Freedom Revoked

Well - it was short and sweet, and I miss it already. I had the house to myself for a week while my parents moved my brother back to Manitoba for his second year of Medical School. Yes - it's true, I'm 27, living in my parents basement. I am a cliche of epic proportions.

While I do love my parents, I need to get out of this house. So since my "career" isn't really taking off, it may be time to start looking for alternatives. I'm thinking Government Job. *fingers crossed*

Poor Professor Pynchon

I have decided to rewatch Lost. THe all time best TV series EVER!

It was my brother's idea - he watched an episode from season 1 in Mexico, and came home eager to watch with me.

Unfortunately his enthusiasm is lacking compared to mine - I've surpased him by 2 episodes, secretly obviously, because we're supposed to be watching it together.

But honestly, I can't wait that long. I want to watch NOW.

OMG I love Andrew Bird. And I love new shoes. And I love that I get to sleep in my bed tonight - after sleeping on a matress on the floor of my mom's room for the past week while relatives have been here and even worse is that we had relatives the week before and while I got to sleep in my room, some of them snored so I got no sleep at all.

Come to the Front of the Class - We'll Measure Your Brain

Okay update with video has been rescheduled for tomorrow - today has been an insane EMO day. I think I'm okay now - surviving at least.

Heart kind of broken - but, I'm alive so, can you ask for more than that?

I'm expanding my Chicago ideas - I'm thinking Vancouver or Winnipeg - parents oddly calm now that I"m considering a move in Canada.

I think I will buy shoes in the morning. I haven't had new shoes in a long long time - and my heart needs a new pair of shoes right now.

It had just come to me.

The only solution possible

Move out of the country

Give parents the address of my blog

That should satisfy them right?

Ok so Gina pointed out that I haven't put a pic of myself on here in a long time, and yes, that is true. So here we go. Readers beware...scary times ahead.


It's been a long night of thinking about exactly what it is I'm going to do. I suppose really no decision needs to be made, and I really have no job anywhere. It's actually kind of scary to graduate from University, for the second time, and really have nothing. I mean yeah, I have friends and family and all that jazz - but, future = still totally up in the air.

This time next year I could be anywhere. It's a little scary.

I'm pretty sure my left arm is sunburned from driving around with Gina today. Frig. It's itchy like it's on fire.

Random thought aside: what to do.

NOTE: my teeth look really white in this photo WOOT!
When do you reach the point where you wonder if it's worth it to chase after a fantasy? I mean, this fantasy makes you extremely happy....and you think that fantasy could equate reality....so, is it worth it to go after it and leave everything you know behind?

I don't know...it really feels like it is. Like this could be the thing I would regret doing if I don't do it. So I suppose that means, go for it.

This all seems obvious as I'm writing this...but honnestly, it's been hours of wondering and staring around my room at nothing listening to Josh Ritter over and over and over. because I'm to lazy to add another disc to my stereo.

God, how can I survive on my own? Who will I hang with? Do you need people to hang with if you're attending a music festival in Hyde Park? You can go to that alone right?

Oy Vey

It just occured to me that I can't recall the last time I had a hug. This realization is doing nothing to improve the mood I currently find myself in. Depression is probably the closest word. And it's crazy because two days ago I was as high as a kite in a state of excitement.

The thing is - is that I want to move to Chicago. I'm currently looking for a teaching job there, and I'm trying to get certified and get a work visa and all that stuff. The problem is - my parents have gone completely insane about the idea of me moving to the states.

They're scared I'll get injured and then not be able to pay hospital fees, or what if I get mugged, or what if the school is unsafe.

And even knowing that all those things are possiblilties - I still want to go. I want to go really really badly.

Time for an adventure I say!