A few months ago, Pearl scared me shitless and made me swear that I would never ever forget to pay my rent again. Today, my post brings sad news...Pearl is retiring and returning to a life of baby-normalcy. We wish her a happy retirement, and that *one* may have mercy on her blackened soul. This is her farewell:
It's been a couple months now since little becs and I started climbing regularly...and the progress we've made since our first lesson has been awesome. We started at 5.5s and 5.6s and are finally up to 5.9s! Last week I managed to successfully complete a 5.9 that had been annoying me for ages...I always had difficulty getting up the overhang..but I finally pulled it off in record time...yay!
Oli climbing a 5.5 overhang wall and me belaying her
Me climbing an any-holds 5.8
Becs climbing an overhang 5.9, she's doing the blue route on this wall (the holds marked with the blue tape)
My return to the beach this Sunday, for the first time since I left Sydney, was anything but a disappointment. The girls + boy headed down to The Beaches, a *you guessed it* beachside community at Queen Street East, and spent the day baking under the sun, eating ice cream and dipping our toes in cool water, followed by cold *beverages* at a nearby patio. Though the super-insanely-and-oddly-hot sand burned blisters into my toes, every bit of the experience was GLORIOUS.
It's been a slow and gradual process of falling in love with the T-dot for me, but after yesterday, my love for this city doubled in points (I currently have a 20-point rating system that measures love, with points-to-date being 14). I may have had a lot of disdain for Toronto in the past, but that has largely dissipated, mainly due to the realization that there is a lot of cool shit to do in this city. Where else can you attend a festival for doggies, a naked bike ride, and smoke shisha and listen to jazz on a patio, all in the same month? The fact that I can maintain a relatively similar lifestyle to the one I led in the Oz-land makes me all warm and fuzzy inside.
The notoriously "yummy" cake...wheat-free, gluten-free and dairy-free...you guess how it tasted..
this was the third attempt at this photo...to finally get her eyes to stay open we decided it would be best if she held them open! oh and i'm also loving the napkin-bandana courtesy of fake e..dude..you NEED to become a designer...
Anonymous said... Dear stupid bitch who can't write to save her life- stop pausing after every sentence or utterance you write. You...sound...moronic......!! June 07, 2007 8:46 PM
Dear Anonymous,
Stop leaving rude and unecessary comments on a stranger's blog..............find your own friends to bother with your incessant whining! If you don't like my writing, why the hell do you read it?! You're the one who sounds moronic to me..reading blogs you dislike. FUCK OFF...
Yesterday, a good friend of mine announced that he’s getting married*. He’s 29. His announcement is one of two such declarations made by my friends in less than a year…and has got me thinking…will they all just start dropping like flies from here on end? Have I really and truly reached that point in my life, where engagement parties and weddings and showers and stags and stagettes and babies…begin to take over? When did it become the normal path of life for 20somethings? Aren’t we the generation that is supposed to be advocating independence, freedom, vagabonding, fear of commitment and the likes? Have I been seriously duped into my lifestyle?
A sleepless night of tossing and turning led me to believe this: I am freaked out.
Everyone and everything changing around me, only makes me dig my heels into my adolescent-adult-life even more, and I will continue to do so until I am the last one standing. It’s my party, and I swear I’ll cry if I want to.
*Congrats to you K! This post in no way reflects you specifically, so I thought it necessary to add this disclaimer.
Oli climbing a 5.5 overhang wall and me belaying her
Me climbing an any-holds 5.8
Becs climbing an overhang 5.9, she's doing the blue route on this wall (the holds marked with the blue tape)
The notoriously "yummy" cake...wheat-free, gluten-free and dairy-free...you guess how it tasted..
this was the third attempt at this photo...to finally get her eyes to stay open we decided it would be best if she held them open! oh and i'm also loving the napkin-bandana courtesy of fake e..dude..you NEED to become a designer...
