I need a new tattoo
I need to leave the house

So, in case you hadn't heard, I've landed in Ottawa and it's pretty alright. Ok, no, I'm in Nepean, which is not Ottawa, but close enough, and campus and grocery stores and Nick are right nearby. All my stuff has finally landed by bus or mail, although I think our mailman is kind of evil. He was supersweet at the door but I definitely heard him ( Read more... )

Tonight driving back from our picninc at Pine Lake, Megans car ended up in the ditch. No one was hurt, no major damage to the car was noticed, but we did spend three hours waiting to get home, and now Im short on th epacking-clash-cleaning-slash-sleeping time I need. Fuck beans, I should stop leaving things to the last minute ( Read more... )

Tomorrow is my last day of work and I'm out of here Sunday! There is no way to express the excitement so I'll let it slide and say only that I'm pretty ecstatic. I'm certainly not prepared, I have yet to sell my car, and oh yea, i'm housesitting from tonight until Saturday. Thankfully I've got two days off to walk dogs, pack a car, say good-byes ( Read more... )

I'm back at work and it's the second last Thursday I'll work here. I'm totally acting like a little kid and counting down the days. Can you blame me? How ridiculous that the last time I did this, I was seventeen fucking years old. What a joke ( Read more... )

the road is open
Sam is back
I'm taking a day (they are growing few)

holy crow.

The (only) road out of town is cut off by a fire that jumped the highway, and the town is completely blanketed in smoke. The sun and moon look really great through the haze, but it's smells like a smokehouse and for people trapped on either side of the fire, it kind of blows. There are two visitors in town that come by the visitor info centre, so I ( Read more... )

I don't know who I am, but that's actually strangely comforting. I need to sit down and hammer out some numbers and pretend I understand them, but not tonight ( Read more... )

I haven't seen my glasses in weeks, and I can't figure out where they went, but they seem to be pretty well gone. I'm not sure how I'll be a sexy (or even cute) librarian without them, and I'm a bit concerned about going to class without being able to see the front of the room. It was fun to sit in the front row for second year film classes when I ( Read more... )

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