Remember?

Something should be said for the power of memories. Often we can hide from them, push them away, push away what ever associations we have with them and the implications of those associations. This has often been a source of struggle for me. I've gotten better, in the comparatively recent past, at pushing away thoughts and memories that will have a negative effect on me. Despite this acquired defensive capability, there are times when I can run but I can't hide. Lying in bed at night, relaxing my mind, my guard comes down; my mind begins to glide over a series of memories, usually from the immediate past, the events of that day, and so on. Every so often these probing intangible fingers will come to something more distant and beautiful- they touch upon a memory and vividly, the senses attached to the memory will flood back in exquisite detail and these figurative fingers will stroke and caress the experience, wishing to live it over again. Often at this point I'll realize that this memory shouldn't be touched and the fingers will tense, but the senses are often so clear that they immerse me nonetheless.

-I can clearly picture our surroundings, the line of trees still silhouetted by darkening twilight, the last glimmer of the sun still dancing over the water. I can hear the lap of waves, the swish of gentle movement through water, the murmer of voices from the shore, the sound of your voice. I can smell the lake, the faint campfire smoke, the fresh air, still lukewarm. I can feel the water, fairly pleasant with the patches of cold always found in lakes- the feathery feel of my submerged t-shirt against me, the pull of my water and sand filled shoes, the touch of your skin against mine.. the comfort and laughter and warmth inside of me-

Memory is a very powerful thing my friends, and the happy ones stay the most clear within me.. unfortunately the happy ones often cause the most pain as I mourn the loss of what they represent.

I really do belong in a psychiatrist's office don't I? lol Though at any rate, every thing we have ever seen, heard, felt, is buried within us, even if we lack the ability to access it, and there's no use in denying the bittersweet nature of those we can access. (If only to romaticize it's literary qualities :) )

ANYWAYS, Anton and I learned the cha-cha on Saturday! Now I just need to remember how to spin on the right arm to avoid crashing into him! One-two-cha-cha-cha! So much fun :)
On Saturday night I went home for my Opa's birthday, and magically ended up on the same train as my darling Paul, so awesome to see you! Even though I only ever do when it's randomly at the RT station :P
My parents were making me clutch my ears with their sickening humour while we were playing cards:

Aunt: I want to get as lucky [at cards] as you are Marg
Dad: Yeah, she just got lucky last night
Mom: What?! I don't know what you're talking about... I thought it was this morning!

*shudder*

Should I stop making my posts so long? Are they tedious to get through?
I'll leave you with some eye candy, and the words: suite-mates are awesome!

The Geek We Call Trekkie

Oh the agony of archaeology readings! Perhaps the professor, respectively fresh out of graduate school, does not understand the impossibility of the hundreds of pages of dense, incomprehensible, partially not in english readings he is assigning each week! I probably spend as much time on them as on all of my other courses combined! Thing is, we have to rely on the readings because he tries to cram too much into a class and ends up not giving us enough time to copy down the slides (nevermind hear what he's talking about at the same time!)
*sigh*
*struggle*

Last night I took Sacha along to the Unicef worker appreciation party: by the time we got there almost everyone was gone.. but the pizza remained! It was nice to chat with some of the head office people again though, they're all pretty cool. I asked if I'd have to go through the whole interview process again next year or if I had my foot in the door and they said not to worry, my foot is in the door. Yay! But that they'd have to "interview" me again just for the pretense of being fair to all of the other people who apply (apparently I was actually chosen out of a LOT of candidates, and I usually suck at interviews! Go me!) But yeah, I saved their asses a couple of times so they'd better want me back next year! For now I will enjoy the blessed sleeping in.

Forgetting is key. Can't miss what you can't remember.

I love Star Trek: The Next Generation. Love. Luff. It's like a security blanket. I remember watching faithfully as far back as grade 7, when I was putting the inserts in newspapers for my paper route, gasping and exclaiming at the appropriate times. And now, I'm hard pressed to find a better feeling than that of snuggling into the warmth of my blankets and closing my eyes as the comfortable and welcoming familiarity of those voices washes over me. God, I love it. God, I'm a geek. :)

Q: I have no powers... What must I do to convince you people??
Worf: DIE.
Q: Very clever Klingon, eat any good books lately?

*glee*
Less than a week until Mark visits!!

Hairy Potter & Other Such Nonsense!

What an awesome weekend I have had.

And it's such a drag to post about it because you know it'll be big so you put it off and then end up forgetting stuff and.. well here it goes.

Friday night was 604's first suite party! yay! The theme being finger-food, we spent the day doing our bit in the kitchen (sushi, dumplings, puffs, cookies, so on)- Wes didn't get the flyers up on everyone's door until that day, so we weren't expecting anyone to show, but a bunch of people actually did! It was a pleasant surprise, considering the lack of socialization between this suite and the rest of the building! Jamie and Jon came to drop off their stuff and hang out for a bit before heading off to the Broken Social Scene concert- after most of the food was gone and people had left we sat around with Kazuki and his friend Andrew (Kyle was around that night too, full house! :D) and then Sacha and I watched Center Stage because I love that movie.

Jamie and Jon returned after midnight, Jon headed off to Markham, and Jamie tripped over himself.I won't explain the trains of conversation that lead to the following 3 things because it wouldn't be coherent, it would take forever, and it might offend you, SO we'll put it down to:

1. Kate's ass tastes like cigars.
2. Hairy Potter

3. Colin (the hairy terrorist) and the Hendersons


Oh man, so much laughing.. apparently I kept randomly lisping.. but totally didn't know I was doing it.. so which one of us has the brain damage? haha! Turned out the lights somewhere around 5 in the morning.
Woke up on Saturday, I showered (Jamie had to stay dirty the whole weekend lol) and we had lunch with Justin at Pizza Hut.. mmm stuffed crust.. always so good. PENTACLES!!!!!!!!!
And then went back to res and got back in bed (mmmm bed) until I had my first ballroom dance lesson at 6! Met a poor sickly tonsil-lacking Anton at Hart House and went to find the studio (poor Jamie had to do nothing for an hour cuz they wouldn't let him spectate). So, it was AWESOME! We started with an exercise to get you walking in step with your partner (face to face) back and forth, and then learned how to foxtrot and started to learn the cha-cha. We were definately the youngest people there, and we had to keep rotating partners for some of it.. dirty old man looking at my chest.. *shudder* and crazy tall people.. so happy to get back to Anton! I had a lot of fun, too much fun unfortunately, because I was excited and the music was happy so I couldn't help but put a bounce in my step because it just feels so RIGHT! But it was wrong. So I had to go along saying to myself: "step, step, quickstep, don't bounce, step, step, quickstep, don't bounce"! *sigh* what awesomeness, I'm going to sacrifice a goat to Anton for doing this with me :)

So then I found Jamie again and we had an hour to kill, so we walked around in the coldness and performed some sort of pagan ritual dance around a memorial garden while singing songs from the sound of music, and after I let my inner bounce free and we did a crappy but bouncy foxtrot!

So, then, ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW!!! I love Hart House theatre, god they rock. Having never seen it performed, I was a little shocked by (and couldn't stop staring at) the girls from the cast walking around the aisles/lobby in thongs! Holy moly. I admire their confidence. It's always cool when you know people in a cast- Anton was the drummer and a guy who lives a couple floors below me, Leonard, was Brad. For those of you who've seen it performed, the "announcements" at the beginning: "ANTON IS NOT GAY!!" BEST annoucement EVER! hahaha! There was only one woman there who knew all the cues and things the audience is supposed to yell, so she did it by herself.. except.. well at first I had no idea what she was doing so I thought she had tourettes or something lol she had this weird thing going on with her head, it was constantly violently twitching, and she had on these bunny ears that made it oh so much twitchier! Such a loony! lol.. so anyways, the performance was really good.. and after seeing Leonard in his tighty-whities for 2 hours, and after his interesting dance move, I feel as though I know him much better! hahaha! ah.. he has an awesome voice and did a great job. I'll probably end up seeing it again sometime within the next 2 weeks. What a shame that the girl with nothing but taped X's over her nipples was like a size AA :P

Afterwards, we walked to Dominion/7-Eleven for chocolate cupcakes and milk! The orgasmic Hostess cupcakes that I've mentioned more than once. Oh Jamie.. couldn't even wait until we got home, and unlike me and my savouring of the deliciousness, he opts for the stuffing it all in the mouth at one go hahah :P We sat around with Sarah for a bit and put an end to the leftover pizza and THEN I introduced him to the awesomeness that is Chicago. Such a great movie. Even better when you make someone who doesn't think it'll be good watch it and they end up liking it! Thought we'd make it a bit of an earlier night so we only stayed up until 4 in the morning lol and again, won't go into the details of our deep meaningful conversation for fear of causing offense, but lets just say that we've discovered a solution both homelessness and hunger in Africa. Two birds with one stone! haha!

Also, couldn't go through a weekend without referencing Lewis Carroll again and again: I speak severely to my boy.. I BEAT him when he sneezes!!!

Jamie headed off to Markham early afternoon on Sunday- Daaayyyum I <3 you Jammy, you're fantastic company and I had a great weekend, how ever will I fill the empty void there without you following me around and saying stupid things! As you put it lol

So I went to TYWO Sunday afternoon.. although it was shorter it kinda dragged out.. but guess what, we're playing yet ANOTHER Markham song!! FIESTA!!!!!!!!!! And you know what's even better? Since when I played this at Markham I was an 11 sitting in with the 12's I'm even playing the exact same part! Gotta tell ya, when some of the music is so ridiculously hard (crazy ass Stravinsky) it's pretty sweet to know a couple of the parts down solid off the bat!

After I got home Antony came over and we ate and hung out and such goodness, and then after days of deprival FINALLY got back on the phone with Marky! :) being dead on Monday from talking till 4 in the morning kinda sucked though, but oh well!

I voted for the first time! But alas.. the conservatives.. well maybe they'll surprise us and do wonderful things that make us happy.

Sweeeett...

I just got a copy of the sax solo in Ride from Chelsea (TYWO Chelsea, not Chelsea Chelsea)!!! TRANSPOSING TIME!!! *GLEE!!!!!* :D

Uncertainty, Stinging Clear

It's like when someone's really angry at you and they move their arm like they're going to hit you, and you flinch and your eyes close with blind helpless panic and brace, waiting for it to happen, whether it happens or not.

Why can't I just learn to take the wheel and drive? I've had enough of losing my teeth every night. (If only you could appreciate the beauty of that double entendre!)

"Have Another Drunk.. er.. Drink.. SHUT UP!!!"

Ready to mark your calendars? For this momentous landmark occasion? Ladies and gentlemen.. last night I had my very first shot in a pub! Hah, I love when they don't check for ID, it makes the world a happy place.

Some of us went to Gabby's after a long, tedious band rehearsal.. BAND GEEKS ROCK! Julia is a tank.. Jack Daniels.. CHRIST.. lol and we went back to Julia's dorm to continue..


I got home at about 2:30am and I was feeling so great that I smoked it up good.. then harrassed the few people on msn and played air-guitar to santana and the eagles until about 4 in the morning.

I felt a little queasy earlier this morning, but now I feel great! Good times. On a Tuesday night. hahah.

Actually, band itself got kinda hilarious too.. by the second half Phil and I were just laughing at stupid shit because we were bored..
Me: "That's a weird painting"
Him: "They're dancing"
Me: "Dancing underwater naked"
Him: "Omg they ARE naked!"
Conductor: "Lets take it from the top"
Him: "Of the painting??"

HAHAHA

And during a spot in the middle of the piece where everyone rests for about a bar, out of the dead silence some guy goes: "Wow it's really quiet!!!" So naturally we burst into hysterical laughter. Everything is so much funnier when you spend 3 hours on one really boring piece.

Prof: You'll Graduate From.. Whatever The Hell This Class Is

Quotes of the day from our beloved Digital Culture seminar:

Prof: I have nothing against cats, I just didn't find them a particularly effective method of birth control.

Prof: Tamryn, what colour was Jesus?
Tamryn: The colour of a Jew.

Prof: Dustin, do you think the sale of arms is ethical?
Dustin: No.. we need our arms!

Prof: Raymond, does it matter if Jesus was a real person?
Raymond: Well.. to me religion is a game of broken telephone --> this isn't a funny quote, what's funny is that this led to us PLAYING a game of broken telephone, it started as 'the professor is great' then went through: the professor is grape to the professor is ape to finally: the professor we ate. hahaha. What a fucking great class.

Prof: What happens after the water goes over the falls?
Student: It goes down the river.

Prof: Benton, how many potatoes does Canada produce??

And many many more, because really, that's all that class is.. a bunch of random shit and a lot of laughter.. it's awesome lol

Back In The Swing

Today TYWO read Ride (the sax solo = mmmmmm). And I over-heard concert winds playing Persis.. PERSIS!!!! I nearly did a backflip. My god, playing/hearing these pieces again makes me miss playing with MDHS with a fiery passion.

Does it make me a terrible person that every once in a while I make a project of breaking a person like I would break a horse? The process is actually strikingly similar. I mean, manipulation isn't bad if it's for the benefit of both parties.. right? lol

I'm already crazy behind in readings. Maybe because I'm just lazy. But no longer having a job= much more sleep. My class schedule is the same as last semester + TYWO still on Sundays, HHSB still on Tuesdays, and now ballroom dancing on Saturdays and the SCP (tentative hilarious name?) on Fridays.

Felt nice to be back rehearsing with TYWO. You know what's terrifying? 16th notes all over the place with 6 flats in the key signature plus accidentals. Oh Stravinsky, you crazy mofo.

"Now again, but more band and less Nelson" HAHA.

WHAT YOU'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR! LOTS OF PICS!!

I've finally gathered everyone's new years pictures and am ready to post them alongside others from the break! woo hoo! I'll put them in link form, if I didn't you'd never get the page loaded!

New Years Eve (click on the text below)

Those who didn't come dressed get a move on

I swear to god, Alex looked just like Rider Strong.. except in a pirate costume

What shall we do with the drunken sailor

Kate, Jamie, AJ, Alex,and Antony posing

Jamie and Kate being sexy

Hook Buddies. They bought the same costume. Children's costume. And Alex's over-priced mini queer hat :P

Getting the ball rolling with jello shooters in blue plastic cups!

Then out for a puff on the magic dragon, I heart Mary Jane

Oh yes, aren't we cool

A crucial part of piracy is homosexuality. Jon demonstrates.

Kate and AJ also demonstrate

Kate and AJ demonstrate on the floor. *rawr*

Another important part of piracy is the violence

But not below the belt!!!!

And not towards the helpless wenches!!!

Is this even a murder or a suicide??

No matter, booze is key.

AJ and Alex are too drunk to fight anymore?

Antony and I: yeah, I really am as messed as I look.

The Next Morning A La Guelph

Kate faking it

Off in search of breakfast

The gals

AJ is digruntled at having her picture taken

Wendy's- where we always seem to end up

Other Holiday Adventures! Such As Glow In The Dark Mini-Putt!

Amongst the awesome trippy scenery

This has to be my favourite picture EVER.. to next hole! *wink*

Never smile at a crocodile!

A Visit To Auntie's Farm

Jamie gettin' love from Cody, aawwwwwww

My aunt- as you can see, she's crazy like me, I love her so!

"Teaching" Mark How To Skate At Centennial

Wee! (Or at least that looks like what Jamie should be saying)

Mark and Jamie are warriors of the rink

Let The Games (And Food) Begin!

Let's play checkers, AJ+Jenn vs. Mark+Jamie, shall we?

The Aftermath: girls win, Jamie gets mad, the board and Jenn's foot pay the price!

Clearly this means Golden Griddle time! Mark gives a ride.. or more specifically in this picture, he gives Jamie a ride!

Jamie needs some cooling off :P

Mmm midnight breakfast..

Food makes us happy

The joys of tea

Jamie's a bunny wabbit.

Jamie + Mark

I'M NOT LISTENING! Stop trying to ruin my appetite!!

AJ's worn out from the shot gun race and a tad chilly but she won!

Jamie looks happy, but he's just waiting to fix his underwear.

The Night Of Disney Monopoly

What a game, do they look like they've been drinking? They have been!

And that, my friends, seems to be all.
SO, the first week of school is over, can't say it's fun to be back in the classroom.. already I'm controlled by my laziness, putting off my reading and such.
I know how extraordinarily pretensious and insufferable this is going to sound, but I have to tell you about how I got an 'A' on my english essay.. I wrote it the night before it was due! It was the fifth of my 5 essays!!! It makes me so proud :) Also, I somehow managed 91% on my history exam.. don't ask me how, I didn't have any time to study.. the whole "the night before" thing seems to be working really well for me! Again, sorry for that, but for each when I found out I squealed with glee and (after english class) practically skipped home because I couldn't contain my excitement! I won't claim to have done as well though on everything, I don't have my music yet but it's sketchy, and although I did well on my archaeology essay, the only marks I got on the midterm were due to lucky guesses.

MSN was a HUGE bitch this week, it told people I was offline when I wasn't, wouldn't let them send me messages unless they tried a million times.. for no particular reason.. *angry* but it seems to be healing itself *touch wood* and on the bright side, it's lead to Mark calling me the past 5 consecutive nights :D

Today when I was leaving class I ran into the arm of one of the seats, I now have a large purpley blue lump on my thigh :S

I'm worn out from linking all those pictures, so I can't think of anything interesting or enlightening to say just now, maybe later.

I heard a song on EZ rock on the way home, I've searched all over but I can't seem to figure out what it was. It made me very angry. Some twit of a girl going on about how she wants to love and crash and burn and have her heart broken just to know what it feels like.

It doesn't get much more naive than that, folks. Little bitch should shut her mouth, she has no idea what she's asking for lol :)

Yeah, so on another note, the universe enjoys mocking me. That, or there's a higher power getting a damn good laugh at my expense.

P.S. King Kong was good, a very emotional movie. Well played.

Orion's Penis... er, Belt

I'm doing better; trying to accept that which I cannot change and not overly dwell upon it.

So, the last couple of days have for the most part actually been pretty good.
Yesterday afternoon was the first rehearsal of a clarinet trio (or maybe quartet) formed by myself and fellow TYWOians, Brian and Helen. Both of them are awesome and playing together was pretty cool, so I'm looking forward to that solidifying. We still need a cool name.. though really, in terms of name or anything else it could never take the place of my beloved Spanish Omelette *tear* -->


Anyways, after that I took a nap and then went to AJ's house where me, her and Jammy played some hardcore Disney Monopoly.. I had all the money, Jamie and AJ had all the property and the game was going no where so they combined their forces and became one player! I struggled onwards but of course was eventually owned- when almost every property has a castle and it DOESN'T belong to you.. *gulp* lol

I slept in until about 5 pm today.. yeah that's what happens when no sunlight comes through my windows.. fucking clouds.. and went to Jamie's and watched the second half of the hockey game.. Canada RAPED those Russians good, kinda sore losers too, crying and lying face down on the ice and shit, really guys second place isn't that bad, at least you pwned the U.S.! Oh IIHF.. 18/19 year old athletes, mmm mmm mmm. Joined by Mark and AJ, and played some.. Croq... crok.. some word I don't know how to spell, and then some team checkers, boys vs. girls.. the girls kicked some ass, and Jamie got mad at our laughter and took it out on the wooden checker board.. and consequently my foot.. and broke a piece of wood off the board.. oh Jamie, what hilarious tantrums :P And then we threw the checker pieces at each other. Good times lol
Naturally that called for food, so we went to our favourite midnight breakfast place, Golden Griddle, had some good food and some good laughs *cough* and I took a big pocket full of the little things of butter, one less grocery to buy hehe!
Jamie and AJ had a shotgun race, pulled down their pants and ran to the car bahaha! And then went home. And Mark and I drove down my the Zoo to escape the streetlights and look at the stars, very clear tonight.
Have I mentioned lately what a great friend Mark is? Times 10.

Not to say I don't love the rest of you to death, because I certainly do!
And sometime tomorrow or the next day I should have some awesome pics to entertain y'all!

Going back to school is sad in terms of parting with friends and not going out with people almost every night, since I don't have much of a life yet at school.. BUT, reasons why I'll be glad to go back:
1. The tap water not taking 5 minutes to heat up
2. Not having to worry about piss covered toilet seats (thanks bro)
3. Eating what I want when I want
4. Knowing where everything I have is and having everything at hand
5. A practice room (aka not getting screamed at for practicing)
6. My bedroom not being an icebox
7. My roomies :)
8. My mother :/ that should speak for itself

The Type Of Post I'm Sure To Regret

What I'm going to write might be more reminiscent of who Jenn was a year ago, and not who she is now, and for that I apologise.

Have you ever been so pressed down, overwhelmed by your own thoughts that you can only make your eyes focus for a few seconds at a time before you're pulled back down into the trance?

Even once my physical self has worn itself down, that intangible part of my being is curled tightly into a ball, screaming and screaming and clawing at itself.

Your voice, your laugh, your eyes
I ache for it
Everything is you
You won't read this, and if you did it probably wouldn't mean anything to you
But I screwed up
I'm such a hypocrite
To think that I've caused you pain tears me apart inside
To think how I've lost you, I don't want to open my eyes and face it
You'll never know how sorry I am

Is it normal or is this a sickness I have, this need to punish myself. Though I'm sure most of you are familiar with it, I wouldn't be so presumptious as to think that I'm the only one who feels pain like this. You know the kind, the kind that hurts as though it will never stop, and despite what anyone says, you don't believe it could ever stop.

There's no one to blame but myself. That's one of the hardest things to come to terms with, the helplessness of knowing what you've done, and being helpless to change it.

Walking alone in the rain because you know what it would mean to let yourself go home. Trying to convince yourself that nothing and no one is worth your blood.

Times like these, it feels like it would be easier not to go on living. But I know I have to, and I know I will. This shit builds character right? Pick yourself up when you get knocked down. Even if the ground is easier.

Please don't take my sunshine away.

This post will probably confuse some of you, disgust some of you, anger some of you, which ever it is, I'd appreciate if y'all wouldn't ask me about the contents of this post. I'd ask that if you were to comment, it would not be patronizing.

I wish I knew how to fix it.

Feelin' Good

Ah what a great night tonight was.. got the "we'll pick you up in 5" from Mark and Jamie (they're training me to be a fireman) and went skating at Centennial since Mark claimed to not know how to skate.. but he's a LIAR!! And can clearly skate better than me even nevermind not know how to at all.
So that was an ass-grabbingly good time, and Jamie literally skated circles around us.. show off *grumbles*

Apparently it was too windy to go beer-boginning, so we did the next best thing and went to Mark's house and ordered pizza and drank too much beer (well, too much for me, maybe not for Mark and Jamie :P) and watched some insane hockey/baseball fights and then Muppet Wizard of Oz.. that's right Muppet Wizard of Oz SO FUCKING AWESOMELY HILARIOUS!!

"So your nose is a phone? What do these do??"
"Nothing...... those are my nipples."

HAHAHAHAHAHA

Oh yeah, and a "not drunk" Jamie tripped and spilled beer ALL over himself, and me, and the couch.. lol just glad my parents weren't awake when I came home!

"But why don't you have a brain?"
"I don't know the answer to that.... BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE A BRAIN"

So good.

So is catching people off-guard :)

Yo Ho Yo Ho A Pirate's Life For Me!

Not gonna lie, I'm tired and lazy and don't feel like posting, so it'll be half-assed but I'll do my best.

Thursday night was some crazy ass glow in the dark mini-putting.. wow.. the black light scenery and painting is really crazy. I want to live there. Just sit there and look at stuff. So friggin awesome. A+, as Alex would say, and said many many times.

Friday Antony and I paid a visit to my beloved Casa Loma. Of course it wasn't as big or exciting as it was when I was a kid, but still good. The Alice in Wonderland musical show was.. gayer than I remembered but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't entertained. I'm going to marry the Mad Hatter. What a voice. Saw a picture of James Dickson, the QOR bugler in one of the World Wars. Pretty crazy eh? Unfortunately I can't think of any other witty things to say about it, but in general it was nice to be back. Kinda made me miss my grandma, since she used to come along with us when we went. Then, after I had a false-alarm panic thinking I lost my car keys, we hung out and watched Office Space.

Saturday, New Years eve, went and got Antony, got all dressed up, stopped by Justin's party for some hilarious Clone High, and then off went two cars to Jamie/Jon's apartment in Guelph! That is.. two pirate filled cars.. YYAARRGH!! What an excellent pirate party, everyone looked so sexy.. and/or gay and ridiculous, but either way everyone wins! :P Good times indeed, and I was stoned out of my mother fucking mind. I don't really know how it happened, since apparently only me and Mark really got anything out of it (it was being passed around a pretty nice sized circle), maybe it was how it mixed with the alcohol in particular.. but I honestly don't think I've ever been so high in my life. I usually get really quiet around people when I'm stoned because I'm afraid that the things I'd say wouldn't make sense.. but it got to the point where I actually literally didn't feel capable of speech. It seems like most of the swords/daggers ended up broken. Sleep didn't work out too well cuz 4 people lying the wrong way on a pull out with AJ snoring.. no, not much sleep. I was too fucking uncomfortable to care about the snoring even. In the morning we hiked out to find food.. but all the breakfast places were closed, so Wendy's it was, and then a small bit of video-gaming, and then home james and don't spare the horses!

What a fucking awesome new years eve, I love you guys. I'll hopefully have some sexy pictures up when I finish my film and develop it.

Showered, slept a little, Chitty Chitty Bang Bang was on tv! Hung out at Jamie's for a bit, brought Bryan along for kicks cuz he said he was bored, hung around at Colin's for longer, parted ways around midnight, everyone was tired I suppose.

I turned down Mcdonald's not once but twice today. Me turning down Mcdonald's... THE WORLD MUST BE ENDING.

Why must it all be so FUCKING COMPLICATED. fuck.

Apologies for not giving justice to the awesomeness of the past few days, memory is not on my side, nor is initiative, but were I to wait longer the memory would get even worse. So if you have something clever to say that I've forgotten about anything, please do comment.

Tomorrow Sir James is coming up with me to visit my auntie and her horsies and many many kitties! :)