Office Quote of the Day:

Why tip someone for a job I’m capable of doing myself? I can deliver food. I can drive a taxi. I can, and do, cut my own hair. I did, however, tip my urologist. Because I am unable to pulverize my own kidney stones.
- Dwight Shcrute

I do cut my own hair, but I didn't tip my urologist.

Why do I wake up feeling shitty all the time? Oh, right, because my body refuses to enter the REM cycle most nights.

One day kids. In just over 24 hours I am going to be out of this shapeless province of Ontario and surrounded by Mountains and Mollys and Majestic people of all sorts. Holy CRAPARAP.

So tell me bout your mom.

I am coming home in 4 days. I am growing my hair long like the seaweed. First album I am listening to at home is Chad VanGaalen's Skeliconnection because I forgot it there and it is awesome. The Chad is Awesome. Calgary is awesome. Seaweed and Sushi are awesome.

Here is a song from Infiniheart for you:
Chad VanGaalen - After the Afterlife

Today a man told me I was living art. He also said my friend needs a tiara because she is a queen and asked my jewish friend if he was a musher, as in dog sled racer.

Get ready.

This is why I want kids. They are a hoot.

The Plan - 12 days.

I have 12 days before I am home. In that time I have to study and go see Hanson, Los Campesinos!, Kevin Drew, and Apostle of Hustle. The remainder of the time I am doing nothing. That is a lot of nothing.

I am back in the habit of eating. Copious amounts, very frequently. My plan is to eat all the food in my apartment in the next 2-3 days and then be forced to study out of boredom because I have no food left to eat. I have also made a vow to only buy food from the grocery store. This means no eating out which means more money in my bank account which means more Strongbows at Broken city with my girlfriend and best friends in 12 days time.

The count down has begun. Go put the widget on your desktop.

"Please don't let me die"

Last Monday and Thrusday I saw Stars. They were the two best shows I have ever been to.


Stars - One More Night on Vimeo.

Follow the link for a High Definition video. Follow this link for pictures.

My heart is an orchestra and Stars is the conductor.

A Kickass Friday. For Realz

I play freetetris.org

Level: 11
Lines: 102
Points: 30,395

And I'm listening to Fall Out Boy.

I have a final tomorrow. AWESOME!

Things I am good at:

Procrastinating
freetetris.org, but only when procrastinating. This is a researched fact.
Eating copious amounts of food.
Drinking copious amounts of alcohol.
Dressing well, occasionally.
Finding bargins (ok so the dollar bin is not that hidden but still)
Being intolerant to food.
Listening to Salt n' Peppa.
Missing people.


That's about it.

I love you Back.

One time I saw a shirt that said "I love you back" but I didn't have any money to buy it. I might by this one instead:



Or you could get it for me for x-mas. Mens small, ladies and gents.

Nostalgia sess

I have a lot of clothes. I have lost some of my favorite clothes. I left my best two jackets on the otherside of the country. Bad life choice.

And now for a series of photos that I really like, taken by others, of me.

I'm intolerant.

I should copywrite myself.

Guess what Willamina just said on Ugly Betty. BALLS! Clearly she and I have been hanging out too much.

Dear Everyone I've ever laughed with:

I miss you and love you.

I am currently listening to Spirit if... Broken Social Scenes/really Kevin Drew's new album. I am finding it mediocre. Is something wrong with me? No, I've always been this way.

I come home on Dec 14. It will probably be one of the best days of both my life and yours.

Today I found a bike trail to run on and heard a bird. There are not a lot of birds in Toronto. It was a beautiful sound.

The sound of my unwritten essay however is more of a painful groan.

yours truly,
K Mudry

Sometimes I Fall.

Why? Because I am over come with emotion.

Tonight I saw Razorlight. Was it incredible? Yes. Who opened you ask? The fucking Von Bondies. Did I meet them? Of course.

I now own a pick from Carl Dalemo, Razorlights bassist. And a set list. Did Johnny Borell make eye contact and smile at me while playing VICE? YES! Afterwards I waited round but they were sick so just snuk into a car. It's ok though, cause Johnny saw me and waved and I waved back. Incredible.

Did I mention that while I was waiting I met Tokyo Police Clubs tour manager? Yeah, no biggie.

I can barley breath. Oh life, you amaze me.

This is way I'm Hot.

I have never heard that song.

Regardless, here is a list of my most attractive features:

I wear a retainer.
I am allergic. To everything.
I am often bloated.
I burp louder, better and more frequently than anyone I know.
I want babies. Now.
I am emotionally unavailable.
I pee with the door open. Always.
Alcohol makes me happy and is fairly essential.
I will ditch you for a band any day.
I hate showering.
I don't to laundry.
I make a lot of faces. All which are very attractive.
I have lots of emotions.

My number is posted on my profile. I don't live by a beach, nor ever have and need to get orthodics before I take anymore long walks.

Optics

I hate fake glasses. Straight up. You wanted fucked up eyes bitches? Really? You want your eyes to slowly deteriorate as you grow older so that you will eventually be not be able to see when you get out of bed in the morning? How fucked up of you.

I have real glasses for my (not so) slowly deteriorating eye sight. Wait, no, some asshole of a bitch face took them. Or I am really good at hiding them while drunk. But they are my essence. Why would I hide them? Give them back you jealous prick. You probably don't even need them.

Thanks for the replacements Dan. You got heart, boi. Unlike all those thieves out there. Yeah, and I want my shoes back too.

I ate mac and cheese last night which is probably the cause of my meaner then usual blogging style. Never again. For realZ.


(This will be really embarrassing if my items turn up in some random corner at the Fletcherdome.)

Article number two in my highly academic and researched Blog.

Microsoft is buying 1.6 percent of Facebook inc. That is 240 million dollars. Mark Zuckerberg, the founder and CEO of Facebook Inc., is a billionaire. How the hell does he make money? I don't pay Mark anything to go on facebook for 5 hours a day. Kim Hession, a fellow ryerson student and also my western comrade, and I think it comes down to stocks and people buying stocks in Facebook Inc. I don't really get how the stock market works, but wouldn't buying stocks in Facebook Inc. just be like buying stocks in boredom, procrastination, and my inability to get a job?

How to sweat and be awesome.

Go to see Spiral Beach and The Go! Team. It will rock your body and everything around it. No jokes, the floor was shaking.




More photos here.

HD and the Mae Shi - they just kicked your ass.

Below: A kick ass video.

Fucking watch it.


Run to Your Grave by The Mae Shi on Vimeo.

http://www.virb.com/maeshi

Acoustic awesomeness

How am I supposed to concentrate when there is things like this on the internet?


Yeah (Acoustic) from okaysamurai on Vimeo.

I am looking up new guitar tabs right now.

Throw back to awesome!

Hanson is coming to Toronto. I am going. FUCK YEAH!

I forgot my Middle of Nowhere cd in Calgary. Shitballs basically. It's ok though, I have "The Best of Hanson Live and Acoustic", "Underneath" and "Underneath (Acoustic)" so I can tide myself over until I download the rest.

I have decided to start doing research projects when I am bored instead of dicking around. I don't know how well this will go. I bet I will probably just nap a lot but here is hoping. My list, as of yet, is as follows:
Aspartame
Key board shortcuts (of all kinds)
Endangered animals, specifically Giant Pandas
Italian (the language)
Trumpets vs Clarinets (which one should I buy?)
Sushi (I have already but more in depth this time)

If you think of any good topics you think I should research, please comment on this post. I am bored often.

For those who are wondering, yes I am currently so bloated I can't do up my belt and have ditched the belt completely. Unfortunately my bloating does not affect my butt so my pants are kind of falling down. Cause of bloating: 5 spoonfuls of peanut butter. I am going to the doctor tomorrow to discuss how crappy my stomach is.

It's totally quotable/I miss you David Gerring

How did we break out of New Zealand? I don't know. It's not a prison, it's just a country
- Jemaine Clement, Flight of the Conchords

I like the internet heaps.

Imagine being whale a and sleeping. They always have to be conscious, as they are conscious breathers, so only one half of their brain sleeps at a time. While that is extremely interesting (thank you Wikipedia) lets think about just being asleep in a big ass body of water. Just floatin around. I wonder if they ever wake up go HOLY CRAP! WHERE AM I?!. I bet they do all the time. Also, you could never really cuddle if you were a whale. Momma's and babies do, but that's cause the babies are real wee and just hang out round mommas belly. Fully grown whales would just get swept apart when they wanted to cuddle. I bet there is a lot of broken hearted whales who wake up alone and think that their boy/girl mate left them but really there was just a strong current the other night and now their boy/girl mate is all HOLY CRAP! WHERE AM I?! and acutally still utterly in love with their brokenhearted counterpart.

I'm off to go watch some Flight of the Conchords

I ate to much Peanut Butter

Today I was miserable for no good reason. In order for this to not happen anymore, I will make a list of things that I enjoy and make me happy so that I can refer it instead of opening up my PB.

Things that Make Me Happy:
Blogging
Moskovskaya Vodka
Music
Wearing awesome clothes
Dancing
Outside
Running
Friends
Sex in the City
Ass Kicking
Climbing on to rooftops
Being a non Smoker

Boredom

I realized one of the reasons why I like working at camp so much: There is always something to do. I am bored as shit here in university. I am going to now eat my ex roommates peanut butter (Laura! I miss you!) and play the Brokeback Mountain score on my guitar.

It's been a while....

.... since I made a good list. Before you read my incredible list, go here and fall in love with Los Campesinos! cause they effing rule.


Things I need to do:
Dance Party
Eat sushi (particularly FutoMaki with a miso soup)
Kick my sushi addiction
Get a job
Go to Australia
Get back to Calgary
Invent a teleporter for the above two
Be in a band
Tune my Mandolin
Oh crap! That project for Friday
Fix up my bitchin new Architecture in Helsinki shirt/dress
Call my girlfriend (McFace!)
Play my harmonica
Eat more sushi

As you can see, missing people and eating Sushi are the biggest things in my life. Also, I have a really hard time falling asleep at night. Which is awful because I have a pillow now and I thought that was the issue. Clearly no.

Jail time is fun time at night time.

I can't sleep.



I really like Nicole Richie, and as of late, David letterman as well.

An afternoon with my Macbook Pro.

"People in love lie around and get fat" - Art Brut

I dig Art Brut's new Album "It's a Bit Complicated." They are a hoot, and Oh so British. Stay tuned for my favorite track, downloadable by you thanks to the interweb!

Also, I have been getting really pissed off at how awfully my mouse has been functioning. There is now a red light that flashes on and off. I think the batteries are low. Should I change them, I expect many more good times with my mouse, my computer and life in general.

On a related note, this is my PSA to laptop users out there: Get a real mouse and don't use your mouse pad all the time. Otherwise you will get arthritis and/or Carpal Tunnel Syndrome.

I'm far away.

That won't work, but it's what I want.

Sentence that is applicable to most everything in my life.

Instead of studying for my midterm... (MUSIC!)

I bought a lot of new CD's over the long weekend. They are fabulous. Also, I have friends you live ina sweet house and hour and a half away by transit so I have ample time to really listen to not only my new CD's but just lots of good music in general. Here are three of my top top picks as of late:

Black Francis - Angels come to comfort you
From his kick ass new album "Bluefinger". Black Francis (and the Pixies) is basically the foundation of my love for music/how I learned to play guitar. This man is a legend.

Two Gallants - Miss Meri
I forgot where I heard about this band but when I saw thier album in Megatunes I knew that I had to buy it. Good life choice.

Stars - Window Bird
While "In Our Bedroom After the War" disappointed many upon it's release (really though, what can compare to "Set Your Self on Fire"?) it is growing on me. Many songs, while less epic then those on SYSOF, are very poignant and beautiful. This is my current fav. I am seeing them in November and am real excited.

P.S

I bought a new tooth brush. It was 7$ and is totally glorious. Also, I am applying for a job today.

Jimble Jamble.

The title of this post was supposed to be totally random but then I typed it out and thought about how much I love Jim from the Office. Jim Halpert and Pam Beesley, this post title goes out to you and your fabulous relationship. May your writers never screw you up. They will though, it's inevitable. That is how television works. Nothing is perfect. That is how life works.

Last night my roomie Laura Bastedo and I had a blast. The blast included drinkskis which I purchased at the good old LCBO. If you go there on friday nights round 7, it's really busy and they don't check your ID. Tip for all the underage kids without fake IDs out there. That read my blog, and live in Ontario. Ok, that is Zero.

We danced and, pranced and watched Y tu Mama Tambien. That movie is phenomenal. We then bought 2 pizza's and shared them with the girls down the hall because they shared their three boxes of Kraft Dinner with us. It was actually Kraft brand and it ruled. I then got a very large Gluten and Lactose baby and we walked around campus. Photography ensued. While everything I ingested last night was delicious, I would make some changes for next time. They go as follows:

Drink more water.
Don't buy Pizza
Don't eat Kraft dinner
Basically, don't eat things I am allergic to and stay hydrated.

This is a doctrine which I have been saying I will follow for a very long time. I generally do pretty good but slip up about once every two weeks. A delicious free life is hard to go by. At least I have Vegetarian sushi going for me.

Question: Why is this post so early on a saturday morning after such a glorious friday night?
Answer: My digestion, or lack there of is reeking havoc with my sleeping abilities. I need an abortion.

Oh T.O

All I do at school is eat, take my pants off, and sleep. I currently am hungry and sleepy. My pants are off but my Beasties Boys tshirt is on. See what I'm talking about? I got millions of new music to blog about soon. I am also checking my mail box soon. If you've yet to mail me a letter, this is your chance. I leave for the mail box in 15 minutes. My address is on my profile. Do it.


Did I already say that I forgot my toothbrush in Calgary? Cause i did and it is like, the biggest drama of my life.

Dear Calgary, I love you.

When traveling, I suggest everyone carry a Mandolin with them. That way you look awesome, people think you are a badass musician and random people ask you if you are playing any shows that night.

Got back to Toronto tonight, and it's still really fucking warm.

Today is Thursday. Which is almost Friday.

I have multiple guitar/madolin picks strewn across my lame ass room here in residence. Sometimes I get up from my desk after a good computer sess and walk to the kitchen to look at all the food I don't have and can't eat. A pick then falls off my fore arm where it got stuck while I was resting my arm on my desk in front of my computer. I laugh and neglect to pick it up because I am really lazy. This is basically how everyday of my life goes.

I listen to Frog Eyes as my days go by. So should you. If you want. (You should want to)

This is a heading from my Marketing text book. "Getting to know the automobile custom(h)er and influenc(h)er". Oh gender equality, you are a hoot.

The only reason I wear clothes is to keep my body contained.

I just saw Beirut. It was incredible. I talked to Owen Pallett before the show, he signed my poster then the concert started. Winter In Alaska and Colleen opened and they were both beautiful and amazing and inspiring. Then came fucking Beirut.

Beirut blew my mind. Music is THE BEST thing in the world. Nothing is better. They did two encores and got all of Danforth music hall to their feet and the majority of us on the stage. My heart exploded. My body almost exploded. Good thing I was wearing clothes. I was part of the official Choir, directed by the beautiful bass player. Oh yeah, Owen Pallett played with them for the encore. And sang for one song. This is how life should be, always.

Blankets, beds, and Beirut!

Yesterday I slept for the whole day. I was up for 2 hours to eat and talk about mountains with the glorious Ellorie Mcknight but then went back to bed till 8 pm. Granted, I was up till 5:30 the night before because of Nuite Blanche (which was sweet). I slept for three hours after my morning class today. I think I am chronically sleep deprived.

I am going to see Beirut tomorrow. I am thrilled. Concerts rule. I am still living off my Bloc Party high. And wearing my Bloc Party shirt. I must go find a piano ASAP.

For those concerned with my academic career - I just finished two classes worth of reading. Brap! Only 3 more to go. and review. and midterms. and a project. But still, better then I was an hour ago.

Oh! THAT art thing.

Tonight was Nuite Blanche in good old T Dot. It was good. Not as much art as I thought, but enough good times to make up for it. I thought I would be overwhelmed by art from every angle, but I wasn't. That is not to say that I didn't see lots. It's a good thing it is open till dawn otherwise you couldn't see everything. 7:03 pm till dawn is definitely not enough time to appreciate everything. My favorite show/piece was one of pictures of children crying. There is a scene in Closer when Natalie Portman says that art is a big lie. People take pictures of awful things but because it's art it is beautiful. The beauty however is all a lie. The truth behind the picture or painting is extreme pain and heart ache. This gallery was the most heartbreaking thing I have ever seen in my life, but nothing captivated me more tonight. Life is painful, but beautiful. Often at the same time.

Also, I felt and looked really good tonight.

More from Nuite Blanche (flickrflickrflickr).

I Saw Bloc Party. It was Beyond.

Dear self,

Remember that one time when you saw BLOC PARTY and it was FUCKING EPIC? Oh yeah! It was tonight! It was incredible. Remeber how your heart exploded then they played Positive Tension. And Uniform, and Helicopter and She's Hearing Voices and every single song ever (almost). Don't forget to tell everyone how your favorite part was when Kele RAN INTO THE CROWD with his microphone and everyone touched him. Those boys you met from Peterbourgh got a hug from him. That was awesome. Life is awesome. Toronto is beautiful and Bloc Party is amazing. As is life.

Love,
K Mudry

Simply the Best!

In 2005 125 million tonnes of tomatoes were produced world wide. Why? Cause they are freaking delicious. I could eat them everyday, and nearly always do. Raw, cooked, stewed, in salad, as a salad base (like at the delicious potluck the other night. Holla Lili), in liquid form. I love tomatoes.

Tomato fact: it is both a fruit and a vegetable. It is botanically classified as a fruit and since the term "vegetable" has no botanical merit the tomato is a vegetable by our modern culinary standards. See good old Wiki for more details.

This just in!

I have my own personal web domain! kmudry.com Check it!

I spent 80 dollars on getting photos printed! It was worth it, they are gorgeous.

The new American Apparel ads are scandalous, controversial and attention getting!

What's more, AA is really proud of the fact that they take provocative photography that borders on soft porn. They even have a page dedicated to their scantly clad models which is accessible from their main site. Go here to see!

Economics, bitches

Go google "Canadian dollar" right now. Now, for reals. Stop reading my awesome blog and do it.

Holy shit hey! How would have ever thought this:
1 Canadian dollar = 0.987069 U.S. dollars would be the result.

It reached parity earlier today and is now number one. I was first alerted of this fact while standing in a box on Younge St. with my newly purchased comic books as I waited for a friend to buy Quentin Tarintino's "Death Proof". An old man with a strong European accent walked past me and yelled "Who is number one? We are! We are no longer two! Canada is one, America is two!" I said, BRAP! then thought about how I hate sports fans. It was not until 3 minutes ago that the connection was made, googled and verified.

Here is a news report from the associated press: Parity and Beyond.

Holy Crap Mother Fuckers.

What will be the implications of this sudden gain in Monetary Status? Stay tuned to my highly academic and researched blog to find out.

Laughing: permitted.

I think I am hilarious. You may think I am conceited or annoying or obnoxious, but while you are thinking those things I will be rolling on the floor laughing with myself. It's not even necessary for people to hear my jokes, I still love them. I was about to take a swig of my cough medicine but then starting laughing/coughing at how awesome/badass it would look. I also make excellent faces in the mirror if you ever spend time in the bathroom with me (JoJo, this is were you testify) (look up testify if it is beyond your vocabulary. I know you are not so great with things like languages, ergo your dropping out of french).

We went looking for Edward Norton today or anything remotely cool pertaining to the new version of the Hulk/the Hulk 2 (there is debate on my floor as to which it is). It is being filmed at the end of our street. Hopefully a bus will blow up soon or something.

I just finished 10 dollars worth of chocolate and coconut. It was delicious. I am craving a banana.

I just burnt my finger while lighting a match. I didn't cry though as I am not a huge baby. Babies are disgusting and vile. That is a huge lie. I love them. I wish I had one. Except for when they are really, really little. Then they actually just look like vomit.

lots of love,
your favorite blogger (don't lie, you know it's true).

Original College Humor.

Fact: "The Handbook to Print Media" is one of the best/most hilarious 200 dollar, 50 lbs, textbooks you will ever read.

The opening phrase talks about how Time Magazine voted Johannes Gutenberg's work with movable type and printing the most important event of the Millennium. Y2K? Secret code for bigass party at the printing plant for Gutenberg. Robbie Williams song "Millennium"? Yeah, it's actually about how Gutenberg is Robbie's hero. He is mos def the shit (he as in Gutenberg, not Robbie. Robbie's still pretty good though). As is my program and invariably me. Time Magazine and my textbook told me so. So enjoy what ever program you are studying at univeristy. Just know you aren't the shit. Don't cry though, not everyone can be associated with the event of the Millenium. You know me, so that's still pretty good.

University life is great. The other day I watched as a girl vomited all over her shoes. and carpet. It was awesome. Also, our bathroom celieng was leaking. Maintenance turened off the toilet upstairs and told us they would fix it. They did a great job.



Our light is also falling apart. Did I tell you there is highlighter all over the living room walls? No? Well there is. Fabulous!

Did you know: 92% of the Canadian Population lives within 15 minutes of a Canadian tire.

Is Canadian tire your parents favorite store? Probably, because over 40% of Canadian adults shop there every week.
And that's what I learned in my school! Yeah yeah!

p.s They fixed the hole in the ceiling. Now it just smells like paint all the time.

Oh gosh.

This morning as I flung my towel around me post shower, I knocked the toilet paper into the the toilet. I giggled all morning.

My room is a full disaster and I love it.

This is Kate Nash:


I love her.

After seeing "A thousand years of good prayers" by Wayne Wang at the Toronto international FIlm Fest with the tantalizing Hannah Bruce, I realized I am in dire need of a video Blog. The opening scene of that film was beautiful beyond.

It's a Wednsday Bitches!

Good news, I went to class today! I even signed up for my elective! It is a Music course of some sort. Also, if you were wondering wether I could make a bitchin coconut rice curry with tofu and crasins the answer is "Hell Yes". Just in case you are me finding me and my life so amazing that you want to kill your self because you are far to inadequate at life compared to me, here is a bad fact about my day: I lost my Nalg. Fear not, it is not the one that Jenny Lines sent back to me at camp after she took it home by accident, I already lost that one on 17th, it was "new" Nalg that i stole from the lost and found bin. I believe it is in the business building where my last class was but it is freaking far away (comparatively). I would like to take this opportunity to talk about how rich my school is. It's freaking rich. Clearly all the money I am paying for Res is not going to removing highlighter drawings from our movie corner or putting the sofa cushions back together. It is instead going to the dual screen overhead system with sound and universal light control. I bought a really nice calendar today with pictures of children enjoying life. I can't use it until Jan. Balls. Now I will just have to post my 8 new concert tickets on chronological order on my wall so as to remember where and when I have to go and see amazing music. Oh Big city life!

Heart heart heart.

Lastly, this just in: My 80 gb iPod is the iPod of yester-year. I am a total loser because I own it and not the NEW iPod Touch!

Go Die RAMSS!

Fuck off Ryerson! I paid buttloads of money to come here, left my most beloveds behind, and you wont even let me log into your stupid computer system! How the hell am I supposed to get an education when I don't have a class schedule? Is this what you call higher education? I think you are flawed and awful. Good thing the City you are situated in is so great. I love you Toronto. Thank you for being large and cosmopolitan and varied. I also really dig your music scene.

Here is a fabulous quote:

"I see them as a series of annoyances and inadequacies"
- Simon Birchell on Children

To think that man was a Camp Counsellor. I seriously doubt he was ever a Super Counsellor with that kind of thinking.

Calgary, TPC and Glory.

Calgary, you are my darling and I will miss you. Last night was my last big show in Calgary until christmas. It was perfect. Why? Cause I was with the best peeps, and saw the best bands. Jane Vain is gorgeous and perfect and everything I have ever wanted to be, but in high heels so more attractive. They played with a bunch of other sweet local bands including Lions and Tigers and Bears. LTB's have come a long way since I first saw them play in an abandoned community centre. I will miss all these beautiful local bands and Broken City with all my heart. Argh! My heart is somewhat soothed by the fact that Joshua Hook and I live in the same hood, the east side, or at least that is what he told me after the show when connected. Tokyo Police Clubs set was great, as always however they didn't play "Graves" which is my fav song. I guess that's what happens when your favorite band expands beyond thier 7 song ep and little punk ass 12 year old get all up in your grill. All in all, best night ever.


For the best Summer time perfection music video, go here - Your English by Tokyo Police Club.

And Stomach pain.

Things that make this awfulness that is my empty bedroom better:

Be Your Own Pet
My Macbook Pro
Quotes
Photos
Architecture in Helsinki
Plans for tomorrow
Emily Kane

The summer - In colour and black&white.

I really like photography and summer and beauty.

I uploaded my good photos from this summer that are not of drunken ass folks.




More Photos

This is the end.

It has been an epic summer. One might say the best summer ever. In fact, one could run to the top of the tallest mountain and scream at the top of thier lungs that this summer ruled and everything else in existence drools over it's beauty. There are little pieces of my heart explosions all over the place, and probably inside you, as life threw grenades of wonder at me everyday. To bad that the city is so ugly and that secret loves notes now require stamps and that meal times consist of meat, dairy and gluten instead of a million smiling faces.

Guitars and Forests

This summer I'm listening to Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin. What are you listening to?

Battle of the Brits

Amy Winehouse vs. Lily Allen

Who do you choose? Both are incredibly badass so it's a pretty hard choice for me. Lily is hilarious yet Amy has the pipes to floor you.

Amy Winehouse - He Can Only Hold Her

Lily Allen - Knock 'Em Out

I chose Amy. Meet me in my basement and we can debate.

I also recently got a buttload of new Cd's including Stars "Do you Trust Your Friends" which is excellent. It is basically a bunch of Stars musical amigos and fellow label mates at Arts & Crafts putting their own touches on the Stars album "Set Yourself on Fire". While I totally dig the album, especially The Most Serene Republic's and Jason Collett's additions, I wish this release was a new Stars album. Hopefully they will have some new stuff when I see them play at the Virgin Festival in Toronto. The V fest is shaping up very nicely. Sometimes my heart explodes when I think about it. Then sometimes I get incredibly nervous to be smushed against thousands of people I don't know on my first weekend in the biggest city in Canada.

Enough blab, more tuneskis.
The Most Serene Republic - Ageless Beauty

This is also a plug for The Most Serene Republic
as I adore them.

Goodbye Ian.

Today was my last day at Second Cup. I will miss it.

I had a most Glorious day filled with many good convos with my favorite patrons. Not only did Large Mocca Man remember it was my last day, but Crystal Glass boy came in in his normal clothes. Gosh he is cute. Upon telling him it was my last day, he said he was very sad and would have to come back to see me at three, before my shift ended. The Cougars then came in and gave me a big hug. I tried to give them free drinks but they are honest people and would not accept. We gossed about Crystal Glass and they said Crystal glass boy was mos def in love with me. Three o'clock rolled around and there was not a cute boy in sight. Finally, at 3:17 I am short of breath as my most favorite glass man enters the cafe. Flirting and hilarity ensues as we debate about drinks syrups and the like. After many "you're awesome" "no you're awesome" 's he thanks me for making him delicious coffee. While shaking hands I ask his name. Previously my co-worker and I had asked Large Mocca Man (the big man at Crystal Glass) what his younger comrades name was. He told us is was three letters. Tabulating an extensive list of every three letter name we knew we decided that his name must be Ian or John without the h (thus: Jon). We were wrong. His name is Bob. ugh. He does however introduce himself as Bobby (cute) and I assume his full name is Robert (fairly pleasing). He then takes his blended iced latte with 1 and a 1/4 pumps of chai and departs. I watch him walk the block back to his work through my cafes full length windows and my heart sings. Thus ends the epic romance of Crystal Glass boy and the Dynamic Barista.


For the non-romantics out there who still care about my life - I applied for a credit card today. Hazaa!

Oh no.

Whats so wrong with nature? - Period Suppression

On a better note, I plan to get my own web domain as soon as I figure everything out. If anyone nows exactly how to go about doing that and would like to save me google time, let me know!

Also, my stomach hurts again. In case you were wondering. And no father, I'm not bulimic.

I alsmot bought 40 dollars worth of shirts from Bustedtees but then thought of how many shows I could go to in Toronto come sept. for that amount of money (2) and how many shirts I currently own (over 20). Thus, no Busted Tees for me.

These are the ones I wanted:

Good stuff, as always.

I am about to watch a French Film instead of working off that brownie and danish and carrot cake I ate today. Why do I do this to myself? I think I secretly want to be 900 pounds. I adore french films and am very excited as it has been a while.

Today was an excellent day at work. I will miss Fucking Cup. No joke. Also, nothing makes me happier then Crystal Glass.

Camp is very very soon. I heart Nature.

LaaksoLaaskoLaasko

Why did it take me so long?



Demon video by Laakso.

Fuck Sweden, you are amazing.

I should get a hair cut more often.

I cut my hair yesterday. Today I went to work and at least 4 people told me my new bangs are cute. There is this one police man who always comes in and orders a Butter Pecan Latte as a BPL to sound more manly. He noticed my hair cut and I told him I did it myself. He then told me how he cut his dogs hair his self and it didn't turn out so good. I asked what kind of dog he had. He has a Labradoodle, which is not a very manly dog to own he informed. I almost dropped his latte I was laughing so hard.

Zak Zak!

Here is some sweet as MuZAK I have been meaning to share for a while

Tokyo Police Club - Be Good RAC remix
This remix basically makes me think about crystals and unicorns and giggles.

Los Campesinos - We Throw Parties Video
I am moving to england to be in this band.

Born Ruffians - This Sentence
Bloggers have been all over Born Ruffians for ages, but I saw their ep at HMV yesterday and felt compelled to keep sharing the love. Quali Quali tea yos.

Lastly and always, Bright Eyes is my heart:

It takes at least 7 drinks to spill.

When I grow up I want to be just like Mike D.

Weekends are epic.

Mad Love? Yes.

I am excited to make children of the forest. (M Swain, read between the lines!)

Never work at Fucking cup.

When you come to Toronto, you can stay with me in my non existent housing, dig?

When I get rich the first thing I am getting is a new intestine and a bladder transplant.

I am going to wear my Beastie Boys shirt everyday of my life.

So Sas. So Sas what? So SasQUATCH!

So this one time I went to the Sasquatch Festival. Basically, my heart exploded. Aside from my incredibly badass burn everything was perfect. It didn't even matter that we forgot our tent or that we went the wrong way 20 minutes in to the trip because it was the sweetest trip of all time.

I took some photos. You can see them here.

I also took some videos. They are like, pretty good quality, but I am having trouble uploading that quality to the interweb. For some lower quality videos you can hit up my vimeo. For higher quality videos you can come to my house and we can kick my father off the computer to bask in the Glory of bands such as The Blow, The Arcade fire and Tokyo Police club.

Rock Think Create.

Giant Hands!

Let us hold each other always!!

I saw You say Party! We say Die! tonight and it was awesome.

This was from thier show in March:


You Say Party! We Say Die! March 28, 07 from Mudry on Vimeo

Think that's good? You should have seen tonight. Basically beautiful girls singing, beautiful boys dancing, hand holding, group singing, full body shakes and onstage dancing. Oh my dance DESTRUCTION heart!

I tube? Youtube

I aspire to be this badass:


Also, why did this show ever go off the air? It is the best.

Woh, I kind of can't breath.

The Hives are playing at the Virgin festival in Toronto. I am going. I am going to see the Hives. Oh god. Oh godohgodohgod.

Less exciting things: Two guys came in to my work today at 10 am. They got espressos and were leaning against the counter very seductively. Also, they were drunk. Sweet.

PB and J is the MOST delicious.

!!!!!

I just saw Peter Bjorn and John. It was amazing. So amazing I settled for and xtra large shirt. It is like a tent. Luckily my sister can sew, kind of. Less crap more concert! Peter is the cutest, most rockinest Swedish man you will ever, ever see. Bjorn is perfect and John is pure class. Magnificent, absolutely magnificent. Objects of affection and Teen Love were perfect. My heart exploded with happiness. Fantastic. Also, Peter really whistles that good. He is incredible. Stay tuned for a vimeo upload of the best Swedish band to ever play Calgary.

My bedtime is 9:00

Myspace spam is the bane of my existence. How the hell are bands supposed to read my messages of love and adoration with all you fuckers spamming the hell out of their pages?

My basement is way cold at night, which is a sign that I should go to bed at proper times to wake up far to early for my 10 hour work days. For the past 3 days I have missed my 3 favorite Second Cup clients. That is a huge lie. My actual favorite is the old lady with 9 inch thick glasses who yelled "Hot Damn!" today when she had exact change. The other 3 are just coffee crushes I have.

It has been far to long since I have had a good many drinkskis.

I seriously hope Natasha wins ANTM. She is so bitchin and so Russian. Renee however is pretty good to and would be my second choice.This girl was one of the worst ever in top model history. Almost as bad as Tyra. I really don't like Tyra.

Updates - Photos - The Ux

How the hell do you shorten usual? Officially: the Ux. (x as in Xiu Xiu)

Today my junior high sister told me that her drama director thinks I'm a cutie. Dang it! That is totally negative press for my badass street rep. Don't worry, I'm back on to Yoga so anyone who wants some of this will get beat down real bad.

Next point which I forget.

Continue.

So I went on this trip in April with the fam fam. I took some photos (like 1068) and uploaded a select few (around 258) to my Flickr. Here is an example to make you follow my links:



It is now far past my bedtime. Not even J.K Rowling.

I used to watch TGIF all the time.

Yesterday I went MODDING and it was ballin. This Morning however was not. This afternoon was a large improvment on this morning filled with laughing fits and sweeping and ceiling fans made of coffee foam. Last evening I went for sushi. Not only was it tasty but the menu had a picture of "Crap rolls" instead of "Crab Rolls". Those silly sushi folk almost made me die of laughter.

It is gorgeous out. I am now going to go bask in the awesomeness of earth.

Never say "Whatever".

Once upon someone was like "Hey! Cold War Kids are pretty good!" I was like, whatever, I have better things to do. Then Tokyo Police Club went on tour with them. Then I was like ok, respek, they must be pretty good.

Then I saw this: Tokyo Police Club and CWK "Be Good"


and this: Cold War Kids and TPC "Saint John"


and decided to download The Cold War Kids album "Robbers and Cowards". I listened to Hair Down and finally realized that The Cold War Kids are the shit.

Moral of this post? Always listen to those sweet peeps who tell you about kickin new bands. They know what they are talking about.

Heart -> Myself/Coffee bars.

Excellent Facebook post to my friend Karen. Written by yours truly. I think I have a self love problem.

"I just got my job, right before I left for Europe (which was killer!!!!) How is things? life will be glorious whilst unemployed. I have worked two full shifts since I got back and already feel crunched for time. especially because i have to go to bed at like, 9:30 so I can open the stupid store at like, 6:00. Question: Did you get pocket loads of tips at SBucks? Cause today I got like, 20 bucks. And a free 20$ coffee card cause I sold so many. Also, it is good you quit the SBucks otherwise we would be rivals. Every time my dad buys something from there, I tell him he is indirectly trying to put me out of a job. Why does not everyone in the world call it SBucks? That is the sweetest name. Almost as good as "Second Fucking Cup" which is what I have rechristened Second cup."

What you doin' tonight? I don't know, I don't got no Midnight snack.

I worked 9 and 1/2 hours today. It was worth it though because an old man told me I was a sweet heart.

If you are feeling down and low, buy something online and get it mailed to you. Then when you get mail and discover that it is your NEW TOKYO POLICE CLUB SHIRT!!!! you will be very very happy.

I want a midnight snack.

Return/I heart Blogging

New abbreviation - dets, short for details.

Europe is fabulous. Mainly everything but particularly: Rome, Greece, Rome, Italy in general, the Mediterranean, the males. I want to spend my youth (21-26) in Rome. It is the greatest. Also, I am totally into old stuff like ruins and castles and want to live in them and be near them always. Did you know the most attractive people in the world go to/live in Europe? It is true. The epicentre is Rome. I'm pretty sure Romulus and Remus founded Rome just so that the beautiful people of the world would have a place to congregate and be beautiful.

While being abroad for 2 weeks sans internet I realized that I love blogging so much that I need to get a journal to write down everything that I would normally write in my blog when my blog in inaccessible. That last sentence was real boring. Here is a better one (or multiple) with a swear word (or two) for extra excitement:

My parents ate fucking dinner without me! I was home, and making noise and they just didn't get me. It was perogies. Perogies are the fucking best. Way better then fucking pizza. Did you that Italy? I hate your Pizza! (and all pizza world wide). I still love you Italy.

Hot Stuff.

That is Nick Simmons, Gene Simmons son. He is a total babe. He is also 6"7, wears jewelry and rocks out. I want to be his girlfriend.

Ballin in New Brunswick.

Name: Katelyn Mudry
Location: Dalhousie, New Brunswick
Currently Activity: Blogging/listening to the new Arcade Fire.

The New Arcade Fire album (Neon Bible) is very good, but most people already know that by now. Listening to this album makes me happy not only because it is awesome but because every single second I listen to it all I think about is much better it will be when I see Win Butler and his crew playing their hearts out at the Sasquatch Festival. My tickets have been printed and are in the mail.

New Brunswick is actually very nice. Everyday driving to the Biathlon site we drive across this sort of ocean road. I'm not sure if it is directly the ocean, or just a bay (I could look at a map but that would mean leaving my hotel room. Gross!). Whatever that body of water is it is beautiful and covered in snow and ice. There are houses her right on the shore and I can only imagine how awesome it would be to live here in the summer and jump of you back lawn and in to the ocean. Today I will break all my personal stereotypes by getting off my butt and being active and going for a run around the town. It has been blogged, so it will be done.

Other: I want a Polaroid camera like, real bad. I vow to never travel without my guitar again. Last night I dreamnt I held my guitar in my arms and it was glorious. I a have a very expensive yogurt habit. At least a tub a day. If I'm buying good yogurt and cottage cheese for extra protein, that's like 5 bucks day a which is 35 bucks a week which is 140 dollars a month. That could seriously be damaging to my pocket book when I leave home next year. Crap. Drug addicts must be fully financially screwed like, always. Also The Polyphonic Spree have just been added to the Sasquatch line up so, HELLS YA.

Dear self:

I am currently away on a two week biathloning trip (most likely my last, try not to cry) in Fort Kent, Maine then in Charlo, New Brunswick. Whilst being away and flying and listening to the New Arcade Fire album (very good) I thought of many things I must do when I get home. This post is a personal post to myself to remind me of all the things I must do when I get home.

Dear Katelyn:

Upon return from your epic Biathloning, please remember to do the following -
Go to your new job on Tuesday. 10 or 11? Look it up.
Download (I mean buy, of course) the new Fiest and Bright eyes Albums.
Clean up your mess of a room.
Finally make all those shirts you have ever wanted.
Buy that Gogol Bordello shirt you were looking at.
Lip Dub. (Attn. Jocelyn)
Make a kickin VidBlog. It's been far to long.
Learn on your kickin acoustic guitar the following:
- new Arcade
- Wrong Choice
- Gorillaz
- more Tegan and Sarah
- Band of freakin Horses
- Dang it!! someother awesome band I forgot
Organize your freaking mountain of Guitar tab. Or just memorize it all and burn that mountain down.
Rock out with your tambourine and sweet peeps. (Molly Swain, this means you)
Have a back yard Campfire after melting the 400 pounds of snow in your backyard with a blow torch.
By a blow torch to do the above.
Make sweet love to all my wonderful amigos.

Should you fail do to all the above, you will be an absoulte failure and no one will ever love you again. Also, you will be lame.

Your's truly,

Your self.

Yes! Beyond All Belief

On Monday I got in to Ryerson University in Toronto. I have never been so excited for anything in my entire life. All I can think about is living in T Dot (which I love) and being the coolest freshman ever to actually be in their second year after high school graduation and have already completed one semester of postsecondary.

Living in Toronto will be awesome because:

+ I will get to ride the subway and street cars everywhere. Toronto Transit kicks Calgary transits butt.
+ I will need to pack up all my clothes. Upon arriving in Toronto I will realize that I forgot/don't have lots of stuff and will get to go shopping.
+ Every week there will be an awesome concert I can and will go to.
+ Due to my extreme spending on musical excursions, I will eat the bare minimum and make people buy me stuff all the time.
+ New York is only a bus ride away. That means I can see Matt & Kim live in Brooklyn! Hopefully in someones Kitchen or upon a roof top.
+ Due to Toronto's massive population and hip happening scene I will meet the coolest people ever, I am sure of it.

Besides all of this I will be getting and education and moving forward in my life. All in all, I highly recommend getting accepted for your University of choice. It is awesome.

In other news:

Word on the street is that Little Rock, Arkansas is where it is at. Check out Totally Michael's blog for more details. Also check out Totally Micheal's songs if you like cheerleaders, ballons, riding bikes and yelling.

Last Night and what's to come!

Mother Mother was real good last night. Don't believe me? See for your self!

Mother Mother - Touch up on Vimeo

I also took some pics, they are on my Flickr. I really wish I could take sweet concerts pics. By observing the H core photographers in front of me they seem to just prop themselves on things to make their camera steady and not need a flash. I am slightly to nervous to do this but really want to take some mad shots at the next show I am at. Chances are you may see me leaning 'gainst a wall in the coming weeks.

Things I am excited for:

Gaye Rage on Friday!! I love Broken City with alllll my heart.

Sasquatch festival! Tickets go on sale on March 3rd!

March 12 upon which I leave for a 2 week Biathloning expedition and thus will no longer be lounging around my house all day!

How Stupid we get.

My mother just called and told me she needed help with a math question. I used to be a Pure Math Major so I get this all the time. I'm mentally prepping myself while she tells me the question. I'm expecting something really hard with like, matrices and unknowns and a big geological equation but instead, she asks me a question any elementary student could answer. The question went as follows: If I have one area in Km and the other in meters, do I have to convert the meters to KM? I said of course, then she complained that then the number would be so small. I then hit my forehead with my hand because of my mothers stupidity. She continues to explain the problem and it turns out the measurement in meters is actually width. She isn't doing an area problem at all, it is in fact a volume problem. I told her that in grade 2 we all learn that when doing math, we must use the same units for all measurements and that the area for volume is longeur x largeur x hauteur and that I couldn't remember what is was in English. So much for a bilingual education. And so much for my mothers elementary education.

A Side note: My friend (Molly Fucking Swain) just got the sweetest job ever. I am eagerly awaiting her call so that we might discuss. By discuss I really mean scream and jump and probably wave my hands a lot so as to not smudge my non existent mascara with my tears of joy.

Everything good about Chickens, Roosters and Mermaids called Baby comes round full scale tomorrow night.

Tomorrow I am going to see Mother Mother at Broken City. I purchased their cd, Touch Up, 3 days ago on my 100 dollar musical shopping spree. Looks like I wont be purchasing any VodkaCrans for a while. That's OK though because every Album I bought (Professor Murder, Mother Mother, The Junction, Man Man, and The Long Blondes) was totally worth it. Back to Mother Mother, their album is the best album I have ever bought that boasts a 5 headed chicken as it's cover art. They sing alot about roosters and have many sexual references and awesome harmonies. Did I mention that the one song (Polynesia) talks about a Mermaid? Cause it does. They also use the word Baby in multiple songs. Calling someone Baby is very cool. I wish someone called me baby everyday (except not if they creepy. Only if they are Josh Hook but if you've ever read my blog before/talked to me/looked at my desktop background you would already know that cause I talk about him all the time.) Speaking of Baby, I really like Dirty Dancing and so should you. DD Havana nights is also pretty good although I hate the girl in it. Diego Luna makes up for everything wrong with the girl because he is so utterly amazing.

Goal for next blog entry: Don't be so slack ass on links.

To do list:

Get in to Uni
Get a Job
Change Blog layout
Library books are overdue! Deal with them
Physical activity
Make new vidblog
Film stuff for new vidblog
Edit film from Italia
Reminisce about Italia
Not be so utterly lame. God! Who reads this anyways? I do.

Here is a secret: I enjoy reading my old blog posts and thinking how great they are.

Goal: For my next post to be of actual substance.

F

I am going to cry. I finally decided to buy my coachella tickets, go online and they are sold out. I would have bought them yesterday but I was at the passport office all day. Two minutes ago the Coachella website posted that they were sold out. I almost feel sick to my stomach. This is what happens when you think things through - you get F'd.

Commercials.

I HATE every single thing about the Jared jewelry store commericials. They make me scream out loud and want to smash my really nice TV in to 4 000 tiny pieces.

Cool, Awesome, Whatever girlfriend!

I am doing my two favorite things right now - being on the interent (specifically my blog) and watching tv (specifically Men in Black on TBS). I am experiencing neck pain right now but it's the good kind induced by f-ing Sudden Infant Dance Syndrome and the way they make me rock out. I recently listend to a beautiful song on the guitar by a beautiful band and preformed by a beautiful girl.

The "bug" guy in MIB is really gross and ugly. Also, I had a dream the other day about cobras being draped all over my body. I would like to punch Molly and Jake Swain in the face for this as they were the ones who were talking about snakes and how pythons can swallow a full human. Luckily there was a Czech hero who saved me from the snakes. There was also an other Czech who was beautiful and laughed at the snake situation so I threw a hand full of rocks at him.

Often I find that my blog entries make me sound like a lazy, mindless, boy crazy, girl in junior high.

Those Porportions were extremely Epic.

So a couple nights ago I saw Rebecca Ramone, Micheal Bernard and These Proportions are Epic. It was one of the best shows I have ever been to.

I had only listened to MB's Cd once, at a formal Christmas party and danced to in in my grad dress with my friend Justin. He said "MB is coming in Feb" and I was like "I'll be there!" So we went. We walked in to the Mac Hall ballroom and got a little bit nervous. There were chairs set up in front of a massive stage with multiple multiple instruments and lots of lamps. We were like, oh god what is this. How were we going to dance to Micheal Bernard's groovin guitar sounds whilst sitting in our chairs? Our friend's girlfriend, Brianne, assured us that it would be very good and we believed her because she is a) very cool and nice and b) was part of "These Proportions are Epic". Rebbecca Ramone opened and she has an amazing voice. I would have bought her cd but the only thing I had in my wallet was Euros. Next was Micheal Bernard. He opened with some acoustic songs and I became very excited. Not only does he have a great voice, mad skills, and beautiful vests, but also rugged good looks. Once These Proportions are Epic came on life seemed almost perfect. These Proportions are Epic was a large group of students, mainly from U of L and U of C, who together made up the orchestra, choir and dance group that filled out Micheal's show. The combination of soulful guitar, soaring violin, pounding piano, enchanting choral vocals and fanciful dancing (yes, live dancing in front of the musicians) was absolutely amazing. At the end of the set, the actors which had been doing little skits before and after all the acts came on again to finish their scenario on true love. It was very nice and I felt very happy. Little did I know that this would not be the best part of the evening. Micheal called for a girl to come up to the stage, quickly if she didn't mind. She climbed up on to the stage and the Bassist took off his bass and walked over to her. He dropped to his knee, and in front of 300 people, asked the girl to marry him. She cried and said yes. I cried as well because it was a very happy moment. Justin then laughed at me because I was wiping my tears with my scarf. All in all, an incredible show that reminds you of everything good in life. Mad props to Micheal Bernard and everyone involved.

Micheal's Myspace - here

Everyday happenings.

Last night I couldn't sleep. I moved from my bed to the couch and feel asleep instantly.

My dad said I looked like a train wreck. I got my Passport photo taken. My dad said I looked like a drug addict.

Bought, drank, and renewed my love for So Good soy milk.

I applied for two jobs. Have gotten no response as of yet.

Just thought about how awesome "The Office" is while watching clips from it on youtube.

Currently multitasking - blogging and fantasizing.

Thursday Feb. 1st 2007

Today has been a pretty typical day.

Started off with some tea, burnt my throat. Did the wash and realized I had absolutely nothing to wear because it was all in the wash. Had a shower for far too just long because I liked the hot water. Went to go drop off some resumes, basically got rejected by American Apparel on the spot. Parked in the wrong parking lot at Community Health foods and while backing out of my spot, hit the car behind me. Ate a rum filled chocolate from Italy and almost fell down the stairs due to the amount of rum in it. Watched the latest episode of The Office for the third time and laughed even harder then the first two times. Marveled at John Krasinski's rugged good looks, excellent acting abilities and perfect teeth. Ate toast with and PB and honey and proceed to get a stomach ache. Blogged.

Other then that, I am going to see Michael Bernard and some other band I don't know the name of tonight. Never have I been so unprepared for a concert, but I still expect to have a good time. Especially because my ticket only cost 15$ with my student discount. And my birthday is in 6 days.

I...

Miss Italy with a passion.
Love the movie "A love song for Bobby Long".
Adore "The Office".
Think John Krasinski is a stud.
Want to be far more grown up then I am.


Upon returning from my Italian adventure I realized a few things: I fully adore not living at home. I can party hard, but for how long I don't know. I must take advantage of my current state. I constantly pretend to be older then I am, but i'm really just a baby, freshly sprung from it's mothers uterus. Scarfs are what everyone wears. Italians dress well. Even if they are prepubescent, they are good looking (not in a creepy way, it's just a fact).

Holy Shit!

I can barley breath at this Moment. Pay close attention as this is the most important blog post of my life.

TOKYO POLICE CLUB IS PLAYING THE COACHELLA FESTIVAL ON APRIL 27. Yes that is the same day as Bjork, The Arctic Monkeys and Gogol Bordello.

I NEED TO GO. THIS CALLS FOR A MAJOR ROADTRIP TO CALIFORNIA. Please, Please all my wonderful friends, if you have any good bone in your body you will come with me. Tickets go on sale Jan 27.

E-MAIL ME POST HASTE!!

Things I have learned in Italy so far:

Italians really do eat a lot of pasta.
The Lebanese can party like nobodys buisness
There is no such language as lebanese. They speak arabic.
Racing 15 km is very hard and I don't recommened to anyone but Uschi Disl
Girls from the Czech Republic are beasts.
I am fully addicted to the Internet.
Old buildings are gorgeous.
World War two would have been very scary.
Trumpets, Bongo drums and Techno go very well together.

Soon to be boarding at Gate 45....

Me! I'm leaving for Italy in half an hour. Well, the airport and the Frankfurt, then Italy. That is the itinerary for the beginning of my 2 week adventure to Turin, Italy for the World University Games. Kickin! I currently don't know where my carry on bag is so I must go find that.

Currently listening to: Of Montreal - question for Emily.

If I had more time I'd set up a link/download for that lovely song but I hear an Italian Stallion calling my name so I must go.

Did you know...

Eating two packages of instant oatmeal at the same time is far more filling then eating two separate packages one after the other.

Dino eggs are far better then any other kind of instant oatmeal.

I am leaving for Italy in 2 days.

Let's share!

I am currently listening to "Happy Valentines Day" by Tokyo Police Club. You probably are not. This is beacause it is a old demo which has never been released. How did I get it you ask? By sharing of course! That is why I love Last.fm. If you see a track that people are listening to that you do not have, but want because are obessed with a band and must have every rarity out there, you can simply message them, strike up a correspondence and end up having that rare track in your posession! While I'm all for buying music of bands you support, sharing music like this is one of my favorite things about the interent because if it were not for the interent, I would not be able to listen to many of the demos or bootlegs that I do.






Here is to rarities, sharing and the interent community!









Email me/leave a comment if you would like to enjoy this kickin TPC tune as well.

Matt and Kim rock out

This is how I want my life to be. All day, Every day.


P.S - This is not my picture. I wish.

I've found the One!

I got a Message on the Myspace:

Hello Pretty Angel ,

Before I Proceed Further I think it will be Polite for me to Introduce myself to you.
My Name is fabio alberto and am 5'9 Tall average body and mixed race I'm 49years of age,i was born and rised in Ireland, though my dad he is from buenos aires in (ARGENTINA)but my mum is (BRISTH)

I am a single father of 1 child his name is Kyle , he lives with my ex at her home in Glasgow, Scotland cuz shes got the full custody and i have been divorced for about 3 years now.....
I am a christian by Religion and also a Caring,Nice,Kind,Faithfull,Loyal and God Fearing Man.I have spent my life getting involved with the arts as an artist though i am not yet accomplished.i dopaintings of portraits and i also make collections of artifacts and sculptures... I own an art gallery in (WEST AFRICA NIGERIA) were i buy and sell most of my works and other part of europes and asia.

I am a Man of High Moral Integrity....Kind and Very Supportive..I belive I am the Type of Man a woman would Love to spend the rest of Her Life with becos I have the Qualities a Man should have.I do drink socially But i dont smoke. ........

Well i just joined the site and was browsing through profiles when i came across yours, your picture did catch my eyes and I really wish to know more about you and that is why I decied to write you on here and see where it lead Us to.No one knows where the right one Lives...But we all Pray to God so that we can have the right Person to spend the rest of our Life with.

Also I am willing to Relocate if I found the Right woman and I don't care where ever she Lives or stays..But I would Love to know More about you as well
I would Love to chat with you on my Yahoo Instant IM fabio1956_50@yahoo.com so if you Interested in getting to know more about me as well..you can Reach me Overthere and we can start to Communicate Overthere.
Thanks and God Bless
Fabio alberto

I e-mailed Fabio. He is the type of Man I want to spend the rest of my life with. We are going to be together forever.

Here is a picture of him.



Look for a "Save the Date" coming your way soon. Also, please coordinate your gifts. Niether Fabio or I want 3 toasters. One 6 slice toaster will suffice.

Facts.

Fact: Music blogs are illin
Fact: I could never have a music blog.

Why? Because I a) Don't have enough time to find, download, listen to, review and post about cool enough new muzak that everyone would want to know about and b) Am very bad at describing music. General musical descriptions by your's truly -
"It's so awesome!"
"Totally Kickin!"
"Pure Dance Destruction!"
"Sweet!"
"Oh God!"

I have however become far better at classifying music. Here are some of my most favorite genres of music:

Danger Rock
Dance DESTRUCTION
Zombie Rock
Monster Rock
Death Pop
Power Dance

Fact: I just applied to Ryerson University.
Fact: If I don't get in, I will die.

That said, this blog will official be a music plog. A normal blog in which I frequently plug music I am mad about. Mad as in crazy, not as in angry.

A Movie Review when I should be going to the bathroom.

I saw The Last Kiss and I really liked it. Screw all of you who said it was no good! It wasn't as quirky as Garden State but hey, ladies and gentlemen, Zach Braff directed Garden State and not The Last Kiss so of course Garden State is going to be cooler and quirkier and have more visually tantalizing shots. The Last Kiss was really good and it wasn't just about cheating, as a lot of people told me. It was about life and commitment and fear and love and how important they all are. It also has a great sound track. Especially "Warning Signs" by Coldplay. That part was perfect.

I'm busy, of course.

Sometimes I really have to pee but I'm in the middle of doing something, like crusin the myspace, so I hold it. Then once it gets unbearable I run as fast as I can to the bathroom. Often times I cut it very close. This is one of those times.