this is what happens when you start talking to your dog...

I should point out that the reasons I was talking to my dog a) no one else was home. b) you really need to talk some stuff out after you think about it like crazy for a long time. c) having someone/thing to talk to with rather expressive ears in quite amusing.

I've been thinking a lot about jealousy. Mainly in connection to the saying, "insults are the words of the jealous." Sometimes I find it hard to believe that. And though its not that insults stick with me long, or majorly rip me up, but that they do hurt some people, and I need to be aware of what I'm saying. I don't believe myself to be truly jealous of anyone at this time, but that's not a promise to me that I won't become wrapped up in what someone else has, or even is, sometime. And subsequently fall into the trap of insults.

Sparky: "Woof (x40,000)"
Me: "Sparky don't be jealous of that dog." (thoughts) why did I say jealous? where did that come from? would one dog sitting in the sun at a window be jealous of another bounding through the snow, tongue lolling..?
Perhaps the descriptions seems little overkill, but brain processes are pretty wicked fast, and that's what I caught.

You can sew up the rip, but you'll still see the tear...

I sewed up a rip in my jeans this morning. I thought I did pretty well. Until I bent my knee and the whole thing went different ways. I guess I'll be sewing them up again pretty soon, but it reminded me of jealousy again. Maybe I'm stuck on it, plainly put, obsessing over jealousy. But I'd rather be uber cautious than careless. Anyway, the rip. Its sort of like a situation of jealousy. Lets be crazy and use an interesting analogy. hmm. OK so Maria has a hairbrush a want. And that's the 'rip'. Then I get a hairbrush like it, that's the 'sew up job'. Then she gets a comb to go with it, and that's how it 'rips' again. Of course, that's a strange analogy considering that most like their own hairbrush, if they even use one, cause its not like I make a daily habit of it. But that's besides the point. And if you get the point, congratulations. You must be a genius, cause this is super muddled.

In a brief of what I'm trying to say is that jealousy can be there without you knowing it. You can be hurting others through the reaction to your emotions. Insults aren't the only sticky spot out there. Jealousy can be dealt with, but without being guarded towards it you're not guaranteed to not start up again.

And yes, I talk to my dog. :)

I've decided I really like Potjie (simply pronounced poyKEE). It's a South African type of Oxtail stew/soup. Its quite delicious.


Busy. Again, most people are busy, but lets just saying sharing just what you're doing makes it a little easier, in a little odd way. I was writing down my April shifts for work and wondering how on earth I was going to manage to get my shifts for March filled. Cause if I don't I won't be able to go boarding. Not good. So, I was stressing over changing shifts and fitting when I was working in with when people wanted to see me, and stuff I was doing, and it was seriously getting pretty depressing. So I'm sitting there being grouchy and then I realized the only reason I was depressed-ish was cause I was stressing over how many people wanted to see me....aka these people loved me,. so I had no reason to be sad or grouchy at all. So I called some people from work, and set them up to get back to me once their plans were finalized. So the ball is rolling. I could have fill-ins for every shift within the week. On the other hand, I might not...but lets just keep that hand behind my back for now shall we? Unfortunatlly I haven't been the most diligent I could have been with my schooling this year, and I know I'll be feeling the crunch at the end of the term so I figured I'd use March Break as a catch up. Well...between working, planning work, and trying to also catch up on sleep I guess I'm doing half as well as I should be. Nothing like a jam packed wensday worth of work though. Mum will be away for the morning. Kathleen will work half the day. Dad will be at work. And my only shift is an hour long. Perfect!

The Random Dog Poem

The walkers parade on the sidewalk across the street

The leashes guide imaginary dogs

As they dip below the snowbanks

The only dog to show its face is the Great grey Dane

The rest seem the same

A phantom running with the end of the leash

Aha, okay, that was super random fun to write.
And now I should go do some work.


one last thought though,
"War is the price of peace.."
Is this true or false?

you know what's joyous?

walking on freshly mopped floor and getting you socks soaked.
talking a walk in the middle of the city and seeing a woodpecker (one I have yet to define).
laying on the floor and wrinkling your nose at the doggy breath in your face.
opening a door that you didn't know what there.
blogging regularly.
knowing that today you're going back to work.
knowing that even if you miss people now, you'll see them again.
being weird enough to crave salad.
planning things. :)

and finding there are no misspellings in your newest blog post.

boarding

boarding is a fabulous thing.
so is flying.
when the two are combined they end in a landing.
landings hurt when your board isn't the first thing in contact with the ground.

I do so love boarding.
I should like to go right now, if I were able.
such a lovely amount of snow.
too bad Rachie had to go and get herself hurt.
shame, shame.

list

So going to the whole 24hour movie shoot has inspired me to do a few things...

1) actually write a plausable story that could be remodeled into a movie
2) do something to do with a crazy amazing camera really soon
3) appreciate my friends like an intense amount more than I do right now

and on the note of inspiration...certain people at teen club/young peoples inspired me to do these things...(numbered by continuation of list A)

4) learn how to ride a rail ALL the way on my snowboard
5) practice riding goofy
6) start doing bigger jumps involving 360 grabs and the such
7) be more critical of what I chose to listen to in the way of music, artists and bands
8) spend more time with my guitar...if I'm so in love with something slightly sonstructive, I should do it more often
9) write more varying riffs
10) learn how to play riffs and full score properly with good timing and all that

I think that's the extent of my list, for now. In other 'news' I'm going boarding tomorrow! (which will be a good time to excersise points 4 through 6.) A couple of my good friends are leaving for florida on thursday, which is sad, yes, but somewhat good, because I might be able to focus on school and work, and get a lot done. And therefore be able to spend more time with them later. This isn't really that much of a piece of news, cause everyone is it....but I'm rather busy. I think business happens to keep people on their toes.

Another thing....I'm going to be writing more songs on guitar...so remind me to get in some riffs...and if anyone knows a band with a good solo I can try out please let me know.

going to walk Sasha and Sydney!
:) goodbye blog.