gosh darnit, somebody pinch me.

Was up early. Can’t sleep in anymore. It’s like I’ll be miss something. I like to be busy, work hard. It’s a crazy cycle of inspiration, the more you do the more you can do. The guy beside me needs to STFU & stop talking so damn loud, honestly. Itunes – Days like This Spinna Club Remix. I escape.

This is the song, listen to it and keep going. Today has been fun so far.

Made it to my meeting today, late. Cabbie dropped me at 333 when I needed to be at 33. RAN. Yes ran in my coyboy boots and little black dress holding folder + purse with laptop two blocks from Jarvis to Yonge Street. ON THE HOTTEST SWEATY ASS DAY. I was so hot when I got there. Thank god I sat with Miranda at first so I could wipe my forehead with kleenex like a sweaty warthog. Imagine Pumba and Timba mixed together. Yeah.

That went well. After I cooled down during meeting I  went and  had a dress contest. 1, 2 or 3?

DRESS 1

DRESS 2

DRESS 3

They were all pretty cute. I like dresses. Short ones. They are my most fav thing to wear ever. Boots, short dress, smile, silverish jewels.  I picked dress 3. It is shorter in the front than back, rayon and elegant feeling. It sways in the wind and I feel like someone is about to take my photo. On my feet are vintage Capezio cowboy boots. I need to plan a fall swap clothing swap and invite you ladies over. Someone remind me!

So I changed. I have to be at something at ther Roots Store on Bloor for 6pm then dinner at 7:30 then home. I really like home. I am physically ready for Fall this year, I want to wear tights and sweaters and I want to spend lots of time at home working on the internet.

The guys near me are are talking about teaching English in Asia. They are older than Dad, one is retired. It is kinda sad but kinda comforting, seems the man who went had the time of his life. That’s wonderful. Maybe I will do that when I get old too.


Say HELLO to the New Zealand All Blacks, I’m at Hemingways. I love this place. I used to work here a couple years ago.

Dear Universe, I promise to keep working hard. Thank you.
I also love blogging and the internet.
Ok. Stuff to do. Have a loverrrrrly afta’nooooooooon. Byeeeeeee.

make the best of every good thing :)

yesterday on twitter, this happened:

wake me up when (my) september (dream) ends

This September kicks off a bright start the the next few months. I’ve got a full calendar until Christmas!  After that, I’m thinking about a vacation but who knows where I will be  by that time.  I only ever imagine I would be where I am right now.

Look up at the sky, be thankfull.

The beauty of working for myself is that as long as I keep living and have internet access, I’m working. I promise myself to make the most of each day, set high goals and document it.

September is a ver exciting time in Toronto as we host the Toronto International Film Festival (TIFF). I’ve not gotten an movie tickets and I need to get on that. I’ve been invited to some pretty neat stuff in Yorville during the day throughout the festival. Wasn’t able to attend before cause I was working for THE MAN, now, going to that stuff is my JOB! I am THE MAN.

The next three months go like this (GenYTO & TweetgasmTO are in there for both Sept. & Oct. somewhere too)…

Sept. 9-17: Toronto International Film Fest

Sept. 18-28: New Zealand Fashion Week

Sept. 30: TEXxTO Conference

Sept. 30-Oct 3: Boston Friends visit TO

Oct.4: Contract with TrendHunter (3 Months Oct-Dec)

Dec: Go visit Mum in Bahamas on the Boat for Christmas.

Working on something else cool for October that I will share next week. So many thing on the go that Google Calendar & Tasks are my new BFF.  I am so excited about things happening my head might explode.

Please thing responsibly today, your thoughts become things!

CIAO darlings xo

P.S. VOTE FOR CASIE! I have till 7pm to STEAL THAT LEAD.

Jamming to this right now.

yesterday on twitter, this happened:

i took it out. it just wasn’t me. too all up in ma face.

Going to get it was really fun.  It hurt and I liked it. The people at Blackline Studio were cool and professional. It was a fun little Saturday afternoon adventure to poke a hole in my body. I realise I’m just not that into it anymore.  There is a super cute girl who help my hand when I got it done and the boy who pierced me was cute too. I wanted  a septum piercing for a while but once I had it, it took away from all the cuteness that makes me me. I really like that cuteness. I used to have a bunch of piercings, took then out in Australia cause I didn’t like the way they rubbed my surf board. I had two massively painful ones in my ears one called a rook (through thick cartilage) and one called an industrial (long bar that goes through twice). They were really painful. I mostly got them to deal with some type of pain in my heart or loss. Somehow, poking that hole and going through the healing process, made the heart ache a little less painful. I am so deep.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand, we’re back.