Couldn't have come at a better time.
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Dream Is Destiny???
December was the month of random dreams.
Some were extremely scary and some were just plain weird.
In no particular order:
1) I'm living where I live now except the house looks different and my landlord is a woman instead of a man. My room is located in the living room and is comprised of bookcases and hanging sheets to give the illusion of walls. Out of nowhere my landlord starts freaking out and informs me that I'm evicted and I need to move out a.s.a.p. I beg and beg her to let me stay long enough to pack my bags and figure something out but she refuses. Defeated, I call my mother who somehow appears in front of me, touches my ice cold hands, looks into my eyes and says "Come home, Sylvie"
2) In this one dream I find myself back in Ontario and I'm devastated. I can't figure out how I got there but I'm very upset. Since I'm back in Sudbury, I decide to swing into Coles to visit Raph. Upon arriving, I don't recognize ANYONE working. I ask to see Raph and they tell me that he's in the back room. Once I get back there I realize that the back room is in fact a labyrinth. I begin to slowly make my way through it. When I finally come out on the other side, I'm back in Calgary and EXTREMELY relieved.
3) I had a really weird dream where I walked up to a beeping microwave, opened the door, and found my amputated big toe sitting on a round plate, red, plump and steaming.
4) This particular dream was extremely terrifying. I was in the woods getting chased by this mystery "ex-boyfriend". I don't know who it was, I never saw his face. When he finally caught up to me he proceeded to pin me up against a tree and slash me with razor blades.
Those are just four of the many dreams I've had this month. I've always been a vivid dreamer. But lately, for some reason, I've felt compelled to write them down. You don't need to be a dream interpreter to figure out what a couple of these are saying.
Either way, I think I need to stop eating before bed!
Some were extremely scary and some were just plain weird.
In no particular order:
1) I'm living where I live now except the house looks different and my landlord is a woman instead of a man. My room is located in the living room and is comprised of bookcases and hanging sheets to give the illusion of walls. Out of nowhere my landlord starts freaking out and informs me that I'm evicted and I need to move out a.s.a.p. I beg and beg her to let me stay long enough to pack my bags and figure something out but she refuses. Defeated, I call my mother who somehow appears in front of me, touches my ice cold hands, looks into my eyes and says "Come home, Sylvie"
2) In this one dream I find myself back in Ontario and I'm devastated. I can't figure out how I got there but I'm very upset. Since I'm back in Sudbury, I decide to swing into Coles to visit Raph. Upon arriving, I don't recognize ANYONE working. I ask to see Raph and they tell me that he's in the back room. Once I get back there I realize that the back room is in fact a labyrinth. I begin to slowly make my way through it. When I finally come out on the other side, I'm back in Calgary and EXTREMELY relieved.
3) I had a really weird dream where I walked up to a beeping microwave, opened the door, and found my amputated big toe sitting on a round plate, red, plump and steaming.
4) This particular dream was extremely terrifying. I was in the woods getting chased by this mystery "ex-boyfriend". I don't know who it was, I never saw his face. When he finally caught up to me he proceeded to pin me up against a tree and slash me with razor blades.
Those are just four of the many dreams I've had this month. I've always been a vivid dreamer. But lately, for some reason, I've felt compelled to write them down. You don't need to be a dream interpreter to figure out what a couple of these are saying.
Either way, I think I need to stop eating before bed!
Saturday, December 27, 2008
hey lush have fun, its the weekend!
Another weekend.
Another Saturday sitting in my pajamas at 9pm.
If you would have told me 5 months ago that I would be home on a Saturday night I wouldn't have believed you.
My lack of partying should be considered a good thing. Too bad I feel like I'm missing a part of myself.
I would do anything for a night at The Townehouse.
I would do anything for the familiar faces, the bands, the patio, RICHARD, Foosball, jagerbombs and yes, even the dirty bathrooms!
You can take the girl from the party but you can't take the party from the girl.
I wonder how long before I cave, get wasted, and go out alone (i wouldn't actually do this but its interesting to entertain the idea)
On the upside, I'm saving a lot of money.
....Too bad I would rather be broke and having fun.
Signing off,
Bored and Sober
Another Saturday sitting in my pajamas at 9pm.
If you would have told me 5 months ago that I would be home on a Saturday night I wouldn't have believed you.
My lack of partying should be considered a good thing. Too bad I feel like I'm missing a part of myself.
I would do anything for a night at The Townehouse.
I would do anything for the familiar faces, the bands, the patio, RICHARD, Foosball, jagerbombs and yes, even the dirty bathrooms!
You can take the girl from the party but you can't take the party from the girl.
I wonder how long before I cave, get wasted, and go out alone (i wouldn't actually do this but its interesting to entertain the idea)
On the upside, I'm saving a lot of money.
....Too bad I would rather be broke and having fun.
Signing off,
Bored and Sober
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Its Christmas in California and its hard to ignore that it feels like summer all the time.
Well, I'll take a West Coast Winter. To remove my splinters.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
ba humbug!
Current
pros:
-lady gaga
-partying with Meagan on Thursday
-receiving a package from my parents
-day off tomorrow
-new hair
-the time travelers wife
Current
cons:
-COLD weather
-working a double shift and making more from hourly wage than from tips
-bitchy christmas customers
-crappy Saturday nights
-infected ear
pros:
-lady gaga
-partying with Meagan on Thursday
-receiving a package from my parents
-day off tomorrow
-new hair
-the time travelers wife
Current
cons:
-COLD weather
-working a double shift and making more from hourly wage than from tips
-bitchy christmas customers
-crappy Saturday nights
-infected ear
Friday, December 12, 2008
when I fall, when I break, these friends carry me through.
Nothing brightens up a boring and depressing Friday night like getting a phone call from your drunken friends. Not only did they play THE FINAL COUNTDOWN (do do do dooooo) for me but they also passed around the phone as if it were a dirty whore.
These people are the reason that its so hard to be out here. I miss these fools!
These people are the reason that its so hard to be out here. I miss these fools!
Thursday, December 11, 2008
In these deep city lights, girl could get lost tonight.
I don't really have much to say. I haven't updated in a while so I felt somewhat obligated to write something. Staying away from this place for too long fucks with my chi.
It turns out that I'll be working Christmas eve. This is totally lame because I was really looking forward to a couple of days in Lake Louise. IF I still go it will be more like 24 hours in Lake Louise.
I shouldn't really complain. I actually like my job and I make a good amount of money. It could be worse. The days of working 12 hour shifts and making no money are still very fresh in my mind.
In other news, the weather in Calgary is really unpredictable. On December 1st it was 15 degrees (gotta love those Chinook winds) and then not even a week later god took a really big dump on us. I might have jinxed it by bragging to everyone in Ontario that the weather was so amazing. Either way, it still hasn't been any colder than -10. Right now its 3 degrees and its 10 o'clock.
It turns out that I'll be working Christmas eve. This is totally lame because I was really looking forward to a couple of days in Lake Louise. IF I still go it will be more like 24 hours in Lake Louise.
I shouldn't really complain. I actually like my job and I make a good amount of money. It could be worse. The days of working 12 hour shifts and making no money are still very fresh in my mind.
In other news, the weather in Calgary is really unpredictable. On December 1st it was 15 degrees (gotta love those Chinook winds) and then not even a week later god took a really big dump on us. I might have jinxed it by bragging to everyone in Ontario that the weather was so amazing. Either way, it still hasn't been any colder than -10. Right now its 3 degrees and its 10 o'clock.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
held to the past, too aware of the pending.
It looks like I will be spending Christmas in Lake Louise with Meagan, the Quebec boys, Tweeter (hopefully) and a friend that I haven't seen since HIGH SCHOOL that I ran into at the mall the other night.
Life is pretty boring lately. It was my day off and I almost wish that I could have gone into work.
For my New Years resolution I'm going to try and be more punctual. If you know me, you know that this isn't one of my strong points. Its strange because I used to be early or on time for everything when I was younger. I think it changed when I started going to college for one reason or another. I always leave everything to the last minute and I'm tired of running after the bus.
I'm definitely going to add to this list as I think of other stuff. I'll be lucky if I follow through with one of these things.
In other news, I'm reading On The Road by Jack Kerouac right now. Its brilliant and its just what I need.
I've also been feeling somewhat inspired as of late. I wrote something for the first time in years. Its crap and it will never see the light of day but it made me feel accomplished nonetheless. Its a shame that I only feel like writing when I'm feeling negative in one way or another. Whatever works I suppose.
With that I leave you with some excerpts from On The Road.
Cheers!
"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars."
"I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn't know who I was--I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room I'd never seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside, and the creek of the old wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs, and all the sad sounds, and I looked at the cracked high ceiling and really didn't know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds. I wasn't scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost. I was halfway across America, at the dividing line between the East of my youth and the West of my future."
Life is pretty boring lately. It was my day off and I almost wish that I could have gone into work.
For my New Years resolution I'm going to try and be more punctual. If you know me, you know that this isn't one of my strong points. Its strange because I used to be early or on time for everything when I was younger. I think it changed when I started going to college for one reason or another. I always leave everything to the last minute and I'm tired of running after the bus.
I'm definitely going to add to this list as I think of other stuff. I'll be lucky if I follow through with one of these things.
In other news, I'm reading On The Road by Jack Kerouac right now. Its brilliant and its just what I need.
I've also been feeling somewhat inspired as of late. I wrote something for the first time in years. Its crap and it will never see the light of day but it made me feel accomplished nonetheless. Its a shame that I only feel like writing when I'm feeling negative in one way or another. Whatever works I suppose.
With that I leave you with some excerpts from On The Road.
Cheers!
"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars."
"I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn't know who I was--I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room I'd never seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside, and the creek of the old wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs, and all the sad sounds, and I looked at the cracked high ceiling and really didn't know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds. I wasn't scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost. I was halfway across America, at the dividing line between the East of my youth and the West of my future."
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