holy fuck people
september tenth
lets just say
i'll be in montreal.

child number two cut his lip
during the same time of day he chose to be clingy and dependant.
hence,
my clothes and i now look like we've been on a minor killing spree.

lessons:

one: never, ever openly mock any music you hear playing in long and mcquade.
it could pretty much be anyone's, even the guy standing next to you, looking at sound gear.

two: a bird sitting on the ground is pretty much set in his ways, and is probably that he won't be moving for you. even when your tires roll over his unsuspecting body.

tonight's adventures included
running out of gas
five feet from the entrance
to the gas station.
stephen came at 12:15 to rescue me with his brute strength and compassion.
we pushed the heavy little tercel into the gas station
and i put 9 dollars in.
its my own fault,
testing the limits of how far the thing would go..
how long it would run with the little orange light on.
now i know.

peter did a fantastic show at lugz coffee tonight.
the show was called sad songs,
and man,
there were some sad songs.
there was this one that had the line,
"i can't bear to see you up there in white.
so i throw out all of pictures of you and i,
and vow that i'll stay away"
..regarding a best friend/soul mate really, whom you love, but never tell...
then she got married to a mutual friend, on his birthday.
SAD.

happy 30th michelle.
your party was rockin.
they always are.

if you have long hair, you should never wear it in pig tails.
unless they are the little bun/knot kind.

if you a person who jumps on the side of cynisism more oftan than not,
you should not wear pig tails. bun/knot or other.
unless you are snowboarding.

congratulations lisa on getting into cap.
in one hour and one half we will surprise you with a nice party.
please don't read this before then.

congratulations dave. and corina. you got married.
you kick ass.

congratulations julie. you are employed again. as a nanny.
thats great julie. way to go.

i did this about a year ago and it needed a good update. pip pip, cheerio.

if my life had a soundtrack...

Opening song: glory box- portishead.
Waking up: friend -ana da silva
First date: i'm a wheel -wilco
First kiss: anthems for a 17 year old girl -broken social scene
Falling in love: plasirs d'amour -emmylou harris
Seeing an old love: a case of you- kd lang
Heartbreak: i cry everyday -shelby lynn
Driving fast: lack of color -death cab for cutie
Getting ready to go out: sister - sufjan stevens
Partying with friends: mike, aaron and eddie- haiku d'etat
Flirting: une annee sans lumiere-arcade fire
Walking alone in the rain: mahler's 5th symphony, movement 4 (adagietto.sehr langsam)
Missing someone: rock and roll -ryan adams
Playing in the ocean: reuben- be good tanya's
Summer vacation: wildwood drive -maplewood lane
Fighting with someone: my poor old heart -allison krauss
Acting goofy with friends: go go go joseph/joseph's coat- andrew lloyd weber
Thinking back: both sides now -ms joni mitchell
Feeling depressed: all the diamonds in the world -bruce cockburn
Christmas time: silent night -shawn colvin
Falling asleep: demons and dust-bruce sprinsteen
Closing song: ostrachis and chirping -elliot smith

shopping for squash seeds with katie. 

blah.
went to ikea with michelle hier soire.
my sister was over for the rest of the day.
today i have to be at the church at about 4ish.

i'm feeling, in the ballpark of, hopeless.
like i'll never get a job
and i won't have money for june rent.
i've been mostly good about dealing with this
but as i sit here
i'm feeling mildly freaked out.

odd 

breakfast 

sun 

hatch 

ugh.
i just got up.
didn't get home until 6am this morning.
buying lamps turned into band practice,
band pracitce into church,
church into scotch, wine and pizza on the patio
that all turned into beer and U2's zoo tour
which led to hyperness..
so we went back to the new church space
and jammed until 5am
and stumbled home.
damn musicians
can't live with em, can't live without em.

there's this guy that i run into once in a while
and everytime
however flippantly
says or does something that makes me say
shit. who are you?
and its not like i forget about him
but i never quite remember those instances
so i'm blown away afresh
everytime i run into him

call me intrigued.

i'm frustrated from this painting who's genius,
and my own satisfaction,
remain just outside my scope.
so i'm leaving it for tonight..

i downloaded the first five minutes of blade:trinity..just to see my friend paul die.
he's the guy who says "there is something below us!" and then he gets his head ripped off.

ben and i discovered this kitchy, tiny, veggie burrito place. supper.
then i made him watch the sex and the city episode where big moves to napa.
t minus 11 days.

i have pennies in piles of ten all over my coffee table.

conan o'brian is the funniest mind alive.

still only april and tonight was the first buddies, beer and beach night of the season
it was soo beautiful
walked down to vera's burger shack
and then to this rad part of the beach
where we stayed until the tide threatened our comfort levels
one of our girls is a crazy pastry chef brought crazy desert
and a relaxed, ocean beach night was had.

another completly un-glamourous friday night
for this single gal
..including grocery shopping.
yikes.
rescue me.

weakerthans, constantine and jonathon inc?
april 29?
richards on richards?
i think so.

man i'm full.
i walked somewhere around half way home today after work
bought the new p:ano cd
da da da da
then it started POURING somewhere around burrard and broadway
and umbrellaless julie decides
oh no i'm not
so she bought a hot dog and a pop and plopped down on a step to wait it out
i kept walking up to granville
and decided to just make this whole eating on the go thing
my supper
and subsequently bought a crepe as well
man i'm full.

here are some cd's that i want
haiku d'etat*
new folk implosion*
(*these two with direct thanks to joel loewen)
pedro: hard to find a friend
ari da silva..i think?
fiest
the sea and cake: whatever album michelle was playing in her car that jarret gave her because he didn't like it.

i try and do this and this and this
and all jesus says is
just tell me you're broken
trying to draw something profound and perfect
all i feel is
god save me
i'm falling apart..

i sit here at my desk with thoughts that make me want to cry/giveup/goaway/get stubborn/fight the shit.. its all jumbled and emotional..
somewhere in the back of my mind
is this huge blanket and pillow and the love calling me to come on back
ok i say
and
thank you
its your arms
its your love
its your unrelentlesness

a tribute to damn funny. sorry you're gone.

-I would imagine that if you could understand morse code, a tap dancer would drive you crazy

-I opened up a container of yogurt, and under the lid it said "Please Try Again" because they were having a contest I was unaware of. But I thought I might have opened the yogurt wrong, or maybe Yoplait was trying to inspire me. 'C'mon, Mitchell, don't give up. Please try again. A message of inspiration from your friends at Yoplait. Fruit on the bottom, hope on top.'

-The Kit Kat candy bar has the name "Kit Kat" imprinted in the chocolate. That robs you of chocolate. Kit Kat has come up with a clever chocolate saving technique. I'm gonna go down to the Kit Kat factory, and say "Hey, you owe me some letters."

-I don't have a girlfriend. I just know this lady who'd be really mad if she heard me say that.

-If you had a friend who was a tightrope walker, and you were walking down a sidewalk, and he fell, that would be completely unacceptable.

hey kids
now y'all know that i'm not a huge fan of the christian music scene
but in totall support of some rad musician friends
i say go HERE
and vote for an amazing band
called in medias res
they really are stunning artists