A real go-getter.

I love how I got a registered letter from the government demanding my tax return with 30 days. From 2006 I guess? A testament to my excellent bookkeeping skills methinks.

I went to go get my nails done at a neighbourhood kind of place [I am not going to bother to explain why I have acrylic nails but it is for a purpose.] I was just getting them filled, the young girl doing them was so nice, we had a good conversation about our families. I really liked the experience, more than the the first place I went to with hoochie tanned chicks gossiping and stuff… [okay that is not fair but it had this really annoying vibe about it.] I was planning on going back, but my nails are so fucking bumpy! She did a shitty job but she was so nice, I don’t want to go back and be a bitch. I guess you have to go to the pretentious expensive places to get a good result. :(

Why am I using proper capitalization?

hiking.

sunday went on a hike. here are pictures of my neighbourhood. [well, you know, near it.] it is nice to live where there is a fair amount of trees.

you can see my house

the amount of room there is for, and inevitability of, development kind of freaks me out.

these look like succulents. for some reason i didn’t really realize succulents grew in this climate.

so like who wants to do lsd with me in a park?

being an adult is soooo boring and not at all what i envisioned.

taking applications here for new bffff..ff..f.

shouldn’t life be more like this? maybe that’s why i always enjoyed recreational drugs in the past… life becomes more magical.

here are some other old pictures i came across.

low brow to be sure, but a classic.

sigh… the bon temps. some of the bonnest.

a sarah original.

in ode to this of course:

i am pretty sure he was creeped out in actual fact. not so much the fact i was there, but first in line possibly?

aww, my second favourite pet sambuca/sam. [cat=first.] i took him to school in my pocket. he died of cancer.

the only true love in this world is that of two rikers.

i was pretty awesome. fleece pants!

i only show such a scantily clad picture… because physically/mentally i am quite a different person! i kind of want to smack myself for hating myself back then. if only i had confidence in my youth i think things may have gone a lot differently. then again that person is who i was, and why i am who i am now. good/bad? impossible to say impartially.

i also just found the most disgustingly vain shitty webcam collage of myself that i want to share cause it’s hilarious but it makes me hate myself too much. those times were funny… cover up extreme insecurity with equally as radical “vanity.”

home sweet trashhole.

so… i was GOING to go to yoga today, finally, but then keith offered the option of chinese buffet. regretfully, i chose the buffet. we did vow to never go there again anyway, due to the fact that there was nowhere to look that wasn’t depressing. it reminded me of america [or what i presume america to be having barely been there.] plus be going to a buffet is a pretty big joke because thankfully i get full in about two minutes. actually, being ‘out and about’ in langford today reminded me why i had such negative associations with it from when i lived out here in grade 10. i may have committed suicide if i had to spend grades 11 and 12 here! even as we were in the elevator back to our condo keith said ‘i just want to get out of langford and into our house!’ haha. it serves it’s purpose anyway, and generally when i go out i am pleasantly surprised at the general friendly, non-trash i come across.

in any case, i HAVE TO go to yoga on saturday. tomorrow night i have to go to my mom’s for dinner and sunday i will hopefully be hung over for the first time in quite a while, after brittani’s boyfriend’s birthday. i hate how i am starting to feel like ‘i am so fat, wah wah’ when i have been feeling generally good about myself in recent memory. i blame it on beginning to be aware of my body, as well as seeing all the perfect naked yoga ladies in the change room! in any case, it is really unfortunate, because i seem to be fairly unable to maintain good habits. i will keep trying though! even though i don’t actually control very well what i put into my body, i do think about it, which is strange in the sense that i never did at all before a year or two ago, and now i really think about it.

here are some old pictures [i just unpacked the cord.]

brother

at ferris’…s…s… goddamnit, that is one of those easy grammatical things i will always forget how to do properly and feel like an idiot for. anyway, that soup was amazing, except for it being entirely cilantro-ridden… i hate cilantro so very much. but it has these rice dumplings that were so effing good. that’s right, so good i have to be vulgar and say effing. also i love the mayo sampler you can order with the fries, three different mayos, the thai peanut one is good.

i had to capture the awesomeness of this at the metchosin farmer’s market… because i am mean.

yes, only go out on the strongest note.

the height of entertainment in the…. when is this from? 19th century?

buck 65… before the show started, just before my camera ran out of batteries! so sad.

oh, and in a good note:

Touring musician Buck 65 was ecstatic when he learned yesterday that nearly 100 hours of video footage stolen from his May 8 concert at Alix Goolden Performance Hall has been recovered.

[His manager] said she had almost given up hope the mini-DV tapes would ever be found. Then someone called the office to let her know someone had posted an ad on a Victoria buy-and-sell website for the missing footage.

That someone turned out to be post office employee Steven Sanders, who found a manila envelope filled with the concert footage beside a mailbox on the side of the highway in Colwood. Across the envelope was written “Missing Buck 65 Footage.”

Not knowing who Buck 65 was, Sanders placed the ad with his e-mail address. He also made posters with his son, which he was going to put up around the neighbourhood. Before he had a chance, Sanders got an e-mail from Buck 65’s friends.

“He e-mailed back: ‘Tell me what’s in the envelope and it’s yours,’” Persley said. She then sent him a photo of tapes similar to the stolen ones.

“When the footage was stolen, it was a huge blow against a big effort,” said Persley. “It was big money-wise. There were props, sets, lighting visual effects to create a great show so we could shoot this DVD. It was absolutely irreplaceable and invaluable.”

source: tc

i swear, they must have spent at least like… $350 dollars on that equipment. :P

reminiscences.

some of my best memories were in this vw camper, with these chipmunks.

i like how scared he looks.

nighties and intoxication and marie antoinette until dawn.

lindsay developed some film from last year… at the hyatt.

and i wasn’t there for this photo of nicola but i enjoy it!

all of these pictures are pretty great, check out the set.

damn you jacob

i very much wish i lived in japan, and could take photos of wacky signs all i pleased.

though, i have a feeling it might be one of those places i have always fantasized about, but upon arrival would most likely hate. like new york city. would still be amazing to see though.

i watched this documentary recently, tokyo girls i think it was called. about white women who go to japan to be hostesses. how draining it would be, customer service, big style. i think i would be good at it [if i were taller and more attractive] but it would definitely kill me inside. apparently all the drinking you must do often goes hand in hand with methamphetamines. then i would be extra good at all the stupid conversation.

time’s arrow.

a while ago someone i went to high school with in grades 8/9 sent me a message on my ‘honesty box’ on my facebook profile. i really like this application, you can leave anonymous messages for people. surprisingly none of them have been nasty yet. infact i got a few confessions of lust and admiration, but this is not the sole reason that i like the application.

anyway once i figured out who it was we ended up somehow sharing some of our items on our lists of things we want to do before we die. mine are mostly sadly debaucherous, or just plain dorky.

i have always wanted to go to the wax museum on mushrooms. i think it would be scary but amazing, considering how surreal the place is on it’s own.

mummies scare me a lot.

looks slightly unpleasant…

mangiest mange beasts ever.

even in wax form she’s kind of a slut

goldie hawn looks pretty hilarious here

i think this frightening image encapsulates the wax museum for me

no… i’m fairly certain that’s the eighth and lesser known dwarf, ‘creepy’

clearly he is stealing your soul.

yes, i would say the title of ‘cell of little ease’ is somewhat appropriate

quite possible the scariest alice in wonderland themed thing ever. i love the look on the caterpillars face. ‘meh’

you can tell she played the tin man in her earlier years in a stage production of wizard of oz, can’t you?

my marathon of hope.

so……

i think we may have just bought a condo.

despite evidence to the contrary, i am excited! and partially insanely terrified.

do you think you need to do a building inspection on a brand new place with a 10 year warranty? it seems unnecessary, but i don’t know much about these things and i hate to be naive.

those sweet distant memories of one weekend(s) ago.

more pictures of general girlie fun. thanks to lindsay for some good ones.

aww lindsay is so damned cute! i can almost hear her laughing now.

“however you say it? crudoodie?”

me and lindsay sleeping till 3 pm the next day was pretty nice.

sometimes everyone needs…

this picture.

i wish my cat had a dog to love. yes….. my cat.

oh i should go throw frozen fish bits at freeloading seals soon.

i find that to be one sweet cat.

a few more.

sorry to post such terrible quality pictures [especially to those ladies with their amazing cameras] but you know, i have actually kind of grown to love this disgustingly low quality photo from my digital camera… it is the closest to real film you get these days, kind of. [hit and miss, like my photography.] except for like…. real film.

at foundation. a good vegetarian restaurant where we spent way too much time drinking [and spilling] wine.

slutty reflection.

i am pretty sure i am the only person on earth who finds these pictures ART!

i wish i could get croissants and coffee delivered to me every morning at the cost of $22! so worth it… when you’re incredibly lazy.

one of those magical film moments.

“Somehow or another I managed to capture my entire Friday night in one photo.” -Linds

also i love nicola’s explaination as to why she has a crown tattoo; “canada dry gingerale dude…?”

a few pictures.

i will post more later, but after editing crappy pictures all day [incredibly slowly] i am sick of looking at them!

the people are tiny from the 20th floor. and look, it wasn’t just the quebecois bay that are geniuses.

you can indeed fit four girls sleeping in that bed… and one on the chaise longue.

the pool was closed so we needed some skivvie activities… unfortunately after all the hotboxing the tub overflowed.

letting my camera dry out. it was making interesting noises.

there are more, i might post them later.

sweet, sweet day off after traveling!

spanking audio.

almost every day people visit my blog by typing this into their search engine. i get a lot of other pretty amazing ones. people must be so disappointed when they arrive here… suckers!

instead they get this:

eee

my mother dragged me to a pretty amazing thing tonight. first it was ‘green drinks’ which was interesting, lots of people there with presumably interesting stories, with the intention of meeting others. i ran into a girl who was a ‘youth mentor’ on the leadership initiatives for eath [l.i.f.e.] trips i went on [which seems to not even have a website now, which is sad because they were a good organization.]

me in the life days! vargas island in clayoquot is pretty amazing. and yes, i was fucking sweet.

then in the latter part of the evening was meeting to see an xo computer with a group and was inspired by intelligent people who are doing things… projects etc… i wish i wasn’t so lazy. and lawn bowling! i wish i was doing something interesting with my life. i know i am young so i have a while but i just can’t help but feel i am wasting time doing something i am not interested in. my boyfriend is intelligent and doing something interesting, so many others are… it makes me feel lacking in comparison. i fear i will feel ‘undereducated’ for life.

i fell in love with the eee, actually.

’tis amber-sized! [that is small.] yet so reminds me of keith’s ibm thinkpad which i reluctantly love. although it does not have the amazingly sweet finger mouse button thing which all laptops should have!

ps: once again, the jig is up! hi mom :P i know, it is a crime to desire some parent-free zones in life.

the armory.

[we ate in a larger, equally nice mess hall. the food was excellent of course. the wine.... i am always leery of ordering wine when it's 'red' or 'white'.]

WWI flag

what exactly is happening here?

as much as i like a lot of modern design, part of me wants to live in a house like this.

can you have non-dairy milk ingredients?

march in this part of the world is generally uplifting. i do remember the one march break we had snow the whole time though!

bon temps.

last weekend at brittani’s.

pretty much the worst game of drinking eights ever.

i always love how these turn out. so silly.

brittani’s hair is amazing here. she had a team of experts working on it… i shit you not. i guess i shouldn’t feel bad if i can’t roll out of bed with it!

i am happily drunk here, i think!

i like how all my pictures are creepily voyeuristic.

pangya!

first of a two pathetically minor picture updates. [i really need a new camera.]

brittani and kevin came over on saturday to play wii. it was pretty fucking fun. we bought a few new games. i would recommend mario and sonic at the olympics; i am not sure why i heard bad things. super swing golf is pretty good too, a lot more in depth than wii sports golf of course. it is nice to have ‘couple friends,’ brittani and kevin are both great but we never hang out. they are generally fairly anti-social like us i think, which is a good sign to be honest.

laughs were had by one and all.

brittani is hilarious, she is always like ‘i am stressed, how do i play this, i am an idiot’ and then she kicks everyone’s ass. if i had that skill i would be such a douchebag about it.

keith: “i think you’re at a disadvantage if you’re amber…”

kevin: “oh no, i agree.”

to me a sign of friendship is when someone feels familiar enough to mock another. that is when i truly knew me and kevin were cool.

just bob and weave!

good one brittani…. i mean keith?

so i went for a massage today… and he did it this time. he found the sweet spot. i now love him. he said ‘turn your head now. does it hurt?’ ‘yes.’ then he poked a bit, said ‘turn your head again. does it hurt?’ ‘no!’ i am worried i will wake up tomorrow and it will be sore again but such is life. i have to start doing exercises for my weak back.

aha, it all makes sense now.