I’m getting a new book case and today
I curled up on the floor
almost in childs pose, but reading
old poetry books.

I’ve been trying to read more,
books I mean. I read words all the time.
I read worlds of words. All the time.

I found a library downstairs, didn’t know it was there.
We stopped and looked at the books,
I’ll get that one for you. I have some
to exchange.

I put my card in the back and a sticker on another.
I love the book exchange,Β and
that shine of inspiration
you have.

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Restless

Its a thin line that divides the ocean and the sky.
A thin line which divides you and I.
A small space.
Without a trace, feelings vanish before my eyes.
People leave to go back home and I am left here all alone.
Resting by the ocean and taking in the sky.
The waves are restless and so am I.

Written:2004 Posted: May 22, 2006

Found these old pix as I was traveling through a time warp in MSN hotmail land from 2005-2006.

I had really dark hair for a season here and there. I lived in New York and Indiana. I dated a hockey player. Seems so weird and long ago that life.

It’s crazy how much we change as time goes by. I’ve been through so many different stages and likes, habits and hobbies.

When I really think about it like now it’s quite amazing. I’m really excited for the future.

Who knows what I will get up to, my wildest dreams I guess.Β  I’m happy to get wiser as I get older too, make better decisions that way.

Have a great day πŸ™‚

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Lets do this. Here we go.

Remmeber my Guns on Plane story from the summer when I went to Boston? Read it here. Anyhooters, being calm and was careful not to pack an firearms this time. Go through customs and doing bag check and who’s line do I end up in? Oh yeah, same dude who caught me with the gun. He says ” I remember you? Any guns this time? Do I need to search your bag?” We laugh. I say no. He explains what happened and that the dude last time should really have given me back my gun, 38 special (metal necklace).Β  Then some other dude says “they always hassle the pretty girls”, I giggle, I’m always hassled. I gave him my card and I hope he reads this. HI, NICE SECURITY AIRPORT MAN!

Ran into Marcel next in the Molson Pub. Fancy that! He was on same flight to EL EH. The bartender took this artistic-fuzzy one. Cheers mate!

Guess who likes to sleep on planes and had TWO empty seats beside them? This girl. Snoooooooozefest. One beer prior to boarding, then pizza then gravol then comatose then almost in LA. Quizno pepperoni + cheese za was quite good.

What’s in my locket? Your heart. My heart.

i love this poem by e.e. cummings. one of my fav’s:

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

Pretty watching the sun set on the horizon from the sky. Love that. Will be flying in to Ackland at about 7:30am so might catch the sunrising.

Lets hope it is sunny and beautiful when I arrive. There is a so called massive storm on the way. Looks like it will be more South than Auckland so imma be ok.

Remembered today that I have the ‘accent advantage’ for once, y’know, they will all talk the same and I talk Canadian. I love that. When I lived in Australia it worked out really good for me. I also thought how many cute & stylish boys are gonna be there.Β  How did I totally forget these two things? Haha. Really stoked to meet my girl Venus who is gonna be all up mindin’ my business and keeping me on schedule. It’s gonna make me want an assistant and driver when I get home. Hell, I want that shit already!

Have you heard this track Warhol’s Portrait of Gretzky by Hawksley Workman? Saw him perform it live at the Festival Music House during TIFF. Oh man, I LOVE IT, pretty fucking sexy.Β  Listened to it over and over, just got it from itunes so I can listen on plane. How was I not already in love with him?

Give a listen and make your ears happy. The actual Warhol is below.

Love you xo

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I used to live at Bondi Beach. I loved it there. I wanna go back one day. Lead a simple life,Β  a beach babe, not be so busy all the time. One day. I wrote this poem walking along this very beach one day at 7am. I had to take it by memory, it was one of the few times I didn’t have a pencil/paper. It wasΒ  also before the smartphone revolution. To me at least!Β  It’s my favorite one I ever wrote:

As the waves crashed on the shore,
The wind washed them away.
And as I walked along the sand,
I felt I could not stray.
For I was walking towards the sun,
And it was a brand new day.
– Untitled, Casie 2004

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Gaga Law. Love it:

(RAH)Β² (AH)Β³ + RO (MA + MA MA) + (GA)Β² + OOH(LA)Β² = Bad Romance

I’ve got the house to myself for the weekend.Β  Looking quite forward to it. Rooms clean and clothes are put away.Β Β I vision myself……….

Sleeping in and watching movies one after the other all day tomorrow. Wearing the same clothes for the whole day and night. Making breakfast. Going back to bed. Finally reading Feb. Wired & Toronto Life magazines. Bailey’s with coffee mid-afternoon. Relaxing bath and a book.Β  Falling asleep in front of the tv. Afternoon delight, soft kisses. Making changes to my website. Handwriting letters. Chatting on the phone with far away friends, on speaker. Watching the sunset from my window.Β  Getting a new sketchbook and using it. Walking in brisk cool morning air. Waking up in your arms.Β  Listening to music. Having a great weekend β™₯


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Woke up to a beautiful sunshine this morning. It doesn’t matter what happens in the day if I wake up and see a beautiful sunrise, I’m happy. It’s just so pretty.

Remember when I posted about Movember? How are your faces growing? Good? Nasty? I hope you’ve got those babies groomed cause this Mo Sista is a JUDGE at the Toronto Movember Gala at the Kool Haus. Starts at 8pm, be there and find me if you want to win a prizey-prize.

One of my Tweeps Gregory Alan Elliott told me he left a poem for me somewhere downtown and if I found it I win aΒ  prize. Is this it? Did i find it? Ooooh me loves prizes!

I’ve written lots of poems. Did you know that when I was 16 I wrote and published an Anthology of Poetry and prose called JEANS [sorry it’s not online anywhere yet, I was still a book/pen/pencil girl]. A friend and I started a publishing company and then won young entrepreneur of my city. Fancy that! This is one of my most favorites, I wrote it at 7am walking along Bondi Beach in 2004. Enjoy & have a wonderful day!

As the waves crashed on the shore
the wind washed them away
And was I walked along the sand
I felt I could not stray
For I was walking towards the sun
And it was a brand new day
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