q u i x o t i c l o v e p a c k

2011-12-08T19:55:00.001-08:00

Pizza is a vegetable;
9/11 was an inside job.

fuckinuptensesleftrightandcenter

2011-12-03T02:27:00.001-08:00

you can't be considered a beautiful person if you never had the capacity to show others that you are.

Self Masturbatory revised black out

2011-11-22T10:13:00.001-08:00

took an old piece of work and blacked it out in word. because apparently I have a huge writing boner for black out poetry.

Sad nights on my computer listening to Robert Smith's voice

2011-11-22T09:06:00.001-08:00

since I was 13 have always seemed relevant.

feeling this heavy happened once before in high school, then again last week.

2011-11-16T00:44:00.001-08:00

Fuck I felt so heavy today walking home.
Like every step I took the ground behind me crumbled and a little bit of myself inside sunk into my boots.

And this all sounds very poetic and shitty and cliche, but it's how I felt.

I walked up the hill though, and it's like the metaphor of going uphill and triumphing became real, so I went and bought milk and a cross-word scratch ticket (it's the little victories in life, like not going straight home to lie on your floor until someone comes home and asks what your doing and you can't explain it aside from "I felt heavy and I didn't want to use my legs anymore so I thought I'd lie here") and came home.

Then I was heavy again, and I ate a bunch of things then fell asleep on the couch for 4 hours.

Now I can't sleep, and I just want to download this fucking app that plays wave noises and has calming meditative walk throughs so that I stop thinking about today and tomorrow and every other day in my life and just go to sleep so that I don't fall asleep in class tomorrow.

this is shitty, this is all shitty. But I was going to write something like this last week and I didn't and it has been bugging me ever since. but writing shit like this makes me feel like a tool. And maybe I'm a bit glad that I'm pretty sure all these pageviews are just spam bots or flukes.

...I just went back and looked at the entry when I wanted to write this before. It was 2 weeks ago not last week. Nothing has changed in two weeks. goddammit.

"I eat carrots like corn on the cob"

2011-11-05T16:31:00.000-07:00

I used to eat bananas like that [corn on the cob style] because once I was watching a Jack Hanna video as a kid and he was feeding a parrot a banana and it ate it that way. I thought it was so freaking cool so for 6 months I would eat bananas "parrot style".

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The title quote is from Tash King a beautiful, creative, inspirational soul who (despite only seeing in person twice) has helped me realize so many things. (that's enough of my loser gushing. I always gush.)

I'm so much more eloquent when sad

2011-11-02T22:56:00.000-07:00

Crying in public always leaves me in this surreal state.
I was in a very odd place yesterday afternoon (I cried in class). Crying in public you're surrounded by people, who you know all know that you're crying, but what can they do about it?

I felt so separated from everything after I had started to calm down.
I was drained; exhausted. I started to think about how alone I felt as I walked home. I didn't know why I had started to cry, it was from somewhere between confusion, frustration and embarrassment.
I started to think about how selfish crying is, the first time we cry it is because we can't communicate in any other way, we can't show our own needs. So how come as an adult I still can't seem to do that? What is it that made me so incapable of expressing my need that I started to cry.

This is all just garble, it was all much more eloquent in my cynical, melancholic mind yesterday afternoon.

Non-Linear

2011-10-27T23:55:00.000-07:00

If you asked methe formula

to find the area of a circle

Icould not tell you.

I could not tell you

itis πr²nor

couldI tell you that the

equation

2πr,

would equal the circumference,

and

πd

would equal the same.

I could not

tell

you

of the speckledquality of

the afternoon’slight, or

of how theevening

fell,

cold, and

welcoming.

I could not

tell you exactly what

we spoke
or of the

beautiful,

comfortable, moments of

fleeting

Silence.

This was beforeand of the time of forgetting.

If you asked me to recite π

I could tell you

that 3.14 woulddo,

but that I could

(that I can)

recite it

to the 36^thplace.

If you

reminded me,

of the speckledquality of

theafternoon’s light, and

ofhow the evening fell,

coldand welcoming

I could tell you

of how

we spoke of

thebeautiful, comfortable moments;

Of fleeting silence.

Thecigarette

weshared

inthe sun.

This was thetime of yearning

forthe grass

between

mytoes;

Undermy feet

Living,

cool and

refreshing.

I could tell you

this was before,

And of the timeof

forgetting

Y=mx+b,

life

wasso

much more

thancalculations.

The Alarm Clock

2011-10-27T23:41:00.000-07:00

Here's the other story of Hugh's I said I'd post on Tuesday. It's a reworking of this one

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The alarm blared for three apathy filled minutes before Hugh Manatee

reluctantly rolled over to look at his alarm clock (rolling over was one of the

few things his large aquatic mammalian body did well out of water), he saw it

was 5:33 in the morning.

“Fuck,” Hugh Manatee realized that today was Saturday. Usually people

looked forward to Saturdays and all that come with them, the weekend,

sleeping in, spending time with family and friends. But Hugh Manatee was not a

person, nor was he going to sleep in, or spend time with family or friends. All

of Hugh Manatee’s family still lived in a warm river in Florida (warm rivers are

excellent homes for manatees). Hugh Manatee was not fond of Florida, and, as

he came to realize, his family.

During the holidays Hugh Manatee’s mother would write him (and every

other relative) a letter. All the letters read the same, being very generically

written. Hugh Manatee’s mother seemingly had very little time on her hands

(or rather fins) and a large amount of people to write letters to.

Dear Hugh, (every letter started very formally)

I hope that his letter finds you well. The family has been quite busy but

all is well here. Jonathan (Hugh’s younger brother) graduated high school with

honours, we are all very proud. Cindy (Hugh’s older sister) has finally happiliy

adjusted in her new home down the way, her husband and the three children

are all very happy there. Unfortunately Glen (Hugh’s Father) was hit once again

by a recklessly driven motorboat, in his old age the wounds took longer to heal,

but he says he was given a new lease on life and finds him self in his best

health in years.

We all hope to hear from you soon.

Sincerely,

Margaret

Along enclosed in each letter was a picture of the family all floating

together with mangrove roots in the background. They all looked happy (or as

happy as a manatee could look seeing how they’re not very expressive

animals).

“Fuck,” thought Hugh Manatee, as he lay awake in the early morning (as

he so often did). “I’m not lonely”, he said, in a monotone voice devoid of any

emotion, “I am happy.”

“Who are you trying to convince?” nagged his inner voice.

“Shut up!” Hugh manatee yelled in a fuck-you-you’re-not-even-fucking-real

tone into the emptiness and darkness of his single resident apartment (which

unlike warm rivers in temperate climates was not an ideal home for a

manatee).

“No” his inner voice very plainly replied.

“Fuck,” Hugh said aloud as he rolled his aquatic mammalian body over

once more to face away from the glowing numbers 6:43, which mocked him

(much like his sub-conscious).

Trying to impress people on the internet you don't even know if they know you exist

2011-10-27T21:10:00.000-07:00

Most of our page views come from the states, also we got the most page views this month than we ever have in the history of QLP.

I don't know anyone who reads this blog. Let alone anyone in the states. But I guess that's what the internet is.

I think internet ghosts are reading this. Please say hello if you're not an internet ghost (or if you are). It would be nice to know who's still reading this.

You can even do it anonymously on my tumblr, or just leave a comment here under the name Seymore Butts, or I. C. Wiener. Something like that.

I sound desperate. Maybe I am.

Wasted youth on apathy and internet

2011-10-27T14:31:00.000-07:00

In class we were talking about 6 word memoirs.
I submitted mine to the SMITH magazine thing.

Go look (click that link please, maybe like it so I can feel important)

Sometimes I like to put my self through the tortures of thinking I’m going to die a young and terrible death.

2011-10-26T13:01:00.000-07:00

Going to watch the stress documentary by National Geographic.

I'm 1 minute in and already terrified. Apparently stress can kill your brain cells. Maybe that's why my memory is shot. Also it could possibly unravel chromosomes? What happens then? What happens when my DNA starts to fall apart at the seams?

where for art thou

2011-10-25T13:08:00.000-07:00

the stats thing that blogger has now I guess it comes from google analyitics has got me thrown.

O mysterious page views, where are you coming from? In celebration of people enjoying Hugh's stories I shall be posting another one at some point today I guess. Who knows when though since I'm doing some design research, but we all know how terrible I am at keeping my attention on my work (or maybe we don't all know, but now you do. I'm quite terrible)

2011-10-25T11:12:00.001-07:00

The class liked Hugh. They want to hear more about him.

My ears are burning as if I'm blushing. My heart is all a flutter with my love for Hugh.

Sky train

2011-10-24T16:05:00.001-07:00

I'm sitting in one of the train stations. I only have to go one stop which would make me quite early for where I'm going so I though waiting here would be a good call.

It's kind of weird though sitting and doing nothing in a place where people are constantly in transit. Then I worry if I'm being judged by any of these people because I'm not doing what I should be here. But then I remember none of them are going to be here for more than 10 minutes and assume the same about me.

This has just been another overstated though I'm sure

2011-10-24T14:23:00.001-07:00

we have 1000 views on our blog.

only took what, 3 years? also I'm pretty sure that 80-90% of those views are from ourselves.

2011-10-23T21:05:00.000-07:00

We did black out poetry in creative writing class. Seem fitting for art school no?

In any cause I've found that creative writing class is currently my creative outlet. When all I do is work with images taking a break from the visual world and working with words (which I find I'm far much more comfortable with) is a welcome break. It's weird to think that I need a creative outlet as I work and learn in a creative world, with the title of a "creative". Fuck that shit though, I hate giving myself a title other than student right now (or ever, in the lame "you're never finished learning) way.

Tuesday mornings are fabulous because all we do is write and listen to other people read their writing. It makes my long day at school that much more bearable.

2011-10-21T14:06:00.000-07:00

I hate it when instructors/professors show examples of other student's work as if you were still in elementary school.

Sure it helps every now and then, it's good to get perspective on other peoples' work but I feel like instead of a source of inspiration it just leads to the temptation of plagiarism. We all know nothing is new, nothing will ever be new again it's all built upon other things. Maybe when something is new we'll truly escape post-modernism.

These are the things that I think of when I can't do my work because I'm too distracted. Can I just go back to not caring? I'm incredibly frustrated by this substitute we have today, because I'm not going to get the critique I need today because she's spending time talking to people who don't have to go to workshops today.

I'm incredibly frustrated by everything though.

Late night love pack

2011-10-21T01:56:00.001-07:00

Hugh Manatee was the most depressed he had ever been. But since he was manatee he did not know what this felt like so he mistook depression as his left fin falling asleep.

Inbox (too many) - that's what happens when you don't check your blog in a long time, mind you we really didn't have any notifications.

2011-10-20T13:45:00.000-07:00

I'm so stuck on Hugh Manatee. I'm not sure what it is about him but I always end up wanting to work more with him.

In any case I brought him back for my second year art and design university creative writing class. I say that to feel fancy, but then I feel like I'm being pretentious.

I digress once more. I reworked a couple of stories from old QLP to submit for my personal writing critique this week. I get my critiques on Tuesday and was going to wait until then to post the reworked stories, but I couldn't wait.

Here is the reworking of this story from January 2009. If any of you are still out there reading QLP let me know what you think.

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Inbox (2)

Hugh Manatee got out of his bed. Unlike themajority of the population this was no small feat. To get out of bed HughManatee had to wake up, which he was always unsure would happen, this was dueto his sleep apnea, which, was caused by his large barrel like aquaticmammalian body living out of water.

Hugh had not moved since 5:33 this morningwhen he rolled over after turning off his alarm clock, which awoke him at 5:30,he had spent the three minutes thinking of how miserable the early morning was.It was now slightly past two in the afternoon. As he squinted like a mole justemerging from it’s burrow, Hugh begrudgingly rolled out of bed and closed theblinds with contempt. Hugh thought of how wondrous it would be to be an owl,for no reason other than “they don’t have to deal with this shit”. Hugh didn’tmove until hours later, due to being crippled by his self-loathing and nothaving enough energy to exert the effort it takes to move his large aquaticmammalian body from his bed; but e-mails had to be checked.

It was 9:34 pm. Hugh Manatee left his room,He walked (or what would be considered walking as a manatee) over to hiscomputer (it sat in the corner of his living room on a small metal desk he hadpurchased from Ikea), he turned on his computer (and then checked his e-mail). Inbox(2), Hugh looked at the subjects and determined that these two e-mails wereinsignificant to his day. Hugh decided that he would leave the e-mails untilMonday when he could check them at work and perhaps feel as if they were moresignificant.

Hugh Manatee moved from his metal desk(which he had purchased from Ikea), to his couch (which was not purchased fromIkea). The couch was light blue, with a large white floral print on it. Thiswas not a very manatee-esque couch, but Hugh was non-concerned with this factas he flopped over onto the couch and turned on his television.

“I should buy something,” though HughManatee as he watched the happy people on the television try to sell him somenew fangled worthless contraption for three easy payments of $19.99. “Maybe I’mdepressed?”

“Maybe you are,” nagged his inner voice.

“Shut up!” Hugh shouted into his singleresidence apartment. There was no reply.

“Fuck,” Hugh Manatee realized that the onlycompany he kept was the company of him, and even his own company did not wantto keep his company.

“MaybeI am depressed,” Hugh Manatee said aloud. There was still no reply.

The smiling faces, laughter and looks ofpleasant surprise and awe of the people selling a product they had probablynever used before, and never intended on buying for three easy payments of$19.99 continued on the television; Hugh Manatee laid alone on his couch. For asplit second Hugh Manatee felt something that could have, maybe been identifiedas real emotion. Hugh being a manatee, and being void of much emotion did notknow what this feeling was and mistook sadness for an itch on a rash he hadacquired from the cubicle at work.

“Fuck,” Hugh manatee thought, now devoid ofemotion as the television continued to flicker.

2011-10-19T17:37:00.000-07:00

Do I want to try and bring back QLP from the dead?

I'm not sure. I'm still so fixated on it, I check it every couple months even though I know there's nothing new.

We'll see I suppose. I slept all day and last night I didn't do my creative writing assignment. I guess I should work on that, but I'm hungry because there is no food in the house, because we haven't had time to go grocery shopping together. We have milk and cereal and I think that is it.

2011-10-18T11:17:00.001-07:00

I feel as if I missed most of high school being caught up on the internet, self angst and QLP.

I'm sitting in a second year creative writing class at my fancy arts university. Missing most of this class because I'm caught up in the same things.

...fuck.

2010-12-11T16:58:00.000-08:00

Happy Second Birthday QLP.
I found this picture of a birthday cake for you.

I hope you like it.

2010-09-28T16:48:00.000-07:00

2010-09-27T11:24:00.000-07:00

A R T S C H O O L

this is what businessmen and high school art students alike romanticize about
It just feels like one big art class (except for English and art history)

2010-09-26T23:09:00.001-07:00

Monday, October 19, 2009

I realized today that I'm feeling really insecure about a few things.

Taking pictures is getting really hard.
Posted by JacquelineNicole at 11:22 PM 0 comments

Taking pictures is still really hard.

2010-01-11T22:44:00.000-08:00

lovenomnomnomnom

Ted Grant

2010-01-05T19:04:00.000-08:00

This man is so passionate about what he does. He's quite up there with age (Colby and I thought he would be like Gandalf old but he really wasn't)
He's amazing and I am so grateful that I got a chance to hear him talk and have him share his inspiration, knowledge and love.

2010-01-03T14:21:00.000-08:00

In front of me sits three journals that I wrote over my high school years.
I know for a fact that they're all filled with baw and things I don't want to remember.
I'm going to give them one read then pick out what I want to keep and what I want to throw away.

I don't need to remember the things written in there and I don't need these books holding me back, because everything ~~seems~~ is so much more special now.

Alright I tried, and lasted less than a minute, all of these are TL;DR and all of them are just pure crap.

Good bye journals

2010-01-02T00:13:00.001-08:00

what did we even used to post here?

2009-12-21T10:59:00.000-08:00

2009-12-06T22:16:00.000-08:00

I just scratched my computer.
There are several fairly deep scratches in the top, they look hideous.
They're bugging me a whole bunch and there is nothing I can do about them

I absolutely hate when I destroy my things. I mean it was bound to happen, but still, I hate it, my computer looks like poo now.

Also I wish I didn't have a mac, and that all my software was for mac becuase I feel like some time in the future I will switch back to PC and at that time I will have to repurchase all my software. Though I assume by then there will be new software.

/computer ramblings.

2009-11-28T22:49:00.000-08:00

I just realized my cynical sadistic judgmental outlook towards a large percentage of people I know (or don't it doesn't mater to me) is probably why I have developed a social paranoia.

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Being a total bitch is probably the reason why I think everyone hates me.

I'm posting this here becuase I don't know where else to save it

2009-11-26T19:29:00.001-08:00

The 30 Most Satisfying Simple Pleasures Life Has to Offer

prettyyoungthings:

Sleeping In on a Rainy Day – As the rain beats lightly against the window, you nestle your head deeper into your pillow. The sound is soothing and your bed feels like a sanctuary. There is no place you would rather be.
Finding Money You Didn’t Know You Had – You reach into your pocket and find a $20 bill from the last time you wore these jeans. You aren’t rich, but you are richer than you were a second earlier.
Making Brief Eye Contact with Someone of the Opposite Sex – You pass her on the street or in the subway. She glances up at you momentarily, making direct eye contact in a way that seems to communicate a subtle curiosity. For a split second it makes you think… and then it’s gone.
Skinny Dipping – There is something mysteriously liberating about being naked in a body of water. You are naked, but it feels natural, a sense of unrefined freedom.
Receiving a Real Letter or Package via Snail Mail – E-mail has become the primary source of written communication. Most snail mail these days is junk mail. When you check the mail and find a real letter or package from someone you know, excitement overtakes you as you tear into this rare gift.
Making the Yellow Light - It’s one of the most common simple pleasures, the act of beating the pack. As you blaze through the yellow light you glance in your rearview to see all the cars behind you stopping at the red light. Yes! You made it!
Telling a Funny or Interesting, True Story - One of the most enticing roles you lead in life is that of the storyteller. You love to share stories, especially those that will captivate your audience with deep curiosity and humor. There are few things more satisfying than telling a true story that others enjoy listening to.
Seeing a Friend Stumble Over Himself – As you walk across the street with your friend, he fails to accurately address the curb on the other side. He trips and stumbles around momentarily before regaining his footing, then swiftly attempts to play it off like nothing happened. This can be a hilarious sight if the moment is right.
Hearing the Right Song at the Right Moment - It doesn’t matter what the setting is, hearing the right song for that moment is one of those simple pleasures in life that instantly lifts your spirits. You could be driving home from work, hanging out at a bar with friends, or jogging. When the right song rattles your ear drums the entire meaning of life seems crystal clear.
The First Sip of a Beverage When You’re Thirsty – You just finished mowing the lawn or taking a long jog. The only thing on your mind is an ice-cold glass of water. When you are really, really thirsty, that first sip of any liquid beverage is sheer bliss.
Catching a Glimpse of Bare Skin on the Opposite Sex – For guys, it’s when the waitress bends over a little too far. For girls it’s seeing that buff guy in a Speedo. Either way, when you see a bit more skin than you were expecting on the opposite sex, you can’t help but to smirk on the inside.
Saying the Same Thing Simultaneously – There is a moment of silence. Then all of the sudden you and your friend blurt out the same exact set of words simultaneously. This rare occurrence is something to smile about.
The Pull-Through Parking Spot – You pull into a parking spot and are delighted to see the availability of the parking spot immediately in front of you. You pull through to the spot in front so that when you return to the car you can drive forward out of the parking spot. Why? Because driving backwards is a pain in the butt.
Realizing You Have More Time to Sleep – Something abruptly awakens you and you think it’s time to get up. Then you squint over at your alarm clock and realize you still have 2 more hours to sleep. A warm euphoric feeling shoots though your body as you glide gracefully back to your dreams.
People Watching – Sitting there on your bench you can see people in every direction. Tall people, small people, thin and plump. Blond, brunette, and redhead alike. Each of them has a different stride and a unique expression. As you drift from body to body you are mesmerized by what you see.
Putting On Clothes Straight from the Dryer – As soon as the dryer buzzes, you pull out your clothes and put them on. They feel soothingly warm on your skin and emit a fresh-scented aroma into the air. A sentiment of ease comes over you as you head out to conquer the day.
A Familiar Smell – You just pulled into your parent’s driveway and opened the car door. You haven’t been home in a long while. You smell familiarity in the air, the scent of a large pine tree in the neighbor’s yard. As you head through the front door, more familiar smells consume your senses. Gosh, it feels good to be home…
The Feeling You Get When Your Idea Works – You have been struggling to resolve a complex problem all day and you just can’t seem to get it right. Filled with frustration, you decide to exercise one last idea before calling it a night. You’ve had many ideas before that failed miserably… but this time it works.
Fresh, Clean Bed Sheets – You yank at the corner of the bedspread to create just enough space to slide your body under the freshly cleaned sheets. The sheets feel cool to the touch. Everything seems so clean, like nobody has ever slept in this bed before.
A Beautiful View – As the car veers around the side of the mountain you gaze out the passenger window. It’s a clear, sunny day and you can see the entire valley below filled with wild flowers and bright green vegetation. The scenery reminds you of something you once saw in National Geographic. But here it is live, right before your eyes.
Reminiscing About Old Times with Your Closest Friends – Pink Floyd once said “the memories of a man in his old age are the deeds of a man in his prime”. There is no simple pleasure more satisfying than recounting the greatest moments of your life with your closest friends who lived these moments alongside you.
Receiving an Unexpected Compliment – It’s been an average day. Nothing really great has happened, but nothing terrible occurred either. This monotonous day has put you in a dreary mood. Unexpectedly, an older, attractive lady taps you on the shoulder, calls you “handsome” and says she loves your shirt. The day just got a whole lot better.
Having a Good Laugh – Laughter is the greatest cure of all. Life is extraordinary in the moments when you are laughing so hard you can barely breathe. These moments of deep laughter are divine in the sense that they cleanse your mood and set your mind on a positive track.
The Feeling After a Healthy Workout - It’s a giddy feeling of self accomplishment; the one true activity that actually makes you feel better and look better simultaneously. When you walk out the front door of the gym you are on top of the world.
The Celebration in the Instant Something Makes Sense – Even now that it has explained to you for the third time, you just don’t understand how it works. Everyone else seems to understand but you. Then out of the blue the dots connect in your mind. You finally get it, and it feels great!
Relaxing Outdoors on a Sunny Day – As you relax sprawled out in a lawn chair, the sun warms your skin and a light breeze keeps the temperature comfortable. Birds are chirping merrily in the trees behind you. You are at complete peace with the environment.
Holding Hands with Someone You Love – Every time she grabs your hand you are overcome with an awareness of how much she means to you. Holding hands is sensual and physically intimate, yet subtle. There are few people you allow to hold your hand, so when it happens you can be sure that the moment is special.
Playing in the Water – Water marvels people of all ages. From jumping in puddles as a child, to doing cannon balls in the pool as an adolescent, to enjoying a cocktail in the Jacuzzi as an adult… water is enjoyable.
Making Someone Smile – You notice that your colleague has been under a great deal of stress with meeting a deadline, so you take it upon yourself to complete one of her indirect responsibilities for her. As soon as she realizes what you did, she comes into your office with a big smile on her face. “Thank you”, she says. You just hit two birds with one stone, because making her smile just made your day.
Finishing What You Started – You just finished up a big project you’ve been working on for the last few months, or maybe you just finished your first marathon… Either way, you finalized what you set out to accomplish. The feeling of self accomplishment you get when you finish what you started is by far one of the most rewarding simple pleasures life has to offer.

2009-11-24T18:09:00.000-08:00

2009-11-16T00:08:00.000-08:00

cough cough cough cough cough cough

2009-11-13T19:56:00.001-08:00

euheuheuheuheu

hahahahahahahaHAHAHAHAHAHAH

ha.

2009-11-12T22:22:00.001-08:00

I just saw the last post made.
I always assume that no one else posts on here. The whole entry made me feel really sad, but then I saw this.

I luld.

Falling Leaves.

2009-11-10T23:40:00.000-08:00

In days past while laying in bed after closing my eyes I feel the burden of the day lift from me, but there is always that fleeting feeling that I should have done more.

On so many occasions I find myself surrounded by people whom are not even as old as me and yet I feel shadowed by them and dream of growing to their scale and fear never being capable of such growth.

I don't feel like a small fish in a big pond,

I feel like a small fish lost in the open sea.

2009-10-31T23:52:00.000-07:00

A little zombie just came up to my window.
He knocked on my window.

At first it was a little scary, but then he was really sweet so I opened up my window and gave him what he wanted. (it was his license and call phone)

What a cute little zombie.

2009-10-31T23:33:00.000-07:00

Sick Show.

My ears are ringing.
The return of CHB, Theset and Mt. Crushmore was beautiful.

I need to sleep now, I still haven't done anything I needed to do this week.
...fuck.

ALSO I'm stoked on how brunch worked out.

2009-10-30T23:04:00.000-07:00

Dear Blog,

I saved a dog today, at least I like to think I saved a dog today.
~~Also I feel like there was more to blog today but I don't know.~~

I'm very tired, and got nothing done today.

The night got rough after leaving Tanner's. I really need to take some time and do somethings for myself.

Bagels and soup tomorrow morning.

Also here is the scan I meant to put up before.

2009-10-29T22:41:00.001-07:00

Cat girls: They give me errections

the patch currently has fur capes for sale, I want to buy one.
Along with that ongina hat I saw today.

I'm too afraid to wear fur though, I'm afraid that I'll offend some one and then they'll throw red paint on me.
I would never buy new fur, but old used fur that some old lady probably wore seems really bad ass, and they're pretty.

knock knock, who's there, interupting cow, interupting cow wh- MOO

2009-10-23T18:45:00.000-07:00

2009-10-22T13:42:00.001-07:00

2009-10-21T19:44:00.000-07:00

"The black represents insecurity"
"Well, how did you feel about this assignment"

don't do it, don't do it, don't think about it, don't do it

...fuck

"it's okay, I mean it's okay to let it out"

...fuck me

2009-10-19T23:22:00.001-07:00

I realized today that I'm feeling really insecure about a few things.

Taking pictures is getting really hard.

2009-10-17T15:59:00.001-07:00

2009-10-17T01:49:00.001-07:00

nero's day at disneyland

2009-10-10T20:48:00.000-07:00

i am becoming more and more painfully aware of how i have thrown an entire year of my life for no reason whatsoever.

every day i am becoming more and more of an alcoholic.

2009-10-05T22:02:00.000-07:00

I like how much anger is just unleashed on here.

I went back to high school today. It was interesting, and by interesting I really mean boring. I sat in the booth, went to the art room and sat in the art foyer.

I need to buy rechargeable batteries and coffee.
Mainly rechargeables.

fuu.

2009-09-22T21:54:00.000-07:00

Dear Miss. Future mcFailure,

MOTHER FUCKER! Stop being a little pussy and DO SOMETHING WITH YOUR SELF.

You'll end up 20 and partying and doing NOTHING ELSE.

Sounds like quite the life right.

You mother fucker, you don't care.

With all the hate and an angry mob,
Richard Ongfiure.

PS. PUT MY BALLS IN YOUR MOUTH you cheap slut.

2009-09-21T22:32:00.000-07:00

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idk.

D: LITERACY EFFTEEDOUBLEYEW

2009-09-20T23:58:00.000-07:00

holy balls it's a spiderweb.

also holy balls its past midnight. I guess it is bed time. (no class tomorrow)

QCF

2009-09-20T15:00:00.000-07:00

Q U I X O T I C C L U S T E R F U C K

Hi,
We're back (at least I am)

With the start of a new school year came the want to bring back QLP.

Welcome to our new ~~erotic~~ erratic post format.
At least for now.

                                                                              
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2009-08-26T17:50:00.000-07:00

New layout: Check it

Other contributors:
QLP needs more activity. Please help out with this blog.

Please.

2009-08-26T14:56:00.000-07:00

youoffendme.

*sigh*qlpwhathappendtoyou
thinking of switching over to tumblr

2009-08-20T12:52:00.001-07:00

I lied. We're slightly active. Not much more active as before though.

❝There is nothing wrong with post processing, [...]

For the purists here I'll explain why.

When a photographer goes on to post process an image he is also moving onto another level, to point a camera at a subject and to take an image is the easy part of being a photographer.

When though that photographer looks at his image and then goes on to see what he can make of it makes him an artist.

Just because we use the computer and digital imagery does not make us any different to someone that uses paint and canvas, we can just process a little quicker.

we still though have to consider the subject, the tones, the light, the foreground, the background, the focus and a host of other things in which to get to a finished image.

Never be ashamed of your editing skills, embrace then[sic]❞

-Mike Shaw (Morbidthegrim @ DeviantART)

It makes me feel better about my photoshop addiction

2009-08-17T22:26:00.000-07:00

W E A R E
C U R R E N T L Y
I N A C T I V E

2009-08-12T10:03:00.000-07:00

music doesn't always have to be a spiritual journey of self-discovery, or the pinnacle of artistic ingenuity. Sometimes, just sometimes, a musician likes to entertain his audience.
~ Pinky0926 @ y o u t u b e . c o m

ERRRR MY GOD

2009-08-08T22:16:00.000-07:00

Today, I worked 9-4. I took a bus home, did laundry, and sat around.

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"Grad 09... Grad 09..."

2009-08-06T21:47:00.001-07:00

today I bought a moleskin and cosmo.
I hope to doodle in the moleskin a whole bunch.
Meghan and I already read the cosmo.

"I want you inside of me" reminds me of the line "I need you so much closer"

when the tequila monster attacks

2009-08-05T10:52:00.000-07:00

2009-07-19T07:24:00.000-07:00

Dearest Cory,

We saw this animal at the zoo. Weird animals make me think of you, so I took a picture and posted it here so you could see it.

I hope you enjoy it. Its called a spoon bill. We chased it down a path.

2009-07-17T06:50:00.000-07:00

I have much to say, but not enough time to say it.

Bermuda is still awesome. I definitely feel like being here is normal again.
Its really fun seing people who haven't seen me since I was 12/13 and seeing how shocked they are at how 'big' I am now.

I'm all sunburnt and peely. I'm going to try and look for some badass shirts still, but nothing.

As well we're going to the aquarium today. It'll be fun.

We saw turtles.

2009-07-13T15:31:00.000-07:00

ha ha ha.

The last couple of days have been nothing less than amazing.

I love it here so much, I feel like I never actually left. I've been hanging out with one of my best friends Freya, its been great! Thanks to the internet there hasn't been so much as catching up as just hanging out.

Yesterday the whole lot of us went out on Gene's boat. Adrian loved it. We went swimming off Channel's dock, the water is SO WARM. It's as warm as bath water, I kept thinking when I was going to jump off the boat or go down the water slide that it would be as cold and shocking as Durrance, but really it was perfect. I love the salt water and all the added buoyancy I get, I just have to stop moving and I instantly float. Swimming is so much less effort as well.

Adrian and I had a chance to snorkel around the dock. There really wasn't much, but it was fun to see how excited Adrian got when we saw just boring fish. Hopefully we'll get a chance to see some better stuff some time soon. Though on the boat ride back home we saw a bunch of turtles and even a spotted eagle ray (and regardless of my years of living here it was the first time I had seen one in the wild).

Today I was with Freya while Adrian went out to fish with all the men. It was nice, I had a girly day, I saw a bunch of people who I hadn't seen in ages. I got some food that I haven't had in ages and I bought my first legal bottle of alcohol. Being 18 here feels so much different than being 18 at home.

My friends keep talking about all these parties and their lives, I don't know a bunch of the people they talk about now, but apparently something is going to be held some time soon where everyone gets together, so maybe I'll get to see a bunch of people then and meet them, it'll be great.

I don't have much to say now, I think I've covered most of things, I'll post pictures when I think I have some that are worth posting (my camera batteries died today so I'm currently charging them).

2009-07-12T05:57:00.000-07:00

oh hay daur.

We're in Bermuda. Its absolutely beautiful here, I forgot how lovely it was.

When we touched down at the airport I had to stop myself from giggling with glee at the fact that I was back. I love it here so much.

I saw my friend Freya already, she took us to a grocery store because I really wanted to go. Adrian saw the price of milk here (is not cheap).

I also had my 'first' drink last night, and by that I mean legally. Delicious Delicious Delicious, we're going to go buy some Bailey's and ice cream tomorrow, as well as take a mish into town.

We got duty free make-ups in Toronto Airport (which charges for their wireless).

We're staying in a pool house, its lovely, I'll post pictures eventually.

"EVERYTHING HAS AIR CONDITIONING" - Adrian

Well Adrian wants to go outside and poke lizzards, I want to keep typing. I guess I'll post more later.

2009-07-10T21:42:00.000-07:00

oh hai dur

Adrian and I are currently in YVR. I'm excited, but this again feels so surreal. I feel like I'm just heading off to Baltimore.

There is a woman walking by, she has a polo shirt on and khakis and has her cream cardigan with its arms draped around her neck.

The sun went away, I don't really know when, but the silhouetted mountains are beautiful.

Adrian and I have to wake up some sleeping lady (with a vinyl leopard print coat), Adrian just made me very afraid of waking her up. I assume she will make a face some what like this:

only with her eyes wider open and pointier teeth.

2009-07-10T00:14:00.001-07:00

oh hai there.

If you were to take a look at QLP you would see that the colours have changed. I decided that the blog needed a summer make over and here it is. They're (in my opinion) very Bermuda colours.

I'm going back 'home' tomorrow, well I start off at least. Back to THE MOTHER LAND or I guess I could call it THE OLD COUNTRY (even though it is not technically a country). We shall see how the ghosts of my past materialize.

I will keep QLP and its readers updated during this trip (internet permitting).

I may have to update the colours as well as I get my own pictures up and the colours are not from a composite of memory and crappy google image search results.

Graduation

2009-06-30T20:59:00.000-07:00

2009-06-23T21:26:00.001-07:00

Hugh Manatee believes that No Homo is the get out of gay for free card.

Little did Hugh manatee realize that you must say No Homo out loud rather than in your head.

I lost my wolf shirt in my room.

2009-06-23T21:16:00.000-07:00

Hi there QLP.
It's summer once again. I'm not sure what is happening here. There haven't been many new posts, or anything new to say.

I'm a bundle of nerves, excitement, happiness, anticipation and all those other feelings you don't know are there for sure but they just want to explode.

2009-05-03T00:04:00.000-07:00

I like to pretend that every year I don't get excited for my birthday, but really I get extremely excited fro my birthday.

Every year the excitement turns into disappointment, and every year for the last 3 or 4 now the disappointment has increased.

2009-04-24T19:59:00.000-07:00

女因

I just want to be

2009-04-20T00:05:00.000-07:00

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2009-04-10T17:51:00.000-07:00

I got another email from western last night while I was out.
It was a pre-orientation package which included

A whole bunch of paperwork to fill out
A whole bunch of stuff to read
A list of a whole bunch of stuff to buy

I don't even know if I'm going to graduate this year which leaves me not knowing how to fill out these forms. I'll find out in 21 days if I'm graduating.

Graduation is really fucking me up.

2009-04-05T21:00:00.000-07:00

This blog has changed alot.
I need to put some scans up soon, but I feel so anxious about alot of things I think its holding back QLP.

2009-03-31T20:40:00.001-07:00

There's really nothing like sarcasm coming from 6-9 year olds

/sarcasm

Hugh School Musical

2009-03-31T10:11:00.000-07:00

"The 21-year-old actor - who shot to fame in the hit 'Hugh School Musical' films - added his strict upbringing meant he didn't get into the same kind of trouble as his friends growing up."

I kid you not QLP; hugh manatee has made his own musical staring Zac Effron.
(or at least the title in the article says)

Read the article here. "Leonardo DiCaprio's Zac drug warning"

2009-03-29T21:57:00.000-07:00

On the drive home I felt lonely and filled with regret, but at the same time filled with optimism, strength, will, hope and love.

I'm making my "To Pack" list for the morning so I don't forget anything, I always over pack.

Also I've quickly fallen in love with my filter.

Back to packing.

2009-03-28T23:24:00.001-07:00

my afternoon was extremely surreal.
If it wasn't for my evening I would doubt that it even happened.

2009-03-27T23:04:00.000-07:00

Do we remember Rhys Jones?
We saw him today. As usual while downtown we were standing around aces and spades talking to Mia and Michelle (both who had a weird day). Mia and Michelle were talking about how there was facebook drama in the morning and how Mia kicked out her roommate.
Some time after that we were talking about how Mia can mess some one up if they mess with her. These schemes of hers included taking people hours out of their town in Alberta during winter and making them walk back with no shoes, no jacket and no cell phone as well as hitting people with crowbars.
After wards this guy walks in, unrecognizable to myself until Adrian saw it was Rhys Jones.
He tried to start crap with Mia.
We decided to leave since it had gotten awkward.
Rhys left right after us and hurried up the road; during this time Adrian and I turned around and went back to Aces and Spades to laugh.

I enjoyed today very much.

2009-03-23T12:22:00.000-07:00

They've painted over the red wall.
It was sad to watch its demise.

I'm very full from my lunch.

2009-03-22T20:51:00.000-07:00

I realized that it has been over a month since I have had a full school week.
This week permitting I don't miss any school will be the first full week I've had. Then next week I'm gone on Tuesday for a week.

I also realized I'm probably not meant to do anything big in the world, ~~and I'm okay with that.~~

2009-03-22T12:39:00.001-07:00

It is a good feeling, sleeping in your own bed.

Peru was life-changing. I missed everyone while I was away.

2009-03-22T09:55:00.000-07:00

I had a very good night last night.
I had a dream about Cory and a dream about Laura C.
Cory was dropping out of Stelly's to go on a trip with Laura B. They were going to Paris, yet there were flashes of Cory in Spain with aqueducts in the back ground. Everyone was concerned that he was dropping out.
Laura C. got kicked out of her house for some reason. She had left some sort of cheque in her room while we were all away. The cheque had something to do with the drug store. Rachel came out of Laura's house crying then Laura came out carrying a bunch of things and looking for a place to stay.

My hair smells like summer, its wonderful. It feels like it could be summer (at least in my room). I will take a shower soon with my shampoo that Laurie bought home from her office and I got from Ellery's. I'll smell delicoius.

2009-03-21T14:02:00.000-07:00

2009-03-20T23:25:00.000-07:00

Today I woke up and eagerly awaited 9 o'clock to roll around so that I could call Adrian and actually get out of the house. My mother left at 9:30 and Adrian got here just after 10 (I do believe). My clothing when I left the house consisted of pajamas and 1/2 my outfit from last night. I ran my grandmother's clothing down to her and then Adrian and I went back to his house. We got his mail. I picked up an peninsula news (for the flyers). We arrived at his house and ate chick'n melts (the broccoli and cheese ones); we ate them with mang thomas sauce. We went back to bed for an hour and a bit, then I spent most of the day laying in his bed reading the flyers from the Penisula News (I found items which I wish to purchase at Canadian Tire and Shoppers Drugmart). I watched an episode of Paranormal State and several episodes of Ouran Host Club. Dylan Hedger went crazy and cut down some trees and made a paranoia fort out side his bedroom window. I then took the most magificent shower, the pressure was perfect, the spray was even, the temperature was wonderful, and the shampoos and soaps smelt so pleasant. I felt refeshed after my shower. I layed in bed for a bit longer then got dressed and had food. Then I hid from Jim. Adrian and I made dinner, he made pasta and I made banana pancakes (not one was burnt). We ate dinner. Munera enjoyed my pancakes. Adrian and I spent time on the computer. Then we took 'my stanky ass' home. I came home and turned on and off several lights. I spent time on the computer. I talked to Ellery about dick's delicious. Talked to Carmen about the state of the economys and populations of Japan, China and (breifly) Korea. Talked to Adrian about buying guns. Talked to Cory and made a face like this one ^_~. I now am tired of blog entry.

2009-03-19T10:33:00.000-07:00

A Hefty Smile

(anagrams have always scared me)

2009-03-18T21:04:00.000-07:00

I got called pretentious today for the first time to my face.

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2009-03-17T23:05:00.000-07:00

current career choices I'm considering:

Cthulu
Cephalopod
Cadaver

2009-03-16T09:36:00.000-07:00

when ever I have a dream I want to remember but I'm always afraid I'm going to forget it I usually have a dream where I'm telling people about the first dream I had.

Its subconscious review

2009-03-14T12:29:00.000-07:00

Today I woke up at 7am and checked my rss feed. There were a couple videos to watch, a post from cake wrecks and a post from Everyday Gyaru. I tried to figure out facebook and then got breakfast which was a grilled cheese and some mushroom soup from a couple days ago. After breakfast I watched some television, then fell asleep on the couch.
I woke up and came back to my room and went on the computer and saw that the sanguine tangerine blog drought had ended (at least for a little while). I was almost alarmed by the ammount of blogs which were posted but it gave me something to do.
Now my mother is in here and I feel so stressed out and I've lost my train of thought. Now my sister is in here yelling.

I was feeling so relaxed now I feel so stressed out.

...fuck

Futile Sh*t

2009-03-12T20:38:00.000-07:00

2009-03-11T23:14:00.000-07:00

coffee concert was fun.
Up until the point we realized we were locked outside the car, but even that was entertaining.
Up until the point that Becca, Graham and julia left.
then we got fed up.

I couldn't feel anything after being outside for an hour and a half with shorts and a cardigan.

my mom came and got us; she had a fire at home.

Adrian is staying here tonight. I'm sleepy.

It was hard to type this with numb fingers

2009-03-09T13:28:00.000-07:00

Dear people with my cell phone number,

I have finally set up my voice mail considering how I've been waiting for important phone calls lately as well as been playing far too much phone tag.

Hope this helps anyone at any point in time,

Jacquie.

2009-03-08T22:46:00.000-07:00

I had a lovely day today.
I saved 33¢ by returning Waking Life while Adam was working, after that Adrian and I headed to mayfair where he bought 2 pairs of pants and a vest. After mayfair closed at 5 pm I was pleased that there was quite a bit of light out still and we went to Wal-Mart and got rechargeable batteries. We were going to go home but instead we went to cook street. On the drive to cook street we were following a van with a sticker of a chthulu on the back and Adrian and I had a short debate whether chthulus have wings or not. I was intimidated to go to cook street and walk around, but I got out of the car and we went to starbucks. I got to use my happy boy cup. After getting out drinks and snacks we took a walk around the block and looked at the houses and nice cars.
We went back to the car where there was a love bird in the truck parked next to us, it was adorable, (Adrian says that lovebirds are like cats with wings). We ate our snacks in the car then drove back to suburbia. We went to Ellery's to look for Adrian's ring which we didn't find. Then we drove to my house and ate dinner and watched TV.

I decided today that I want to be a Chthulu or an Octopus when I grow up, though I'm probably just going through another "being an aquatic invertebrate would be so awesome" phase again. Though a Cephalopod would be my preferred animal class opposed to a gastropod.

I wonder what grad transitions people would say if I did that.

2009-03-04T20:09:00.001-08:00

I'm in love with the videos shot with the Canon 5D mark II

2009-03-03T15:34:00.000-08:00

2009-03-02T19:13:00.001-08:00

So, who can tell me a thing or two about Katherine Mansfield's "Miss Brill" ...?

Anyone?