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today, i am having troubles getting started. There are several dozen minor projects i have to get done, but can't seem to get started. Perhaps it is partly because of the warm weather. Perhaps it is this messy desk. Perhaps it has something to do with the disshevelled state i find myself in these days...
sigh.
Ever have those days where you can't really stand being with yourself?




from: April 1st, 2005
I'm sitting, staring at this. I'm listening to stars and singing away to myself and to my orange boyfriend. he adores my singing - even if no one else in the world does. If anyone out there requires some unconditional adoration, i strongly suggest picking up a kitty at the local SPCA. Outside, it is grey. I have yet to pinpoint where this day will take me. i am groggy.
So last night I decided to stop fighting my urges to conform to the norm. I stayed up as long as i wanted without consideration of what the common folk do. I cut pages til 2, I bound books til 4. I had my dinner at 4:30, cut more pages, did some computer work and emailing, updated the scrap list, and worked on some contract work a bit. by 6:30 i began to feel a bit weary, but i briefly considered staying up til 8 so i could greet a grumpy charlie with a hot tea and some cheer. good morning, dear!
This 'morning" i woke when i felt like it: 2 pm, without the guilt. Now i will have the bath. good morning!


from: January 18, 2005
Hello,
My name is Abygale Ocean. I am almost 6. I want to work on your scrap paper project. My brain is full of imagination. Can I please?
Love, Aby O

from: November 29th, 2004
Friday December 3rd from 6 PM to 9 PM and Saturday December 4th from 11 AM to 3 PM at the Luxe ballroom (

from: October 22, 2004
I want the hummingbirds, the dancing bears
Sweetest dreams of you
I Look into the stars
I Look into the moon
In all this talk of time
Talk is fine
But I don't want to stay around
Why can't we pantomime, just close our eyes
And sleep sweet dreams
Me and you with wings on our feet...
from: October 2nd, 2004
there's so many things i want to do, i don't know why i have this constant personality pause before i can ever begin?
It's been a busy past month or so yet i possess this constant nag inside that i should (i really should) be working much more than i have been. Working alone... i think... is starting to wear on me. It's fantastic not having to deal with idiot colleagues, egotistical yet undertalented males, and office politics (amen). But a year of solid alone time chatting it up to my only co-workers the cats is making me mental. I realised this much so when charlie worked from home on thursday and it was the most productive day i've had in weeks, simply because there was someone else there to shoot the shit with and keep the voices in my brain down to a minimum while i made. ugh. I've made it a goal to get out for lunch or tea with someone at least once a week. oh, but it's so much effort....
So i was looking at studio spaces for a while and receiving the adreneline that always comes with a big purchase - but then i had the brainwave that maybe i should hold off and put my extra money into new product now that christmas is coming. oh and christmas is coming. and i feel quite certain that unless i get off my ass in a very big way, i will never be ready. i have so much to do yet need someone to kick me in the ass to get moving. somebody find me a project manager / scheduler / whip mongerer!
In other news, this past month i began selling to retail shops for the first time (other than some
I am pleased to have the journey books be part of the speaker goodie bags for the blue sky conference: canadian perspectives which is happening in
and on and on.
from: September 1st, 2004
i've been considering leasing a small studio space, and now i've booked an appointment to view some tommorow at 10. I'm nervous! I somehow feel like getting an office would be equivilant to losing the last shreds of my girlhood. which im desperately trying to keep intact ever since i developed hips at around 22. ugh.
i have these many anti-goals which constantly nag in the back of my brain - such as getting my driver's license - which i desperately attempt to forget. i wonder if i can live my whole life without ever driving. such effort! no thanks!
but im still still scared of the studio space!
from June 5, 2004
I've been lucky to be surrounded in life by these fantastic women who just do whatever they dream to do and inspire me everyday. so today i send much love out to Julie, Alexa, Jude, Kelsey, Mia, Vicki, Kim, and so many more that i can't even recall right now in my sleepy eyes and pyjama clad body. XOXOX!









