Motivational Name Change
I changed the name of this blog in order to hopefully spur frequency in my posts. My bloggerness has been pathetic as of late. No excuse. Readership of 3 is not even my excuse.
Since all I do is listen to Jeff Buckley these days the reference from his 'So Real' video seemed fitting. If I had a bicycle I would hope gorillas stole it. SEE HERE
My obsession with JB is deep....the hours of live performances I have acquired will keep me busy for years...and now dissecting his father's music (Tim Buckley) - searching for little nuggets of references of his abandoned son...it is a full time job ffs. I will say Buckley Sr. had a handful of really beautiful songs, don't like all of his stuff but man...amazing gems in that collection. That lovely voice passed down to Buckley Jr. was taken to a whole other level though...songwriting as well. Still blowing my mind....
My life is consumed by the very obvious fact that finding a new apartment with a cat is going to take a long damn time...vacancy rate still very low...and when one does come up I am one in 55 million ppl with a fucking cat searching for an apt in my price range...which I may also add is making this search difficult. A 2 bedroom in my price range is hard with my wishlist...a 1 bedroom, shit I would be long gone but my motherhood martyrdom is not yet complete. Gotta get this girl through some post-secondary as debt free as possible...once she moves on I can try and figure out who I am without her and settle in somewhere.
Been burned a few times on a couple places we liked a lot and wanted badly only to not get them. It is like being picked last at school for a sports. No lie. Like, excuse me? Why don't we get picked!?!?!?! We are awesome and fantastic and so responsible it is almost embarrassing. Pffft. Whatever.
This cat. Jesus. Miss A is gunnin' hard to turf her but I just can't...ethical obligation and all...plus I love the little furry asshole. (Ewww @ furry asshole)
Since all I do is listen to Jeff Buckley these days the reference from his 'So Real' video seemed fitting. If I had a bicycle I would hope gorillas stole it. SEE HERE
My obsession with JB is deep....the hours of live performances I have acquired will keep me busy for years...and now dissecting his father's music (Tim Buckley) - searching for little nuggets of references of his abandoned son...it is a full time job ffs. I will say Buckley Sr. had a handful of really beautiful songs, don't like all of his stuff but man...amazing gems in that collection. That lovely voice passed down to Buckley Jr. was taken to a whole other level though...songwriting as well. Still blowing my mind....
My life is consumed by the very obvious fact that finding a new apartment with a cat is going to take a long damn time...vacancy rate still very low...and when one does come up I am one in 55 million ppl with a fucking cat searching for an apt in my price range...which I may also add is making this search difficult. A 2 bedroom in my price range is hard with my wishlist...a 1 bedroom, shit I would be long gone but my motherhood martyrdom is not yet complete. Gotta get this girl through some post-secondary as debt free as possible...once she moves on I can try and figure out who I am without her and settle in somewhere.
Been burned a few times on a couple places we liked a lot and wanted badly only to not get them. It is like being picked last at school for a sports. No lie. Like, excuse me? Why don't we get picked!?!?!?! We are awesome and fantastic and so responsible it is almost embarrassing. Pffft. Whatever.
This cat. Jesus. Miss A is gunnin' hard to turf her but I just can't...ethical obligation and all...plus I love the little furry asshole. (Ewww @ furry asshole)