Dec
4th
Fri
4th
Friday night hijinx
Calling random payphone numbers
Jul
27th
Mon
27th
ATOM!
that is all.
The thunder is just there to scare you
its the lightening that’ll get you in the end.
Jul
25th
Sat
25th
This is why I want to be a dancer. This is why I dance. This is why I want to be a dancer. This is why I dance. This is why I want to be a dancer. This is why I dance. This is why I want to be a dancer. This is why I dance. This is why I want to be a dancer. This is why I dance. This is why I want to be a dancer. This is why I dance. This is why I want to be a dancer. This is why I dance. This is why I want to be a dancer. This is why I dance.
Jul
22nd
Wed
22nd
Lucha Libre
Jul
16th
Thu
16th
Song I am listening to on repeat today.
Jul
15th
Wed
15th
I’ve been thinking about relationships a lot lately…. and this pretty much sums up how I want it to be for me.
“Spending so many years alone and observant made me learn how to make a relationship work by watching everyone else fuck up theirs. The key is to just be nice to each other, and not be snarky. You want me to get up and get you a glass of water? Of course, my love. You need my help getting through grad school? I’ll do all that I can for you. People don’t need to snap at each other, and sacrifice should go both ways when needed. Love is too important a gift to waste. And that is what I saw… that’s what I learned.”
My friend Cory, to me, when I asked him what he felt he had benefited most from his five years of celibacy. (via turquoisebird)
Whole life of celibacy. Tell your dutch reformed cute friends.
A dream I once had.
I just remembered that I once had this dream where I killed the world’s last polar bear.
This was years ago now.
I was living in post-apocalyptic Toronto. There was no transportation system to speak of. The highways and roadways were no place for travellers.
But my dad was ill back in La Ronge and I needed to see him. So I took my kayak and kayaked up the St.Lawrence, around Newfoundland and Labrador, into Hudson’s bay, down the Churchill river system until I came to La Ronge. When I was rounding the tip of Labrador, I was taking a bathroom break when this old, skinny, matted, and flea bit looking polar bear lumbered towards me. She was half-starved and had desperately lonely eyes. With great effort she raised herself up on her hind legs and came towards me. I reached behind me into my kayak and pulled out my rifle. As she took a staggered towards me, I pulled the trigger and she went down. hard. just fell straight forward.
she took her last breaths as I stood over her and I realized that I had just killed the last polar bear in the world.
I wonder what reminded me of that just now.
