don't give or sell your soul away

Holy good goddamn I am exhausted these days.
I don't think that there is any good reason? Probably stress?
I had a coffee today and I had some eggs and potatoes and some vegetables and I walked the dog and did some errands and now all I want to do is lie in bed and look at the ceiling.
All my limbs are like lead. Is lead heavy? if so then that's what I mean.


I biked home in the rain last night. I mostly rode on sidewalks. They were empty so I only felt a bit bad. no, actually, not bad at all.
Bikes are like magic. Magic quick so fast, faster than cars in the city faster than cabs they are like miracles. Rode by a car in traffic last night and a dude shouted out the window at me "you should get a horse, it'd be faster". I didn't really get it. But I definitely was going faster than that car... I'd like to have a horse, though.
But I'd be scared my friends would eat it.



I think there is a distinct possibility that I will be missing having a cat way more than I am willing to consider. Does this mean that I will have to get several boyfriends with cats? Obviously.


One of my new roommates is very into cooking weird animals. This is my idea of hell. Hahahaaaaa I know that part of moving out is to get less set in my ways and more easy-going and stuff. But talk about trial by fire.

It'll be okay.
She is only living with us for a bit because then she's going on a chef-training tour of Canada where she will be killing her own stuff and cooking it. Which is cool?
I know that in theory I should respect people who can kill and eat their own food way more than people who just eat things other people have gotten for them, but...
I don't really understand being able to kill, either.
I kind of understand eating meat when it doesn't look like anything that's ever been alive and it tastes good, I can understand wanting to ingest that.
But I don't really understand wanting to slice something's throat and then eat it.
I mean, if I were hungry enough, for sure! But not just because.

I just don't get it. And I get sulky and defensive when I try to discuss things like this. YAY goddamn I am so mature.
It's okay it's okay I gotta get used to the world more. I'm so set in my ways. Ai yii.





Moving is so so so so soon. I'm too exhausted to get up and keep packing. No, I will. Everything gets thrown into garbage bags! Everything will be fine!


I have the long hair these days, hey? It sort of drags down my face but I'm not cutting it I hate wearing glasses in the summer I need contact lenses
I want to go with Violet to Europe this summer I want to travel forever
gotta look at cottage dates soon............................

Oh yeah, we will need a new roommate August 1st, I'm warning you now so you can give your notice and come and live with us. It will be very fun I will be nice for once. Not sulky.
Please pass on the word to the coolest people you know of. THANKS.



For some reason all I want to do is listen to these two songs:


I Can't Make You Love Me -- Bonnie Raitt

and

All That You Have is Your Soul -- Tracy Chapman

I'm not recommending watching either of these vids, really, just listening to these songs. So good. Also I've been singing both of them to Kaya while I walk her. Poor Kaya.
hahaa I'm also getting good at ventriloquism by singing while I walk but not wanting people to be able to tell that I'm singing to myself. Coooooool.

hoooopssss merrrrredithhhh

heyyy buckaroos
It's Wednesday!
(I had to check what day it was before I wrote that because I'm just that type of girl. the type of girl who has nothing to do)



Holeeee shit it's going to be the worst if I don't get packed in time because then everyone will be like "I KNOW YOU WERE JUST DICKING AROUND ON THE INTERNET, YOU TURD"
just kidding everything is getting done and it's going to be fine!



I got the Canucks app for my phone and now it sends me updates! Which is funny because I'm already watching the game guys, jeeezus. But that would be super handy if I were at work or something.
Kevin Bieksa! Kevin Bieksa! 


Hoops Hoops Hoops Hoops Hoops Hoops Hoops Hoops!!!!!

Got there early to ensure our prime realty seats at the bar. I love that fucking giant tv.


"Hey, Meredith, do you like going to Hoops?"

"I could take it or leave it"

noooooo way, it's so fun there!

I think last night was the funnest ever but I have to say that now we are in the Stanley Cup finals it'll be fun for awhile longer. And the biggest fun ever if we win the cup. Which I very much want to happen.








We were so stressed out. It was pretty funny. I like getting worked up about things that aren't actually of importance to me.



I also love nachos, jfyi. Nachos and fries. Tooooo many nachos and fries. Nachos and fries every day. Ughughgugh. So good. So good for my thighs!



Not to make my family and readers who do not care about hockey in the slightest hate me or anything, but DAMN, that goal when there was 15 seconds left and they tied it up and sent it into overtime. YESSSSSSS.
We cheered so much!



We also cheered when we won, obviously!
There may have been some standing on stools and banquettes and some trumpet-playing. hahahahaahaaaa classic.


Also, SO MANY friends came. It was outrageous! The bender four (gruesome foursome, bender gang, whatever you want to call us) were intact but then we all had so many buds come to join the party!
I think more people I knew were there than at my birthday! (slight exaggeration)
Even Prune, Violet, and Dollface came! crazzy!

Our favourite penalty is TOO MANY MEN which Carla Ghee and I refuse to consider as a reason that anyone should ever be penalized. ....unless it was a sexy penalty...?
Should I have an entire terrible stand-up act based on hockey? Probably, hey?

Hahahahaa also, my bud may have delayed the sloan tour bus departure because he refused to stop watching the game.
That's commitment. Not to his band, but to his hockey.



Hahaha I accidentally told Carla Ghee that I was wearing my Hoops colours instead of saying I was wearing my Canucks colours. Classic mistake.

I love theme parties.
I may have gotten in trouble last night for admitting that I still really don't care about hockey. I only care about Canucks. And Hoops. And Norman's love of both. And the parties that surround it.
Although, if I weren't at Hoops I'd have it on the tv at home for sure.



It's my perfect kind of day outside, sunny, pretty windy, and not too hot. 17 degrees might be my favourite degrees. Who am I, my mother?
Ughhh I have so much to do! It'd be super nice to go just sit in a park all day instead, though, hey?