and the memories that make me this way, I feel somewhat uneasy. I don't know myself as completely as i would like to. I know what I like and what I don't like, or how I'll act in different situations. What i don't know is what makes me unique and sets me apart from everyone else. What qualities, if erased, would be missed by my friends and family.
This is my mission for the next little while, and I'm sure more thoughts will arise as I make my way through this book.

In other news: you're all I ever wanted. you're all I ever needed. yeahhhhh. so tell me what to do now, when I want you back. doo doo doo doo. (can't shake this amazingness from my head)

little blue jay

2008-01-24T20:22:00.000-08:00

doob cruises through the city are oh so nice
crack whores, 90's boy band mix, oatmeal raisin cookies and sibling stop-bys.
i feel refreshed and finally happy...the weekend is here!!!!

la mer

2008-01-22T21:04:00.000-08:00

i hate coughing in movie theatres.
especially when you have a terrible non-stop, hacking, hard to stifle cough.
and especially when the people sitting in front of you chose to be right in your face instead of moving a few seats to the side...when the whole row was empty.
especially when the seats are very low so it's crucial that you have a clear view in front of you.
but mostly i hate coughing in the movie and disturbing the close sitters.
it even beats coughing during a lecture.

when you have the kind of cough that requires you to bark in the quietest of moments, it makes you so aware of it, and thus inevitably makes you cough even more.
as soon as your cough is gone and someone else has one, it's so easy to ignore. but when you're the one making the constant interruptions you feel so disruptive.

plus all this hacking hurts my little head, so now i must rest it. bonne nuit.

papillion

2008-01-22T15:57:00.000-08:00

i've been waiting, and tonight i get to see the diving bell and the butterfly!

r.i.p.

2008-01-22T15:33:00.000-08:00

please follow my lead and hold a candle vigil for mr heath.
goodbye, cowboy.

you'll be singing "can't take my eyes off of you" in the bleachers of heaven forever.

blogger's block

2008-01-21T18:20:00.000-08:00

whit* diggity diggity ding dong says: (9:52:19 PM)
i know what you mean. the blogging life really is a tough life.
Simon says: (9:52:48 PM)
FOR REALZ!

wise conversations between two world renowned bloggers and former myspace queens.
haha, oh the days of top 8.

note to self: when down in the dumps, light candles, listen to edith piaf and blog.

french kiss

2008-01-20T16:31:00.000-08:00

just so ya know...tonight is romantic comedies from the 90's movie night.

wild ass

2008-01-20T14:33:00.000-08:00

snoochie boochie

2008-01-19T13:28:00.000-08:00

must. contribute. to blog.

phew!

dead man's curve

2008-01-15T21:15:00.000-08:00

nothing feels nicer right now than a clean, organized bedroom. thanks to some man hours, swiffer clothes and ikea my room is liveable again.
also...addicted to satsuma. and burning scented oil. seriously...i need my fix right now.

and i'm back...(from the outside cold that is). man my street is weird at 12:34 a.m. very quiet. and echoey. so if anyone is walking on the sidewalk and your window is open, you can hear. yet, all though it's one of the most echoey streets it is also the road commonly taken by fire trucks. those new fire trucks that make, this new annoying siren sound, which sort of sounds like a skipping speakerbox or something.

anyways....back to the good. it is a very lovely street. on my left i can see the cn tower. and it is all prettily lit up (the best is rainbow during pride!). in front of me i have ocad, like right there...in my face. and the growing a.g.o with all it's crazy construction. to the right you can see straight all the way to college. i like to watch my friends walk from dundas to mccaul, you can see them for so long.

my room is not only clean now, but candle lit. my favourite kind of lighting...and can't help but to love the lights shining in through the massive windows.

i wish we had a fireplace...i love fireplaces. if we did, i would be in front of it all day and night. i would become addicted to the warmth and any time i went outside i would freeze. well maybe that excessive...but either way.

what we DO have that is cool is a sauna in our buildings "lantern club". the club also features a fully equipped billiards table, family favourite ping pong room, and a small library of books for the avid reader.

magic...not tragic?
yes! this day goes under the magic category. time to start keeping count.

postlife postal existence

2008-01-14T20:36:00.000-08:00

the wonderful world of Henrik Drescher.

Today I bought the book Postal Seance at Value Village for a very modest $1.99. It's basically his experiment to contact famous dead people. His beautiful letters are mailed from different locations around the world, and almost all of them were never returned to their senders...meaning, they reached their subject? Very random, but a very beautiful book. It even comes with stamps with his drawings so i can conduct my own experiment. Hmm...who first? I think I'll try Ms Audrey Hepburn herself!

slinking around on the town

2008-01-13T20:32:00.000-08:00

nerd glasses by day, cat masks by night. luella gets it.

little nemo in slumberland

2008-01-13T20:09:00.001-08:00

love thy neighbourhood

2008-01-13T18:45:00.000-08:00

dear men assembled outside the McCaul Community Centre at approximately 9:30 this evening,
what were you all meeting about? we were the two on the teeter totter at the park across the road from you.
with love,
your neighbour

muffin mission: a summary

2008-01-13T11:19:00.000-08:00

mission muffin was a grand success!
I baked some banana chocolate chip muffins and we went around to our neighbours and handed them out. Many nice people were met!
One man told us that our apartment was raided before we moved in, supposedly a crack operation???
Met some boys to sesh with. Some cute old men and women.
All in all, mission completed.

my next mission, should i choose to accept it is to deliver muffins to my main man karrrrrrrl.

love love love

2008-01-13T00:02:00.001-08:00

i have a love of my life. but he doesn';t know...and i'm drunk and 60's dancing was so fun!

the pink palace

2008-01-12T15:14:00.000-08:00

i've been back in toronto for a week now. i found some photos on my camera that i took my last night at home, and they made me long for the pink comforts of home.

[note to self]
to cure pinklessness, move into this house:

my name? it's marc...no, i spell it with a c.

2008-01-11T16:51:00.000-08:00

love love love!!!

and...spice girls countdown: 22 days

human pile up

2008-01-11T15:38:00.000-08:00

i miss this.

so this is the new year...

2008-01-11T11:32:00.000-08:00

i don't feel any different.

i haven't really sat down and thought about new years resolutions. to me, it never really feels like the start of a brand new year...for me years are based on september. but then when i get thinking about it, it is a whole new thing in itself when january comes. it starts to get in my head as come first week of school i have to keep remembering to date my notes with 2008. but that's the most thought i ever give it.
but this year i'm going to try to stick to something.
encouraged by various jerks and sisters, who all made solid resolutions...i am going to make 2008 a year based on not holding back. don't disturb the sexy has the same basic idea to it.

there'd be no distance that could hold us back.

so starting now i will say what i want when i want. not be so shy. open my mind. not be ashamed of who i am. not feel so guilty. and finally...be more magic than tragic.

my new years motto!

updates coming soon...this blog seems like a good way to keep track of my new year.

trash

2008-01-10T10:49:00.001-08:00

oh ma god.
Paradise Hotel (the old season!!!) is on Slice, Wednesdays at 9. This is the best discovery ever.

more tragic than magic

2008-01-10T10:40:00.000-08:00

bowie's lookalikes. surprisingly enough, he didn't even get himself.

muffin mission

2008-01-09T16:10:00.000-08:00

it's happening in t minus 87 hours.

siq roomie

2008-01-09T16:08:00.000-08:00

feeling all kinds of badass lately.

cheap ass around town

2008-01-08T19:27:00.000-08:00

to answer your question...i did know that this still survived. only i guess it wasn't good enough for wikipedia.
http://yousurp.com/snap-cubed

watch this

2008-01-08T11:47:00.001-08:00

JPod premieres tonight at 9 on CBC. watch!

heavens to betsey (who else?)

2008-01-08T11:40:00.001-08:00

a good day at school was had, and i am looking forward to my fashion photography class!!!
a little more betsey...because the woman can do no wrong.

insert my face on this girls body.

love love love love love

give me some betsey, some bows, a pair of heart sunglasses and a handsome boy and i am happy!

bird flu

2008-01-07T13:23:00.000-08:00

scracth out pedestrians and insert balconies. disgusting creatures, if you come on my balcony again and add to your pile of crap i will be forced to...i don't know, something bad.
now...this week's mission: go into a pet store and ask them if they have "Poop-Off ®". greeeeat.

post script: i apologize to anyone who recently got struck by a battery flying through the air outside of mcdonalds on mccaul, it was intended for a pigeon, not you.

post post script: the roomate teamwork got the balcony clean...sorry to everyone below again. if toronto gets a wide spread case of bird flu we'll know who to blame. the pigeons, not us sheesh.

can't get enough of your love, babe

2008-01-07T12:39:00.001-08:00

i'm in love with illusions so saw me in half

i'm in love with tricks so pull another rabbit out your hat

cool school

2008-01-07T12:30:00.000-08:00

first day back and it felt oh so high school.
"did she get bangs?"
"he's definately gay"
gotta love a seventy student program!

brother from another mother

2008-01-07T09:25:00.001-08:00

his royal jerkiness has come out of hiding.
http://jerkspot.signmyface.com/

top model whore wannabe

2008-01-06T20:38:00.000-08:00

a dear friend has just sent me the photos she labeled slut.jpg, nocomment...stds.jpg and topmodelWHOREWANNABE.jpg over MSN and i wish i could post them here. The object of the photos, however, is someone we mutually know with hilariously trash facebook photographs...and if I showed them here I would perhaps face a bitch slap.
however, i thought it was important to document this moment in my life.

p i n k p a n t s would like to send you the file "top model WHORE WANNABE.jpg" (43 Kb). Transfer time is less than 1 minute with a 28.8 modem. Do you want to (Ctrl+T) or (Ctrl+D) the invitation

so in lieu of slutty photos after i got you all excited...here's one of the biggest non-wannabe (cause she already is) whores i know:

something scandinavious

2008-01-06T19:42:00.000-08:00

lately i've been curious and enchanted by all things scandinavian. beautiful old homes in the most serene of locations, fun sounding helsinki and up to and including iceland.

Wiki:
Scandinavia is a historical and geographical region centred on the Scandinavian Peninsula in Northern Europe which includes the kingdoms of Norway and Sweden.[1][2] The other Nordic countries, Denmark, Finland, Iceland and the Faroe Islands, are also often included because of their close historic and cultural relations to Norway, Sweden, and Denmark.[3][4][5]

When I go there I will meet a Norweigan hunk named Sveinbjörn Sveinbjörnsson and become Whitney Sveinbjörnsson. We will move into a hillside cabin, and regularly travel to western europe (so we can have the best of both worlds!!!!).

sighhhh.
note to self: start vacation fund...do this:
20 Day Tour of Scandinavia:
http://www.backpackertours.co.uk/europe/scandinavia-contiki-tour.htm

somewhere over the rainbow

2008-01-04T22:20:00.001-08:00

gross laundry touchers

2008-01-04T21:27:00.000-08:00

with your donation to the whitney betsey fund, i can buy this:

please and thank you.

scout's honour

2008-01-04T17:33:00.000-08:00

many hostessing tips just learned from miss amy sedaris.
favourites included little felt keys, cupcake recipes and pet bunnies.

sweet lime

2008-01-02T23:20:00.000-08:00

don't you hate when you have a feeling of uneasiness, though you can't quite pin point the cause?
I get that a lot. it usually stems from a specific occurence or thought, which i eventually forget about but am still left with a feeling that something is wrong.
when you get this sort of feeling throughout your body, it's hard to ignore.
then as quickly as it comes, it can go away. and that makes it all ok in the end.

whaaa happened?

2008-01-01T17:39:00.000-08:00

2008 has been a very fun year so far.

although my memory is a little fuzzy regarding last night, there were some very memorable moments.

dancing was fun, the dance move of the night being the arm punch and kick. not only is it fun, but also a good way to tell gross boys to back off.

i also remember falling on the floor at one point, though i must say it was quite graceful. i tried to make it look like i did it on purpose and took to sitting on the floor while i regained my balance.

by the end of the night i had a permanent marker moustache, which everyone on the ttc was laughing at. i think they thought i wasn't aware of it...because that's what i would think if i saw a girl on the subway acting normal with a big black stache. believe me...i was fully aware.
another high point was the altercation with some random guy from winnipeg who started hitting on me and then after criticising my friends i turned pyscho bitch on. seems as if i got many different people to tell him off after i did. my anger continued when walking home and i saw some guy push his friend in the snow. i was convinced they weren't joking around and began to tell him off...all while he was staring at my moustache.
minus the car stealing scare today, it has been quite a fun day. but very tiring...so with this, i hope that my new years eve is a hint at what's to come this year. not fighting or moustaches, but very fun times to be had in the future.

don't go out there!

2008-01-01T13:09:00.000-08:00

permanent marker moustaches, fights, cupcakes and pigeons. new years post to come...for now, watch tyra go crazy:

what a beautiful sight

2007-12-30T19:56:00.000-08:00

back in the day snak

2007-12-30T18:36:00.000-08:00

frozen grapes are a splendid treat. piled on a straw like a kebab. the best part is when making them you can slurp out their insides. mannnn.

leave when the room is still full of people

2007-12-30T17:26:00.000-08:00

new years countdown, kid nation and zebra pipes...could my life be more exciting right now?
oh...and i almost forgot...my new converse.

vesselis humanus

2007-12-29T22:24:00.000-08:00

From: Matthew T. Duncan
To:
Subject: Being Whitney McMeekin
Date: Sunday, June 25, 2000 1:17 PM

Have you ever wanted to be someone else?

What if you could wake up tomorrow and BE another person?

Not pretending, but really BEING them.

WM Incorporated has acquired the proprietary rights to a special portal
which allows you to link to anyone you desire. However, you must pick a ripe
Vesselis Humanus, as if you enter during the larval stage, you will be
trapped within the vesselis, unable to move, only to see.

You can now BE Whitney McMeekin for our first Vesselis Humanus.

Just come by the Littrell-Richardson building on the 7 1/2 floor between 9
PM and 4 AM.

Price? Only $200......

To Be Continued.....

Matt

Pippilotta Viktualia Rullgardina Krusmynta Efraimsdotter Långstrump

2007-12-29T14:40:00.000-08:00

I want my own Villa Villekulla! Ride from room to room on my horse Alphonso, pancakes at midnight and of course lots of gold coins to buy whatever I want.
By the way...I'm changing my name to Pippilotta Delicatessa Windowshade Mackrelmint Efraim's Daughter Longstocking.

bird of paradise

2007-12-29T08:56:00.002-08:00

my friday night, and it couldn't have been more enjoyable.

"this stair is crazy"-upcoming number one single...wait for it.

malkovich, coupland and stipe

2007-12-28T15:47:00.000-08:00

I like: see above.
Other interests: Mr. Stipe, Spike Jones and Charlie Kaufman. Being John Malkovich was an amazing movie.

late night peace rant

2007-12-25T21:50:00.000-08:00

another year, another christmas over.
as long and drawn out as christmas feels it comes and goes so quickly every year. i always get a little sad around 11:55 p.m. on christmas. once it turns midnight it's all over.
but then again, it comes every year so there's not too much to be sad about.
i went and saw the movie Charlie Wilson's War and it got me thinking. In todays war do they fight on christmas? I asked my parents and they said they didn't know about nowadays but during the world wars they would stop fighting for the day and sometimes even cross enemy lines to wish each other a merry christmas. Imagine wishing someone a merry christmas that come boxing day you were pointing your gun at?
I know war and international politics are far beyond my grasp...but there has to be a solution out there. I wonder if there will ever be peace between enemy countries, if civilians will ever stop being killed for things far beyond their control, or especially if war will one day be a thing of the past; barbaric even. Will any sort of war be viewed, one day, as something that only exists in the past?
It's easy to use a holiday like christmas as a sort of "make-up" day for all the sins from the previous year, as a day where we all exclaim "peace on earth!". If everyone who celebrated christmas made a conscious effort to spread peace and love, could war and hatred be overcome?
Sometimes I get so overwhelmed with all the sad things happening in the world; an old man sitting alone in a restaurant, a child in Africa suffering from aids, people killing people because of a few men in suits who can't get along. There is sadness all around the world, more extreme in some areas, yes, but it's still everywhere.
So this christmas I'm thankful for the fact that I can sit and type my thoughts on the the sad state of the world in the safety of my own home, warm and nourished. It's one thing to think about it, which I already find a lot to handle, but to experience it is very different.
I am very lucky to say that I have heard about more sadness than I have ever experienced, but I know this isn't the case for many people in the world. So this Christmas, be happy that you are healthy, living in a peaceful country, and surrounded by friends and family. Be happy that we have the right to an education. Here's to hoping that we (myself included) will take that education and learn about what is going on in the world so that we can one day fix it and move towards a better future.

merry christmas!

more adventurous

2007-12-24T13:17:00.000-08:00

what's christmas without a little conflict?

Christmas eve started off with a bang.
Surprisingly enough, the actual shopping I had to do wasn't too stressful.
At Indigo, there was a line spanning around the entire store but by the time I was ready it had shrunk to a completely reasonable length. While browsing I came upon Chicken Soup for the American Idol Soul and thought it was extremely excessive.
Speaking of excessive, I braved the new power centre built where my beloved quarry used to be. I walked around Zellers for a few minutes and after buying a copy of Hairspray for my mom realized there was nothing else I could possibly pass off as a respectable gift from the place.
I noticed two mini windmills in the parking lot and thought this was funny since I'd only seen bigger windmills in large fields, never in Waterdown. Apparently, this Zellers is the first to use solar powering and is being remarked as the "greenest" Zellers to date.
While it is a respectable effort, it's also hard to trust that a multi billion dollar company is concerned with their effect on the environment. Two windmills doesn't seem like enough to make up for all the space and electricity used up by the store.
I want nature back!

i thought i saw a pussycat

2007-12-23T22:04:00.000-08:00

This is Cole.
Cole likes to meow. a lot. Cole meows when you pet her, she meows when she wants to go outside and she meows when she wants you to pay attention to her.
She likes to play inside boxes, go for long adventures outside and sleep on closet shelves.
Cole used to sleep above my head when she was little because my hair felt like her mom's fur.

This is Skat.
Skat likes to lye in front of the fire for hours and hours. He can't meow. When I was a kid I said it was just because he doesn't have a voicebox...but I don't know if that;s the actual reason. He only meows when he's really sad or scared, and it's more of a cry than a meow. Most of the time, he has his scratchy little meow that when heard, each time, makes you think all over again how cute it is.
He likes to go outside, especially in the summer when he can sit in the sun for hours and eat as much grass as he wants.
Skat is like me.

eavesdropping at the antique mall

2007-12-23T19:08:00.001-08:00

Today I caught myself being a lurk...and for once not just an online lurk. With the stealthiest of moves, I admit I actually eavesdropped on two elderly women at the Freelton Antique Market. I became intrigued when I heard them discussing the newest additions to their nativity scenes in their home. I never knew it was the sort of thing you could add to.

some memorable items from the antique mall:

a book of buttons? amazing!

some art nouveau looking tins

little snoopy piano

some beer cans that make me wish I drank beer.

hilarious fax salt and pepper shakers.

and...Brooke Shields Barbie!?

The sad part of the day was when I went to purchase my 1970's Barbie Doll Case and because the price tag had fallen off they wouldn't sell it to me! Bitches and hoes.
Mattel's 1970's World Of Barbie collection is so cute and I immediatly went on a google research trek to find some good images. I found a doll case like the one I was going to buy:

and...a cute little Barbie commercial from the 70's.

LikeTelevision Embed Movies and TV Shows

so in the end, it was an unsuccesful trip, as my main goal was finishing up my christmas shopping. So this means I'll be forced to brave a mall on christmas eve...

bob loblaw's law blog

2007-12-23T18:49:00.000-08:00

what kind of person thinks they're capable of being a life coach?
a LIFE coach.

let's get ready to crumble!

2007-12-22T22:51:00.000-08:00

wanted: cookie party with unlimited baking supplies, lots of milk and someone to do the dishes.
sqaure chocolate chip cookies are my next cookie endavour.

and...of course: cookie history:
http://whatscookingamerica.net/History/CookieHistory.htm

rachell sumptor

2007-12-22T19:58:00.000-08:00

jungle juice

2007-12-22T07:28:00.000-08:00

testing testing...is this thing on?

i have entered the realm of internet blogging and it feels soooo good.

just one of the many photos found on my computer this morning...you know it's a successful christmas party when someone ends up in a reindeer turtleneck by the end of the night.