cottage dreams

I'm back from the cottage. It's much hotter in the city. The sun sets behind the cottage and it gets shady very early in the evening and cools down the house. I'm never too hot in the evenings there beside the lake. I like being chilly at night, wearing sweatpants, roasting marshmallows in the fireplace, sleeping under a big duvet.




I like the cottage, you may have guessed.
I read zero books. I drank one hundred beers. I ate everything in sight. Had some good chats, had some really, really fantastic swims.
It's funny because I'm a bit hesitant about going into the water at first. I mean, I still do it, but I wonder if I even like swimming. But once I'm in, man. Last one out, basically always.
Last night it was pretty cool all day and then it rained a bit off and on and I took myself out on a kayak expedition around the lake just before sunset and I felt the water and it was warm, so when I got back I went swimming.
so fucking lovely. It was maybe the warmest the water was all weekend. And Dollface was in the sunroom basically ignoring me and Kaya (the dog) wasn't too whiney about me being in the lake for so long and I just dicked around in there like there was no tomorrow.
The best.



Hopefully I will have more to say about this later. Right now I'm hot and tired. I'm refusing to get out of my bathing suit and I'm having a dinner beer. No interest in reality. No interest at all.

It was a super low-key and relaxing weekend. No mascara, no cool outfits, no one to feel awkward around.
In August I think it will be maybe 7 or 12 people or more or less and it will be way more of a party weekend and I'm excited for that. But I'm pleased at how relax-a-saurus this weekend was. Caught up on all my sleeping and lazing about.





this bikini is from Giant Tiger. Prune had the same one at one point, I copied her by buying it. I wonder if she still owns hers.



Thank god for blogs, otherwise what would be the point of taking all these photos.



Probably should go see what my bender gang is up to. I haven't seen them in a couple weeks, which in bender gang time is approximately one year.

how things are now

aw, I'm going to make someone a very good mum someday...

OOOOHHHHHH HIIIIIIIII

I'm interspersing cottage photos mostly I guess here. Just from my instagram feed.

view from our cottage bedroom window, it was gray and lovely out

My phone broke and I lost a whole lot of photos from the last few months. Turned out the last time I backed up my phone was in December. Yike.  Luckily other people took photos this past weekend and I will post them soon, I hope.
It was a super great and successful weekend, and a good dozen of us were able to make it up to the cottage over the 4 days, which is pretty amazing, really.

The shitty thing about being poor is that I have a super old computer which is not compatible with my iphone. cooooooool.  Please buy me things?
I have a job interview next week. that's good.

I still am super-pleased that the Apple store replaced my phone, don't get me wrong. I feel grateful.

henna drawing on my foot done by cheespie

Things are maybe, finally thinking about calming down around here. I know I keep saying that, but maybe this time I'm right. Like, for instance, we haven't had people over until 3 in the morning every night this week. And I only had two drinks each night for the past few nights. That is totally acceptable.  And my roommates are mellowing out a bit too, I think. Except Firehorse who does not seem to ever need any alone time, ever.
Last night I was sitting on the papasan chair and drinking a bud light lime (which then my throat and neck kind of felt thick and I got bloated, and I'm very smart for still having gluten sometimes, but MAN, sometimes you just want a beer, you know?? yes, I realize that a BLL doesn't count as a beer but cut me some slack here for one minute) and anyway, Firehorse was leaving and he said "are you really, really just going to stay in right now??"
Haa, obviously! Staying home is amazing!

Except I did go out. And I went to visit a babe who is on the roster (hahahaaaa roster, also I don't really have that much of a roster, also this babe has no patience for blogs so I can write what I like, mostly).
I went over to said babe's house and he was just watching tv and I didn't feel like just watching tv and not doing anything at all but flipping through channels. Especially if you're not going to let me watch reruns of Home Improvement.
I have no patience for this sort of thing!

(one time I was at a babe's house and he wanted to watch the rotisserie chicken channel. I'd rather die, thanks.)

dockdockdock, hammock

Do not invite me over to watch tv with you. I have things to do! All I want is a little bit of romance or excitement in my life. Preferably both.
You want to watch tv?
Then make it good. And indicate that that's your plan for the eve.
a) pick one tv show/movie -- a good one that I am also interested in, for instance
b) get me some snacks (do not get snacks for yourself and not give me any)
c) cuddle me up
d) make good jokes

cuddled up around the candles in the screened-in den

I'm working all weekend! Which is a bit thank god because I need some money like whoaaa.
And also I'm drinking less and partying less so maybe working all weekend will help. Dollface is going up to the cottage without me. BRUTAL.
hahaaaa white whine.

Life's great. It sucks that my blog is sucking because of it. September is soon, then winter, then probably I will have much more time for sitting down and writing it all out...

too hot to write too hot to breathe

Oh, thank god.
It's a decent temperature in here right now. It's almost a bit chilly in shorts. I am in love with it.

I am the kind of guy who just doesn't deal well with heat. No one is surprised about this. I have a snowflake tattoo for shit's sake.


(all healed, now!)

when I was biking home from work in the afternoon of the hottest day of the year I forsure thought I was going to die.
I get awfully claustrophobic with the idea that I never get cool again, that I'm going to burn alive and not be able to do anything to stop it. Do not like.


this is the view from how I was lying on the floor in my room with my neck over the ineffectual AC vent. Not a bad hangout spot.


Loving In The Name Of was super extreme heat, too. I still managed to stick it out until past last call, of course. but I couldn't dance like I really wanted to dance. Also, I don't think I've ever sweated as much as I have this week. I wish I was a person who looked good in the heat instead of being one of those guys who gets so crimson that it makes everyone worry for my health and safety.



Went fence-jumping, pool-hopping afterward, though. So cold, the coldest I've felt that pool to be, I think. And lots of nudity (righton), and probably 60 or 70 people in there doing way too many dives into fairly shallow water.


in the morning Onesie and I were whining around on my bed, eating hard day-old cotton candy and dill pickle cripsy minis and I remembered that I'd won a gc to Lakeview so we wandered around the corner to use that up.



I love that a popular kind of text message I get these days is "when will you be home? I miss you!" or even better, "when will you be home? I'm making dinner!"
above photo is dinner Onesie made for me this weekend. I have no idea how to describe it and then I'd probably do it wrong and she'll be mad, but it wasn't like anything else I'd eaten. Super good.
something about ginger and rice and yogurt and green salsa and chickpeas and carrots and raw radishes... sort of like a curry but without curry? yeah. I know.

My life fully revolves around food. In the best way?

All we do is have people over and entertain. I'm not sick of it yet, though I am feeling a bit overwhelmed? Who can tell. I still love here.
Cheespie came over yesterday afternoon for hangs and I painted a bit and we made this big snack platter:

SNACK PLATTER ARE THE SMARTEST BEST IDEA
there's really nothing better. So many different things to eat and you can pick at it forever. Maybe this works especially good for me because I am a slow and pick-at-it eater and I like to take my time.
that bowl of beans are lupin beans or some shit that you can find at corner stores around here and even at Metro and they are salty and you just eat them straight and such a good snack. Also, a babe brought me the cherries, so think about that! Ha. 
Anyway, we ate the shit out of this and watched a movie and drank beer/cider and had chats.
Onesie went to work but came back 3 hours later and we were still chilling the fuck out, so she joined right back in. Which meant it was time for bloody marys, obviously.

I took it easy besides just drinking on the patio with some of my favourite ladies last night. Actually, I didn't leave the house at all yesterday. Notbad notbad.



these are the only two photos I took of Flash Gordon and I at Spoke Club on Thursday for her brother's birthday. Too bad, we looked cute. We had a relax night there, just lots of lounging around on benches and talking about life.


My tan is coming along nicely.

I use the term "tan" here pretty loosely. I haven't burnt at all really this summer. I hear that burning is the worst. Light tanning is only medium bad. I'm only trying to tan to see if I actually can. So far: Not really.

I'm considering getting around to leaving the house now. I maybe will do some good errands. That'd be so good of me. Yeah yeah, I'm responsible. I'm going to go get things done!

practice smiling for better, easier happiness

I am doing a great job on getting stuff done right now!
Bessssssssssssssssssst feeling!



Awww man, imagine if I became the person I have all this potential to be? That'd be so rad!
I'm totally going to do it!


Ha, yeah, I was definitely practicing my smiling. Not really any place better than the cottage for practicing smiling.
Actually I was in a bad mood for a few moments there, actually we all had our moods, but managed to work through them.





I've been smiling more. I feel like Noodle's been a good influence lately. She's so cheery and friendly that it's infectious. I always want to be warm and fun and lovely, and I always fail so much of the time!
And she's doing such a good job!

At the cottage we talked about lots and lots of everything and at one point Reggie was talking about how you you have to do what you want. What you actually feel like doing. You can't act certain ways to illicit different responses, that won't make anything end well.
Now, this seems obvious, but it really isn't.
I feel like it's hard to be open and friendly and warm with people and put myself out there and be affectionate. Even if that's what I actually want to do...
I'm going to try harder!




I think I got these two bruises from bike-riding? That's the problem with me, too many bruises, too few memories of how I got them! It sounds really terrible when doctors ask me about it. I feel like they should be more worried about why I bruise so easily and why my skin takes so long to heal!
I think I may be a delicate flower.


Look at that hammock in the background, just begging to be curled up in. I didn't get around to bringing out pillows and blankets to the hammock (favourite) and now I regret it. Of course!


Oh, guys, what I wouldn't give right now to go swimming in there again! I wish I'd been feeling a bit better the last couple of days so I could have swam more.
Luckily the first day Reggie and I went swimming (me forever, him medium forever) and then that night Reggie, Noodle, and I all went skinny-dipping.
It was starry and cloudy and warm and wonderful out. So fucking nice, can't explain. Lay out on the dock under the stars for awhile and it wasn't cold at all. It's good to notice the best kinds of moments in life.



Yes, alright. I'm going to ride this high of productivity right to bed and hopefully when I wake up I'll bolt out of bed to keep on being the best at my life!
haaaaaaaaaa or I'll sleep until 3!

(all photos from my iphone!)

while I'm away from here...

Geez, I set this entry to get posted on Monday while I was away but it didn't post and I'm really not sure why. Here it is anyway, even if parts make less sense:


As you read this, I'm probably sitting in the screened-in back porch at the cottage. I am jealous of myself all the time these days. Life is excellent. Life is always excellent while you're at the cottage!

Oh yeah, this is my vacation hat, you can tell I'm on vacation when I'm wearing it, or at least in a vacation state of mind!



cottage cottage cottage cottage cottage

Yep, so Dollface is being loveley enough to take me back to the cottage with her! So lovely!
We'll be there until Wednesday, just in time to go to the Sweet Thing CD release!
Here are the photos from a few weeks ago, so you can know pretty much exactly what I'm up to. Man I'm so excited about all the things I'm going to enjoy again!




Yeah, I don't know why I was so into taking close-ups of my face. For fun, I guess!


Let's hang up the sheets on the clothesline!


kaya! kaya is my favourite dog!

too many trashy magazines...why are those things so addictive?

dockdockdockdock
ohhh man I am going to cannonball off that thing SO HARD




Whoa, finally through one camera's worth of pictures from this last time. Still have a bunch from the other one, I think? maaaybe.No, actually, maybe this is it...

I'm going to be taking a bunch of photos with my new iPhone 4 (!!!!) I hope. I hope we can make a good video or two, too!


Now I have an odd obsession with finding myself some wonderful flower-print sheets for my own bed. All mix-matched, of course. I'm thinking yellows and oranges and blues and stuff. Maybe pinks? I've never really had any pinks in my house before...



Okay I hope the city is fun! For once I can be checking my email at the cottage.. annoying, I know.. but also AWESOME. so sext me or somethin'!