we've lived in bars
and danced on the tables
hotels trains and ships that sail
we swim with sharks
and fly with aeroplanes in the air

send in the trumpets
the marching wheelchairs
open the blankets and give them some air
swords and arches bones and cement
the lights and the dark of the innocent of men

we know your house so very well
and we will wake you once we've walked up
all your stairs

there's nothing like living in a bottle
and nothing like ending it all for the world
we're so glad you will come back
every living lion will lay in your lap
the kid has a homecoming the champion the horse
who's gonna play drums guitar or organ with chorus
as far as we've walked from both of ends of the sand
never have we caught a glimpse of this man


we know your house so very well
and we will bust down your door if you're not there

we've lived in bars
and danced on tables
hotels trains and ships that sail
we swim with sharks
and fly with aeroplanes out of here
out of here

it is just pouring out there, soo rainy. I guess I made it home just in time, Tanis just cut my hair, its damn short, and rather curly, hmmm. I'm pretty happy with it, and it was fun having a friend cut my hair.

I made it home safely, which oddly enough is becoming a daily concern, I hate walking home after dark in this neighborhood, especially after what happened to lizzy. I know i shouldn't be scared, but I've been getting rather uneasy.

I'm back at my place soon though, and for whatever reason I feel better there. I can't wait, my new roomate and I are going to be painting and changing alot of things around. its been almost three years there, and I'm not moving ever I don't think, so I might as well make it something I like.

I must announce as well, its been over a month since I quit smoking and I've been rather succesful at keeping it up. I'm very impressed with myself.

I don't think I've updated in about 6 months, which is a very long time. a lot has happened between then and now. one of the big ones is that i spent my summer in the okanagan, chillin out and relaxing, and didn't much want to be online. plus my baby ibook broke, and couldn't be repaired, but has now been replaced my a brand new shiny one. so thats good, he came with an ipod too, which is also good. i don't have a car anymore and take the bus everywhere, or walk, or, well, i'm learning, will soon be skateboarding places, i hope. so having music on the go is quite a nice thing.

I'm not sure how much i want to say in this update, or how long i want it to be, I think we will keep it short right now, and start bothering you all with the dull comings and goings of my life more and more.

overall though, everything is good, and I'm rather happy to be back in the city.

Date:	2005-03-21 23:33
Subject:	my so called life
Security:	Public
Mood:	tired

worked 10 hours

bought kitty litter, I don't own a cat

went to kellens, made salmon and potatoes

watched miami vice dvd's
t
at home, bed time...

as per usual, its been awhile since i've updated. there isn't much to report.

I am writing this on my new baby, a new to me shiny white beautiful iBook, I love it more than i should i'm sure.

I've only been listening to ryan adams as of late, either way it makes my want to/justify, smoking and drinking more than i should, though i have cut down more in the past few weeks than usual.

had a nice dinner with my dad tonight; wore a suit, went to the vancouver club, had a great meal paid for by who knows who as the prices etc aren't posted.

met up with mitra and malcolm at an art show on west 3rd, old pretentious art patrons, fun fun.

stopped by barbara, melissa and codie's new place up main, beautiful, watched oc on tape, had some wine. always a pleasure.

byebye

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Date:	2004-12-16 16:54
Subject:	drunken crazy chainsaw fun
Security:	Public
Mood:	bouncy
Music:	brian ferry-love is the drug

just in case anyone forgets, its the OC tonight!!!

so don't forget, there will be people at my house for it, anyone is welcome to come. you will just have to put up with people screeching like pre-teen girls at a britney spears concert.

i am soo happy christmas is getting near, if only for the fact that I don't have to show up at work for at least 6 days. of course the drama that will be waiting for my at my parents house/penticton will most likely make me want to be back at work. its not that I don't like my parents, they're great really, its just all the upper class suburbia business that comes along with it, and right now I just want to be drinking on the beach, not sipping eggnog in someones mansion discussing my career plans, listening to christmas music.

thank god for people like lindsay smith and my friends who will be helping me replace my mothers horrid fake FAKE! christmas tree. we have plans to get hopped up on scotch, take the land rover and a chainsaw and under the cover of night cut down a tree from the native reserve. i forsee no problems with this plan at all, none.

one good thing about christmas is that I am almost done my shopping, thanks to the marvelous miss emily. sunday and monday we hit up robson, pacific centre, the crystal mall and metrotown, I picked up a bunch of cute things for myself and a few things for my loved ones. its getting hard though, no one needs anything. blah.

it used to drive my grandfather insane; when i was a kid, I was a boy scout and we were taught to shake hands with our left hands so that we didn't have to put our weapon in our right hand down (spear, sword, knife, ak47 etc.) and he would introduce me to important people and I would insist on shaking with my left hand, which of course would confuse the hell out of all these old men.


I really haven't been up to much at all, been laying pretty low, keeping the drinking to a minimum. friday night at mod club was a tonne of fun, thank god I was spared from any horrid photos. saturday was work and a bit of celebs. sunday I did dick all, went to bons for breakfast, ran into someone wonderful.

not much planned for the weekend, will keep ya'll posted cause I'm sure you all care.

Date:	2004-12-11 11:18
Subject:	so now I'm scene too! woo!
Security:	Public
Mood:	is there no heat in here?
Music:	kelly clarkson-the trouble with love

scene points

1. studded belt - 2 points: 2
2. dyed black hair/short - 2 points: 2
3. thick rimed glasses - 2 points: 2
4. tight shirts/pants/track jackets - 2 points each: umm lets say 40
5. gaudy belt buckle - 2 points each: 2
6. clothing bought from a thrift store - 2 points each: 2
7. having hair with bangs longer than the rest - 2 points: 0
8. trucker hats - 2 points: 0
9. messenger bag - 3 points: 3
10. livejournal/myspace/friendster account - 2 points each: 6
11. saucony/new balance/ converse shoes - 2 points per pair: 6
12. mountian climbing key thingy - 2 points each: 0
13. X'd up mosh gloves - 10 points: 0
14. scarf - 2 points each: 8
15. refering to bands as acronym - 2 points: 2
16. vegan diet - 5 points: 0
17. vegitarian diet - for shame, no points: 0
18. food not bombs participation - 5 points: 0
19. straight edge - 5 points: 0
20. aspiring photographer - 3 points: 0
21. using adjectives from the late 80's/early 90's (i.e. rad, gnarly, rockin', etc.) 1 point for each word in vernacular: haha uh 20ish
22. pins/buttons 1/2 point each: 10
23. plugs/body piercings - 2 points each: 0
24. vinyl collection - 10 points: 10
25. moldy peaches fan - 10 points: 0
26. liking metal seriously - deduct 5 points: 0
27. liking metalcore - 5 points: 5
28. reading books over 300 pages long - 3 points: 3
29. riding a bike - 5 points: 5
30. participating in "the mosh" - 5 points: 0
31. tea aficianado - 5 points: 5
32. writing poetry - 5 points: 0
33. attended 20 shows or more in a year - 10 points: 10
34. attending hell fest - 5 points: 0
35. being in a band - 5 points: 0
36. working at an indy record store/health food store - points: 0
37. clapping during midpaced part of a song - 5 points: 5 lol

123 points WOOOO


0-24 - poser! get out or be forced out.
25-44 - beginner. attend more shows, buy more records, you'll be fine.
45-74 - scenester. you've been around awhile and you know what's up, good job.
75 - or more - GOD! i bow to thee with your knowledge of everything hardcore
xXx

Date:	2004-12-11 11:16
Subject:	this is more important now than ever
Security:	Public
Mood:	groggy
Music:	phil collins- i can't dance

Dear Alcohol,

First & foremost, let me tell you that I'm a huge fan of yours. My friend, you always seem to be there when needed. The perfect post-work cocktail, a beer with the game, and you're even around in the holidays hidden inside chocolates as you warm us when we're stuck in the midst of endless family gatherings. However, lately I've been wondering about your intentions. While I want to believe that you have my best interests at heart, I feel that your influence has led to some unwise consequences, briefed below for your review.

1.) Phone calls: While I agree with you that communication is important, I question the suggestion that any conversation of substance or necessity takes place after 2 a.m. Why would you make me call those ex-girlfriends when I know for a fact they do not what to hear from me during the day, let alone all hours of the night?

2.) Eating: Now, you know I love a good meal, but why do you suggest that I eat a kabob with chili sauce, along with a big Italian hoagie & some stale chips (washed down with chocolate Nesquik & topped off with a Kit-Kat all after a few cheese curls & chili cheese fries)? I'm an eclectic eater, but I think you went too far this time.

3.) Clumsiness: Unless you're subtly trying to tell me that I need to do more yoga to improve my balance, I see NO need to hammer the issue home by causing me to fall down. It's completely unnecessary, and the black & blue marks that appear on my body mysteriously the next day is beyond me. Similarly, it should never take me more than 45 seconds to get the front door key into the lock.

4.) Pictures: This can be a blessing in disguise, as it can often clarify the last point below, but the following costumes are banned from ever being placed on my head in public again: Indian wigs, sombreros, bows, ties, boxes, upside-down cups, inflatable balloon animals, traffic cones, or bras.

Also, what is with you making me take pictures with people I clearly don't like when I'm sober? Yet they suddenly become my best friends when a flash is presented?

5.) Beer Goggles: If I think I may know her from somewhere, I most likely do not. Please do not request that I go over & see if in fact, I do actually know that person. Please stop me from talking to the girl with the crooked teeth; acned-up face; bad breath, beer belly, etc. Why are they so appealing to me while I'm with you & why are they so disgusting to me the next morning after you have worn off??

6.) Furthermore: The hangovers have GOT to stop. This is getting ridiculous. I know a little penance for our previous evening's debauchery may be in order, but the 3pm hangover immobility is completely unacceptable. My entire day is shot. I ask that, if the proper precautions are taken (water, vitamin B, bread products, aspirin) prior to going to bed/passing out facedown on the kitchen floor with a bag of popcorn, the hangover should be minimal & in no way interfere with my daily activities.

Alcohol, I have enjoyed our friendship for some years now & would like to ensure that we remain on good terms. You've been the invoker of great stories, the provocation for much laughter, and the needed companion when I just don't know what to do with the extra money in my pockets. In order to continue this friendship, I ask that you carefully review my grievances above & address them immediately. I will look for an answer no later than Thursday 3pm (pre-happy hour) on your possible solutions & hopefully we can continue this fruitful partnership.

Thank you,

Your biggest fan

travis

Date:	2004-12-10 12:37
Subject:	sooo, uhm, I'm pretty insane. great.
Security:	Public
Mood:	amused
Music:	Neil Diamond-Cherry Cherry

Disorder	Rating
Paranoid:	Very High
Schizoid:	Moderate
Schizotypal:	Low
Antisocial:	High
Borderline:	Moderate
Histrionic:	Moderate
Narcissistic:	Very High
Avoidant:	Low
Dependent:	Moderate
Obsessive-Compulsive:	Moderate
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Date:	2004-12-02 17:04
Subject:	I love thursdays more than any other day
Security:	Public
Mood:	crazy
Music:	blondie-rapture

its like the unofficial start of the weekend. even if my weekends start after work saturday night and run till monday.

going to meet lindsay and danielle for dinner at the foundation. I hate vegetarian food and yet I love that place and their food. maybe its the cheap booze. then were going to round peeps up and watch the OC, yes, its cheesy, pointless and stoopid, but I love it. I was too young for beverly hills 90210, and didn't have cable as a kid, so this is the next best thing. and hey, it didn't win best new guilty pleasure and the mtv awards last year for nothing.

some company at work sent me the wierdest gift basket. it included a free oil change, which will come in handy in about 3000kms seeing how the jetta just had one. other plus' included lindor , ferro rocher and kahlua chocolates. questionable inclusion were the DEODAROCK, which I have always made fun of hte concept of a crystal removing body odors, some chapstick from australia, homeade sunscreen with mint moisturizer, amd something called "muscle mist". I really have no idea. As you know, I'm in insurance, this basket is not exactly suited.

tomorrow will be good. there is the workless party, up in my hood which should be fun. going to meet up with a bunch of friends including a new, hopefully cute and non-psycho girl from new west. though last time, new west girls didn't work out too well. hey, its better than surrey. after that, my friend michelle is throwing a party for color magazine down at shine and I'm guestlisted so I must show up.

saturday is pauls work party and maia's wine and cheese. I will update the status of the fun had at both of those, though my hopes are high.

seacrest out!

Date:	2004-11-13 11:39
Subject:
Security:	Public
Mood:	confused
Music:	nena- 99 luft ballons

this has been a great week, well, the past few months have been great. shmoo and I broke up after 6 months, which is rather kind of nice, I'm attempting to enjoy being single for the first time in 4 years or so. last night, went to deathcabforcutie with solana and erickson, which was awesome, the stars opened and were just great. i like it when opening bands don't suck. after that it was to bed, as I'm here at work 9-5 on a saturday.
wednesday, tickets to the trews magically appeared, so paul and I went. it was another decent show, I haven't been disappointed as of late with concerts. it was super fun because it was kalynka's first concert ever ever. and she brought a cute boy she is crushing on, so that was nice to see.
tonight is wiggle, and i really want to go support my friends, as three of them are participating. i just don't want to actually go.
new job again, last time I updated, I was working for allwest. that place was a complete disaster, like I said, the money was good. you just had to work 6 days a week, 10 hours a day to see any of it. so i'm now working for a little company down on fraser, close to the house, learning lots, and its a nice challenge. plus the people I work with are wonderful and they pay me well.
well, thats it for now, i will try and make this happen more often, thank you to all of you who have kept me on their lists, I enjoy reading your journals daily.

trav.

Just wishing my very bestest friendster, livejournal friend and real life friend a big HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!

EMILY EMILY EMILY

It's been months since your breakup and your heart's still in a million pieces? You're finding it difficult to eat (or stop eating), sleep, work or think about anything except "How could he leave ... what's wrong with me?"

If this pathetic picture nails you to a lovesick T, here's advice for checking out of Heartbreak Hotel.

1. Let it out, then let it go. Vent, cry, tell your friends for the 15th time how he worshipped the adorable curl of your upper lip. If you don't let your emotions out, they'll fester inside, and so will the louse's memory. So allow yourself one last good wallow. Then stop. Need some affection? Get a substitute object to cuddle. A cute puppy can go a long way toward helping you forget a guy who was a dog.

2. Retrain your heart. You will truly forget your ex once you can literally see him in a new, hunk-free light. It's called creative visualization -- imagining scenes that you want to happen. Close your eyes and remember negative images, like when he had food dribbling off his chin. Racked with rage at his callous behavior? In your mind's eye (only in your mind's eye) make him walk the plank. That should harmlessly blast away those energy-sapping, venomous emotions.

3. Write a relationship profit-and-loss statement. The end of a romance provides a wonderful time to learn about yourself. Look at your assets. For example, the ability to really be there for someone in a crunch. Examine the minuses -- perhaps you were too trusting of someone who hadn't earned it. The bottom line: Analyze what was right and wrong about your old relationship. It will help you forge a much stronger new one.

4. Form a Saturday night club. Weekends are tough for the newly single. Start calling friends early in the week to make plans for the weekend. Have a standing Saturday night date movie or inline skating date. For the volunteer-minded, Saturday night can be a great time to work at a soup kitchen or crisis hotline. And you'll meet others with big hearts and giving spirits.

5. Meet a fascinating woman: yourself. Do the things you've been dying to try or that you'd put on hold because he disapproved of them. Enroll in that acting class, research a new career, take that trip.

6. Beware the rebound hurdle. Just when you thought it was safe to go out with mascara on (no chance of tearstreaks), wham! You're back in love. But try to see this new man for who he is, not as a cure-all. It's like applying balm to a chapped heart -- temporarily soothing, but you don't cure lovesickness by replacing the love object. You've got to really be over your ex before you move on. Which brings us to ...

7. Close the door. Don't fall into yo-yo love. Let it be over. If he keeps calling to say you should give it one more chance, or that he has someone new but wants to stay friends, don't bite. Cut him loose and celebrate the new, improved, I won't-settle-for-anything-less-than-a-great-guy you.

Date:	2004-05-03 15:36
Subject:	hahahah, you wouldn't believe it
Security:	Public
Mood:	sore
Music:	the smiths-pretty girls make graves

I'm sick again, hahahhaah, yeah

well, I don't know if I'm actually sick, but I have lost my voice, its been gone since thursday, and I sound like a perv, or a frog, depends on who you talk to.

had my first day of work today, it was great, woke up felt like crap, a little wee bit hungover (I really shouldn't drink on the eve of my first day of work) and made it there on time. I was sooo very stressed about the transit strike, but thank god it was all resolved. all my boss had me do was fill out a truckload of forms, got I love these companies, seriously, they have my fucking soul, I signed so many forms. then she said I sound like crap, so I should just go home and see a doctor and get some rest. so, thats what I'm doing, eating chicken soup and finally updating.

mike bought new computer toys, its so cute, he is soo excited to install all these grey plastic things that come in shiny envelopes. I just want the envelopes, I think I will use them for arts and crafts.

fuckin christ, to whine for a minute, I knew there was reason that I was putting off this job search, the minute I get serious about it, I get a job. I know thats how its supposed to work, but I really was looking forward to spending my days at the beach, catching up on reading and visiting friends.

But noooooo!! Got a job today, sent her my resume this morning, 15 minutes later she called me, went for the interview this afternoon, and nailed it. fuck. so I start on monday. the clincher is that its in north van, I'd already turned down one job because of that, and now here I am, going back to the north shore again.

it seems like a good company, the average age is 19-25 which is rare in the industry, usually its all old fogies, so that should be fun. oh, and the staff is 80% women, so I'm stoked about that... they are going to pay me really well, and good commisions, which is my forte. plus I'm the only assistant and the right-hand man for the only underwriter, which is stellar.

Date:	2004-04-19 23:42
Subject:	monday, monday
Security:	Public
Mood:	listless
Music:	outkast-dirty south

I am sick and fuckin tired of being sick.
after the barfing episode on saturday, I would think that it would be all done, but noooo now I have what appears to be a cold, sniffly and sneezy. refused to be done in though. met karyan for coffee on main st. mucho fun to be had.

greg won a pass to go see mean girls for tonight, sooo of course we took advantage and got to see lindsay lohan take a romp thru teen comedy land. it was funny, but absurd, much too sappy towards the end, all feel good and shite. wouldn't have paid.

rushed home and thank god, got to see the OC, I thought it was going to be boring after the previews from last week, but nooo, it was just as dramatic and overwrought as we have come to expect.

p.s. most of my entry from yesterday was written by someone else, but it made me laugh, so it will stay.

Date:	2004-04-15 20:23
Subject:	Feng Shui
Security:	Public
Mood:	chipper
Music:	franz ferdinand-darts of pleasure

today...

I,
got up not very early,
did resumes online,
painted the dresser I found in the back alley, which didn't go very well, it ate up five cans of spary paint and looks like crap, so back to the hardware store tomorrow,
then made myself pretty,
went to the art gallery with N to see the absolutly amazing pop art collection, it was just mind blowing,
now eating pho' at home at watching the hockey game,
and will finish off the night by going to the ever exciting white lies at shine.

that is all.

Date:	2004-04-07 17:32
Subject:	the weekend is here, ahahhah
Security:	Public
Mood:	bouncy
Music:	david bowie-changes

quick quick,

today has been a great crazy day.
leaving today, going back home for easter,

the car is washed, bags are packed, dishes and laundry done, apartment spotless (no one likes coming home to a messy house) and I am fed and liquored up for the drive home.

last night was awesome, N made me a great dinner, one of the few anyone has ever made me, it was delicious. we then took kitten for a walk, on a leash!! and got icecream. couldn't ask for a better night.

everything else is going well, I do hope the weather in the okanagan will be as nice as it has been here. I plan on much drinking and debauchery, and updates will follow.