can you see the future in all of its decay

so, it's the weekend of little sleep. and i've barely slept. i should really be in the shower right now as i'm quite behind, BUT i'm giving this a go. last night meow hosted an invite only chad vangaalen show. it was so nice and wicked and just rad. (haha, can you tell i'm tired). so many songs made me just want to cry. and then dance. it made me miss those close to me. it was also a night where i had to fight off annoying sweaty people who just wanted to touch me (yuck). i was not necessarily impressed. it got to the point where i felt SERIOUSLY infringed on and kept repeating, "don't touch me", but to no avail, fuckers. okay, i need to shower and get to the farmer's market and fest.

xoxo diandra.

you're just a faggy girl and i want a love with soul power!

i'm reading book seven. you know the one with those wizard kids? yeah, and listening to the new tegan and sarah. this week is busy, but i'm honestly feeling SO relaxed. a friend from vancouger is coming to visit this weekend. i'm going to drink tangerine tea and read more re: wizards saving the world from dark magic!

okay, i'm tired. can you believe it's almost 11:30pm?! i am so behind but so not freaking out, well, not really...it has been cold lately. which is strange (here i go, talking about the weather)..BUT i woke up with a shiver and needed more blankets and a toque to keep cool. i made stationary sets. i work EVERYDAY this week (maybe minus sunday) and i'm getting an itch to leave the country. i really miss things about japan that i know i can't have here (ie. good pub food nihon style and purikura!) my mind goes a mile a minute sometimes and others it's just...tired. our house still needs so much work. and i wish i had more time to tidy it and put it together. the worst part is that i feel that by the time i get it all cozy and reflecting those parts of me i love and becomes this wonderfuler home where we're all happy and cheery and reading miranda july short stories at bedtime (!!) we'll be moving again. i am tired of uprooting and moving! i guess it's one of those things about my/our generation (genderation?). i want to support stewart in whatever he wants to do next (montreal montreal montreal!!) but am just exhausted from starting over. it's stressful. but not as stressful as losing your family to he who shall not be named! ah hahahahahahaha! oivey.

when you're holding me....we look like a pair of parentheses

i still have that song by the blow in my head: "()". i just got off the bus from doing my show
and ventured into the cool, yet muggy and wet, air/space that is a two block walk from my home. getting here the lights were off, door unlocked. stewart's in bed and the house smells like hamburgers (yum!). i'm reading a book by theodore roszak and it's literally a work of art. i'm so happy i found it. i wanted to quote from it right now but i think i left it on the other side of the house. the smell of hamburgers is making me hungry. i might have lettuce with tuna on it. and maybe cheese (though last week i swore i'd give up cheese). i got these shoes today from my fat swap via craftster. and a bunch of fat porn. i love it. xoxo.