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Tuesday, November 21st, 2006
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I"ve been play a soprano uke for a while and just bought a 1950's banjolele which i love. I got the music shop to make it able to fit metal strings and then when I was tuning it, the bridge broke. does anybody here know any ideas/resouces on banjoleles and metal strings?
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Tuesday, January 10th, 2006
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I'm in san francisco still, have been here for about a month and a half now. this is a pretty cool town to get stuck in though. I'm waiting for a puppy to be old enough to be on it's own and then I'm going to bounce.
I still haven't met a road dog yet which kinda sucks, but traveling alone is not the worse thing either. If I don't leave this town soon though, the hippiness of this place will seep into my former gothic soul and then I just won't know what's what. I'm having an awesome time though, and drinking alot. I'm living in a squat that was left to this lady's cats for a hundred years, which is so cool.
the computer is about to kick me off which is really lame especially since I've barely said anything that's happened lately, like my new year's eve...
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Friday, September 9th, 2005
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wow a lots happened since I updated this. I'm on the other side of the country now in van and doing day labour picking up used needles in alleys. this city is weird but I had a shitload of fun crossing the country. now I can finally say I've seen the ocean. and right when I got off the train here, I hitched to downtown with some yard workers who gave me rum at 6 am on a sunday, no less.
I'm going to get on welfare here because panhandling is so shitty and leave before vancouver's "winter" starts in november, I think. but seeing as I didn't make it to st.jean, or metalfest who knows how things will work out. I did get fingerprinted by u.s. customs though and that blows.
I've been diddling with the harmonica for the past month or so and hey, maybe in like 6 years I can rock out some black sabbath. I can however play blister in the sun by the violent femmes on the harmonica and guitar, and that's a huge musical leap for me.
well, I'm painfully sober so I have to drag my friend away from the kung fu movie here at the drop-in to go get smashed.
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Wednesday, July 13th, 2005
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well, still haven't made it to the ocean but after I deal with some welfare paperwork that's where I'm headed tomorrow. I missed st. jean baptiste but I'll be there for sure next year, and I'm going to milwaukee metalfest at the end of the month.
I saw fireflies for the first time and bought my first half-gallon of whiskey which was fun. and I can't believe how cheap alcohol and tobacco is in the states, I really want to get the .... out of canada but I don't have a traveling partner yet because most of my canadian friends are scared of the states and the americans I've been hanging out with are enjoying the strong beer and lax cops.
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| Time: | 7:28 pm. |
| Music: | janis joplin. |
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things are pretty sweet right now. I'm on welfare so I'm looking forward to the first so I can party. and if I don't end up getting a job in the movies this week I'm going to st. jean baptiste in quebec city on thursday and I might even have somebody to hitch with. my dad lent me his bike and it got stolen on father's day, which is weird. I had steak and eggs for the first time ever today for breakfast. amazing. especially with a side of bacon. and I used to be vegetarian...
I'm still on my first six pack of the day and have watched some wicked movies at aubrey's. I feel uncomfortable spending so much time indoors though. damn janis joplin is so great, I just want to go out and karaoke right now. and I watched tommy for the first time today, and seeing tina turner was crazy. I used to rock out to her when I was little, except I called her tina turnip or tina mustard, which I think is a hot name.
I did mushrooms last night and that was cool, I always get so happy. they're like my anti-dope treat. anyways, I gotta go try and convince people to go out to a strip club or karoke or something.
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| Time: | 6:09 pm. |
| Music: | Goblin. |
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had a sweet hitch from montreal to here. one minute and a fucking half for my first ride! I'm seriously noticing a trend of shorter waits as a blond. I'm going to keep a detailed journal and see if I notice anything interesting overall or not. that kids, is some real field work.
it's so nice to see my friends, and running into people on the street all the time and finding out about parties and fun shit is cool too. I don't have that to the same extent in montreal.
but, it seems like moving back to toronto would be taking the easy route. and the thought of moving back gives me a sense of defeat, or something like that.
this city is about money, and I never fully realized it until I went to montreal. maybe I really am I city girl, never left one long enough to find out how I'd fare in the country. but I think I now want to spend at least a season in the country before I go back to school or whatever. fuck, I already have this summer's and practically next's sketched out, and that's not what I intended. even when I try to completely slack off, that's not the case. I still worry too much and plan too much. lame. well, that's nothing living on a mountain on an island next to a cemetery in the habitat of a poo troll won't rid me of. that's my life next week. sounds more exciting already.
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Wednesday, April 20th, 2005
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I just checked the weather and it's supposed to be sunny in both toronto and montreal so that's a good sign I won't be hitchiking in the rain, no?
I am compleletly done school! I feel so free and unacademic it makes me smile. now I must be off to go make money for whiskey and possibly pcp. I'm supposed to be fasting tonight because I'm getting tested for diabetes and liver enzyme shit tomorrow morning. fun fun.
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So I kinda had the flu this weekend, which sucked ass because there were some shows I wanted to go to. and now I don't know if I have a pnemonia 'relapse' or what, but I still feel much better than yesterday and much, much, better that saturday, but when I cough... oww.
now I don't know if I want to leave montreal this summer. I still want to travel and go to the states, but arizona and texas and california and louisiana will all still be pretty warm in august... so I'm thinking why not just stay in the happening town I am for the next couple months. sometimes I wonder if my wanting to move around all the time is good or just reiterating childhood bullshit. and I mean, c'mon, st jean baptiste day? how the hell can I miss that????? and it's not like I have a carnie job to go to , which was a grand reason in my mind for the out-of-canada-in-may (oh how I would have loved to have my 20th birthday on the road as a carnie in the states, sigh)
scheme I had going so I guess I'll make some back-up cash here or something.
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Wednesday, March 23rd, 2005
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counseling session before term paper presentation; decent fucking performance
drinking afterwards with collegues to celebrate; looking tired enough to stall my second presentation today!
in french class tonight we had an oral test, listen to a song and then answer seriously difficult questions about it. the songs were abouts gypsies and the other was la boheme. I wonder why the teacher keeps playing such hippy songs, does she miss her youth or is she trying to reach out to us? I feel sorry for her, but that's not good. neither is the fact that nobody's learning anything. I haven't really been to class in maybe two weeks and it doesn't seem like I've missed much, -this is a six-credit course-. en tout cas, listening to this cheesy music about gypseys and then la boheme, made me so happy that I'm going to travel. and I'm already happy about traveling, and... I'm probably going to get a puppy soon!
now I have to go home a write a term paper. and a fiche de lecture. fuck. but then I can get really, really, high this weekend and yeah, should be alright.
tomorrow night I can start living it up in montreal. I'm so excited.
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Saturday, March 19th, 2005
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I've been really busy this week, though I didn't attend a single class...
last night I had a crappy night though. one of those nights that you just KNOW is going to suck, so; you can either go about your sucky evening plans and *try* to have fun regardless, (though your brain knows it's pretty pointless)or, you can go home and drink and have a movie night. I stayed out, though only till two because, alas it was a crappy night. but, I found a full cigar that I'm going to smoke at some point today, and tonight I have tickets to see alcoholica! the metallica cover band! at the best cover band joint in montreal, le medley!
really, what am I doing inside? it's beautiful out and I need to pan for breakfast
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A couple days ago I decided I'm not going back to school next year. I've been pretty happy ever since, which is a nice change. and a rather obvious indictor that I've made the right choice, no?
I'm going to try and get a carnie job for some or most of the summer, then hitchhike and train hop around for a while.
life is alright.
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Monday, February 28th, 2005
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| Time: | 8:27 pm. |
| Mood: |  tired. |
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I have a lot of homework this month. a midterm next week, a term paper, another term paper with presentation, and of course my french presentation and of course other french tests and quizzes.
so march is going to suck.
but there's lots of shows coming up, and I would really like to go out and party so... as I was almost passing out in class earlier today, I was like, hey, -start doing speed again-.
what the fuck. or maybe just stop smoking pot?
I seriously feel myself getting stupider lately. I think things but don't communicate them correctly. and it would be socially awkward for me to go around always correcting myself... FUCK!
I really want to bitch about my whole, "am I dropping out of school and running away to the states for the summer, or work there as a carnie, or fuck it all and blow my money on a motorcycle and wander, or what? travel alone? with a dog, a boy, a girl, a friend? going into a trade instead of back to school? get or make some sort of a job? I don't know!" I can't type as fast as I worry, so that's not even the convoluted part of it...
though lately/at the moment, I'm leaning towards the no school for me next year. which means my future plans can expand beyond summmer...
that's a really nice thought. more than six months without school? haven't done that since I was 15 and though I was fucked in the head, I was alot less fucked in the head after I just lived for a while. things will work out. somehow.
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Monday, February 14th, 2005
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I have two papers due tomorrow. well, one was actually due on thursday... haven't started either yet.
but hey, I have one less tution payment than I thought! meaning I can enjoy that $700!
I'm smoking half a pack a day now.
but hey, I lost my winter weight gain!
yeah. I'm in a weird stressed-but-not-doing-anything-practical-about-it mood.
but hey, I'm actually reading fiction! well, bukowski doesn't really count as fiction, but leguin does. me, reading sci-fi! it's still so novel! comic books too!
and concerning my little rant about boys yesterday... maybe it's just another case of me not being happy when I get what (I think) I want...?
but hey, journal entries are a great way to procrastinate!
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Sunday, February 13th, 2005
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when did boys start talking so much? about feelings and their opinions? and always wanting MY opinions? not be be a sex-obsessed heartless cunt but what the fuck?! I just want to fuck around and smoke and drink and dance and get high and watch movies with you random boys. tabarnak, I don't need to know how you FEEL about EVERYTHING.
montreal is such a couples town too. no cheers to that.
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Monday, February 7th, 2005
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| Subject: | I can't wait to bathe |
| Time: | 7:51 pm. |
| Mood: |  content. |
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I hitched to ottawa on friday. sometimes I felt like I was in edmonton, other times like I was in the annex.
the men in ottawa called me sister alot. and people there really fucking like to skate. there are also chip trucks everywhere downtown. I also ate a lot of beef. (the last guy that gave me a ride in gave me 30$ in harvey's and second cup gift certificates) drank girlie drinks cuz the punk scene is pretty twinkie, and dr. migilicuddy's makes me feel like I'm 15 again too.
I paid too much for a punk show the first night, and the next day went to an extended house party. met some cool kids and their cute puppies. and then it was time to try and make it back to montreal in time for my french test. I could have went late, but, I'm tired. at least my new health card and replacement driver's license will soon be in the mail... the reason for my trip. I always feel calmer and almost happy once I've decided to travel in the near future. even when it was to fucking ottawa.
maybe I won't go back to school next fall. but then my debt will start accumulating interest... ugh. but if that's the only thing that's stopping me from fucking off school... then I'm even more retarded than I think I am.
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