I'm on a bus.

Blogging on a bus. What an age we live in!!

I'm on my way home. Well, as close a home can be that's 8 hours away and gets visited maybe 3 times a year. Off to see parents, brother and whoever I still keep in contact with from highschool. So... Maybe 4 other people.

Don't get me wrong, I love my family. But as I get older, blood relation and the term 'family' are not one in the same. Family is who I hold dear in my life, and sometimes that list of seniority doesn't include blood ties.

It will be good to see them though. 3 times a year is kinda sucky. And with the chaos of life, I could use a temporary escape from the real world. Go and enjoy time where I can relax, NOT work, eat and drink my face off, and attempt some kind of rest, both mentally and physically.

But for now, I'm on a bus. I get to spend 9 hours in a seat that doesn't feel properly screwed in, along with 52 others, crammed in like sardines together, trapped in a moving box on a highway. How does one entertain oneself these days? I think I may need to MacGuyver some entertainment for myself.

And my seat just slid forward a foot. Sweet.
Pray for me and my swivel seat.

-janeovision.

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best of 2009. yeaaa.

So, a wonderful, annual tradition amongst friends is the 'Best of 2009' cd exchange party. We choose and create what we felt were the best songs/albums of 2009, make cd's (and cover art!) and exchange among friends. always a great time, where we just chill out, drink and enjoy music and explain our awesome choices.

Sooo... with no further ado, here's my list!

1. Demon Host - Timber Timbre
2. The Rake's Song - The Decemberists
3. My Girls - Animal Collective
4. Heads Up - Karen O and the Kids
5. Never Forget You - Noisettes
6. 1901 - Phoenix
7. Black Ice - Ohbijou
8. Little Secrets - Passion Pit
9. Son, You're Daddy Was Bad - United Steelworkers of Montreal
10. Oh My God - The Wooden Sky
11. Skeletons - Yeah Yeah Yeahs
12. Laura Palmer's Prom - You Say Party! We say Die!
13. Crystalised - The XX
14. Commes des enfants - Coeur de Pirate
15. Two Weeks - Grizzly Bear
16. (snare off) first edit. - The Love Machine
17. You're Not Coming Home Tonight - First Aid Kit
18. Yer My Byatch - The Acorn

Now, I know that not all of these are 2009. at least one song is 2008, and another hasn't even been released to public ears yet. but this is MY 2009. so there.

Enjoy, compare, contrast, and keep enjoying music!



-janeovision

p.s. you can also ejoy my friend Kyle's list at
www.stealtheselists.blogspot.com

'delayed' is the best thing you can call it, I guess.

So, yea.

Remember that whole thing where I was supposed to move to Toronto in the new year? Where I was going to move to supposedly bigger and better things, continue on in my supposed career and do an overall theme of moving forward and onward?

Yea...

I've had some stuff come up. It's crappy stuff. Crappy, in that, because of this stuff, I have to stay in Ottawa for a bit longer. I lucked out in that I have my job still, my apartment still, and , obviously all of my friends here to have and love and enjoy general merriment with. But Toronto would've still been nice.

As a friend told me, things have just been 'delayed': Toronto WILL happen, I just need to take care of a few things before I can do it.

I don't want any of you to worry about why I'm sticking around. It's stuff. It sucks, but it's just stuff. Stuff will pass. I'm not dead, I'm not dying, it's just stuff. It's stuff that's big enough to keep me here, because I'm not one to change my mind easily or to back out of something or quit without good cause, but it's only temporary.

So that's the story. That's what's going on.


Ottawa, you're stuck with me just a little bit longer.



-janeovision

let me tell you a joke...

So, the other night I was walking home in the drizzly december weather and a homeless man walked up to me.

Now before he asked me for anything, he showed me this trick with a jumbo bread clip, where you throw it like a boomerang. He then did ask for change, but requested that he perform a few jokes first.

One of them was:
what did the ocean say to the shore?
Nothing, it just waved.

I did have a quarter, and was pretty happy to give it to him, but before I could give it to him, he wanted me to guess the number I was thinking between 1 and 100.

He guessed 74. Nope, higher.
He guessed 98. Nope, lower.
Then he guessed 83. I gave him the quarter.

It was actually 86, but I had to tell him he was right. He had so much spirit, and when I high-fived him to 'congratulate' him, his face lit up like a little kid.


That's pretty much the whole story. He and I had this random interaction alone in the soggy streets, but it was kinda neat to have this exchange with him. I didn't feel harassed, I didn't feel guilty or annoyed, and he was truly happy to have this contact.

I dunno. It was just a night moment, thought I'd share.

-janeovision

stressballs and new adventures...

I put my notice in at my apartment this week.

Then I cooked. And baked.
2 kinds of banana bread.
Sherry wild rice soup.
And pork ribs.

...When I'm stressed I cook.

This means in 2 months I will be officially homeless in Ottawa. I will be packing my bags (and a really big truck) to Toronto, and starting fresh. New friends, new job, new apartment, new life. Thankfully I already have some friends there and a nice mini community so the big(ger) city won't eat me alive.

Whoa. Big city. Brave new world.

I'm really going to miss this aparmtent. I've lived here for almost 4 years. Many memories, parties, fights, dinner parties, accidents and injuries at this place. And it's just so pretty!!



And of course the people. I have so many friends here, it's going to be hard to leave them all and start all over again. And not being in school is going to be hard to make friends outside of work. IF I even get a job right away.

sigh... growing up sucks sometimes.

onwards and upwards, I suppose.

-janeovision

tomorrow is a blood filled day...

So tomorrow I go to a cottage.

Tomorrow I help out a band kill innocent girls at a cottage.
Tomorrow will be fun.

Oh the life I lead...

I love my degree.

-janeovision

little bad, little good

Thanksgiving has passed.

My friends and I had a potluck of epic proportions. And I mean EPIC!!

Turkey, stuffing, potatoes (2 kinds) squash, sweet potato pie, brie and apple thing, macaroni ranch deliciousness, italian pasta thingy (made by and authentic italian guy!) sweet carrots, roasted peppers stuffed with rice, ceasar salad, pumpkin pie, cheesecake and squares, and SO MUCH MORE!

I don't have to cook for a week, thank you leftovers!

that was good.

I lost my iphone and one of the family cats was killed by a hit and run.
that was bad.

I also just shrunk my new and faourite sweater. I'm hoping that completes the trilogy of suck. that along with little things that have been going on, I'm about to snap. But, luckily, friends, food, wii, dancing and wayyyy too much PBR helped.

Thanks everyone that came. It was amazing and you are all wonderful.

-janeovision.

p.s. yea, I was supposed to talk about costa rica. It was amazing. there.

my summer vacation

Yes i know, no postings. whatever. I had a life to live.

So i promised myself that i would complete my summer theme, that being the summer of music.

SHOWS SEEN:
The Love Machine
Coeur de Pirate
Bluesfest:

• OLP
• Yeah Yeah Yeahs
• Ludacris
• Balconies
• Girltalk
• Kiss
• STP
• Broken Social Scene
• Amos the Transparent
• Arkells
• Lief Vollebek
• Beast
• Ben Harper
• Divine Brown
• Iron and Wine
• Hollerado
• Basia Bulat
• Land of Talk
• Metric
• Punch Brother
• Black keys
• The National
• Zombies
• Styx
  

Passion Pit
The Wooden Sky (with band hangouts afterwards!)
Fleet Foxes
Hotshotcasino
Osheaga:

Coldplay
Yeah Yeah Yeahs
Lykki Li
The Roots
Arctic Monkeys
Rufus Wainwright
Decemberists

Jason Mraz


And so on... there were more but I can't remember.

Summer Success!

now I'm back to the grind, back to work and back to reality...ish.

Also went to Costa Rica, but that's another post. I'll catch you all up, don't worry.

-janeovision

kiss me, one more time...

Got to be a kiss roadie for a day...



Pushed around heavy shit
Played with pyrotechnics
Hung out with roadies
Spent the day being showered with compliments (it's as if they'd never seen girls before!)
Had some fun with roadies
Oh, did I mention the Pyrotechnics?

A good day, but owowow my body owowow.

-janeovision

jobs can be cool...

so tomorrow...

I go and load out and set up for Kiss.
I go and watch Kiss.
I teardown Kiss.

oh life, you entertain me sometimes.

-janeovision

this one's a doozie...of the concert persuasion.

and I rant again.

***Please be warned, I'm especially annoyed this time, so I'm going to swear. A lot. Actually, whenever I rant, I tend to turn into a sailor. Nothing held back. From this blog in, you've been warned.***

So Bluesfest is on right now in Ottawa. Concerts everywhere you turn, with almost anyone you can think of playing.

Metric.
Ani DiFranco.
Mother Mother
Kiss.
Joe Cocker.
Ludacris.
Broken Social Scene.
Basia Bulat.
Divine Brown.

Let's just say, Bluesfest has their bases covered this year.

SO! I've, of course been going to these concerts and the second I step into the crowds, my urge to punch, punt, and pulverize those around me rises dramatically. It seems that the people of Ottawa do not seem to understand the concept of CONCERT ETIQUETTE!

1. If you are near the front of the stage, you are standing. At outdoor shows, lawn chairs do not belong within the first 10-15 yards of the stage. Unless its mid afternoon and no one is around, it's just silly. concerts are for standing up close, dancing and experiencing the music. If you don't want to stand, then grab your chair and go to the back. The music sounds just as good, you can see the light show great from there, and, you're probably saving yourself from permanent hearing loss like us keeners in the front.


2. If you so choose to stand in the front with us keeners, participate. Once again the music is there to be experienced. That can mean dancing, swaying, humming or singing along (but not too loud, we're not here to see you), clapping and so on. The audience is there not only to enjoy the show, but also to feed energy to the performer.

Shiny happy audience=shiny happy performer

They feed off of our energy. This gives them more energy, producing a more exciting and fun show for all!
However...
If you stand beside me while I'm dancing/swaying/humming like a big boob giving me the stink eye because I'm in you 'personal space' , you are not helping. You are being a big lump bringing me and everyone else down because you're too 'cool' to express your emotion towards the music. I don't care if you're a lovelorn emo pre-teen with so many problems that I 'just wouldn't understand' or a middle aged fart whose conservative background makes them believe to stand still and quiet so not to disrupt anything. This is a concert. It's not your ap history class and it's not your living room with your 2.5 children and dog named muffin. Go to the back with chairs McGee and brood somewhere else. I have a concert to enjoy.


3. Don't bring your 8-year-old to the front of the stage when the concert is loud, bouncy music and everyone is jumping around and pushing eachother. She is too young, and you are traumatizing her now so she'll never enjoy concerts when she's big enough to fend for herself. I know you bought a ticket for both of you - and good for you for introducing your child to different musics at such a young age - but please gowhere you're both safe. You're not doing anyone any good.


4. Respect the space of the front of the dance/moshpit. Some people have camped there for a while to get that spot and are working hard to keep it to enjoy the show. Little turds that squeeze from the very back and push and shove and HURT people so they can get what they want. Just watch the crowd and see how people move. Usually you can get up there eventually, just be patient. And enjoy the show! It sounds just as good everywhere else. Ask chairs Mcgee in the back! Oh, and don't push to the front so that you're crushing people. Us in the front know what we got ourselves into when we put ourselves up there, that we were gonna get bumped around and will probably be bruised and sore in exchange for our coveted spot. but don't be THAT douche behind us just because you didn't get there.


5. Respect the violence that is the front of the stage. It's loud, crowded, dangerous and can be painful (especially with crowd surfers coming over your head). We're all in this together, so take care of eachother. And then help me beat the shit out of that one guy/girl that is being a douche.


That all being said, here's my rant:

To the bleach-blonde tramp and her fat hipster in the vest:

FUCK YOU!

You are rude, ugly people who were there just to hurt those around you and be obnoxious little twats. You were crushing people, hurting people, pissing EVERYONE off with your disregard for everyone around you. How dare you swear at ME when your punching me, crushing me and my friends, and putting those around you in danger. We fought for the spots we got and for you to be the shits that you are and try to push us back gives me more reason to pummel little hipster wannabes like you. And don't try to call me fat when I'm pushing you off of my friend who is suffocating on the barricades. First of all, stop acting like a 4-year-old, because, seriously, I don't give two shits what you think of me. Second, don't punch my ass to try to make me move or to make some sort of point. I have enough ass on both of you that I'm not even gonna feel it and it makes you look pathetic. My ass was able to overpower BOTH of you, so suck on it. I'm glad you both got on stage, because then I didn't have to deal with you.

To the girl - You're a dumb bitch who has to have some SE-RI-OUS daddy issues to want to be on stage that bad. I'm sorry you never got the pony, or the polly pocket for Christmas, or that your daddy didn't care about you and mom was to busy drowning her emotions in a bottle. I hope you enjoyed those 15 minutes, but they'll never fill the daddy-issue void. Next time you're on a stage, fall off. We'll appreciate that more than you flashing your gross crotch to 10,000 people. Go back to your corner downtown and save up for a better dye job. I'm done with you.

To the guy - You are a pathetic asshole who cuts everyone else around him down to make up for his own emotional scarring. I'm sorry that you were 'that kid' in school, but grow up and out. Your in need for some deep therapy and a good cry, because obviously you can't seem to handle your life so you try to destroy those around you to make up for it. You were hurting girls half your size (but, really, weren't they all at MOST, have your size, cuddles?) and were so selfish in your actions. Go choke. I'm done with you.

Thank you for getting on stage and out of our way. We appreciate you being as far away from us as possible, seriously. Now, let us enjoy the concert while you get the dick out of your teeth. You're wasting our time.

Rant ended.

***From here on in, I won't bring this topic up again. This is a venting system for me. Now that i've said it, I can go and see the good in people again and move on. Like I said the other day, 'see the good, or drown in your own hate'. I've vented, and now I can see.***


Ahh. I feel better now.

Next post will hopefully be more positive.

I'm seeing Basia Bulat tonight.
Win!

-janeovision

the fringe has ended...

So fringe is done.

My last 3 shows:

Pitch Blond
House
Jump

Not bad, but nothing that really shook me or I want to sing about. I think Pitch was the best of the three, just learning about Judy Holliday's life was really cool. House was too high in angry energy, I got bored and almost fell asleep. If he hadn't clapped his hands at one point, I would've slept through the entire thing. Jump was interesting, but I couldn't believe her as a child and I kept getting the feeling that she was trying to hit this mark that was never going to be reached. It was good, but the emotions for such a dark comedy just weren't there for me.

Now I'm just wrapping up the last of my emails and handing in keys. Surreal for it to be over so soon.

I miss everyone! I miss the beer tent, the techs, even those demanding performers! I'm especially going to miss the catgut boys, who I declare as my Official Fringe Crush! Such sweethearts from Kevin to Summer, I love all you guys! Come back soon!

Ok, from now on, posts will be other stuff...must...move...on...

heart you, fringe.

-janeovision.

ps. final show count: 21. damn, didn't beat my record, but I at least matched it.

winding down at the fringe

We're on our last day! How did it go by so fast?

Shows seen:

• The Women Come and Go...
• Pitch Blond

These were very interesting plays with interesting characters. The Women went through various famous women in literature and went through the female relationship, life and sex. Pitch went through the life of Judy Holliday and how she lived her life, and how she was the smartest dumb blonde of her time. I really liked both and the direction the performances went.

...Sorry, that's not much to go on, but yesterday was a long day and my brain is a bit fried.

This is the part where I want to thank all the amazing artists I have encountered, worked with, dealt with, rescued, had me rescued and being otherwise awesome. You have all done an amazing job this year, not only in your shows, but in your welcoming of patrons, other artists, and most importantly, the volunteers. I don't think I have seen this many free shows offered to volunteers or heard of so much gratitude towards them. I'm so happy we had so many awesome volunteers, but I'm also so happy with the wonderful gratitude towards them. You are awesome and thanks for making this fringe as awesome as it could be.

Volunteers too! I've pretty much said my praise, but I want to do more because you TOTALLY deserve it! Coming in last minute, pulling doubles, surviving the rain and keeping a smile on you face when being verbally bitch-slapped by patrons. You rule, and please please PLEASE come back next year!

K, that's it for now, seeing a few shows tonight, will do my wrap-up tomorrow maybe, if I survive strike tomorrow morning (eek!)

Until then!

-janeovision

On the fringe of the fringe...

It's coming to an end.... and so fast too!

Here's what I saw last night:

• The Tribulations of a Failed Vigilante
• On Second Thought

Both enjoyable shows for veeery different reasons. Tribulations is a lot of slapstick toilet humour with goofy props and physical comedy. It's a 30-minute show, which is just long enough to be entertained and enjoy the giggles, but not too long that you get bored and annoyed with it. It's fun and silly and just what you need to fill in the time between shows.

On Second Thought goes on about Paul's childhood and his life growing up; dealing with stereotypes, major events in his life, and who's the 'smart' one in society. Terribly funny, lots of dirty humour, poop jokes (literally and figuratively) and brief moments of early lighting and near-sightings of, as he called it, his 'tallywhacker'. It wraps up with interpretive dance to a Chantal Kraviazuk song in festive undies. A lot of fun and a nice break from the more serious shows of the festival.

Day 9, here we go!

-janeovision

and the fringing continues...

So, I've seen more shows! Here's the new shows I've seen as of yesterday:

• Catgut Strung Violin
• Playing Princesses
• Duel
  
• This is a Recording
• Heebs and Dweebs
• Satanic Panic
• Inclement Weather
• The Beer Tent
  
• Countries Shaped Like Stars
• Oreo
• Grandpa Sol and Grandma Rosie

This was definitely a wide variety of shows, from slapstick comedy, to poignant monologues, to inside theatre jokes among the Ottawa scene, to dildos and racism to old horny puppets. I'll make a few comments on some of the shows, but please note, just because I don't mention anything, it does not mean anything negative or otherwise.


Catgut Strung Violin
A lot of slapstick, 3-stooges comedy. Its a neat view on the war as well, because there is no real distinction of what side the protagonist is on, or who the bad guy really is. I personally enjoyed watching the guys practice before the show and goofing off, which lead to some teabagging jokes. Unfortunatley for everyone else, that was a performance just for me.

Heebs and Dweebs
Well, what can I say, it's Amy Salloway. She really can do no wrong. Talking about troubled childhood in a nuclear family, dealing with being fat, jewish and jumping between the math kids and theatre kids lunch tables. Her visit here was short, but so worth it!

The Beer Tent
All inside jokes in the ottawa theatre biz, with projections behind them explaining names, terms and plays they were talking about. *personal enjoyment* when they spoke about Kevin Orr, the put up the "Kevin Orr is my Lover" FB group! I nearly peed myself!!

Countries Shaped like Stars
I'm in love.

Oreo
...Much better than last year, but still needs work. PS. can you write off all those dildos and cock rings in a grant?

Grandpa Sol and Grandma Rosie
New experimental stuff. not sure I'm a fan, but kudos for trying it.


Not sure if I'm going to see any shows tonight, with all the storms we're on High alert with the power situation in the tent, but we'll see.

until the next show!
...or until the tent decides to not set on fire again...

-janeovision

fringe and pirates...a (semi) review

so last night I saw another show, Pirate Jenny's Circus. A few of my friends are in it so I was having my life threatened if I didn't see it.

Having friends in it, I heard a lot about the process of developing this show. How things were going slow, how 3 weeks before opening there still wasn't a script, how people were ready to kill each other for many varying and numerous reasons. But they got it done. There was music, dancing, some sword play and action (get your head out of the gutter!) and pretty much every aspect of theatre you could toss into a 55-minute performance.

I enjoyed it, however, I have to admit, ignoring some of the more mature content (jenny prostituting and the occasional murder) I'm not a big fan of children's theatre in Fringe Festivals. Call me a snob, but when I think of Fringe Festivals, I see sexual content, People talking about coming of age, death, murder, and raw emotions that children just can't fully grasp. I found this somewhat of a TYA (theatre for young audiences) show, which was not the mood I was in.

The performances were pretty solid, but listening to the moans and groans of the cast beforehand, It was really obvious (to me) the maturity of the show itself. It still needs a lot of workshopping and developping before it can really show its true potential. I did think they could have eased up on the choreography, though - there were some interesting things in the songs, but much was lost in the twirling and excessive 'interpretive dance' performance.

Definitely a show to bring kids to, if your one of those adults with little ones attached by the teeth to your ankles, but be warned that it's a very new play, and it needs to develop a bit more.

Congrats guys, I have a feeling that the fringe itself is going to develop it well and bring out pirate jenny's true identity. Kepp going and see where this process takes you

Oh and one more thing, you may want to work on the tagline of this show and the synopsis, I thought it was going to be a girl trapped in this mental world of circus' and pirates, not a girl in a circus who dreams about being a pirate. Oh well, my bad i guess.

Until the next show!

-janeovision

fringe, we are go!

Fringe is in full swing! We are already on day 3!

I've seen a couple of shows, and I'm going to note what shows I have seen. I'm not going to mention anything over the top or in depth until after the fringe is done. Okay, that'll probably change really fast, but I'm trying to stay neutral and fair, since I am so closely tied to the festival. if a show wows me, however, I will definitely let people know, as I want people to go to this festival, and if I am really affected by the show (such as last years crude love) You people are going to know about it!

Okay, only one person reads this, and their not even in town, but OH WELL!

Shows seen so far:

• No Exit Upstage
• Antique Bliss
• 10 Years

Today, I plan on seeing Pirate Jennys Circus, and maybe sneaking in Catgut Strung Violin, but we'll see if I can sneak away from work.

The chaos of my part of Frinfge has almost wrapped up. The last technical rehearsal is tomorrow, then it's just trouble shooting until strike on the 29th. 5am is too early, 17 hour days are too long, and I am just now starting to catch up on sleep. Only three more days worth of sleep and I'm back on track!

People think, "oh theatre, that's so easy. Just show up and perform!" To those people, go to hell. You have no idea the amount of preparation for all of the venues, techn icians have to be hired and organized, performers need to be herded, and any and all problems have to be fixed RIGHT AWAY, because, god forbid someone is unhappy. We have to deal with people who do not respect schedules, therefore fucking with mine and pissing me and everyone else off - and I get blamed for it.

Sorry ahd to rant a bit, but people need to respect theatre! But now the worst is over, I'm going to relax, sleep a bit, and go see more shows! YOU SHOULD TOO!

See you at the beer tent after!!

-janeovision

fa-fa-fa-fringe!

fringe has begun!

2009 ottawa fringe festival! hooyea!

ok, well it's been going on for a while, but we had the media launch yesterday and it's just chaos! setting up the venues, getting equipment, setting up technicians and absolutely no rest for the wicked.

volunteer orientation is this week, we get tech equipment next week, then tech rehearsals and shows as of the 18th with opening ceremonies on the 17th!

ho god! where did the time go??
time to get cracking, time to go crazy, time to not sleep.

gotta love this time of year.

worst. blogger. ever.

wow i suck at this.

ok:

last exam. check.
drink in hand. check.
maturity lost. check.
work. double check.
lack of sleep. triple check.
lots of fun. check.
a bit of trouble? ...yea, check.
arts retreat. check.
official kick off to summer. check.
decisions about the future?...

yea, about that...

but i'm going home soon, visit family and friends and friends offspring (weird, i know!) hooray for escaping for a few days!

ok i'm off. i promise i'll get better at this. it's summer now, right? what else do i have to do?

-janeovision

ps. SUMMER THEME: summer of music! lots of concerts and i'm going to lear to play tat damn guitar already!

coughing fit fun...

so the other day i was on the bus. i've been getting over a cold, and all that i have left is this nagging cough, which sounds nasty, but i'm really quite healthy otherwise.

so i was on the bus and started cuching a bit. i was polite, i covered my mouth with my elbow (not my hand) and was trying not to be too disruptive. WELL! the first sound that comes out of my mouth, and the lady in front of me thinks i have the black plague! she starts leaning forward and using her hood to protect herself. i'm thinking, 'eff you, lady, i'm coughing, not spitting blood on you!' then i thnk, well, lat's make her really freak out!

so i continue to PURPOSELY cough behind this lady, giving her the uber heebie-jeebies. i continued this until my stop, making sure to couch extra loud as i got off the bus.

screw you lady. i have a right to cough. hope you bleached your coat whe you got home. hypochondriac freaks are wasting their time on nothing. germs are good. suck it up bitch.

rant ended

short a gypsy in my life...why can't i hear the gongs?

Today was a hard day.

Today, I had to say goodbye to my roommate, my best friend in university, my sister and my college sweetheart. (screw you d.) Today, she finished the last performance of her show, "The Death of the Good", packed up the car, and drove into the horizon.

It's crazy how fast this all happened. Just two weeks ago i was lying on her bed and we were chatting about life, love, turd mongers and the like, avoiding the impending doom of our english canada essays. We were eating ice cream, talking about the show, talking about life, and little unimportant things that even now I can't remember, but I remember that the time we had on her bed, just chatting and eating stale ice cream was so amazing because it was with her. She's been there for everything for me since second year, through the highs and lows, the essays and the drafting projects, bs profs and horrible plays, break ups and hook ups, fights and makeout sessions, and everything in between.

These past 12 monthes have been a whirlwind. This time last year, I was getting on a plane, on my way to Paris, escaping my dissolving realtionship. I had some hard monthes over the summer, living with an ex, having a potential roommate dumpe me via text (while in te middle of a fight with the ex too...guh) living by myself, and having stephie come back with her own broken heart. Together we rebuilt each other, and lived in our house of love at 2-quart. We had theme parties, dance parties, skank parties, severe injury parties, and just amazing times together. And on top of all that she was an amazing roommate who I never had a problem with (EVER!) and even the one tiff we had resulted in a huuuge payoff and more awesomeness!

And now she's gone.

Last night, we had a few people over for drinks and we went to the lochs fora final send off. We held hands and walked along parlaiment, arm in arm, hand in hand. the water was beautiful. with our own little discretion in each of our hands, we said our goodbyes together to parlaiment. We then had our ast Mellos night together and kissed each other goodnight.

I wish there was more time, I wish i could hug her and kiss her one more time, I wish I could hear her drunken giggle one more time. I know she's not gone forever, she's only across the pond, but it's not like it's a road trip away. She's no longer down the hall from me screaming at the news on her laptop or skyping people on the other side of the world. Now she's on her way to be with them, and I'm jealous. She's mine.

She'll be okay. She'll have her amazing adventures that she always has, and live the amazing life she's always wanted. And I'll be okay too. I'll go on with my life and with my own adventures too. I'll just miss the adventures we had together.




...never forget how gong we are.

-janeovison.

is it the end?

just got off the longest, mos exhausting shift of my life.

i should be studying. but i've been thinking...

my last class has been taken.

end of the year bash has passed.

now i'm sitting in my room, not studying and contemplating future.
do i stay or do i go?
what is here, and what's everywhere else?

i should really be studying. at this rate, i'll be here another year because I wasted my time blogging and not studying.

fml. what to do...

-janeovision

her roof, her roof, her roof was on fire...

as if!


the story!
my sis came home tuesday after a trip to cuba. she dropped off her car with her spooze to get it fixed b/c someone side swiped it before they left.
so they get in a cab:
"where to?"
"36 york please"
"oh, you mean the place that burned down?"
"...what?"
"yea, it burned down last night."
"what? noo..."
"yup, i live a block away, i saw it go"

so my sister and husband came home to a burned down apartment. apparently the fire started in the back of the apartment building and moved diagonally to their unit.

kitchen, living room, and dining room are gone.
all the wedding presents they got in august and the new stuff they bought for their new apartment, gone.
luckily their clothes survived, a few things in the kitchen the bedframe, and most importnat, their thesis'!

and obviously, they're ok. a bit shaken up, but they are doing better than the initial shock.

i am getting apartment insurance ASAP!!

it crazy how one moment, everything can be shiny happy people, and the next it's burnt.

wow. thinking of you sis.

-janeovision

death to essays: hour 42 (i'm guessing, but it sounds about right...)

nothing is more satisfying than writing the last words of your last essay ever.

42 (ish) hours
17 cups of tea
4 fast food meals
1 bowl of ice cream
endless distractions and bouts of procrastination.

it's done.

kiss my ass TIEC. we're through!

-janeovision

death to essays: hour 28 (i'm gussing now...)

i'm up. i'm showered.
i haven't even looked at my essay yet.

meeting in 45 minutes. work in 5 hours. 3 pages left.
i can do this, right?

stumbling/fb/twitter/useless blogging will be the death of me and my academic career.

oh well.!

-janeovision

death to essays: hour 14...is this even coherent?

guh.

ok, i have about 5 pages double spaced. i just have to write the comparative part and an opinion thingy on the future of the festival.

fuck i'm tired. listening to cbc radio 3 and drowning out the noises in and around my apartment.
the last song mentioned snow. it made me angry. no more snow. pretty sun and sandals only from here on in! eff you snow!

i think i might start on the next paragraph a bit then go to bed, i have a meeting and work tomorrow and i need to be coherent. or maybe not, the last time i went to work super tired i made out like a bandit. i guess guests feel sorry for the poor delusional student who 'has to work obscene hours to scrape by in this dog-eat-dog world'

now who's delusional? pity party equals rent.

...am i even using the correct terms? this essay is sucking the coherence out of me.

3 more pages. 3 more pages.


...fuck it, i'm going to put on Hook and pass out until the am.

until then.

-janeovision

death to essays: hour 13 (or whatever...)

essay continues.

want to heave books at prof, yet i can't find any because NO ONE WRITES ABOUT CANADIAN THEATRE!!

still waiting on another interview to come in. as of right now i have 3 internet sources. you're only supposed to have one. fml. at this point i don't care. you try finding sources that don't exist. last essay ever, last piece of undergrad work i'll ever have to do.

i need to sleep. the hallucinations are starting to kick in. fun blogging later.

is a blog really a blog if no one reads it? meh, another outlet for procrastination for me. eat it suckaz!

later,

janeovision

concert chat #1: plants and animals

dear plants and animals,

let's make out like the cafe alt couple. all.the.time.

you make me dance and sing and smile.
i approve to the highest level.

heart
janeovision

school sucks

so sick of school.

on class in particular makes me want to run out of the room doing hitch kicks, just so i can get something out of the class.

why would you make us go see a play we haven't even mentioned in class?
why are you making us do more readings than the other 3 theory classing going on - combined?
why is it that you know nothing outside of your notes and seminars?
why do you sound like a tour guide and are really easy to tune out?
why do i want to throw avacadoes and ferrets at your head whenever you get up to the front of the class (but not at the same time...apparently that leads to explosions...)

i hate that this is the last class i will remember taking in university. it leaves a bad taste in my mouth an i want to smother you in your hippie-wannabe cardigans.

one more week.

la rant premiere!

first rant! here we go!


i'm sick of people bitching about shit and doing nothing about it.

'oh look, they fucked up. i bet i could do a better job!'
**insert twiddling of thumbs**

y'know what? stand up or shut up! i'm sick of people complaining about stuff they have complete power over or opportunity to correct and don't DO ANYTHING!

if you don't vote - you lose your right to bitch!
if you don't say something - it won't get fixed!
if you pout in the corner - NOTHING GETS DONE!

sick of you. sick of your complaining. sick of your crying, moaning, moping and passive-aggressive whining. stop before i slap you with a shovel.

stop it. it's useless, and obviously, so are you.


rant ended.

(it's a mini one, i know, but i'm just getting warmed up.)

i should have slept. i went to zaphods instead.

2:42. i sleep my life away tomorrow. back to the grind monday...ish.

...and so it begins. wtf.

so.

its 6:56am.

just spent my evening relay-ing for life.

my eyes refuse to open fully.
my body is on safety-mode/meltdown/ubercrash.
i fell like i'm leaning to the left. or maybe thats the rest of the world and i'm trying to keep up.

anyways.
what a perfect time to decide to start a blog?!

the crazy has decided to set in.

so yea, i'm jumping on this blog band wagon. i've had many a rant on myspace and fb. now lets make this serious bizz.
i'm going to talk about anything that comes to my curly little head.
which seems to be a lot.

rants, raves, radiohead, the lists are endless (even with stuff that doesn't ahve an 'r' in it!)

but first, BED.

i think i'm starting to hallucinate, so i'm sleeping first. Although, blogging, a sleep-deprived-induced trip-out would be pretty amazing.

save it. it's the first post after all.