Still jealous, by the wayyy.

So for the past couple hours, i've been sprawled out on the living room floor, under two blankets, on my stomach, watching Youth in Revolt. You know that's a movie with Michael Cera*Sarah, in it right?

From Katimavik, i've learnt to sleep on my stomach. I also learnt to sleep with a blanket over my head (but i'm pretty sure i told you that already), that, among other things, are a factor that valued the six months. Now with the prospects of wanting to expand my life another six months, maybe i'll learn a couple other tricks of the trade.

Then Trade Them For Knowledge.

Knowledge about good food, ill most likely trade them for. Then i'll bring them back to you, and my loved ones (hahahahaa, your not loved), and you guys will all be impressed, with a full stomach and extra extra glisten in your eyes.

Ill bring tissues for the leaking eyes. Youll write a book on the anti-dote. Boat?
We will be a team.

Bah.
I wish i had a bottle of red wine right now. And a robe.

there is an adorable dog in a sunny yellow truck parked outside our place right now and oh! the dog belongs to this guy working downstairs. I wonder if he will bring him in. He reminds me of Prince Wendell from the Tenth Kingdom... remember that series? No? We have part one on DVD if you want to check it out.

The Sabo clan is supposed to me here in t-30 mins. They are going to see Yerma, the play that Sarah is in. It's about this crazy Spanish woman who can't get preggers and eventually goes nuts and kills her husband while ripping off her clothes. And then Franco wins the war. Sarah plays the devil's wife and she has to do this sexual/flamenco-esque dance with this guy with a terrible fake mustache. Still don't know about the main character, she kept doing this voice that was almost an Irish accent and rubbing her belly and moaning. Plus she was Too obsessed with childbirth. And the whole town was clucking and gossiping about the fact that she could't sleep because her husband would not goddamn impregnate her.

hm. sounds like Sarah just pulled down the shower curtain rod.