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Thursday, 30 September 2010

My Manifesto

When I am old and grey, I will not look back fondly on all the time I spent on Facebook, or be proud of seeing all the cool things that people linked to on Twitter. The time that I spend playing solitaire will mean nothing to me.

I won't even remember the time that goes into random little internet video games, and to be honest, even reading interesting blogs and watching cute and funny boys on youtube, although marginally more substantial, will never make my life fulfilling.

It is okay to take breaks. It is alright to relax. If the occasional day is given over to pointlessness, it is not the end of the world.

But I can't let it take over my life.

I need to spend time with people I love, and write, and exercise, and learn new things every day, and have new and exciting experiences in a broad range of interests. I know that these are things that make me happy, so I need to do them.

Wednesday, 29 September 2010

Oh the things I would do...

If only I had the time/money/courage/motivation, I would:

Read more Molière (time)
Take up horseback riding (time, money)
Write every single day (time, courage, motivation)
Talk about my feelings (courage)
Go to Thursday night social dancing (time, courage)
Learn to draw or paint or something else artistic (time, motivation)
Start running (time, motivation)
Knit regularly enough to actually finish projects (time, motivation)
Sew my own clothes (time, motivation)

Money is rarely the limiting factor, so I guess I just need to get my act together, prioritize, man up, and go live the life I want.

What would YOU do with no obstacles in your way?



Tuesday, 21 September 2010

Roomie J and I were talking earlier tonight, and got off on the subject of female athletes, and came to the sad realization that we can name more male NHL players than female athletes total.

We can also name more dead American presidents than female politicians anywhere ever.

And since we can't change history, no matter how much things equal out in my lifetime, I will probably always be able to name more dead American presidents than female politicians anywhere ever.

Monday, 20 September 2010

Canadian history makes me feel miserable.

They killed the last buffalo.

And then the railroad came.

And then Big Bear signed the treaty.

"'We didn't smoke the pipe,' Twin Wolverine said, riding beside him through the granular stinging snow up the bent valley.

"He had not thought The Only One would permit such blackness to be found in him; opening endlessly; he had never known all that could be there, and he could not stop himself.

"'What more do you want?' he cried to his oldest living son. 'I am an old man and it is no longer given me to feed my people. What more can you want?'"

-Rudy Wiebe, The Temptations of Big Bear

Wednesday, 8 September 2010

Does Not Happen

While I was at home last week, I read Terry Pratchett's Nation. It is an absolutely fantastic novel. I recommend for anyone to go read it. I've read much of the Discworld series, and I love them because they are funny and generally involve some good satire and are a good fun read. Nation maintains the humour, but has a much more philosophical bent. Lots and lots of interesting thoughts in there. Anyway, the point of this post is not a book review, so just go read it. Or don't. Whatever makes you happy.

Near the beginning, the protagonist, Mau, saves the female lead, Daphne, from drowning. While he's doing this, he hears in his head the voice of the god of death, Locaha. During their interior conversation, Mau begs Locaha to let them go because it's not fair for Daphne to drown. Locaha says something to the effect of there is no should happen, only what happens and what does not happen. Mau shouts (err, thinks loudly, but you know) DOES NOT HAPPEN and finds the energy to save Daphne.

This becomes his mantra for the remainder of the novel. As he tries to rebuild his Nation, whenever something bad threatens, Mau says, shouts, or whispers, "does not happen" and then ensures that it does not happen. He takes control of his own life and his own situations.

So, to all of the things that I've been dreading happening tomorrow and in the coming year: Does. Not. Happen. I am taking control of my life, starting now. This will be a good year. The old fear does not happen. I will be strong.

Friday, 3 September 2010

Picture Week

Edition number one of #64: Take a picture every day for a week, 10 weeks.
Saturday August 28 to Friday September 3, 2010.


Saturday morning: the "life is perfect" version. Sunshine, park bench, summer dress, good book, pain au chocolat. Deliciousness.



Very early Sunday morning. So worth it, though. (More sunrise pictures in my flickr set)



New winter coat. I love thrift stores. (Accomplished #78: Own a winter coat I really like)



Tuesday morning's handiwork. Also, check out my awesome tan lines, right?



Things I love about coming home: keyboard to play!



Sweater progress.


Other things I love about coming home: cat!