dream come true

If I am the only one who can admit that I had imaginary friends as a child, then all of you are liars.

Mine where special friends. I'm not saying yours weren't special too. I just didn't know them. My friends were also based from literature because if having them wouldn't make me cool enough then I would make them, and myself cooler by association, by drawing attention to the fact I was a nerdy girl with imaginary friends who liked to read books (note passed tense, being that I am super cool now. obvi... I have a blog).  They weren't human imaginary friends, more like imaginary pets. I was denied pets as a child though I yearned for one. So thus, I made some up.Wild, near untameable pets.

Except I alone tamed them. I was their master.

Their names, White Fang (half dog-half wolf, all rebel and badass motherfucker) and his mother Kitche (escaped sled dog turned wild only to be tamed once again after giving birth to a litter of half wolf -half dog puppies with only one survivor (*hint, it's White Fang cuz he's badass like that) before being tamed again by man...or me).

So, I used to walk around the playground at times when my real friends were sick or had choir practice or had team sports and I would pretend I had two loyal beasts following me. Obeying my every command. As I mentioned before I was cool, obvi because I avoided extra curricular activities like choir and sports teams by fueling my deep love for dogs with imaginary ones.

I'm explaining all of this to you, my loyal 8 readers because tomorrow I will be embarking on what maybe a life long dream. I'm going dog sledding. In the northern reaches of Ontario I will be harnessing a team and exploring the Tundra. Well more like Boreal Forrest, but shit if there isn't a hell of a lot of snow up here and it doesn't feel like the North Pole erry day! So really, this could be the day that makes or breaks the rest of my life.

For real.

Wish me luck! <3

Fun things from the final moments of 2010.

Here are some of the highlights from New Years Eve, my first in this town.
 
The full length entirely white fox fur coat which I wore over a black dress with iridescent gold spots, pattered tights with knee socks, and heels I absolutely cannot walk in but did just for this special occasion. Not to mention pink lipstick and fully curly hair pulled to the side in an over a shoulder kind of way.

Our neighbor doing nine shots of tequila because the world juniors was a high scoring game. He didn't make it to New Years in case you were wondering.

A fifty something divorcee hitting on chad the ENTIRE night, she was touchy, she was feely, and she was into the young ones.

The legion in general. if you ever want to feel like you are at a high school dance that serves booze, attended a legion on New Years Eve.

The fact that one man can order 10 drinks at once, no questions asked. And it was all under $40.

Vitiman T earning his name sake by bustin out some sweet break dance moves on the dance floor. That's right, he windmilled. At the legion. On New Years Eve.


Watching chad simultaneously fend off this older but interested woman at the same time as attempt to pput moves on some of the local young ladies.

Someone got on a chair and danced.

I mastered homemade spanikopita, no one had heard of it before. But trust me, it tasted just like Athens Bakery.

Who could forget the chunky heels and chunky highlights. and bedazzled shirts/dresses as far as the eye could see.

Other then that folks, it was just good ol'fashioned fun times!
Happy New Year! <3

Warning

Chunky highlights will lead to chunky heels.
Fact.

lower then expected norms

Hey, so I may have mislead some people if not everyone i spoke to over the last seven days.
I may have told you the population of this fair town was 10 000.
I was wrong. Way off.
It's 1 200.
So when I told you 10 000 and you nodded your head saying, "well, that's not so bad" I wondered why you were not more shocked. You weren't shocked because ten thousand is a large number, it's larger then Dryden (the smallest designated city in Ontario, with a population of 8 000 people). When really I wanted you to say "Oh MY god! how are you surviving! My high school was bigger then that!"
There I said it for you.
<3

Time flies when you are having fun

Dear Blog,
This trip was too short.
I just got here.
Don't make me go back. Not yet at least. I'm not ready.
I haven't spent my whole paycheck yet.

But really, I'm excited to go back to see my lil'home on the range. I'm sure thing have fallen apart at home and Vitamin T will need help putting it all back together again.
Thank GOD! He has agreed to meet me at the airport tomorrow night instead of me getting on a bus at 11pm then arriving in the North at 2am. The possibilities of decapitation are too great for me to risk a trip like that. Plus it'll mean one exciting night in the booming metropolis of T Bay! *thumbs up*wink*

I read an article today about some idiot who got attacked by a bear last spring and vows revenge for his injured leg. I, now being a citizen of the North, immediately criticized this gentleman for being in the woods during the spring thaw/bear awakening/post hibernation killing spree. But we can't blame him.  No, no, no, this bear must die. And savagely at that. It must pay for the harm it caused and be held completely accountable for its instinctual urges to eat on an empty stomach. This man, he means business.

I hate people.

I have to go, 
Bye Bye Blog

Editors notes

Whilst in the city I have been talking about my blog with its avid readers. All 6 of them.
One of which expressed a desire to see capital letters in my writing. So Laura, this on is for you.
I'll try to keep this up, but really it add just one more level onto the already difficult task of typing.
I will do my best. For you, and only you.
Love,
Me

Urban sprawl withdrawl

Folks.
Soon I will be returning to the home land for the holidays. i honestly could not be more excited To bask in the glow of urbanization once again. The glorious most wonderous city lights. And noise. And Traffic. And Sidewalks. And Nobody says hello to you while you are walking to the store just trying to mind you own business, that's all, just mind your business.
I might be the only person in this town who walks with their head down.
No hellos.
No how are yous.
Nothing.

I'm coming.
I'm excited.
I'm ready.
Get your butts in gear.

having a warm streak.
up to -17 from -33.

contact.

i found a radio station.
am 1450.
it's staticy.

911 is a joke.

this town is so remote and so small that 911 doesn't exist.
if you are being robbed (an unlikely scenario here..), if your life is in danger, or if your house is burning down there are three different phone numbers each 7 digits long to be dialed depending on your emergency.

*the title of this is making reference to a public enemy song, i am not saying that 9-11 is a joke.
flava flav in full effect.