got back on friday night to the big city after a great trip down southwestway to see friends. walked saturday down young hogtown from young&eligible to the front with kaarie, with a few stops here and there. found an amazing tea shop and got some rooibos with eucalytus and orange.... teatastic.
we then stumbled upon the buskersfest and saw some really good shows. laughs, laughs, and laughs. oh, and it was funny. after finding the cozzy castle "number 1 hostel in canada" for kaarie, we made our way to an event where hands flew and words were [not] spak.
after that we joined another friend for drinks (yes, i'm blogging about it - but you don't read this, so...) and wait for about 13 days for the streetcar to show up.
it. did.n't.
she cabbed.
i crashed.
zzz.
today was walked home after waking. then chez moi for a while - ordernising my things readying the greatroomswap. afterthat back downtown into the jungle to meet kaarie, eskje and mo'net for dinner at rancho relaxo - mexicano super rico, so GO there - and then caught second city improv.
i forgot how much i love improv. i improv'd. i forgot. laughs, laughs and laughs.
now back at home. had some brownie. thanks eskje.
tomorrow starts another day.
i am a stranger here
hic extraneus sum
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Friday, August 28, 2009
fantastiska dagar
i natt kom jag hem till toronto efter ett par fantastiska dagar i aberg med min familj och vänar. i tisdags åkte jag till flygplatsen för att picka upp min vän kaarie (hon flög från sverige i tisdags med stopp i frankrike och amerika.... 20 timmar senare...)
jag har träffade henne för 5 år sedan i spanien; vi har hållt kontakten och nu är hon här.
efter en god natts sömn, på onsdagmorgen började vi på väg söderut. f.y..r...a timmar senare ankom vi hem till mina förlädrar. vi fyra pratade, sen körde kaarie och jag till min vän mérsja i windsor. kaarie drack hennes första doubledouble och tog hennes första timbits. välkommen till kanada!
på torsdags morgen besökte vi min hemstad, och i kväll, efter vi besökte min syster och hennes familj, såg vi marlee matlin (jäj!!) med mina goda vänar.
i fredags tillbackte vi till hogtown, med ett stopp i vatenloo. vi har plannar för morgendagen, men jag vet inte exakt vad...
my swedish is a.maz.ing. i know. it'll only get better.
hic extraneus sum
Sunday, August 23, 2009
verwirrend
du bist ver.wir.rend
ver.wir.rend.er dann je
ver.rückt
oder?
vielleicht ist's besser
wenn du keine hallo sagst
keinen gruß
nichts
vielleicht...
oder?
sag mir keine hallo
hic extraneus sum
ver.wir.rend.er dann je
ver.rückt
oder?
vielleicht ist's besser
wenn du keine hallo sagst
keinen gruß
nichts
vielleicht...
oder?
sag mir keine hallo
hic extraneus sum
Thursday, August 20, 2009
humins are horrible
humins are horrible: another movie commentary
saw district 9 the other night. reely well done. like reely. besides the fakt that the special effex were seemless and beauful and like whoa, the story was hardhitting (i think) and made me feal something –
we humins are horrible
i daren’t write too much lest i give away the plot. suffice it to say i am thankful we have gotten past the time when it was “acceptable” – socially, politically and huminly – to treet people (or aliens) as second-class citizens.
though, it hurts to think there was such a time.
why do we suck?
why?
hic extraneus sum
hic extraneus sum
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
what's my julia?
tonight i saw julie & julie. firstly, let me write in just a few words that i very veryveryveryvery much liked this movie. it was funny. it was sad. it was funny again. and it had some of my favourite things:
meryl
food
men
all the right ingredients for the perfect recipe (pun intended). for those who don't know, the show tells the story of one julie who cooks her way through julia's cookbook. i willn't write more lest i give away even the slightly amazingness.
this film did get me to thinking though: what is mine that is julie's julia? what might bring me to find myself, bring myself back down to sanity and self-awareness, happiness, and mean cooking skillz? (okay, so the last doesn't havehave to happen, but total bonus) ? what could i set myself to do for one year, each day, with a real deadline?
i already have the "make it through my programme and graduate", "remember what a gym looks like and go", and "get the ink", but something more just just for me...
suggestions? what should this guy do?
hic extraneus sum
Sunday, August 16, 2009
voilà une autre fin de semaine...
dimanche soir déjà
où va-t-il le temps? ça me semble de plus en plus comme si vendredi après-midi arrive, et avec un clin d'œil c'est dimanche soir. avec les années on parçoit le passage du temps différement. c'est comme le plus que l'on a vécu, le plus on apprécie le temps - apprécier qui est il vraiment. bouge-t-on à travers le temps, ou bien bouge-t-il par-dessus nous? bouge-t-on ou est-on fixe?
mon weekend a été fun. vendredi je suis sorti avec qq amis à souper et jaser. ça m'a fait du bien. un autre ami m'a invité à un party o/black-out, pourtant je ne pouvais être à deux endroits en même temps, so... mais j'ai lu de ses aventures sur son blog et ça me parraît avoir été grand le fun.
samedi j'avais toute un horaire plein...mais une chose après l'autre s'annulait... un peu frustrant, mais voilà la vie la vie. finalement, il ne me restait qu'une chose - un get-together avec qqs amis sur l'île. coooool. j'adore l'île. et on peut y vivre! gé.ni.al!
dimanche (dit aujourd'hui) j'ai nettoyé l'apart un peu - mes collocs aussi. ce soir nous sommes allé catcher un film - district 9. wow, très bien fait. bravo. je le recommande. néanmois, là je me sens un peu géné en tant que personne/humain... allez le voir et vous me comprendrez.
voilà une autre fin de semaine...
hic extraneus sum
où va-t-il le temps? ça me semble de plus en plus comme si vendredi après-midi arrive, et avec un clin d'œil c'est dimanche soir. avec les années on parçoit le passage du temps différement. c'est comme le plus que l'on a vécu, le plus on apprécie le temps - apprécier qui est il vraiment. bouge-t-on à travers le temps, ou bien bouge-t-il par-dessus nous? bouge-t-on ou est-on fixe?
mon weekend a été fun. vendredi je suis sorti avec qq amis à souper et jaser. ça m'a fait du bien. un autre ami m'a invité à un party o/black-out, pourtant je ne pouvais être à deux endroits en même temps, so... mais j'ai lu de ses aventures sur son blog et ça me parraît avoir été grand le fun.
samedi j'avais toute un horaire plein...mais une chose après l'autre s'annulait... un peu frustrant, mais voilà la vie la vie. finalement, il ne me restait qu'une chose - un get-together avec qqs amis sur l'île. coooool. j'adore l'île. et on peut y vivre! gé.ni.al!
dimanche (dit aujourd'hui) j'ai nettoyé l'apart un peu - mes collocs aussi. ce soir nous sommes allé catcher un film - district 9. wow, très bien fait. bravo. je le recommande. néanmois, là je me sens un peu géné en tant que personne/humain... allez le voir et vous me comprendrez.
voilà une autre fin de semaine...
hic extraneus sum
Thursday, August 13, 2009
feel too much
kate nash - nicest thing
i lovehate this song.
eartoear smile but can't see blurrysalty eyes
reminds me of happy travels of sad moments you
hurt happy heavy harsh
hic extraneus sum
i lovehate this song.
eartoear smile but can't see blurrysalty eyes
reminds me of happy travels of sad moments you
hurt happy heavy harsh
hic extraneus sum
Monday, August 10, 2009
holy holiday batman!
pah! finally a weekend to myself that can actually be counted as my summe holiday. a whole two and a half days of out-of-town-ness, time-with-friends-ness, and i-drove-how-far?!-ness all wrapped up into good times and relaxing rest.
i tripped up to ville-du-roi a few hours away from hogtown with some friends. we left after werk on friday and hit the highway around 7pm. we made good time, i'd say, only stopping for coffee once i think. we draf to friends' of their farm in napanee - saw avril's highschool and everything. wow me. a quaint coutry home with a real nice feel to it save the somewhat tense tension at times, but that's the stuff for someone else's blog i'm sure. wine and talk and wine and good conversation and wine and wine later we finally slept. oh, to sleep sans alarm clock. noice.
the saturday we headed into kingston for a family thing, that was nice and interesting to say the least. after a bit of time with a crowd of people i didnt't really know, and after a yumtastic greek dinner (of cordon bleu, who knew it's greek. tastetastic all the same), we draf to a ferry and crossed over to wolf island (how canine) and to another friend's cottage. a-maz-ing. i want to retire there. i mean, so what if that family isn't planning on moving or selling the place...ever... but i'll figure something out. i. want. it. absobeautiful layout, cozzyasfcuk feeling, bedrooms galore (enough, not "why so many?!", but perfect), hottub to boot. hoe. leaf. uck. needless to say this made for one of the most relaxing evenings i've had alll summer long. and, accordingly, i slept like a log. one of those logs that sleep for ever without tossing or turning or waking in the middle of the night. one of those amazingly well slept logs. yeah, i slept like that.
sunday brought a nice day of rain and sun and more driving. we opted to take the longer, more scenic route back to t.dot along the water, stopping in bath along the way. we also drove through prettytown/belleville and i saw SJW - beautiful architecture and what grounds! i'd like to go back for sure. we also stopped at lake on the montain prov. park. really cool site in prince edward county. we also drove through picton. a "proud loyalist town" and real nice, but i couldn't get the news stories out of my head (sorry pictonites).
the final leg of the drive home was sodden with rain, lit with lightning and loud with thunder. all the same, it was an amazing weekend.
happhapphappy am i.
hic felice sum
i tripped up to ville-du-roi a few hours away from hogtown with some friends. we left after werk on friday and hit the highway around 7pm. we made good time, i'd say, only stopping for coffee once i think. we draf to friends' of their farm in napanee - saw avril's highschool and everything. wow me. a quaint coutry home with a real nice feel to it save the somewhat tense tension at times, but that's the stuff for someone else's blog i'm sure. wine and talk and wine and good conversation and wine and wine later we finally slept. oh, to sleep sans alarm clock. noice.
the saturday we headed into kingston for a family thing, that was nice and interesting to say the least. after a bit of time with a crowd of people i didnt't really know, and after a yumtastic greek dinner (of cordon bleu, who knew it's greek. tastetastic all the same), we draf to a ferry and crossed over to wolf island (how canine) and to another friend's cottage. a-maz-ing. i want to retire there. i mean, so what if that family isn't planning on moving or selling the place...ever... but i'll figure something out. i. want. it. absobeautiful layout, cozzyasfcuk feeling, bedrooms galore (enough, not "why so many?!", but perfect), hottub to boot. hoe. leaf. uck. needless to say this made for one of the most relaxing evenings i've had alll summer long. and, accordingly, i slept like a log. one of those logs that sleep for ever without tossing or turning or waking in the middle of the night. one of those amazingly well slept logs. yeah, i slept like that.
sunday brought a nice day of rain and sun and more driving. we opted to take the longer, more scenic route back to t.dot along the water, stopping in bath along the way. we also drove through prettytown/belleville and i saw SJW - beautiful architecture and what grounds! i'd like to go back for sure. we also stopped at lake on the montain prov. park. really cool site in prince edward county. we also drove through picton. a "proud loyalist town" and real nice, but i couldn't get the news stories out of my head (sorry pictonites).
the final leg of the drive home was sodden with rain, lit with lightning and loud with thunder. all the same, it was an amazing weekend.
happhapphappy am i.
hic felice sum
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
a great weekend of firsts
friday the end-date for my contract (you will have read about that in previous posts, i’m sure…). the 3:30 p.m. finish was a welcomed end to my time at that office. i made my way to the busstop and went to meet a friend in midtown.
first first: boulangerie and walking through the neighbourhood close to where i once lived.
for three years i lived in midtown near y&e, but never explored the area. my friend recently got an apartment—que piso lindo—in the area and so we spent a few hours walking around. she took me a great little french bakery and treated me to a café and a pain au chocolat… délicieux.
second first: being embarrassed in the village
okay, so this isn’t necessarily a first – oft am i embarrassed in the village, but the way in which i was embarrassed is. out with friends friday night at a zrestaurant, we were served by a good-looking young man. i won’t dare write we flirted, but i will hazard we were chatting more than server/client might normally. one of my friends (term used lightly) assholed (used here as a verb…) to tell said server that “my friend thinks your hot hot hot.” quoth the asshole (used here as a noun). said server was scarce from that point on. …or perhaps we just left before he returned. it was soon after that we left. glass half-full, glass half-full.
third first: the beach/es and library with children
saturday morning i metro’ed down to the east end to meet a friend and her little ones. we went down to the beach/es (to please all possible readers, both “official” terms are here used in reference to the hogtown neighbouhood) to visit the bibliothèque and read some books en français, then walked down the boardwalk to the water’s edge. a good few hours later we said goodbye and au-revoir.
fourth first: painting, but not painting, but painting
another friend of mine recently moved back to t.dot and just moved into a place on reine rue. a nice space that she was painting. she enlisted a team of us to help paint the walls and the trim. although i paint (i.e. with an easel) i hadn’t ere painted (i.e. on walls). this proved fun and somewhat relaxing. i now have the urge to redo my apartment.
fifth first: stolen latte
i had my v.bean latte stolen from the bar at not1stglass this afternoon. i didn’t really care, and the folks made me a new one chop chop, but waddabitch who done took my bev. cut a bitch.
hic extraneus sum
first first: boulangerie and walking through the neighbourhood close to where i once lived.
for three years i lived in midtown near y&e, but never explored the area. my friend recently got an apartment—que piso lindo—in the area and so we spent a few hours walking around. she took me a great little french bakery and treated me to a café and a pain au chocolat… délicieux.
second first: being embarrassed in the village
okay, so this isn’t necessarily a first – oft am i embarrassed in the village, but the way in which i was embarrassed is. out with friends friday night at a zrestaurant, we were served by a good-looking young man. i won’t dare write we flirted, but i will hazard we were chatting more than server/client might normally. one of my friends (term used lightly) assholed (used here as a verb…) to tell said server that “my friend thinks your hot hot hot.” quoth the asshole (used here as a noun). said server was scarce from that point on. …or perhaps we just left before he returned. it was soon after that we left. glass half-full, glass half-full.
third first: the beach/es and library with children
saturday morning i metro’ed down to the east end to meet a friend and her little ones. we went down to the beach/es (to please all possible readers, both “official” terms are here used in reference to the hogtown neighbouhood) to visit the bibliothèque and read some books en français, then walked down the boardwalk to the water’s edge. a good few hours later we said goodbye and au-revoir.
fourth first: painting, but not painting, but painting
another friend of mine recently moved back to t.dot and just moved into a place on reine rue. a nice space that she was painting. she enlisted a team of us to help paint the walls and the trim. although i paint (i.e. with an easel) i hadn’t ere painted (i.e. on walls). this proved fun and somewhat relaxing. i now have the urge to redo my apartment.
fifth first: stolen latte
i had my v.bean latte stolen from the bar at not1stglass this afternoon. i didn’t really care, and the folks made me a new one chop chop, but waddabitch who done took my bev. cut a bitch.
hic extraneus sum
Saturday, August 1, 2009
le contraire de l'opposé
ma vie est actuellement un peut fuckée. vous vous souviendrez de mes entrées au sujet de mon fracase d'emploi. ben, hier fut la dernière journée de mon contrat. mardi est la première d'un nouveau... encore dans les boonies pourtant un boulot est un boulot et j'ai vachement besoin de l'argent (comme tout le monde - et je ne veux pas dire comme le cliché comme tout le monde mais vraiment tout.le.monde. on est en récession, allô...) j'y commence a 8h30 mardi, après longue fin de semaine (whoo!)...
hier après le travail je suis descendu voir une de mes amis qui je n'ai pas vu voilà un bon bout de temps. elle est très importante dans ma vie et je devrais vraiment passer plus de temps avec elle... bon, aprèw ça je suis descendu au centre-ville pour un get-together mensuel d'un group dont je suis membre. g.oo.d t.im.es le waiter était super cute. j'aimerais croire que nous flirtions, pourtant je suis pessimiste (seulement avec ma vie, autrement je suis optimiste total). maaais; une personne à la table lui a fait passer un message : "mon ami en rouge (je portait du rouge) pense que tu es hot hot beaucoup hot!" voyons, oké. c'est bel et bien le fun de blaguer entre amis de passer des tels messages, mais on ne le fait pas. point. frustrant. le mec nous a ignoré dès ce moment... ou bien nous nous sommes en allés avant qu'il ne soit retourné. meh, la vie la vie.
ce matin je suis allé recontrer une bonne amie et ses p'tits deux. j'adore les Beaches (le cartier et les plages) de la ville. un trip à la bibliothèque, ensuite une promenade le long du trottoir/boardwalk. mmm quel soleil!
d'un matin ensoleilé et ensourisé à un après-midi sombre et triste et seul... quels ups et downs me passent... comme je me fruste. whatev, ça me met égal; la vie la vie. une chose à la fois.
qu'avez-vous fait/que faîtes-vous ce long weekend?
hic extraneus sum. et vos?
hier après le travail je suis descendu voir une de mes amis qui je n'ai pas vu voilà un bon bout de temps. elle est très importante dans ma vie et je devrais vraiment passer plus de temps avec elle... bon, aprèw ça je suis descendu au centre-ville pour un get-together mensuel d'un group dont je suis membre. g.oo.d t.im.es le waiter était super cute. j'aimerais croire que nous flirtions, pourtant je suis pessimiste (seulement avec ma vie, autrement je suis optimiste total). maaais; une personne à la table lui a fait passer un message : "mon ami en rouge (je portait du rouge) pense que tu es hot hot beaucoup hot!" voyons, oké. c'est bel et bien le fun de blaguer entre amis de passer des tels messages, mais on ne le fait pas. point. frustrant. le mec nous a ignoré dès ce moment... ou bien nous nous sommes en allés avant qu'il ne soit retourné. meh, la vie la vie.
ce matin je suis allé recontrer une bonne amie et ses p'tits deux. j'adore les Beaches (le cartier et les plages) de la ville. un trip à la bibliothèque, ensuite une promenade le long du trottoir/boardwalk. mmm quel soleil!
d'un matin ensoleilé et ensourisé à un après-midi sombre et triste et seul... quels ups et downs me passent... comme je me fruste. whatev, ça me met égal; la vie la vie. une chose à la fois.
qu'avez-vous fait/que faîtes-vous ce long weekend?
hic extraneus sum. et vos?
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