feel very acomplisshed. wrote quite a lot today, so much in fact that is doesn't matter thast my "ss" key is over sensitive and often types two"s"'s instead of one ( Read more... )

It's a beautiful November morning in Montreal, the snow is falling slowly, steadily... feathering it's way into car locks and knitted scarves in the cold winter wind. It's bitterly cold here, but bitter in the most wonderful I have a warm cup of coffee, a cozy sweater, and a quiet cafe to sit in sort of way. Sometimes, I begin to believe I really ( Read more... )

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here are the things i love right now:

monopoly
long walks in montreal
dylan (even though he craps in the bathtub)
harry potter
cozy mornings in bed
coffee
cigarettes
the o show (which everyone in montreal has to come see)
trees wrapped in christmas lights
and having hopeless crushes on people who live around the corner

here are things i hate ( Read more... )

on the upside, i just ate leftover pasta and guess i feel better. leftover pasta is mostly awesome because i made a new friend this weekend. friends and food... how much better can you get ( Read more... )

this is the feeling i get ( Read more... )

biggest crush ever. cutest boy ever.

more updates later.
xxx

wow ( Read more... )

It seems every time I try to update something hates me. Let's give this a go ( Read more... )

It's funny... my dad keeps asking me if I'm keeping a journal... and I keep replying: yeah yeah dad, I am I am... well, I'm writing anyway. But that's just the thing. I'm not writing. I mean I know what my next play is, and it's slowly formulating in my head... I'm just so determined to keep it there until I absolutely can't bear it anymore, ( Read more... )