Why is it that I always watch movies that make me sob heavily when I'm hungover?
It's like a double-whammy.

Time.

I woke up with a hangover after drinking two glasses of wine at home, after work.
I set my alarm for eight A M and then continued to press the snooze button until nine A M and here we are at nine 4 9.

Wanted:

A lamp with a remote.

Something Familiar

"But it was more than that. Something about the Legion clarified who I was, made me solid inside, like when you twist the binocular lens to the perfect depth and the figure you're looking at gets definite. Maybe I just liked holding a place in such a male realm.

That bar also delineated the realm of sweat and hourly wage, the working world that college was educating me to leave. Rewards in that realm were few. No one congratulated you for clocking out. Your salary was spare. The Legion served as recompense. So the physical comforts you bought there - hot boudain sausage and cold beer - had value. You attended the place, by which I mean you not only went there but gave it attention your job didn't deserve. Pool got shot not as metaphor for some corporate battle, but as itself alone. And the spiritual comforts - friendship, for instance - couldn't be confused with payback for something you'd accomplished, for in the Legion everybody punched the same clock, drew the same wage, won the same prize."

From The Liars' Club by Mary Karr

Amazing.

I don't think it's possible to feel any more emotion today, I believe I've felt it all.

Why Do You Do

just say no to rum n cokes

Today

And I as soon as I got home I scrubbed my feet clean
after a hot smoke-filled day hitting the pavement
on sweating streets
we're all hunched over like exhausted beasts
we walk by one another without any recognition
our thoughtfully found records warp on the walk home
but we listen anyway, sitting out on the stoop staring at the sky
drinking wine and grilling the juiciest of treats for dessert!
And baby, my feet feel fine.

Wait a Sec

That was just a scare.

Last night I fell asleep in the bathtub, only to wake up when the water was getting cold - so I obviously added hot to the cold and fell asleep again.
I was in there for two and a half hours.

I'm not joking.

We are all weird.

Just a Moment

who am I and what am I doing?

Three Things

1. Kingsway is my new favourite street in Vancouver. Take the bus up that way (I took the #19 to Metrotown today and almost passed out in HELL!) and maybe take your camera too. Lots of cool, scary, weird and interesting shops to make you feel like you're on a completely different planet (or city, rather).

2. In other news, I'm gradually (and involuntarily) getting closer and closer to living like people in the olden days, what with the hot water tap not working in my kitchen any more and now I have to wash dishes by boiling water first. That combined with no oven makes things a bit harder for me every day. I LOVE KITCHENS and mine is probably the worst (but not the dirtiest - I was in a kitchen last week that had a sink that smelled like urine...!) I've ever been in.

3. I bought a 50mm f1.8 lens today! I've taken about three photos so far and my camera just loves the way his new glasses feel.