this is a short, wee one.

sunday night, after watching a campy episode of THE L WORD, we noticed it was snowing, and that snow had just begun accumulating.

snowball fight ensued, and i got slugged in the eye with a snowball and my contact fell out.

i loved it though: another whiz! bang! pop! moment in life, letting you know that you! yes, you! are in fact, alive.

life has been pretty fucking incredible of late. 

so i find that it's the little things that make living in canada so different and amazing - things like this photo - when i was driving to new brunswick/nouveau brunswick (it's the only bilingual province so i am being pc, duh!) i was completely freaking out in the car with claire in quebec when we drove by this - yes - it's true - KFC is PFK in quebec - because of course the french acronym would be different - but i was really freaking out - YELLING IN THE CAR - TAKING PICTURES - if you know me - and i assume most of you who read this blog do - then you can imagine the complete freak out i had when i saw this - and of course - ottawa born and bread claire is all like 'whatever' to my insane freak out - these canadians are used to the french all over the place - little do they know how much joy it brings to my ridiculous life - though i get excited about a freshly sharpened pencil too so maybe i need a timeout - although - everyone was talking about how excited i was about spumoni gardens pizza in brooklyn and they were into it - i mean - its good fucking pizza - i live for that shit - on a hot summer night when you have to wait in line with like ten guys named tony in their muscle shirts standing in front of you dripping ices all over themselves like babies - it gets me every time -

TANGENT

so tonight i had another one of those moments that makes living in canada so special and great - i went to a friends house for tea and i told her i had just started bleeding (no i didn't cut myself - my uterus is contracting, duh!) and she gave me PMS tea - and if you have ever been to canada you know that everything has both english and french on it - and so i turned the box of tea over to look at the french side and guess what - PMS isn't PMS in french - it's SPM - isn't that amazing - i was once again filled with the joy that is canadian living -

so after talking so much smack in my previous post about being back in canada and not being able to access the showtime website from here - i am now redeeming and defending 'my home up north' and giving it super props for continuing to make me so giddy about such simple things - though eric seems to be making me unbelievably giddy these days as it is - and he will soon enjoy the amazingness that is canada too - which is awesome - so so awesome!

so keltie - this blog is for you - know how much joy canada brings to my life - if this doesn't redeem my previous post i will just have to make you a duct tape wallet instead....

that presidential address???

most depressing thing ever.

i think i almost cried eleventeen times.

talking heads times a million, though.

i called bullshit!!! in 2003, and this is one instance where i hate to be right.

happy new year is the lie of the decade.

if i could, can i please be put in a time capsule, and defrosted after the mess of humanity is over? i'll shake hands with survivors, and tell them i'm sorry about the past.

then, and only then, would i want them to put me on trial for crimes against humanity.

only because i'm just as responsible as everyone else is.

hey friends - and a happy new years to us all - i must first apologize for being a complete luddite for the past month for failing to blog like it's my job - i went to new york - as most of you know - and i generally moved around for the entire month - i seriously think that the most amount of time i stayed in one place was two nights - seriously - i am not joking - but i spent every night that i was in new york state with people i love so who the hell am i to complain...the goings on tend to be generally good these days and my trip was the most fantastical amazing part of my life ever... though lots of chaos ensued with the ex that remarkably isnt giving me a psychedelic freakout -

here is the breakdown - if you aren't interested in my rambly details stop reading here!
*i began my trip in albany where i went gay dancing and was incredibly incredibly drunk - then i had ex drama - then i went to new york where i got incredibly drunk at caddyshack and danced on the stage - which terence will not stop reminding me about - i followed this up with seeing my sister and my folks which was awesome and then went out east to see my lovely amber and cheryl - i even managed to work from stony brook with a train while i was there - walking up the zebra path and talking with amber was so sweet - my little heart melts as i think about it - i eventually came back to BK and hung out with adi at east 3rd and made plans to go to a protest with her on the 21st - which is where i met the cutest boy on earth (which is what he will be referred to as until i can feel not like a creepy psycho writing his name over and over again in my blog) - when asked about me blair proceeded to tell him i only date girls but i managed to get my digs into her and get her to call him back and tell him that i think he is adorable and tell him that i want to hang out when he gets back from the midwest -

then x-mas came and nothing much to report -

then me adi and tara saw rocky 6 and it blew our fucking minds - he is amazing - he (and by he i mean rocky, duh!) is a philosopher in this one and is totally dramatic and soap opera like - it ruled - seriously it did - we also played the alphabet game because my legs were itchy - why were they itchy?? who knows - but the alphabet game became an awesome distraction that included me and cutest boy going on a picnic - hi can i be obsessed -

then denise had her cocktail party where i got loaded and yelled about rocky with my cousins - i ate alot of cookies and had alot alot alot of beer - it was fun to be around the old staten island crew - but the night was still young because tara.. in her amazingness...picked me up from south south south brooklyn and drove me back up to east 3rd to meet up with cutest boy and go to caddyshack where we made out like maniacs all night - we even got yelled at for being in a lesbian bar to which i yelled back about people not knowing gender ident - i proceeded to wake up the next day with the worst hangover i have had in a LONG time and i also had the biggest stubble wound known to human kind - wow my face was fucked up - everyone was yelling about it when they saw it - but cutest boy ever decided to wear bandaids out on new years eve to keep my broken face safe - can he be great???

i had a wonderful new years and proceeded to spend the remaining time i had in brooklyn with the cutest boy on earth until we had to sadly part ways - i went to albany for a night of yelling with some old albany friends over an ichiban dinner - and if you have never been to ichiban i can tell you that its not the best place to yell because its the size of my pinky -

and now i am back in canada - its been amazing to see the friends again and to hug and love everyone here - i also saw emily haines last night at the very very cold danforth music hall where her singing rocked my socks off - fischer is still chewing her hair off and i am still procrastinating and pretending i am not a phd student...

this is my trip - in a nutshell -

in other news i have recently discovered that you cannot access the Showtime Networks webpage in Canada - when i tried a message popped up and says exactly this

"We at Showtime Online express our apologies; however, these pages are intended for access only from within the United States."

so when i wanted to see what time all my friends were gathering on east 3rd to watch the L word (cause who the hell knows what time the L word starts)i was told that my nation status was simply too much of a problem for them - which seems to be a theme in my life generally - fucking canada - always one step ahead