insufferable

I don't care that it's only the end of October and that it will get much worse later but I would very much like to complain now! I went out to my back yard this morning for blog photo shoots and I saw frost... FROST --- the first sign of the coming of winter! Why was there frost? There should be no frost yet, the leaves are still in the middle of turning orange and most of them haven't even fallen yet. Therefore, I think the frost should just hold off for couple of more months ya know, wait til autumn is finished with its business of shedding all the plants then winter can be that much more bleak. On the plus side, along with my hatred for loudness, teenagers, and two consecutive posts complaining about the cold I have turned into a complete fuddy duddy. I should just quit society all together, get a rocking chair and start packratting.
On a totally separate note, I am conducing an interview with Mother Mother tomorrow for The Peak and I gotta say, I am quite nervous. I've been home from school for an hour and still haven't a clue about what I'm going to ask them. I think it's because I've grown weary of most music stuff lately and no longer feel inspired by simple chords and rhythms; as nice as they are. I just hope they'll be extremely difficult to interview, better yet throws a fit so I will actually have material to write about for my school news paper.


I'm obsessed with floural shirts, another indication of old age.

The sweater is going to be my best friend for the next six months.

To Fix the Gash In Your Head

"Loud and obnoxious" would be the appropriate terms to describe A Place to Bury Strangers' sound and strangely and coincidentally enough, that is precisely the kind of music I love. So when APTBS came for a show two nights ago, Daniel and I attended had a great time in addition to losing a ton of hair cells. I'm in the midst of midterm battles and so far it's been an onslaught of one tricky multiple choice question after another. Luckily, next week will be my last midterm of the batch and it will be the most epic struggle yet, because it's for a class that has a bad rap for being impossibly difficult... yay...

My kitty Chloe decided to make a cameo for the picture. I apologize for her mooning the camera.

She really likes my skirt, which used to be a shirt

I love the floural paisely print on this fabric, it put me in such a good mood.
I just had to buy this buffalo shirt at the APTBS concert because I can never say no to clothes with animals on them.

Covet

Fantatic green for Thanksgiving!

I know we Vancouverites really have nothing to complain about when it comes to the weather, but it seems as though we have completely skipped over fall and plunged right into winter. Maybe it's because I go to school on a mountain and the frigid air up there is starting to smell like snow. For this winter, I would like to spoil myself by splurging on a brand new coat. I've been browsing for a while and so far this is the only coat I would actually sell an arm and/or a leg for. It looks like something straight out of a children's bedtime story; something a woodland elf would wear perhaps...I'm so in love!