In a determined effort to not have this blog spin uncontrollably in the direction of emo-babble, I hereby retire from writing at this outlet until such time as I have positive and noteworthy things to write about.

I’ll be sure to let you know when that happens.
Love to whoever is out there.

I’m kicking myself out of the kitchen.

I cannot wait to be back in my little home in the city. Cue boyfriend who is good in the kitchen. I’ll be on the couch with my feet up, watching a movie. Ahh. Yes.

Moving in and decorating to commence immediately.

Best friends invited over for dinner as soon as possible.

Yay!

Giving me something good and ripping it out of my hands days later.
Over and over again.

I don’t want to be self-pitying – time to take inventory on all the good.
Stay tuned.

maybe you could fix me up, i could do the same for you
and maybe sometime soon, we can spend some time alone to talk about the things we should talk about.
tell me ’bout the time when everything’s a mess,
tell me ’bout the time I haven’t heard it yet,
tell me ’bout the time, tell me ’bout the time,
tell me ’bout the time. all you need is time.

Sometimes a song comes along, sometimes a whole album, that feels like it was written for you. And all the things you never could say, well you hear someone else singin’ them to you.

Norther Resident Orcas (A34s) in Johnstone Strait, or “what I saw on my way home from work today”.

Please read this as well: http://jackiehildering.wordpress.com/2010/07/04/seeing-whales-seeing-red/