“Everybody has a secret world inside of them. All of the people of the world, I mean everybody. No matter how dull and boring they are on the outside, inside them they’ve all got unimaginable, magnificent, wonderful, stupid, amazing worlds. Not just one world. Hundreds of them. Thousands maybe.”—Neil Gaiman, The Sandman.
So this Joker picture made me think of my Grandma.
Once upon a time when The Dark Knight came out, my entire family went out to see it in theatres.
After the movie we all go to my Grandma’s for dinner. She’s cooking beets on the stove with her back to us. We ask her a question and when she turns around she has a hugely amazing joker grin painted on with beet juice, and she’s holding the beet-cutting knife.
Yes, my Grandma is cooler than yours. Also potentially crazier, but that’s okay with me.
Today is my day off and it’s very grey and rainy outside. Listening to the birdies and the cars sloshing by.
I’m trying to motivate myself to do something.
Every day just feels like waiting though. 2 more monthsssss.
I think I need some kind of project to keep me happy until then. I’ve sort of abandoned most of the people I’ve kept in contact with in this city. Nobody ever took initiative to make their own plans, it was always me making suggestions. Maybe I’ve decided that being lonely is worth not going down to that level (does that sound bitchy? Probably). But I think I deserve better than than the people who’s idea of a good time is either a) watching a movie, or b) getting super wasted with people they don’t give a fuck about.
I just miss all my friends who have taken off to different provinces or countries.
Yesterday was sunbathing with books, beer, & strawberries. I finally bought more necklace-making supplies. I just realized that once I move I won’t be able to do that anymore. Small townnnnns. Unless I order stuff off the internet or get extraextra creative.
Today is grey & rainy. Cinnamon sugar toast breakfast, music searching, birthday present concocting. I might go see my ex-manager’s new movie about choch’s (the Canadian version of guido’s) later on.
"Every man seems to feel that he has got the duties of two lifetimes to accomplish in one, and so he rushes, rushes, rushes, and never has time to be companionable—never has any time at his disposal to fool away on matters which do not involve dollars and duty and business."
So our little baby Bianca birthed her own little baby, Luna! Holybejeeeesusssss. So strange, so scaryryryy! She is super sad since she gave Luna up to the adoptive family yesterday. I’m devising a care package - it’s almost complete. I never even got to see Luna because of works weird scheduling, & the hospitals weird rules :( sadsad. At least I get to see her at the joint baby shower with the adoptive parents & their people, & Bianca & her people. But that’s in a month, and it wont be the same.
Today is day 6 of being Starbucks’ bitch. I’ve decided I either need to find another job and work Starbucks & other job both part time, or just cut down my hours, because full-timing this job is making me want to be a giant bitch to everyone. I’m not that personnn!
The grass suddenly turned green this week.
I watched Fast 5 with Allison and her boy. Vin Diesel was fantastically bald and on steroids as always.