Here I am at home this weekend, in my room, studying and I just overheard my Mom say:
"I always wanted a daschund.
What do I get? Two frickin' cats that pee on beds and puke up furballs."
Saturday, March 13, 2010
House Moment
Here I am at home this weekend, in my room, studying and I just overheard my Mom say:
"I always wanted a daschund.
What do I get? Two frickin' cats that pee on beds and puke up furballs."
Dirty Street
Happy Birthday today to my 20-year old brother and my 16-year old sister!
I wish it was my birthday so you all could buy me this outfit so I can look like a weird and beautiful silent killer with even killer-er shoes.
Love always and forever,
Jac
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Farewell Facebook
My decision to deactivate my Facebook account is for a number of reasons.
I really do hate the way that technology seems to govern mine and everyone else's lives. Even at parties or gatherings, people always seem to be partying with technology at the same time - on cellphones, TVs, computers, etc. I feel like anytime I'm hanging with someone, there will at least be a few points when we have moments of silence as we catch up with our phones.
I know that this seems like I should be getting rid of my phone or something but lets just say that deactivating Facebook is a step in the right direction, for me at least.
I used to justify keeping it in the past, saying it helped me keep in touch with people.
But if I really want to keep in touch with them, I could call them or e-mail them instead of creepily watching them from a cyber-distance while determining if I still like them at all.
I would also justify having Facebook by saying that I wouldn't get invited to things if I didn't have it.
If people really wanted me at their event, they would/could get a hold of me in another way and that would probably mean that I was extra special because everyone knows how many stupid fucking generic invites they get on Facebook for events that they've never expressed interest in.
I would also justify it by saying that I like looking at photos.
That is something I might actually miss, but lots of my friends have flickr or their own sites anyways.
I would also justify it by saying that I like to read/write notes.
I write on here instead, and most people's notes on Facebook are just those really long Q&A things that are so much fun to do, but not really to read.
When I meet people at a bar, they will no longer ask me for my last name, but rather my phone number. It's way less secretive and mysterious that way anyways.
Case in point, I will not have Facebook for a while. Hopefully a long while.
I really do hate the way that technology seems to govern mine and everyone else's lives. Even at parties or gatherings, people always seem to be partying with technology at the same time - on cellphones, TVs, computers, etc. I feel like anytime I'm hanging with someone, there will at least be a few points when we have moments of silence as we catch up with our phones.
I know that this seems like I should be getting rid of my phone or something but lets just say that deactivating Facebook is a step in the right direction, for me at least.
I used to justify keeping it in the past, saying it helped me keep in touch with people.
But if I really want to keep in touch with them, I could call them or e-mail them instead of creepily watching them from a cyber-distance while determining if I still like them at all.
I would also justify having Facebook by saying that I wouldn't get invited to things if I didn't have it.
If people really wanted me at their event, they would/could get a hold of me in another way and that would probably mean that I was extra special because everyone knows how many stupid fucking generic invites they get on Facebook for events that they've never expressed interest in.
I would also justify it by saying that I like looking at photos.
That is something I might actually miss, but lots of my friends have flickr or their own sites anyways.
I would also justify it by saying that I like to read/write notes.
I write on here instead, and most people's notes on Facebook are just those really long Q&A things that are so much fun to do, but not really to read.
When I meet people at a bar, they will no longer ask me for my last name, but rather my phone number. It's way less secretive and mysterious that way anyways.
Case in point, I will not have Facebook for a while. Hopefully a long while.
Coincidence
Today I looked in the mirror after I dressed myself and realized that I resembled the character of Moira/Max from the L-word.
I wasn't wearing any makeup, my eyes looked really tired, my bangs were swooping flatly onto one side of my face and I happened to be wearing flannel.
One time I actually saw her drinking coffee on Davie Street and gave her a double-take and then she smiled like she knew I knew who she was.
I'm pretty sure I looked more like Moira than Max though.
Maybe it's just this dark hair that's making me see myself in a thousand different ways, yet somehow always as... me.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Feel Sexy Now
"Ohh you got me shaking
to that moan you made last night
Ohh my body's aching
from that naked summer light..."
Click here to listen to Mando Diao's "High Heels".
to that moan you made last night
Ohh my body's aching
from that naked summer light..."
Click here to listen to Mando Diao's "High Heels".
Monday, March 8, 2010
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Blurb on Urban Sprawl
Long, long ago in the American mid-west there existed a sort of front-porch culture.
After eating a wholesome meal, the children would run out into the front lawn to catch the last whispers of the sun, playing with animal figurines and mini plastic cars while the parents assumed the swinging chair on a porch overlooking the lawn and street.
The neighbourhood would buzz until the sound of crickets took over the gutteral laughter that poured through the streets at sun-down.
A lone man would rock slowly, taking in a cigar and finally retreat to his home.
The idea of Post-War homes that catered to the nuclear family of Mom, Pop, Dick and Jane absolutely flourished - creating suburbia.
This was a time when kids actually went outside and did things like "kick the can", marbles, and jacks.
Mommy would clean all day and daddy would work all day and everyone looked clean-pressed, eager and "happy".
Today, 73% of families lack at least one quality of this nuclear family structure.
While this is true, urban sprawl keeps... well, sprawling.
(MORE greenhouse gas emissions,
LONGER commuting times,
MORE hair-tearing people perpetually stuck in gridlocks,
MORE tax dollars spent on highways and roadways, all to say "Viva la Vehicle".)
So why are we still building ridiculously unneccessary houses that have four-car garages and front lawns that are used merely to portray the amount of time the owners have to groom it? These houses extend from the outskirts of downtown to the boonies and everyone seems to just be trying to commute everywhere but there everyday anyways?
Give some thought to mixed land-use that could recall the quirkiness of main-street funk, to have subsidised housing near middle- or upper-class housing in close proximity to varieties of transit options, amenities, shopping and recreation.
Of course this is talking more about replenishing the downtowns that exist, and densifying the sprawl that also already exists, to stop it from expanding (rather than building main-streets in Belcarra or something).
People just seem to be obsessed with the idea that taking transit is for the poor, failing to realize its convenience, practicality and friendliness with the environment.
You're a bus-rider.
Other bus-riders think it takes too long to take the bus now that more people are driving cars.
So those bus-riders buy cars and drive alongside the bus that you're on.
Now it takes even longer for your bus ride.
So you get a car too.
It's an issue that will be far from solving even at the point when people acknowledge that it's an issue at all.
After eating a wholesome meal, the children would run out into the front lawn to catch the last whispers of the sun, playing with animal figurines and mini plastic cars while the parents assumed the swinging chair on a porch overlooking the lawn and street.
The neighbourhood would buzz until the sound of crickets took over the gutteral laughter that poured through the streets at sun-down.
A lone man would rock slowly, taking in a cigar and finally retreat to his home.
The idea of Post-War homes that catered to the nuclear family of Mom, Pop, Dick and Jane absolutely flourished - creating suburbia.
This was a time when kids actually went outside and did things like "kick the can", marbles, and jacks.
Mommy would clean all day and daddy would work all day and everyone looked clean-pressed, eager and "happy".
Today, 73% of families lack at least one quality of this nuclear family structure.
While this is true, urban sprawl keeps... well, sprawling.
(MORE greenhouse gas emissions,
LONGER commuting times,
MORE hair-tearing people perpetually stuck in gridlocks,
MORE tax dollars spent on highways and roadways, all to say "Viva la Vehicle".)
So why are we still building ridiculously unneccessary houses that have four-car garages and front lawns that are used merely to portray the amount of time the owners have to groom it? These houses extend from the outskirts of downtown to the boonies and everyone seems to just be trying to commute everywhere but there everyday anyways?
Give some thought to mixed land-use that could recall the quirkiness of main-street funk, to have subsidised housing near middle- or upper-class housing in close proximity to varieties of transit options, amenities, shopping and recreation.
Of course this is talking more about replenishing the downtowns that exist, and densifying the sprawl that also already exists, to stop it from expanding (rather than building main-streets in Belcarra or something).
People just seem to be obsessed with the idea that taking transit is for the poor, failing to realize its convenience, practicality and friendliness with the environment.
You're a bus-rider.
Other bus-riders think it takes too long to take the bus now that more people are driving cars.
So those bus-riders buy cars and drive alongside the bus that you're on.
Now it takes even longer for your bus ride.
So you get a car too.
It's an issue that will be far from solving even at the point when people acknowledge that it's an issue at all.
Monday, March 1, 2010
Emerald City
I guess this look is more Winter but oh well.
We had a short winter anyways so I'm probably just compensating.
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