This is from my journal today ( Read more... )

goodbye value village. I gave my two weeks notice a couple of days ago (except i was kind enough to offer to work 2 sundays after that). music world is probably the best thing that ever happened to me, the people there are so cool and the work there is so easy (who cares if i get 65 cents less an hour). it seems that working at vv always leaves ( Read more... )

I'm quite happy: i found out i have wireless internet in my room. it's about 2:30 am, and i'm just updating my newly refound ipod with my newly bought cds (i bought a good $200 worth of cds today, but with my newly new discount, it was only a hundredish). today at work, or more like EVERYDAY at work, i realized i've never wanted to strangle a ( Read more... )

WOW. Sam Roberts and Broken Social Scene and The Stills were fucking amazing ( Read more... )

so much work, so much freaking work. lately my neck's been strained from looking over my left shoulder so much, i gotta stop writing. coffee and then more coffee, and then subtle hints at the inevetable(sp), and then - not in the manner that would have been ideal - the truth comes cascading down faster than a penny thrown from a tall building ( ( Read more... )

sunny days call for wife beaters, not these shoulder heaters so before sliding on rails we make a pit stop at the centre commercial for pansy boy to get salad, and me to buy shirts i will never wear. the bus is like a furnace: i can't wait to get off and enter the only relatively cooler outside. i see the little 8 year old biker, the 12 year old ( Read more... )

up till five in the morning making mixtapes and postcards. wake up this morning and as i walk out of my room i get little cut up pieces of paper stuck to the bottom of my feet, i hate that feeling. i was in some kind of insomniac-crazed mode last night, i wake up this morning feeling like it's the sunday morning after and you don't know where the ( Read more... )

tried to look classy wearing heels and a dress - but I'm not fooling anyone. only old women think i'm pretty. Hi I'm moderatley attractive, what's your name? i caught up with old friends the other day, and even older friends today. venti coffees are just too much, but i can't help myself. i don't want to eat today either, i'm just not hungry ( Read more... )

I see a moth make its way up my wall, and i think about killing it. i don't know why, it just seems like the appropriate thing to do, but i don't ( Read more... )

busy days never materialize to me. all these plans made and all these plans put on the back burner to take care of business that i didn't even take care of. waking up is hard when you're the only one. i keep running into people everywhere, i never realized how small coquitlam really is. go to work to spend money, not make it. margo creeps, you ( Read more... )