it all came crumbling down like a sand castle last night and today. i spent most of the day fighting back the tears that i knew were just barely below the surface.
for the last while i had been so into ricky it wasn't even funny. there are two reasons for this: one was that he was the kind of guy i always wanted but never could have. i got him for that one night (black and blue). two, it felt different.
it was different. it was the hardest lesson i have ever had to learn. i cannot ever let another boy get me like i have been this past month and a half, ever again. looking back i keep telling myself he was worth it, that it was worth it, but those excuses are getting less and less powerful. i can no longer lie to myself and think that he's what i have wanted. if this was right, if this was supposed to be, then it would not have worked out this way. i would not have cried into my pillow that many times, i would not have had the sleepless night i've had, wondering what was going to happen.
i was my hands of this and say goodbye to the illusions i had.
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posted at 3:06 a.m. by gleefully gloomy. ...
Saturday, November 20, 2004
the cutest thing happened to me this morning. i was asleep at kyle's, completely passed out from the night before, and his dog, maverick, came in. he jumped on the bed and layed down behind me, and put his head down on my side. despite the fact that i was soooooooo hung over it's not even funny, it was cute. dogs are good that way.
on a completely different topic, i have been wondering about a belief that i heard a while ago. at the time i wrote it off as insane, but i am beginning to wonder if it has some merit to it. i read somewhere that some feminists consider penetration to be rape. i don't know why i have been thinking about it, but the more that i do, the more i tend to agree with it in principle. it is one person technically violating the other person's body. sex isn't a gentle act. there can be tearing and other unfortunate things. just the fact that penetrative sex is never an equal act makes me think this even more. and when one person feels emotion and the other doesn't, isn't that somehow a violation as well? like when people have one night stands, and one realises that's what it is while the other doesn't? i guess not having had sex in a while makes me think about it in a whole different way.
lately i have been looking at what my moral values/judgements are, and where i stand on certain issues. i guess it's healthy to re-evalute one's core beliefs from time to time. like i know i am pro-choice, believe that men aren't really anything but sperm donors. which makes me angry when i see men trying to impose their will on womens' bodies. i remember in high school we had this rabid anti-abortion speaker come in and basically spew complete bullshit at us for an hour. the whole time i was shaking i was so angry. i could not believe that this man, who will never ever know what it is like to have a life growing inside him, how he could stand up there and justify himself.
i'm vegetarian. and pro-choice. some people see that as a conflict. i don't. it's very simple how i can justify this. a foetus cannot live outside the womb before 26 weeks into it's gestation cycle. in canada, it is illegal to perform an abortion after 20 weeks. so essentially because the foetus cannot survive outside the body, therefore it is not a viable life form. it has the potential, but then again there is a world of difference between potential and actual. the difference i see between eating meat and ending a pregnancy is one of systematic torture. animals meant for food are tortured thoughout their lifes. chickens are forced into cramped little cages, forced to molt, their beaks cut off with a razor hot knife, their feet chopped off, and fet a diet merely to fatten them. this is one example out of many. they suffer their entire lives.
i recall not long ago PETA had their campaign comparing the suffering of animals to the holocaust. i was somewhat disturbed by it, for obvious reasons. i think they made their point all wrong. while it is speciesist to consider humans and human suffering to be above that of animals, which should have been their point, they focused instead of showing graphic images of people in concentration camps. the major difference between animals and the jews, roma (gypsies), homosexuals, and other singled out groups is why they were killed: hatred. i don't necessarily think that animals are tortured because of hatred towards them. it all has to do with cutting costs and taste. i will never support PETA again because of that campaign, it was absolutely a disgusting and malicious act on their part, but it happened and it made me think. maybe that is the only good that came from it.
so ya, i guess that's how i justify being a vegetarian and pro-choice. another thing i really do value is my political views. i am a socialist for various reasons, one being that i think humans are inherently selfish and greedy, and won't share if they don't have to. government, in it's fallable nature, should step in and compel people to actually care about one another's well-being. education, health, pension, and protection (as in police, and a limited military), these are the things that some governments fund. i believe in taxes, but the problem is that people don't realise what they are getting. they complain that they pay so much, but i gladly pay taxes knowing that i am helping someone else out. when i went to the hospital and got all the care that i did, i did not have to pay a cent. the first thing they asked me was to see the triage nurse directly, not what my health insurance is. i believe that when people's basic needs are met, then they can excell if they want to. most will because they don't have to worry about food, shelter, their health, their safety, their children's education and their retirement. work itself becomes not a means to an end, but an end in and of itself. and if people want to get rich, so be it. they have every right. BUT NOT on the backs of everyone else. we see around the world these multi-million and billionaires, and then there are those who are starving, have little shelter, and have little expectance of living to be 40. why should they be allowed to suffer and die merely because they had the misfortune to be born in the 3rd world?
on wednesday i saw the video for sarah mclachlan's song 'world on fire'. it was almost like a slap in the face. the amount of money that we waste on frivilous excesses goes so far in helping others. so why do we greedily horde it? all material things in life are temporary. i often wonder why we build skyscrapers, hotels, and all these structures when it really doesn't matter. they will be gone one day. why collect billions of dollars when you will never live to spend every last cent of it?
these are just some things that i believe.
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posted at 10:37 p.m. by gleefully gloomy. ...
Friday, November 19, 2004
music right now: 'wire' by strawpeople
i hate missed opportunities. last night i apparently had a big one and i blew it. so ya, i went to parking with jocelyn and nick. i hadn't been in forever. not really a fan of it. but we went anyway. i was pleasantly buzzed, not overly trashed or anything. so i go to the bathroom (this is where i realised why i stopped going to parking), and this short, balding, fat, old man tries to come in the stall with me. i try to shut the door on him, but he forces his way in, saying 'i won't do anything, i just want to come in.' immediately my rape-detector is screaming inside my head, so i emphatically say 'no', push him out of the way, and go back to the dancefloor where jocelyn was. then he comes behind me, grabs my side, then proceeds to grope me. like full out, feeling the whole deal groping. i grabbed his hand and took it off my body, and said 'no' again. he left. i hoped for good. no such luck.
so later we are downstairs in the hideous hip-hop room (i cannot stand that place, it's just so nasty), and we are dancing. up he comes again, gropes me, and i grab his hand again and take it off me, almost yelling 'no!' in his face. he still didn't get the message. all of a sudden i see this really cute, tall, jock-ish guy push him across the floor. he ran away after that. then jocelyn tells me that the jock-ish guy had been checking me out beforehand. well i guess it was cool that i had a protector. and this is where the missed opportunity comes in. i should have said 'thanks' to him or at least said 'hi'. but i was too shy. damn.
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posted at 8:07 p.m. by gleefully gloomy. ...
Thursday, November 18, 2004
music right now: 'rain' by strawpeople
i got a package today! hurrah. i had been waiting for my strawpeople album to come from new zealand for something like three weeks. when i originally ordered it from marbecks, they said it would take a week to a fortnight to get here. i, of course, expected it to come in a week. wrong-o. but it's here now and i have been listening to it non-stop. yay!
not sure how else to feel about life in general. an overwhelming sense of blah is pervading my life at the moment. i have been trying to kick it in the ass and get things moving, but i keep getting back down. today was a miserable day outside and i guess that has worn on me. and i am still angry/depressed over my digital camera being smashed.
i watched part of the mtv europe music awards tonight for two reasons: brian molko and robert smith. not together, alas, but it was good enough. brian looked fucking hot as usual. and robert, well he's just great, isn't he? :-D
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posted at 9:35 p.m. by gleefully gloomy. ...
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
music right now: 'wake me when it's over' by longwave
i cannot get enough of this song. even though it's been more than a year since i first heard it, i can play it all day every day and it would never ever get tired. and the video is sweet. and the lead singer is very very cute.
so, i think i am out of my little three week depression. i somehow snapped myself out of it today on my way to work. instead of moping all the way there, i told myself to shut up and change things, and then i will be happy again. i am completely knackered at the moment, and i have a bitch of an oral report to give tomorrow, followed by a meeting with the scrivener people, plus a book to read and a press release to write, but at least i am keeping myself busy. and i have to go through my stuff and eliminate everything that is not making the move to toronto with me, as well as edit a poem and send it to stationaery by thursday or friday. and then on thursday night i am going to see a film at the forum. undecided as to whether i want to see 'japanese story', 'vera drake', or maybe something else. actually, i want to watch 'eternal sunshine of the spotless mind' again. and then friday is kyle's house party. and in between all this i have to find some time to write. i need to get back on track with my book, it comes in fits and starts and i want to even it out so that i write everyday, even if it is total shite.
lately i've been wondering about vancouver. i've never actually been there, and i have been looking at schools there just as a distraction. after all it would be nice to not have to endure the deep freeze that is most surely coming to wallop us.
it's been three and a half years since i've lived here in montreal. i just got the thought of what would my life be like if i had gone to dalhousie instead of mcgill. i'm not saying that i regret my choice. i have given up a lot of those things i've regretted in the past. i am just curious, who would i be? i've never been to halifax either. what would happen if the me now ran into the potential me (like in some sort of strange cosmic twist of fate mixed with an alternate reality). would i recognise myself? i am happy for my choice to come to montreal. not only because of the friends i've made and the relationships i've had, but also because i see myself evolving as a person and that is a good thing by any measure.
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posted at 3:03 a.m. by gleefully gloomy. ...
Saturday, November 13, 2004
music right now: 'more than a kiss' by the free association (code 46 soundtrack)
i watched 'eternal sunshine of the spotless mind' and i really enjoyed it. this year has been exceptional for films, and this one was no exception. just the idea that love can somehow go beyond everything makes me happy. we lose our memories, we lose our bodies, we lose our lives, but love somehow still exists.
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posted at 10:45 p.m. by gleefully gloomy. ...
Tuesday, November 09, 2004
because i mentioned it in my earlier post, here is my autumn playlist (so far):
- 'windmills' by toad the wet sprocket
- 'fair' by remy zero
- 'a time to be so small' by interpol
- '2 rights make 1 wrong' by mogwai
- 'first breath after coma' by explosions in the sky
- 'silver screen' by slowdive
- 'psychobabble' by frou frou
- 'her voice is beyond her years' by mew
- 'golden age' by beck
- 'shespider' by mew
- 'pavement cracks' by annie lennox
- 'by your side' by sade
- 'transatlanticism' by death cab for cutie
- 'bleed' by slowdive
- '9 a' by sigur rós
- 'let go' by frou frou
- 'i saw the sun' by slowdive
- 'warning sign' by coldplay
- 'never felt like this before' by shaznay lewis
- 'shanghai' by the free association
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posted at 2:22 a.m. by gleefully gloomy. ...
Monday, November 08, 2004
music right now: 'what's the attraction' by the free association
you know the feeling, that little stirring that you find inside when you hear a song for the first time, or see someone and they look back at you. that feeling which is like sparks leaping in your chest, and time stops, everything just becomes so lucid and yet surreal at the same time. i miss that feeling. i feel like i sleepwalk through a lot of my life. work is mechanical. i do what i am supposed to do, and leave with neither a positive nor a negative change to my life. but today i felt that little buzz again, and for the first time in a while it felt sustained for more than a few seconds. when i walked out of my apartment block and turned down st-famille, the dying sun reflected off the tops of two apartment blocks and the image was so gorgeous, i wish that i had had my camera with me. it's images like that one that stick in my mind and make me happy that i still have my eyesight. life hardly seems living sometimes, but when you open your eyes and see so much beauty despite the shit that occurs every day, it's electric.
i walked to work listening to music for the first time in forever, and i was nearly overcome a few times by the sheer emotional weight that even such a small task can be accompanied by. i have my autumn playlist and it's been expanding little by little. i've done this for the past three years. a few days ago i looked over my 2002 list. i almost laughed/cried because it seemed so insignificant compared to last year and this years lists. why? mainly because of the memories and emotions attached to the songs on that list.
the second time i felt electric was after work. i stopped by lobo to pick up a few things, and i saw this guy. he was absolutely gorgeous (in my eyes, sometimes i have interesting taste). i have found myself more and more attracted to a specific kind of guy. i guess you would call 'him' the urban hipster. not quite, as 'he' does not try, does not go to urban outfitters and buy their mock stuff. it's kind of like the person who is hip without even trying. the only other person i can think of that i know who is like that is vicky's friend ben. there is something so hip about him it kinda makes me jealous in a strange way.
so anyway, i saw this guy and he looked back at me. and for a second it was intense. of course i became a doddering fool after and didn't know what i was doing, but damn, i kinda wanted to talk to him. i couldn't and i didn't. next time. let's hope there is a next time. i'm getting tired of putting life off until it is convenient for me.
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posted at 10:13 p.m. by gleefully gloomy. ...
music right now: 'warning sign' by coldplay
for some reason the film 'code 46' has been playing over in my mind as of late. i think it's mainly because i wonder about the central message of it: are we a slave to genetics? and if so, can we change this? are we prone to hurt people not because of free will, but because it is built into our genetic structure? i wonder this because sometimes i find myself compelled to a certain course of action yet i know that i am going to either hurt myself or the other person involved. i struggle with guilt, pain and the full knowledge that one person, or perhaps both parties involved will get hurt, but things happen anyway. i try to find the answer as to why. why is it that i always have to get emotionally involved? why do my emotions and my actions not necessarily correspond? perhaps all this introspection just make the situation worse.
i saw the trailer for 'closer', which looks rather unremarkable (and i cannot stand julia roberts, so i would only be seeing it for jude law and natalie portman), but one thing struck me, the tag line: 'if you believe in love at first sight, you never stop looking.' is this true? i wrestle with that concept, hoping that it is not true.
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posted at 8:31 p.m. by gleefully gloomy. ...
Friday, November 05, 2004
and i thought i had problems. i just saw geri halliwell's newest video for 'ride it'. i swear, it's like watching bridget jones doing a victoria's secret photo shoot. ugh, we did not need to see all her wobbly bits, as ms jones would say. i understand that geri is just shakin' what her momma gave her, but the whole record bit of the video has been done to death (-recently and superiourly by dannii minogue in 'put the needle on it'). yes, the video is supposed to be tongue-in-cheek, but instead of making me chuckle, it only serves to fry my retinas and make me recoil in horror. the song itself is quite good, which makes me wonder why she would attempt career suicide with that video. where's kylie when you need her?
oh, she's here, releasing her newest video for 'i believe in you'. now geri could learn a thing or two from kylie. in fact, pretty much every pop star could learn a thing from kylie. not only is she in her mid to late 30s, she's still making videos like catholic women pop out babies. while we all know kylie doesn't like to dance much, just the whole light concept and the dancers in the dark in the video makes me sigh a breath of relief. at least someone knows what they're doing.
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posted at 10:52 p.m. by gleefully gloomy. ...
Thursday, November 04, 2004
great, i took a death test and it says i'm going to die at 27. not that i put much stock in such things, but it's always nice to know that some test thinks you are going to die in 6 years.
ugh, my stomach is in knots. i don't know how much more of this i can take. winter is coming....
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posted at 11:51 p.m. by gleefully gloomy. ...
Wednesday, November 03, 2004
51% of americans who voted yesterday are fucking morons. christ, do we really need four more years of president junior?!
my condolences (sp?) to all those who voted against him. the next four years are going to be hell, so i guess it's time to strap ourselves in for the ride.
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posted at 1:16 p.m. by gleefully gloomy. ...
Tuesday, November 02, 2004
music right now: 'a time to be so small' by interpol
the question of love always keeps appearing everywhere, and i've always wondered what it consisted of. my answer at this moment is that love consists of the undying need to be with someone, to care for them, and when they are in pain to want with such conviction to take away their pain and put it into yourself that you feel what they feel. i could be wrong but that's what i feel.
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posted at 2:35 a.m. by gleefully gloomy. ...
Monday, November 01, 2004
i always wondered why people, when given love, would then turn around and throw it away. i guess i have my answer.
Reading: The Shock Doctrine: The Rise of Disaster Capitalism
Naomi Klein God Is Not Great: How Religion Poisons Everything
Christopher Hitchens Copenhagen
Time Out City Guides
Seeing: Juno
Jason Reitman Annie Hall
Woody Allen There Will Be Blood
Paul Thomas Anderson
Listening to: Boxer
The National The Fountain: OST
Clint Mansell In Rainbows
Radiohead