Sorry I kissed your girlfriend

 

Whoa. Hello there, again. Greetings from the middle of nowhere. I`ve been shipped off to camp to recover from a sprained wrist obtained from falling down a scree slope with a heavy backpack. There are about 40 people here, living in wall tents, all doing a bunch of mining shit. There is a camp dog named Gunner and the constant whine of generators and helicopters. I`ve been alternating between surveying and working in a core shack, inputting data, fighting with Excel. That`s right, baby, I`m privy to sensitive information. Jealous? I didn`t think so. 

Camp life is good so far, although there is a distinct lack of work ethic present in my new roommates. If you wear makeup every day in a mining camp, I will judge you freely and often. It`s easy to tell who`s here to make summer cash and who genuinely enjoys geology and exploration. I am actually learning a ton every day. Our main geologist is great. This morning over breakfast, he speculated that no one really needed to carry bear spray, because as long as you kept your wits about you and were able to get a good punch off on the bear`s nose, there would be no reason to worry. Speaking of breakfast, the food is ultra-gourmet. Tonight, lamb with rosemary and garlic potatoes, green beans, pasta salad, fruit tart with cinnamon and cardamon, and a lot more. Good lord.

I have been working mostly with an intense 3rd-year geo student named Oliver, who holds your gaze directly when talking. He`s hilarious, but I`m never sure if he`s exasperated with me or not. He is also 6-foot something, so keeping up while scrambling through the bush is a challenge and a half. My kingdom for a longer pair of legs.

Sarah, don`t worry about the letter, I will write you soon. A cross-country marimba band tour would be an adventure, I hope your plans come to fruition.

It's the moon, I swear.

I'm feeling funny tonight. I'll admit that. The day was slow, but weirdly productive. I woke up early and made tofu. It turned out better then predicted. My only flaw was the mold I used. It was a colander, and I'll be the first to say, I don't like weird circle tofu. I wanted it squared.

Other then that though, the sun is shining finally today. Which is I guess is gods was to put a smile on my face. I sent an email over to canada world youth and told them I wasn't doing the exchange, now all I have to do is figure out how to delete that group over facebook.  And I was looking into trying to move closer to my boyfriend and going to school eventually next year, and the year of tuition will be 7k. Holy shit. How much is it at uvic?!

I guess good news though,
Kumbana Marimba, as of friday night, is going to attempt to do a cross country tour. We have proposals being sent out in october/november to music festivals across the plate and we are going to see if we have enough to make it west to east. To say the least, Carmanagh and I are really excited about it, and are going to be the major organizers of the trip.

p.s mortimer, a reply to your snail written mail will be in the mail tomorrow morning. Laura, forgive me, but I have no clue where to send letters to.

pss listen to this http://themusicninja.net/newsongs/Wale%20ft%20J%20Cole%20-%20Bad%20Girls%20Club%20(Full).mp3

Blonde Hair to Brown and Brown to White

let slip that  I am doing a cleanse to certain people today and they spent the next hour and a half trying to get me to eat Betty Crocker marble cake. As if.
Anyway. So far so good. Just cooked up some sockeye. Gonna eat it with a salad. Not so bad I say.
Going to see Midnight in Paris tonight. So excited. Don't know if you've seen the trailer but it looks like a helluvan adventure.
Also I've been walking to work for the past two mornings. You'd be surprised at the activity in a big city at 10 to 7 in the morning. Or maybe not, I don't know.
Anyway this morning, or today, was this girl I work with's room-mate's birthday so I spent a good ten minutes  super-gluing porn to a champagne bottle. As overseen by my boss.

I'll be lucky if I last five days.

Listening to Battles. Laying half under my bed. Had the most spirit caving day at work today. Imagine making and serving 24 grumpy foreigners breakfast with one other person. No minions to serve the coffee and butter the toast. Imagine if one of these was a new mother who expected you to clean out her breast-milk sippy cup for her. And put this in the microwave for 66 seconds only, please. And how come OUR room doesn't have a towel rack. Ok rant out of the way, positive time.
I convinced Brett last night that he should be an architect. Makes sense really. Puts all of his skills to use. And now he can stop bemoaning the waste of his talents. I made breakfast like a race car driver this morning. My fingers a-flying like some mad breakfast ninja, like I was pulling that shit out of my pockets. And Kat and Sabo are both back, the estrogen is a flowing baby.  

It's coming down.

Yup it's raining. And the tourists are holding me directly responsible. Yesterday a table of six (3 couples) made best friends over breakfast. It was really nice to see. They were literally laughing so loud that we couldn't hear each other in the kitchen. Usually it goes the other way.
I just washed dishes for an hour. My hands are unrecognizable.
And tomorrow I am starting a liver cleanse that is "bound to change my life." It's just because lately I've been sluggish and zitty and we all know what that is about. So if I am on here whinging about carrot juice snacks and my desperate needs for slices of chocolate cake you are welcome to barge in here and give me a good ol' punch in the kisser. I'm so super serious. I hate it when people complain about things that they are doing to themselves. Also I hate it when tourists take pictures of our war memorials, especially if they were on the other side of the war, Just Plain Stupid. I don't go downtown a lot.

  I left my library card at the library yesterday. I have to go get it. Also thinking of getting a haircut. Since my hair is getting in the way of my lifestyle.
Shark. I think this is a better  house for your way of life. Har dee har har

I like it.

I don't know about where you two are, but the rain is coming down hard. All last night it did. I finally gave in around 3:30-4h00 to just end up eating all bran miniwheats and giving into my headache a rest. It was loud, my room is all class and glass. I guess it worked out though, I went on facebook around 6:30 and discovered that my roommate from last year was online, and kicking it. We talked for a good hour and caught up the best we could. Mortimer and Laura, it's still raining.

There Will Be Snacks

Wooooooeeeee. Wrote two long letters today. Gotta send them off tomorrow. Also received a few things in the mail: LAURA. I love all of it.
Anyway. Not a whole lot new around these parts. Got swindled into going to the "Pride" fest yesterday afternoon by my boss and this other girl I work with. Apparently that automatically calls for wearing neon coloured wigs (mine was pink). As we were trying them on in the kitchen this German boy travelling with his parents wandered in, stared at us for a bit, then wandered out. Saw a drag queen singing the drag version of "Red Neck Woman" as sung by that annoying woman. (Let me hear a big HEEEEeeeeeeeeeey! from the drag  queen girls like me) Also saw Will there, decked out in his most professional pinks, sipping a Sleemans in the beer garden.
I've been staying up too late lately and my brain is starting to crumble as a result. Tonight: hot chocolate and movies in bed.

That's dj mehdi's wife uknow?

I'm mostly posting this picture as introduction, because I was strolling through fffound.com, looking for something impressive to find to add class to this blog and I came across this. It's either mehdi's wife, "fafi" ( some supermodel turned graffi artist within the ed banger circle) or some girl who is desperatly trying to be her. Either way it comes down to two things, first! this http://www.hypebeast.com/image/2008/10/koralie-fafi-brooklyn.jpg and http://takeoffyourcool.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/fafi_en_mexico_by_graffmx.jpg?w=300&h=400 looks really nice, and shorts like that is just cutting it way too close to the bum. The shoes make it worst.

Anyways the last week went by fast, we did marimba at the market and then the lovely city of parksville was throwing a movie bash and the movie Rio was playing, it was cute and I got to eat some really good taco pizza during it. Bad band news though, apparently the harddrive that held the many hours of us recording was dropped and everyone is in chaos. Good news though! The band has a bio on the harmony arts festival! sweet balls! http://harmonyarts.ca/ Take care girls!

She's Heard It On Cassette

Hi. Got back from Calgary on Sunday. Worked Monday. Worked Tuesday. Worked Wednesday. I think we are making fish for dinner though. And Kat's got this big shiny idea about making little goals/daily tasks for each other just to make life interesting. It could be cool to put them on here too, share that around a bit, like. But that would mean writing on here everyday- which I just can't guaranty, son. I've already been compared to a dead-beat Dad once in my life, thanks.
Would you like to hear what I am drinking? I will tell you: a refreshing blend of stolen mint leaves, half a lime, diced, and tonic water. I also added a tablespoon of sugar to help this medicine go down. It's basically a lazy man's mojito- I have no intention of standing up to walk the block to the liquor store.