Just throw in some moose meat, it'll turn out fine

This is Bethany Hamilton, and I'm sure you guys have already heard about her, but she is an American surfer who lost her arm in a shark attack and went on to with the American National Championships. I just watched a terrible movie about her life, which is unfortunate, because her story is amazing. But no one could act, and everyone was supermodel beautiful and Jersey Shore orange and Could Not Stop Talking About God. In reality, Bethany has braces (maybe had; I dunno) and is a little gangly and has a deep voice and is lovely for it. Her mother is overweight, and her dad is grey and balding. And imperfections, both physical and mental, would have added so much to the movie. Do you really mean to tell me that this girl lost her arm and just shrugged, no worries, and suffered no mental anguish whatsoever? Maybe that's why people enjoy shows like Skins so much; they focus on darker stuff that makes the beauty present in life even more meaningful. Maybe it's late and I'm tired and don't know what I'm talking about.

Sarah, those pictures made me laugh! You guys are lovely!

Emma, you enjoy videos of things crashing and running into other things and I enjoy videos of dogs, so you should check out Swedish House Mafia's music video for Save the World. Which did not end at 6pm today, by the way.

Guess who I will see tomorrow!?! The one and only Frances McDonald. Are you jealous? I thought you might be. I miss you guys a ton. Basically 3 months and counting.

laura! check this, this is the band, jocelyn cook took the pictures. kumbana marimba

Laying Nameless in the Snow

So last night Ryan and Zaman showed up at like 9.30. One of whom I thought was aloof and the other I thought was dead in Mexico. Both arrived, tanned relaxed, took advantage of the swingset down the road, talked about feasible jobs for crack-addicts to have. For some reason video store clerk was the only one we could agree on. Except can you imagine recommending a movie while high on crack? Not that I've ever been high on crack, you know. Zaman made fun of my dead-pan and my stability and was issued his member's pin (he seems to have joined the club) The two of them slept in heaps in the living room and left sometime between 7 and 12, while I was at work.

My own sleeping pattern has been reduced to staccato:Late nights, early mornings, freak naps arriving without calling ahead. I keep falling asleep on public transit too, which is a bad habit, let me tell you. Especially since it is Attractive Tourist season.

And this German boy with a giant pearl stud in his ear who was travelling with his mother kept staring at me during breakfast. But maybe he just wanted more coffee.

Honey, You Know What You Are

This is where we went today. In the sun, on the rocks. Just like Emily

cornflakes and chocolate soymilk should not be overrated. But you want to know the sad fact of the day? The highlight before 5pm, was buying a bottle of pineapple juice. Aweee

Whaaat? That's not what I was told

There Are No Lines

Fell asleep in a patch of sunlight on the living room floor. Does this happen often, you ask. And I reply Yes. My life is a riot.

I colour outside the lines

It's always been your quiet brilliant heart

SO! Today is Wednesday but it is also Friday if you know'my sayin'. Today in Ditch records:
Manager talking about the door that is broken: about old ladies getting trapped halfway. Says something about how he loves his grandparents, and hates it when stuff like that happens. He went on to say that young people, on the other hand always tried to swing the door and stride in and the guy behind me who is browsing the LPs says "Young people suck" and then looks at the toddler in the stroller next to him and says "Except you, you're ok" I suddenly realized how young I am.
I mean seriously. I got my whole life ahead of me and so far it is joy joy joy. Not to brag.
Chez, the new girl at work did Katimavik the same year you did and is thinking about Canada World Youth. Except right now she is at UVic for Hispanic Studies.
I'm thinking about biking to Vic West to pick up the remnants of Matt and Brett's food cupboard. Except then I will have to bike back with it and knowing them it will prolly only be frozen fish and heaps of crackers.
Maybe I will listen to the Crackling instead. You should too.
http://www.myspace.com/thecrackling

Take care

The name of this file was.."bill plays for bison". To say the least, I thought it was hilarious. Mind you world, lately I've been laughing at everything lately. Mortimer, do you know my retarded sick man laugh? It's returned, and my mind is just out of it enough, that everything is hilarious. Top examples of the last couple days?

1. That above.


2. This poster I painted for katelynn, my sister, that read " you're 17? The fuck you are." and hung it on the door outside of the house for everyone to see.


3. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zv5OIvwqkvM

Anyways, Laura, I tried searching for exploding watermelons, but I wanted the action itself and not the article I've been reading a hundred times over. Have a link of actual exploding watermelons? Take care!

p-s, you're rabbit chewed my laptop cord, good news was, this was a free cord, bad news is i have to find another one.