wherein I talk about fur (part 1)

In this first installment of weird things I've found on etsy by searching vintage items for the word "fur", I bring you FAKE TAXIDERMY FOR CATS








It's handcrafted!

Seller: Furburger

a sign <3

Hey pop kids, it's Twee Time podcast number twoo

Stephanie Pastel's Podcast

mmMmmmmMm CANDY

Traum Wolkies



"After more than 2 years of development, we have managed to make our little clouds so fluffy that they almost flew away."

My first pod-cast, woo!

Adolescence

My dear friend Lord Whimsy asked the question, "I feel bad for the man and his family, but am I the only one who is left completely cold by the smug upper middle whiteness of John Hughes' films?"

To which I answered, "The teen-aged me didn't have the capacity for critical thinking the 35-year old me has. At the time I just wanted the goofy side-kick Duckie, the damn pink car, the hot boyfriend (didn't matter if he was the horribly abused rebel Bender, the rich kid Blane, or the all-around popular guy Ferris), and a day off from school. ;-)"

John Hughes

Dear Mr. Vernon,

We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong. But we think you're crazy to make an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us. In the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain... and a basket case... and an athlete... a princess... and a criminal. Does that answer your question?

Sincerely yours,

The Breakfast Club

Today's doodle

The Universe is BRINGING IT

I blacked out on the metro as I rode to work this morning, and ended up in the emergency room. I was dizzy, confused, I threw up. They took my blood, tested my blood and urine, asked tons of questions, and then checked my heart. There might be something physically wrong with me.

Blood test!



Heart test!



?? test!


I don't know why they had wires by my hips. Why did they attach wires to my hips and my ankles?

I love Grendel

Rest in peace my baby kitty. I miss you already :(



He died in my arms on the way to the vet :(

CB I Hate Perfume

I am immediately draw to anything regarding memory or nostalgia (I'm always thinking about the past, good or bad). Each scent in this line of perfume has a personal story and memory behind it.

Check out:
CB Manifesto
Website

On Repeat

"Please don't think of us as an 'indie band' as it was never meant to be a genre, and anyway we are far too outward looking for that sad tag."

- Stephen McRobbie



Oh if I can't have you
I don't want nobody else
And if can't have you
I won't take nobody else
I tear myself apart
And cry a million tears
Break the walls of pain
And fall into the hard dead sea
Oh if I can't have you
I don't want nobody else
And if can't have you
I'll be certainly depressed
I tear myself apart
And cry a million tears
Break the walls of pain
And fall into the hard dead sea
Oh if I can't have you
I don't want nobody else
And if can't have you
I won't take nobody else
I tear myself apart
And cry a million tears
Break the walls of pain
And fall into the hard dead sea
A million tears
A million tears
A million tears



Take my hand and take my heart, I shiver when you're near
Deliver me from everything and drive me home my dear

Accelerated pain, white nothings on the wheel again
Shut your mouth, let's move on out of here
Just try and keep this light or someone may get hurt tonight
Don't talk that way don't talk that way don't talk that way

Hold it there a second let me dump this stupid pride
I'm ready for you sweetheart now my mind is open wide

Shut up and make it count, your concentration's paramount
Remember what was meant to be this year
The past is a disaster and the future's coming faster now
What you say we go and get a beer

Simply nothing to be done oh tell me I'm the only one
Simply nothing to be done oh tell me I'm the only one
Simply nothing to be done tell me I'm the only one
Simply nothing to be done tell me I'm the only one

When I was young I used to say
I didn't care for anything
When I was young I used to say
I didn't care for anything



Sometimes I get this feeling
That the sun is shining
And the birds are singing
All because of you
And I'm living my whole life because of you
And everything I tried is because of you, it's true
Cos all I see is you, oh yeah
Sometimes I think about you and the funny things you do
When I'm saving all my time to be with you
And I'm living in this world because of you
Cos everything I tried is because of you, it's true
Cos all I see is you, oh yeah
Sometimes I'd be lost without you
Sometimes I'd be lost without you
Sometimes I'd be lost without you
Sometimes I'd be lost without you
Sometimes I'd be lost without you
Sometimes I'd be lost without you
Sometimes I'd be lost, without you

oh well whatever nevermind

Three years ago I subbed for my friend's show Turn Down the Suck and did a "Grunge" music special. While looking for an MP3, I found the recording I made of the show, and ARGH I freaking LOVE this music!



Download the show HERE. View the play list HERE.

Funny parody songs, bands that influenced grunge, core grunge bands, grunge chicks, and Canadian bands from Halifax who had music out at the same time.

Yup, this mix is gonna be a repeat for a while.

me and me alone in my room

My amateur EP. Recorded a couple of weeks ago, download it here.

The things I miss

- Holding hands
- Having someone to dry my tears
- Connecting the freckle dots
- Talking about dolls while he plays the green ukulele
- Having a reason to be late for work
- The things we did when we were alone
- His DNA

On repeat:

Volume 1, track 6 "I Don't Want to Get Over You"

I don't want to get over you
I guess I could take a sleeping pill
And sleep at will
And not have to go through what I go through
I guess I should take Prozac, right
And just smile all night
At somebody new
Somebody not too bright but sweet and kind
Who would try to get you off my mind
I could leave this agony behind
Which is just what I'd do if I wanted to
But I don't want to get over you
'cause I don't want to get over love
I could listen to my therapist
Pretend you don't exist
And not have to dream of what I dream of
I could listen to all my friends
And go out again
And pretend it's enough
Or I could make a career of being blue
I could dress in black and read Camus
Smoke clove cigarettes and drink vermouth
Like I was 17
That would be a scream
But I don't want to get over you