I won't lie.
I miss the way things used to be, last year, when nothing was left to be desired.
And I long for the future, only because I can imagine that it won't be about me wishing it was like the past.
Last year: rum, fun and ghetto music.

This year: vodka, broken glass, and ghetto music.

-Katie

I'm finally in Halifax ( Read more... )

Happy Birthday Hilary!!!!!!!!

If I knew how to post images, there would be a monkey with a birthday hat right here! And that font would be like size 68.

I hope you have a splendid day!

-Katie

Last night I had a dream that I was taking a test to get my GED in this crazy amphitheatre in Wal-Mart where the cosmetic section usually is. But instead of taking the test, I went shopping and found a lawn chair cover in like 10 different colors and I wanted to buy all of them, especially the lime green one, because I have a lawn chair as a ( Read more... )

I'm reading a good book that Hilary picked off the shelf for me. I don't know why she picked it out for me as it is called "Whores on the Hill". But I'm glad she did because it is very good.

At first, I thought it was trying too hard.
Statement. Statement repeated, statement repeated again. Clever device. Ironic statement relating to first ( Read more... )

Summer never is what it should be.

My office is soooo cold. I am so cold. How is it SO cold ( Read more... )

I only learned about roman numerals in Grade 11. It was an independant project for math class ( Read more... )

Just right now as I was looking out the window of my office, which is right beside the church on St. George, I watched a hearse pull up and unload a casket right in the middle of rush hour traffic. The church bell chimes mixed with the hum of cars and their horns ( Read more... )

Tonight, on my back porch, I listened to my mother tell me 5 hours worth of stories and adventures that she has gone through in her life ( Read more... )