I’ve got bad luck with computers. You think, that being so online and web savy that i’d be all over that shit.

Well no. I’m not good with those relationships.  I break them.  I’m rough.  I’m hard on my equipment.  I’ve been through at least one computer every year since 2004 when I got my first laptop for uni….I’ll tell you about it.

My first love, a silver one to take to Australia. He was 11.5″ and I called him Richard. He was sexy, soft and sleek. After a year his disk drive  just would not open for me. One of the pixels in his eye lost it’s spark.  We came home  from down under together but shortly after our return  I took him back to the shop.  It was over.

He was replaced with a 17″ Toshiba, big David I liked to call him.  He was strong. He was great for late night movies and could bust out loud tunes that made me want to dance all night. Big David, he didn’t last. He crashed,  hard. Must have been those many late nights… movies in bed, after-parties, other people playing.

I knew I needed a rebound….

I went to something familiar, the sleek silver 11″ stallion.  This one was German, Medion. I called him Medi. He was good to me. He was the kind of guy you could take anywhere. No baggage, he was light and made me look cute when we sat for coffee and online chatting.  It ended bad. One night we had too much to drink and I spilled red wine all over Shane’s Thinkpad…and he died.  I was mortified. We all were. I had no choice in my kind heart but to give her my Medi. I was sad to see him go. He was with her now.

New Year, new job. I got a Thinkpad too. He never really felt like mine but we had a thing. He was good to me until…one late night at the Social. I had been to several events.  Why I dragged his ass around I have no idea? I should have left his ass at the office. He didn’t need to come, but he did. I drank too much and left with someone else. I left him there, totally forgot about him sitting at coat-check. He had my Crumpler bag and ipod and my favorite Moleskine. I never got them back, I never got anything back from him.

New day, same job, spare guy from the storage closet. Not as nice, but just as practical. He’s my average Joe.  I’ve never been a girl to like the Joe’s and now I might know why.  Does and average Joe just crunk out on you? Quit. Stop putting in an effort? Last night I took him home and when I pushed his buttons he made noises that hurt my ears. They weren’t pretty. They were high pitched like whining, I was scared and turned him off after turning him on. He’s at the doctor now.  I hope he’s OK.  My heart can not take another breakup like that.

Now, I sit here,  my delicate fingers and black nails press the keys on this old, slow Acer.  I feel like I’m doing time at an old folks home or posting from the Library. I’m dressed in black.  My heart longs for guy that I can spend time with, one who can handle my demands of usage and that can be worked hard and play even harder.  I need a new computer, one that is my own that can be my companion. I want to build a lasting relationship.

If you’re out there…find me. We can start off slow and ease into it. I’ll be gentle. I’ll take care of you.  You will become famous, I’ll tell all the interwebs how much I love you.

Love, the girl who’s hard on units, Me.

I love wearing my bathing suit. It’s one of my favorite things to wear. However, not always the most appropriate. Thinking about this, I came up with a fab idea that I needed a prekini to wear before heading down to the pool or from the car to the beach. I mean prekini as an outfit and not the wax stuff. These are my first few sketches. I’m thinking this is a great idea! Hella good style.

Toronto is a great place to live. There is always something to do whether its warm or cold or you have money or don’t. There are so many pockets of creativity and diversity that it makes me proud of our culture and country.

300 Toronto Panorama Images from photojunkie on Vimeo.

My friend and photographer extraordinaire, Rannie aka photojuknie has taken 300 panaroaic photos of our great city and compiled them in an awesome video. Each of the he 300 photos in this set were taken with an iPhone for his entry into the Hypercube viral campaign  icanhaz.com/hypercube.

He shared the video with me and I liked it so much I wanna share it with you too. You can vote for him here.

I’m a very artsy girl. I make art stuff almost on the daily. Yesterday I photographed a TON of my artwork and am working on variety of prints, t shirts and fun stuff. You can see a huge pile of original work  including drawings, paintings and poetry at borderlineartistic.me. There is just waaaaaaaaay to much to post on this blog. I’ve got a Poetry Corner blog coming out soon also! Seems there’s lots of ‘coming out’ going on teeee heeeee. Check ‘em out. There’s a whole lotta stuff.  The beauty of being an artist is the ability to create something that did not exist before. If you really like something and want to ask about how you can have it, send me an email me at casie at casiestewart.com. This is one of my favorites: careful writer patient spider

casie stewart 2008

You know those days when the sun is shining and you get in the car with a few friends and cruise to the beach or the park. You lay out a blanket followed by food and drinks and you lean back and feel the sun on your face. Your mind is free and in wanders as you feel complete bliss and serenity knowing that there is  nowhere else you’d rather be than there , that very moment in time. I feel like that today, well, a connection to that feeling. This is a me at Newport Beach on Sydney’s North Shore in NSW, Australia. I went surfing for my very first time. It was about 7am and the sun was rising. It was more than beautiful. I met this man in Bondi who’s called the Bondi Groover he said “Life’s not about being naughty, it’s all about 60/40” (in Aussie, that rhymes). 

I’m having one of those days where work seems like the hardest thing to do. I want to write and work on things for good causes and take pictures and make art. I picked some lilacs at lunch and sat in the park.  The lilacs smell so pretty,  they create an aroma of spring around me. It’s lovely. I wore a dress today that spins round, this is me in the sunshine. Today is the day I think to myself, you should be a full time blogger. It seems hard and a big jump from having a stable job with catered lunches and benefits. Meh. I wish that day would get here sooner.

You spin me right round right round, Irish styles…