echoic mimic

I don't know what the hell T.S. Eliot was talking ...

I don't know what the hell T.S. Eliot was talking about - February is definitely the cruellest month. Mood swings and depression abound and term papers loom and tiger editors tear apart articles and the weather keeps your shoulders hunched and your head bowed. A couple more hours slaving at this computer and I’m going to go outside, hope there’s a bit of spring left from the past couple days – that muddy smell – and attend a yoga class to soothe the shakes.

last night my lovelee roomate and I went out for m...

last night my lovelee roomate and I went out for martinis (shirley and purple haze, respectively) and then, dancing. there were many songs to get excited about and remind me of music, such as pulp, the smiths, bjork, belle & sebastian, the white stripes, and all those brit pop tunes i can sing along with from past dancing escapades. with a michael jackson tune thrown in for good measure to creep everyone out. and like the aforementioned roommate i’ve been getting back into music. cds currently populating my player include neko case, will oldham, clem snide, bjork, the sadies, sigur ros, and honey is cool.

i’ve been meaning to update this little place. forces have been conspiring over the past month or more to keep me away from all things internet. tomorrow begins my reading week and today i stayed inside all day, relaxing and listening, reading and writing whatever came my way, for the first time in ages. tomorrow morning i must go check out some crazy teapots for an article i’m writing.

also, i don't have the patience for html and such codes as i once did. why does it now say 'poseur' where it once said 'comments'?

Mel's announcement, fresh from the radio waves: "I...

Mel's announcement, fresh from the radio waves: "I have decided that this will be my last year in office because, ladies and gentlemen, Toronto's future is secure."

Feeling very domestic. I just finished baking veg...

Feeling very domestic. I just finished baking vegan oatmeal banana carob cookies and doing dishes while listening to the CBC radio coverage of the Mel Lastman conference. He's expected to announce that he won't run for Toronto mayor next year. Mel just finished waxing a love song to Toronto. In a weird way it reminded me of Woody Allen's Manhattan. Despite the sound clips of his recent bloopers, the coverage is succeeding in impressing me with all his accomplishments.

Now I'm going to get back to working on a screenplay assignment for tonight and reading Annie Hall for inspiration. I've recently discovered an interest in reading/writing drama and screenplays, especially dramatic verse, poetry in verse that is...a fun intersection between prose and poetry. I want to incorporate these forms into my collage collection.

It was snowing when I touched down in Fredericton ...

It was snowing when I touched down in Fredericton and it poured poured poured that afternoon as my mother and I went to the health food store and the video store to stock up for the week. I was delighted to find my favourite gluten-free cereal and brand of miso on Fredericton shelves.

My parents recently installed a wood stove in the living room, so the coldest and most deserted room in the house has become the most popular. I've spent most of my time curled up in front of the fire reading reading reading and pounding poetry into my laptop while consuming cup upon cup of herbal tea.

What with the fresher air in Fredericton and the incredibly comfy bed where I always sleep long & better and being whisked away from Toronto pressures into a stress-free no obligation lifestyle, I always find my complection clears up noticeably within a few days of arrival.

Tonight I hope to find my dear oldest pal Jill and go play.

Uh-oh. I fear the wrath of an oncoming sickness. ...

Uh-oh. I fear the wrath of an oncoming sickness. I've been taking my echanaciea and vitamin C dutifully. But the girl who's always freezing is suddenly overly warm and I've had an ache in my head for at least a week.

I've a few more days of Toronto play before I head home to Fredericton land, where I'll remain for two and a half weeks. I'm slightly apprehensive about such an extended visit home, as I don't think I've been home for more than a week and a half since I moved out two and a half years ago.