nothing but a boring shade of blue...
it's been a while since I've jut sat and written anything about the happening s these days.
It's been an eventful weekend, and a whirlwind week before that. I can start with today because it holds the most recent appeal . I started the morning beautifully, waking up in a fully made bed from the day before an hour before my alarm clock went off. I was smiling, which I almost never do in the morning. The day went smoothly, cutting and coloring hair while taking pictures on the computer and having girl talk with 15 yr old girls with loud and loose mouths. Three of my favorite clients in a row, work wasn't work at all really. the giggle fest was over and I was left with a random day of running into friends who've moved away, falling asleep in east van on friends couches and unbelievably cute text messages. after bowing out in an altered half sleeping state I tried out the art of long distance phone calls. I have to admit, I'm so incredibly awkward, but I'm hoping it holds a certain element of charm.
let me explain, I started the weekend on the thursday with the last set of a sold out show to young teens who all knew all the words to songs that have only had a week long life span. showing up with a bag of things to cut hair that look like tools for slitting wrists , I had one small purpose and not an once of extra energy. I had to spare everything I had fighting with the prince on the front steps of the morrissey, which ended in a bag of things being left in the hallway. my mood went from excited to damp at best, but I pulled on and cut the nervous locks with wet eyes and a runny nose.. god gave me the worst sleep imaginable that night. work was a sick day and I'm sure there are some people out there who are fiercely angry but they should be happy I ever make it there with how I've been feeling lately. the day was satisfying and the show that night blew me away, so much so that I have no clever descriptive ways to phrase it's excellence. most memorable voice since the Constantine's . after a failed parking attempt at the morrissey, yes two nights in a row, there was the worlds most terrible goodbye followed by the most movie-esque chain of events.
Now there are two people out there who'll likely never see the end of brick, I hear it's epic.
that's about as good as I can tell a story right now. I'm tired and my ears are ringing with songs ohia, over and over and over, even on the way home, which took way longer than it should. I felt as if I was truly apart of people's days, over hearing everything and letting smiles go like fireworks four times too many down in english bay.
it's sad when the only thing that spoils your mood is blenz's wireless being down.
it's sad when the thought of having to go to work in two days can make you just want to curl up and not go out. It's something about salon life that makes my toes curl. I love so many of my clients, and cutting hair is something I'm so thankful I can do for money, but it makes me panic. I've never been fond of this city, I don't want to feel like I owe it anything, and thus I'm going to plan some trips with option hunting in mind. remember ontario friends how i've promised over and over about how my next trip was for you? well my next trip is for you. Christmas will by about taking in my family, and taking out my friends. I know I'll be so broke it's unreal but at least I'll get to see my friends for who they are instead of on tour, and the cities from a perspective as if I lived there. I can't wait for you polluted alleys, I can't wait for you white christmas.
and on that note goodnight.
see you all, soon enough.
-jesse
It's been an eventful weekend, and a whirlwind week before that. I can start with today because it holds the most recent appeal . I started the morning beautifully, waking up in a fully made bed from the day before an hour before my alarm clock went off. I was smiling, which I almost never do in the morning. The day went smoothly, cutting and coloring hair while taking pictures on the computer and having girl talk with 15 yr old girls with loud and loose mouths. Three of my favorite clients in a row, work wasn't work at all really. the giggle fest was over and I was left with a random day of running into friends who've moved away, falling asleep in east van on friends couches and unbelievably cute text messages. after bowing out in an altered half sleeping state I tried out the art of long distance phone calls. I have to admit, I'm so incredibly awkward, but I'm hoping it holds a certain element of charm.
let me explain, I started the weekend on the thursday with the last set of a sold out show to young teens who all knew all the words to songs that have only had a week long life span. showing up with a bag of things to cut hair that look like tools for slitting wrists , I had one small purpose and not an once of extra energy. I had to spare everything I had fighting with the prince on the front steps of the morrissey, which ended in a bag of things being left in the hallway. my mood went from excited to damp at best, but I pulled on and cut the nervous locks with wet eyes and a runny nose.. god gave me the worst sleep imaginable that night. work was a sick day and I'm sure there are some people out there who are fiercely angry but they should be happy I ever make it there with how I've been feeling lately. the day was satisfying and the show that night blew me away, so much so that I have no clever descriptive ways to phrase it's excellence. most memorable voice since the Constantine's . after a failed parking attempt at the morrissey, yes two nights in a row, there was the worlds most terrible goodbye followed by the most movie-esque chain of events.
Now there are two people out there who'll likely never see the end of brick, I hear it's epic.
that's about as good as I can tell a story right now. I'm tired and my ears are ringing with songs ohia, over and over and over, even on the way home, which took way longer than it should. I felt as if I was truly apart of people's days, over hearing everything and letting smiles go like fireworks four times too many down in english bay.
it's sad when the only thing that spoils your mood is blenz's wireless being down.
it's sad when the thought of having to go to work in two days can make you just want to curl up and not go out. It's something about salon life that makes my toes curl. I love so many of my clients, and cutting hair is something I'm so thankful I can do for money, but it makes me panic. I've never been fond of this city, I don't want to feel like I owe it anything, and thus I'm going to plan some trips with option hunting in mind. remember ontario friends how i've promised over and over about how my next trip was for you? well my next trip is for you. Christmas will by about taking in my family, and taking out my friends. I know I'll be so broke it's unreal but at least I'll get to see my friends for who they are instead of on tour, and the cities from a perspective as if I lived there. I can't wait for you polluted alleys, I can't wait for you white christmas.
and on that note goodnight.
see you all, soon enough.
-jesse