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Oh Heath....

Rest in Peace...

A wonderful actor and one of my first movie crushes in a Knight's Tale.....

Only 28 years old, with a wife and little girl. Apparently, found dead from a sleeping pill overdose in his apartment.

This is so shocking...and sad. A very bad way to wake up this morning.

Makes me mad and worried....are there no other ways to deal with problems or have fun then intoxication? I'm thinking drugs, alcohol...everything. Both for celebrities and real life people...it's too pointless to leave this way so soon....moderation!!

***edit***Apparently, he wasn't with his wife (or fiancée?) anymore....still, he had a two years old child....

The Fear in the Boy, The Fire in the Man

Of course, the title is from a Tori Amos song, it's the kind of idea that I feel but can not think into words...

It's made me wonder...since I seem to have a hard time connecting with new adults in my life, and it's mad-easy for me to be-friend random children...
Maybe I can't fully feel close to a grown up unless I've known them as little kids (as in my family and old-time friends), or until I catch a hint of the innocent child we all still have hidden somewhere underneath the grown-up costumes and makeup.

And that might explain why I tend to flee relationships with men who hide that child too well.
When the vulnerability shows a bit, even for a moment, a spark in their eyes, when I can really feel I've had a clear glimpse, even for a few seconds of the boy in the man...in a way, I'm reassured that they are a true person, just someone else that comes from the same place we all have. That learned to walk, to talk, that was scared of werewolves and ghosts. I know I can trust and allow myself to feel. Because that man was once a child .....

Random Updates....

At the end of fall this year, I bought a few little pumpkins with the good intention of making all kinds of baked-goods. I had a whole list...cookies, soups, pies....very excited as I always am when faced with a new project.

Today I realized with shame that they are still sitting in a corner of my kitchen's cooking space looking rather like this:

Sorry pumpkins, I never gave you the chance to fulfill your destinies...

Also, I'm growing out my nails a bit, for personal reasons.ehehehe. But Oh my God! I need to be careful with those! They are barely 1 mm and a half and I almost mutilated my little brother's arm this morning. Can't think of what I would tell a parent who asks me why their kid comes home looking like they've been into a rabid Lion's den...

And speaking of daycare...things are going better and better. Everyone is getting used to everyone and everything, there are less urine-related incidents everyday, and french is slowly but surely becoming the first language around. Amazing!

A Favor

Ok, this is a small favor for my brother in law....he's created an online city called "St-Hostie" which is the equivalent of St-Shit, or St-Damn...or I don't know, St-Fuck...it's pretty hard to translate Quebec's swear words to convey the real meaning anyway....

So here's the link, every time someone clicks on it, it adds a citizen to this offensively named town. Please entertain a bored guy. Haha!

http://st-hostie.miniville.fr/

A Coffee Shop

Yeah, I haven't blogged a lot these days. I kind of have been on a cloud...and also very busy with illustration work and being back to work in general.

My little sister announced me yesterday, that a new Coffee shop is opening next week in old Ste-Therese, which is the old part of our town, very near where I live, where all the cute little boutiques and shops are, (and also where the local bums and cheap whores like to stay, unfortunately.)

For the records, I LOVE Coffee Shops! I especially love the ambiance of the ancient-feeling ones. With books thrown around and wood, and real whipped-creme on the coffees.

So, Brulerie du Roy (the Coffee Shop) is owned by friends of Sis and her Boyfriend. And that alone is already cool. What is even more though, is that she wants to quit her job as an underpaid (but very good!) hair-cuter at Walmart's Salon, and try her hands at working there. Sis is an excellent cook and very social, so that's super exciting news.
She'll meet the owners this weekend, so I'm sending her every positive vibes I can conjure. Possibly will look for a success spell too, I'm so excited about this!
As teens, Sis and Me, we made up dreams of owning a Coffee shop or Bakery. And it always seemed so right....

I don't really know why this gets me all revved up...Maybe it's a good presage, one can only hope. I've got the feeling that this will be something that will change the futur one way or the other. Let's hope my instincts are good this time.