Thursday, July 24, 2008

The Turning Point

My brother is moving to Thailand for two years, and he leaves tomorrow. That really blows. My brother and I are super-close without being all that close. It's a hard relationship to define, but it works for us. He's awesome and cool, and young and growing, and while I'm so excited for him and his new adventure, I'm going to miss him, and every time I think about him leaving, I want to cry.

Yesterday my brother and I were talking, and I was telling him about all my new adventures this summer. My brother is the opposite of me - he's totally not a corporate suit. He always tells me that I just "work for the man", am "part of the rate race", and I'm wasting my life "padding the pockets of the white man". Whatever. It pays the bills for now. He's much more free and easy than me. His life is about being happy. My life is about getting through it.

This summer I've started to realize that he my be on to something, and I think he could see the change as I was telling him about drumming and dancing and singing and laughing and generally not caring so much about all the stupid shit I've worried about before. He said it was like I was having my "TSN Turning Point". He could be right.

Predicting Shit - Who Wins?

Anne predicts that she'll get dropped like a bad habit by Moody Spurgeon.

Paprika says otherwise.

The winner gets to continue predicting shit. The loser must stop predicting shit.

3 months. Let's see who wins.

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

It Doesn't Have To Be Friday

"Are you sure today is Tuesday? My favourite day of the week is usually Friday..."

Friday, July 11, 2008

Poetry Slam, Part: the First (of many, I hope. Courage, Willow.)

I've always lived along straight lines
But I long so much to be curvy
All my life, everyone has said to me
"Anne, why are you in such a hurry to
Get here, get there, do this, say that,
Finish this, start that,
Anne, why can't you just fuckin' relax??"

Sunday, July 6, 2008

Who's That Girl?

"Earlier you said you couldn't even recognize your own shadow, but I think you can see it more clearly now than ever..."

So he said to me several hours later. Several hours after I noticed my shadow while I was wearing a wig, and commented that I didn't recognize it.

I'm sure when he wrote it, he didn't realize what a maelstrom he would set off in my mind.