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.