displacement

With my impending move nearing by the second, I have come to realize that I am, inso facto, homeless.

I have had "houses", but there never was, nor ever will be a place, a concrete location, that is "Home".

It really isn't nearly as depressing as it seems.

This realization came upon me last night. With all my worldly possessions having being stripped from my latest house, I found myself having to lay my head upon one of the polyester encased pillows which are so commonly found within hotels, like the Sheraton where I stayed last night. After a scrumptious supper at the fabulous Second avenue grill, I found myself discussing evening plans with my brother, and asked him if he would be coming home to sleep that night. It was then that I realized I had just referred to the Sheraton as home. It was not the last time I did it that night either.

Is home simply for me where I lay my head? Where I keep some necessities (and some luxuries) at hand, and am comfortable? After travelling the world I am comfortable in almost any setting. Now I am in a condo right on the river beside the Broadway bridge. Here I will sleep until I leave Saturday and already have I slipped into the mistake of calling it Home. In Europe I had two semi-permanent locations, both to which I referred to as home, and whilst in Paris I even found Mandolin's comfy apartment receiving said title. I am a nomad my friend. My mom comments on how i move into every space as soon as I enter (the truck normally) but move out just as quickly. I am not "living" in my living room... simply existing as best I know how.

I have memories linked to locations sure. I have had some fantastic houses, shared times in them with fantastic people, and am grateful for all of these moments. I just am a little jealous is all.

Well, Home is where you are. Remember that everyone. I'm home, today tomorrow... always, now that is comforting.

Saying: I am beyond your peripheral vision, so you might want to turn your head.
Song: Tell Me by Dropping Daylight

Finals, moving and bunnies

So it was recently easter!

Huzzuh! Chocolate! (au chocolat?) easter bunnies and ridiculous e-mails involving pictures of baby chickens wearing bunny ears..., chicks have really taken this playboy bunny thing too far. Hun, not even on halloween, it's slutty whenever you do it, so if thats what you are going for. If it's any deterant, ever time I see a girl wearing Bunnt ears I cannot help but think of the old fat woman who came into work a few weeks ago wearing a purple pair... she wishes she had the ability to "slut it up" as it were.

So Easter was great except for the fact I basically have strep throat, or something like that, and was in bed for 3 out of

4 days of the long weekend (missing work thurs through to sat)

Finals!! My first one is biology (ugh) tomorrow at 7 pm... at leastr the time is great, even if the date sucks. after that not a single one until 2 on the 24th and my final final (more fun to say then you think!) on the 27th.

Following my final final (ok, seriously, just say it! If your in school you understand that happy feeling that accompanies!) I am moving! Huzzuh! And AHHH!

Soooo terrified! It is the summer and I won't know anyone! I will be exploring a new city, looking for new shopping venues, dog walking paths, work, and friends.

Oh! And a place where I can get a decent cup of soup. And it has to be a cup, otherwise the place just isnt quirky enough for me.

Good news is I am only 3 hours away from van city so I expect to go there a fair bit to visit family and friends, and my best friend since like grade 2, Yvonne, is having her baby in July (congrats hun!) so I get to be there for that!!

I will miss you all so much!!! It is nearing so quickly! Remember, april 27th, we are partying like it was 1999... if any of us had been old enough to party like we do now then... Im not feeling the musical chairs.

Location ideas anyone? Most people at work seem to suggest The Hose, which works for me, or The Skuz (it is a friday).

In other news, my brother is here on the 19th! For my mums graduation... OMG SHE IS GRADUATING!!!!!! This has been a defining issue for my entire Saskatoon life, mum in school. Now she is done as is my time in saskatoon, fitting no?

Thats all for now!

Luv The Girl (you all know which one)

Song: New Shoes by Paolo Nutini

Saying: It's not over till the fat lady sings

As For the final picture, I decided to post a picture of all the places where I have lived. There are quite a few
Vancouver, my first home

Second hometown for less than a year, Prince George.

Gibsons B.C., Some of my fondest memories and friends are here

Port Alice, 7 years of fun, while I was still too young to realize I was in the middle of nowhere

Wurzberg! Near Linz, home of my first nanny gig... don't ask

Salzberg, right by Kuhl, home of one of the coolest famalies I know and love

Saskatoon... Home of the coolest people I know, I'm gonna miss you guys!

Americans are NOT stupid - WITH SUBTITLES

oh my, only Americans. God save you all! (I said God, not Bush)