I've had a pretty good day, but I still feel blue.
My skin feels thin.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Friday, March 07, 2008
Fishes
I made this for my father and mother in law. The message at the end is for them, but it can be for you too.
Monday, February 25, 2008
Lark
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Monday, February 18, 2008
A little more NY
Thursday, February 14, 2008
ny a little
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Friday, January 25, 2008
I must add.....
Waking up beside Dane and not some washed up Pacino drug lord was the best part. When I looked down I had human legs which was nice because polar bears aren't know for having nice yams.
Down side....I had no newspaper to read.
Down side....I had no newspaper to read.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Al Pacino and Polarbears
I had a really weird dream last night. It goes like this:
First of all you should know that I was part polar bear, and Al Pacino and I were in love. I'm not talking movies star Al Pacino, I'm talking washed up mob guy Pacino...like one of the characters you'd expect him to play in a New York style mob film. We were walking down a path in a park arm in arm. He was old, sketchy and jobless, I was young and part polar bear.
We turned a corner and he disappeared. I became all polar bear and in a bad predicament. There was a hill with a gate holding back back other polar bears that were ready to be let loose to mate and fight with one another, and I was about to be caught in the fray.
Fortunately I had managed to climb up a small hill behind a tree that had reindeer skulls with antlers attached which created a nice little hiding spot. Further in my favour was that I had a newspaper behind which I could hide. While all of the juvenile polar bears were fighting and f*cking I had the comic section to read and reindeer antlers to look at.
I really didn't want to wake up from this dream! I really felt the feeling of love and I got to be a polar bear!! The colours were all cool blues and the reindeers were camel colours and tundra dirty browns.

....But he looked more like this:

And I was like this:

Sometimes being me is awesome!
First of all you should know that I was part polar bear, and Al Pacino and I were in love. I'm not talking movies star Al Pacino, I'm talking washed up mob guy Pacino...like one of the characters you'd expect him to play in a New York style mob film. We were walking down a path in a park arm in arm. He was old, sketchy and jobless, I was young and part polar bear.
We turned a corner and he disappeared. I became all polar bear and in a bad predicament. There was a hill with a gate holding back back other polar bears that were ready to be let loose to mate and fight with one another, and I was about to be caught in the fray.
Fortunately I had managed to climb up a small hill behind a tree that had reindeer skulls with antlers attached which created a nice little hiding spot. Further in my favour was that I had a newspaper behind which I could hide. While all of the juvenile polar bears were fighting and f*cking I had the comic section to read and reindeer antlers to look at.
I really didn't want to wake up from this dream! I really felt the feeling of love and I got to be a polar bear!! The colours were all cool blues and the reindeers were camel colours and tundra dirty browns.

....But he looked more like this:

And I was like this:

Sometimes being me is awesome!
Monday, January 21, 2008
Sun!
It's been sunny for two whole days now.
Ahhhhh the chocolates and long stem roses that Vancouver provided have convinced me that living here is a good idea. I hear if you ski or snowboard it's like getting diamonds.
Ahhhhh the chocolates and long stem roses that Vancouver provided have convinced me that living here is a good idea. I hear if you ski or snowboard it's like getting diamonds.
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Vancouver
I've figured it out!
Today is a really beautiful day. The mountains are snowcapped and in full glory which has brought me to this conclusion.
Living in Vancouver is much like an abusive relationship.
I'll explain.
Usually it rains, there are about thirty five different kinds of rain. There is pounding relentless rain, drizzle-y dirty rain, misty magical rain, wet ground damp air and so on. When you spend too much time deprived of the sun you start to feel like you're being abused. You turn more shades of pale than you ever thought possible and you you forget how to smile. Everyone gets grumpy and pretty soon the whole city has forgotten how to speak and they communicate in a series of grunts.
Then one day, one magical day, starts with something familiar. They call it the sun. It has an effect like that of a box of chocolates and a dozen long stem roses, you forget all of the miserable days behind you. Suddenly Vancouver is the most gorgeous place on earth and you don't ever want to leave.
xo
V
Today is a really beautiful day. The mountains are snowcapped and in full glory which has brought me to this conclusion.
Living in Vancouver is much like an abusive relationship.
I'll explain.
Usually it rains, there are about thirty five different kinds of rain. There is pounding relentless rain, drizzle-y dirty rain, misty magical rain, wet ground damp air and so on. When you spend too much time deprived of the sun you start to feel like you're being abused. You turn more shades of pale than you ever thought possible and you you forget how to smile. Everyone gets grumpy and pretty soon the whole city has forgotten how to speak and they communicate in a series of grunts.
Then one day, one magical day, starts with something familiar. They call it the sun. It has an effect like that of a box of chocolates and a dozen long stem roses, you forget all of the miserable days behind you. Suddenly Vancouver is the most gorgeous place on earth and you don't ever want to leave.
xo
V
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Hey Friends!
It's still raining in Vancouver.
Dane bought fish, a giant stone bowl with mollies and goldfish. Then last week he bought a GIANT tank and now we have 2 oscars. They are of the African sicklet variety.
I will post pictures of the fishbowl when there is enough light. and when we get the lights set up in the aquarium I'll get some pictures up.
Why has the sun forsaken us? I am turning translucent and grey.....wouldn't it be great if people were like octopi and you could tell how they were feeling by what colour they turned or which kind of stripes or spots they would show? If I were marine life I would be turning grey for the most part, but I would also be translucent enough for you to see my tendons and organs.
See you guys around the internet.
Dane bought fish, a giant stone bowl with mollies and goldfish. Then last week he bought a GIANT tank and now we have 2 oscars. They are of the African sicklet variety.
I will post pictures of the fishbowl when there is enough light. and when we get the lights set up in the aquarium I'll get some pictures up.
Why has the sun forsaken us? I am turning translucent and grey.....wouldn't it be great if people were like octopi and you could tell how they were feeling by what colour they turned or which kind of stripes or spots they would show? If I were marine life I would be turning grey for the most part, but I would also be translucent enough for you to see my tendons and organs.
See you guys around the internet.
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Define Success
I have successfully lived a day in the life of a veal calf. I walked 2 blocks and spent the rest of the day watching Dane and Natsumi make a turkey.
Photos will follow. I only have pictures of the turkey because it was so amazing that once it was carved and we were all eating it no one thought to take more photos of our lovely dinner party.
Remarkably Dane, Natsumi, Axel, Nat, Jen and I all ate nearly the entire turkey which according to Martha Stewart's calculations could have fed 12-14 comfortably. None of us are even chunky.
It just goes to show that choosing your friends according to their appetites works. Seriously, you don't want to hang out with anyone who can't eat a lot, you'll just leave hungry.
Photos will follow. I only have pictures of the turkey because it was so amazing that once it was carved and we were all eating it no one thought to take more photos of our lovely dinner party.
Remarkably Dane, Natsumi, Axel, Nat, Jen and I all ate nearly the entire turkey which according to Martha Stewart's calculations could have fed 12-14 comfortably. None of us are even chunky.
It just goes to show that choosing your friends according to their appetites works. Seriously, you don't want to hang out with anyone who can't eat a lot, you'll just leave hungry.
Monday, December 24, 2007
Christmas!
Merry Christmas everyone!
It has been one hell of a month.
Enjoy your families and whatever feast may grace your tummies.
xo
V
It has been one hell of a month.
Enjoy your families and whatever feast may grace your tummies.
xo
V
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
funny things
I think of funny things everyday while I'm walking or doing something that prevents me from writing those thoughts down.
You're just going to have to trust me on this one. I'll be funnier the next time I see you than the last time I saw you...I've been working on it.
You're just going to have to trust me on this one. I'll be funnier the next time I see you than the last time I saw you...I've been working on it.
Saturday, December 15, 2007
passing time
Hello!
It has been a long couple of weeks. We are getting closer to Christmas and it feels like a dramatic crecendo that is building with each day.
The first week of December brought my mother, a move, a mould problem, new furniture, fishes, a couple of fish deaths, longer Lark hours, loads of stories and not enough time to share them!
Also, I had possibly one of the very best steaks of my life last night. Pied a Terre Bistro is lovely, warm, welcoming and the filet mignon was so tender it was almost buttery. The menu there is really simple and unlike anywhere else in East Van. They don't mess around, it's steak frites, creamed spinach, a roasted stuffed tomato and your choice of sauce. Simple perfect food, delicious...go there!
The mother visit went alright. I asked her and her boyfriend not to come to the store during operating hours and they came by 4 times. Other than that I enjoyed seeing my mother. I worry because she smokes that we don't have a lot of years left to right wrongs and become closer.
It has been a long couple of weeks. We are getting closer to Christmas and it feels like a dramatic crecendo that is building with each day.
The first week of December brought my mother, a move, a mould problem, new furniture, fishes, a couple of fish deaths, longer Lark hours, loads of stories and not enough time to share them!
Also, I had possibly one of the very best steaks of my life last night. Pied a Terre Bistro is lovely, warm, welcoming and the filet mignon was so tender it was almost buttery. The menu there is really simple and unlike anywhere else in East Van. They don't mess around, it's steak frites, creamed spinach, a roasted stuffed tomato and your choice of sauce. Simple perfect food, delicious...go there!
The mother visit went alright. I asked her and her boyfriend not to come to the store during operating hours and they came by 4 times. Other than that I enjoyed seeing my mother. I worry because she smokes that we don't have a lot of years left to right wrongs and become closer.
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
I ask a question
The sun is shining, the mountains are glorious in the distance with snow caps glistening, the air is fresh and there is not one rain cloud in sight.
So I ask you this. Why is it that not very many people in Vancouver find all of the above enough reason to smile? So many grouchy faces!
It is my mission to smile enough to make up for all of the sour faces I see everyday.
So I ask you this. Why is it that not very many people in Vancouver find all of the above enough reason to smile? So many grouchy faces!
It is my mission to smile enough to make up for all of the sour faces I see everyday.
Friday, November 23, 2007
Squirly
I'm packing, getting ready to move to a new, bigger, brighter, quieter apartment. I pulled boxes out of storage that were packed with diaries, letters, photos and whole shit load of memories that, to be honest, hurt.
I've thrown them away. My bizarre obsession with archiving every thought I've ever had, every human interaction I've ever had, is over. I don't care anymore. Or is this blog proof that my need to archive is still strong!? Suirly squirly squirly I tell you!
I am so tired now. I did find some school photos of myself. The one with the pink velvet track top is priceless! I'll post it soon.
I've thrown them away. My bizarre obsession with archiving every thought I've ever had, every human interaction I've ever had, is over. I don't care anymore. Or is this blog proof that my need to archive is still strong!? Suirly squirly squirly I tell you!
I am so tired now. I did find some school photos of myself. The one with the pink velvet track top is priceless! I'll post it soon.
Monday, November 12, 2007
Monday, November 05, 2007
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