A: When it goes out in daylight, sees itself in a mirror, doesn’t drink human blood, and still manages to suck.
Twilight.
P.S. If you didn't know, I'm living with a billet family for ten days in Strathroy. I'll post a better entry soon.
Monday 24 November 2008
Monday 17 November 2008
Post-Apocalyptic Strathvegas
O god, why have you forsaken mini Sin City?
So apparently, it's a normal thing that the town floods every year.
The local park with swings and soccer park is, I kid you not, SUBMERGED in water.
I had to walk to the grocery store today (yes, I am a house manager this week) and anything lower than the road is -flooded-. It's so cool.
I want to build a raft and pretend I'm in Venice and drift along with all the geese and ducks (who still haven't left for some reason).
Saddest point of my day:
I'm walking along, and the lake next to me (which used to be a small-ish forest) has got a bunch of geese drifting along happily (even though the water must be terribly cold). And on a whim, they all start flying away!
Ah, almost all of them fly away.
One goose is left behind, and perhaps because of some injury, it is unable to fly! It flaps its wings helplessly, and bellows out this horrifying cry of despair while the other geese fly away. And everything was silent except for this one goose crying desperately over and over again. So depressing.
In other news (much happier, I must say), I met my billeting family today!
They are so awesome.
They have a pet snake, and some kittens.
They're all a happy family, they have a young daughter, and the dad is a gamer!
Oh em gee, after two months of almost no video gamez, I can ease my cravings with the latest technologiez in gaming! Yeeeee!
And they're gonna be taking me to London - to CIVILIZATION!
We might even go see a movie - bear in mind Strathvegas doesn't even have a movie theatre.
It's going to be an awesome ten days.
I leave Thursday.
Farewell in joyfulness,
So apparently, it's a normal thing that the town floods every year.
The local park with swings and soccer park is, I kid you not, SUBMERGED in water.
I had to walk to the grocery store today (yes, I am a house manager this week) and anything lower than the road is -flooded-. It's so cool.
I want to build a raft and pretend I'm in Venice and drift along with all the geese and ducks (who still haven't left for some reason).
Saddest point of my day:
I'm walking along, and the lake next to me (which used to be a small-ish forest) has got a bunch of geese drifting along happily (even though the water must be terribly cold). And on a whim, they all start flying away!
Ah, almost all of them fly away.
One goose is left behind, and perhaps because of some injury, it is unable to fly! It flaps its wings helplessly, and bellows out this horrifying cry of despair while the other geese fly away. And everything was silent except for this one goose crying desperately over and over again. So depressing.
In other news (much happier, I must say), I met my billeting family today!
They are so awesome.
They have a pet snake, and some kittens.
They're all a happy family, they have a young daughter, and the dad is a gamer!
Oh em gee, after two months of almost no video gamez, I can ease my cravings with the latest technologiez in gaming! Yeeeee!
And they're gonna be taking me to London - to CIVILIZATION!
We might even go see a movie - bear in mind Strathvegas doesn't even have a movie theatre.
It's going to be an awesome ten days.
I leave Thursday.
Farewell in joyfulness,
Karma Aspiration Linger Entity Iodine Darwin Overcast
Ulysses Grievous Hawt Spectre Citron Ophilia Philharmonic Eyeless
Saturday 15 November 2008
Penelope
Penelope!
Who are you?
I don't know who you are!
Do you know what's sad, Penelope?
The corn, the cornfields! They're RAZED! GONE! All I see are small cut stalks, an endless field of cut stalks!
WHY?
There is no cover anymore!
You can't drift into the corn, you can't get lost there!
All there is: flat.
Flat, you can walk through it, but what's the point?
All around you, all you see, is flat, with bits of corn stalks lying there.
Penelope, you must fix this at once.
Or maybe, maybe, Penelope, I should walk to the farther corn fields.
Maybe the farmers there are lazy, or are considerate of my feelings for corn.
Hey Penelope, I sleep under a corn, you know.
Yes, yes you know what I did?
I green taped a corn to the wall next to me.
It has no face - it's empty.
But that's alright, the corn is devoid of a face, but that's because the corn is my canvas.
I sleep beside a canvas.
Maybe in the morning one day I'll wake up and see into the corn, and instead of a blank corn canvas, I shall see it filled.
Penelope, one day, that corn will be a completed canvas.
But until then, it's just a piece of corn plastered with green tape stuck to a wall, which one day will fall while I'm having a nightmare and will no doubt save me from my worst trip yet.
Who are you?
I don't know who you are!
Do you know what's sad, Penelope?
The corn, the cornfields! They're RAZED! GONE! All I see are small cut stalks, an endless field of cut stalks!
WHY?
There is no cover anymore!
You can't drift into the corn, you can't get lost there!
All there is: flat.
Flat, you can walk through it, but what's the point?
All around you, all you see, is flat, with bits of corn stalks lying there.
Penelope, you must fix this at once.
Or maybe, maybe, Penelope, I should walk to the farther corn fields.
Maybe the farmers there are lazy, or are considerate of my feelings for corn.
Hey Penelope, I sleep under a corn, you know.
Yes, yes you know what I did?
I green taped a corn to the wall next to me.
It has no face - it's empty.
But that's alright, the corn is devoid of a face, but that's because the corn is my canvas.
I sleep beside a canvas.
Maybe in the morning one day I'll wake up and see into the corn, and instead of a blank corn canvas, I shall see it filled.
Penelope, one day, that corn will be a completed canvas.
But until then, it's just a piece of corn plastered with green tape stuck to a wall, which one day will fall while I'm having a nightmare and will no doubt save me from my worst trip yet.
Karma Aspiration Linger Entity Iodine Darwin Overcast
Ulysses Grievous Hawt Spectre Citron Ophilia Philharmonic Eyeless
Monday 10 November 2008
From the Centre of the Universe to the centre of Nothingness in four hours.
Back in Strathvegas.
I'm feeling pretty good.
I had a most marvelous time in Toronto with my lovely friends.
Toronto is amazing.
A cliche is once again reborn: You never know what you've got till it's gone.
Toronto is AWESOME.
The high rise buildings.
The streets, the many many streets.
The people, the diversity.
THE AMOUNT OF THINGS OPEN AFTER 8:00 PM.
Toronto really is a wonderful city. I've missed being in the centre of the universe. It was a breath of fresh air to see so much activity, even if it was for only 48 hours.
I guess this makes Strathvegas look like a shithole.
It's not that bad here, really. Obviously it's a big change, but well, it's not like I'm choking 24/7 because I'm in the middle of the nowhere.
I certainly would NOT be able to live here permanently. I'd get sick of it, sick sick sick of it. I don't think I'd ever get sick of Toronto, it's massive. And awesome.
Have I ever told you how much I've missed Toronto?
I'm feeling pretty good.
I had a most marvelous time in Toronto with my lovely friends.
Toronto is amazing.
A cliche is once again reborn: You never know what you've got till it's gone.
Toronto is AWESOME.
The high rise buildings.
The streets, the many many streets.
The people, the diversity.
THE AMOUNT OF THINGS OPEN AFTER 8:00 PM.
Toronto really is a wonderful city. I've missed being in the centre of the universe. It was a breath of fresh air to see so much activity, even if it was for only 48 hours.
I guess this makes Strathvegas look like a shithole.
It's not that bad here, really. Obviously it's a big change, but well, it's not like I'm choking 24/7 because I'm in the middle of the nowhere.
I certainly would NOT be able to live here permanently. I'd get sick of it, sick sick sick of it. I don't think I'd ever get sick of Toronto, it's massive. And awesome.
Have I ever told you how much I've missed Toronto?
Karma Aspiration Linger Entity Iodine Darwin Overcast
Ulysses Grievous Hawt Spectre Citron Ophilia Philharmonic Eyeless.
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