the songs that tie our souls

My toes are cold, I am poorly dresses for the Canmore cold of my stupid bedroom, and mal equipped to write anything of interest or relevance. Today, I don't really know how to feel. No I do, only in pieces though. I am terrible unhappy that I am not in Calgary, that I cannot make applesauce this weekend, that I left my art at home and that the people I want to hang out with are quite busy. Allison and I went to an estate sale and hung out for hours, and nothing could have made me happier. My sister fucked up some plans involving both sets of parents that is going to be a problem very soon. And I don't want to deal with that at all. In pieces I understand my day.

But all together, maybe it was just to much. I don't know why. I feel like talking to people right now, but no one's here.

I honestly don't understand how I got to be in Canmore. And don't start with the, you probably drove. Yeah, no shit Sherlock. Thanks. But why I didn't just talk my way out of this as per normal. Grumble.

I just finally wanted to say a quick thank you, to Allison, for being such a good friend, listener, talker and all around amazing human being. I love you very much. You make a lot of things easy, something that I think many take for granted. I probably do, but never let it be said that I don't love you. Hope that makes sense.

And to Katie, I love you very much as well, and I read your blog, and although I am not in musical theater, your talent and spirit speak for themselves on the stage. I am sorry that you didn't get the part that you wanted/deserved. But I never want you to doubt what a fantastic person you are, straight through to the core. You are amazing and shine in everything you do. Keep you chin up kid. We love you.

Kinda all over the place