Random Channel Surfing

There's no denying that I love going to concerts. If there's an indie or alternative band coming through town, I'm there. Practically all of my money goes towards concerts and I'm happy with the way I spend my money (though I'm not gonna lie, I'd love going to shows for FREE!) Last night, Pilot Speed  was playing at Edmonton's KDays (or rather Capital Ex... the gross new name that city counselors bestowed on the fair in '06) and my lovely Arkells (from Dine Alone Records) were opening for them. Of course, Fabs and Luls (who were taking their lil sis and friend) were going to this show, too and we made plans to meet up and enjoy the festivities... I mean, the music. So we're waiting for Arkells to start, a few members of the band (who are acquainted with Fabs and Luls) wave in our direction and smile.  Now, I gotta say that yesterday was also the first day that it was BOILING hot in the city. Like, +30 hot! That's why we were all a bit taken abac...

I went on the Lobster Press website today, after ignoring it since March. What I found was both exciting and hurtful simultaneously. The boardbooks that the three other interns and I worked on are now being advertised. Thing is, they're not being advertised as works written by Marcela from Edmonton or Erin from Boise... they're crediting another lady with having written our words... having come up with our ideas...  I'm conflicted. I know that we agreed that we wouldn't get credit for having written the dang books, but is it too much to ask that they keep it UNcredited?? Do they have to credit anyone? Can't they just credit the illustrator...? The so-called author didn't even write  the books, so why credit her? Anyway, I'm going in circles (again). I'm disillusioned... I feel betrayed... I feel as though my words will never be heard. And while I'd rather be eulogized upon my death for having been a good and loyal person, I still want my  hard work t...

Though I lost my journal in Montreal this last visit, I can't help but look back at our sojourn with happiness. What's there to frown at?  Even the rain was inspiring in its incessant downpour. Even our trip to our nation's capital was memorable. My sister is brave; she is never worried about getting lost or stopping to ask for directions. I wish we had taken more family trips when I was younger, but looking back on my childhood, it was never possible. We were always busy with our own preoccupations. Even now I'm amazed that all of us (including my sister and her family in the US) are going to Guatemala for Christmas.  In any case, here are a few memories from my trip to my future home... It was an outdoor wedding and regrettably, it was not a good day for any sort of outdoor activity as it was raining all day.  The wedding was held at a place called "Au Pied de la Colline" and the place was magical... despite the rain, the skies cleared just as Laura arrived...

I lost my journal in Montreal. I'm an involuntary post secret in the sense that the loss of my journal (which houses all of my deepest secrets...) was accidental. NOT INTENTIONAL. I'm so pissed. Where oh where did I lose it? On St. Denis? Van Horne? The Vieux-Port? The list goes on...

... but I'm right where I started with my Montreal love affair. I can't wait until I have enough money to haul all of me (books, movies, possessions) East. To live in Montreal. To breathe the French-Canadian air that always smells sweeter than the pollen-infested Edmonton air.  I went to Point à Callière and checked out the Love Exhibit. Little did I know that this exhibit would prove what I've secretly known for a year: I'm not the first person to fall head over heels in love with the city!  I'm a Montreal cliché.

I saw Lyndsay today. It makes me happy knowing that we two (and I suspect that Krystina, too!) are working towards moving here eventually. Why oh why can't Tamara and I switch bank accounts?!?! I'd gladly take her $20'000... Though, she might have a problem with that...

Bedouin Soundclash is a three-o. Hello... MUSE??? Three-piece magic! Green Day... Nirvana.... SUBLIME. .... You pretty much get the fact that three-piece bands are the shizzle. Anyhoot, I am the third daughter (and yes, I am saying I am a good thing!! haha!) Ariane, Laura and I were an AWESOME trio... My three best friends are amazing... I love my three ladies! Duh... the THREE musketeers... Alvin, Theodore, and Simon! That was good elementary TV, right there! And now, my THIRD trip to Montreal will be my best one to date! My momma, sister and cousin (maybe) will be joining me and I'm quite stoked! I'm very pumped to see Laura and JS get married! I'm so thrilled that I'll be showing my family the sights and sounds that I grew to love more than anything else I've ever known here in Alberta. Good things do come in threes. :)