Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Prayer Against Storms and Lightning

Jesus Christ a King of Glory has come in Peace. +
God became man, + and the Word was made flesh. +
Christ was born of a Virgin.+
Christ suffered.+
Christ was crucified.+
Christ died.+
Christ rose from the dead.+
Christ ascended into Heaven. +
Christ conquers. +
Christ reigns. +
Christ orders. +

May Christ protect us from all storms and lightning.+
Christ went through their midst in Peace, +
and the Word was made flesh. +
Christ is with us with Mary. +
Flee you enemy spirits because the Lion of the
Generation of Juda, the Root of David, has won. +

Holy God! + Holy Powerful God! + Holy Immortal God! +
Have mercy on us.
Amen.

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Oh Happy Accident!

So....the other day Dan and I were at Vinyl Exchange, and I found a cd of Jeff Mangum live at Jittery Joe's for $2.10, and it even came with a little elephant poster.

The rawness of his live performance, his artistic and poetic talent, the roughness of his voice, and the genuineness of his music made me weep.

I am the happiest and saddest girl because this brings me back and takes me forward.

What a happy accident :) What a wonderful thing to happen!


All Hallow's Eve

If you invite me to a party at midnight, this is the costume I'll pull together for you.


Bros before bros man.

Also, I rock at flippy cup.

Friday, October 26, 2012

Adulthood

I think the first time in my life that I have felt like an adult was when I did a pregnancy test earlier today.

Easy there now, people reading this, just breathe. It's okay. There was no doubt in mind that I wasn't pregnant, I was just saying the feelings I had going through it.

But what if I was? What if it had come back with two lines instead of one? Would you stand behind me or away from me?

You think I'm not aware of what my parents would say, or not say? You think I wouldn't be aware of the way I probably would cause my grandparents premature heart failure or the scorn in my uncle's eyes as I trotted around my black sheepskin? You think I wouldn't realise that I'd be here, 23 and pregnant, a veritable cliche of baggy-eyed student who used to have principles that were beyond perfection, rooting around for cash for vitamins and desperate prayers for a steady job to feed mouths that were beyond my ability?


I don't want to traverse into adulthood. I want to go back to a time when my biggest concerns where which jello pack I was going to eat that day and whether Mike and Tyler would be at Honest Lawyers.

Maybe it's weird that I wasn't afraid of what I'd see down there. Maybe I haven't been in the situation where I should be afraid of what's down there. Maybe I have. Pregnancy paranoia persists in our generation. And then I realised, if I was pregnant, so what? It's a person, not a monster. It's shameful and disappointing and life changing, but it's just a person, not a monster. It's not death. It's life. It's an opportunity for change. Would anybody stand behind me? Would anybody push me forward?

I hope I'm brave if two stripes ever come my way.


Thursday, October 25, 2012

Jan 1st, 2012


Naked,
In bed. My bed right?
Right, pink sheets.
I know how I got here,
But it wasn’t my decision,
No it was.
Was it?

Confusion in this state of agitation,
Some would call it being horny
And slutty, whory, angry,
Throwing y words without asking the why question,
And understanding isn’t so much a crime as an art
As she lays in bed,
Naked,
Wondering how she got there again,
Unshaved, unbuttered, and dry.
She had just washed the sheets too.

Charles Bukowski being Charles Bukowski


“If I never see you again
I will always carry you
inside
outside
on my fingertips
and at brain edges

and in centers
centers
of what I am of
what remains.”

Charles Bukowski

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Monday, October 22, 2012

Things I Need to Make a List to Remember Forever

1. The way he says my name.

2. His dimpled smile.

3. The way he unconsciously grinds his jaw.

4. The way he'll reach over to hold my hand in the middle of the night.

5. That he'll mostly do what he wants on his terms and that it hurts me a lot, sometimes.

6. The way he calls me a "silly goose" or a "silly goose egg".

7. His back and arms.

8. His back-crushing hug.

9. That he is so much nicer when he's drinking, so much so that I'm waiting to hear something that shouldn't be said under the influence.

10. That I'll never ever ever be able to beat him in an arm wrestling match, even if I use both of mine.

11. That we'll end sooner or later, and the thought of that makes me so sick I want to puke.

12. That he doesn't believe in marriage and/or public displays of affection.

13. That I wonder if things would be different if he had never gotten this job. Different in a good way.

14. If I'm HAPPY or happy.

15. If I do or do not l word him. 

Monday Mornings Post Post

How do you tell someone to consider you more?

To take their needs and place them on the backburner, and take your needs and make them their own. It isn't something you can tell them to do because it negates all good expression on their wills.

Life for me is always so black and white, if a then b, because even if C happens, it wasn't the best thing to happen because it should have been a then b. But now I'm with someone who doesn't even use the same alphabet and it's a little confusing on how to proceed from here.

I come to work smelling like him so I lotion myself up, yet still I can smell that musk that lingers close to the body.

The 24 hour Extra Life gaming marathon, which was a HUGE success (we raised $1870, at our last count) killed me, and even though I hit the sack at 10:30 pm last night, I'm still quite dead today. I made some new friends and have realised that I'll always get second place in Small World :P



 "You only call me when you're drunk, I can tell by your voice. It's the only time you open up to me and tell me that you love me."

Friday, October 5, 2012

Come Picnic On Mars


for Zoë, age 5

On a distant glad November,
when our hearts are running high,
and the dreambats all have vanished
into the limestone of the sky,
why don't we take a fiery stroll
straight up to Mars? Just you and I.

We will pack a mental picnic
for years before we go.
Some will say the sky's the limit,
but we will answer: No,
the mind was made to travel.
So, too, indentured hearts,
and knitted fears unravel
with adventure in the dark.

A world of blues will slowly dwindle,
as Mars glows round the bend;
the differences that blind us
will bind us in the end,
for wonder is the chorus
that makes us all a choir,
and time will not forgive us
if, slug-a-beds, we lie
fat and bored and cranky
in our hammock in the sky.

So, come and take the waters
that jet across the seas
that lie between the planets
we crawl to on metal knees.
Oh! when we arrive, what fancy stuff
we'll see: the swooning sands of Paradise,
dust-devils, a volcanic sea.
Then, when twilight falls, by double moon,
we'll feast on ra-
ta-
touille!

Diane Akerman



Thursday, October 4, 2012

The Escaped Gorilla


When he walked out in the park that early evening
just before closing time, he didn't take
the nearest blonde in one arm and climb a tree
to wait for the camera crews. He didn't savage
anyone in uniform, upend cars
or beat his chest or scream, and nobody screamed
when they found him hiding behind the holly hedge
by the zoo office where he waited for someone

to take him by the hand and walk with him
around two corners and along a pathway
through the one door that wasn't supposed to be open
and back to the oblong place with the hard sky
where all of his unbreakable toys were waiting
to be broken, with the wall he could see through,
but not as far as the place he almost remembered,
which was too far away to be anywhere.

David Wagoner


Monday, October 1, 2012

Heal Children Through Gaming!

http://www.extra-life.org/index.cfm?fuseaction=donorDrive.participant&participantID=36713


Hello lovelies,

Wouldn't it be great to heal the world through video games?

Thousands of children suffer each year, regardless of their family's ability to pay. These kids are face immense challenges like cancer, cystic fibrosis, and injuries from accidents to name just a few

On Oct. 20th, 2012, the University of Saskatchewan Gamers will hold an EPIC 24 hour marathon to raise money for children's hospitals in our province.

We would love your support any way that you can show it, through getting the word out, money, prizes, or maybe even food for the event.

It would be especially love if you could find it in your heart to support us with a monthly pledge or one-time gift that will go directly to my hospital.

Your donation is tax-deductible and ALL PROCEEDS go to help kids.

Last year, Extra Life raised more than 1.2 million dollars to save kids, but in 2012 our goals, just like the needs of the kids we serve, are much, much higher.

I can't do this without your help. Donating online is safe and easy! To make an online donation please click the "Support This Participant" button on this page.

Love you guys :)