My whole body hurts. At about quater to nine this morning I decided to go flying into a stop sign. I caught it with my arm and the rest of my body seemed to mold around it at high speed. This leaves me with a very swollen arm. I love bruises though.
The day before yesterday I bought a longboard on impulse. I am very glad that I did. It is seriously one of the most fun things ever. It is soo smooth and personally I find a hundred times more fun and comfortable then skateboards. Unfortunately I have no muscles on any part of my body that doesnt involve walking/biking/folding t-shirts/random thrashing and breakdowns. I hurt so so so bad. The crash this morning seems to have gotten rid of any brazeness that I previously had, maybe I can gather some up before work tomorrow. Oh ho ho.

I lost my work keys. It is so lame. There was a creepy fella walking behind me , I whipped out my safety pin (of doom) and I think at this point they fell off and onto the massive death hill. Which by the way, is a bad idea to longboard down... Most the hills in Dartmouth are when you have no idea how to stop or slowdown...
Anyway, getting the locks and keys replaced is 300$ which is awful. I hope they don'treally make me pay that. Uhhh.
Hm what else?
Our store was robbed, or more like ripped apart and stuffed into a group of girls backpacks.  More then 700$ of merchandise. Needless to say I was in shit. But seriously they were scary, and security WOULDNT do anything and it didn't help that there were two of us and the should have been 4 people working. Geeze.
Retail drives me nuts, somehow I love it there.

Feeling very down and out the past couple of weeks I decided to ramble around the city. It was nice. I was disapointed I didn't get to hang out with Alex because he had to go help out his mom, but I didn't let it get to me. I just walked and enjoyed the nice day. It's the first entirely nice day I've had in a while. I don't even think I can jinx it at this point. I got enough vitamin D to last me days.
I've had a dialogue running in my head all day. As if I'm writing, not in the crazy way. I forgot how refreshing it was to trap yourself under a stack of books and devour every word untill you've escaped. Disassociating myself has never felt so good.

I'm very tired of Nova Scotia. The world is so much bigger. I feel very very trapped.
I don't think I'll be satisfied with leaving this house. It's Nova Scotia as a whole, maybe even Canada. Hell, maybe even North America. I want to run away and romanticize the hell out of it. I want culture shock. I want my eyes to open up and realize I never knew anything and that this microcosm of a life pales in comparison at the rest of the beauty in the world.
Also I bet I used microcosm wrong, but its a nice word.

No work today. I feel sick.
I spent most of my day lolly-gagging and waiting for that call from D-tox that never came. I am quite annoyed about that.

Last night I went to The Attic to see The Jimmy Swift Band . The Attic is waaay better then The Dome I think. JSB was awesome.

Inspired by Kates cupcakes I baked some of my own out of boredom, I am very proud of them. They are vanilla cupcakes with cinnamon-brown sugar swirls. I made three kinds of icing, which I am even more proud of; vanilla, hot chocolate (a dash of cinnamon) and dark chocolate (a dash of coffee). They are tasty. 

I have been packing a little bit today. I am very excited to move, I am moving to Halifax with Cup-Kate at the end of the month if you didn't know. I expect it will be a good time, or at least a better time with less meal options. On a related note I don't have a couch, if you have one or see one thrown out next door message me I would so appreciate it.  (Any other 'usless' junk you have might be awesome too ^.^)

Julie =1 Stupid Kids=0.
Okay so I didn't even close to beat a kid up, but I thought it was funny. Everett almost did but I wouldn't let him. I was so touched he wanted to defend me, aww.
I was biking with Everett and Jamie Murray tonight in Shubie. Earlier when it was just me and Everett this big group of kids (not the same kids at all as the ones in Creighton) comes out into the parking lot. Everett jumped the curb and pretty much flew down the hill. It looked pretty neat. The little jerks go on about it, and me being slower and not willing to risk my life flying down a hill stays back about 5 feet away from the dunderheads. They're hooting and hollering " Buddy thinks he can bike!".Right.. Dumb kids whatever, I was a dumb kid, so I ignored them, I suprisingly I didn't even give them a dirty look ,glance or twice over. This one kid starts walking infront of my bike , his arms outstretched and obviously looking for a fight. What I had done to offend him by avoiding a curb and bikeing down a hill, noooo idea. I was still pretty P.O'ed at kids allready so there was no way I was going to stop for some little twit looking for a  fight. I ran into him. I went down the hill. His friends hooted and hollored. It was an awesome hill.
I felt great after running into the little jerk. (and I probably would have anyway, and if I hadn't the group of like 9-10 kids would have probably beat me up if I had of stopped and Everett wouldnt have noticed me gone for another few minutes since he was flying down a hill)
So continueing down a trail I noticed the kid I ran into was running after me. AHA, I think he thought I was a guy with my big sweater on, either that or he was a total bone-head.  This kid, and this is almost admirable how well he kept up, is dragging a HUGE branch. He planned on beating me with a branch? This doesnt seem very effective. I laughed. I caught up with Everett who seemed to want to actually fight the kid, as much as I rant that I'd beat a kid up I'd probably still feel guilty.I almost wish I had of let him but just said no. I wanted to bike. I ran into the kid, he at least had a reason to be pissed ( besides the fact that he walked into me). We biked on and laughed ..very loudly at the kid running, and throwing bits or gravel at us (haha). I told him to run faster.
I'm a bad person, but I think he deserved it. Man, kids are so nuts. I wish they'd stop the randomly attacking people. Verbally or physically, they're a pain in the ass. 

The pessimist in me thinks something bad will happen very soon. It is so nice out, leaves seem to actually be growing now, I raked the yard and ripped out some dead bushes yesterday (I was so very very bored). I found all kinds of neat stuff, like we have fiddle-heads growing. Monsieu Everett advises I dig them up and get the violin out of the dirt.  Har har. I wish , violins are awesome, I used to play when I was little. I'd like to start again. I can't wait untill I have money again. Not even to buy big things like tattoos , clothes, trips to Calgary, or even a spaceship seem sooo important (although I wil when I get money). I would really like to just go out for sushi, or get an energy drink again whenever I felt like it.. Oh yes and to pay for that finacial leech they call NSCAD. OH silly school I ALMOST miss you, I'll give it a couple of weeks, I'm sure by the time school swings back around I'll regret missing it and not doing more illustrative things all summer. I've been sewing a bunch though! It's so fun, I made a dinosaur head pin-cushin, I should scan it.