Friday, March 31, 2006

Proof in Pictures

hey check out my new pics on flickr.

Proof again that alcohol and camera's should never mix. At least when I am around.

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

Blankets lie so still

a part of growing up i guess
people and friends
packing up and moving along
lost touch
even though we were close
and bugged each other
all the time back then

you left us now
and i feel guilty for
yours and everyone else's
abandoned friendship
caused by me
and such laziness
maybe if we kept it up
you wouldn't have left us

i can't imagine what was so
bad that you were left with
this as your only choice
such desperation
i feel bad you had no one
to confide in

and i worry now
about everyone that
was important in my life
at one time
whether a minute or a year
i never want them to
feel so alone

i'm sorry derek that i never
stuck around
i'm sorry
that there was no one to stop you
i'm sorry

Friday, March 24, 2006

Porn when I'm tired of sleeping....Porn, Porn, Porn, Porn

Nothing better on a thursday night than cereal for supper
sanding poly-filla on the walls and watching the O.C

Which by the way was fan-friggin-tastic, and very much better than porn at the moment.

I think Marissa and I were seperated at birth, minus the face that I am 5 years older, 100 lbs heavier and I have no fashion sense.

But the alchohol consumption and poor judgement with regards to boys is dead on !

(present husband company excluded of course)

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

In Memory.....

In memory of my Folk Fest Crew's favourite bus driver and mine.

Rest in Peace Tony, we'll miss ya.

Good Point

"From the well of their hearts spring the poison
That mixed with suspicion and reckless derision
And something they read on a church toilet stall
They think that their lives are much better
Than mine on the soapbox and ladders stand tall"

Blood Pressure 270 over 900

So stressed....

Before Saturday I have to plaster repair my entire living room, sand and primer.

I haven't had a good, full 8 hr night sleep in almost 2 weeks.

Almost got in an accident twice this morning.

Dan still isn't home and it's making me crazy. I have a really bad habit of thinking about things too much. Which would be expected since I have a 2-40 minute commutes per day and an evening in a house all by myself every night. It's not that I am scared to be home alone, but it is very unnerving sometimes.

Oh and the Season Premiere of Dog the Bounty Hunter was on last night and I missed it.

Son-of-a ......

Monday, March 20, 2006

Dear Drunk Guy,

Who was at the Oakbank Bar on Friday night. Although I was flattered you thought I was so attractive, I didn't appreciate the fact you spilled beer on my purse and jacket and kept touching my cheeks. Didn't you learn about personal space back when you were in school in 1902? Your acapella version of "Hollaback Girl" and "500 Miles" were very amusing, but not enough to make me follow you with my friend Heather back to your place for a party, although thanks for the offer. Oh and by the way, I phoned my husband and told him what you asked me to tell him, and he says "that he knows how lucky he is"
and Heather thanks you for saying that she was "reasonably attractive and has shitload lot of baggage" Your wife must be a very lucky woman.

Yours Sincerely,

The Girl with the Cheeks.

Friday, March 17, 2006

Black and Blue

I bit the bullet and went for my second "traditional" massage yesterday after work.
Although it felt good at the time, and not any where near as awkward and self-conscious as I anticipated, at this moment, I feel as though I was beaten to a vicious bloody pulp the night previous. My pecs and shoulder blades are tender in a way that is not normal, even in painful sort of way. I move and I creak and crack. I straighten up in my chair and creak and groan and crack. She warned me, but I didn't believe her.
My only advice is to definitley take a trip to "Pee-Town" before the session next time (dummy!) Holding it in for an hour whilst being kneaded to a doughy blob is not healthy or smart (according to Kramer)

I get more redneck by the minute I swear.

Ohhhh St. Patty

"Well all week long I'm a real nobody,
But I just punched out and it's paycheck Friday,
Weekends here, good God almighty,
I'm going to get drunk and be somebody"

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

My Secret

is that i have had a 10 year long relationship with a woman
not without some bumps along the way
but yet with beautiful moments
like that time at Folk Fest, with the moths swarming
and I was beside the stage and beside myself with happiness.

this relationship started with a crush on a boy
the first boy i ever slept with in a bed with overnight
our toes barely touching
listening to joyful girl
and i could barely breathe

slowly but carefully i bought everything she had created
and loved them like children
but the discs overplayed
and the boots came from across country
with love from others who loved her too

she was the reason i applied to volunteer at Folk Fest
i had no money to buy a ticket
and this would be the first time i saw her in life
and i fell in love all over again
like i had never before

10 years
with ups and downs
those years when you weren't alone
and i would have rather to have you
all to myself

10 years,
3 concerts
17 albums
and i still love everyone
except "overlap" that i still can't bring myself
to listen to

this is the longest relationship
i have ever experienced
so unselfish
so fulfilling
so beautiful
and all my own

happy 10 years! to a woman that could write a song that says "you can't will yourself happy, you can't will your cunt wet. you can't keep standing at the station, pretending your being met" and have it sound so poetic and chillingly beautiful.

Monday, March 13, 2006

Some Days

and there is some days
i feel all alone
and forget what we
are working towards

and there is some days
when i feel sick
cause you aren't around
and the phone just
can't comfort this

and there is some days
when i am tired of
being the "man of the house"
tired of fixing and hanging on

some days, i feel like giving up
like our dreams won't happen
and we aren't on the same page
i just don't know how to fix it

and there are some days
that it hurts to miss you
and some days i'm reminded
of the good it will bring

there are some days
i'd love a little comfort
love a little less fear
love a little happiness
i'd love a little you

Friday, March 10, 2006

It's Succeeding

My body is trying to kill me.


Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Romance Recap

Everytime Danny comes home, after being away 4 or 5 weeks I feel like I have been put in a blender and pureed on high.

Between visiting, partying, renovating, insulating, plumbing, cleaning, there is very little "us" time.
I did however manage to surprise him with a very nice hotel surprise on his last night in town. I strung him along like a little puppy and he took the bait. Even when he was walking into the hotel room, he still thought I was attending a course for work and he needed to help me carry some stuff out to the car. His face was worth the price of the hotel.Planning a surprise is remarkably stressful however, and I barely made it through the 5 days without spilling the beans.

It all worked out and was really fun, especially the jacuzzi tub that was directly facing the t.v (with Food TV on it of course.) I am such a food geek.