Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Ah the land of the midnight sun

i'm going here for about a week

http://www.city.iqaluit.nu.ca/

 

i leave today at 4pm for ottawa.

i am so excited


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Friday, May 05, 2006
I had such a hard time falling asleep

I kept thinking about my friend Dalia. I just couldn't get her out of my head. Over and over all of these images, memories, her voice... kept floating around in my head... swimming so fast, that I couldn't rest.

Dalia was brutally murdered in her apartment on the 5th of March, 2002. Stabbed multiple times and no motive was ever given by the killer.

Dalia was beautiful and kind. Intelligent and giving. She became my best friend...

but when I left her... I never wrote. I never called. I had just figured, we'd meet up some day. We'd sit like we did at the Pienu Baras (milk bar), looking out into the street. Or she'd take me to her favorite spot again in Vilnius, overlooking the river. We'd listen to Tom Waits and she'd talk about her old boyfriend, the actor.

Maybe she'd finally explain what she saw in her husband. A man I had completely detested. I don't know if he made her happy. I'm sure he did. I'll never know now.

I don't know where her grave is. Or in which town exactly she is burried in. I don't know if her mother is still living.

I miss her rationality. I miss her wit.

Now she'll never know how much she shaped my journey into womanhood. She'll never know what a huge part she played in my lonely life over there.

Well I broke down in E. St. Louis
On the Kansas City line
and I drunk up all my money
that I borrowed every time
and I fell down at the derby
and now the night's black as a crow
It was a train that took me away from here
but a train can't bring me home
What made my dreams so hollow
was standing at the depot
with a steeple full of swallows
that could never ring the bell
and I come ten thousand miles away
with not one thing to show
well it was a train that took me away from here
but a train can't bring me home
I remember when I left
without bothering to pack
you know I up and left with
just the clothes I had on my back
now I'm sorry for what I've done
and I'm out here on my own
well it was a train that took me away from
here but a train can't bring me home


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Thursday, April 20, 2006
The most unprofessional

What is the most unprofessional thing that has been ever said to you?

I've had many occurances... However today is definately in the top ten...

I answer the phones for my company... Here is the choice conversation:

Caller: May I speak with your IT director?

ME: We don't have one may I ask what this is about?

C: IT Procurement are you the IT Manager?

M: No, what exactly is this about?

C: IT Procurement.

M: Ok, but what about IT Procurement? Is this a sales call or a survey?

C: Do you even know what IT Procurement is?

M: Yes, but you haven't answered my question. What exactly is this about?

C: IT Procurement. You don't know what it is do you.

M: Yes actually I do, but since you won't tell me what it is EXACTLY you wish to discuss regarding IT Procurement, I ask that you please take our company off of your calling list.

C: Cunt! *click*

Well... I *69ed the company and spoke to one woman. Gave her the exact details of the conversation. She put me through to the secretary of the VP and I told her what happened. Then she put me through to the VP and I told her what happened and she stated that she was going to take this to the President. So the VP took my information and just now I got a call from the president. The president of the company told me that she wanted to hear from me exactly what happened because they discovered who this person was that made the call and he was on her "team." So I told her again exactly what happened and stated that for me, her phone call was enough for me. She was highly apologetic and I believed her sincerity.

I think this totally tops the time I went for an interview for a welding job and was told that the only job available was a secretarial position and was asked if I had a boyfriend...

You few folks that still read this barely updated blog ever have anything similar happen? I know that I've been called tons of names on the phone before, but this was the only time where they caught me at a moment where I was pissed off enough to *69 them. *69 is your friend.


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Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Deepa Mehta

Deepa Mehta (born 1950 in Amritsar, India) is an Indian born Canadian film director and screenwriter, based in Toronto.

She graduated from the University of Delhi with a degree in philosophy before emigrating to Canada in 1973.

She embarked on her film career as a screenwriter for children's films. In 1991 she made her feature-film directorial debut with Sam & Me (starring Om Puri), a story of the relationship between a young Muslim boy and an elderly Jewish gentleman in the Toronto neighbourhood of Parkdale. It won First Honorable Mention in the Camera d'Or category of the 1991 Cannes Film Festival. Mehta followed up with Camilla starring Bridget Fonda and Jessica Tandy in 1994.

She is best known for her elements trilogy, all of which were filmed in India. Fire (1996) was set in contemporary India. It was a controversial film due to its explorations of gender, marriage, and sexuality.

Earth (1998) (released in India as 1947: Earth) tells the story of the partition of India in 1947 from the vantage point of a young Parsi girl and is based on the novel Cracking India by author Bapsi Sidhwa.

The final film in the trilogy, Water (2005) was released in the fall of 2005. Bapsi Sidhwa has been asked to write a book based on Mehta's film script. It is set in the 1930s and focuses upon the lives of a group of widows.

Deepa Mehta is currently working on her next project, Kamagata Maru which stars Amitabh Bachchan and John Abraham. The movie is apparently based on the Komagata Maru incident that occurred in Canada.

I was first exposed to Mehta's work when my ex took me to see Fire at the Brattle Theater in Cambridge, MA. I knew that the movie had inspired riots in Indiabecause of the lesbian themes in the movie. It was probably one of the most moving films I had ever seen up until that point. Earth was epic. Completely epic.

After having seen both of those films I anxiously awaited the release of Water, the third in Mehta's trilogy. For the longest time, I thought that I had just missed it somehow... That it was burried on some back shelf at my local video store. According to wikipedia:

Mehta originally intended to direct Water in February, 2000, with a different cast that included Shabana Azmi, Nandita Das and Akshay Kumar. The day before filming was due to begin, the crew was informed that there were complications with gaining location permits. The following day, they learned that 2,000 protesters had stormed the ghats, destroying the main film set, burning and throwing it into the Ganges in protest at the film's criticism of Hindu rites.

In an attempt at compromise, Mehta reluctantly made changes to her script, but to no avail; the Indian government was inclined toward supporting the protesters because the RSS, a strong political party across the country, was attempting to show publicly the strength it had over the local government, and used Mehta as an example.[1]

Mehta eventually gave up on making the film in India and shot the film secretly with a different cast in Sri Lanka, under the title River Moon in 2003. The film was finally completed and debuted at the Toronto International Film Festival in September 2005.

Links on Mehta:

A Bio

Interview


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Wednesday, March 29, 2006
i suck


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Tuesday, March 14, 2006
I heard this song on the radio this morning

Lilac Wine
Jeff Buckley

I lost myself on a cool damp night
I Gave myself in that misty light
Was hypnotized by a strange delight
Under a lilac tree
I made wine from the lilac tree
Put my heart in its recipe
It makes me see what I want to see
and be what I want to be
?When? (But) I think more than I want to think
Do things I never should do
I drink much more that I ought to drink
Because (it) brings me back ?you? (in)...

Lilac wine is sweet and heady, like my love
Lilac wine, I feel unsteady, like my love
Listen to me... I cannot see clearly
Isn't that she coming to me nearly here?
Lilac wine is sweet and heady where's my love?
Lilac wine, I feel unsteady, where's my love?
Listen to me, why is everything so hazy?
Isn't that she, or am I just going crazy, dear?
Lilac Wine, I feel unready for my love,
feel unready for my love.


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Tuesday, December 27, 2005
fucking hell

s. lost her job today. fucking fabulous. this woman needs a break. anyone have one? seriously she could us it.

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Thursday, December 08, 2005
More crap than you can shake a stick at

Go here and you'll find some kickass paper craft. I think I omitted some links, but oh well... who cares...

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Monday, November 28, 2005
my lord

You'd think with me having nothing to do at work all day, I'd be posting up a storm... um no....
Well... I'm supposed to be working right now actually... I have a part part time job working for this woman. I hang pictures, move furniture and chat. We mostly chat and I get paid well to do it. I'm not complaining... She's just a tad flakey... Even more so than myself. Which is just truly hard to believe... I guess I could be working on that financial aid application for SMCC...
The cat's are crazy and I swear one of them just farted.
NO LIE!

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Friday, October 21, 2005
A storm is a brewin

Just got some bad news today... Something might happen that could influence a lot of things my partner and I had in the works. If those of you who read this from time to time could spare some kind thoughts, I'd appreciate it. Hopefully what we think might happen won't happen... But if it does... well... I'd like to hope that we'd keep on keepin on, but it's tough...



. Let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tears
While we all sup sorrow with the poor.
There's a song that will linger forever in our ears,
Oh, hard times, come again no more.
'Tis the song, the sigh of the weary.
Hard times, hard times, come again no more.
Many days you have lingered all around my cabin door.
Oh, hard times, come again no more.

2. While we seek mirth and beauty and music light and gay.
There are frail forms fainting at the door.
Though their voices are silent, their pleading looks will say.
Oh, hard times, come again no more.
'Tis the song, the sigh of the weary.
Hard times, hard times, come again no more.
Many days you have lingered all around my cabin door.
Oh, hard times, come again no more.

3. There's pale drooping maiden who foils her life away
With a worn out heart, whose better days are o'er.
Though her voice it would be merry, 'tis sighing all the day,
Oh, hard times, come again no more.
'Tis the song, the sigh of the weary.
Hard times, hard times, come again no more.
Many days you have lingered all around my cabin door.
Oh, hard times, come again no more.

'Tis the song, the sigh of the weary.
Hard times, hard times, come again no more.
Many days you have lingered all around my cabin door.
Oh, hard times, come again no more.



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