June 28, 2006
June 27, 2006
s'been a while
i do realize i've been neglecting this journal as of late. i recognize that i've been neglecting a lot of things lately. in fact, i probably wouldn't even be writing here if i didn't have a massive case of writer's block and desperately need to un-block myself.
i've been in toronto for the past week, interviewing for a job. they've given me an assignment to write about my dreams and goals, and the strategies i can undertake to achieve them. it's basically handing someone my journal, but making sure the punctuation is correct and there's enough about amibitions and goals and time-oriented plans, without being completely brutally soul-baring. it's supposed to be like, held-back honesty, i suppose. why i would make a great addition to their team.
and needless to say, i can't say "well, i'd love to do pr, but sometimes i'm gripped by terrible writer's block where everything i say feels trite and insignificant". so here i am, writing freely in order to stop some of this blockage. hee. blockage. sounds like i have digestive issues.
ooh, panth and brian just got home. 'tis time to close the computer and get away from this stupid paper.
i've been in toronto for the past week, interviewing for a job. they've given me an assignment to write about my dreams and goals, and the strategies i can undertake to achieve them. it's basically handing someone my journal, but making sure the punctuation is correct and there's enough about amibitions and goals and time-oriented plans, without being completely brutally soul-baring. it's supposed to be like, held-back honesty, i suppose. why i would make a great addition to their team.
and needless to say, i can't say "well, i'd love to do pr, but sometimes i'm gripped by terrible writer's block where everything i say feels trite and insignificant". so here i am, writing freely in order to stop some of this blockage. hee. blockage. sounds like i have digestive issues.
ooh, panth and brian just got home. 'tis time to close the computer and get away from this stupid paper.
June 09, 2006
a series of letters
dear patricia at scissors hair studio,
i love you. my bob is chic and pretty and swingy and beautiful.
sincerely,
me
dear The Break Up,
shut up. if i wanted to pay money to see a couple bicker and argue, i'd call one of my exes long distance. you suck. you are not the next "big comedy", purely because of your suckage.
not so yours truly,
nicole
dear World Cup,
you're going to take up most of my next month. i'm glad i have you as a faithful companion.
love
niki
i love you. my bob is chic and pretty and swingy and beautiful.
sincerely,
me
dear The Break Up,
shut up. if i wanted to pay money to see a couple bicker and argue, i'd call one of my exes long distance. you suck. you are not the next "big comedy", purely because of your suckage.
not so yours truly,
nicole
dear World Cup,
you're going to take up most of my next month. i'm glad i have you as a faithful companion.
love
niki
June 08, 2006
notes from a scattered brain
Things I miss about Montreal:
- Club Stoop
- the way everything is right down the street from me
- Old Port
- The Porch of Zen
- the way Erin always says "Cash Money" when she's talking about cash
- the cats
- my St Laurent - Mont Royal - St Denis - Prince Arthur walks
- tam tams
- stopping by Drew's house unexpectedly
- all you can eat sushi
- Funky Toque
- Club Stoop
- the way everything is right down the street from me
- Old Port
- The Porch of Zen
- the way Erin always says "Cash Money" when she's talking about cash
- the cats
- my St Laurent - Mont Royal - St Denis - Prince Arthur walks
- tam tams
- stopping by Drew's house unexpectedly
- all you can eat sushi
- Funky Toque
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