(27)

This fortune is actually from July. At the time I found it so impossible & hilarious that I took a picture for posterity. Turns out, inanimate objects can be right about stuff sometimes

(26)

Behold! My kitsch kingdom

(25) Sunny days

Damn you, grad school.
I can't be expected to work under these conditions

(24)

Guinness on St. Paddy's day?
In for a penny in for a pound, I say

(23) Caturday V

Game of Thrones time is over, petting time is now

(22)

Grad school is a magical place

(21)

My outer self is being a lot more efficient & goal-oriented than the rest of me these days

(20)

My daily life is a whole exercise in operant conditioning: I make deals with myself like, if you go for your run today then you can get Starbucks on your way home, if you make that appointment with your personal trainer and actually go then you can take yourself to Chapters afterwards, and so on. This is probably the only time I will actually go to that personal trainer, but whatever, shut up, as you can see I had great success today

(19) Caturday IV

Caffeine cat enjoys a good buzz from time to time

(18) Caturday III

I'll get you next time, Gadget

...pigeon, whatever

(17)

This explains everything

(16)

Dust off your 2unlimited album!

(15) Capital idea II

Parliament Hill is about the halfway point in my running route
Another little perk of living in Ottawa

(14) The perils of city livin'

Spring is in the air, and operation reclaim balcony from pigeons is in full effect

(13) Caturday, again

Lazy days

(10, 11 & 12) Pearson sees you. Pearson don't give a shit

So when I said daily photo blog, I didn't really mean it literally

(9) Small town mentality

Wonders of rural Quebec

(8)

Bilingual conversation hearts? Only in Ottawa

(7) Romeo & Juliet

My strange little family

(6) Hgih density monstrosity

My apartment is overpriced and the size of a shoebox. The girl on my right likes to sing Lisa Loeb all the time and the guy on my left plays Nicki Minaj just a bit too loud. But the view is spectacular

Interlude

Royal wedding day in Trafalgar Square

Definitely my most favorite London memory

(5) L'autumne

Gatineau park in the Fall

My phone takes surprisingly good photos sometimes

(4) Night fever

Mill Street Saturday

(3) Caturday

Cleo cat, queen of the everythings

(2) Capital idea I

Rideau Canal in the fall; one of many little reasons to love Ottawa

(1) I'm holding you to this

Desserts are always right, you know

Up & Running

So obviously things have changed since the last time I posted to this thing:
More travels
Left England
Back in Canada
Travels on hold
Grad school
Goodbye smoking
Ottawa
Love <3

I'm going to have a go at a daily(ish) photo blog again. Ottawa is decidedly not as awe-inspiring or jealousy-inducing as Europe, but life is lovely nonetheless.



Somewhere in Prague



Schonbrunn, Vienna



Croagh Patrick, Ireland



Berlin Wall

Europe mix '95

So the thing is, I have like 10 different hats, and I don't even wear any of them that often, but almost every time someone takes a picture of me I have this same stupid green one on. I kind of want to go and lose it in the woods or something but I have a creepy sort of feeling that it would just be there waiting for me again when I got home..

Also, apparently I can't speak poorly anymore of those people who make the same pose in every picture

Blonde Ambition

I've accepted the fact that it's time to stop fucking with my hair
Back to blonde for good

Cemetary Fairy

Pere Lachaise

Queen of Wales Mountain

Llandudno. Fun fact: in welsh something spelt with two L's is pronounced with a 'C' sound. And there is nothing like hiking in Wales to make you appreciate how terribly unfit you are

Primitive Man

Wonders of the welsh countryside

Sepia & Song

Debbie does photoshop.

Why did nobody ever tell me my chin is so freakishly big

Soul Kitchen

Pere Lachaise is full of old burnouts skulking around in Jim Morrison t-shirts

La Vie En Rouge

I always wanted a red bedroom

Goodbyes

Observational Sensational

Except for you; I'll be taking your share



This sounds like my idea of hell