maybe a day like tomorrow

snow in june and b.y.o.p

this fine fellow brought his techno-blaring laptop to the park and danced, wooped, and djayed by himself as we quietly enjoyed gelato one bench over.



the fluffs have taken over my neighbourhood. they blow in my door, float round the lamp posts, and settle wherever they please. delicate carnage.

pristine daydream

i dream crisp, cool, white, clean, clear, uncluttered and unfettered.
all the way, until the end of this cigarette, i swear i do.

sights of sherbrooke

Note that Jesus offers UNLIMITED incoming calls, but what about outgoing?

critter love

who ever said the best companions have to be alike was wrong and these adorable mismatched pals prove it.

afternoon in westmount

I found this poor death-heavy beheaded flower abandoned to the oblivion of Sherbrooke sidewalk traffic on my way to the library and took pity. So far I've managed to soak it in coffee, as well as drop and almost lose it 3 times.
Clearly, it's proving a fruitful distraction from essay induced psychosis.
Also, check out the creepy childrens party I'm lurking above...There is something forever unnerving about the idea of adults dressed in disarming costumes luring children to their laps.
But hey, not my problem!

the women

silly stoned and the underwater documentary just wont load.
so instead here are some images i have ratted from the depths of the interwebz,
stick these bitchez in yo pipes and smoke them.
(i've had too much, it's time for sleeeeep)

"Insanity hovered close at hand, like an eager waiter at an expensive restaurant (lighting cigarettes, refilling glasses.)"

erotic vulture

may day-may day. hopefully now that june is coming full swing i'll be out of the thick of it soon.
my typewriter has finally returned-beautiful blue olivetti, how i treasure thee.
i'm discovering the joys of homemade iced chai tea and pressing flowers.
also, these polaroids by dash snow are a visual treat.