wednesday nights and sunday evenings.

My life is work and school.

But i have two optional activities that make regular appearances in my schedule.

sanctuary--- the goth night. and if you're a good facebook stalker, you can see all the (risque, are you serious) photographs you could possible want to. Not of me, of course.

and bible study.--- it's so sweet and nice and all these people are so friendly and they always feed me good food and is it a staple of Christianity to have an older man with a guitar? Because if it is, one day, I want to be an older man with a guitar.

I like these two things very much. They are Nice.

However, they are not very satisfying. I am getting bored with both of them.

I am feeling like something is missing,
I don't think it's a good stiff drink (*cough*) and sometimes I wonder if it is God?

Katana

whatever makes you happy

you know when you're in love? and that aching feeling you get over long distance seperation? Snowboarding and I are so far apart its like the beginning of a romantic comedy and ever since a one-night-stand with MDMA, I am realizing that snowboarding and I should never have let Summer (that conniving b*tch) come between us.

I'm just waiting impatiently for the Day After Tomorrow. Then you won't need a job to snowboard ALL THE TIME.

Love like Winter,

Katana

Let's play Either/Or

Let's play either/or, and these questions are arbitrary.

Would you rather have a whole-hearted, genuine friendship or someone's half-hearted and cautious affections?
Would you rather see someone every day a little bit, or once a week for a long time?
Would you rather fuck a bunch of strangers with no diseases, or marry one person you love with HIV?
Would you rather work in a job you hate that leaves time for that which you love, or work in a job that turns what you love into a job?
Would you rather have someone you love happy and in love with someone else, or have them in love with you and wish their life was different?
Would you rather be independant and lonely, or codependant and bored?
Would you rather give up the internet or your cellphone?
Would you rather be burglarized or blackmailed? (assuming you loose an equal monetary value)
Would you rather be selfish and entertaining, or a generous introvert?
Would you rather be yourself now or yourself five years from now?

Are you doing today what will make you who you want to be in the future?
Do you ask yourself either/or questions when you make your decisions?


cross-posted from LJ.

I teach art classes

Quotodien things do not make me nervous. And on one day off I was walking and I saw a kids' art center and was like, "i want to do that." So I went in and said hi and then sent them a resume. But they needed stuff and i had no stuff so I forgot about it.

Than I got a call that said, "let's meet up."
So I was nervous. for sure.

And then I went in and found out that it wasn't so much an interview as much as a "You start on the 12 and you need to make lesson plans." Followed by tea and chatting and smiles.

I now teach art classes to two kids at the Green Apple Art Centre on Tuesdays and Saturdays for the next two months.

Progression! Dropping in! Exclamations!
And it's only minimum wage but for someone with no experience it's fricative perfect.

Love Katana

Theresa is Visiting.

Songs I'm thinking of:

Nightwish: Over the hills and far away
Mewithoutyou: Gentlemen
AFI: 37 mm

And I have had more alcohol in the last three days than I have, cumulatively, in the last month and a half. I'm sure.
Not to say I've been coming home thrashed.

But it does mean that I've come to a few nice conclusions.

It makes me happy that I have a good friend named Theresa from Germany who likes Vancouver and to come visit. And that I have good friends that like to go to the Naam at 4 am. And that my job is part-time so that I can go to work at three. AND that i don't have to work tomorrow. And that is the best part of all.

More interesting things are apparently going to happen in the next couple of weeks, too!

Love Katana

Comeback Kid

I went and saw Comeback Kid with Andy and Lindsay.

I last saw them on St. Patricks day, and before that more times than I can recall, in Manitoba. They're pretty fun.

I participated in a circle pit.

What happened to the Hiebert member of the band? The one with the hot brother? I don't know......unless he suddenly acquired a full head of hair.

It was fantastic.

Such energy! So many sweaty boys with short hair and axe deoderant!

Russian Reversal.

Roses are red
Violets are blue
In Soviet Russia
Poem reads you!


"At Emily Carr, you can always find a party. In Soviet Russia, Party finds you!”

Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha.