I'm going to my aunts farm in Sask. for the holidays
just did the day by day weather comparison
Vancouver with reach plus 10 while Sask. is at -14 or-18.
did I mention that I don't have warm things?
well I do but don't.
As per example, My toque, is a fashine hat, I don't think it repels wind or covers my ears... and all my sockes are cotton. ba I feel my east coast winter sheild coming on.
Things at work have sucked.
Yelling sucky.Yelling angry grrrrl sucky.
Things at home have been peachy.
Soft as in warm as in cozy.
I never promised you a rose garden but at least theres a pond.
Fuck though, those winter blues man,
they fallow you like pop videos and brands.
Regardless,
happy warm lovin' solstice everyone, it's my favorite holiday to get really drunk and dance and create, I will be on the bus and working for ten hours before hand.
So, your mission , if you choose to except it, is to party and cheer and laugh for me hug those you love and thank them, please.
May cheer find you, julie
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Friday, December 15, 2006
what is the percentage of our society on drugs?
from tynol to extacy to prozac?
It seems to me finding a straight conversation is getting harder and harder.
but what do I know.
Hey guess what I learnt about myself?
I'm dylexic.
hahhahahahah, thats right I'm not a shitty speller, my nerto transmitters just aren't linked togethere 'proprly'.
I've always wondered if I was then a new friend of mine brought it up and showed me how
I spell and flip the letters around, cool eah?
I lost my cell phone and everyones numbers!!!
And I can't make long distance calls on my land line, I gotta get a phone tommorrow.
You can call me though call my cell phone and it will give you my new number.
Merry holiday,
j
from tynol to extacy to prozac?
It seems to me finding a straight conversation is getting harder and harder.
but what do I know.
Hey guess what I learnt about myself?
I'm dylexic.
hahhahahahah, thats right I'm not a shitty speller, my nerto transmitters just aren't linked togethere 'proprly'.
I've always wondered if I was then a new friend of mine brought it up and showed me how
I spell and flip the letters around, cool eah?
I lost my cell phone and everyones numbers!!!
And I can't make long distance calls on my land line, I gotta get a phone tommorrow.
You can call me though call my cell phone and it will give you my new number.
Merry holiday,
j
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Ode to Zola
So this guy tryes to pick me up at the libra room on saturday,
here is the dialoge. I'll be 'julie' he'll be 'buddy'.
insert generic small talk here, bore yourself mentally for a few mins. take a pee break stare at the wall.
buddy:"So whats your sign?"
julie:'I'm a libra'
buddy:"Wow, imagine, meetng a libra in the libra room, that must be speacial."
julie:I smile like I'm ammused, then look at my girlfriend and
she says:'do you wanna go for a smoke?'
julie:'yes'
the boy notices that I have a book wedged into my purse.
buddy:"Oh, what book are you reading?"
I show him the cover of the book which is the real test...
in a few seconds he comes up blank, I offer a branch,
julie:'Emile Zola, Therese Raquin, it's by Zola the tittle is Therese Raquin.'
buddy:"Well it just so happens that I have a book in my back pocket."
he pulls out a book, it's Camus not the outsider but one that startes with an S,
the yamering begins is god dead or just outside myself,what is the purpose of purpose?. Before you know it we're comparing publicaton dates, I come to the conclusion that Zola lead the way for Camus.(zola was published in 1867 camus in 1937)
The man can not follow my idea!!!!!
And turns to talk to a stranger about sports.
I leave to get high,
latter he finds me clams he thought he lost me.
This story is lame I only wanted to say that I put it together on my own that Zola lead the way for Camus, Zola was a naturalist which was a backlash to romantisism which gave birth to exsitalisim.Which if I could try to go on one more limb I would say gave us the phrase "God is dead".
All in all I would like to thank Zola, for my first academic thought.
his boy was one of the cuter ones but my goodness.
here is the dialoge. I'll be 'julie' he'll be 'buddy'.
insert generic small talk here, bore yourself mentally for a few mins. take a pee break stare at the wall.
buddy:"So whats your sign?"
julie:'I'm a libra'
buddy:"Wow, imagine, meetng a libra in the libra room, that must be speacial."
julie:I smile like I'm ammused, then look at my girlfriend and
she says:'do you wanna go for a smoke?'
julie:'yes'
the boy notices that I have a book wedged into my purse.
buddy:"Oh, what book are you reading?"
I show him the cover of the book which is the real test...
in a few seconds he comes up blank, I offer a branch,
julie:'Emile Zola, Therese Raquin, it's by Zola the tittle is Therese Raquin.'
buddy:"Well it just so happens that I have a book in my back pocket."
he pulls out a book, it's Camus not the outsider but one that startes with an S,
the yamering begins is god dead or just outside myself,what is the purpose of purpose?. Before you know it we're comparing publicaton dates, I come to the conclusion that Zola lead the way for Camus.(zola was published in 1867 camus in 1937)
The man can not follow my idea!!!!!
And turns to talk to a stranger about sports.
I leave to get high,
latter he finds me clams he thought he lost me.
This story is lame I only wanted to say that I put it together on my own that Zola lead the way for Camus, Zola was a naturalist which was a backlash to romantisism which gave birth to exsitalisim.Which if I could try to go on one more limb I would say gave us the phrase "God is dead".
All in all I would like to thank Zola, for my first academic thought.
his boy was one of the cuter ones but my goodness.
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
A prayer to myself (internal dialoge part something)
you can't exspect someone eles to
save you.
to be your owe personal jesus.
it just can't work
it just won't happen.
Infacuation only takes us so far
lust turned to
companionship
turns to
stability
turns to
the next step.
They still won't save you
no matter how far in
the cycle you progress.
It's all up to you,
belive me now while we still have time,
please.
but but but I wanna belive,
.no.
save you.
to be your owe personal jesus.
it just can't work
it just won't happen.
Infacuation only takes us so far
lust turned to
companionship
turns to
stability
turns to
the next step.
They still won't save you
no matter how far in
the cycle you progress.
It's all up to you,
belive me now while we still have time,
please.
but but but I wanna belive,
.no.
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
fuck this city is full of crazys winnipeg only dreams of.
So I use to live two streets north of hastings on lakewood (and dundas)
this neiborhood was full of prostitutes, junkies, dealers, low incomes and young folks.
The most exciting encounters that happened were;asked if I wanted to buy drugs (by very large sketchy men),walking down dark streets with people out crusing for prostitues or drugs nothing too over the top yet not a sunture.Now on my bus ride home I get to wait for my bus at Fraser and broadway. I was warned about this neiborhood, I laughed I said
"ha I just moved from funkin' lakewood, fraser gansters are lame poor fools."
Well did I eat my mother fuckin' words tonight.The voice in my head told me to take the
bus to kingsway and wait for my fraser bus there.
It said,
"Oh ya stoned Julie don't forget to take the bus to kingsway",after I had already gotten off the bus and was visually stunned by the amount of people lounging in a door way yelling about scales and smoke. While the prostites to high to hold their heads/bodies up decorated the street corners.
"thanks voice" I muttered to my own subconciouse.
Crossing the street was un eventful.
I light my smoke aaaaahhhhh, after work nicotine tastes so good, fuck there is no where to sit too many people taking the transit not enough space (as ususal in vancouver).This man come raving up the street, askes to buy a smoke off me, flashes me a hand full of change, (this stunt is popular here, I have fallen for this a few times, it's usually by men I suppose to be pimps, I have my evidence, that will be anothere rant when it's ready) I porduce one for him, he holds a quater out flat in his hand, my instinc tells me not to touch this man, he clouses his hand fast and sneers at me muttering something crule I couldn't make out. He then prosseds to yell at this white gangsta,
"you fuckin' laughn' at me, this is not the street for the white man, you gotta get your ass out of here I don't like you, I was rasied on these streets and you gotta get the fuck out of here befor I change my mind, cause if I'm going down I'm takin' one of you with me."
At this point I'm in my safe bubble, white light all around me and I'm not looking at these people this is not my fight. Then bang, crazy guy has fuckin' suplexed, no it was more like a shoulder slam but with his forarm into the white guys back, while he was trying to walk away , and white 'buddy' is down on the ground yelling,
"You fucker, I wasn't even looking ect..."
ba, then crazy 'buddy'desides to start preaching at the rest of us about the morals and life teachings of his motha' all the while muttering about how soon he's gonna go down and he ain't going down alone.
Finally after my heart is beating so loudly I'm convinced the girl beside me can here it the bus shows up. I had lots of w**d and my rent money on me.
Fuck man I just wannted to come home from work.
The good news is I got a bike and I know the girl at the bike store (our community bikes!)and on friday after the store clouses we're gonna fix my bike, then I won't have to a)bus out of my way to be safe b)deal with the nightly crazy's.
I was trying not to live in fear because this city, like many otheres, lives in fear. There is always some story about this street and a guy with an axe or that street and the guy who killed prostitutes lots of that.But as I'm learning the violence is real.
cheers julie
this neiborhood was full of prostitutes, junkies, dealers, low incomes and young folks.
The most exciting encounters that happened were;asked if I wanted to buy drugs (by very large sketchy men),walking down dark streets with people out crusing for prostitues or drugs nothing too over the top yet not a sunture.Now on my bus ride home I get to wait for my bus at Fraser and broadway. I was warned about this neiborhood, I laughed I said
"ha I just moved from funkin' lakewood, fraser gansters are lame poor fools."
Well did I eat my mother fuckin' words tonight.The voice in my head told me to take the
bus to kingsway and wait for my fraser bus there.
It said,
"Oh ya stoned Julie don't forget to take the bus to kingsway",after I had already gotten off the bus and was visually stunned by the amount of people lounging in a door way yelling about scales and smoke. While the prostites to high to hold their heads/bodies up decorated the street corners.
"thanks voice" I muttered to my own subconciouse.
Crossing the street was un eventful.
I light my smoke aaaaahhhhh, after work nicotine tastes so good, fuck there is no where to sit too many people taking the transit not enough space (as ususal in vancouver).This man come raving up the street, askes to buy a smoke off me, flashes me a hand full of change, (this stunt is popular here, I have fallen for this a few times, it's usually by men I suppose to be pimps, I have my evidence, that will be anothere rant when it's ready) I porduce one for him, he holds a quater out flat in his hand, my instinc tells me not to touch this man, he clouses his hand fast and sneers at me muttering something crule I couldn't make out. He then prosseds to yell at this white gangsta,
"you fuckin' laughn' at me, this is not the street for the white man, you gotta get your ass out of here I don't like you, I was rasied on these streets and you gotta get the fuck out of here befor I change my mind, cause if I'm going down I'm takin' one of you with me."
At this point I'm in my safe bubble, white light all around me and I'm not looking at these people this is not my fight. Then bang, crazy guy has fuckin' suplexed, no it was more like a shoulder slam but with his forarm into the white guys back, while he was trying to walk away , and white 'buddy' is down on the ground yelling,
"You fucker, I wasn't even looking ect..."
ba, then crazy 'buddy'desides to start preaching at the rest of us about the morals and life teachings of his motha' all the while muttering about how soon he's gonna go down and he ain't going down alone.
Finally after my heart is beating so loudly I'm convinced the girl beside me can here it the bus shows up. I had lots of w**d and my rent money on me.
Fuck man I just wannted to come home from work.
The good news is I got a bike and I know the girl at the bike store (our community bikes!)and on friday after the store clouses we're gonna fix my bike, then I won't have to a)bus out of my way to be safe b)deal with the nightly crazy's.
I was trying not to live in fear because this city, like many otheres, lives in fear. There is always some story about this street and a guy with an axe or that street and the guy who killed prostitutes lots of that.But as I'm learning the violence is real.
cheers julie
Sunday, November 12, 2006
aahhhh a day off in remembrance
oh yestrday,
luck, couisidance and random acts would
sumerize my yestrday.
A good friend showed up out of the dark rainy night
and saved me from another night of drinking in a dark whole with a man 20 years older and a 'friend' who thinks I should go for him.I've tryed on numorous occations to tell her there is only one forty year old for me and I don't date anyone older then 15 years.when asked why I prefere the older ones my responce of late has been. drugs, people of the older generations are not as likly to wanna do 'e' or rail prozac or use roofies to sleep...he laughted my friend when I told him this and asked if it was really that bad. I said, you have no idea,if you can get passed the video addictions and put up with weekend habits you'll do just fine...
A week latter he informes me that the new spark in his eye, has a weekend habbit, he can't relate too, my only comfort to him is 'at least it's just the week end'
It nice here. Sometimes I get these prefect moments, I'm so thankful for them.
It's so rainy and gloomy here it takes a while to get used to, we've had 40 mm of rain last week alone and this week we're in for 80mm, fuck ah?
It's warm still though, I can't smoke in my new place and I still don't put on a coat to go out for one!!!Are heat is also free so the appartment is quite warm, unlike my passed manitoba homes where if you were cold you just put on a sweater and the studio where you never took your coat off!!
simpsons now write latter j
luck, couisidance and random acts would
sumerize my yestrday.
A good friend showed up out of the dark rainy night
and saved me from another night of drinking in a dark whole with a man 20 years older and a 'friend' who thinks I should go for him.I've tryed on numorous occations to tell her there is only one forty year old for me and I don't date anyone older then 15 years.when asked why I prefere the older ones my responce of late has been. drugs, people of the older generations are not as likly to wanna do 'e' or rail prozac or use roofies to sleep...he laughted my friend when I told him this and asked if it was really that bad. I said, you have no idea,if you can get passed the video addictions and put up with weekend habits you'll do just fine...
A week latter he informes me that the new spark in his eye, has a weekend habbit, he can't relate too, my only comfort to him is 'at least it's just the week end'
It nice here. Sometimes I get these prefect moments, I'm so thankful for them.
It's so rainy and gloomy here it takes a while to get used to, we've had 40 mm of rain last week alone and this week we're in for 80mm, fuck ah?
It's warm still though, I can't smoke in my new place and I still don't put on a coat to go out for one!!!Are heat is also free so the appartment is quite warm, unlike my passed manitoba homes where if you were cold you just put on a sweater and the studio where you never took your coat off!!
simpsons now write latter j
Thursday, November 09, 2006
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
blah blah blah
hello,
I moved again, will type more when time premittes.
I am living with a computer again aaahhhhhhh.
Yes I have been on craigs list for a half hour oh it felt good.
My new rommate (one of them I have two a boy and a girl)the boy is also slitly addicted to craigs list. Fuck there are some funny ads up today. God I need a bike I moved way off the drive, which I did on purpose a)to save the money b)to see more of vancouver c)to bike like a demoned 365 days a year, yes thats why I moved here too to bike like a demoned. miss you julie
I moved again, will type more when time premittes.
I am living with a computer again aaahhhhhhh.
Yes I have been on craigs list for a half hour oh it felt good.
My new rommate (one of them I have two a boy and a girl)the boy is also slitly addicted to craigs list. Fuck there are some funny ads up today. God I need a bike I moved way off the drive, which I did on purpose a)to save the money b)to see more of vancouver c)to bike like a demoned 365 days a year, yes thats why I moved here too to bike like a demoned. miss you julie
Monday, October 16, 2006
julies trying to write short stories again...
this is a short story i have started let me know what you think...
Somedays when i am feeling alone and unthought of I think about you.
I imagine you surprising me with a phone call, it takes a few words before I remember your verbal patterens and fluxes.
You ask me were I am I tell you Im house sitting for a friend, leigha, i can feel a chuckle on the tip of your tongue.
I ask you where you are you say
your house.
I laugh saying
i need to brush my teeth, can you come here and bring my toothbrush.
you laugh , it feels so good to hear your laughter i relaxe, let all the weight lift from my shoulders and give you simple directions.
ill see you soon
im excited
cheers
cheers
the rest I save for reality, for when this dream becomes my now.
Some people fantasize about wining the lottery othere about plastic surgury.
Would I enlarge my calfs first or get my jaw chizled i guess ill save the $10000 then decide, maybe i should buy a lotto ticket
I myself perfer the long fantacies of perfect random incounters.
Eyes glance, moments of recolletion taking heart beats to analize. Smiles creep from the corners of our mouths as our eyes say hello.
Weère both here alone after a long run of events that we can finally laught about, comments like
so, she finally left you broken hearted for the last time and Im sorry it took you so long to reolize you were being used.
Ya thats okay at least I know what if feeels like now, to be completly decived by a lover. You live you learn you grow.You end up aloneall the same.After years of reserch void of hypothosise. I have finally reached a conclusion.It is better to cry alone in the dark then lay beside someone you feel 1000 miles away from crying without sound, in fear of waking them and haveing to explain , this gap thats growen.
It is at this point I usually reolize that this is not the story thats going to gt me laid. I bite my lip, take a drag and glup my drink. Ill await your responce untill...
you reply-is it love that leaves us bitter or is it our inability to act as whole people in the face of love, something so pure that our humaness darkens it with a simple yearning.
I batt my lashes and fluff my hair
Whole person. I thought I had standards.How many whole people do you really think incarnate here.Im looking for someone to grow whole with, to understand the constant flux of two becomes one, one becomes two, the daily dance of the gods manifested here, highlighting the simple joys of just breathing insync with anothere person.
You enjoy me. You always have. We ve been having this conversation for years, dancing between strret corners and provincial lines. Tonight I dont exspect this to end or resolve its self. I d settle for no langage, just flesh and soft whispers. But between us this seems like a life time in the makeing..
the end so far.
...
I don;t know if this is a story or what it is besides that constant dialoge of my fantasies. im still on the french computer thats why there is no puncuation.which is funny cause the boy is the story spends some of his free time creating new puncuation.And our encounters are yearly at this point. Even when we live in the same city.
lots of time on my hands and you.
oh i think i did the impossible....
find a place in vancouver for less then $300 a month. cross your fingers for me, I need the excersise of the commute and the money saving . cheers and love julie
Somedays when i am feeling alone and unthought of I think about you.
I imagine you surprising me with a phone call, it takes a few words before I remember your verbal patterens and fluxes.
You ask me were I am I tell you Im house sitting for a friend, leigha, i can feel a chuckle on the tip of your tongue.
I ask you where you are you say
your house.
I laugh saying
i need to brush my teeth, can you come here and bring my toothbrush.
you laugh , it feels so good to hear your laughter i relaxe, let all the weight lift from my shoulders and give you simple directions.
ill see you soon
im excited
cheers
cheers
the rest I save for reality, for when this dream becomes my now.
Some people fantasize about wining the lottery othere about plastic surgury.
Would I enlarge my calfs first or get my jaw chizled i guess ill save the $10000 then decide, maybe i should buy a lotto ticket
I myself perfer the long fantacies of perfect random incounters.
Eyes glance, moments of recolletion taking heart beats to analize. Smiles creep from the corners of our mouths as our eyes say hello.
Weère both here alone after a long run of events that we can finally laught about, comments like
so, she finally left you broken hearted for the last time and Im sorry it took you so long to reolize you were being used.
Ya thats okay at least I know what if feeels like now, to be completly decived by a lover. You live you learn you grow.You end up aloneall the same.After years of reserch void of hypothosise. I have finally reached a conclusion.It is better to cry alone in the dark then lay beside someone you feel 1000 miles away from crying without sound, in fear of waking them and haveing to explain , this gap thats growen.
It is at this point I usually reolize that this is not the story thats going to gt me laid. I bite my lip, take a drag and glup my drink. Ill await your responce untill...
you reply-is it love that leaves us bitter or is it our inability to act as whole people in the face of love, something so pure that our humaness darkens it with a simple yearning.
I batt my lashes and fluff my hair
Whole person. I thought I had standards.How many whole people do you really think incarnate here.Im looking for someone to grow whole with, to understand the constant flux of two becomes one, one becomes two, the daily dance of the gods manifested here, highlighting the simple joys of just breathing insync with anothere person.
You enjoy me. You always have. We ve been having this conversation for years, dancing between strret corners and provincial lines. Tonight I dont exspect this to end or resolve its self. I d settle for no langage, just flesh and soft whispers. But between us this seems like a life time in the makeing..
the end so far.
...
I don;t know if this is a story or what it is besides that constant dialoge of my fantasies. im still on the french computer thats why there is no puncuation.which is funny cause the boy is the story spends some of his free time creating new puncuation.And our encounters are yearly at this point. Even when we live in the same city.
lots of time on my hands and you.
oh i think i did the impossible....
find a place in vancouver for less then $300 a month. cross your fingers for me, I need the excersise of the commute and the money saving . cheers and love julie
julies trying to write short stories again...
this is a short story i have started let me know what you think...
Somedays when i am feeling alone and unthought of I think about you.
I imagine you surprising me with a phone call, it takes a few words before I remember your verbal patterens and fluxes.
You ask me were I am I tell you Im house sitting for a friend, leigha, i can feel a chuckle on the tip of your tongue.
I ask you where you are you say
your house.
I laugh saying
i need to brush my teeth, can you come here and bring my toothbrush.
you laugh , it feels so good to hear your laughter i relaxe, let all the weight lift from my shoulders and give you simple directions.
ill see you soon
im excited
cheers
cheers
the rest I save for reality, for when this dream becomes my now.
Some people fantasize about wining the lottery othere about plastic surgury.
Would I enlarge my calfs first or get my jaw chizled i guess ill save the $10000 then decide, maybe i should buy a lotto ticket
I myself perfer the long fantacies of perfect random incounters.
Eyes glance, moments of recolletion taking heart beats to analize. Smiles creep from the corners of our mouths as our eyes say hello.
Weère both here alone after a long run of events that we can finally laught about, comments like
so, she finally left you broken hearted for the last time and Im sorry it took you so long to reolize you were being used.
Ya thats okay at least I know what if feeels like now, to be completly decived by a lover. You live you learn you grow.You end up aloneall the same.After years of reserch void of hypothosise. I have finally reached a conclusion.It is better to cry alone in the dark then lay beside someone you feel 1000 miles away from crying without sound, in fear of waking them and haveing to explain , this gap thats growen.
It is at this point I usually reolize that this is not the story thats going to gt me laid. I bite my lip, take a drag and glup my drink. Ill await your responce untill...
you reply-is it love that leaves us bitter or is it our inability to act as whole people in the face of love, something so pure that our humaness darkens it with a simple yearning.
I batt my lashes and fluff my hair
Whole person. I thought I had standards.How many whole people do you really think incarnate here.Im looking for someone to grow whole with, to understand the constant flux of two becomes one, one becomes two, the daily dance of the gods manifested here, highlighting the simple joys of just breathing insync with anothere person.
You enjoy me. You always have. We ve been having this conversation for years, dancing between strret corners and provincial lines. Tonight I dont exspect this to end or resolve its self. I d settle for no langage, just flesh and soft whispers. But between us this seems like a life time in the makeing..
the end so far.
...
I don;t know if this is a story or what it is besides that constant dialoge of my fantasies. im still on the french computer thats why there is no puncuation.which is funny cause the boy is the story spends some of his free time creating new puncuation.And our encounters are yearly at this point. Even when we live in the same city.
lots of time on my hands and you.
oh i think i did the impossible....
find a place in vancouver for less then $300 a month. cross your fingers for me, I need the excersise of the commute and the money saving . cheers and love julie
Somedays when i am feeling alone and unthought of I think about you.
I imagine you surprising me with a phone call, it takes a few words before I remember your verbal patterens and fluxes.
You ask me were I am I tell you Im house sitting for a friend, leigha, i can feel a chuckle on the tip of your tongue.
I ask you where you are you say
your house.
I laugh saying
i need to brush my teeth, can you come here and bring my toothbrush.
you laugh , it feels so good to hear your laughter i relaxe, let all the weight lift from my shoulders and give you simple directions.
ill see you soon
im excited
cheers
cheers
the rest I save for reality, for when this dream becomes my now.
Some people fantasize about wining the lottery othere about plastic surgury.
Would I enlarge my calfs first or get my jaw chizled i guess ill save the $10000 then decide, maybe i should buy a lotto ticket
I myself perfer the long fantacies of perfect random incounters.
Eyes glance, moments of recolletion taking heart beats to analize. Smiles creep from the corners of our mouths as our eyes say hello.
Weère both here alone after a long run of events that we can finally laught about, comments like
so, she finally left you broken hearted for the last time and Im sorry it took you so long to reolize you were being used.
Ya thats okay at least I know what if feeels like now, to be completly decived by a lover. You live you learn you grow.You end up aloneall the same.After years of reserch void of hypothosise. I have finally reached a conclusion.It is better to cry alone in the dark then lay beside someone you feel 1000 miles away from crying without sound, in fear of waking them and haveing to explain , this gap thats growen.
It is at this point I usually reolize that this is not the story thats going to gt me laid. I bite my lip, take a drag and glup my drink. Ill await your responce untill...
you reply-is it love that leaves us bitter or is it our inability to act as whole people in the face of love, something so pure that our humaness darkens it with a simple yearning.
I batt my lashes and fluff my hair
Whole person. I thought I had standards.How many whole people do you really think incarnate here.Im looking for someone to grow whole with, to understand the constant flux of two becomes one, one becomes two, the daily dance of the gods manifested here, highlighting the simple joys of just breathing insync with anothere person.
You enjoy me. You always have. We ve been having this conversation for years, dancing between strret corners and provincial lines. Tonight I dont exspect this to end or resolve its self. I d settle for no langage, just flesh and soft whispers. But between us this seems like a life time in the makeing..
the end so far.
...
I don;t know if this is a story or what it is besides that constant dialoge of my fantasies. im still on the french computer thats why there is no puncuation.which is funny cause the boy is the story spends some of his free time creating new puncuation.And our encounters are yearly at this point. Even when we live in the same city.
lots of time on my hands and you.
oh i think i did the impossible....
find a place in vancouver for less then $300 a month. cross your fingers for me, I need the excersise of the commute and the money saving . cheers and love julie
Friday, October 06, 2006
as luck would have it...
the girl baled, she has thankgiving plans at the last moment and would like to reshedual
ba, not latter NOW...
oh well itès a beautiful day
so instead ièm gonna go spend some money on grass and new art suppies
go to the ocean check out some art and maybe go to the rail way tonight, anyone wanna come.
Man I havenèt had sex in way to long
i am not used to this
i need a self help book
cause i am getting tired of self helping...
sorry to talk about sex, i just thought for my birthday ièd get the gift iève been waiting for
no such luck
for this25 yrs. old
I bought myself Loveage Music to make love to your old lady by for my birthday present
great album.
Alex, do you wanna go to kid koala or J5 or saul williams I really wanna see J5, lyrics born is also comeing
fuck I wish charlie lived here cause then ièd have someone to see all these great hip hop guys with...
Oh well I should stop being hung over and start living.
found my new greasy breakfast joint today, lots o cute boy and cheap all day breakfast, remindes me of the restrant in the sherbroke canandian slash chinese cuisine
god ièm rambleing
bye j
ba, not latter NOW...
oh well itès a beautiful day
so instead ièm gonna go spend some money on grass and new art suppies
go to the ocean check out some art and maybe go to the rail way tonight, anyone wanna come.
Man I havenèt had sex in way to long
i am not used to this
i need a self help book
cause i am getting tired of self helping...
sorry to talk about sex, i just thought for my birthday ièd get the gift iève been waiting for
no such luck
for this25 yrs. old
I bought myself Loveage Music to make love to your old lady by for my birthday present
great album.
Alex, do you wanna go to kid koala or J5 or saul williams I really wanna see J5, lyrics born is also comeing
fuck I wish charlie lived here cause then ièd have someone to see all these great hip hop guys with...
Oh well I should stop being hung over and start living.
found my new greasy breakfast joint today, lots o cute boy and cheap all day breakfast, remindes me of the restrant in the sherbroke canandian slash chinese cuisine
god ièm rambleing
bye j
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
a day in my new life
it starts the same as befor
turn the computer on
make coffee
pee
think about smoking,,,
lay around the house reading and writing
sometimes cleaning...
at about 3:30 I get high
then I walk down Powell to Commercial
down commercial to napier
then at 4:59 I punch into work
at which point i make 3 lattès
and think about cookies...
I then prossed to eat cookies and think about baking,
Iève spent the last week perfecting my white chocolate mooes, lady fingers, madalines and fancisomethings
My pumkin muffins and pies were much easier to perfect, and quite delicious I might say.
Then when my baking is done I help the sandwhich ladies with their work, then we clean...
to night for my take home sandwhich I made a pesto mayo , mixed olives, salami, swiss and pickle on a two toned rye right and tomatoes...
then startes the walk home.
Part of my walk home is through a nice neiborhood with house worth more then I can even imagine
but i have to cross hastings and powell which at night are really sketchy, so far so good, but it is not the relaxing walk home one would like it to be.
the labore laws are different here, in am eight hour shift they donèt have to give you a payed break and at the place i work they exspect you to work eight plus hours with no break!!!!! hahhahahahahahah, i did that for my two weeks of training but now at night I take at least one 10 min. break, wow 10 hole mins. in an eight hour shift, you crazy girl. the work ethic out here is crazy people accually exspect you to work your ass off for them, not take a break and stay untill all the work is done.
ya itès been a bit of a shocker to me.
Fuck I have a cold and it wonèt go away, i feel like ass and youÉ
new paln is to get into a co op housing and work at a coffee shop, you see ina co op they base your rent on your income, shitty income = low rent hmmmmm perfect for me, i canèt keep this full time working bullshit thing going forever well i could but i just donèt want to.
thanks I needed to get that out...
tonight ièll finish harry potter and start a new book, I canèt belive dumbledore is dead, snape, i canèt wait till harry kills him, what i donèt like about the serise is itès turning into lord of the rings a little to much example, now harry has to finish the mission off by himsef to save all of humanity... come on i didnèt read like 5000 pages of this shit to lord of the ring it up now!! God I need to get a life.I found a studio for $127 a month neiborhoods a bit rough I htink ièm gonna hold out.. long blog sorry cheers julie
turn the computer on
make coffee
pee
think about smoking,,,
lay around the house reading and writing
sometimes cleaning...
at about 3:30 I get high
then I walk down Powell to Commercial
down commercial to napier
then at 4:59 I punch into work
at which point i make 3 lattès
and think about cookies...
I then prossed to eat cookies and think about baking,
Iève spent the last week perfecting my white chocolate mooes, lady fingers, madalines and fancisomethings
My pumkin muffins and pies were much easier to perfect, and quite delicious I might say.
Then when my baking is done I help the sandwhich ladies with their work, then we clean...
to night for my take home sandwhich I made a pesto mayo , mixed olives, salami, swiss and pickle on a two toned rye right and tomatoes...
then startes the walk home.
Part of my walk home is through a nice neiborhood with house worth more then I can even imagine
but i have to cross hastings and powell which at night are really sketchy, so far so good, but it is not the relaxing walk home one would like it to be.
the labore laws are different here, in am eight hour shift they donèt have to give you a payed break and at the place i work they exspect you to work eight plus hours with no break!!!!! hahhahahahahahah, i did that for my two weeks of training but now at night I take at least one 10 min. break, wow 10 hole mins. in an eight hour shift, you crazy girl. the work ethic out here is crazy people accually exspect you to work your ass off for them, not take a break and stay untill all the work is done.
ya itès been a bit of a shocker to me.
Fuck I have a cold and it wonèt go away, i feel like ass and youÉ
new paln is to get into a co op housing and work at a coffee shop, you see ina co op they base your rent on your income, shitty income = low rent hmmmmm perfect for me, i canèt keep this full time working bullshit thing going forever well i could but i just donèt want to.
thanks I needed to get that out...
tonight ièll finish harry potter and start a new book, I canèt belive dumbledore is dead, snape, i canèt wait till harry kills him, what i donèt like about the serise is itès turning into lord of the rings a little to much example, now harry has to finish the mission off by himsef to save all of humanity... come on i didnèt read like 5000 pages of this shit to lord of the ring it up now!! God I need to get a life.I found a studio for $127 a month neiborhoods a bit rough I htink ièm gonna hold out.. long blog sorry cheers julie
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
i hope all of the right tones come across
in this next blog.
itès the main reason ièm a preformance poet and not a page poet
i always fear the reader wonèt understand my tone or humores.
please remember a)there is no one reason I moved b)ièm a kindhearted person c) itès my birthday on thursday!
i make myself laugh sometimes
j
in this next blog.
itès the main reason ièm a preformance poet and not a page poet
i always fear the reader wonèt understand my tone or humores.
please remember a)there is no one reason I moved b)ièm a kindhearted person c) itès my birthday on thursday!
i make myself laugh sometimes
j
the real reason i moved
okay...
Ièm ready to tell you the real reason I moved...
get comfy, take a deep breath, and laugh
at least giggle I am...
I moved here to start dating girls...
there I said it
aahhhhhh breath of release.
of coures I donèt know how to pick up girls in real life so i choose ...
craigs list.
In case you needed in sentive to move to the big city, google craigs list vancouver...
there are people from paris who want to appartment swap with me, crazy, though i donèt speak the langage
the offer felt grand.another is a women wanting to make a daisy chain, couldnèt get that one off my mined for well ièm still thinking about it... ièm sure ièll respond to that ad soon enough..
Anyways I got a coffee date with a girl friday, if we like each othere there is always saturday night.
who knows, this is my first on-line attempt to getting laid, i thought ièd be honest okay meeting people, ya ièm doing the on line thing to meet people ya...
i had to tell someone, mike dosenèt count, last night we both checked our email and compared our craigs list replies, i havenèt put up an ad yet.. ièm not that ready and I have no idea what ièm looking for... well i guess i do.
almost 25 and I finally feel ready to want something in a partner. Marsha said it best chirstmas night after a bottle of wine
èjulie, my girl, donèt you have any standardsÉè at the time i said no but now am ready...
yahoo, of course ièll keep you posted.
dose anyone wanna move to europe next yearÉ art school on the east coast, i might be ready for art school soon.
cheers and love julie
Ièm ready to tell you the real reason I moved...
get comfy, take a deep breath, and laugh
at least giggle I am...
I moved here to start dating girls...
there I said it
aahhhhhh breath of release.
of coures I donèt know how to pick up girls in real life so i choose ...
craigs list.
In case you needed in sentive to move to the big city, google craigs list vancouver...
there are people from paris who want to appartment swap with me, crazy, though i donèt speak the langage
the offer felt grand.another is a women wanting to make a daisy chain, couldnèt get that one off my mined for well ièm still thinking about it... ièm sure ièll respond to that ad soon enough..
Anyways I got a coffee date with a girl friday, if we like each othere there is always saturday night.
who knows, this is my first on-line attempt to getting laid, i thought ièd be honest okay meeting people, ya ièm doing the on line thing to meet people ya...
i had to tell someone, mike dosenèt count, last night we both checked our email and compared our craigs list replies, i havenèt put up an ad yet.. ièm not that ready and I have no idea what ièm looking for... well i guess i do.
almost 25 and I finally feel ready to want something in a partner. Marsha said it best chirstmas night after a bottle of wine
èjulie, my girl, donèt you have any standardsÉè at the time i said no but now am ready...
yahoo, of course ièll keep you posted.
dose anyone wanna move to europe next yearÉ art school on the east coast, i might be ready for art school soon.
cheers and love julie
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
it' late I saw scott nolean and had a beer plus...
i put down harry potter for you,
this means i like you...
he says type it myraid.. so i do
damned slave
think for yourself you work in four hours.
this means i like you...
he says type it myraid.. so i do
damned slave
think for yourself you work in four hours.
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
round and round we go
I miss the days of high school where we'd skip class,
drink tequila and smoke dope,
while basking in the sunshine
disussing Thoth and flowers of life.
I miss them simply for
drink tequila and smoke dope,
while basking in the sunshine
disussing Thoth and flowers of life.
I miss them simply for
Sunday, September 17, 2006
i don't know if i'll make friends
the first comfestion of the day startes like this...
i steal when I'm drunk
some find this funny
otheres not so much.
Last night i almost stole hash from this guy, i didn't then tryed to make jokes about it, i don't think he laughed nor appricated it when i went on about how i wished it was opium rolled in coke.I bought the hash though, it's really nice. too bad i don't have any friends to share it with.
Well i have a few friends but i think they might need a brake from me today, you know how i get when i drink straight gin no rocks.
the second confession goes like this...
i'm listening to ...
tina turner... private dancer smoking the tobacco i stole from the guys girlfriend last night.
both bad habits.
I miss you and the way that you got me, let me be myself and saved the judging for God.
Ba,
hows your day going?
better i hope.
i'm gonna get high and watch t.v
lame but true.
feel free to email me a project idea.
love julie
i steal when I'm drunk
some find this funny
otheres not so much.
Last night i almost stole hash from this guy, i didn't then tryed to make jokes about it, i don't think he laughed nor appricated it when i went on about how i wished it was opium rolled in coke.I bought the hash though, it's really nice. too bad i don't have any friends to share it with.
Well i have a few friends but i think they might need a brake from me today, you know how i get when i drink straight gin no rocks.
the second confession goes like this...
i'm listening to ...
tina turner... private dancer smoking the tobacco i stole from the guys girlfriend last night.
both bad habits.
I miss you and the way that you got me, let me be myself and saved the judging for God.
Ba,
hows your day going?
better i hope.
i'm gonna get high and watch t.v
lame but true.
feel free to email me a project idea.
love julie
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