[ Shaz ]

She was dressed in a lot of white, like a lot, like 3 sweaters and socks with pompoms on them and baby pink sweat pants she had rolled up over her knees…

But she was so into white that she had smudged white paint on her legs.

And me wearing a lot of black got some lovely sneering looks from her.

I guess I wasn’t the yin to her yang?

After awhile she started humming to herself and then she started picking at the white posters and the gum on the back of the seat.

Go on, say it with me now: EWWWWW

Anyways I just had the suckiest eye doctor appointment ever so I need to go sleep off the dilation stuff.

Thanks jerkass, way to leave a diabetic hanging.

I didn’t do an essay because I didn’t feel like it and my prof said I can hand it in whenever, she didn’t care she was just back from Hawaii and didn’t want to teach.

Well that’s great, but… since when can teachers afford to spontaneously fly out to Hawaii for 2 weeks?

In that same class Andie and I had to give a presentation about gay marriage and it’s rights and blah blah course outline stuff blah blah, we kinda skipped all that and just played the Prop 8 musical.

Easiest A ever, Neil Patrick Harris is good for school.

Continuing on with my youtubing addiction:

(some rap is good for you kids)

Now who wants to try to explain why the fuck Avril Lavigne got to sing two songs during the closing ceremonies and everyone else sang one?

And why the hell didn’t I do my homework this break?

And where was Roch Mothersmurfing Voisine!?
My grade 3 French teacher is probably having a conniption that he wasn’t singing tonight.

Pauvre Mme Hurtebuise.

The line-ups for the skytrains were over an hour long by then too so we kept waiting them out.

I have an asston of photos on my flickr that I won’t blog, or else this post will be miles long.

I wanna go back and see a few more houses next week before it’s all shut down, but for now I sleep.

Sleep is good.

I’ve been walking the puppers there a lot lately, cuz it’s hard to during the rainy times and it’s just unbearable in the summer since it’s ground zero for mosquito feedings.

I’m just too precious to be eaten alive.

Today we found a few burnt twigs and what looks like a snail barbecue.
The crows around here are too smart for their own good if they’ve learned how to cook over fire.

For whatever reason he kept pausing to just stare at nothingness.
I mean, at least I looked at squirrels, but he didn’t care for them.
Such a weirdo.

Next Hallowe’en we’re gonna dress up and hang out on this bridge.
I’ll be the Gandalf and he can be the balrog.

Flowers blooming in the dead of winter.
Why is it called the dead of winter?
Where and when is the alive of winter?

Security patrol?
Sniffed around the entire play structure and when I let him off the leash he went for a slide.

Finally on the way back home pupper’s found me a valentines card, he looked so happy with himself after I took the photo.

You may now commence “d’awww”ing.