Nuts, you are hungover? What were you drinking, something impressive i hope.

Like pumpkin beer. Did you know you can brew beer in a pumpkin? I didnt. Man oh man, you in for learning something new tonight:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OG8dewjsG48

Tonight, we were talking at marimba, about our road trip next week ( we re playing in saanich) and my god, I'm excited. I'm getting a ride down with Carmanagh, and Forrest and Elizabeth will be there too, oh and Rob ( our drum man). And man, this is just going to be a cool trip. We are also sleeping over1 and it will be my birthday the next day and man oh man, things are nice.

(got mallots to play the marimba at home!)

Also, i don't know.

I nearly got killed by a dog when i was riding my bike home. I swear, i was riding my bike, all none-gallantly, and then bam! this huge German Shepard, ready to kill every bit of me. I shined the flashlight, in his eyes, no luck. Still death in his eyes. Man i was scared. I prayed to the gods (god?) up above, praying that they would keep me safe. And that they did, seconds later, two cars from both directions came, and i got a speedy getaway. The end. Also, imagine the scene infused with fog, and no light, just my own.

Anyways, that was like, what? one hour ago? Not even?

Oh well, i have a ideal for your letter, ill be mailing it out tommorow.

Hope the goodlife is treating you well.

That's Me

So today I had this converstion... remember when we said that the only thing that my last name rhymes with is "bitchy" ? Well I don't know why I never thought of "itchy" and "snitchy" which may or may not be a word...
Anyway I'm supposed to write this dumb essay about possible influences of Emily Carr when she went to France in 1910 and I know jack nothing about this Carr character because I'm pretty sure she has never been mentioned in class and I grew up not likig her work because my mom doesn't like it, although when I think about its not really that bad. Luckily for me I know that France in 1910 was cubist-time and expressionism fit in there somewhere too (this will save my life one day, I swear) I'm impressed with your tramping plans. I don't know if I'm going to make it through tonights run, I'm slightly hung over. shhhh I don't drink half as much as the most of the kids here. And anyway its not like I did anything that stupid. We went down to the James Joyces bistro/ billiards hall, which wasn't really that smoky/bawdy like I expected. On the bus downtown every single person was tipsy and I sat next to this scottish guy named Craig who was on his way to a scottish pub... I thought this was dumb. Anyway then some guy in the back started a sing along and everyone joined in. It's a feeling of conclusion that you rarely get anywhere else. Everyone just out to relieve stress and enjoy themselves. When we were waiting for the bus later we were looking in the windows at Chapters and some really drunk guy came up behind us and asked what we were looking at and offered us some popcorn that he had got from some girls farther down the road. It was only natural to accept.
In the last week I have met: a Serbian named Sandra, a Nigerian named Sam, a Scot named Craig, a South African named Baz, another South African named Francois, and a nameless english guy. I have therefore decided to live in the city for ever and ever and ever. Maybe not always the same city though.

Not so impressive anymore

Mortimer, i regret to say that i have yet to get ontop of that letter of yours. It's on my mind constantly, always. (this is true i promise) For instance, i write a to-do list at the bottom of my journal entries everyother day- and "Write ____(Mortimer) a letter" has been there, with a little check box, waiting to be checked, for a while. So, keep waiting i guess.

Also, i need to get ontop of my "hike everymorning plan" back on again, I guess it was apart of my new years resolution of sorts. Except the first week of new years, i felt like shit, and it just went all down hill from there. So Tommorw, wish me like, while you'll be running miles, i'll be tramping up hills and on simple roads, through forests, to find that filler for a void.

I'm half way through the 2009 best none required reading. So far there has been stories of triplets (in their 20's) all getin' it on with this mexican guy, who alwaysssssss wanted to do it with triplets. There was also a story that talked about where we came from, and brought up this thing that happened a while back, where this lady had invetro fetilisation, and accidently had a black ladies baby, plus her own. (the first lady was white) and so, a black and white baby came out one day, and then they took this court. The white mother wanting to have it so that the white son and the black son have time to hang out, while the black counterparts, would have nothing to do with it. It was interesting to say the least.

My feet are cold right now, just so you know. I'm also growing carrots in the window seal. How romantic huh?

Another book i'm reading is a collection of short stories from ukrain. I think you were there when i bought it back in qualicum? It was a purple hard cover? Anyways, theres this one line that really stands out to me( the story is called "a stone cross", and it;s cool because it talks about how this family is moving to canada, leaving there farm, and comming to canada, it's it like wow! connection!! that what my ancient family did!!) :

" OK. Old one, let's go. March, einz, zwei, drei. Let's go. We'll dress like lords and we'll go and rule."

And i dont know, i just really like that line and i wanted to share it with you.

Yeah! saw that house design. Weird thing: how come your post didn't show up until after mine but is underneath it in the chronology department? Whatevah.

You will be happy to know that the midterm I stayed up late last night to study for was a breeze. Turns out I'm a genius at sanskrit, except for this one vocab word which I'm pretty sure I've never seen before.

So last night, as I told you, I went to the dinner for english nerds to 'mix and mingle' at. And there was random trivia for prizes- one of them a competition to see who could write down the most Shakespear plays... and this one girl got 31 out of 36. Let me tell you. It was impressive. I didn't even remember King Lear, let alone Titus Andronicus. I guess the reason why that man is so popular still is the number of plays he popped out in his time. It's like Robert B Parker nowadays, apparently he's written 50 books about this one detective and his infamous dog. I will be lucky if I manage to get one out of these fingers. As TD would say: "oh fingers, don't fail be now..." except he manages to make it sound timeless and anthemic.

I should go have a shower and get ready for this bday party I'm going to tonight for a girl I barely know. She's in first year university and she is just turning 18. can you spell overachiever? Just kidding she's sweet and it should be fun, if my wing man doesn't get smashed and throw herself around too much :)

hoi hoi hoi hoi.

laaaaast Niiiiiight (she said) I went to see the Great Lake Swimmers play at Alix Goolden Hall, which by the way is the nicest venue hevah, and have thusly decided that Tony Dekker should come live with me. You just can't get the same sound when that shit is recorded. Another place where I enter a state of transendental bliss. No matter how crap my day was, seeing live music (good live music) just makes me beyond happy. I got them to sign my CD and the lead singer wrote "T. Dekker vs. his songs" which stirkes me as a weird thing to enscribe a CD with but there we go. Best not to question genius.

Also in good news I saw Zoola yesterday and it was nice. We talked for a bit. She is going to Calgary this weekend for her grandmothers birthdday (i think) so she can smashed and naked in Alberta before she comes back to BC to get smashed and naked for her own birthday. I also met her friend Cat who she talks about constantly and I was not pleasantly surprised. For one thing, I met her on the bus where she and her friends had been talking about clothes for about twenty minutes- I was making fun of them in my head basically the whole time while keeping an eye on this guy sitting across from me (backwards) who looked like he was going to me sick. Anyway this Cat character was going to see the Fiddle and the Drum, which is cool I guess.

so I took a moment out of studying for my Asian Religions midterm on hinduism to bring you that really exciting story. what is interesting about sanskrit is that a lot of the words sound like parts of english words. And apparently this isn't a coincidence. Ages and ages ago we were all related. Which means we still are :)

(I started this post yesterday night...)

Mortimer, Miss Mortimer. Even though I'm talking to you on msn right now (off and on) and talking to GPM (good looking Persian man), I'll start writing this post. I'm going to start off and say "Sorry for not mailing you a letter back yet" I haven't got anything good to say, at all. Everything good i have, i usually tell you on msn. Maybe I'll start ignoring you, but that wouldn't work out in the end.

Any who:

I made croissants today, well, rolled the butter into the pre=fermented, chilled dough, let it cool, then roll it out again, and then cooled it again and then yet again rolled it out and then baked it, then figuring out it had a bit too much butter for the butter to flour ratio, thus, well the finished product looked nice,but alot of the butter, that could of been saved for something else, melted onto the pan, then to the bottom of the stove, creating little fires. Next time? Less butter.

I also went snooping through ffffound, and found this marvelous home. This apartment in lovely humlegarden, Stockholm (obviously Europe). Just think Mortimer, if this were our new house. I don't really agree with the pure white furniture, among other things.

But isnt it wonderful? heres the link to the thing-http://www.designboom.com/weblog/cat/9/view/5991/tham-videgard-hansson-arkitekts-apartment-at-humlegarden-stockholm.html

I'm Here

So what's the big urgency? just because instead of writing yesterday I went down to beach late at night and howled Disney tunes to the star-lit sky, which later turned into old standards (I believe 'Cry Me A River' was in there at some point)

And today I went and found the public library, which was mind blowing after what I am used to in Peetown with endless amounts of Danielle Steele and Clive Kussler. Not that there's anything wrong with those... It's just the sight of so many poetry books in a row brought on this Great Calm. Like that time that I was really stressed out and went to wander through the stacks at the uni library. Instant cure I tell you.

What else did you want to know? It's okay if you have a gig, I may have to show up with roses and or chocolate like a proper Valentine. And it might me nice to see those old friends. Also I have not seen Zoola lately and I can't really decide if I even want to- I think I do.

And tonight I am running TWO MILES. which isn't actually that far. But still. I mean two miles sounds pretty impressive. Gotta milk this for what its worth.

And it turns out the secret reason why I don't like tofu is because it makes me feel sick. Especially when accompanied by sexual innuendoes, as it was. Not to mention tartar sauce. There's a reason why its named after hell

Mortimer

Guess what? Today, i've finally put off my procratination and started making croissants, i specifically bought two pounds of butter the other weekend, while at the super store in nanaimo (because they were 3.58 $ a pound, which is amazing, because here in parksville they are 5 dollars average) and they've been sitting there, waiting for my lawful, baking fingers.

It starts out with this pre-fermenting goop of flour, milk and yeast, which i had out sitting on the counter for a couple hours, and just recentlyi put it in the fridge, so i can deal with it later on tonight (after work).

I also have been eating bowls of borsht all day and have descided that while i'm living with my katima family down yonder,wherever, ill suggest that we make it once and a while, because of it's awesome goodness, vegetables and apparently we live off each of us for food, 5.50 a day, meaning this could be a awesome choice.

How's your day going? Talked to Zoola at all? I havent at all. Talked to tyson, apparently he had to go to the dentist today (how exciting).

Mortimer oh Mortimer, where are you? Turns out I might have a gig on valentines day, so you might have to prolong your hot date for a bit more, (knox, show at 6) and meet me up laterz.

What else... aaaaah nothing at all, my hands are covered in scratches, at least 6 that are easily counted and I know for a fact, that i don't know where they came from, thus another page in the book of mystery.

I know nothing of beer Mortimer, so why talk about it? I was thinking about that (me and my connecting with booze) ce soir, while walking down sunrise, and i realized, that when i am in montreal and if i do choose to go out for a drink or meet a hot date or business partners or anything with my new best friends forever, i'll know nothing of to get for a drink. I'll be like " Uhh, wine" and look like a bum doing so. I've heard of a slingapour sling, which is something that sounds sweet, but at the same time, i just might have to order anything that has pineapple in it. Makes sense?

I finished "Eating Animals" a bit ago, so you'll be getting that soon. I also found my birthday cirtificate today, meaning "i'd time" here i come!

I really don't have anything interesting to update you with. Hope you are having one hell of a night.