here's what i got for you:

1)something that is a recurring event in my life...diarrhea. and yes i would totally rather have zero control over bodily functions and glands than zero control over my joints...sorry i am just reaffirming my conclusion over a conversation Zak, her companion, my companion, and i had earlier.

2)i may evaporate soon.

3) a poem i wrote (it is not finished yet):

Ode to The Squirrel

Your sweet innocence henceforth raped
Left whirling about the asphalt in pain
Not a breath wasted in all that gaped
You panic for safety in complete vain

They whom harmed the precious hair
Drove far beyond without any care
You, tender squirrel with my heart
Sink slowly into the deepest part

Of my soul where screams are voiceless
I had seen your demise and called out
For justice, heavenly hands gentle caress
No more for you horrid, the evil doubt

You belong with all that is Grace
And in mine eyes you will forever
Hold love and the warmest place
You little treasure, in good weather.


4) another poem i wrote that is not finished and has been edited by the wonderful Huck it's a "glosa" or "glose":

Living As One Lives

Somnolent through landscapes and by trees
nondescript, almost anonymous,
they alter as they enter foreign cities-
the terrible tourists with their empty eyes
longing to be filled with monuments.

The Permanent Tourists, P.K. Page

They have come to visit again,
craving, from me, what they lack.
Like flies to shit, and always plain;
fleeting, fallacious words full of crack,
leaving me to all that I am: mundane.

Here in photographs and moments still
smiling as idle and pathetic twits,
praying for the movement of my twill,
I utter not a word for such pretty knits
holding me long atop your sill.

And when you grow tired,
where is it I will be?
Left to wither, silently expired
or evaporated with the last sip of tea.
Whom was it you admired?
It certainly
was not me.

(and again the penultimate idea does not work on here either)


5) i had a good time.

Thank you Everybody for all your nice comments and support. I think that Shazzy deserves the bulk of the credit; she has quite the knack for photography.

i like pistachios and i respect that i have to open the suckers up to get them.

hmmm...new things to say, perhaps not much.

seems the site has not been very busy for a while, i am guessing it's on account of all the back-to-school/ back-to-work situations for most.

I wish i had some great news but alas, so far not much; i had my wisdom teeth removed finally (they have been causing some issues all up in my mouth for a couple of years now), but now my mouth hurts and tastes icky; as if someone farted right in there. ewwww.

my hair is growing out surely but durn slowly, and because of my recent soup diet i have now lost all that weight i gained and some. i won't be splitting anymore pants.

i have a bunch of papers due soon and i have avoided all working on them since a death in the family (day before i went to get my teeth yanked out). when it rains...it certainly pours.

so my dad (with terminal lung cancer) is doing good but it was his wife whom had passed. my mum and step dad have been hanging out with him a lot lately which is fantastic. i feel bad for him, first the lung cancer then my baba dies and now his wife. ouch! but he's hanging in there.

been working on some sezura (if that's the correct spelling) type poetry a bit. keep changing the format of my novella from prose to poetic diction, don't think i'll ever complete it fully. perhaps i'll just publish the sucker without a denouement.

what's in a bloody denouement anyway...closure obviously but that's so overratted.

ok so the tattoo convention was fun; i enjoyed meeting some more hot ladies (as i always do).

i refrained from taking any pictures, or, rather ("refrained" being misused) i don't have a camera or else i would have. i absolutely love meeting people in person, the site is great for initial contact but, needless-to-say, you really get a better sense of people when you meet them personally. it was such a nice break from all the Young-Sartre-Foucault-etcetera(nian) theory i have been wrapping my teeny-tiny mind around lately.

again, i almost got tattooed myself, and again somehow i manifested it not to happen. HOWEVER, my friend Trevor from electric tattoo in edmonton will be coming back soon and we are going-for-it then.

i received a gift from Rrrrudie, a very pretty hopeful on the site, and it is a wonderful little trinket made from an earring.

today has begun well, i woke up to a clean apartment (all because the rancid roommate has left for good), had some tea, read some decent literature (perhaps learning a thing or two), popped onto the site and BLAMMO...
Lee with a brand new set, which is, in my opinnion, her best one yet. so very sexy so very great.

have not yet purchased a laptop (clearly avoidance of the finer things). insted, i am skipping a class today to catch up on much needed research (for all my classes) and enjoying the new-nonstinking-cleanliness of my home. i spent the better half of yester-evening sterilizing the shit out of everything; including light-switches, door-nobs, handles, focets, anything that has not been thouroughly cleaned since coming into contact with the old roommate.

now back to my studies...

newpost-newpost...
well what have we? nothing new to report just busy up the arse with papers, yes that's right, finally something to absorb all that diarrhea i've told you about.

looking forward to meeting some lovely ladies at the tattoo festival this weekend. ah and i will be purchasing my very own piece of technological-advancement (my first attempt at joining consumer culture via personal laptop). up until now the only electronic device to my name was a panasonic disc-man (which i actually kind of lifted off a friend). sorry dudes i don't even have a battery operated dildo or any kind of dildo for that matter, although, i do know people who have them so i'm jiggy right?

i am pretty exhausted already; with the amount of information oozing into my brain. i feel like a stuffed turkey that is over-cooked, oh that reminds me i think i am giving up the meat for a while, it's been grossing me out for a while so-to-speak.

and that is all.

well hello there.

how are the things in your life doing? i am good; doing things as usual, in the usual ways. i had recently made a shift dress out of a pillow case and have put off finishing it by adding a zipper into the back; it's a really flat gray colour, very institutional. i may dye it a darker gray. to be more specific i had attempted making this dress and another dress neither of which i have actually completed; just keep putting off finishing them, and all that is left is the zippers for both.

in this picture, my hair looks like a wig, what do you think?



and no that is not beer, it is gingerale.

oh yes, and the game;
"who is she?", and "what set?":

i just found two really old photos and one of them is really unattractive. i believe i was thirteen or even fourteen and i was having some sexual identity issues.





this one was in my first apartment, i was twenty-one.






i'll make another puzzle next week some time so be on the lookout for that.

this morning i went to the pharmacy to get some laxatives for my recent bowel blockage and this really pretty girl was working, long story shortened, i put the box back on the shelf and walked out only slightly embarrassed. she lives down the block from me and i see her all the time. i am usually not embarrassed easily but this time i got anxious, started hyperventilating, and panic struck then i gave up. WTF???

now, i am hold up in the apartment with constipation and anxiety.

oh and here's the next puzzle:



who? what set?

so you think you're all pretty clever with the whole "quick" correct answers.

well i have news for you i am going to start throwing in more than one picture and perhaps blurring them up a bit too.

for now here's another fairly easy one:




who? what set?

update on stray cat;

she has not come around for last couple of days and i am slightly worried. we called the spca to ask if anyone turned a stray in of that discription and nothing. we have been looking for her everyday but to no avail. i was thinking that perhaps she did have an owner(neglectful bastard) that noticed somebody gave her a bath and removed the narly mats from her hair, got embarrassed over how they suck, and is now hiding her indoors (hopefully now giving her proper care and attention). if we see her again even in a month from now and she has the smallest inkling of a mat i am stealing her and sending her to my compannion's mum to be spoiled and loved for the rest of her kitty life.

Ok here's the next one:






can you guess who this gorgeous lady is? what set it is from?


good luck.