the october weather is getting to me. i am all curled up in my fleecy pants and long t-shirt, messy bun atop my head and writing with chipped off nail polish on my nails. that won't do. the point is: this leisurely routine i have developed on sundays is nothing short of perfection. writing. maybe it's because i read the boston globe, the new yorker, the new york times, harper's, the walrus and cbc.ca every single day that i am starting to reignite my interest in being a political/international journalist. the cord was bullshit for that. way to plagarize from the bbc.com. i looked up what the kids are reading in the poli sci program this year at laurier and found some texts on amazon.ca that would do me some good. i am slightly insane.

i wish i lived in uptown. most times it's a pain to get there on the weekend but i mostly love how close i would be to everyone and everything. i like having a friend's place to go to and stay late just chattin' on the couch while it rains outside. having said that, if it were toronto, i think i'd be slightly happier. how sad is it that i wish i got a king sized bedframe to fit a king bed? i have never had anything bigger than a twin but now i am insatiable for a california king. i bet all the kings in california have those kinds of beds.


are you still wearing last year's love?