hello, again

"be happy for this moment - this moment is your life."

And this moment, I'm listening to "Have you seen in your dreams" by Miracle Fortress. It's a very pretty & upbeat song (which makes me almost forget about the darkness that was last night's viewing of The Reader -- but it did have a fantastic score by Nico Muhly).

Anyways, it has been forever and a day since I've posted on here, and so many things have happened. I've been to Paris, France. (How would you feel if you lived in Paris, Ontario? Do you think they eat Camembert, pain au chocolat and parle en francais aussi?). I would if I lived there (should this part still be in parentheses? I am tired of them).

Work is going well. I am still feeling somewhat relaxed from my vacation. But I am staying up past my bedtime again. This one not what I had planned.

My post-vacation list of ways to make every day feel like vacation included making time for sleep.

Hmm. It's never too late until you run out of the hours required to clock in eight hours of sleep.

Oops (such a familiar little word).

Happy Wednesday night. This moment is sweet.

Which means my life is sweet, too.

nine weeks

Did I tell you about the time I went to a psychic brunch? Probably not, since I haven't blogged in nearly a month.

Did you know that psychics can give you homework assignments? Probably not, since I think they only give them to me.

So he just went ahead and dished one out, expecting me to complete it. Well, he did say I'd be OK if I skipped the assignment, but if I just did it, I wouldn't have all those ol' ghosts randomly creeping up in my life.

So maybe it's worth it? Maybe this girl will put some pen to paper, and pour her little heart out.

hey na na na na na na

you look older, i can tell by your hands
drinks only gin says it's how to keep thin
and she's crying after every meal
no, you don't know how you're making me feel.

tell her that i just can't go on
tell her that there's just something wrong...

strong/indifferent/lonely/soclosetobeinginarut/alreadythere?

this week's soundtrack: http://www.myspace.com/coconutrecords

a great friend

didn't anybody tell you, didn't anybody tell you how to gracefully disappear in a room?

at this point in my life, i rarely have the feeling of absolutely needing someone. but it's been confirmed that if and when i do, someone will be there. nothing could make me feel so lucky, thankful or relieved.

didn't anybody tell you, didn't anybody tell you this river's full of lost sharks?

knotty by nature

I waited 27 minutes for the Dundas steetcar, during which time I thought about all the things I've been doing that have been putting uncomfortable knots in my stomach (though today my boss did inspire me by saying that she follows the belief that everything worth duing should come with that knotty feeling... though it should be more of a nervous one than a letdown).

I am reading The Element by Ken Robinson, and it inspires us to find exactly what it is we're best at, and to enjoy doing exactly that. I think I'm currently doing some of the things I do best, but I'm probably not really working it as well as I could. Like, today I pretty much passed an idea along to someone else, which should have been an idea I carried and presented, and now its origins will probably get lost in the shuffle.

I shouldn't do that. Mis-take.

But I am learning that I'm most inspired when sitting down in meetings with other, more experienced people who are bouncing around big ideas (of course, right?). It's just really great when I feel the need to scribble down ideas before they themselves get lost in the shuffle that is the day-to-day duties that, if you're not careful, can be rather suffocating.

So I just need to find ways to make myself heard and noticed even more (and maybe I should practise by smiling back at the cute boy who grins at me... and then walks on by).