a few things
1) Wednesday was red-and-white-striped tie day. At least for David Letterman, Paul Martin, and Peter Mansbridge.
2) I'm voting Conservative. More because of key issues than anything else. I wish I agreed with more of their platform, but I don't. OH well. True patriot love, in all thy Son's command.
3) I haven't gone to Curves yet this week. Ah well. Lots of other wonderful things have happened.
4) Not including the last few nights when I've stayed awake 'til 2am, watching TV. Ugh. Puke. Blech.
5) I've got a show! With Anna Vandas (formerly Tkachenko). Tuesday July 6 @ 9pm, @ piece of cake up in north van. So come on out to that!
6) I have to go to work now. It's been nice chatting with you.
23.6.04
beautiful day
beautiful one i love!
beautiful one, i adore
beautiful one, my soul must SING!!!
tonight was good food for the tummy, and good soul food. great music (yielding the purchase of 2 new cds), sweet conversations, and tears of joy. a family reunion with an rto sister i'd never met, and setting up some gigs with a sister i love to sing with.
best day off...ever.
beautiful one, i adore
beautiful one, my soul must SING!!!
tonight was good food for the tummy, and good soul food. great music (yielding the purchase of 2 new cds), sweet conversations, and tears of joy. a family reunion with an rto sister i'd never met, and setting up some gigs with a sister i love to sing with.
best day off...ever.
22.6.04
just kidding!!
beloved, listen to me.
don't believe all that you see.
and don't you ever let anyone tell you
that there's anything that you need
but me.
even so, it's going to be a rough summer, without my benny around.
don't believe all that you see.
and don't you ever let anyone tell you
that there's anything that you need
but me.
even so, it's going to be a rough summer, without my benny around.
15.6.04
i wish i was six again.
don't start forest fires
I was driving home from my voice lesson just a few minutes ago. When I got to Shell Rd, the "a train approaches!" lights and sounds were going off, so I stopped my car, and allowed the train to pass.
A few things:
Watching the cars as they approached the intersection was okay. Watching them pass, however, made me feel naseous.
All the cars of this particular train were excessive in height.
I had this (well-controlled) urge to 1) race across the tracks as the train was coming, and 2) slam my car into the train.
A little disturbing, but in a more positive light, I may be headed for a career as an action-hero. They can do that sort of thing. Truly invincible.
I was driving home from my voice lesson just a few minutes ago. When I got to Shell Rd, the "a train approaches!" lights and sounds were going off, so I stopped my car, and allowed the train to pass.
A few things:
Watching the cars as they approached the intersection was okay. Watching them pass, however, made me feel naseous.
All the cars of this particular train were excessive in height.
I had this (well-controlled) urge to 1) race across the tracks as the train was coming, and 2) slam my car into the train.
A little disturbing, but in a more positive light, I may be headed for a career as an action-hero. They can do that sort of thing. Truly invincible.
jo's pillow
here is my forgotten ode: to jo's pillow.
Friday, September 13, 2002
I just remembered that Jo took her pillow back. It has been keeping me in sweet, sweet slumber for a week...and now it is gone. I shall compose an ode to the pillow...
~O pillow, purple cover, smells like...nice.
Inside white, lumpy, yet soft on the other side.
How I shall miss thee, dear pillow, dear pillow.
I know not, I comprehend not...why have you left me?
O pillow, O pillow...do come back to me. And whisk me off to nights of sweet slumber and dreams.
O pillow, O pillow...do come back to me. And carry me gently, while of sweet things I dream.
Carry me gently, while of sweet things I dream.
~end.
YEp.
There it is. Now, onto the land of my bed I go...
Friday, September 13, 2002
I just remembered that Jo took her pillow back. It has been keeping me in sweet, sweet slumber for a week...and now it is gone. I shall compose an ode to the pillow...
~O pillow, purple cover, smells like...nice.
Inside white, lumpy, yet soft on the other side.
How I shall miss thee, dear pillow, dear pillow.
I know not, I comprehend not...why have you left me?
O pillow, O pillow...do come back to me. And whisk me off to nights of sweet slumber and dreams.
O pillow, O pillow...do come back to me. And carry me gently, while of sweet things I dream.
Carry me gently, while of sweet things I dream.
~end.
YEp.
There it is. Now, onto the land of my bed I go...
13.6.04
nap-er-ific
Last night, I headed to bed @ 7.45pm, just for a little nap. I had a few people in mind to call when I woke up, and planned to sleep for maybe an hour. Plenty of time for sweet saturday night action.
Not so.
I awoke @ 11.45pm.
Now, having spent some time awake (to win back my tiredness), I am going to bed. Again.
Oh...don't you wish that your own life had this much excitement!?
(seriously, if you knew the beauty and the comfort that is my bed...you'd be excited too).
Not so.
I awoke @ 11.45pm.
Now, having spent some time awake (to win back my tiredness), I am going to bed. Again.
Oh...don't you wish that your own life had this much excitement!?
(seriously, if you knew the beauty and the comfort that is my bed...you'd be excited too).
8.6.04
Le Blog du Moi.
KITTENS!!!
I was @ work, all alone, when the lady on Z95.3FM told me that Calgary had lost, and the cup was in Florida.
*tear*
It wasn't the greatest moment ever. Rather deflating, actually.
Until my brother remarked that Tampa [which makes me think of Tampax Tampons, which makes me think that Tampa is a stupid place for a team] Bay's hockey team (lightning?) has only ONE less Canadian than Calgary Flames. SO...without Canada, they wouldn't have the Stanley Cup. It's practically ours, anyway.
Yeah...I know. It's not terribly consoling right now.
I was @ work, all alone, when the lady on Z95.3FM told me that Calgary had lost, and the cup was in Florida.
*tear*
It wasn't the greatest moment ever. Rather deflating, actually.
Until my brother remarked that Tampa [which makes me think of Tampax Tampons, which makes me think that Tampa is a stupid place for a team] Bay's hockey team (lightning?) has only ONE less Canadian than Calgary Flames. SO...without Canada, they wouldn't have the Stanley Cup. It's practically ours, anyway.
Yeah...I know. It's not terribly consoling right now.
4.6.04
aaaahhhhhhhhhh!
Dealing with one friend-based slamdunkofanissue was enough.
now...now there are more. it's all going up in flames.
which reminds me, CALGARY WON!!
oh, i seriously can't even pretend to be excited right now. i'm going to bed. and hopefully, to camp 2.
now...now there are more. it's all going up in flames.
which reminds me, CALGARY WON!!
oh, i seriously can't even pretend to be excited right now. i'm going to bed. and hopefully, to camp 2.
31.5.04
it's a post!
Sometimes love is a choice we make, to be Jesus' hands and feet to another person, because our own hands wouldn't do it.
Each person here has been created, with a purpose, and a breath of life to get them on their feet. We have to shout it out, that this is who they are!
THIS IS WHO YOU ARE!!!
No one's inheritance is divorce, or drug addiction. Abuse, neglect, unkindness, hatred, condescention--none of these things are what you were supposed to receive.
Instead, relentless grace. Boundless love. Mercy. Life.
Rock Garden's over for the year. After discussion last night, there's a bit of what I'm left to think over.
And one final question: what is something another person can do for you that brings you delight, and joy?
Each person here has been created, with a purpose, and a breath of life to get them on their feet. We have to shout it out, that this is who they are!
THIS IS WHO YOU ARE!!!
No one's inheritance is divorce, or drug addiction. Abuse, neglect, unkindness, hatred, condescention--none of these things are what you were supposed to receive.
Instead, relentless grace. Boundless love. Mercy. Life.
Rock Garden's over for the year. After discussion last night, there's a bit of what I'm left to think over.
And one final question: what is something another person can do for you that brings you delight, and joy?
25.5.04
all hail america!
Sometimes we make fun of americans because they don't know squat about us (read: Rick Mercer).
Sometimes it's because they are so materialistic (read: Extreme Makeover).
Or perhaps because they like weird music (read: Britney Spears).
But once in a while, something is said or done that brings all the banter to a screeching silence, and gives cause for concern.
(In reference to the on-camera executioners of American contractor, Nicholas Berg, beheaded by Islamic militants in Iraq.)
"They are not to be respected, they are not to be protected, they are not to be understood. They are to be eliminated."
-- Rush Limbaugh
Sometimes it's because they are so materialistic (read: Extreme Makeover).
Or perhaps because they like weird music (read: Britney Spears).
But once in a while, something is said or done that brings all the banter to a screeching silence, and gives cause for concern.
(In reference to the on-camera executioners of American contractor, Nicholas Berg, beheaded by Islamic militants in Iraq.)
"They are not to be respected, they are not to be protected, they are not to be understood. They are to be eliminated."
-- Rush Limbaugh
happy birthday to me!
this is a picture I really like.
Today was a day when I did not work, scooping ice cream. Instead, I went to bed only...19 hours ago, and upon waking this afternoon, I treated myself to fulfilling some wants!
WANTS FOR MUSIC. Here's what I ended up with:
Radiohead--hail to the thief
Mogwai--happy songs for happy people
Waking LIfe--soundtrack
Hayden~Elk--Lake Serenade
Sigur Ros--()
Jamie Cullum--twentysomething
MMMmmmmM!!!! So many good things to put into my headphones!
Today was a day when I did not work, scooping ice cream. Instead, I went to bed only...19 hours ago, and upon waking this afternoon, I treated myself to fulfilling some wants!
WANTS FOR MUSIC. Here's what I ended up with:
Radiohead--hail to the thief
Mogwai--happy songs for happy people
Waking LIfe--soundtrack
Hayden~Elk--Lake Serenade
Sigur Ros--()
Jamie Cullum--twentysomething
MMMmmmmM!!!! So many good things to put into my headphones!
24.5.04
i wish i was as cool as that guy over there
this morning, i got into bed as the sun was coming up.
yes.
the sun came up...as i went to sleep.
yes.
the sun came up...as i went to sleep.
23.5.04
waking life?
I saw part of Waking Life tonight.
A great movie...one that I must watch several times more, if only to catch with some degree of comprehension the dialogue...
It's all sort of rambling, and yet making sense; the kind of discussion I think I can have...it's certainly what goes on in my head...everything disjointed, but abstractly connected. The jumble that happens when the thoughts zinging around inside your head make their way out in an excited heap of brainpower and wonder.
We're all sort of stuck, figuring out this race as we go along. We know how to run, but the ground is always changing: mud, grass, cement, loose dirt, dry dirt, spongy undergrowth, sand...sometimes, even water is found underfoot.
Man. I don't know if this could be any of you out there, but I've always wanted a friend I could just call at anytime: day/night/inbetween, and just talk. More pointedly, have conversation. Or just company. Like TV best friends, who come into each other's rooms via the window, and talk about everything...
I dunno. I got the ice cream shop job. And a nice pair of shin splints to go along with it!
woo-woot!
to bed now, I must retire. Read 'the outsiders' again, or for the first time. It's got some golden moments.
much love,
A great movie...one that I must watch several times more, if only to catch with some degree of comprehension the dialogue...
It's all sort of rambling, and yet making sense; the kind of discussion I think I can have...it's certainly what goes on in my head...everything disjointed, but abstractly connected. The jumble that happens when the thoughts zinging around inside your head make their way out in an excited heap of brainpower and wonder.
We're all sort of stuck, figuring out this race as we go along. We know how to run, but the ground is always changing: mud, grass, cement, loose dirt, dry dirt, spongy undergrowth, sand...sometimes, even water is found underfoot.
Man. I don't know if this could be any of you out there, but I've always wanted a friend I could just call at anytime: day/night/inbetween, and just talk. More pointedly, have conversation. Or just company. Like TV best friends, who come into each other's rooms via the window, and talk about everything...
I dunno. I got the ice cream shop job. And a nice pair of shin splints to go along with it!
woo-woot!
to bed now, I must retire. Read 'the outsiders' again, or for the first time. It's got some golden moments.
much love,
21.5.04
arachnids
it's freakin' spiderscrawlingallovermyhouse season!!
ARGH!
I can't handle it!
I hate it when spiderscrawlallovermyhouse!!!
THey're just so...fast...and small...and have SO many freakin' babies...
even Charlotte's web would not be welcome HERE!
(in my barn, had I one, she could spin a web forever).
ARGH!
I can't handle it!
I hate it when spiderscrawlallovermyhouse!!!
THey're just so...fast...and small...and have SO many freakin' babies...
even Charlotte's web would not be welcome HERE!
(in my barn, had I one, she could spin a web forever).
20.5.04
i wish i was six again.
Too many archie comics spoil the brain.
As will too many episodes of nip/tuck.
I watched 2.
I wasn't sure if I was still a human being by the end of the second one. It has, however, turned me off plastic surgery. So that's...good news...I guess.
The other thing it's taught me is that fat girls on tv are crazy. And if she doesn't get what she wants, she'll shoot herself.
Or this one did.
That...was...depressing.
I don't think I'll watch tv anymore.
As will too many episodes of nip/tuck.
I watched 2.
I wasn't sure if I was still a human being by the end of the second one. It has, however, turned me off plastic surgery. So that's...good news...I guess.
The other thing it's taught me is that fat girls on tv are crazy. And if she doesn't get what she wants, she'll shoot herself.
Or this one did.
That...was...depressing.
I don't think I'll watch tv anymore.
18.5.04
LifeNetwork.ca :: Articles :: Tattoo
PIERCE IT!
" Consider the “Prince Albert,” named after its most famous owner, Queen Victoria’s husband. In the early 1800s, popular men’s fashion was all about really tight pants. In order to avoid unsightly bulges, men would have a ring pierced in their penis which they could then latch onto a hook inside the pants. It was the only time in history when “pants-ing” was not funny at all.. "
Just...there's nothing...I can't...I just don't...I....I gotta go!
" Consider the “Prince Albert,” named after its most famous owner, Queen Victoria’s husband. In the early 1800s, popular men’s fashion was all about really tight pants. In order to avoid unsightly bulges, men would have a ring pierced in their penis which they could then latch onto a hook inside the pants. It was the only time in history when “pants-ing” was not funny at all.. "
Just...there's nothing...I can't...I just don't...I....I gotta go!
early morning archies
Did you ever wonder what Reggie Mantle does in his spare time?
Because he's RARELY in the Archie stories. Even when it's a group of characters, it's usually Archie, Jughead, Veronica, and Betty. Reggie's really just a side character, a thorn in Archie's side (and a rose in Veronica's), but we don't know much about his life. We've never even seen his house or his parents!
At my house, Archie (a strange word to type) and his friends are EVERYWHERE...so I will continue my research into the life of Reggie.
Oh! There are other side characters, but not many solo ones. Dilton has science, Moose and Midge, Chuck and Nancy have each other...but Reggie...well I guess he has himself. (Wait, I made a mistake. While we haven't seen ALL of Reggie's house, we have seen his room, where he is often found gazing into a mirror).
Because he's RARELY in the Archie stories. Even when it's a group of characters, it's usually Archie, Jughead, Veronica, and Betty. Reggie's really just a side character, a thorn in Archie's side (and a rose in Veronica's), but we don't know much about his life. We've never even seen his house or his parents!
At my house, Archie (a strange word to type) and his friends are EVERYWHERE...so I will continue my research into the life of Reggie.
Oh! There are other side characters, but not many solo ones. Dilton has science, Moose and Midge, Chuck and Nancy have each other...but Reggie...well I guess he has himself. (Wait, I made a mistake. While we haven't seen ALL of Reggie's house, we have seen his room, where he is often found gazing into a mirror).
17.5.04
i'm 22!
I was checking my email when I realized that it was 11.46pm, and only 14 minutes of birthday left!
So I will use it to post. Postapostaposta.
birthday has been good. lots of peace felt today (and a little sadness with a phone call from my beloved J.bent down in Australia). Yes, peace. Even in the midst of a rocky congregational meeting.
Heaps of thought about God's provision, and provision of GUIDANCE. Then Rikk blew the roof off tonight, just...I don't even know one thing he said to sum up all that he said.
And so, I am 22. It is official. I have a little bit of new stuff, which is always nice. I have a new appreciation for good friends, the lifeblood of the heart. I am confident that Jesus' death was not in vain, and that the Lord has been, and will continue to be faithful to me.
Through another day, another trial,
another chance to reconcile to one who sees past all I see.
Reaching out my weary hand, I pray that you'd understand, you're the only one who's faithful to me.
That's the kind of Sunday it's been. Goodnight y'all.
So I will use it to post. Postapostaposta.
birthday has been good. lots of peace felt today (and a little sadness with a phone call from my beloved J.bent down in Australia). Yes, peace. Even in the midst of a rocky congregational meeting.
Heaps of thought about God's provision, and provision of GUIDANCE. Then Rikk blew the roof off tonight, just...I don't even know one thing he said to sum up all that he said.
And so, I am 22. It is official. I have a little bit of new stuff, which is always nice. I have a new appreciation for good friends, the lifeblood of the heart. I am confident that Jesus' death was not in vain, and that the Lord has been, and will continue to be faithful to me.
Through another day, another trial,
another chance to reconcile to one who sees past all I see.
Reaching out my weary hand, I pray that you'd understand, you're the only one who's faithful to me.
That's the kind of Sunday it's been. Goodnight y'all.
12.5.04
new blogger....weird
My friend dave is starting this underground christian zine. I'm promised to give him some art/writing next week. Actually, I promised to give him as much as I can.
Kind of feeling insecure about that. I mean, I draw a lot during worship, and at church, or just for fun, but...aiiya! He's such a cool guy, film-maker, just really...cool.
That's silly, though. He's got to be the least judgemental person I know. On the contrary, he's so gentle and kind. He's married to my friend anna, and together...wow. They blow me away.
okay. Well. That's a wrap. Good times. Goooooooooooooood times.
jo's on drugs.
Kind of feeling insecure about that. I mean, I draw a lot during worship, and at church, or just for fun, but...aiiya! He's such a cool guy, film-maker, just really...cool.
That's silly, though. He's got to be the least judgemental person I know. On the contrary, he's so gentle and kind. He's married to my friend anna, and together...wow. They blow me away.
okay. Well. That's a wrap. Good times. Goooooooooooooood times.
jo's on drugs.
11.5.04
The Blog.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
I NEED VISINE!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
[also: come to my partaaay on saturdaaay. it will be funaaaay. @ 7pm aaaaay.]
I NEED VISINE!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
[also: come to my partaaay on saturdaaay. it will be funaaaay. @ 7pm aaaaay.]
