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Sunday, November 8th, 2009
9:36 am	28 Years Later Had a very fine birthday yesterday. I was saying to Robin that birthdays that actually feel special rather than just like any other day are increasingly rare. But yesterday was one. I am writing this in bed. Lola the cat has pinned my arms. After brunch, I was walking to the station to go to an improv workshop, and put pod in my ears. I skipped through the first few songs, wanting to find something appropriate, and after a few skips (possibly the 7th song that came up?) I hit "She's having a baby" by The Knife - a song about having a baby in November. It's a very short and simple song, but has a kind of magical feeling that was totally appropriate for that day, leaves falling down in slow motion and all. I thought for a second about how I could be struck by a car and killed in that moment. I was glad that I wasn't, though. The workshop was pretty excellent. It was with half of maybe my favourite improv duo, a group called Crumbs from Winnipeg. For some reason, only four people signed up (and even fewer for the one that was planned for today, with the other half of the group). But it was great. The last workshop I'd done was all about following a kind of formula to find the comedy of a scene quickly. It totally didn't work for me. This one was different. I love Crumbs because of how slowly and intensely they play things, and the workshop was pretty much what I was hoping for. Lots of more honest emotional stuff, and being pushed to have more dramatic reactions. It brought me back to how I used to feel acting in plays. Anyway, 28 seems good. I think I will keep it. Current Music: The Knife - She's having a baby (8 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, September 23rd, 2009
10:54 pm	(Actually written at 10:51 this morning, in bed) The sound of whistling birdsand eleven church bells in the misty rain. Does life need more than this? My stomach's making noises. We've been at a bit of a standoff lately, my stomach and I. Today I've no desire to turn on my computer, or even the radio. It is a day to sit quietly and digest. I am reading Murakami and I see what everyone is all swoony about, and I worry slightly that what I'm writing even now is derivative and similar to what many people my age who have read some Murakami might write while sitting in bed drinking tea. Yesterday I went to a meeting of a group which turned out to be two other people and a plate of nachos. We sat in an alcove at Pauper's Pub and read comedy sketches to one another. I read two that I had written and never intended to share with anyone, particularly. The other two said good things about them. I was pretty happy with them, too. One might be too long, and the other too pointless, but it was good to read them out loud. The two of them then went outside to smoke skinny cigarettes. I went to a show at Comedy Bar and mostly felt like a weirdo. Not sure why. My power level was moderately low, I guess. But I formally met some people who I hadn't yet, like the older guy who always sits in the front row and sketches people while they do scenes. Tonight is Improv Prom, and I think I won't go (ed. Prediction = true!). It seems like the kind of event not meant for me. I'm not sure what its purpose is. And for me, three nights of improv in a row are a bit much. Actually, I've already had three. (ed. Probably why last night was weird.) Thinking a lot about Japan again. I sometimes get spring and fall confused. It's a Japan kind of day, in the Nishi Iya sense. Current Mood: in bed until forever Current Music: birds & bells (5 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, August 31st, 2009
1:03 pm	The summer has been grey and thundersome, yea, for picnicry and frolics few precious days begat. I know I wanted to write something besides talking about the weather in faux-old lingo. Not sure what it was, though. I've eaten several burgers and sandwiches, lately. Found one of those vietnamese ones that Lindsay talked about when she was here - very tasty, and for a cool $2.25. The secrets of Chinatown. I spent yesterday roaming around Kensingtron Marche and associated neighbourhoods, enjoying and fearing the fall-like air. It made me write down those first couple of lines, which then continued into a few pages of poem about seasons and mortality and fun things. I think it is one that might actually take some work though - it's got potential to be something long and even meaningful, but I'm not sure exactly what tone I'm going for yet. I've been tutoring some tutelage lately, which is pretty easy. Getting up early to go to this woman's crazy expensive condo - a pretty huge place right at the Harbourfront. Full of pots and widescreen TVs and all the stuff you'd expect, I suppose. This weekend I didn't go to any fests - no CNE, no Fan Expo, no Virgin Fest, no Busker Fest. I don't think I missed out, though... especially since Steve and I went to a fancy sale at the Silver Snail on Saturday night, and the place was basically a nerd nightclub. Lots of zombies and superpowered schoolgirls and steampunk goggles and body odour. Good improv practice yesterday. Current Mood: mellow Current Music: Blackalicious - blazing arrow (Comment on this)
Saturday, August 22nd, 2009
9:33 am	Reality Last night, I was eating dinner at an outdoor restaurant (with Jill and somebody else, I think) in downtown pseudo-Toronto. There was lightning in the sky, which began striking the CN tower sporadically, then constantly. I tried to point this out to Jill and somebody else, I think, but they seemed unwilling to turn around until the crazy purple lightning triggered an explosion around the base of the tower, which then fell down, the top landing about a block away. We joined the throngs in evacuating the downtown area, which involved crossing a river for some reason. The bridge had also been knocked down, or made unsafe, so we had to pull ourselves along the foundations of the bridge, which were also set up quite thoughfully like a buffet table. I grabbed some hummus and olives and stuff, and made my/our way to a dance club/wooden shack above which I seemed to live. It was convenient for us to stay there (I'm pretty sure I had another house somewhere else, too - possibly the one in which I actually live) because people were planning to come the next day to do some role-playing. Now, the funny thing about this dream is that is was wacky, but had just enough elements of reality to make sense to a lot of my brain. For example - crazy lightning on Thursday night (and at least one tornado, apparently). Also, today some people are planning to come to do some role-playing. Wha-hey. Furthermore, I think I actually woke up in the dream, in my imaginary house/club, and tried to figure out if the whole CN tower thing was real or not. I think I was pretty sure that it was not, but wasn't totally convinced. This kind of dream-within-a-dream structure somehow just blurred the lines instead of creating an extra barrier between dream and reality. In actual last-night-land, I played the drums a lot, and the weather was lovely, and people came to see us, and we got paid (I think) and it was a great success, and Robin and I ate at Apache Burger, and the tower was still standing when I got home, I'm pretty sure but you never know, do you? Current Mood: thoughts Current Music: Chrysler class warfare (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, August 15th, 2009
1:54 pm	Sweatycakes Doesn't that made-up word make you cringe a bit? It should. Free associating, here: -In my last entry, I forgot to mention the achievement I unlocked: Standing on the sidewalk of Dundas street with a group of people, having a pep talk before the improv show, and being an obstacle to Don McKellar and his wife, whose name I forget. How exciting. It's one of those "Ooh, I live in Toronto and am important" moments whenever I run into Don McKellar walkin' around the neighbourhood (really one and a half neighbourhoods to the south of me). -I'm wearing too many pyjama pants. One. One pyjama pants is too many. -I've been staying up late the past couple of nights. It's been a while. Makes me feel like a carefree teenager again. Except by stomach feels worse and I have a better room. -I've been experimenting with wearing a jaunty chapeau. Maybe I said that last time. I think I did. Anyway, reviews have so far been pretty positive. -I don't seem to own any cheese. This has been going on for a few days now, and it's pretty jarring. -A French guy lives in our house. So does a gal who is not so French. -Good milkshake last night. -Sailing? Current Music: The Obama Administration (8 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, August 6th, 2009
12:11 am	Back on the Banana-horse, in the Banana-saddle Friends, I do not know where the needle on my power-gauge is headed, but it seems to be wiggling in the "moderately high" region for now. I'd neglected my daily banana regimen for nigh a fortnight in recognition of the fruit fly menace brought on by garbage strikes. But now the strike hath ended, the garbage be collected, and the fruit be ripe and in the open air of the kitchen. And man, have I eaten well in the past 26 hours. See, my Tokushima chum Lindsay has been visiting from NYNY:USAmerica, and thus I have been free with my dollars and ferocious with my digestive apparatus. After a very successful (best ever?) show with Riggins (mysteriously-named improv team) last night, we strolled to Sneaky Dees (fameously dingy late-nite Tex-mex jam-joint) to dig into a "King's Crown" (monstrous layered wedding cake of the nacho world). I was pleased that I had skipped proper dinner, because I was able to do proudly honour the sacrifice of the young avocado by filling my gut to the very craw, despite finally being defeated by the mighty Crown. After a period of gustatory respose, we awoke to make reservations for the overpriced CN tower restaurant, in order to cut the tourist lines and show the Rinj an appropriate view of the cittay. This we did, and I breakfasted on a spinach and asiago stuffed capon and scavenged quish, as well as myriad forms of cook'ed sweet potato, and the squozen juice of many an orange. But this was not the end of the day's mighty alimentary conquests - nay! For another Tokushima chum, one Elizabeth Tracey, was due to arrive in our fair land, from the also fair land of Scot. This she did, and after the killing of time in the buck of Stars, our way was made to the Bangkok Garden, which is that totally fabtastic Thai place with the sweet water features. Indoor koi and all. Or some kind of fishies, anyway. I didn't inspect. There's also this squirting turtle fountain thing, and lots of funny objects carved out of various fragrant woods. So we gnashed and masticated our tamarind beefs and noodly phads and emerald curries of chicken, and we agreed that it was good. We took Ellie back to her home for the night, and retired to an evening of making Lindsay finally watch This is Spinal Tap. I might have to do the same thing to Ellie tomorrow, after Lindsay returns to the kingdom of NYNY:USAmerica. In the meanwhilst - Doppelgangs are in town, along with their crews of Spinneys, Coles, and FrankenFish. Turnover at the Pentacon continues, with two new recruits expected in the next few weeks. Aaaaand my job continues to sort of let me down and evoke earthward-pointed thumbs from me, so tomorrow I will find myself at the Royal Ontario Museum, applying to be a teacher in residence (except for the residence part) involved in their education programs. If all goes well, I might find myself teaching people about mummies and dead sea scrolls and ecosystems and rocks and medieval polearms and asian pots and australasian pipes and dinosours and daemonelices (look it up) and so on and SO FORTH. Huff. So that's what I'm up to. What's new with you? Current Mood: ...finally! Current Music: something smells like fish a bit. (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, July 22nd, 2009
9:52 pm	Friends/Countrypeoples Lend me your body parts. Any parts will do. I hope to get a good variety of them to make something really good. Like a monster, or a salad. It's a fruitfly massacre at my place, like at so many others. Particularly this place though, it being well into the 5th week of a strike de garbage. The month has felt pretty nuts. I've been doing this drama class from 8:00-1:00 every day, which has overall been very nice and invigorating, but drains my juices pretty fiercely. Tomorrow's the last day, which will only involve the sharing of some lesson plans, and then going for beer & pancakes. Today had a pretty good moment though, where I was actually excited about planning a lesson, and felt a pretty big confluence between my various spheres of teachering, improv, and role-playing structures. Also, I will have some more relax time in August mornings, and then a new ESL class in the mornings beginning in September. And if I'm lucky, with my new qualifications-n'-such, I might actually secure an interview and be able to supply teach. Probably all kinds of other things happened, too. Lots of roller derby. A fair quantity of nachos. More roommate turnover. Many cats. Impending visits from several good folk. Impending good times? Basically, what I'm saying is that it's 10: o the clock and I gah go bed. Current Mood: tribal Current Music: ideas (Comment on this)
Sunday, July 5th, 2009
3:38 am	Oof. This was a good day. Current Mood: tired feet (Comment on this)
Friday, July 3rd, 2009
8:24 pm	I forget how to journal-write Good day. My phone exploded. I got a new one (for free). I started taking a drama teaching class. Is it cool? Sometimes! Is it ridiculous? Often! But I think it will be useful. And it's supposed to make me qualified not just as a drama teacher, but also as a High School teacher, for no good reason. I made a whole lot of tableaux over the past two days. The Fringe is on, and I almost went out to see something tonight, but I've been slow to get out the door, and I don't think it's happening now. Or rather, I will go out the door, but just to rent a movie and find food. Or maybe I won't even do that, and I'll just go to bed instead. A bunch of other things also happened, probably. I'm poor at this, today. I will endeavour to be better at it again soon. Current Mood: ...! (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, July 1st, 2009
7:01 pm	! Current Mood: Yeah! (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, May 22nd, 2009
11:16 am	Work work Aw, man... there's another England school doing interviews that I should probably try to interview with. It's supposed to be a really high-level school, which the last head teacher I talked to suggested I might be best suited for. I should probably go send them stuff. Here I go. Current Music: Au Revoir Simone on CBC (5 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, May 17th, 2009
12:19 pm	Sunday Sunny Sunday Good day. Here are some updates: England - Contacted people re: openings in Kent county (the area I interviewed for) and elsewhere, and was told, "sorry for the delay in corresponding with you. We have considered your application but feel at this stage that we are unable to accept you onto our list of teachers." Jerks. So I've decided that my proactiveness on the 'getting a real job' front should include taking a class or two to upgrade my qualifications. So I've registered for a class in July which will get me qualified specifically as a drama teacher for grades 7-10. I thought about trying to get specific qualifications for high school, too, but the classes weren't available and from what I understand, you can still get a job teaching in an area you're not quite technically qualified for, as long as you get the qualifications at some point during that year. I'm also considering taking an online Special Education course during the same time, since drama is probably the qualification least likely to help me get a job (after the English one I already have), but I'm not sure about the time and money needed. The nice thing is that the drama one is downtown at the OISE building, so I'll be able to shift my current work's classes by about a half hour and keep working while I take the class. Improv- Proceeds apace. Finished level 5 and am taking a short break from classes. My team, which goes by the name of "Riggins" for some reason, practises once a week and will soon be performing once a week too, at a decent bar about 10 minutes' walk from my house. So that's going well. I think we're growing pretty quickly - we finally started to get into some 'Meta' scenes last week, where we interacted directly with ongoing scenes from outside them, and with the audience, in a way that thematically made sense. Felt good. Drumming- Heating up. We've got gigs and gigs... a little once in June where we'll play a song or two at some Cancer event, which I presume is a volunteer gig. In August, though, we have by far our biggest performance. Some percussion-focused festival in Mississauga, where we'll be playing two 20-minute sets on a huge outdoor stage, rock concert style. This is more than 30 minutes longer than we've ever played before, so we've got a bit of pressure to come up with and perfect some new songs. Luckily, we've kind of been rising to that pressure and I think we'll pull something decent together. Robin's been playing the fue, or Japanese flute, and has already gotten really good at it. We're starting to compose some more atmospheric, slow stuff, which is good. Mainly because our endurance is not quite up to playing hard for 20 minutes straight yet. We've also got a 2-song wedding gig in September, I think, and another longer one in October for some Japan-related company. We'll be taking in some proper moneys, it seems - I'm starting to think we should start being a for-profit group. I could use some profit. Movies- Last night I watched a double-feature of J.J. Abrams' Star Trek and Ingmar Bergman's The Silence. It was a study in contrast. I enjoyed them both, though at times I hated them both. More so with the Trek, really. Still, at the end, overall, I had to say it was quite a good time. You just need to disconnect the mind a little and go along for the ride. Breakfast- Haven't eaten it yet. Should. Current Mood: 12:44 PM Current Music: Stuart McLean (5 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, April 27th, 2009
11:09 am	I've been putting off writing one of these for a bunch of weeks. A lot of little things have been going on, and other things have been not going on. The tree across the street is covered in pink flowers. I visited a cat's house last night, and a different cat came to visit my house the night before. I have no progress on this England thing. I think I had dreams about some kind of hostile encounter with the representative I've been dealing with. I was told I'd hear something from them within a week, but I never did, and I have not mustered any gumption to contact the company to see if there are any deals. I was told that at the very least, I could get guaranteed daily supply teaching work if I went there, but I'm not sure if that's something I'd want to do. I'm thinking about just doing some things to upgrade my skillz as a teacher -(doing some adult literacy volunteering at a place down the street, maybe even trying to get extra qualifications, though the thought of actually doing more education studies right now is sort of unappealing. Played drums at the club again, and it was actually pretty cool. It's annoying to actually post pictures here, so I'll just give you a link, if you care to look: http://toronto.beforelastcall.com/gallery/ultra_supper_club/toronto/pictures/3973/friday_april_17_2009.html?Page=0 It was weird, and the event planner and talent booking guy both kept telling us different things about what they wanted, so it wasn't the best possible place for us to perform. But it was much better than the last time we played there, anyway. We basically got set up in a row in front of some tables, and kept still while a couple of prancers pranced around on the tables behind us. Then we did our little three-minute bit and buggered off. They'd asked us for two sets, and were pretty wishy-washy on what they wanted for the second. Since there was already dancing underway, Erez (the group's leader) and I just put two of our drums up on the table in the middle of the room and started playing along with a couple of songs. It was actually a lot of fun and well-received, but there was a bit of miscommunication with the DJ. After just a couple of minutes, the music suddenly stopped and we took that as our cue to finish up and climb down. Actually, it was supposed to be a moment for us to go crazy and solo, but I'm not sure how we were supposed to know that. Anyway, another six minutes, another 600 bucks for the group. Improv's been good. Had our first real show as a team on Tuesday, which was a bit chaotic and unsatisfying, but still an okay start. I'm really enjoying having class on Saturdays and team practice on Sundays, since every other class leaves me feeling a bit negative about my abilities, but the team practice will usually bring me out of that. I feel like I'm finally getting better and jumping right into a scene and getting to the game of it quickly, which is also something I need to improve in my writing. Speaking of which, I've been enjoying poems a lot. Reading and writing - I don't really have a lot of books to read right now, so I've decided to make my way through all of my old 20th Century anthology of English lit. But mostly the writing. I've done a couple so far that I'm quite happy with, and posted some drafts on the EfBee. Maybe I will put them here sometime, too. Also this weekend - failed dancing, unexpected successful dancing, meeting old friends for bunches of drinks & hijinks (Mr. Shanks and Ms. Batt/Belding, specifically). Made me feel old, but not in a bad way. Continuing the trucking on. Current Mood: vegetable (5 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, March 22nd, 2009
11:46 am	Equinoxious Hey y'all. Ups and downs. Not sure why I'm posting now really, so this will likely be a dull one. I've just been enjoying reading other peoples business, and feel like Sunday is a good time to let my thoughts reorganize. I've got sore ankles. Is this something that happens when you are pregnant? I don't think I am pregnant. I think I went dancing last night and had a pretty classicly wild time. It was nice to go out to the Goin' Steady with four lovely gals. Even if I couldn't come up with a satisfying signature dance move. In fact, I think I gave points to some other gals by doing their signature move. It wasn't all that original a move, though - some kind of hand-jive like thing - so they probably only got one or two points. After the GS, there was a nice walk home in the lukewarm cool air. I should really work on vocabularizing a bit more so I can readily find words that actually describe "lukewarm cool", which doesn't quite cut it, I think. Before the GS, there was improv. Six hours of it, kinda. That stuff is starting to pile up, but so far it's in a good way. The official training team (named "Riggins" for some reason none of us can fathom) now has a coach, and will soon start rehearsing, and eventually (I hope) performing. After my class yesterday, I was surprised to find myself at an audition for an "improv-based comedy group" (called "Touch My Stereotype" for some reasons that I can only guess at). It was a cool thing to be doing, because I had no expectations and was just there to play. There were about 25 or 30 people there, which was more than I expected. Anna was one of them, which surprised for some reason, even though she was the one who tipped me off about this group. So we played a bunch of games and scenes and junk, and I had a good time and didn't get asked to leave. Seems like it could be a cool group if they want me in it. It'd be nice to try some stuff more in the direction of sketch - both writing and performing it. That's pretty much it. The week had some really fun times, but was ultimately disappointing. I'm mostly dreading work these days, and have a grand total of one student for the next two weeks. Luckily, we get along pretty well and will probably go for drinks as part of the class once or twice. Mrof. Today I float and spin on the currents. Current Mood: Tired legsed Current Music: Ice T - Original Gangsta - On CBC? (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, March 16th, 2009
6:35 pm	Fortunes and Fortunes Heckuva Monday. ( To read about it, click here. It's not all that interesting, but still. ) It's been a pretty good week up to this point, anyway. There was art and milkshakes w/ Robin, Rocks and rolls w/ Matt and Robin, French mewvie and tea and walkin's with Anna, and some penultimate episodes of the Battlestar. Falafels. Coming week feels like it needs to be super-action-packed, and I think there's a chance that it might be. I have no intention of powering down. Current Mood: engage ludicrous speed Current Music: Blackalicious - first in flight (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, March 10th, 2009
10:38 pm	Rain spiders Hop hop, heave to, chilluns. It is a pleasure to be typing again with my fingers. Sorta. I have some bits of news that are mostly not new to people who I talk to on a regular basis. I talked to a guy named Paul this morning on the tellyphone. He had a lovely accent and said some funny words, because he was in England. He wanted to ask me questions and set up an interview. So I will have such an interview on April 5th, with Paul and a colleague and one or more headmasters from county Kent. All of this means that I've been floating around here long enough to throw myself a new ultimatum. Unless I am given a fantastic job and/or marriage proposal, incurable brain illness, one way ticket to adventure, etc., I will try to move to Engerland in September to teach me some English. Not English like I've been doing thus far, but proper English. I don't really know what that entails, but it sounds exciting... seems like I'd be likely to do it at a more high-schooly level than I'm used to thinking about, but that might be for the best, and I seem to be officially qualified enough for it. Hopefully I don't get stabbed. That's all in the far-ahead hypothetical plane though. What is now is rain. I like how it splats down in pools of streetlamp and makes little explosions. When lots of then happen at once, they steal the eye from one another and start to look like big shiny wet spiders dancing around. A bit. If you squint. I had my last improv class this week. I'd decided that I don't have enough money to keep going with the classes right now, and that I should try to perform more before taking more classes anyway. But then the head o' the school/company let the class know that our reputation was good and solid, and that they wanted to make us a house team in training, or "incubator" team. I kind of thought this would be pretty sweet since it would mean regular rehearsals and coaching, if not actual performances anytime soon (the bar where the company used to hold its shows disappeared a couple of weeks ago after not paying their rent or protection money or something). The being on a team is sort of conditional on finishing the school's program though, which means two more classes. That and an impending tax refund were enough to convince me to keep going for now. It also helps that I may be getting a bit more income soon - besides potential UK teachering, my current school is thinking that they want to start a new class for me to teach, despite the fact that they have a hard time getting new students. They figure that a new class will let us milk the existing students a bit longer, which makes sense I guess. Life is filled with feelings lately, and with rains. The two often go together. Springtime... Tomorrow I will go to see some art, and an art gallery. It's free on wednesday nights, and I've been meaning to go since it was all redesigned with spiral staircases projecting out through walls and outer walls that look like giant Portuguese Man-o-War moon-domes or something. This weekend was non-stop. I think because the days before the weekend were pretty dancy-fancy too, and I kind of wanted to fall down and sleep on the weekend but didn't have the chance. Lots of happenings. Video games. Macaronis. It's all too much. Northern Monkey out. Current Mood: raining raining raining Current Music: Radiohead on the piano (7 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, February 19th, 2009
6:47 pm	Of Germs and Jams: an epic tale in 6 parts Well, holy hells and sweet beans. What a week it has been. ( And this is how it went down: ) Current Mood: reborn (89%) Current Music: Jurassic 5 - Quality Control. And then a bunch of other stuff. (11 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, January 19th, 2009
11:47 pm	Relentlessly Positive Here is a list of nice things that have happened to me in the past eight days: -> Today I walked around a lot. Didn't use the TTC even once. And when I was walking home from the improv show at the Savannah Room, there was a bar or something that had a BIG BUCKET FULL OF CANDY sitting outside on a bench. So I scored some rockets. They tasted GOOD. -> Got a free 7-day rental at Queen Video on Tuesday, because I was carrying a sumo calendar and the guy thought it was funny. Also, Erez gave me a sumo calendar, which is pretty nice in itself, really. -> I saw WALL-E yesterday with Robin at the Bloor Cinema, which was pretty sweet on a few levels. I won't go into a grand discussion of the film, but there's a lot of goodness in there. I think the ending credits were my favourite bit, though. Also had some Sneaky Dee's 'chos, but they don't technically make the list since they were a bit subpar. Still - Sneaky Dee's 'chos. -> I performed in another improv show last week, and and it was all kinds of good. I am now kinda jazzed. -> I've been writing more consistently, and more excitedly. I'm still not at the point of actually showing anyone anything I write, but it's moving in the right direction. -> Accidently ended up at a Memorial heavy metal show last saturday for some semi-local-famous journalist producer guy? There were a lot of big, beared dudes wearing spikes and heavy makeup. There were also people giving out free, homemade chocolate chip cookies. Sometimes they were the same dudes. There was a fairly gigantic and semi-amorphous guy wearing a bedsheet (in fact, the same sheet I once had on my bed when I was maybe eight - it had rainbows on it) covered in bloody handprints, spiked skull shoulder-pads, and a Maiden album duct taped to his body (not sure which one... one of the weird futurey ones, but not Lost Somewhere in Time). He screamed for a band called Detsorfsekalf (read it backwards). There were also more serious metal people, and a group called Musk Ox who played classical guitar, cello and oboe, and were nice folks. A weird evening, but a good 'un. -> Planned to have some wine and go out to a show with people last Thursday, but ended up staying in with the wine and the people. Eventually went home and found that the power was pretty seriously out. This bit wasn't so nice, but coming home and finding all of my roommates holed up in the living room with blankets and a hundred candles was pretty undeniably nice. Leftover Highland Park scotch helped too. -> Waking up the next morning in the cold and the dark was still less cool, but at least my dentist's appointment was postponed. Actually, that's a bit annoying as well. But seriously, I didn't want to get up at 7:30 and go to the dentist on that particular friday morning. -> Some kind of pseudodate this thursday? I don't know. This is also technically in the future, but seeing as time is an illusion, I think I can fit it on this list. -> I ate some cheese and alfalfa sprouts on crackers just now. Pretty good. Pretty good. Current Mood: Thumbs up Current Music: CBC, y'all (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Sunday, January 18th, 2009
2:01 am	Blorf ... Current Mood: blorf (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, December 21st, 2008
1:40 pm	Abuzz - agog Hyup! It's a good morning. I've always been a "write a journal entry when I'm in a good mood" kind of person. I probably took an internet quiz sometime that told me all about my livejournal writing style. Fascinating stuff. I don't like to write to complain. I think I'm uncomfortable with complaining, because some part of me feels that it might make me look bad. Introspection party! Dull! That's all a side note. The point is, it's a good morning. It's snowy (just stopped, for the moment, but there were big fluffy flakes coming down a few minutes ago). Nobody's home and the place is pleasingly quiet, except for CBCs. My armpits smell kinda like cinnamon, for some reason. I just got up, had some tea, and finally wrote a cover letter for the TDSB. Now I just need to spellcheck, rewrite a resume a bit, and I will finally have an application. Tomorrow is a flight to Fred-town, and the great unknown. A longer trip home than I've had in a billion years, I think. It'll be good to see you all. That sounds bland. It'll be the most fabulous and comfortable of times, maybe. Delight and turkey. The past two weeks have been a time of regeneration for me... it's worked out pretty well as planned. After the quitting of the job, I had a week to do I-don't-know-what (but it was good) and then a week dealing with big holes in my mouth where there used to be wisdom teeth. That's gone relatively well too, I think. No major swells or bruises. The stiches in half of my mouth have mostly fallen out already. What do they make those disintegrating stiches out of, anyway? Someone reading this must know. (perhaps a medical professional?) Finished my improv-ing class yesterday, and it's been pretty excellent. Despite having kind of an indeterminate amount of money in the new year, I've registered for the next level of class. I think it's been pretty good for me brain and confidence, though it hasn't succeeded in making me actually write anything. Still, I feel like I could write something much more effectively now. A better understanding of structure and drama and developing ideas out of nowhere. I've met some good people too, though it's taken some time. Just to restate the first bit - I'm irregularly happy right now. In general I've been content. Right now, thumbs up pretty big. Getting cold though. Gonna do this Scott thing, which will probably not be very many kicks, but something interesting might come out. Love and cookies, all. ( Thing from Scott ) Current Mood: quietly auspicious Current Music: bzzzt (6 Comments |Comment on this)