Because I like procrastination : Because my eyes sting and I don't want to write anymore : Because I like music:

From Ari.

Total volume of music files on my computer:
Home: 12.5GB

Song playing right now:
Any Prescious Girl - Ben Sures

Last cd I bought:
Kaki King - Legs to Make Us Longer

Five songs I listen to a lot, or that mean a lot to me:
Cat Power - I Don't Blame You
Tegan & Sara - Walking With A Ghost
Arcade Fire - Rebellion (Lies)
Ani Difranco - Both Hands
Sarah McLaughlin - Black & White

The five people I'm passing the baton onto:
Anyone who reads this, but specifically Angelina because I think she has a music disease.

Scooter Boys - The Indigo Girls

So this is the mandatory after grad blog post. I had so much fun tonight. I can't get the hair elastics out of my hair. I've had more to drink (alcohol) in the last three hours than I have had in my entire life thus far. I met an old friend who is now a new friend. I danced so much, and so badly. I enjoyed my shoes very much.

I'm going to post pictures later.

Emily's parties are smashing. The end. The very very end.

So this is the mandatory after grad blog post. I had so much fun tonight. I can't get the hair elastics out of my hair. I've had more to drink (alcohol) in the last three hours than I have had in my entire life thus far. I met an old friend who is now a new friend. I danced so much, and so badly. I enjoyed my shoes very much.

I'm going to post pictures later.

Emily's parties are smashing. The end. The very very end.

Oh god I am tired. I had an excellent evening out with my mothers friends, fast becoming my friends. There is much, much, much grad hoopla. I must admit there is a bit of excitement in me.

I still need shoes, and to decide if I'm wearing stockings. Also, of greater importance. I need to finish all art projects and write my PD essay, as well as seven art blog entries. Igads.

I feel asleep this after noon and slept for two hours, when I woke up I was so grumpy, but it all worked out and I got a piece of apple pie and shoe advice.

Turrah. I shall go out with a bang.

Pffft, I am so stressed out, I can't even laugh about it.
Grandparents arrive tomorrow. Eeep!

I am writing a big ass essay these days. Actually I'm not quite sure how big ass it's supposed to be. However, the expectations that I have for myself are about as high as they will ever be. I mean, I've only truly been made happy by one thing, aside from a few people, and that has been reading and writing. All of that excitment about english class, and reading all of those boring old classics, that's not fake at all. I work so hard, because I enjoy it, and it's not actually work, and I know that finishing the work will allow me crazy big ammounts of gratification.
And so, this being so important, I am a little bit stressed out.
I've been not giving things everything I have, and I know that if I don't for this one I'll regret it for a long time to come. It's not even that other people expect more of me, it's just me, it's personal, and I know what can come out of me.

I just don't want to sell myself short, you know?

CKUA

I've been making monumental headway on the list of thing to do. I woke up at 7:40 this morning. Early considering that I didn't go to bed until one last night, and I didn't have any particular reason to get out of bed this morning.

There was a brief period of frantic searching and cleaning this morning while trying to find my grad ticket. Of course the whole time thoughts of terror and mortification were running through my head. However that has now passed and I have the ticket in my hot little hand.

I've paid off all of my debts. I now offially own Rent Girl [soft core porn for almost anyone, excellent nonetheless.] which I am halfway though. The Passionate Mistakes and Intricate Corruption of One Girl In America both by Michelle Tea, and The Effects of Gamma Rays on Man-in-the-Moon Marigolds by Paul Zindle.

I have constructed half of the set for the last mentioned above. It looks fantastic so far.

I know how I'm going to get photographs of all my artwork. I think it's rather brilliant. We'll see.

I have completed all of my interviews and this evening I will write the draft of my summation essay. All is going smoothly without a hitch. Exactly how I like things.

I work all day tomorrow. Bleck. However, I have the next two saturdays off, so I'll take what I can get.

In culture news: The Fairy Tales Film Festival begins next week. I have taken off work on the 2nd of June on the hope that I can go.

I bought some new clothing this morning as I accompanied my mother to the blood work clinic, and it made me feel better, having something new, that really truly fits.

I am having an excellent time living right now. I mean, wow. Life is fantastic. With the upcoming pride festivities, even that aspect of my life seems more positive.

On with the reading journals!

Imagination can't create anything new, can it? It only recycles bits and pieces from the world and reassembles them into visions. So when we think we've escaped the unberable ordinariness and, well, untruthfulness of our lives, it's really only the same old ordinariness and falseness rearranged into the appearance of novelty and truth. Nothing unknown is knowable.
-Angels In America

I've been hopelessly absent lately. Same excuse as always, I'm busy living my life, not writing about it. On the other hand, I did spend four hours tonight constructing a set for my art course. Igads... that's all I have to say. I'm obsessed with Angels in America.

Danielle French - As The Crow Flies

So, hello. I've been rather absent lately. I would say that I am sorry, but I'm not really sorry, and E. Stickland told me to stop saying that I'm sorry. I've been busy. Which at this moment does not feel like an overstatement.

Also, my last post was cryptic as hell. I don't even know what I ment by it.

I may or may not have found a grad dress. It is, however, awesome. I don't feel overly dykey yet I'm also not betraying the fact that I really don't like dresses. This statement will not make sense to almost everyone.

I made some big decisions today.
A) I'm done with guitar lessons.
B) I am done working at the art store as of June 25th.
C) I can not actually challenge the french exam. It is a reckless idea.

So, this opens things up a bit, and as of tomorrow I'll have a sense of finality in regards to my current employment. I feel good about that. If you would like to discuss any of this with me, I can debate the pros and cons with the best of them.

Otherwise, I ordered some Michelle Tea books on Chapters.ca the other day and I am waiting with baited breath for their arrival. Michelle Tea is my hero. Meanwhile I went to the library today and picked up "In the Next Galaxy" by Ruth Stone and I am off to bed to devour it.

No more safety net/I need you to hurt me [love me] now.

Above all, I miss you.

Far too much has been happening lately. I am so behind with everything that it's embarrasing. This was going to be my grand catch up weekend, so I could spend next week at festival guilt free.

I have a cold. A particularly nasty one. I've been trying to get some writing done, but I sneeze and then forget everything I had in my head. Evidently I'm supposed to just rent a movie or read Grapes of Wrath this weekend.

I skipped work yesterday, I'm skipping it all week in leiu of festival. I am also skipping guitar lessons today.

I have a whole bunch of writing that I'd like to get done, a bunch of art projects to plan, if not start, a whole lot of PD entries and organization to get on with.

Evidently, that is not going to happen. I'll be lucky if I get the short stories read for the practise diploma on tuesday. However, I am loving grapes of wrath to death. It may in fact be the most well written book I've ever read.

Mmmmmm... I made my mother go out and fetch me some fresh oregano last night, because oregano tea is by far the best thing for a cold.

I need to go lay down now.