Applied to be an Au pair today. Mostly because, there could be some cool opportunity that could pop up, and also, just to see what i could get from it.

This lady also contacted me, after me posting an 'want' for an apprenticeship for an bakery, and she invited me to help her start up a baking aspect on her small organic farm. I way like, way too cool man.

I'm making bread right now, and my hands smell like yeast.
This week was my birthday, and I'm now 20 years old.
I got an architectural magazine from my friend Mortimer, with a note that is now sticking on the fridge. The Magazine is now under my pillow, but mostly because that just seemed like the most obvious spot to put it while i was cleaning up room today.

Not much more to say I guess. I've been thinking about mango chutney and I'm listening to this song that has " bow chicka" in the title. That is basically the sum of my night. Oh, and I can also hear the wind through the not-perfectly sealed windows.
Too bad blogspot doesn't have a drawing-in-blog tool, because if it did, I would be drawing you the wind right now.

All of Us Burn Out

Listening to Totally Enormous Extinct Dinosaurs and planning out my day: gotta hit up the Art Gallery of Greater Victoria at around 1 (beg them to make me an intern) see the exhibition, take notes, come home and write an essay...Maybe go back to Walmart and explain that I am a huge idiot and therefore deserve my money back. I bought the wrong sized memory card for my camera. I was not even aware that they come in different sizes (feel free to yell at me about this, I'm almost getting used to the abuse)

Are you still alive Laura? Last I saw you were in great pain and eating free soup.

Man it's dark in here. I am trying to get through a 200 page book about the industrial decline of North America, except none of the information is going in. Normally 200 pages is a piece of cake but right now I want to beat my own brains in with a rusty hammer. The only thing that is keeping me going right now is New York City, in all of its glory, shining true at the back of my mind. Maybe I will put down the hammer.

Today I had a very hard time being anyone's friend. You may call me cranky pants. I got a camera in the mail except it didn't come with batteries so I have yet to know if it works. Keeping the fingers crossed.

Tompkins Park, Oh I'll be There Soon

There remains a hole in my ceiling directly above my bed, where the light fixture used to be. The plumbers came to fiddle with the hot water upstairs two days ago (Landlord assured me it would be like nobody had even been there... they were known for Taking Care of Business) and so now my room is lit by the very dim bulb of a 50 year old kitsch lamp.

Just pulled some orange blossom sugar cookies out of the oven, I swear to god this is turning into the year of baked goods. Made banana coconut cake with chocolate rootbeer icing for Shark's birthday yesterday. You can basically just throw an apron on me and tape my hand to a wooden spoon, looks like that's all I'm good for.

Also Shark and I decided, as of 30 minutes ago, ish, that if I ever come into a lot of money I'm going to open a prestiguous school for new ideas-like they used to do in the old days. It seems like anyone of particular different ideas or innovative taste would feel the need to open a school and spread it around a bit. I'm all for that. Tuition will hopefully be comparitively low, professors paid a competitive wage, the campus will be on Cloud Nine. I think it will be mostly arts based because that is what I know. Let me know if you would like to contribute to funding.

Gettin' crazy with the Cheeze Whiz

Yo. I'm exactly 162 words into an 800-word book review that's due tomorrow at midnight, and I should have started it at least a week ago. Why do I do this? And why am I further inconveniencing myself by typing up a blog post rather than another hundred words or so on the civil war? Schoolwork has just exploded lately, what with midterms and essays and all that fun stuff. Arghargharghargh.

Um. Yeah. Bad news on the sled-dogging front. I got a call this afternoon from Eric at Revelstoke Dogsledding Adventures. Since the media have been devouring that terrible story about sled dogs in Whistler, his bookings have fallen to zero. Which is not so great, since he has a tiny kennel of 16 older dogs and has really been trying to make a go of his operation. But it also means that he may have time to bring my old dogs up to the race at home, which means that I will have a reunion with my pals. And another friend of mine is running this huge 1000-mile race and his team has contracted a virus. Intense, huh?

Think of me while you guys are partyin' it up tonight. And on a Monday, no less.

Yours Sincerely

Well. Don't be surprised if I am swallowed head first into the computer screen. It will be like 'Honey I Shrunk the Kids' but a lot more realistic.

I have been spending the last two days (the last Entire Two Days) at this desk, with my fingers on the keyboard with my eyes unfocused. All in pursuit of higher education though right? Maybe if things go right I will not turn on my computer at all tomorrow. In fact that is the new goal.

I have to go memorize the name and dates of some artifacts. Sarah is in the living room watching Hot Fuzz with her flamenco guitarist beau. Somehow I thought he would have more refined taste than that.

(HI SALLY!)

Late night, but i smell nothing like david usher, sry bb.

The Hood Internet - Do You Want Crazy (The Dirty Diamonds x Two Door Cinema Club) by hoodinternet

The Drummer Looks Jolly

Even if this guy does seem a little agressive about the harmonizations... I think this song sums up what I want to do right now (any takers?)
Also the sky is steely snow grey right now.