Going Places

Lost Disposables

When I go places, I take (or purchase) a disposible camera.

Now, this might seem pretty ordinary, but if you mix a disposible camera with a forgetful, messy and absent minded person like myself, you can usually count on never seeing those photos. At least not for another year.

For example: this roll from Calgary and early Spring of last year.

Or maybe the year before....



This balcony was the place to be for that whole summer. Girls singing to girls, girls smoking smokes, and laughing at other girls' jokes. I miss you, summer balcony.


I remember this day being unseasonably but welcomingly warm.


I don`t usually like being in photos, and this captures my `Whaddya want me to do, huh` face


Chloe`s my God.


My bite`s worse than my bark.


Hotel living in Calgary


This is my best friend Ben in Calgary, where we are mowing down on a special indoor BBQ. I miss him. Check out that sweet plate he made.

Nothing says "January" like some Halloween photos:

I went on vacation in October and had the time of my life.
So much so, that when I returned home to Halifax, I couldn't have fun anymore.
No matter what I tried, no fun. So I moved to the country to be beside the ocean, because I feel like this is what I am supposed to be doing right now.
Slowing down, being lonely and getting things done.

To help me relive the good ol` days (3 months ago), I`m sharing some photos of the weekend where I did a lot of things I shouldn`t have.


That's my Halloween costume. It's also Raven, my online gothic alterego.
http://www.myspace.com/ravenunholydancedeath
Looks like she got a new big city hair do.



To party by way of piggyback.



Some pals found us in the Black Magick Massage Parlour



Us sitting outside of the church we peed on.

Mail Received.

From lots of different people at different times.

Lots of nicies.

Mail sent January 2012

To Cheryl:


To Bifidus:


To Lynne:


To Laurie:


To Rae:


To Karen:


To Jon:


To Angie:


To Jen:


To Lilac:


To De Villo:


To Elle: