its sideways you know hey. Your job sounds nice and sophisticated, I just fnished making midnight crepes with my roomie from charlottetown and it was nice. YOu know i miss you tangerine pigtails, but you also know i am in yellowknife in less then a week.

Im going to write you a email eventually.

And Dad Would Throw The Garbage Across The Floor

Well hello, hello. Just had my busiest day in like a month, which isn't saying anything because I seriously haven't done anything in a month. (note: sitting up straighter does not make sleeping feet feel better, but in fact worse) Got up at 7 and accomplished things. Had my first morning shower in about a year! Went to work! Worked for a few hours... learned so many new things that my head may/may not explode at any minute. For instance I made the mistake of thinking I knew how to use excel, and then the book-keeper started throwing numbers around and I was, frankly, afraid. Learned how to properly greet someone over the phone or in person, learned that in this case, the volunteer is never wrong, learned the correct acrobatic hand flicking required to lock and unlock doors. And near the end of the day, I sorted through about a thousand teacups and saucers. (I have decided that I will make an effort to own proper china when I get around to that kind of thing, all the old ladies were tsking about the lack of use of such beauties)And I ate a packed lunch! And I took orders from the Boss! And I have my own key! And from this description I bet you could never guess that I work at an art gallery- hm?

I also had a driving lesson, and was thoroughly and properly embarrassed to see kids younger than me whizzing by in Daddy's four door, but at least I was learning in a mustang. The teacher kept saying I was griping the wheel too hard, but I wasn't nervous at all.

Before, You Know Where You Are Going

Burnt my elbow on sauteed mushroom-stove. And no, that is not a lyric, although it should be. Man.

I miss people.

I got the shakes that I just can't shook

So Parksville life as resulted in nothing more than sleeping in to rediculous times and listening to music- all day. But today will be better, I swear. I am going to bike into Parksville, in an hour maybe, and go to the library I think. And the post office. Talk about exciting life, eh? No responsibilities whatsoever puts Mort in a very bad mood. I think I need someone to tell me to do stuff in order to live properly. Or at least goals.

The upside of this week is that my mother bought ginger ice cream to celebrate the fact that I got a job, which I am putting back with my right hand as I type this with my left. Skillssssss.

Bleh. Shoulda kept in touch with the home-town kids.

BUT. I am going out tonight with none other than Olivia Blondal, in the flesh. So it will at least be a good weekend

Listen to me. Whiner/Weiner

too romantic for my fingers

Once, We Were Monsters

hey pretty-face.

Sorry, I've been all over BC and Alberta, it feels like, and none of the places had internet stuff (you know, computers?) except for my aunts house and we were there for dinner so it would have been rude to sit there blogging while she danced around in her shark costume (no joke- you two are probably soul mates. She rented this plush shark suit complete with fins to bother her brother in law, my family's messed)

So as I drove from one destination to another I kept getting these great ideas for profound things to write about, and now I am stuck with zilch.

-We almost hit an elk on the Coquihalla... it was hanging out in the middle of the road giving my dad/chauffeur serious stink eye while he was destracted by the other wildlife.

-I counted the sex shops in Calgary, there was something like 6 in the areas that I drove through alone, and one weed related place. I guess the winters are long

- My uncle does this thing that whenever he is making reservations he gives the restaurant a hilarious fake name so that if people he is eating with shows up at different times they have to call him to see what the pseudonym of the night is. This time it was Phillip, not his best.

- There is a houseboat colony in the harbour of Victoria right now. Can you imagine? floating carelessly from port to port. I guess it works better on a lake though

- I agree with the pj/club idea. Why shouldn't you go to a club dressed in your most comfortable. Lets do it

- Also, I will send you some Joe Plastic :) and some other goodies next week.

Love and hugs

waves on swm, waves on him- they hate on him.

Hey you, how are things?
Things here are nice. I saw maddy the other night, and i swear, i am the worst person partyer on the face of the planet. She invited me to her friends kylas birthday party, and i had fun dressing up, but seriously, a party person is not me.
This week is the last week of work, except im starting out the week sick. LAME

I l9ike the colors of this one artistic art piece mortimer. Things are going nicely. tonight we had a open house and i saw our maddy dwyer, and she brought kayla and this girl named sarah, and it turned out canada is smaller then we thought it was, and now the social network that we thought we mutha-fucking-huge, is now a ounce smaller. turns out my friend adrian here at the house is connect to kayla through her going to mcgill and her knowing this girl that he went to highschool with back in the day. Weird huh.

You should still express me some joel plaskett shit.
Talk to you soon.

not enough constant-tan-nity

I want something nearly constant, but also exciting, scary, "let me be this cute little puppy, because i dont know what the hell im doing" type of thing. Makes sense? I made mint tea earlier, had a shower, and while shaving my legs realized that the real-real-real mint leaves that i used was still just there, sitting in the luke warm water, and i literatly said "fuck" out loud.

I'm getting super excited for yellowknife. I'm also listening to a kumbia king song, and desciding in my head whether it would be accepted or not if i were to show up in a club in my current pj state and just be there hanging out, dancing, and i'm thinking, sure it would be silly, but would it actually be the end of the world?