going to sleep now because my mind is playing with itself, so i'll shut it down. ive cleaned, organized, read, & written too much today, its absolutly mind numbing. i've been waking up very tired & very early the last couple days, although not for a real lack of sleep. been having extremely vivid and fast paced dreams all week and i think they are tiring me out, even before i wake.



picked up the whirlpool by jane urquhart yesterday afternoon at 'the book market' with tizian. afterwards everyone went searching for a restaurant that wasnt there. at local heroes, i kept spacing out because everywhere i looked, there was a television screen. for no reason, it made me watch. the highlight of the evening was undoubtedly driving down prince of wales 'dancing' to a cassette - - laughing at josh and denise sticking thier heads out of the car windows ahead. we were sure that one of them would get decapitated by a passing car. oh, and that mandy moore poster.



the whirlpool was fantastic. devastatingly beautiful.

j urquhart is undoubtedly my favorite canadian author. (so far).