spend your whole life sweating in an endless fever.

5:10am: how strange it is to be anything at all
so I both love and despise when my BF asks me how I got the bruises that show up from time to time on various parts of my body. I love that he notices (I'm not talking horrific monstrous bruises but normal 'ran into a table' bruises) such insignificant things but I hate it cause how the fuck am I supposed to remember? Currently I have 10 bruises on my body (that's right, I counted) mostly shins, the bottoms of my forearms, one big one on my hip from running into a table and one on my collarbone from some, ahem, romantic interludes. Maybe people who are blessed with natural grace just don't get it. I'm a clumsy motherfucker, I bang, stub or jam some extremity DAILY and you expect me to remember how I got one of many bruises? Fuck. Either that or I am simply a pothead who has said goodbye to her short term memory and truly does not miss it.

Meh.

also, after much complaining from me we have moved our TV into the bedroom and I gotta say: I effing LOVE it. I thought that it would make it too hard to sleep (which I have enough trouble with already) but no. Instead the fact that videogames bore me to fucking DEATH works like some kind of sedative. I napped everyday for the past three days. Tis a siesta fiesta in my house. Plus I had a dream about KFC sunday and woke up with a massive hankering and when I shared said dream with the BF and then mother they both had the same reaction: "KFC OMG YES" and then KFC was had for supper. Life has been too easy lately and I do not trust it.

4:27am: RIP SUSHI THE BETTA FISH
I first purchased Sushi in april of 2006, this is a memorial to that fateful day in walmart when he caught my eye. Ryan well remembers the day.

See betta fish are only supposed to live 8 months according to google and the walmart ones are sickly anyways. But Sushi lived until february of 2009. That fish lived just to fucking spite me.

8:16pm: I remember when we used to sit; in the government yard in trenchtown
I miss math. Not basic addition/subtraction/multiplication/percentage stuff, cause at work I go over bills and junk all day, but like graphs and calc and limits and junk.

I'm such a nerd I write math poetry sometimes:

love, I thought
was limitless.
stretching away to infinity in either direction.
how was I to know the limits of your heart?

the maximum was great: high and free
this is the minimum: only me
plateauing out
(imaginary)



ps... I am trying to learn to play the violin after not touching it since I was twelve. my hands hurt haha, as do my neighbor's ears I'm sure.

5:25pm: festival theatre
I was trying to change the world
because a different world
would mean a different me
I failed
I was wrong
I'm still the same
and I hate hate hate it
and I hate hate hate
you
and us
and me.

I loved sitting in the grass
with you behind
( the festival theatre. )

12:59pm: let the cheesy holiday memes commence!

Dear Santa... Dear Santa, This year I've been busy! Last Saturday I saved a busload of nuns in Angola (326 points). In July I ruled Duluth, Minnesota as a kind and benevolent dictator (700 points). In January I helped teh_ty across the street (6 points). Last week I didn't flush (-1 points). In March I ate my brussel sprouts (1 points). Overall, I've been nice (1032 points). For Christmas I deserve a pony! Sincerely, shuntbumps

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I've always wanted a pony! Bday weekend with Mom was good, and I have half my xmas shopping done! Whoo.

3:33pm: Lets do some living after we die.
Okay, tis (almost) that time of year again. I am thinking that I shall be having a birthday/christmas combination party at my apartment in Halifax. Now-- as to dates.

My birthday is the 2nd, a Saturday, which I know I will have off because I booked it as such. However I think there is a concert going on that day Louise?

Anyhoo... besides that day I do not know my work schedule as of yet. Basically I want to know specific dates that WOULD NOT work for people. Comment here please. :)

2:57pm: life can be so weird; bucketful of fear; but it's alright.
Life seems to be swinging back to a more patterned existence as of late. I've finally got my resume and cover letters all printed up and I'm just waiting for my mother to come pick me up so that we can drop them off before going to visit my cousin at the QEII.

Yeah, my cousin (Brittany Munroe for those who know her) is in the hospital with pancreitis. She had surgery the other day on her gallbladder. It sucks, but she will be okay, so I am thankful for that. We're going to take flowers to her and maybe some DVDs.

Besides that life has been quiet, but good lately. Adam & I are still Adam & I and surprisingly, weirdly, terrifyingly, happily, we seem to be migrating towards the longterm end of the relationship spectrum. (Wily bastard! Worming your slimy way into my heart! :D) We keep making these plans that might (or might not) end up happening next year that I am really looking forward to. I mean, yes things can always change, but if they did follow our hypothetical plans? I would be one very happy Kathryn.

And I downloaded a Nightmare Before Christmas theme for mozilla to use until halloween is over and then I shall switch to a Futurama theme... I mean, can life BE anymore gravy?

4:37pm: you search all day for just a taste of cold, cold water.
( I got a new tattoo! )

Done today at Adept Tattoo & Piercing by Amber Thorpe (who also worked with me to design it). For 205 bucks. Very happy with it. I was a bit iffy on getting it done there because my consultation was with Eddie and he seemed a bit stand offish as far as what I wanted went. But today I went in and not only did they accommodate the fact that I was going to be late to the appointment, Amber's design was wonderful, she was enthusiastic, and she told me how she spent her entire day off reading about tomatoes. Then I recommended some vegetarian gravy for her to buy and we bonded over a dislike for dentists. Hum.

Final verdict: Great place, bit pricier than Dragon & Butterfly, if you want custom go with Amber (mostly cause I found her attitude much better for getting my thoughts across to) but Eddie's work looks to be of good quality too. He just wasn't as enthusiastic.

:D!!!

5:13pm: lions & tigers & bears? oh my!
warning! many pictures in this entry!

( I went to the zoo today! )
THEEND. KTHNXBI.

( ps... I dyed my hair. )

1:19pm: God thinks puppies need to die.
Off to the city for three days to visit Katie and Dave. Then Kaiti and Darryl. Then my mother so she can show me off around her office.

If your comments don't get replied to... it's because Mommy and Daddy don't love you anymore. They have the new baby now.

Yeah, I'm weird. :D!!!!1!

11:47pm: I'd rather be working for a paycheck, than waiting to win the lottery.
So so so. Hum. How is everyone's summer going?

Mine has been (after a dramatic start) pretty wonderful actually.

Got yelled at in wolfville the other day. Thought that wolfville was getting less demure... turns out it was just Mike Price. :P

Hung out with Ryan earlier this week, we got hijacked by the mormons whilst waiting for the bus but one was hot so I asked him many questions just to keep him talking. Then I said I was gay and he went away. oh the almighty mindfuck. "But I'm still interested in your message!"

We watched Y Tu Mama Tambien which was more enjoyable to me for it's mexican scenery than anything else. though the naughty bits were fun. I think the thing I found the most impacting was the narrator bit about Tenoch and Julio using the bathroom in each other's houses.

Basically they're two best friends, one who is upper class/rich and one who is lower class/poor. At different points in the movie they cut all the sound and the narrator tells us something pertinent or poignant about the characters. Sometimes it pertains to the future or the past. In this one scene the narrator tells how when the rich one (Tenoch) uses the bathroom in the lower class one's (Julio) house he always uses his foot to raise the toilet seat. When Julio (lower class) uses the bathroom in Tenoch's house he always lights a match after to hide the smell. And the idea of Tenoch using his foot to lift the toilet seat just seemed so sad to me. Like, Julio's house isn't a slum. It's a pretty average lower-middle-class looking apartment to me. Clean. Neat. How can you be friends with someone if you feel that their bathroom is beneath you? Gah. But enough of that.

Today was spent hanging out with Adam. We had chinese food and watched the first Pirates of the Caribbean movie (which I found to be a yawn. is this blasphemous?) Then I showed him how to feed a horse a piece of apple. For a horse-virgin he was surprisingly adept. Then the horse got territorial and tried to separate him from me and make him leave the paddock after she realised he had no more apples. :D

Tomorrow I am heading to the valley with a backpack and am hoboing it up for a few days. I have places/parties to go to until sunday I believe, so this should be an adventure. Sometimes packing a bag and just getting away from the family is nice.

5:50pm: one day we will die & our ashes will fly from the aeroplane over the sea.
WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!?

Why is it that I seem to attract people who are just itching to share their religious message? What strange aura do I exude?

Seriously though, walking through Wolfville some cute youngish university-looking (except far better dressed than most students) guys stopped me on the sidewalk. From their demeanor and their ties I assumed they wanted directions to a freaking restaurant. But no. They were missionaries wanting to share their message about Jesus.

Not that they weren't nice or polite. And not that I blame them for wanting to advertise... everything else does these days. BUT WHAT IS IT ABOUT ME?!

I could be in a group of a million people and the religious types would, without fail, PICK ME TO TALK TO.

I don't get it. I know I walk around outside kinda squinty (cause I don't go outside often and as such am unused to bright light) and I have a vague kind of contemplate-y-ness to me. Like I am thinking about whether to change long distance plans or spaghetti sauce brands or something. But do I really give off the "I need Jesus" vibes? The "I am lost please save me" vibes? DUDE. I would have preferred it if they had propositioned me. I WANT TO GIVE OFF HORNY VIBES.

It always happens to me.

You know what I think? I think even THEY had heard about mine and jordan's break up (most of wolfville has) and as such thought that I would be itching for the emotional guidance.

Missionary Dude (nervously): Blah blah blah so in conclusion is this a message you would be interested in hearing?

Me: I'm...I'm late. Thanks though.

Missionary Dude: *is crestfallen*

8:09pm: ahahahaha. the back of my head was in the newspaper!
( I have such curly hair )

7:10pm: and we will talk to swell the sails.
I voted.

That is all.

10:22pm: morning fields of amber grain.
so I guess our riding has a bloc representative... anna-marie something. she must've registered sometime after the xmas break because she wasn't included in the candidates debate they had on campus the other day. I keep walking by a sign for her when I head to the cafe for my after class panini.

the knitting progresses.
made waffles for my lunch tomorrow.
tutoring my bio student tomorrow.
calc test friday.
skating sunday.
tired now zzzzzzzzzzzzz.

1:19pm: you said, "I am as constant as a northern star."
ho hum. tea and I seem to have ended our lifelong feud. I recently found some that I liked! peppermint tea with agave nectar in my fancyshcmancy new teapot; this really great ginger tea with lemon and maple syrup I had at satisfaction feast (which is rapidly becoming my favorite restaurant)... mmm.

But anyway. Memoirs of a Geisha was good, they cut out parts that really would have just dragged it out (as it was it ran for 2 and a half hours). And I managed to get rubi a going away present. A trinket from the black market, some chocolate truffles and a cheesy canadian tshirt that we all signed. Then she gave me an australia shirt which she signed, so I thought that was cool.

lovely weekend, though I have yet to pick up my new toaster oven. I've gotten through the first season of dead like me and I plan to borrow the second season from ryan on monday. so, woo.

and I'm halfway done knitting my bathing suit top. busy busy.

12:15pm: the punch was red and the cookies were yummy. (shortbread & chocolate chocolate chip)

the tree was lit and the popcorn strung. (finally!)

and I made homemade lemon-cranberry muffins this morning for breakfast!

omg. katie and dave showing up... "we brought you beer! and cocktail weenies!"

ahahaha. weenie juice.

and tyler, "Your tree is a fucking hobo tree. Why can't you just put a star on the top?" tree nazi.

and rebecca and ryan made it! hoorah!

best bday/xmas ever!

ps... "it's corner after eleven. CAUSE I HAVE A SQUARE WATCH!"

3:11am: we won't stop until we find the way to fame and fortune.
okay. am very vrey drunk at the mooment.

but! thatis what parities are for.

omg merry xmas!

ps... it was so me.

8:02pm: they've got cars big as bars, they've got ribbons of gold.
So we got our tree today... a whopping 8 feet and 7 inches.

Our ceiling's only 8 feet 2 inches. Ah well, we can always saw some off the bottom. I finished one strand of popcorn garland but I think I'll need three more for this tree.

And I have been catching up on my christmas specials. I have a list of must-see:

--Charlie Brown Christmas
--The Grinch, original cartoon
--The Grinch, Jim Carrey version
--Olive the Other Reindeer
--Garfield's Christmas Special
--Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer (I own that one)
--Bad Santa

We're going for a sort of burlesque/carnival theme on our tree this year. we have all these hand painted vintage glass bulbs in wacky pinks/turqoise blues/limey greens plus some mini-disco balls and I have a bag of red feathers which shall be glued to stuff.

And!!! I made a geisha tree-topper this afternoon and I shall post pictures as soon as I find my camera underneath all of this ribbon/paper/tape/etc.

:D

1:57pm: ahahaha. sweet.

Dear Santa... Dear Santa, This year I've been busy! In March I pulled over and changed dantegossamer's flat tire (15 points). In November I ate my brussel sprouts (1 points). In February I gave change to a homeless guy (19 points). Last Saturday I ruled Iran as a cruel and heartless dictator (-700 points). In September I bought porn for mustangeyes (-10 points). Overall, I've been naughty (-675 points). For Christmas I deserve a lump of coal! Sincerely, shuntbumps

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2:42pm:

all in one breath, yo. I so am getting my wish.

ps... it tasted great. AND it's vegan!

8:22pm: omg! awesome day.

got an early bday present from jen-- a fantabulistic necklace (originally a bracelet) that she made me.

AND!!!1! I was walking through wolfville today, heading home, WHEN who should pull haphazardly into a driveway in front of me, jump out of the car, and run screaming to hug me but LOUISE AND RUBY!!!1! they wished me an early happy birthday and it made my day.

and ryan lent me fight club which I am trying SO HARD not to watch until tomorrow night with le manfriend as he hates watching movies with me that I've already seen.

*restrains self*

and now I must toddle off as my sister has brought up the youngest niece and another early bday present and OMG SHE IS TEH CUTE. (she is also the quiet well behaved one. and only a year old!)

ta!

9:15pm: okay... I gotta ask. Josiah? You just posted that stuff for the reaction, didn't you.

Not that I think the opinions weren't how you really felt. I just wonder that maybe you only aired them because you wanted to stir the pot?

It doesn't make you evil. It just makes people mad at you.

11:27pm:

look... it sparkles.

and that was my friends page ass-rape for the day!

8:25pm: I'll be so blue thinking about you.
Oh god. ohgodohgodohgod. hundreds of dollars later... I finally have replaced the decrepit monitor of doooooom. everything is no longer tinged blue! it's a flatscreen! and it's huuuuge! it's like the old school mario brothers game where you get to the level where everything is mega-sized! omg. I salivate.

also, the Candlelight Indian Feast was absolutely glorious. They started with samosas and chutney and pappadums, then moved on to a scrumptious soup, then a ginmormous platter for each of us with three kinds of curry each and rice, then dessert. Dessert I think was the most fantastic. It was a block of homemade coconut candy stuff and a "milk ball" syrupy cake-y ball thing. Made with soymilk 'cause they know me at the restaurant.

I feel fat in the medieval, rich and indulgent kind of way. I had such a fat and glorious day!