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They call me Flipper…

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I also love the t-shirt I have put on today. I like to call it “Woodland Creatures”. It’s like a ‘modern’ version of all those Northern Getaway shirts people used to wear. It’s the third t-shirt I’ve bought from H&M’s Organic Cotton line. I don’t know how ‘organic’ it all actually is, but here‘s a rundown. All I know is it’s extra soft and more breathable than regular tees. Anyway, enough product placement. Back to the million-page assignment. Share the post “They call me Flipper…”… Continue reading

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Midnight Vulture

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Why am I writing at 1:19am? I felt it necessary to publicly declare my love for this t-shirt I bought yesterday. The jeans are really good too. I just revised the second sentence for ‘wordiness’ purposes. You can tell I’ve had the grammar-check on while writing this report, as it’s becoming inherent that I fix, fix, fix. Although three “fix”es in a sentence is ‘wordy’ in and of itself. Little known fact: I wouldn’t mind if I died while listening to “Hook” by Blues Traveler.… Continue reading

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It’s all presentation.

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I’d like to write a story about my life, but then I think to myself: what’s the point, if I’d never get to write the epilogue? I think the book, if I did decide to write it without the proper conclusion, would have to be a collection of short stories. My life is never continually interesting, as I’m sure many people’s aren’t. I’d break it into 20 or so defining moments (or just some clumsy memories that are somewhat idyllic), and streeeeetch those stories out… Continue reading

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Rebel L

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Hey, I’m supposed to get up at like… oh, I dunno, 9am and shower and proceed working on my macadamia academic assignment thing, but man. It’s just not feeling like bedtime yet. Sure, my eyelids are like 10 pound weights (and in eyelid weight, that’s like benching a small elephant), but I feel like there’s just so much to catch up on. Like uploading some new photos for once, and linking you to Miklos.ca because we got to try out a 20mm lens his friend… Continue reading

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Oh, DJ Jojo. Where are you when it’s not Saturday morning?

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There’s this awesome guy in a yellow Corvette who circles the Falls some (all?) nights and, I imagine, pops one giant boner after another as people turn their heads to look at his car. The great thing is, Miklos and Pearl noticed him last year, and the guy still takes the same route around the Falls. He also looks around and around as he drives at an appropriate speed to make sure everyone is taking an envious glance at his high-performance ‘wheels’. This guy is… Continue reading

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Songs & Stories: This Week

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Mean Mad Margaret – Spoon Sent this to my nana, whose name is Margaret, and who oddly enough has always told us to “kill them with kindness”. (Ahh advice never heeded.) Odder still that my awesome nana uses email and MSN, I’d say. Before You Leave – Joel Plaskett/Thrush Hermit I find it really difficult to get over how cool the guitar sounds in this. Also, there’s a pretty cool video of Joel playing it on an acoustic while kind of tipsy (and on the… Continue reading

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Spilling Mistake

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The Local Rabbits will always be a good springtime band for me. Spring of 2006 in Toronto, Spring of 2009 in St. Catharines. There were some college years in between but we’ll just repress all those memories, excluding of course the influential people I met during that time. A few surprisingly great teachers, a few cool people, a few good friends, one of whom I knew only for just over a year but who touched my life in a lot of ways with our common… Continue reading

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Fame went to the painting elephant’s head

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When I was a wee little dame of about 16, one of my night-dweller friends (sometimes two) and I would spend summer nights on the back porch, usually at my house, and look up at the navy blue above our heads and watching for lights that twinkled just a little too quickly. We saw some strange things, but I think they may have just been strange by comparison, because no one looks up at the sky when they get older. (Unless they’re unemployed, which I… Continue reading

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