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Well aren’t I a giant asshole? I took my sweet ass time getting this part two out! Life has pretty much blown up in my face, in a good way…super busy these days, although I am starting to feel the pull to slow down. Sometimes if I do too much and take on too much (ok all the time) I start getting stressed out and then all my yes’s turn to big fat NO’S.

These pictures are actually making me a bit sad because the weather has turned to Fall for good. And although I love Autumn and Winter, they don’t love me. My SAD has been kicking my ass lately (already) and to think that I have another 6 months of this is exhausting me. Time to vitamin things up and get tons of sleep.

It was such a gorgeous day that day. Today is the first sunny day we have had in an entire week. If you looked at the weather forecast for Toronto all last week it said hours of sun: 0. This is unacceptable. The weather this past Saturday was B-R-U-T-A-L. Man.

We saw this little guy trying to cross the walkway from one stretch of grass to the other. There were tons of people walking and biking that day and we didn’t want it to get squished. So Dave and I stood like two beefy cops around it, escorting it to where it needed to go. Eventually I helped it along with a stick. Those things are pretty slow. Seriously so cute. Reminds me of Oscar the grouch’s friend Slimey. I mean, even though he is a worm. Same diff.

Keep moving solider.

Dave is saving it further and placing it in this tree.

I like that the trees have little placards so you know which type of tree it is.

Honestly.

Dave and I kept getting lost in staring at the waves. One of us would have to tear the other away. I am completely and utterly drawn to water and everything about it. I love the mystery of what lies beneath, and I love when it is angry. This past Saturday Lake Ontario looked VERY angry indeed. Kind of like this:


http://www.flickr.com/photos/stevecourson/4590104907/ Imagine sitting high up in your condo overlooking the water, watching the lake when it is this stormy? It’s my freaking dream to be able to do that one day. Anyway, back to pretty days, warm days.

The Island is a treat. We are so lucky to have a place like this in Toronto. To escape the craziness that is the city and just retreat into nature and beauty. Only costs $6.50, return trip!

Of course I had to get to the end of this and stare into the water. It is all crumbly and falling apart and a bit hard to navigate, but with a helping hand from Dave (and me to him) we made it to the end. No one was on this the whole time we were hanging around this area, and then as soon as we walked on to it, everyone wants a turn. Sigh.

If it had been warmer, I would have stuck my feet in the water. And possibly grown extra toes. Lake Ontario is mad polluted. Which sucks.

Ah yes, the whole reason we wanted to come to the Island, to see the super old lighthouse. I knew that it wouldn’t be open to the public to go inside (it’s haunted!), but I was holding out a tiny bit of hope that someone would have left it unlocked by accident.

Of course it was locked. Sigh.

I gave it the old college try. Believe me, I did.

Stinky locked lighthouse.

Aww. All is forgiven.

We didn’t want to leave. But the sun was starting to go down and I wanted a burger. We had been walking ALL day and I was starving like a man.

On the ferry, on the way back.

City skylines are more beautiful to me than nature. Just my opinion.

Oh, and you best believe I devoured a delicious burger. We walked for another hour to get to a really yummy joint, and they did not disappoint. Signs of a good one: dirty burger hands. I have been dreaming of this burger ever since. Big Smoke Burger all the way! I recommend the Spicy Burger. Gaahhhhh…..

And that was the end of our island adventure. Until next year.

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Saturday night Chinatown walk

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Mental Health Day

Katherine — Thu, 20 Oct 2011 02:50:32 +0000

Now that looks like a girl who needs coffee. Last Friday I took the day off of work so that I could gallivant around the city with Dave. He had never been to Toronto Island before, so seeing that it was a GORGEOUS day out there, it was the destination of choice for the day.

Am I looking at you, or at the corner of the ceiling? Who knows?

April O’ Neil, Channel 3 Eyewitness News. Want to know my secret desire? To be the leader of the Foot Clan. I would kick ass, don’t EVEN deny it.

Dave trying to ‘teach’ me how to aim a camera. My face says it all. What’s with guys? Please teach me how to use that electronic device! I don’t know how, as I am a girl and scared.

And then I burst out laughing at the absurdity of it all.

I am aiming here, is it ok?

What an awesome day. We could not have asked for more beautiful weather to enjoy the Island. Look at dem crows feet! Smile eyes is my new PC term for eye wrinkles. I also have a PC term for gray hair: BRIGHT HAIR. Isn’t that brilliant? Even better is my sister’s best friend’s term: ARCTIC HIGHLIGHTS. OMG!! I bust a gut every time. Also I am an idiot. PC terms for wrinkles and hair?

Teeny tiny amongst the green. Soon enough it will be all white.

Shit. Can I look any more Macedonian? Fresh off the boat.

I love the streetcar. WAY more than the subway. It looks dark because we were underground (on the streetcar) at that moment. So there you have it, the most uninteresting thing I have ever said. Right there, on paper.

Love my lemon tea. It is very rare to see me without one.

China town! I love exploring this place. Actually, I need some lemon balm, or kava kava. Fights against anxiety and stress. Also, helps in concentration. I need these. Most likely I will find them here.

The Harbourfront. I am not changing the ‘U’ in harbour even though I am getting the squiggly lines. You can walk for miles along the harbour front and there are always awesome things to do in the Summer: free concerts, boat cruises, delicious restaurants, art exhibits…you name it. Love it here.

I would love to travel and work on deck on this thing for a while. I think since I want to join a circus, this would satisfy that itch for a bit.

Look at how freaking high. You know you can do a CN Tower EdgeWalk these days right? Yeah ok. I would barf up my soul, die, do a little jig, and then die again.

On the way to the ferry. It’s the best part of the Island. Worth it just to ride the ferry there and back.

This little area right before you go into the loading zone on the ferry docks will always remind me of concerts past. I have been to many shows on the island and the shuffle step of hundreds of people piling out of here at once is all too familiar.

Me, at 50. It’s ok, it’s the squinting. Speaking of me in the future and/ or past, I received an email from ‘No Sender’ dated December 31, 1969 and I told Dave it was me from the future, where I traveled back to the past, trying to send myself a message in the future. Turns out it was just a weird iPhone glitch. Sure. So they SAY.

Yay the ferry! Life jackets galore! This is good. Very good. Dave can’t swim.

Have I said this before? I effing love this city. If I linked back to every blog post where I said that, it would be a lot of links. The city of Toronto should pay me to be their spokesperson. I think there are two types of people who live in this city: the type that live here and never leave their homes and therefore hate it, and then the type to explore it and really get out of it what it has to offer. I happen to love it because I know what’s out there, already discovered and yet to discover.

Ahhh, the tranquility and nature of the island. Damn. There is a waiting list to live here you know. For a reason, as you can see.

We sat down to enjoy a picnic lunch by the water but the wasps were out of control. It’s October already! Go to sleep! The warm weather we have been experiencing has tricked them into staying awake longer. They are all dopey and therefore desperate. Which scares me a little bit. I have been stung a gazillion times before, and I think I might be getting more allergic. Does that make sense?

Autumn has barely touched the trees here.

Why do I look so awkward here?

There, that’s better. Much more natural.

Be back with part deux lickety split!

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Who Let the Sickness In?

Katherine — Tue, 04 Oct 2011 10:50:46 +0000

Guess what I did on Friday night?

I went bowling. It was Jess’s birthday on Wednesday (Happy Birthday Jessi!) and she wanted to go bowling. So we saved it for Friday and off we went. It was good too, because the week I had had made me want to throw things into other things and knock everything down.

There just might be a few people at my work place who drive me insane. Not going to go into why, just know that if you took everything that irritates you in the world and times’d it by a million, that’s how much these people irritate me. I ran out of there at 6PM like my ass was on fire because I needed to down the biggest beer I could find. Did that, and felt much better.

I won at losing. I choose to see the glass half full, thank you.

I love people watching at bowling alleys. You get all kinds. Apparently Friday night is date night. There was an older couple beside us that kept full on making out EVERY SINGLE TIME THEY HIT A PIN. Hey, I am not one to poo poo a cute love fest, but when you are practically taking each other’s clothes off, it’s time to leave and move on to the next part of the date man.

And then a young couple took their place once the older couple left to go bowling in bed, and you could tell it was the first date for them. SO AWKWARD. She kept doing this weird little dance every time she hit a few pins and he kept ignoring her and texting someone else. HE WILL DO THAT TO YOU FOR THE ENTIRE RELATIONSHIP, SO GET OUT NOW. Aren’t I just a dear Abby tonight?

Crazy face! I was drunk here. I was drowning my work woes, along with the fact that I was starting to feel crappy (and the full on sick hit me when the beer wore off), and the fact that it was FREEZING outside. Raining and windy and really, really cold. I felt winter in my bones people. Tonight is going to feel like -1 degree Celsius (30F). Brrr….so what do you guys say? Snow Watch 2011? Is it on?

These lights kept tripping me out. I kept seeing them out of the corner of my eye and I kept thinking that bowling balls were flying at my head. I kept ducking. A cool combo of the beer and my sick, spaced out brain was causing me to be delusional.

This is awesome, I know.

And then we stole someone else’s bowling thingy. I was Betty. That means I am hot.

On the way home, we decided to stop into a convenience store and pick up some ‘food’. I had to take a picture of this box of Cornflakes that was on the shelf because it is CREEPY. That kid is less cutesy and more Gage from Pet Semetary. How old is this box? Or is Kellogg’s (my nickname in high school) doing a throwback to the 60′s?

This hot dog was the only thing I wanted today. And then it made me want to barf.

I woke up today feeling like ass. Thanks people in the office who all got sick! I thought I would be able to fight this one off, but nope. My sore throat kept waking me up in the middle of the night. That only happens when I am really sick. I won’t go down easily though…vitamin C, echinacea, garlic pills and lots of herbal tea are my soldiers.

Sometimes when I am sick and delirious, I wear a bag on my head. Because that is how awesome I feel.

Look at this freaking cat. Cool way to sit. Her paws could punch you out.

I went and helped my sister at her new place today. I was supposed to help her move and it didn’t happen. She told me not to worry about it and just come by to help her later, so I did. Well, I didn’t so much help as stare at things and breath deep overwhelmed sighs all evening long. I would open a box, sort of shuffle the contents with my finger and decide it was too hard to sort through. This is what being sick does to me, I can’t deal. Normally I plow through shit until it’s done.

So tonight is all about my fuzzy slippers and video games. That is pumpkin beer you see there as well. I tried to drink it and just couldn’t stomach it.

I look like an old person who has never played video games before. ”Oh ok, like this deah?”.

Sunday’s agenda consists of coffee, bacon and eggs, a new book and pajamas all day. It’s going to be cold and rainy…a perfect day to stay inside.

Happy rest of your weekend!

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Changes

Katherine — Tue, 04 Oct 2011 01:50:44 +0000

Do you guys remember the feeling when your life changed? Not in a bad way or anything, but in a big way. For instance, my sister is moving to the city, and my parents are moving away. Not too far, only two hours or so, but they will be gone…off doing their own thing and having fun in their retirement years (thank god! It’s about time). I guess it’s just weird because my entire family will be spread out now. We are all going our own ways in life, and although we will see each other often, it just feels…strange. Maybe it’s the fact that I will never visit Orangeville again after Thanksgiving (my parents move afterwards) and I have lived/ gone back there since I was 11-years-old. So yeah, changes. Good ones, but changes nonetheless.

So, moving means helping with things. Things like painting and lifting. When my sister found her place here in the city, of course I offered to help her paint before she moved in. So that is what my Saturday consisted of…painting like a machine.

Before pictures: awesome white walls. My sister is going to kill me when she sees I posted this picture of her. I don’t know why…she looks great. Ready to paint!

I love how bright it is. It reminds me of mine and Dave’s old apartment. We miss that place like crazy!

My mouth is full of crackers. That is all we ate. We painted for 6 hours non-stop and all we ate was a mouthful of crackers. We barely drank a thing either, too busy to think about it I guess. Painting takes a lot out of you man. By the time we called it quits for the day we were tired, sore and covered in layers of paint. We decided on the easiest option when it came to food: McDonalds. I was getting all aggravated that EVERYONE was staring at us when we walked in there, and then I was like ‘oh right, we are sweaty and covered from head to toe in paint’. Sexy.

Look at that awesome neutral tan colour! It looks gorgeous!

Grey for the bedroom. I love this colour for a bedroom.

It was fucking HOT. So much for Fall weather, it was stifling that day. My hair was dripping wet (yeah, awesome) with sweat. It was brutal. I kept looking longingly outside, wishing I was out there with a cold lemonade, watching OTHER people paint my sister’s place.

I had to get as much window time as I could. I needed to cool down for a few minutes before tackling the next wall.

Look at my hair. It was curling and starting to frizz from the heat and my sweatiness. Are you guys grossed out yet that I keep talking about how sweaty I was?

After a long, hard day of just getting it all done, no talking, no complaining, my sister whined at convinced me to go back to Orangeville with her to party with her friends that night.

We got to my parents house at around 8:30 that evening, moaned a whole lot about our different aches and pains, and then decided to just go to bed. HA! We are such party animals. I crashed. HARD.

So the next day at my folks’ house, I was looking around and thinking that I would only ever come back here one more time when we all gather for Thanksgiving, and then that’s it. But I want to let you guys in on a secret: THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPY.

I hated Orangeville when we first moved there when I was a kid. And the hate NEVER WENT AWAY. Now, I hope that my Orangeville friends who read this don’t get offended, but it just never grew on me. We moved there from a much bigger city (it’s a really small town) and I was always an outsider. I was glad to leave it myself, first for university, and then for good when I moved to Toronto 6 years ago. I have always said that I thought Orangeville was built over a giant Indian burial ground, and if any of you watch horror movies, you know what that means.

Anyway, my point is that I decided to take some pictures of my parents disorganized and in the middle of a move house. Cool?

So my father is obsessed with plants.

He also built this fireplace and mantel himself. Well, the fireplace was already there, he just made it pretty all around.

I love my parents bedroom. It has windows like this on every wall. I used to wait at this window for my ex boyfriend to pick me up to go out and I would sigh impatiently and be incredibly annoyed because he was always late. Yeah, that went on for years. Now I am always late.

Jacuzzi bathtub in the middle of the room. I am definitely going to miss that.

The drive. Ha! As if we are dignitaries.

Oh look! It’s my parents pooch Chivas. Yeah, after the scotch. Love this little guy.

Oh and look! It’s the lawn where…yeah, I never did anything on this lawn ever. Nary a cartwheel or a hill roll.

This guy is the love of my life. His name is Felix, and he is a hundred years old (if you couldn’t tell). He is the sweetest guy and he own my heart…he has lived a long, eventful life and I think time for him has slowed down as much as it will. He is living out the rest of his days in patches of sunshine, eating the dog’s food. No one shoos him away from it because, well, look at him. You can almost see Death grinning on his shoulder.

My dad built this ramp for our potbelly pig, Priscilla. She was really big and fat and couldn’t walk down stairs so he built her a ramp into the backyard where she could dig up the grass as much as she wanted to. She lived in the house and so would whine to go out, just like a dog. Pigs are smart. I miss that fat piggy, she was a funny girl. I was telling a story today about how she ate the pepper spray out of my purse. Just chomped right on down and busted the canister and ate it. That was AFTER she sprinkled it on my books, bedspread and whatever else was on the floor in my bedroom. Because she ate all those things too. No we didn’t eat her, but that day I wanted to!

My sweet old guy.

Peekaboo!

Sunday we went back to Krista’s new place and did it all again. Needless to say, I was pretty wiped by Sunday night. As you can tell by the amazing picture below. At least I am clean in it. Wait, no, I’m not.

This Saturday, it’s moving day! Guess who got suckered into helping?

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Infinity…

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Upward looking at the New City Hall Tower, Nathan Phillips Square, downtown Toronto, Ontario, Canada

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Getting Souzed

Katherine — Wed, 21 Sep 2011 15:06:01 +0000

Last night Dave and I went out with our friends Di and James. Love them HARD. Sounds perverted. It is.

We started out at our local hole in the wall, hanging out on the patio, but Di knew that if she got a few drinks in me that she could drag my ass elsewhere. Which is what ended up happening. We hopped in a cab and she took us to one of her many amazing discoveries, Souz Dal.

This place is super dark, all candlelit and inviting. I can imagine walking by on a blistery winter night and wanting to nip in for something to warm your bones. In other words, awesome.

Di was like, whoa scary face! And of course I had to post it. That’s not a scary face, that’s my real face. I walk around looking psycho surprised at all times. And Dave looks timid and hunched over, like I am about to hurt him. Again.

There you go. Dave looks no different.

Seriously, love these two like family.

Inside of the bar. Dark and lovely. The bartendress was amazing and sweet. She also almost spilled Glenlivet on me, which made me like her more. Because that’s something I would do. One time I worked in a restaurant and spilled an entire large coke on a guy’s lap. I was so apologetic and instantly dropped to me knees to clean things up that he found me endearing. He even left me a big tip. SOME people in this world are pretty cool.

Di ordered me a martini based on the fact that the name of it sounds the same as a map in Call of Duty. THIS IS WHY I LOVE HER.

Oh my god. There was a fortune cookie in my drink. It’s these kinds of things that make me love life.

We went out on the patio so Di could breath in some fresh air (hmmmm) and I loved it. It’s like a little mini haven out there. It was FREEZING last night. Like, close to 0 degrees Celsius. Really close. Until your body gets used to it there is a lot of shivering and chattering of teeth and solidarity with strangers who smile and give you understanding looks. I don’t even remember when it went from hot to cold. It just happened overnight. There was no easing into it, and now the cold feels normal. Sigh. I know winter is coming because I turn into a ravenous bear who needs to eat everything in sight. As soon as I take the last bite of a meal my belly is rumbling for the next. Can’t wait to hibernate.

Got home kind of late, and I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to get up. I was really tired but I did it. We watched some t.v. when we got home before we went to bed and it was so cold in our apartment that I couldn’t concentrate on what we were watching. I just wanted to crawl under the covers.

See? Mittens. And a scarf. Currently my fingers are screaming at me because they are too cold to move limberly across the keys.

Trees are still green, but they are dull. So many of them have already starting turning.

Aww yeah. That’s my taking a shit face. Just kidding. It would be weird to constantly smile while you took a poop.

With the cold weather comes the slippery elm. Lozenges for a sore throat. They are nature’s gentle lubricant after all. Pervy. Do you think that 15 people sat around a boardroom thinking up a slogan and when one guy was like, “I’ve got it! Nature’s Gentle Lubricant!”, everyone giggled behind their hands but no one said anything because they didn’t want to seem immature? I probably would have said something.

I like the dainty lace sleeves.

I was like, ‘give me sexy Dave!’. Sigh…he is a natural.

Speeeaaaking of sexay….

HOT. SHIT.

After work I was like time for a hot chocolate. Fall Watch 2011 has revealed more evidence of leaves changing colour. Do you see them poking out there?

Ok, so maybe I wasn’t fully awake when I got dressed this morning. Striped green shirt, flowery brown socks and plaid shoes??? Well….whatever it kind of works. In an eccentric crazy person kind of way. One time I was downtown and I was wearing crazy socks with my crazy flats and I heard someone say, “I LOVE your sock and shoe combination!” and when I looked up to say thank you I saw that it was a crazy eccentric hippie woman with wild hair wearing all the colours of the rainbow.

Goodbye sun. You were strong for months, and now it’s time to rest.

So we went to a well known coffee shop for the hot chocolate. A place that rhymes with BARFUCKS. I took a picture of these neat thingies hanging on the wall and the girl behind the counter was like, “Uhhh..you are not allowed to take pictures. BARFUCKS WILL SUE YOU.” Ok, first of all, I am an asshole teenager in my way of thinking, and you just told me NOT to do something. This means I am most likely going to go ahead and do it. She went on and on about policy and the website and blah blah crap blah, and I was like, “Cool. How corporate”. And the guy next to her was trying to reason with her inane chatter, and she kept going on and on. Whatever.

Haha! Seriously. How do my parents put up with me?

Oh but that salted caramel goodness is hard to stay mad at. I got lactose free milk (lactose intolerance what what?!) and it still killed me. Like, in an intense way. What does this mean? I am being serious here…if anyone knows the answer to this please let me know. I saw him use lactose free milk, so that is not the answer lazy asses.

Fun times. I have a busy weekend planned, a FUN busy weekend that I can’t wait for. So stay tuned for that! We have to make the most of these snow free weekends while we can!

Have a great Friday night!

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Reflections…

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The sky high above The Atrium on Bay building, corner of Bay and Dundas, downtown Toronto, Ontario, Canada

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The Taxi…

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A Beck’s Taxi zooms through the intersection at Yonge & College.
Toronto, Ontario, Canada

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The Ritz Carlton

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Looking straight up at the new Ritz Carlton Hotel (on the left) on Front Street, Toronto, Ontario, Canada

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Maroon 5 in Toronto

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freeze! don’t move.

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Thanks, Jack (part 2)

Patrick — Sat, 27 Aug 2011 19:22:05 +0000

Jack Layton, former Toronto Councillor and deputy mayor (and most recently leader of the NDP), lying in state at City Hall on Friday night was surrounded by an outpouring of support.

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Thanks, Jack (part 1)

Patrick — Sat, 27 Aug 2011 18:55:11 +0000

Sarah and I went to see Jack Layton on Friday evening as he lay in state at City Hall. The outpouring of support was impressive.

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s i d e w a l k . s o m e r s a u l t s

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I See A Boring Blog Post

Katherine — Sat, 27 Aug 2011 16:50:31 +0000

That’s supposed to be like, “I see dead people”, from the Sixth Sense. Ugh. I am not funny. I know.

It’s been a SLOOOOOW week in bloggieville. Sorry about that. Insert whatever you think may be wrong with me here……..and sure, that’s what it is.

I have been a tired sack of shit. That is what’s really wrong. My own fault. Very much so. I am a child who doesn’t want to go to bed, who needs one more drink of water, who REALLY has to pee this time. So yeah….tired sack.

Which is going to get me in big shit at work, because I am late EVERYDAY. Not like, 5 minutes late. More like half an hour to an hour late. I was improving for a while there because a few weeks ago I got in serious shit for the same problem. Now, I am back to being a delinquent. Sigh….some people aren’t cut out for desk jobs you know? I may be late everyday, but I stay for my 8 hours and I am exceptional at my job…so cut me some fucking slack. Frigging suits.

Anyway, this is me making love to my tea. I hate the term ‘making love’. It’s so gross and perverted.

My mouth in this picture reminds me of when I was 11 and I got braces. You know that weird, there-is-something-too-big-in-my-mouth-and-its-making-my-upper-lip-stick-out look. Oh my god. That sentence is dirty. Anyway, I had crazy brace face for a while at first. Think Katy Perry in that Last Friday Night video.

For like, FOUR HOURS today I was sweating like a fucking pig at my desk, falling asleep, feeling woozy. I kept asking myself why I was so freaking hot, wondering if I had a fever. I finally thought to get up and check the thermostat and someone had turned it up to NINETY DEGREES. Who the? What the? WHY THE? It is August? Not sure I understand. And of course when I questioned the people who work down there about it, NO ONE KNEW WHO DID IT. Of course. It’s the same mysterious creature who forgets to replace the toilet paper roll in the bathroom, who throws paper towels on the floor, and who leaves every single light on, We will name him LIAR.

I am dirty garbage chic right now. Too effing lazy to remove my chipped nail polish. I really am Kato circa 1991.

My sister bought me a Fossil clutch. Can’t wait for the Fall so I can bust this thing out.

TIIIIIRRREEEDDDD.

So alright. Some randomness thrown into the post. Our bedroom is COLD people. And I don’t mean brrr. I mean uninviting. Not comfortable. Something needs to be done about this ASAP.

I have decided that this space here needs to be turned into a walk-in closet for yours truly. This is the best idea I have ever had.

Oh shit! Look who it is in the monkey pajamas! You know I want a walk in closet to store all my pjs right?. Ha! Just kidding.

Not many places to put our furniture, as the walls are all slanty. This bed frame HAS to go. It’s way too bulky for this room. We need to go back to basics and buy something that places our bed as close to the floor as possible, as we have figured out that we don’t like grown up high up beds. I think Ikea is the way to go.

The garbage corner, AKA Dave’s corner. Where dead and dying stuff accumulates and never leaves. WHY? WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS BOYS?

My grandfather’s dresser, most likely dated from the 1800s. It’s crazy falling apart on the inside. I have had it for 20 years. Getting my clothes into and out of it is a huge feat. This also needs to be replaced. If my mom is feeling sentimental she can take it back and it can continue to rot in her house.

AHH! And then the BANE OF MY EXISTENCE!! Litter boxes in the bedroom. I mean, they are necessary when you have cats, but I wish they were more self sufficient then just shitting on some rocks in a box. At least the room is quite big and they are pushed in a corner. We scoop them almost everyday, because who wants to smell cat poop when you are sleeping? We need to come up with a solution here as well, where you can’t see them. Put up a room divider or something. Something pretty and flowery.

Look…I made the picture pink so that you wouldn’t be too grossed out. I am a saint.

Oh right. I had a point to this post, somewhere. So yesterday I took the day off work because I wasn’t feeling well, and from the time I woke up to around 2AM the next morning, Toronto was under a severe thunderstorm warning and tornado watch. We had the weather network on all day following the storm and making sure that we weren’t going to be hit with some craziness. We ended up with just a big storm and a scary light show.

I am pretty terrified of lightening, so I was definitely facing a fear by doing this. I was clutching the camera in my hands in a death grip, thinking the entire time that I was going to be struck at any moment. You can see towards the end of the video a particularly violent fork of lightening zigzag across the sky, and I quickly pull away from the window. Haha! Such a baby.

The shittier version of the video above.

Coolness. I hope you all enjoyed this shiteous post.

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ROM Edge View…

TCL Flickr Pool — Sat, 27 Aug 2011 14:50:03 +0000

Froz’n Motion / Cameron MacMaster has added a photo to the pool:

Side view of the ROM Crystal, downtown Toronto, Ontario, Canada.

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Only in Toronto!

TCL Flickr Pool — Sat, 27 Aug 2011 13:42:22 +0000

PearldotKom has added a photo to the pool:

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Oakley and the compassionate tat

Patrick — Fri, 26 Aug 2011 22:44:55 +0000

So there’s this guy I’ve been chatting with on Twitter over the last couple of days named Troy Oakley (@OakleyInc) who convinced me that maybe, just maybe, not all conservatives are heartless jerks.

Okay, so it might seem like I’m name dropping here — Troy did after all manage to land country-wide headlines today over this little bit of body art:

…but that’s not the case. You see, our discussion started around the awful direction that the conservatives seem to be heading in in this country. Everyone from Rob Ford to Steven Harper come across as callous axe-wielding maniacs bent on destroying every vestige of humanity in this great country.

Then, almost as if by magic, Troy stepped out of the Twitterverse and agreed with me, all the while claiming he was also a conservative. He even admired the recently departed Jack Layton of the NDP party (the mainstream Commies of the Canadian political spectrum) — someone almost anathema to the Progressive Conservatives.

I was, like, come again?

Yup, seems like you can still believe in not wasting money, being responsible, and all that other stuff without being a bloodthirsty bureaucrat. In fact, the final words Layton wrote as he was on his deathbed resonated with Troy so much that he had them tattooed on his arm. And I gotta say, despite being generally averse to marking up my own flesh, this is something I could never fault anyone for etching on their skin. Beats the hell out of meaningless Chinese symbols or fancy geometric patterns.

And holy fuck if it doesn’t give me hope for the future.

If you happen to be around tonight, tune in to Newstalk 1010 at around 9:45 to hear an interview with Troy, or just pick up a paper tomorrow and read about how the world may not quite be ready to go to hell in a hand basket just yet.

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Only in Toronto!

TCL Flickr Pool — Wed, 24 Aug 2011 16:50:09 +0000

PearldotKom has added a photo to the pool:

The Trash Art @ Kensington

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