Wired Friday

Hyperactive is my word for today. Ive had two lovely large teas this morning and I believe that there may be a third in my future. I quasi-forgot that that I had made this blog, but now that I've reminded myself: Look out World Wide Web... Here I come!!

I think Im going to finally put pen to paper (or text to blog) on my "Bucket List" or in my case my "Things to do before I'm 30 List" Im labouring under the (hopefully, mis..)apprehension that Im not going to make old bones. So, Im getting all the fun stuff out of the way before I hit 30. At least this way I'll be plesantly suprised when 31 comes along, or If I croke at 29 I'll have seen it coming!

Hummm... I wonder how I can make this the most efficient. You see efficientcy is a HUGE part of who I am. I work in the production department.. so my job is to make things productive and such. So, My list... I think that I should have a master blog that I add all of my list items to and whenever inspriation strikes me I plop it down in a blog explaining why or how this new goal comes to me. Yeeessss.. That should work.

Maybe I should have two blogs. I have this one for all of my insane ramblings and my "precious" list, (Precious being said with a Gollum-y voice. Because being hip to pop culture makes me cool! My mom told me so.) and my other blog being for my amazing award winning art ideas. And believe it or not, all of my "Art Ideas" aren't caffine enduced. Never mind that they are all made out of coffee cups and held togeather with Tim Hortons honey glaze. Mmmm.. donuts!!

...Psssst!! Guess what?! I'm only going to tell you that. I don't want my other blog to know that I love you more, or that I loved you first. Our sweet sweet love affair shall never be spoiled by the artsy crap that I come up with and slap on my other blog. Erm.. I mean.. I'd never hit someone!! Nevermind that a blog would be impossible to hit... unless it was more of a verbal bitch slap (Ps- Totally getting the hang of this "link" thing... Booyeah! Look at who knows how to use the interwebs!!)

Well, Im off to make a new blog. I'll come back and link you to it so you can see for yourself that I do, indeed, love you more then my other blog. And fear not, Ill come back and pimp you out like this..

I love Pineapple..er.. I mean YOU, Bloggy blog!

My love..

my heart hurts. thinking about it makes me want to cry. what is the cost of love? dinner and a movie? roses and a walk on a moonlit beach? No. it is so, so much more then that. my love lives across the ocean. 13 hours by plane.. forever by boat. all those miles tear my heart apart. rip my insides to shreads. and have me cry myself to sleep.

its hard to think of love as somthing that can cause a person so much pain and agony, but for many more then just myself love is one those four letter words that you dont say. my mother hates it when i say "Fuck", but truth be told it is a much more common word in my vocabulary then the "L" word. i only say Love to a handfull of people in my life: my parents, my grandmothers, and my best friend from childhood. 5 people. they all say it back mind you, so its not exactly putting myself out on a limb to say it to anyone. i've never said it to a man, besides my dad, and he hardly counts. god knows i love the crap out of him but hes my dad, and hes good to me so its easy stuff.

my love across the sea? its Scotland. i know i will never be able to go there and life my life the way i want to. surrounded by water and mountians. beautiful, absolutely heartbreakingly beautiful. well yes now that i re-read the first paragraph i do sound a bit melodramatic but its what i do.