im listening to the canadian government apologize for one hundred years of cultural genocide on stolen land.....and i dont really know what to say. sometimes apologies aren't enough. 80,000 students. 132 schools. and so much fucking trauma. so much fight for hope. so much pain. so much survival.

my heart is sitting in my throat right now.

The Fat Femme Mafia is holding our annual Fat Flea Market this Sunday at the Gladstone Hotel, on Queen St. West in Toronto from 10am-5pm ( Read more... )

looks like the weather is not on my side today.
no fun.

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1.job. good.
2.winter. okay. snow is better when you lie in it.
3.health. good.
4.home. good.
5.heart. sigh. good.

and oh. friends (thats 6). always.

i think maybe this february ill be okay.

fuck. i love good shows!!!

my housemates made a rule today. only 4 pairs of shoes on the first floor.

where are the other 400 pairs that i own gonna go?

shit.

i had no idea mowing a lawn was so much work.

i'm desperate to get out of the city. all of me wants to take off right now.

a tree full of cherries in my backyard. really good cherries, and i am so not going to be able to eat them all....

everyone should pretend they are in the country or something, and come over and pick some. its worth it. actually.

our beets are growing!!!