when it rains it pours

So,
I'm trapped in this city. Like I said. I'm not surprised. I've given up questioning why this had to happen
things that I do find somewhat questionable,
how it is that while trying to help out at work, while I wasn't even working on a day that I should have been in the middle of the sky I managed for the first time ever to drop 3 plates of food. Also questionable the douchebaggery of some people. seriously does your asshole gauge have an unlimited capacity? and how do you even sleep at night?
oh that's right...alone

Then I came home to sulk, and managed to spill a glass of wine on my laptop which is now kinda sorta working. but not really.

it's not just me

the whole world seems to be falling apart.
I only wish I could take comfort in that.

I don't mean to spit shit misery out into the universe, I just think that maybe it's time for the bright side to come find me.

right now, I'd even settle for the light on my laptop battery charger.

volcanic ass

trapped in Europe.
somehow this doesn't surprise me

so this is homesickness

prayers, wishes, deals with mother nature

whatever you got to get me home

Friday or Bust

ONE WEEEEEEK

Ok,
I know I've been way behind on any sort or update
BUT
I'll be home in a week and I can tell you everything live and in person

spring was here for a minute, but then the clouds wind and rain decided to take it hostage and run the town for a while.

My new apartment is sweet, and my old roomate Babs, moved in this weekend!! we're having a balcony bbq this weekend, I'll take pictures and post them. promise promise.

I've started drinking black coffee, mostly cause we have a coffee maker and no teapot and my fridge is tiny and can only fit small cartons of milk, which I can't be effed to pay for.
Also I have an actual collection of red wine in my apartment.

my clothes still lie in piles on my floor.

what I'm trying to say, is that I'm growing/changing a little. but it's baby steps.

see you soooooooooooon

I hate moving

fingers crossed I won't have to be doing it again for a while.
don't have time to procrastinate this into an entire entry.

Home in 6 weeks and a few days!!!!!!!!!

Kisses and Misses

You're Lyon,
no really...I am going to France this weekend!!

Okay so,
I'm just winding down for bed after a delightful evening of rolling fits of laughter with my roommate.
and as you may have heard, I'm heading to Lyon, France this weekend to spend two days with my friend Sarah from Ireland, that I met in Vienna and then met up with again that time in London.
It was kind of a last minute adventure but I've had itchy feet for some time now. There was this one time that I was supposed to go to Prague, but then there was the incident with the escalator dive and it didn't quite work out.
Other than that, the Olympics are fulfilling me with enormous amounts of Canadian pride, and I'm pretty bummed that I didn't take my Dad up on his "do you want something from the Olympics!" offer.
Winter Blues are in full effect. enough with the slush and grey skies already, but the days as always are tumbling under one another and before I know it I'll be a month late on starting my bathing suit diet.
Some of you may know that I'm a sucker for holidays, any excuse to be festive is right up my alley, so V day was no exception (heart necklace, head band and socks, white tank, red scarf, red lipstick - overkill...likely.) I spent a lovely afternoon with Babs (my roommate, who I'm not sure likes being referred to as Babs) checking out the Annie Leibovitz exhibit and then an ever so delightful work shift where I was conned into breaking my no drinking policy by some rowdy group of Scotsmen...ya I said conned, thereby revoking responsibility, and I stand by it.


Dayshift = my brain being turned into mush.

18days burger free...it's something I guess.

catch you guys when I get back from France!!!

Oh! I got a new apartment. all about that when I return as well.

hugs and love babes

lick your lips and taste the metaphor

mid season premieres
and I came too late
to catch the plot and follow story lines
like them
I am, but never was
LOST
a pop culture reference to pin to the calendar in your mind
whisper song lyrics across the sky
drag me out of this
sore
excuse for a bed
I wonder if I'll ever sleep
unassisted or unaccompanied
push me through
this
(wanna be) writers block
I can't even tell where it stops
chest, tongue or fingertips.

my light, my life, my EVERYTHING

Mum.
it obvious, you're the reason I'm living. But it's also true that you're the reason I'm alive

to another year of you, being inspired by your greatness.

the other day in the bath, I realized I have your feet. Which makes sense since I feel you in every step.

I love you. I miss you. Happy Happy Birthday

Detox

I need to put this somewhere so that I can take some form of accountability.

So I've decided to quit drinking for the month of February (with the one small exception of Super Bowl Sunday - go saints go)
which isn't to imply that I have some sort of excessive drinking problem, but I work at a bar, and as a result am likely to dive into a cheeky one on an average day after work.

I'm also quitting burgers- this is something I'm fully admitting to having a problem with. They just smell so good when you're carrying a tray down the stairs.

lastly, I'm trying to get back on the yoga train and am going to finish reading one of the 4 books that I have on the go.

ok there. stamped it.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRINCESS!!!!

27 years ago, before I was even born my life changed for the better because you were.

it all goes without saying. you're the best, you're my best, I love you so much.

Long Time no Blog.

well.
as I sit in this hammock listening with envy to the most beautiful melodies watching old Disney cartoons on mute cause the german's to harsh to follow.
I can't think of a single thing to say.
or maybe I just have too much to say and not enough energy in these fingertips.

it's a new year.
I hope it's treating you all well

I'm well.

it may not be much of a secret. there's a serious love fest on it's way. 3 months ish
I'll be back through Paris and on my way back home for a week or so.

if it doesn't read like shouting, believe me I'm beyond pumped.

I'll get some good pics up soon, from Johnnys visit and such. they'll make more sense than I do right now.


the theme of today is crash but don't burn