Tag Archives: christmas


25 Dec

Firstly: I am more full than I think I have ever been in my life. Maybe.
Secondly: christmas is awesome and smells good. This is what I got:
Magic Potion- Black Keys;
Neon Bible- Arcade Fire;
Fits- White Denim;
House Of Leaves- Mark Danielewski;
Slaughterhouse 5- Kurt Vonnegut (goingt to read this over the summer, or after I finish the monstrous House Of Leaves, aka 700 pages of confusig typography);
Foldable recycled-plastic speakers;
A ceramic hand for holding jewelery and practicing high-fives with;
A huge photobook of Paris with shops and hotels and restaurants;
A few blank books for writing;
Some nail polish;
An orange.

Overall an awesome christmas haul, if I do say so myself. My friend Genna stopped by to give me a choker and a hug, and I awarded her endeavours with a print.
My dad is beatboxing in the other room. I fear the worst.

Also, amidst the christmas cheer and love, I’ve been wondering what I’m going to do about Bortglomt and Agaetis and Tweed.
I have not heard from the latter in a week or so, but he is in New York so that is pretty understandable. Tomorrow I think I shall reveal who he really is, if it’s not obvious already. Take it as a late christmas gift.

Have a good night, all.

all is calm, all is bright

24 Dec

well, I am lying in my bed listening to Skeletal Lamping and reflecting. I suppose it’s a little too early to start think about new year’s, but eh, that’s where my mind currently resides.
But I will wait a while- some of my mental machinations may be resolved by then. Such as my descision to ask Bortglomt to prom. I am ninety-five percent sure he will say no and I will end up either going alone or going with Agaetis or somethin’. But it is definitely worth a shot, if only to prove that I am brave enough to do something quite so rash.
But still, looking forward to tomorrow morning- presents lovingly wrapped, parents insisting on taking fifteen million pictures. Ugh.
Oh, and I did some midnight drabbles last night, here they are:
vocational occasional bastards on a golden sea your mind is more beautiful than you know our data daughters are beautiful and quick shoot your arrow
The clouds don’t worry all will become a delightful outcome our minds warped by your (scribble)geramy your tetrology
Beauty all the days we dance for you and you only laugh a little louder oh why not launch your mind ahead
Kangaroo blunt sayings of the wet winter we mustn’t decided beauty of the terror we will spray your caracas lovers
Love of course not, that is merely one very long boss list of our belights love changed our terrors we leaving, or gorgeous brothers dance as unicorns beneath the sentence by I’m a roset see yeah I was seen? And of me there are six douius attacks we love, if we could, but the terrible delightful things we think defile the definiyions of a small land.
And our words will predate us, or at least mine will, if I ever decide to do swathlin
I am ridiculous.

Aaah. Well, it’s been a good day. It’s been a good month, really. I guess the christmas spirit is finally getting to me, so I think I’m going to draw a little and go to sleep.

Happy holidays, everyone. I hope your hangovers are gentle and your parents are generous.
I also hope you take a little time to appreciate the little awesome things in life, like taking towels rigt out from the dryer and swaddling yourself in their fuzzy warmth. That’s how I remember living in Canada (I was six.)- wet cold followed by fuzzy warmth.
Well, I’ll see you all tomorrow. Love.

oh, wouldn’t it be nice

23 Dec


hey I drew something yesterday and forgot about it here it is

I have been messing around with textures lately, wiggling the levels around and changing them into odd-looking splotchy things. That I adore.


I hate how I get really good gift ideas a few days before christmas and then have no way to procure said gift ideas- one of the most frustrating things about living on an island. There are no malls. There are no outlet stores. There are no places to buy CDs on island. CDS! OH it is frustrating, but I think the lack of cold and abundance of beaches kind of make up for it.

My keyboard is wigging out, I do not know why.

So! Actually, I do know why- my tablet messes with our other wireless devices (mouse, keyboard) and makes them wiggle about and do strange things.

I kind of sat down here to write something constructive, but I really am kind of at a loss. Haven’t talked to ANYONE for the last few days, the solitude is beginning to get to me, I need to get a life. Maybe after christmas Lil will be able to do stuff, and I haven’t even called Ryan yet, so we shall see. Jamesey and Jenna and Katie are filming something at Jenna’s house today, she has the most amazing house and I am going to draw a picture of it. I have never been there, but this is how it has been described to me:

I-I tried! Valiantly!~

I guess I will have to go there in the future. I will, eventually, draw an accurate diagram for your viewing pleasure. But for now, just accept that it’s apparently an awesome house.

Oh and yesterday, I made some cape clips.
Took two butterfly clippies, tied them together with some string we had lying around, then clipped them to a towel around my neck. I felt so cool. I had my Japanese Wolverine T-shirt on, this awesome cape, and my dog began to bark at me and gnaw off my arm.

Man, I lead an epic life.

holiday festivities

20 Dec

Firstly, happy non-denominational holidays to everyone, yay snow and lack of obligatory pre-calc- wait, never mind, we have homework over the break. Ugh.
So, my family is rather strange. I will be spending christmas in their company, rather than with my gigantic extended family (who are Canadian and positively nuts). I am actually quite glad about this. None of my cousins on my father’s side have anything in common with me; the one cousin that does, Lindsay, is twenty-something and is a tattoo artist. (A totally bitchin’ tattoo artist, I might add. If you ever find yourself in Calgary lookin’ to get a narwhal needled into your arm, she’s the gal to ask.)
But anyway. I’m going to a live nativity scene tonight where there will be small donkeys, smaller goats, and possibly one large horse. Woo-hoo! I am excited. I will sing christmas carols with the passion of a thousand christmas-spirited bees. I may even throw in some interpretive dance (no.).

Also, on a completely different topic, I was talking to Wil about the earlier post wherein I put a list of awesome 2009 music things. Yeah, I realize some of it’s a little off. I have a bit of a warped concept of time, for which you can blame the school system. So imagine MGMT being released in 2009, and we’re all good.
I do have some more midnight drabbles, but I’ll put them up later.
Also, going to delete Pride Of The Magi (probably) because I’m not going to be able to think of a coherent plot without the aid of illegal substances.



16 Dec

Studying for the Chem test tomorrow w/ Genna, listening to Kevin Barnes being rather unsubtle about boning some chickiwick.
Kind of a good day today, took a shitload of Art History notes and list the plate for a print, as well as finding a real cool one in the trash can. I took it home. I am not sure who made it, though I suspect it may be Acquaintance Jake’s.
But anyway. Everyone has been given their poor-artist christmas gifts (aka prints). I am pretty happy.
Will write more later.