This is my emo post. Be warned.

At this time i have metaphorical asymmetrical black hair, a lip ring and chipped black nail polish on only a few of my fingers. I am listening to Elliot Smith. (Only in my metaphorical emo world- in real life I’m listening to The Big Chill soundtrack)

Today, Jamie left to go to Edmonton for a month to shoot a documentary so I am left here all aloney on my owney. I am sad today because I haven’t gotten used to it, but the truth is that I don’t mind being by myself. As an only child, I have trained for this my whole life. I enjoy going out to eat/ read my book or to a movie or to wonder aimlessly around the hood on my own. It’s healthy to not have to be around someone 24/7 and in fact, there are several things which I will be able to do while he is gone that I may not have otherwise been able to do so easily. Here is my account of the silver lining on the Jamie in Edmonton cloud:

-I will go to the gym more (I won’t but I like to think I’ll try)
-I will watch shows on TV that Jamie whines about when I force him to watch them such as Cake Boss, Kate Plus 8 (Sorry Jon), 4 Weddings (anyone sensing a theme…?)
-I will eat food that Jamie hates (Artichokes- yum!, pickles, olives, fish and shrimp, and if I was eating carbs I would also get yorkshire puddings) (And actually, Jamie likes Yorkshire puddings too, I just really want one right now. With gravy. That has FLOUR in it…)
-I will hang out with my ladies more. (holla!)

So, get ready for some amazing, not sad and pathetic at all posts. They’re coming. Wait for it…

Ugly:

Clearly, Jamie goes to Edmonton! But more specifically, I’ve gotten so used to him being here at night that now I have trouble sleeping when he’s gone. Like I get scared of the Air Conditioner…It sounds like tiny screams!

Still getting used to new glasses prescriptions. I can tell they’re correct now, but I still have really bad depth perception. Today I made a big deal about bracing myself as I jumped out of the bus on to the sidewalk which looked about a thousand miles away when clearly it was 1 inch from my foot. Smooth.

Awesome:

Won my soccer game!
Going to Kingston on Friday for my Dad’s birthday!
Looks like my home-made fruit fly trap is working. Now I will teach them to sew and start my fruit-fly sweatshop for v-neck t shirts. You’re just jealous you didn’t think of it first.