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I've been downloading a lot of music lately - for my own interests and to get songs people have suggested to me for my newest art project. Some of my favourite ones that have come about from this is:

Butterfly Boucher, Flutterby album
Radiohead's Subterranean Homesick Alien, OK Computer album
Foo Fighters' Statues, Echoes, Silence and Patience album
Passion Pit
K's Choice and
Zooey Deschanel's She & Him - Volume One album topping it off in first place.

I was told it was cold and windy out but I don't really believe it. Or don't want to atleast. One of my dreams this morning was that it was dark and rainy out and I couldn't get my curtains open properly while telling my roommate that grilled cheese would be a must when we got back from grocery shopping.

I'm still determined on that grilled cheese.

twizzler

The song I based the existence of my happiness today was Rufus Wainwright's The Art Teacher.
The song that kept the happiness going was Ida Maria's Forgive Me.

Also, this Bianca Ryan kid gave me chills.

baby, don't hurt me/ don't hurt me/ no more

Last night my darling Kyle let me take him to the movies so we/I could see Coraline [and because I was using my free passes, he paid the extra $6 for the 3d glasses - which are currently hiding out in my purse] since the first time I saw the Coraline poster I think I almost hyperventilated in excitement.

Coraline the movie was taken from Coraline the book by Neil Gaiman, a book which I had to read in my Children's Literature class last year and was one of the only ones I really loved. It is probably the creepiest children's book I have ever read in my life. Ever.

But it's brilliant. And it was pretty brilliant as a movie too. When Kyle and I got home last night I picked up my hard copy of Coraline and skimmed through it trying to pick out the differences; I could only really pick out one or two big main differences and a few time line differences, otherwise they were pretty true to detail.

This was also my first time going to see a movie in 3D, so that was pretty exciting for me too. I always have a habit of flipping between the glasses and normal vision during 3D things it seems to make things interesting.

After the movie Kyleman agreed to go to A&W for root beer floats, my latest junk food craving, and treated me to one for buying him Vicks earlier in the week. Needless to say it was a smashing success...considering as Kyle went to put the mugs onto the tray when leaving, he dropped one and it EXPLODED. Pretty awesome; I'm now teasing him for at least 2 weeks and every time afterwards that I remember.

Now I have to go pace for Danilo, who is exactly 14 minutes late.

heart.

The thing on my mind right now is hoping my dresser hasn't been pressing a dent into my canvas over the weeks I've left my painting leaned up against one corner of it and one corner of my wall.

But man am I glad to be at home for a week. The only problem is that I end up watching the food network until 3 in the morning. Sigh. Will I ever learn?

Probably not. Oh well!

It really doesn't help that Kyle will usually stay up until about the same time with me watching too. It seems all our favourite shows [or atleast 98% of them] are on late at night and all in a row: Hell's Kitchen, Top Chief, Iron Chief America, The F Word, Kitchen Nightmares, Food Network Challenge...not in that particular order. But oh man,

what heaven.

review: 1 2 3 4 check.

"Art is spirituality in drag." -Jennifer Yane.

my favourite quote of the day.

the infinite playlist.

Because I am a bad girlfriend, I have only just listened to the Pete Hammond Remix of Boyfriend by Alphabeat that Kyleman sent me a few days ago. And even though I'm not usually a big fan of remixes [especially when it comes to remixes of my favourite bands] this was pretty brilliant and I found myself tapping my toes throughout the entire thing.

I had many highlights to my day.

Probably the best one was finally winning over my prof with these little night lights that say things like:

and

and also a light bulb that says 'you turn me on' but not so much. BUT she loved the night lights so much she encouraged me making more and putting them in the upcoming juried art show [!!!]. Excellentmente!

Another highlight was getting my second hole in my left ear repierced since it had closed but my right one had not so I was lopsided. And now I have a sparkly in my ear and it makes me happy.

What does not make me happy though is trying to figure out what I'll need this weekend so I can pack. Sigh.

game boy gamer with a hood on.

I get the Sunday night blues a lot. They mean the end of a weekend, the start of new school-related stresses, classes, early mornings and reminders of things I should be doing.

I hate Sunday nights because you hardly say hellos on Sunday nights.
Fuck.

Some people would wonder why I 'deal with' being in a long distance relationship. Sometimes Sunday nights my stomach gets so woozy and my lip keeps trembling so much when he leaves; I feel so much emotion that it hurts to keep it all in. But that's one of the reasons why I know it's so worth it - how much pain my body and mind causes me when I even think of him leaving: the pain of knowing that he's going to be loving me but from a different city.

But even spending a day with him makes it so worth it. Because I love him, for so many reasons.


End of emotional post. Time to make some tea.