Family Pride :)

Sean's drawing skills... a graphic for a review of Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter:

Pretty good, no?

Resolute

So, it's two a.m. and I have taken a night off from life to make some September Resolutions. Probably something to do with the idea of the school year or my birthday or the pressure of New Year's always effing things up but here goes. These are the things I'd LIKE to get going but might not necessarily end up happening...

In no apparently order of importance:

- run 3 x a week (I miss running. They don't have to be big runs. Short morning runs are awesome too.)

- chin-ups a.m. and p.m. (Tristan made me a chin-up bar. I might as well use it. :p)

- core 3 x a week (also something that I used to do religiously but now do NEVER. Sheez.)

- ride 3 x week (including track and UBC burn laps and a.m. Emily laps, not including commuting to work)

- earlier bedtime (ha... oops)

- cut back in alcohol (one of the setbacks of working in a bike shop)

- eat proper breakfasts (I've gotten out of eating real breakfasts, which is so DUMB so that's gotta change for sure.)

- read more (gotta get that book from Natalie)

- no more coffee drinks (gotta get out of that Van City mentality)

- stop eating out so much (another Vancouver bad habit though I will sorely miss Budgies)

- cut back (out) candy (I know what you're thinking... haha, Linnaea, good luck with that one... yeah, thanks for the vote of confidence :p)

- be the change you want to see in the world (haha, couldn't resist... cheesy and awesome... and, if I admit it, true)

- try not to take it personally (what is "it" you ask? EVERYTHING, that's what because life is too short to think otherwise)

Quote du jour:

"An undefined problem has an infinite number of solutions." - Robert A. Humphrey

Song of the day:

Devotchka - The Winner Is...

25

I'm 25. When I was a kid, I thought things would be much different when I turned 25. Maybe I thought I'd have it all figured out. Maybe I had this idea of what the life of a 25-year old should be. Maybe I'd watched too many Disney movies. Maybe it doesn't matter. Things are how they are and I'm enjoying how they are despite maybe not following certain life tracks...

Went sailing with Moses on Friday. It was actually pretty funny - when I showed up to his house, my friend Andy was chilling on the next door neighbour's deck (he lives there) and I invited him along (because it was his birthday). At first he said no but after a little prodding, he was in. We headed out in Kiwi, Moses' newly acquired 24-foot boat and the weather cooperated - the sun came out and there was enough wind to jaunt around English Bay. Then it was back to shore and there we met a very cool chick. This girl, Julie, walked (walked!) from the Mexican/U.S. border all the way up to the U.S./Canada border. How crazy/cool/interesting is that? She heard about it once and, on a whim, mentioned it to a couple friends. They came back to her a month later and asked if she was serious and eventually away they went. It took her from April to this past Sunday... imagine that... just hiking along... the continent! Very cool.

Birthday party last night. I went and did a burn UBC lap after work (wasn't going to but I'm glad I did) and arrived home just in time for three cakes, bubbly, snacks, awesome people, bliss. I like when everyone gets together and they mesh well and have fun. I know, I know, cheesy, Linnaea. Oh well. It was fun.

So, going to start actually training. I prefer life when I'm training. And not in an, "oh geez, I'm fat, I need to do something about this" though I guess that's a part of it (a tiny liiiittle part - I've worked so hard to get to where I am in terms of that body image stuff and I am not going back!) but more the fact that I like doing runs and rides and hikes and all that. So yeah, that's that.

Anyway, that's all I got.

Pic du jour:

(I Heart Postsecret)

Song of the Day: Abandoned Pools - Monster

Kara-okay!

Vancouver's a funny city for relationships. I'm not even talking about relationship relationships (though those are messed up here too) but even friendships are complicated. I've noticed this over the last year and change that I've lived here - you don't just become friends with people. There's a waiting period or something. You meet someone and you don't seem to hang out until four months later... or you you hang out all the time for a bit then you seem to just take a break and don't talk for weeks. What's up with that? Is it to do with the transient nature of Vancouver as a whole? Is it just the people that I keep meeting, that I keep hanging out with? Or is this the norm and I'm the one out of the ordinary?

I haven't quite figured it out and probably won't. I had a friend who's been here for awhile tell me that I was young and in time I would become jaded to the whole process and 'wouldn't try so hard' and then it wouldn't matter but it does matter. It kind of bugs me actually.

It's a stupid game and I don't wanna play it! MEH! haha

Alright, enough of the pain, bring on the fun! ha

Went out to Two Parrots for karaoke (thanks to Moses inviting me... and I love him dearly for it because it was exactly what I needed.) Tuesday and had an awesome time. I forgot how great karaoke is. I rarely get up to sing and tonight was the exact reason why... there was this gaggle of theatre kids just lovin' the mic - they were the first 15 songs or so before anyone from our table got up. And they were good but Moses was right... they have this distinct drilling tone that has no depth. But they were good. Moses and co. were amazing as usual. Oh, and that guy who sings "I Believe in a Thing Called Love" so goddamn beautifully and tried to kiss me outside the Two Parrots once was there too. He did the Darkness, as per usual, and had some slutty dancer girl come up and try to dance with him but he wasn't having any of it. Singers and their focus, huh? Go figure. I do wish I'd stuck around long enough to convince Moses to sing "Creep" by Radiohead because I do love it...

Anyway, off to bed. I'm going to attempt to move a couch tomorrow am super early... that'll be interesting given there's a dude sleeping in the room we're supposed to bring it into and I have a sinking feeling that it's just too big to go in... ah well. There will be many moments of "That's what she said" I'm sure. Maybe a couple references to Friends too. haha

Alright,

Quote du jour: "The finest steel has to go through the hottest fire" - John N. Mitchell