Lil' old me got a three day suspension from work for taking half a day off. I called in sick on Tuesday, and the manager said, "take a Tylenol and come in". And I wasn't willing to go to the health centre and get a note, so ( Read more... )

OMG do I have the most ridiculous story about daycare ( Read more... )

I'm daycare manager wile my manager takes an extended vacation. She takes a lot of vacations, and it seems a bit silly to take a vacation over a month long when you just took one three months ago, but I get a raise for a month, so I'm not really complaining. Her husband is a RCMP, and they get lots of vacations. So far, so good. Though ( Read more... )

If there's one thing that stands out as really repugnant to be about the arts in Toronto, and probably in any major city, it's self adulation. This has always bothered me. Somehow this seems clearer now. When your concerns are with maintaining your own power--power of presence, coolness, and self promotion. It can be a pretty loathsome thing to ( Read more... )

I. Uuuh, thought a lot about things that I wanted to write in my journal, then when I actually get into it, I find it hard to spill. But I'll try. There are some things on my mind, there are a bunch of Artist Calls that I want to answer. I want to be a bit more productive, as it's been a while since I've put my heart into it. It's hard to get ( Read more... )

Uuuh, so much for diligent journal entries. But let's give this a try. I have a lot more to say than this, as I've adjusted a bit better to everyday life and such, but here's a start. I wrote this on June 23, not July 6. I thought I should actually bother to write something, and didn't think I had much to say. Then I started writing, and found ( Read more... )

I've tried numerous times to write in this journal, but haven't managed to write one. Life goes by like a dream. Sometimes a very uneventful dream. The other day I dreamed that I got new mis-matched slippers ( Read more... )

I'm in Windsor now. I got here on the 1st, and put all my belongings in my parents garage. I've entered an odd transition space, this city seems really empty. Yesterday I rode my bicycle out to Walkerville to meet a friend. I fought the wind the whole way there, and cursed the city's dependence on motor vehicles. In toronto, I could ride my ( Read more... )

It's a hard thing to really grapple right now, the notion of severance, and the ways in which I think I live my life. Severance is the state of being severed. It could also mean the removal from part of the whole, or a division of parts. I think the reason I move so much is because I feel not all here. I already feel separated from my ( Read more... )

I just don't want to draw any more zebras. I'm tired o drawing. I got up at 8 to draw. Now it's 2:30, I have 2 more drawings to finish (they're very detailed), and a camel to finish. I couldn't go to the doc that I wanted to see, or enjoy the 4/20 festivities. Later. Spring has sprung, and I'm stuck inside finishing up my work. BLEH. Almost ( Read more... )