29 July 2010


Yesterday, while I made the bags, my ears received a confused massage with these albums:

The White Stripes - Icky Thump
Tegan and Sara - The Con
Copeland - Eat, Sleep, Repeat
The Killers - Hot Fuss
City And Colour - Bring Me Your Love
Matthew Good - Underdogs
Metric - Fantasies
The White Stripes - Elephant
Rise Against - The Sufferer and the Witness
Luciano Pavarotti - Greatest Hits
Anberlin - Cities
The Sex Pistols - Never Mind The Bollocks
AFI - Crash Love
The Decemberists - Castaways and Cutouts
Brand New - The Devil And God Are Raging Inside Me

28 July 2010

I passed!

Bronze Medallion AND Bronze Cross have both been successfully completed by my massive, beautiful brain and speedy, hard-working body! I am SO HAPPY to have done both Bronzes at the same time; and to have these winning faculties!

Now that I've completed these levels, it means that I can take a swim instructor course, get hired, get paid $13 an hour [which is the minimum], eventually move up to lifeguard, get paid $17 an hour and then save, save, SAVE for university!

My goodness. I am SO EXCITED to be counted among the working community! It will be amazing to make money, learn things and meet people.

I hope to apply this September. Wish me luck!

25 July 2010

Yes, this film is just as bad as it looks.

Unless you like watching a bunch of hyper-sexual post-graduates prance into each other's beds with the idiotic, aimless air of irresponsible, childish confusion, don't watch this film. The 'brat pack' face-planted with this one.

[Also, the tagline is wrong. These people only call each other 'friends' because it makes it easier for one to convince the other to sleep with them.]

24 July 2010


Today, I am sickeningly unproductive. Despite my large stack of interesting books, my pile of un-stitched fabric, my very weedy garden and pantry-full of cookie ingredients, I don't feel like reading or sewing or baking or making money. I feel like sitting, watching films and eating. It's gross.

This is the worst feeling in the world.

23 July 2010

the fifties contained the best films

I finally saw Roman Holiday [Audrey Hepburn's first film] last night. In it, she plays a princess tired of being a princess and doing princess things. After escaping the clutches of her royal pages, she runs loose in the city of Rome; simply doing what she wants to do [like cutting her hair, eating gelato ice cream, dancing with men younger than 60 and smoking cigarettes.] Gregory Peck plays the -inevitable- man she runs into, and falls for.

I liked it. It was an adorable little movie starring an equally adorable little actress.

22 July 2010

July 30th will be a good day.

I can't wait to see them.


> Gained bronze shoulders at the Bronze swimming course

> Atlas Shrugged: Page 251, The Last of the Mohicans: Chapter 2, I Am A Strange Loop: "On Downward Causality"

> Saw Duplicity [hated it]

> Was shocked and horrified after running into this website; even considered erasing her Facebook account and then killing herself to avoid any association with the human race and it's popular internet trends [only click the link if you don't mind losing your faith in humanity completely]

> Admired her sun-kissed shoulders in the mirror for longer than modest girls would agree to

> Did math for the first time in too long [algebra is so wonderfully solvable, unlike life]

I plan to complete the day with another film [to make up for awful, awful Duplicity!] and study some infant CPR.

21 July 2010


Yesterday, I went to Lizzy's after a morning session of my week-long Bronze Medallion swimming course. We walked Whyte Ave, drank Dry soda at Transcend, made a stir fry, watched The Breakfast Club and I Capture The Castle and laughed. It was very fun.

In other news, I might have something very, very exciting to announce concerning that particular swimming course, but I will reserve any comments until I'm certain about it. Wish me luck?

17 July 2010

Sometimes, these words are all I have.

O Lord, You have searched me and known me. You know my sitting down and my rising up; you understand my thought afar off. You comprehend my path and my lying down; You are acquainted with all my ways. For there is not a word on my tongue but behold, Lord, You know it altogether. You have hedged my behind and before and laid Your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot attain it!

Where can I go from Your spirit? Or where can I flee from Your presence? If I ascend into Heaven, You are there; if I make my bed in Hell, behold, You are there. If I take the wings of the morning, or dwell in the uttermost of the sea, even there Your hand shall guide me and Your right hand shall hold me. If I say, "Surely the darkness shall fall on me," even the night is light about me; indeed, the darkness shall not hide from You, but the night shines as the day; the darkness and the light are both alike to You.

For You formed my inward parts; You covered me in my mother's womb. I will praise You for I am fearfully and wonderfully made! Marvelous are Your works and that my soul knows altogether. My frame was not hidden from You when I was made in secret; and skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth. Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed, and in Your book they all were written, the days fashioned for me; even when as yet there were none of them. How precious also are Your thoughts of me, O God! How great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they would be more in number than the sand; when I awake, I am still with You.

-Psalm 139:1-18

Ford Mustang, baby.

I've been seeing these cars around more and more often of late. I can't get over how hot they are.

16 July 2010


Today, after breakfast, I recalled that at one time I would have spent a day like today running around outside in bare feet, eating nothing but apples for lunch, spending the evening on books and drawings and would have had no email or Facebook to check. What happened?

14 July 2010


I have so many plans for these lovely fabrics! I'm thinking of a summer dress [I recently bought a pattern], a bag and perhaps a shirt?

11 July 2010


> I finished Tara's bag today. The outside is a deep, slippery blue and the lining is grass green. I think she's going to die when she sees it. In fact, I wish I had made it for myself.

> I weeded the garden. Earned $30 and a sun-tan.

> I reached Chapter VII of Atlas Shrugged, "How Analogy Makes Meaning" in I Am A Strange Loop, Chapter 31 of Genesis, started Part I [The Knight's Tale] of The Canterbury Tales and finished Do Hard Things. Not bad.

> I added 5 new friends to Facebook.

> I started work on a short story.

09 July 2010

The return from camp, and a simply splendid shirt.

I bought it at Winners last week. I like it a lot.

I have just returned from several days at Camp Nakamun: the "Counselors in Training" camp. It was fun, if not a little grating. It consisted mostly of sitting through sessions on how to be a good leader, a good role model and how to deal with certain situations. It was informative and necessary for the work I will be doing later this summer. I now know what to expect, how to act and generally how the camp works.

But, apart from that [including all the praying aloud, 'small group' discussions, Biblical reflection and revisions of "Jesus loves you"], we had time for other fun camp activities; namely paint ball, the zip line, The Amazing Race, climbing the climbing wall, campfire, kitchen duty, etc. I also received a massive paint ball welt [truly a red badge of courage] and rode in my first kayak.

My fellow campers were also nice. That was more than I had hoped.

It was however, very lovely to get home, shower and eat a decent meal.

I'm excited for this week. Time for more reading, film watching, sewing and sun-tanning. I'm happy.

05 July 2010

home alone

Yogurt, spinach, cherries, milk, watermelon, tea, chips, cookies and The Fearless Vampire Killers.

I haven't been home alone and frivolous in a long time.

I feel twelve.