Feb 22, 2012 – I Think My Fortune Cookies Are Trying To Tell Me Something

Feb 22, 2012 | Catch up with various neglected chores...in bed

Catch up with various neglected chores...in bed

Feb 22, 2012 – Hearing Voices In One’s Head

Do you hear voices in your head?
I do.
They’re voices of four men I don’t know, and they are singing four part harmony, a capella, barbershop style, in my head.

And they just won’t leave me alone.

I can’t even hear myself think.
This paper I’m trying to write isn’t going anywhere fast.

But it’s kind of AWESOME.
It’s quite the brain tingling experience, being able to hear and manipulate each of the melodic lines and their voices in harmony to create new music.

If only I had the skill to turn that into music others could hear.
For now it’s stuck, and they’re ringing against all the walls of my head.

And it’s LOUD.

And if at this point you’re a little concerned about my mental health, don’t be. I may be a little sleep deprived, but these voices are the voices of a very talented men’s acapella group named Realtime, and their music is stuck in my head because I bought all their albums off iTunes and listen to them all the time.

Darned earworms.

Wild and wonderful and common to almost all of mankind.
And very very hard to get rid of.
:)

Feb 21, 2012 – Hey Lady Grey

IT’S SO GREY. so grey. so much fog. it’s dripping cold wet. But kind of gorgeous, and I’m not complaining. I live here, I’m damn well going to like it.

Guess it’s time to get Earl Grey all dressed up with some lemon and orange peel (and maybe lavender?), turn him into a right ol’ lady. Yes, it’s time for tea.

Photos taken in the one of the parking lots at SFU Burnaby. Bonus points if you can identify which one.

Feb 21, 2012 | Deciduously Bare

Deciduously Bare in the Mist

Feb 21, 2012 | Endless Mistery

Endless Mistery

Feb 21, 2012 | Conifer

Just your average pointy conifer in the fog.

February 20, 2012 – One Eye Shut

I was walking home today, feeling generally annoyed more than anything, when a small knee high girl holding her mother’s hand walked towards me with one eye shut.

Then she scrunched up her face and switched eyes.

How wonderful, to be obsessing over one’s own stereoscopic vision for the first time.

I guess that’s why grown ups take pictures.

Feb 20, 2011 | Snowdrops

How dare you bloom early.

Feb 20, 2011 | Rainflowers

How dare you look gorgeous in the rain?

Feb 20, 2011 | Too Close

Am I too close for comfort?

Feb 20, 2012 | Past Your Prime

How dare you...look good past your prime.

Feb 19, 2012 – Womanism is Confusing and Traumatic

Womanism is confusing and traumatic.

In this quest to decrease the incidence of migraine, I am now off hormonal birth control.

Ovulation was weird.
Retaining water is weird.
Now I am super hungry and unable to stick to my diet.

Woke up with a vague fuzzy head/neck ache today.

Dreamt like crazy: at a random stuff exchange, I traded for a personal rain machine, which was voted the most useless invention of the year but one I thought was pretty awesome. When was the last time you really enjoyed a good drenching cold rain? I never do, but in this dream I did. I really did. I destroyed other people’s electronics, flooded every room I was in, and had a grand old time.

Couldn’t get out of bed till 11am.

It didn’t go away and just got worse.
Finally decided to cut it with 2XS Advil in the afternoon.
This time it worked. Thank goodness.

My limbs feel so heavy like they’re about to fall off.

And the whole super emotionally sensitive crying at stuff thing is starting.

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