December 31st, 2008

snow

meme: 2008 in LiveJournal, the first sentence of the first post of each month for the entire year.

January - Seattle was the escape I needed. Not only does it have a refreshing amount of honest-to-mercy architectural and social diversity, it seems everyone I know there is brilliant, fun, and good-looking.*

February - He's young in that way that teenage girls find attractive, fizzing with ginger enthusiasm, wiry, laughing, his arms beaten with a couple of tattoos.

March - Ray and I are going sailing on a Viking War-ship tomorrow! Anyone want to come?

April - Once upon a time when time was shivering apart and memories seemed more real than reality, the girl who fell from the sky and the west coast hacker king came to an agreement.

May - A clean uniform of friendship, tattered in places, worn in the elbows and the shoulders, but strong all the same. I think of stone, how it erodes too slow to see, though it shapes itself to the wind almost perfectly.

June - Walking across the street in the rain, there's someone in front of me with a spiderman brand popsicle, the blue eyes two wan gum-balls that look like they were manufactured years before I was born.

July - I've been mistaken for a porn star.

August - Something's wrong with my internet at home. It's corpse blood sluggish, and flickering faster than an animated disco.

September - The weekend was spent moving David from his cave apartment of the mysterious smells to a pleasantly crooked #9932CC-darkorchid room in an old heritage style house on Arbutus street, right across the street from the Ridge Theater.

October - Something I can't seem to get over is how much mind-bogglingly delicious food there is in Montreal, for incredibly cheap.

November - We've decided to paint the guest room library the colours of a Hypselodoris nudibranch bullock, but darker and a bit richer, leaving us with aubergine, pumpkin, sunflower mustard, and crimson red.

December - Today we're hitting up, (or on, your pick), Lou O'Bedlam, Frederick's of Hollywood, Kevin again, (who will hopefully have recovered from his sudden death-flu), and somewhere delicious to eat, hopefully in Venice, with dear Crunchy of Mutaytor if we can line up with her lunchbreak.
  • Current Music
    m83 - beauties can die
26th birthday

everything I accomplish is your fault

sanfran leap

This year marked the first time I've ever revisited every place I've called home: Vancouver, Montreal, Toronto, L.A., and San Francisco. A perfect ten.

In each place was a moment waiting for me, as if from the last time I had been there. A moment of realization, of change.
A moment of sublime connection, of time curling back, of traveling forward, of evolution and social magnetism.

In a strange way, it was like following a low key route of the person I used to be. Nothing was a surprise, except for how much it meant to me.

Thank you for everyone who helped me survive this year, for everyone who was there for me.

I can never thank you enough.
  • Current Music
    the ting tings - that's not my name