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| Go to urbandictionary. com and type in your answer to each question in the search box, then write the FIRST definition it gives you.
1. Your name?
Kristin: a language used by someone who wants sex, used to turn people on. (No lie! That's the first one that came up! Hilarity ensues!)
2. Your age?
21: The age at which one is finally considered human.
3.One of your friends-
Don: The don, the best, the shit, the f*ckin daddy etc etc... (Hahaha... Too true.)
4. What should you be doing?
Nothing: Actually means "something," but is used when you don't feel like explaining.
5. Favorite color?
Green: yes... it is most definitely referring to the marijuana... and also, upon occassion, any substance with similar uses. too, properly, of course, it is a golfing term, but that;s really not very much fun, now is it?
6. Place where you were born?
Alberta: The Texas of the North
7. Month of your birthday?
May: cool; sexy; hot
8. Last person you talked to?
Karen: Karen is the perfect woman. She has no flaw. She's funny, sweet, smart as hell, and above all, she is extremely gorgeous. She doesn't let anyone push her around and she has a great personality. She has some awesome goals set and always wins my heart. Has great taste in guys. Don't listen to what the other jack-off put. Everybody loves Karen.
9. One of your nicknames.
Kris: A nickname for a person with a general intelligence similar to that of a five year-old. Often completely oblivious to the world around them.
10. A greeting to one of your homies.
Heya: An incredibly informal greeting. Actually an abbreviation of "Hey You!"
Shortened to convenience those of us too damned lazy to put definate spaces between our words...
11. Astrological sign?
Taurus: Anybody born April 20 to May 20. Very friendly,sensual people who will be your best friend in bed and get easily pissed off if you rub them the wrong way. | comments: Leave a comment   |
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| How old will you be in 3 years?
24
Do you think you'll be married by then?
Nope.
Who was the last person to call you?
Melissa.
Who was the last person you hugged?
Alex.
What were you doing at midnight last night?
Being melancholy.
Do you like coffee?
Mmmm-hmmm...
What do you drink in the morning?
Depends on the day.
Do you sleep on a certain side of the bed?
Often the left. Sometimes I cuddle with the wall.
Do you know how to play poker?
Yup. And I'll win all your money.
Ever stolen a street sign?
I guess I could be considered an accessory to that sign that Dad stole in California.
Have you ever been in an ambulance?
Only for educational school thingies. I once had to call an ambulance for a fellow who had a seizure in front of my store, though.
Do you shut off the water when you brush your teeth?
Yup.
What are you listening to right now?
Girl on LSD - Tom Petty
Do you prefer driving a truck or a car?
I'm kind of indifferent. I drive an SUV, which some tell me is more a truck than a car, and I learned how to drive in a pick up truck. And I drove my mum's Volkswagen for awhile. Both are fine.
Have you ever been water skiing?
Nope.
Does your family use real or artificial trees at Christmas time?
Usually real. I used to go snow-shoeing with my dad to pick out the tree.
What's your favorite color skittle?
Probably yellow.
When was the last time you talked to your mother?
Sunday, I think.
What time did you wake up this morning?
I don't know, I didn't check my clock til I got up. I woke up before 11, though.
Have you ever wondered what those recycled napkins are recycled from?
Nope.
Do you drink water daily?
I drink when I'm thirsty, I don't pay much attention to what or when.
Where are you?
In the kitchen.
Three names you go by:
Kristin, Kris (I don't like it when people call me that), and my gamer handle is elvis.
Did you get a full 8 hours of sleep last night?
I doubt it.
Any plans for tomorrow?
Just work.
Do you find the opposite sex confusing?
Often.
Do you drive with your windows up or down?
One down, one up.
Current mood?
Pensive.
Why?
Too many reasons.
Do you have a best friend?
Several, thank you.
What did you do today?
Played Twilight Princess, talked to David, Darrell, and Melissa, made potato thingies.
Do you wish you were with anyone?
Alan Rickman 20 years ago.
QUESTIONS + ANSWERS
Will you be in a relationship in four months?
Probably not.
Have you ever fallen in love with someone you didn’t expect?
Yup.
Is there a guy that knows everything about you?
Yup, most things, anyway.
When was the last time you were told you were cute?
Yesterday.
When was the last time you were truly, completely happy with your life?
Yesterday.
What are you doing tonight?
Helping Sheena make salsa, playing Twilight Princess, maybe drawing for a bit.
What was the last voicemail you received about?
Uhh... I have no idea.
Have you ever read an entire book in one day?
Of course!
Do you think your last ex deserves to die?
No, he wasn't all bad.
What are you looking forward to in the next three months?
Seeing my mum, hopefully going home for a visit, maybe visiting Dallas.
Did your parents spoil you as a child?
Heh... Yeah. It's good to be the youngest and the only girl all in one.
How's your heart lately?
Still beating.
Any summer plans for 2009?
Hopefully visiting home, Dallas, and Cambodia. And going back to school when I've done that.
Do you still talk to any of your ex's?
Most of them.
How's your life lately?
Generally good, occasionally profoundly dissatisfying.
What's the last thing you laughed really hard over?
I don't know, I laugh often, it's hard to pinpoint a single event.
What kind of phone do you have?
Samsung something something...
Has anyone told you they're in love with you?
Nope.
Is your hair naturally curly or straight?
Curly.
What is your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex?
Pfft, good question.
Favorite place to be?
With my best people.
What do you think you'll be in 5 yrs?
Gooood question.
What was the last insult you received and from who?
I don't want to talk about that.
Do you like to make the first move?
It really depends.
What was the last thing you cried about?
My poppa.
Would you forgive a cheater?
Would depend on circumstances, I suppose.
If you could move somewhere else would you?
Yes.
Do people ever mistake you for being a different race?
Heh... All the time. It's the hair that does it.
Who was the last person you yelled at?
I can't remember.
Who gave you advice recently?
Donnie.
Is there anything stressing you out currently?
A few things.
You see a shooting star do you make a wish?
I usually forget that you're supposed to wish on those. Which is too bad because I saw one falling while there was still daylight the other day, it was so pretty, this bright white streak across the blue sky...
Do you listen to your friends' advice when they give it to you?
I try.
Do you trust people?
According to some, I trust too much.
What the last thing you did?
Put tomatoes on to stew.
Can you read other peoples expressions?
Generally.
Do you wear your feelings all over your face?
Unfortunately.
Have you ever been called a bitch?
Occasionally. Usually not seriously.
Are you worried about your love life for any reason?
Not really. I pretty much know where it is.
When you were a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up?
A writer, an artist, a marine biologist...
Is there something you wish would happen to you right now?
A few things. | | comments: Leave a comment |
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| If you married the person you last texted, what would your last name be?
Kristin Morton.
What did you do Saturday night?
Hung out with Alex, we went to a talent show at Sheena's capoeira academy to see her dance, she was amazing, and then went to BassNectar & Z-Trip at the Commodore with Sheena, which was mind-blowingly awesome.
What did you do on Sunday?
Met Alex and Sheena at Buddha's Express, then went to the Cambie.
What's on your mind?
I'm doing laundry! And also it's super foggy out and it's rad atmosphere! And also my stomach is full of meat and it hurts a little.
Is eye contact awkward?
Sometimes, sometimes it's sexy.
Did you have any unread text messages this morning when you woke up?
Nope.
What's the last thing you cried really hard over?
Selective memory is a grand, grand thing.
What three songs that make you think of three different people?
NSU - Cream (Sheena)
Bob Dylan (Don)
Any hip hop/pop (Melissa & Alex)
Was the first person to talk to you today a guy or a girl?
Guy.
What are you doing tonight?
Laundry followed by movie-watching and beer-drinking.
Are you missing someone?
Usually more than one.
Have you ever seen someone you knew and purposely avoided seeing them?
Haha, yes, yes I have.
Are you okay?
No, I'm better than okay.
How's your heart?
Going steady...
When was the last time you were disappointed?
Uhhh... Yesterday? Maybe today? There's tiny disappointments in every day, really.
Honestly, has anyone ever seen you in your underwear?
Um... Of course?
What was the highlight of your week?
Sheena's birthday/talent show/BassNectar
What were you doing at midnight last night?
Talking to David, cuz he's awesome.
What is the last thing you spent money on?
The dryer at Shorty's Coin-O-Mat.
Last place you hugged someone? Who was it?
My room, and it was Sheena.
Do you know anyone named Matt?
Who doesn't?
What color is your hair?
Reddish-medium-brown...
Do people hate you?
Someone probably does. I don't know who, but someone must, I can't possibly be universally adored.
Who was the last person you rode in a car with?
Umm... Sheena and Alex, I think. But I was driving, not riding.
When was the latest you stayed up in the past week?
4 a. m.?
Who was the last person you took a picture of?
Tom!
Where are you right now?
On mah floor.
Do you believe the saying "drunk minds speak sober hearts"?
I believe that drunk lips are loose ones, though not always honest ones.
When was the last time someone confessed to liking you?
Uhhh... High school?
What are you listening to right now?
Harvest Moon - Neil Young
What's bothering you right now?
A few things.
Who do you hate?
Slow drivers on my way to work, mostly.
What do you want in your life right now?
I demand satisfaction!
Are you happy?
Sometimes.
What do you smell like?
Whatever soap I showered with this morning. Paradise I think it's called. Probably also a little bit like fabric softener, since I'm wearing clothes out of the dryer.
Drinking?
Sobe Elixir Cranberry Grapefruit flavoured beverage.
What's your favorite thing to have on your bed?
A warm body.
If you could change something in your life, what would it be?
Hm... My actions, or my overall life? My actions I think are generally best left as they are, for even the bad ones taught me things and strengthened me as a person. But for my overall life, I'd like it if my dad were still around.
What do you wear to bed?
My Rolling Stone pants.
How do you feel about the person you got this survey from?
I loooooove her! (Dianne!)
What's something you wish you could understand better?
My self.
What did you do last weekend?
Worked, went to Sheena's talent show with Alex, when to BassNectar with Sheena, worked, went to Cambie with Sheena and Alex.
Who do you miss?
A lot of people...
Are you scared of snakes?
Nope. I love them! And I miss mine.
Has a boy ever taken you out to dinner?
Nope. | | comments: Leave a comment |
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| I've just recently gotten my computer running after a long long time of having him broken and sad. To the point, I found a file on my computer entitled "circa2007." It is a document full of little bits and pieces of prose I wrote throughout last year. Some of them are pretty neat, some of them aren't. But more importantly, I regret that I don't have a file entitled "circa2008." The year is almost over, and I haven't written anything. Not that I wrote a lot in 2007, but I wrote something:
There is much that I could wish for. There is much I've never been. But nothing soothes the nerves like the crisp and cool night air. Maybe some good tunes, something to smoke. Heaven on this earth, I tell you. It's these dark hours that really get you. Grab you by the heart and take you deep. Deep into all the possibilities of the darkness. The adventures, the flavours... The dangers. Prowling the night, you feel like a predator. Even when you're not hunting. Even when you're relaxing in the dark, there's a sense of readiness. A thrumming tenseness throughout the body that sings, and whispers dark jungle stories. Nightmares thought long dead come to life in the dark hours, the prowling hours of inbetween.
Dashing between streetlights, sharp teeth gleaming in a feral grin.
"You going to cry all day, little cry-baby?"
She always sasses me. Raises that high, thin eyebrow, those red lips gleaming like blood in the moonlight as she smirks at me. Her teeth look sharp as she parts her lips for her cigarette. Resting her chin on her hand, she exhales the sharp smoke through her nose, her red lips pursed slightly, her eyes narrowed as she watches me.
I shake my head, leaning back and reaching for her pack of expensive cigarettes. Shaking one out and reaching for the Zippo on the dash, I try not to look at her. "You know better than that." I savour the sharp taste of tobacco on the first drag.
"Do I?" She really smiles this time. Cynically, but a smile all the same. Leaning back, she taps her cigarette delicately with one finger, the ash dropping into the ash tray as she glances out the window.
"You should." I look at her, then out the window. The city is always beautiful at night, a myriad of lights, mirroring the sky above. With a sigh I lean the seat back, folding an arm behind my head as I take another drag.
I've found that people often cut things short. At one point or another, they have learned that staying 'til the end can... Can hurt them. They go through life building their armour, and learning to bail out at just the right moment. In doing so, they miss out on a lot of life. Some of the best things in life, in fact. They miss out on tears, and heartache, and failure, but also private smiles, gentle words, and glorious triumph. At the first sign of difficulty they decide it wasn't meant to be and run for the hills. Life is full of beauty and the greatest jewels are found with the greatest difficulty. But some people don't know enough to stay out in the rain.
She sauntered into my office with all the predatory grace of a jungle cat. Her face was obscured by a wide-brimmed hat, all I could see were her red lips, already curving in a confident smirk. The satin of her dress did nothing to hide her sensuous curves. She stopped before my desk...
Deep seated emotional issues. Or perhaps regular seated narcotic issues. Or both. Who's counting.
I physically damaged my apartment out of anger.
You might have been under the impression that I am a reasonably intelligent person. This is not the case.
I don't raise my voice unless the music calls for it.
The Great Tragedy of White America
"Those are looking a little soft"
"Hey, she knows perfectly well that I don't eat tomatoes or grapefruit. If anything rots, it's her own fault."
"You don't eat tomatoes or grapefruit?"
"Sure don't, I am sworn against them."
"Like Batman?"
"Yes, exactly like Batman. A street-gang of tomatoes lead by a grapefruit gunned down my parents in the street, shooting them before my eyes. This traumatic event lead me to prowl the night, disguised as a bat, stopping criminals wherever I can."
it's the mischief in me, sir, there's nothin for it
"Have a good trip," he smiled, leaning over her. He looked into her face, his smile wide, his eyes bright and excited.
She looked at him, her eyes wide as he straightened, looming over her.
She felt an edge of uneasiness in the pit of her stomach as her eyes darted about the room. She couldn't stop and focus on any one thing until she had checked all the corners. Her eyes caught on the looming figure of the head and shoulders of an exceedingly beautiful man. He looked young, and serene, and profoundly alien and sad.
The feeling came upon her that she was a feral being, thrust into this modern world. She was wary and confused, her senses raw. But as she surveyed the room in close, quick detail, she felt strangely predatory. Her lips spread in a fierce grin as she paused. She stretched, and felt like she could stretch forever.
I wish I was a dandy or a cowboy. Why? Because it' be awesome, that's why. Either way I could wear neat hats and coats and snazzy boots, and tight pants with a big flashy belt buckle to draw attention to my junk.
Have you ever thought about that? What makes us laugh? In just about every joke you look at, someone is hurt, or some injustice is done, but that's the joke, isn't it? The tragedy is the comedy.
It's easier to leave a place than it is to leave a person. For me, anyway.
"It's just... She was so sweet, and pretty, and she had that way of cuddling up to me while she was sleeping, and her lips would open just a little, like they were begging for a kiss."
"Maybe that's why she was so beautiful, she made you feel like she was begging."
"No. She was begging. Maybe that's why her so beautiful. No false moves, you know?"
Nobody likes peasants. And if they do, they're probably sleeping with the help.
ah, that's life... shit just keeps on coming... it seems like we should reach a point where we've won the game and we don't have to deal with the shit anymore... but i guess that's death... hm...
it's a big deal to you, so it's a big deal. i'm ashamed enough of my own that i've kept them this long, so they obviously have some power, even if it's only in my head. but what's in my head is my world.
his skin was grey, he was grossly overweight, he wasn't drunk but he stumbled as he came into the store, he kept his head down and didn't talk much because he was so self-conscious, and he smelled of alcohol sweat, and his fat hung from his bones. and it made me so sad because he seemed like a really sweet guy... who happens to be slowly killing himself. | | comments: Leave a comment |
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| 200. My middle name is: Arlene
199. I was born on: May 5, 1987
198. I am really: Guarded
197. My cell phone company is: Telus
196. My eye color is: Brown
195. My shoe size is: 9-ish
194. My ring size is: Not a clue.
193. My height is: 5'6"
192. I am allergic to: Chlorine gives me a rash
191. I was born in: Fairview
190. I live in: Burnaby, and it's pretty darn sweet.
189. The last book I read: American Psycho, Bret Easton Ellis
188. My bed is: The floor.
187: One thing you hate about yourself: Crippling anxiety.
179. My favourite Holiday is: Halloween, for the win!
178. The perfect kiss is: Perfect. Makes your knees weak.
177. The last three cd's I bought are: David Bowie. Maybe Tom Waits... No idea, really, it's been forever since I bought a CD.
175. Are you single or taken: Single
174. If your taken, by who?: Myself
173. Do you like being single/taken?: Definitely. Too much going on right now to complicate it further.
170. What did you do last night?: Met Sheena's friend Andy, went for a walk, talked to Melissa and David.
::I Do (YES)/Do Not (NO) Believe In::
142. Love at first sight? No.
141. Luck? No.
140. Fate? Yes.
139. Yourself? Yes.
138. Aliens? Yes.
[Questions #136 & 137 have been omitted as the author has no answer for them at the moment]
135. Ghosts? Yes.
134. Horoscopes? No.
133. Soulmates? No.
::Which is Better?::
129. Hugs or Kisses?: Uhhh... This is a draw.
128. Drunk or High: On what?
127. Phone or Online: Bah, online or in person. Never been a huge fan of talking on the phone.
126. Red heads or Black hair: Black.
125. Blondes or Brunettes: Brunettes.
124. Hot or cold: Hot.
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123. Summer or winter: Summer.
121. Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate.
120. Night or Day: I love the Night-life...
119. Oranges or Apples: Apples. You don't have to peel apples, and they don't make your hands sticky.
118. Curly or Straight hair: On me or other? On me, straight hair is too much damn work. On others I prefer... Whatever comes naturally to them, really.
::Here's What I Think About::
116. Abortion: Pro-choice. But it should not be used as a form of birth control.
115. Backstabbers: Hurtful, inconsiderate, and selfish.
114. Parents: Lovely people that I miss terribly.
::Last time I::
103. Went out of town: I went home for Thanksgiving, it was lovely, a great relief.
102. Had food: Right now!
101. Seen someone I haven't seen in a while: When I went home for Thanksgiving I got to see my family that I hadn't seen since Christmas.
100. Cried in front of someone: Quite awhile ago. I try to avoid company when I'm tearing up.
99. Grew: Every day I'm growing more and more.
90. Who is the tidiest person you know: My mother, she cleans for fun.
89. Who makes you laugh the most: Matt made me laugh a lot when we worked together... So did Jamey and Tyler. And Donnie can always make me smile.
87.The last movie I watched: 30 Days of Night, I don't recommend it
82. What I don't understand is: The assumptions people make.
80. The most unsatisfactory answer I've ever received is: Because.
75. Something I will really miss when I leave home is: I miss my family every time I leave home. There's just something about being surrounded by people who love and accept you no matter what, I really miss it.
74. The thing that I'm looking forward to the most: What I'm going to do next.
74. The thing that I'm not looking forward to is: Figuring out what I'm going to do next.
73. Tomorrow: and tomorrow and tomorrow, creeps in this petty pace from day to day...
72. Today: ...
71. This summer: Vagabonding.
70. Next Week: Who knows.
67. People call me: Kristin to my face, I don't particularly want to know what they call me otherwise.
66. Do you have any regrets? Yes.
65. What are you afraid of? Hahaha... How much time you got?
64. Who do you miss? The Old Me.
63. Are you happy? Mostly.
62. The person who knows the most about me is: Mum, Don...
60. The most difficult thing to do is: Keep going.
59. I have gotten a speeding ticket: 1, 2, 3...
56. My zodiac sign is: Taurus
55. The first person i talked to today was: Donnie
54. First time you had a crush: Kindergarten/Gr. 1... I was precocious.
53. The one person who can't hide things from me: I don't know. I don't often question.
52. Last time someone said something that you were thinking? Today.
51. Right now I am talking to: Sheena.
50. What is your dream job? I don't know what I want to do, but my ultimate goal is happiness and satisfaction with my self.
49. First job?: Worsley Cafe
48. I have/will get a job at? At the moment, anywhere that pays will do.
47. I have these pets: Ozz, but he's back in Edmonton, and I miss him.
46. I hope: To travel, have many adventures, and achieve happiness and satisfaction.
45. The worst sound in the world: Is at 5-7 a. m.
44. The person that makes me cry the most is: Myself
39. My boy/girlfriend is: May I introduce you to my lifelong love and partner, Kristin.
35. Florida or Hawaii: Hawaii.
33. My favorite pieces of clothing are: My Rolling Stone pyjama pants.
32. My favorite sport is: For playing, I enjoy most sports about equally, I don't really have a favourite. For watching, if I have to, I'll choose football or hockey.
31. Last time I cried: Recently.
30. My friends are: Vital, and loved. By me.
29. My computer is: Broken :(
28. The school I go to is: The School of the Street.
27. Last person I got mad at: No comment.
26. Why did you get mad at that person: No comment.
25. What's on you're mind is: Poetry. I wish I could write it.
24. People who annoy you the most: Young people who try to grow up too fast. Those who look down on those around them for their personal satisfaction. Those who are blind to the world around them. The close-minded.
23. The all-time best food is: Spicy and savoury dishes.
22. The all-time best movie is: I'm not qualified to make that decision.
21. The all-time best thing in the world is: Unconditional love. Rare, and beautiful.
18. The most annoying person you know is: Heh... No comment.
17. I lose all respect for people who: Think that their actions have no repercussions on the people around them.
16. The movies I have cried at are: I know it's happened, but I can't remember when or why.
13. Favorite web site: The first rule is that we do not talk about it.
12. I want to be: Content.
11. The worst pain I was ever in was: Maybe when I broke my collarbone, though I don't remember it, it was probably the worst injury I've ever sustained.
10. My favorite word is: The one that best conveys my meaning.
9. My room is: Like urban sprawl, but with stuff instead of population.
8. My favorite celebrity is: Bob Dylan. Johnny Depp seems like a straight-up cool guy. Hunter S. Thompson is my idol. And my love for David Bowie is eternal and unconditional.
7. My strength is: My determination.
6. My weakness is: Once more, how much time you got?
5. The person I like: I like lots of people.
4. What i like about the opposite sex: They're usually not as flighty and emotional as girls are, and a lot less spiteful and more relaxed around one another.
3. Who broke your heart: It hasn't been broken.
2. One thing that makes you feel great is: Remembering that I am well-loved by many wonderful people and that I have more strength within myself than I will ever need.
1. You filled out 200 questions because: I haven't done one of these things in forever, I stole it from Dianne, and what better to do with a lazy Sunday afternoon than waste time listening to hip hop and answering personal questions? | | comments: Leave a comment |
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| Hello, world, twenty-one-year-old Kristin is here to knock your socks off.
Mostly because I'm building a sock-powered time machine and I need to collect as many as possible, and they're just too darn expensive to buy that many, plus for some reason the dirty ones harness more energy.
I had a weird dream this morning, I was walking down the street and this little stray dog was wandering after me, sniffing around the buildings and the sidewalk. I stopped and went to pet him, and it cowered away from me, curling up in a little ball in the corner of a door. At this point I thought to myself that I probably shouldn't try to pet him now that he's cornered or I'm guaranteed to get a bite, so I back off and try to lure him out, because no one likes to see a little puppy cower like that at the idea of human contact... And then my phone rang.
So hey, guys! I'm 21! Good ol' Cinco de Mayo... Yesterday I went bowling and mini-golfing with really good friends, who were such sweethearts they wouldn't let me pay for a thing (which to be honest I've never experienced that on a birthday before, so thanks, guys, alot, it was really really nice) and we went up to the casino (never been in one of those before either) and Zelda's boyfriend Nick put ten dollars into one of the pull-arm machine thingies so that I could gamble on my 21st birthday and pretend I was in Vegas. I lost it all, but it was still fun.
After that we went to dinner at Original Joe's, and a bunch of people showed up, and Nick bought my dinner for me (once again, thanks so much!) and I had a lot of fun visiting with everyone, I hope that everyone else had as much fun as I did.
The night ended kind of badly, but there was WAY too much good to spend too much time on the bad.
So Zelda got me two really neat books, Let's Go Western Europe on a Budget and Nick helped her pick out Mao: The Unheard Story which just sounds super-interesting... Whoops, is that my nerd? And Erin got me this CD of The Cramps greatest hits, which I'm listening to right now and it's pretty darn awesome. Haha... How can you not love a CD with songs like Green Fuz and The Natives Are Restless, and my personal favourite, Don't Eat Stuff Off the Sidewalk.
And then, after all this, what do I find when I come home and check my email, but that my dearest mother, heart of my heart, love of my life, the sun and moon in my sky, got me, me, tickets to TOM FREAKIN' PETTY AND THE HEARTBREAKERS!!! Did I mention my dearest mother rocks at presents? Well she does.
So really, I had an awesome birthday, one of the best. My good pal Dan called me at midnight to wish me a happy birthday, which was really sweet, and today he's going to come make me dinner and I get to have two birthdays, because I'm just that special.
So all of this is too good to let one little thing crap all over it, right? Right. | | comments: Leave a comment |
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| The rules are:
Go to Flickr.com,
Search for your answer,
And post the first photo that comes up.
1. First name?
2. Favourite food?
3. What school did you go to?
4. Favourite colour?
5. Your celebrity crush?
6. Favourite Disney princess?
7. Favourite drink?
8. Dream vacation?
9. Favourite dessert?
10. Your dream job?
11. What do you love most in the world?
12. One word to describe yourself?
13. What do you dream about?
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| | Happy 4:20 to all! Hope you're all celebrating. | | comments: Leave a comment |
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| Alright... Here's what.
I work at a liquor store, I've work there since last June, and I'm enjoying it so far. Unfortunately one of my favourite coworkers was fired, and one of my other favourite coworkers is moving to another store... Lame. Ah well, the new folks seem just fine.
Unfortunately, one of my best friends has cheated on his girlfriend with someone whom I find to be a despicable, conniving, manipulative waste of oxygen, and I told him he was doing wrong, and he would not believe that anything he does is wrong, so we're currently not talking. I'm very loyal to my friends, and I will defend them in almost anything, but there are certain things I can't stand up for, and cheating and lying and selfishly hurting others are some of those things.
As to my own love life, I've been casually seeing a couple of people, but nothing too noteworthy. Except one who learned how to play Bust a Move on acoustic guitar, that's just awesome.
I really want to see Sweeney Todd. I hope it'll still be in theatres for at least another week, since that's how long it will take me to get paid so I will have the money to go. If only I hadn't put it off for so long.
My good buddy, Don, has moved to Red Deer with his girlfriend Cate after they left to travel Canada, and then came back to stay with me for a few weeks before finding a new place. I gotta say, I miss seeing him every day.
That's about all the news fit to spit... Let me know if I forgot anything.
Editor's Note: If anyone would like to give me money, I am planning a trip to New Orleans and would appreciate the fundage. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| I would like, heh, if I may... Um... I know poetry's gay and all that shiznat, but there's on'y four of them, and I like these words, please read them:
Do not say that I'll depart tomorrow
Because even today I still arrive.
Look deeply: I arrive in every second
to be a bud on a spring branch,
to be a tiny bird, with wings still fragile,
learning to sing in my new nest,
to be a caterpillar in the heart of the flower,
to be a jewel hiding itself in a stone.
I still arrive, in order to laugh and to cry,
in order to fear and to hope,
the rhythm of my heart is the birth and
death of all that are alive.
I am the mayfly metamorphosing on the
surface of the river,
and I am the bird which, when spring comes
arrives in time to eat the mayfly.
I am a frog swimming happily in the
clear water of a pond,
and I am also the grass snake who,
approaching in silence,
feeds itself on the frog.
I am a child in Uganda, all skin and bones,
my legs as thin as bamboo sticks,
and I am the arms merchant, selling deadly
weapons to Uganda.
I am the 12 year old girl refugee
on a small boat,
who throws herself into the ocean after
being raped by a sea pirate,
and I am the pirate, my heart not yet capable
of seeing and loving.
I am a member of the politburo, with
plenty of power in my hands,
and I am the man who has to pay his
"debt of blood" to my people,
dying slowly in a forced labor camp.
My joy is like spring, so warm it makes
flowers bloom in all walks of life.
My pain is like a river of tears, so full it
fills up the four oceans.
Please call me by my true names,
so I can hear all my cries and my laughs
at once,
so I can see that my joy and pain are one.
Please call me by my true names,
so I can wake up,
and so the door of my heart can be left open,
the door of compassion........
-Zen Meditation Master Thich Nhat Hanh
Weary of dark, I asked to see the day,
And Jesus, jesting, to a mountain's height
Upbore me, and spread before my sight
The Kingdoms of earth in morning's bright array.
I saw a man betray two dames who wept;
Saw a mother cripple her child with love;
Saw priests flay Jews their piety to prove,
And brother sell his brother while he slept.
A man gave up his dreams, a child to save.
A woman bound a beggar's bleeding sores.
A youth pursued war's summons to his grave
While th'king for whom he died gave gold to whores.
And all died frightened, weeping, and in pain.
I left the mount and sought the dark again.
-Barbara Hambly
We don't stand at your grave and weep.
You are not there. You do not sleep.
You are a thousand winds that blow.
You are the diamond glints on snow.
You are the sunlight on ripened grain.
You are the gentle autumn rain.
When we awaken in the morning's hush,
You are the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
You are the soft star that shines at night.
We don't stand at your grave and cry.
You are not there. You did not die.
-Mary Elizabeth Frye nee Clark
I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.
I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.
Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm.
In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.
-Pablo Neruda | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | Don's playing guitar | | Time: | 05:09 pm | | Current Mood: | contemplative |
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| Well. You may have heard that I am recently twenty.
Yesterday my lovely momma came into town and we walked up and down Whyte Ave. with Uncle Maury and Zelda, and we went to the Strathcona Farmer's Market and Mum bought me a red geranium. Then she took us grocery shopping at Costco, which was amazing. I love getting groceries as a present, it's like a care package times a million. We had an awesome fun time and we went out for dinner at the Louisiana Purchase, which is a fantastic cajun/creole themed restaurant, and my big brother Lance came, too. We had an alligator kebab for an appetizer, and it was delicious. I had the blackened catfish. It tasted a lot like a swamp smells, so it wasn't terribly delicious, but it was good, and it definitely had that Louisiana flavour. I had a great day with Mum and Zelda and Maury didn't get on my nerves too much, but it was easy to tell he was bored, but he gave me and Mum our time together, so it was nice.
After supper Zelda and I went home and Mum and Maury went to their hotel, and I made Lance give me a hug before he went home. I talked to Steve and Hilarie and then went to the liquor store, and ran into Steve and Hilarie at Mac's, so I told them they should come over for alcoholic beverages and hot-boxing my closet, and then I headed down to Tops Liquor Store and picked up a bottle of Scorpion mezcal, so called because there is a scorpion exoskeleton in the bottom of the bottle. I tried to get Don to come over, but he couldn't get a ride down to Whyte and he was a silly goose because I talked to him before I started drinking, so I could have given him a ride. But Steve, Hilarie, and Trista came over and we had hoots, and I had drinks, and I played Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time for a bit until I got fed up with the Forest Temple, and we listened to Iggy Pop and hot-boxed the closet and watched some Casino Royale. They went home for a bit and I munched out on tortilla chips and salsa and went to bed.
Mum called this morning to ask me to meet her at The Mall. I was tired and didn't eat and it was kind of a rough morning, but it ended well enough. I got new shoes and new jeans and underpants, and we had hugs and a happy goodbye, and I headed over to Don's and we've been hanging out. We went for a drive and got food and found a fantastic view of the river valley and the city skyline, which we plan on returning to later for some nice atmosphere.
All in all, it's been a pretty decent weekend, aside from my little unpleasantness this morning.
[Editor's Note:] Also, I really want a blues harmonica and a keyboard and most especially a Nintendo Wii and The Legend of Zelda: The Twilight Princess. | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | South Park - 513 - Kenny Dies | | Time: | 07:23 pm | | Current Mood: | cheerful |
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| | Last night Don came over to get intoxicated, and Dianne came over for a sleepover so we got her intoxicated too. It was ridiculously fun, Dianne had awesome stories, and we enjoyed mocking Don's molestache. Basically two of my favourite people in Edmonton together getting intoxicated with me. If nothing else spells awesome, that does. We stayed up late and watched Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas, Don left and Dianne fell asleep about halfway through, so at that point I just curled up and went to sleep too. It was a pretty awesome night, though, I tell you what. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | You You You - The Ames Brothers | | Time: | 02:32 pm | | Current Mood: | happy |
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| I would like this, please:
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms,
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers.
Thanks to your love a certain fragrance,
risen darkly from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride,
so I love you because I know no other way than this:
where "I" does not exist, nor "you,"
So close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
So close that your eyes close and I fall asleep.
-Pablo Neruda | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | Maggie's Farm - The Blues Band | | Time: | 07:46 pm | | Current Mood: | cheerful |
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| You've missed out on a lot. And I can't actually remember where I left off.
Did I tell you that two weeks ago my buddy Eric called me in the middle of pagination and layout and told me that him and a buddy were thinking about heading down to Edmonton so what was I doing and then he came down to Edmonton and I introduced him and his friend Sean to Don and Cate and a couple of friends that they had over, and then I took them back to my apartment so they could shower and so Zelda and I could laugh at Eric blow-drying himself, and then we went and chilled with Don and Cate for a little while more, and then I took them to Filthy McNasty's and The One on Whyte, and then Don texted me saying that he was staying up and Cate was going somewhere so we could come chill there if we liked, so we went there until 9 a. m. and then I took them back to the apartment and I went to bed at 9:30 a. m. and Eric went home.
And I'm done school now, and Zelda and I found a new apartment at The Red Lion and we're looking forward to staying the summer on Whyte Ave.
I've been having anxiety attacks lately. I'm much better the past two days, but Friday/Saturday morning were hellish. Why? Good question.
I find it kind of interesting how when my mum asks me what my friends do for a living, I am very rarely able to answer her. Apparently for most people it comes up in conversation. I generally don't really care what people do for a living, I'd rather know what they do for fun.
Lance and I went to the classic car show and the dog show at Northlands today. It was pretty nifty, there were lots of shiny and pretty cars, and I got to vehemently defend my position on the new Mustangs and Chargers to Lance. Loudly and vehemently. And then we were watching girls in bikinis and I got to vehemently defend my position on which of the models were best looking. I also ran into Diane, who's pretty much the best shit around, and she mentioned coming to visit on Tuesday. Her friend Skye, who was one of the models, asked if she could touch my hair and told me it was just like a doll's hair, which was amusing, because that doesn't happen as often as it used to. Apparently I've become more intimidating with age.
I liked the dog show, too. I saw a springer spaniel, which are one of my favourites, as well as irish wolfhounds, afghan hounds, and a bull mastiff. The mastiff was gorgeous, great big and golden with a great big head and he was all friendly. I wanted to steal him, but I figured someone would probably notice if I just opened his cage, put a leash on him and walked him out of there.
My granny called me the other day to tell me that I should really watch that day's Oprah. Apparently she called Lance at work once to tell him the same thing.
I move on May 1st, and I turn twenty on the 5th. Twenty! I don't think I'm ready to not be a teenager. But I have a wishlist!
A bottle of Patron tequila, CD-Rs, a red ribbon, a keyboard (the musical kind), world peace, a red geranium, a custom bubbler by Jon, a subscription to Rolling Stone, a blues harmonica, tickets to Roger Waters, a Canon EOS Digital Rebel camera, a memory card for said camera of 1 GB or greater, an iPod, and I'm just going to go ahead and assume that there's quite a few books and movies out there that I want. Like Casino Royale. Oh, and a plane ticket to anywhere and cash. Lots of cash.
Oh, and I saw Grindhouse the other day. Pretty fucking sweet, I tell you what. Quentin Tarantino and Robert Rodriguez rock my socks. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | South Park - 913 - Free Willzyx | | Time: | 01:24 am | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/roshi/palefaces/aggravated.gif) aggravated |
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| | I physically damaged my apartment out of anger. | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Time: | 01:30 am | | Current Mood: | thoughtful |
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| I was hanging out at Don and Cate's the other day. It was fun. I met a couple of their friends, we chilled and toked and laughed.
Tonight Zelda and I made a delicious chili, and I watched Dazed & Confused, finally. I was then immediately consumed by the need to be outside in this glorious night-time. So I borrowed Zelda's car and went for a drive. And when I got home, I even wrote something. Creatively. Snazzy, huh?
( Untitled. )
I really really really want to paint. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Goddammit I hate it when I start falling behind in LiveJournal entries.
I've been hanging out with Don a lot in the past week. It's been pretty fun.
[I heave a deep and frustrated sigh] Nevermind. I can't do this right now. It's just not time.
This is not as a result of the events I have to relay, by the by. It's just...so early. So hurty. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | layout critiques | | Current Location: | newspaper production | | Time: | 11:12 am | | Current Mood: | full of myself |
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| I am totally, like, the bestest wife ever.
I went grocery shopping last night, and I picked up a few things for my hubbie. I got white and pink lilies, because lilies are her favourite flower. I was looking for calla lilies, but the only had one bouquet of regular lilies, so I settled. I also got her the ultimate edition of Dirty Dancing because she loves it. Seriously, between me and her boyfriend, she has the whole package. I do all the sweet romantic things, he sexes her up and pays when they go out.
Seriously. I even got her chocolates on Valentine's Day. Well. I stole chocolates for her on Valentine's Day. | | comments: Leave a comment |
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| | Isn't it amazing how fruit just hangs suspended in Jello... Not unlike Han Solo, frozen in carbonite. Protected within their jiggly red prison. | | comments: Leave a comment |
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