Wednesday, September 22, 2010

j'attends

j'attends après toi.

tu m'as dit que nous passerions la soirée ensemble
avant que je m'en allasse.

voila trois heures déjà.
tu es en retard. et tu le sais.

vais-je t'expliquer ma déception?
devrais-je?

tu en es au courant
j'en suis certain.

je comprends pourquoi
mais ça fait mal quand même


j'attends après toi

hic extraneus sum

Saturday, September 18, 2010

maan odh maan

antae is te tae tat myn fredh tjaad is te hadhfast.
eh'm myck sillih foer hem odh hes niewe maan.

GRATJULEERE!



hic extraneus sum

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

ÉIRE


tá mé ag dul go héirinn i dheich lá, ar feadh deich lá.
i'm going to ireland in ten days, for ten days.

caisleáin
castles

gleannan
glenns

agus uisce beatha
and whiskey

éire go brách!


hic extraneus sum

puzzle piece

i read today that someone i've never met, who probably has forgotten who i am, and i most likely will not actually get to meet, had a change in his life.


this i a short entry, just one to say that if, by any chance or the internet, you happen upon this page, i offer you this jigsaw puzzle piece to add to your collection.


continue with your amazing writings, rex piratarum, and with your musings. add to the lengths of your coterie and you'll see that things are meant to be.


hic extranei sumus

Friday, September 10, 2010

jealous to zombie max

grrr.

the other day i was talking with a friend of mine, and something she told me floored me.
she met my stalkee.

she werks in the comic werld and was at a con this summer where she met an interpreter from england (she's an interpreter like me, which makes this whole entry valid - though a blog need hardly be valid in the internet).
she went on...

...
...

my eyes opened wider and wider as she described him and his rather particular character and résumé. there aren't too many out there like that.

barely breathing, i managed to ask...
you mean this person [name here]?
yes.
you mean this face [picture here]?
yes.
you mean this blog[blog here?]
YES!

frak.

i didn't even know he was this side of the ocean. not the best stalker am i apparently.
though, it be for the best, i'm sure; if ever i meet him i'd rather not have to do so from a 100-meter restraining order required distance.

argh.
and what's worse still, i almost worked that .con with her.
in hindsight, i don't know what i would have done, had i met him too.

i'd put a link to his page, but that'd be too much, methinks. if he read this, i'm sure he'd know it was him about whom i'm writing. then again, maybe a bizarre internet-stalker-whydoirememberthispage pre-introduction could work in my favour.

i'm too chickenshit to try it.

really though, i doubt he (or anyone really) reads this
so whatevs.
another time i'll link to his pages. he's actually a great artist, and quite the writer to boot.

just thinking about it all has gotten me werked up.

Sunday, September 5, 2010

things coming together

it's the long weekend: labour day weekend. this yearly celebration marks the beginning of the return to classes for thousands of thousands of thousands of students, teachers, administrators

and interpreters

living once again in hogtown i had my moments of doubt of starting werk. it's always nerve-racking to take those first few steps of starting one's career. coming off an absoamaztastic start in wtown was high enough to keep me going through the last two weeks, but then for a day or two (or five) i was shaken that things might not come together and i'd be hard-pressed to find another way to support myself and my life.

breathe in
breathe out

things are come together.

i'll be up and running as of next week werking here and there and here again i'm sure, or maybe it was there again. that's what the agenda book is for!

werk was the most stressful, but other things have come together too: living with my soeur again has been great and promises to be just a great. my prince gets more princely everyday, and i fall more into that four-letter-werd with every heartbeat.

breathe in
breathe out

...and on that note. enjoy this robyn. with every heartbeat. different meaning than my heartbeat (i'm not dying with every step i take) but i love robyn anyway. and now, so you do.
yes. you. do.







hic extraneus sum