it only takes one person to ruin a perfectly perfect day.

this blog should be called "me in various places"

you can see the scar on my lip from when i "HI WAYNE!!"d it into the back of a car. you will say you can't see it but i know you can!! i'm not stupid. it shows up in nearly every picture of me so it must be visible to the naked eye. anyway. we've taken to watching the 2pm baseball games in christie pitts on sundays. so fun. tons of people, all trying to hide either their beer cans or doobies from the little kids running around. there is also usually an ice cream truck involved, automatic A+.

Legs LaRue (i did not give myself that name) is up to no good.

stella is coming out of her shell even more this year. it's taken a loooong time. what happened to you little meerkat? who hurt you? i'll kill them (i would).

if you make your hand this shape and wiggle your fingers she'll come over for a scratch.





if you would be so kind as to refrain from pointing your butt in my face's direction while i'm eating...

ah the underwear drawer. who can resist it? her tiny paws kill me. this is what she does when we're trying to trim her nails. she just brings her little chicken wings in real tight and won't let me get a good hold on em. the gentlest cat you've ever met.

this day we spent too long getting ice cream and missed the game. it's ok because it's equally as good when it's just you and your man and the sun.

we will probably be there this sunday again. i'll check the schedule.

just checking in to demonstrate how well i match the livingroom









this is the big tree in the middle of christie pitts. it's basically an ent.




salvador darling. now when i go to the washroom at bars people are going to be wondering if i'm taking a picture of myself. chances are, if the mirror looks like this, then i am.



this is generally what breakfast looks like around here.




this is what scottish shortbread looks like around here. the banana was not involved.





NOOO! YOU CAN'T TAKE MY COUCH!!!




we did anyway.







cats.

today i realized that sometime in may, my camera took IMG_9999, and i'm back at zero. do i need to do anything? is there a series of numbers to press?

if you knew me back then

i've been thinking a lot about what it means that we have a permanent (public) archive of who we are at the moment. the upside is that we can track our progression through life. the downside is that who we are "at the moment" changes constantly and rapidly-given that we might not want to be represented by what our old selves thought should represent us.

for example, who knew that i would one day not want a naked picture of myself in the bathtub on the internet? not me, obviously. because there it is.

just a couple things.

this is my favourite rug. it's so cute. i've washed it a million times.

finally finished the big spice project. got new jars, threw out old stuff, made sure i have everything i use regularly at my fingertips. i figure if it looks pretty i'm more likely to use it.

saved this from the garbage on a run. yes, i ran home with this under my arm.

oh, hello.

goodnight.

i spent the weekend being not very stoked on life. hopefully my attitude picks up, i don't have time for moping around. busy woman is busy.

remember spring?

this guy was just munchin on some wood





i felt bad for this guy, his lady friend was clearly uninterested.




sigh sigh sigh. if only these lasted for more than a week i would have more than one semi-decent photo of me frolicking amongst them.





today is high 22 so i'm wearing jeans. i get cold easily, especially when biking around.

this month has been insane for school work. constant deadlines. it's the worst. i miss my friends!