I don't really have much to say, being back in Halifax is great, but I find myself still following those same cycles. But, at least I have identified the problem, and that is good enough for me ( Read more... )

Last day in Calgary.
Hung the fuck over.
Coffee too strong.

Excitement for the night time.
Bourbon on a jet.
Many awaiting my arms.

These aren't haiku's.
But I guess if I put the effort in.
They could be what you want.

Goddamn, so here it is, 6 hours before my flight, and i decided i might as well start packing. Except every piece of clothing I had down in my room has been pissed on by my temperamental kitty. So now, it looks like i'll be slum dogging it, until i can get new clothing. Well, at least i still have some outfits, but it sucks ( Read more... )

This will be brief, as I am hungover, and feel mostly like a bat, woken from its cave slumber by teenagers with fireworks.

I'm not going to miss this city.

That is all.

Yar ( Read more... )

Now I have too much free time. Its kind of depressing, really ( Read more... )

Ooooooooooh KAY ( Read more... )

Alright, another quickie ( Read more... )

Except for the huge ones between posts ( Read more... )

Again, rehearsal is blocking all attempts at normal life.

My musical number is done, however. Its pretty crazy, i don't know how it will go over. Time will tell.

Okay, i am seriously too tired to blog. Foolishness.