I am tired of summer.

The summer has become tiresome; although I suppose tiresome probably isn't the right word. Boring, long, repetitive, lifeless, insipid, seemingly interminable. Summer is just dragging on and on; without a task to occupy my days, I'm noticing it more now than ever before. I need something to do. Something to occupy my mind and body from 9 to 5 Monday to Friday. It would be wonderful if it paid, as I could desperately use the money, but at this point, it's not even necessary for me. I just need something. Because without something, the days drag on, and I feel like I'm accomplishing nothing. Sitting at home, day in and and day out, waiting for 5 o clock to roll around so that I can find someone else to do nothing with. I want Montreal back. 

Sex.

LOL. I suck hardcore at posting.

I run scared.

words don’t come easy for me, i suppose they never have.
tongue-tied twisted thoughts
temptation to tell, talk,
take part in this relational process some call life.
but nothing comes out.

mouth open, lips in motion, tongue stressed
silence. still air. nothingness.
I do have ideas, I promise.
there are phrases, complete sentences in my mind,
running unafraid,
untroubled by everything except a fear of being uttered

and so here I sit, dead silence,
and you think I’m nothing special.
and I can’t change a thing, because words don’t come easy.

Wildbirds & Peacedrums are pretty cool.

Also: Old news, but Meg White got married. There go all my indie lesbian fantasies. Sigh.

So...

I suck at posting, but my summer isn't really exciting. 

The end.

News Flash

Soooooo it's summer (sort of) and finals are over and all that is in the way of me and luxury is a 9-5 job painting houses. And maybe a second job cashiering. And driving lessons. And apparently self defense lessons. But besides all that, I am free for the summer. It should be a lot of fun. So, here's what's new in the world:

1. I'm back in Saint John, where my mom has already drained my change purse to buy my little brother lunch

2. I've baked a marble fudge cake from a box. Bow down to my cooking skills.

3. I've done the prep-work on one house, and my hands are killing me already. Thank goodness that I've gotten 3 rain days so far, where I don't have to work. 

4. I'm working on figuring out my life plan. Step 1: stop thinking about it, it makes your head hurt.

aaaaaand that's about it. Hopefully I will be posting with more exciting things other than myself. I'm hoping to actually do some writing/songwriting this summer when I'm not bogged down by other things. And it will be grand.

*edit: Nathanial helped on the cake a little bit. I guess. 

Spring

It's spring, and we know what that means!

wooooooooo!!!!