I may not be punctual, but...

It's not that I missed the last bus going out of the city till midnight. I can deal with that. People miss busses all the time. I miss busses all the time. It's the fact that I woke up at 4:30am, showered, pampered, curled, and packed for a departure time which I then thought was 6:30am. So, in my Sunday brown plaid best, boots and barbie bags, cut to me at 6:01, strolling into the ever-sketchy downtown Edmonton greyhound station feeling ahead of the game and like I looked like gold, watch (fading to bronze, then to a dull rust) as the ticket lady points to a departing bus and says, "I sorry, bus depawts at seex. No bus till meednight". The only thing that kept me from screaming bloody fucking sunday was the thought, "at least my hair looks fucking. Amazing." Who knew I was such an optimist?

Get. Up.

Bright blue Tuesday shines in through my blinds as I lay, for half the day, reluctant in every way to move from my tangle of blankets.

Even the wind came to celebrate.

Eggnog latte and no more diet for me

Last night for dinner I thought to myself; gorgeous salad, indulge on leafy greens. Keep it real, Matthew, keep it healthy. After I devoured the salad, I proceeded to stuff a chicken breast with old cheddar and saute it in sweet garlic deliciousness, and eat an entire half-loaf of bread with balsamic vinegar and olive oil. For dessert; chocolate covered coffee beans. Today I'm skipping the healthy pre-thought, opening my mouth, and heading straight for the rest of that loaf and everything else I can smother in cheese. But for real, it's amazing how much happier life seems when I have something in my mouth. HA. Speaking of, I was invited to go to Dj Tianna's birthday party tomorrow... at which I JUST KNOW I could get into some serious trouble. Why? I have a crush on EVERY BOY right now. Danger, Matthew. I mark today as the last day for both diets.

ps. I just searched google for a delicious photo of cheese to share with you and found THIS. *GAGS* I'm sorry, who let's a mouse hang out in their CHEESE?! It looks like it's STUCK in there! And then all I can think about is having to reach in there and DIG it out! Squirming all around. EW EW EW EW. Almost enough to get me off cheese again. Almost.

Halloween Faves

Listen to this

reflectors

My amazing friends continue to rock me 3 ways till Monday. These are photos from Friday. Saturday/Sunday pics coming soon! Also last night I started thinking about Christmas... which, by the way, is LIKE RIGHT AWAYYYYYY!! So I started my christmas gift list. I have some amazing ideas, and I just CAN'T WAIT to spoil my friends :)

PS. A Christmas Carol starring Jim Carrey this Friday? YES PLEASE!!?? Immediately followed by my favorite Christmas movie: How the Grinch Stole Christmas. Have I mentioned I love Jim Carrey? CHRISTMAAAAAAAAAS *vibrates*

PPS. How hot is Erin?

Hollerween

Of course I'm scrambling to put my last minute costume together.. BUT I CAN'T WAAAAAAAAAAAAAIT!!!! The madness starts immediately tomorrow morning:

Get up, put costume together, start getting ready, pack bag for Saturday

night, go to work in costume, get off @ 1am, cab to the oh-so-dark

New City dance/goth/industrial club, meet up with the ever glittery Erin Fahey,

Dance our faces off, maybe a little afterhours in the mix, try to escape before 5am, bed, back to work @ 11:30am in costume, get off @ 7:30pm and cab to the edge of the city where all the magic

happens with my best friends :) CAN'T

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIT!!!!!! Halloweekend, I love you.

Don't go Chasin' Waterfalls

One more thing before I drift off into the earliest-to-bed since Star Trek: The Next Generation:

On Monday I decided it would be in my best interest to drink more water. So I've been forcing it down my throat every time I think about it, and it's been working. Drinking more water. What else? PEEING EVERY 3 MINUTES. Is this just something I'm going to have to get used to or does one's bladder become accustomed to more water intake, thus making me pee less? Is this just a question of bladder size? Is my bladder... small??

*runs to bathroom*

For god's sake, someone put a kink in my garden hose.

PS. Tigercity

Zwicker and quicker to bed

How much do I miss my tan right now? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Also, Zwicker is giving me an eargasm. Wigglin all around, dancing in bed.. and I can't remember the last time I was in bed before 10pm. Have I mentioned how amazing my bed is? Squishy :)

when I arrive

First. Blog. Ever. I've got a lot to say and I don't quite know how to say it all. So I'm just going to do what I do best and poop out of my mouth with words, mostly without thinking about what I'm saying. This is a documentation of things I think about, places I want to go, things I want to do.. as kind of a check list, or a reminder for myself to do them. Cause I'm going somewhere. I don't know where, but I think it's up... and when I find out who I really am, you're the first one I'm going to tell. Maybe...