I drove a car today. On the Danforth.

I didn't kill anyone anything.

Whoot to me.

High school library, back seminar room, grey carpet. Shocked, thought it was a stunt.

I am sorry to anyone who lost a loved one today.

Peace be with you.

The trend continues...

Song lyrics speak literal volumes and I am captivated to move. Move through memories and stories, to listen repeatedly until the melody and lyrics become permanent synaptic associations. Similar to fantastic books, one is lead to wonder about the autobiography that accompanies the emotion. Heart broken? Love Struck? Inspired ( Read more... )

Life is interesting and boring, go figure.

Before the question is asked, No I haven't had any interviews, I can't supply teach, and September looks incredibly dismal. BUT to make the best of it, I am going to spend it learning to be a better teacher through actual classroom experience. That way when I actually find a real job I will be ready for ( Read more... )

Way back in the days before today, there was a girl and a band. The two may have only existed on a cognitive level, but the bond between symphonics and Cerebral Cortex are more significant than the the metaphorical physical presence. 
The two got on smashingly. She was inseparable from her earbuds as she tended to dance down silent streets to the ( Read more... )

A  Prayer-Sheere Fitch

May no cats get in your sandbox

May your Frisbees always spin

May your fridge be filled with oranges

May you love the life you’re in.

May your teddy bear be fuzzy

May your rainy days be wet

May your teacher tell you stories

That you never will forget

May your fingernails get dirty

May your underwear be clean

May all your monsters by ( Read more... )

I planned to update on Saint Patrick's Day.

But for some reason I just did not finish what I had started, thus... Happy Saint Patrick's Day!

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I am finished university in 32 days, and I move from Kingston in 33 days.

I didn't want to like it here. I didn't want to make friends and become attached. But I do and I did. Regrets? Only that I ( Read more... )

It has been a lot time since I updated... Too long actually ( Read more... )

My life is not a house.

It is neither stable, nor consistent. My life is a gust of wind that picks up little bits of debris and brings it to a temporary stop once it ends. Then it repeats.

I'd like my life to be a house. I would like to not have to move again for at least longer than 12 months. I moved 7 times in the past 5 years.

I am really glad I ( Read more... )

pdf. files take forever to print ( Read more... )