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So I don’t think I am going to blog here anymore.

I started a tumblr a few weeks ago and have been finding it more inspiring (I also don’t really know how to use it yet, so I assume it can only get better as I increase my skillzzz).

Follow me at allysapparition.tumblr.com

I will keep this blog up because it has a great name and an even greater banner photo (thanks Jeff and Holly) and tracks a lot memories from the last year and a half.

Thanks for reading gals and pals. I will sign off with a few of my favourite posts.

Awesome fun things to do when you’re broke.

I still think of this whenever I see an abandoned mattress, which is surprisingly often…

Holly’s post on the stylin’ older gentlewoman

Falling in love in New York City

This quote and this quote and this quote.

The occasional blunder

And pretty much my favourite image ever.

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For now, as Sheila Heti once said (wrote),

“You just keep peddling your phony-baloney genius crap, while Iā€™m up giving blow jobs in heaven.”

Mwah.

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I dreamt of New York City last night.

A recurring problem in my young adult life is that I am rarely satisfied with the city in which I am living. This statement may lead you to presume that I have lived in many places; I haven’t. But I am ready to, and not just on a whim caused dissatisfaction.

Since making the decision to move on a month or so ago, my dreams have been full of voyages and travels. So at least my subconscious is on board. And my boyfriend. We are going to make the token Canadian pilgrimage to Australia to live on a beach, talk to people with accents and carry all our belongings around in backpacks. The plan is to suffer out the rest of the winter season in Toronto working two jobs apiece so we can hop on a plane in June or July. From there, who knows.

Who wants to watch my cat?

I have been inordinately obsessed with the Talking Heads’ song Road to Nowhere over the past few weeks. I am feeling existential, particularly about the career world. It is seeming to me that all of those glamorous careers people covet are never what they seem. It seems every female I went to University with at Western works in either PR or marketing, and I certainly do not have the disposition for any of that pollution. In my experience, writing full-time for a newspaper is a prescription for being overworked, underpaid and precariously employed, at best. (That said, if The Globe and Mail called to offer me a job, I would certainly accept, but I imagine that after the novelty wore off I would find myself stressed and unhappy.)

I really enjoyed the world of education, but have not yet been able to bring the passion I have for learning to the working world. Perhaps, that is because it is inherently worse place to focus your energy. The pursuit of success and money is just not as pleasurable/fulfilling as the pursuit of knowledge/art/culture (and the two worlds rarely overlap). Maybe there is liberty in realizing this before I spend the next 10 years applying to communications jobs in the public service; I can put my all into entrepreneurial pursuits that I can do anywhere in the world without high heels on.

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Because, that’s what David Byrne would do.

I’m not sure why I didn’t hear about this in September during the festival, but Toronto’s Merril Nisker aka Peaches directed a documentary about herself (an auto-documentary?) that debuted at TIFF in September. Realistically, I don’t pay much attention to TIFF, which is probably why I didn’t hear about it, but I do think Peaches rules. The documentary ā€” Peaches Does Herself ā€” has been called a transsexual rock opera and I can’t say that I have ever seen one of those before. Also, apparently she used to be roommates with Leslie Feist. Cool.

Make me a drink
Strong enough to wash away the dishwater world
They said was lemonade

The Shins, No Way Down

Glitter_close_upHappy Tuesday friends. Tonight, let’s all be thankful for hot beverages and music.


Someday I will travel to fashion weeks in fabulous cities and take incredible photographs of very tall people with lovely hair.

Or, more likely, I will keep doing things I am good at like taking books out of the library and not finishing them and stealing my roommates Skittles. I think either one will be okay.

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a girl in a see-through dress in sheep’s clothing.