one journey for you, but it's worth it.

today is a significant day. 21 years ago the universe unleashed this amazing, lovely girl onto the world. and the people who know her have forever been changed. to know katie francis is to love katie francis. it's true. just ask anyone lucky enough to know her.

i mean, truly. she is the most beautiful, talented, whimsical person i know. she must be half faery. or more likely half elf. only because i don't think faeries like getting their feet dirty.


whenever i am down or bored i hang out with katie and we run around in a field or put our feet in the ocean and tell secret stories and suddenly, i am the best version of myself again.
because a friend is someone who always brings out the most awesome part of you. being around her means dancing like a fool and then jumping in the ocean with your clothes on. it means going to the store with your face painted like a zombie or walking around downtown dressed up as a doll and a teddy bear. and it's not even halloween. she is the best person to eat banana splits with till you want to hurl. and then go on three walks to work it off, and not bother wearing shoes while you do it. you can run around in a field till your legs are bleeding from the dry grass or discover a hidden magical area in the forest where gnomes clearly live. and in the summertime she will sit with you on the sidewalk and draw hearts and pirate ships and little animals with chalk on the pavement like you are in grade 2. a friend like her is as fun as a non scary roller coaster and as safe as the word 'home'.

thanks, katie.

this feeling follows me wherever i go...

hello my friends. how's it going? it's snowing today and i am stuck at home. school is cancelled and work hates me so here i am. with cats and books and super mario to fill my day...yay? i used to like the snow...when i was a kid. you hang outside till you're sweaty inside your wintercoat and your snot is frozen and you have dug around in the snow so much that what was once white and pristine is now dirty and kind of...trashy looking. yesterday i bundled myself up to walk to the co-op. let me tell you that was a fucking chore...just to buy an overpriced pack of m&ms and some five alive. where's the magic of winter? i guess it's pretty enough when it's hanging on the trees and lacing power lines. but seriously, does it have to be all over the roads and my cute flats i left sitting out on the patio? even my cats are losing their brains. also, whenever it snows i sing christmas songs all day.

so to distract myself from christmas carols i am listening to fleetwood mac today...all day. do they have a single bad song?

seriously?

bye!

anything or anyone i want to be.

happy october to everyone out there. just about my favourite time of year. and i say just about not because i have a more favourite time of year, but simply because i don't want to fully commit to fall and leave myself closed out to all the other wonders of the other seasons. you understand, i'm sure. i have been reading lots lately, it is the best and the fastest way to better one's self. sometimes at night i have dreams about margaret atwood or john donne...so maybe i've been reading too much. it is a wonderful way to become familiar with other worlds and lives and also the worst way to become unfamiliar with other worlds and lives. reading is not to be put in place of actually going out and living. i haven't been out much with the camera or painting at all. i haven't painted in months. i haven't blogged in forever. i am like lord voldemort at this point, slowly, in the darkness i'm gathering my strength. except that i have a nose, and other facial features that 'he who shall not be named' lacks.

i would really like to start up a tumblr. fresh place for a fresh start to blogging. i am very torn up about a new name so i am leaving it up for suggestions. please comment. i know i have been the worst blogger and internet friend lately. i is so sorry.

i love you love you love you i do.

i've had a couple curious souls message me lately asking me if i have stopped blogging. my answer? yes, no, maybe so. i really have no idea. but here i am so i guess the answer is no, i have not stopped blogging. i have however cut down on my posting drastically, i'm no longer prolific...i'm like, barely here at all. most times in the past few months that i have come on here and attempted to write something i have failed miserably and frustrated i give up...or save it as a draft for another day. inspiration is low. this summer is a bummer. life is getting in the way of writing about life.

funny how that works.

so what have i been up to? not anything of interest really. work is work and even if i wanted to talk about it i couldn't. i like to drink palmbays now...they are my new favourite thing. my favourite flavour is ruby grapefruit followed by key lime cherry. sometimes i think i like the key lime cherry one better. it really just depends on my mood. i started watching a television series called 'republic of doyle' and now more then ever i want to go to newfoundland. dan and i will save our pennies and one day we will go. i think i would like to live there one day. in republic of doyle the houses are all bright colours. i would like a deep purple house or maybe a turquoise one with seashells in the garden. but really any house at all would be nice.

cheers to wednesdays!

tofino

welcome to wind blown, whimsical tofino days. you go to breathe the salt air and walk the endless stretch of beach, you stay to reestablish your inner child.
3 days of sleeping in a tent, roasting marshmallows, collecting shells, feeling cold pacific water on your toes does the same amazing stuff to your spirit that would take 2 weeks in any other 'getaway place'. tofino forces you to relax...it's hard to focus on work and obligations with the salty wind pressing on your face.
not much else to say other then i love this place. and i hate to leave it every time.

go back to bed and cover your head.

today i slathered on the spf 50 and laid in the sun where i finished off another one of the trashy suspense novels i can't seem to get away from these days. the cats were out in fine fashion as well. prowling the hillside, eating grass and sunning their fat bellies. i am increasingly paranoid about bug being outside after last summer and his sunburned nose and ears. cats can get skin cancer just like people do. i learn something new every day, or at the very least every week. the only difference between us and cats in this regard is that cats can't wear sunscreen and as much as i think he would look cute in one, i am sure bug would very much object to a sunhat.

days off are so boring around here. nanaimo is brimming with a lot more activities and places to go and things to see then crofton ever did. but what fun is that when you don't really have any friends to do things with? dan told me i need to go and make some friends. how do you even do that when you are a grown adult? do i go to a library in search of female companionship and when i find one ask her if i can braid her hair? i don't know how to attempt to make a friend without coming across as a complete mental case.

i guess all i can do is just let things happen. and maybe if the sun decides to actually stick around long enough i might be inclined to let him and i become fast friends. so long as he's not a fair weather one. we'll see how this all plays out...i'm hoping for a warm and long summer surrounded by my favourite people.

here's to wishing...:)

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