Author: Lkvy

I'm a Deaf vagabond currently living on Vancouver Island. Bicycles dominate my life, but I also make time for climbing, hiking, camping, and cats. And if I have time left over after all that, I write about it.

The physiognomy of the teen.

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I procured new goop that matches the colour of my skin last week. It’s not just a better match than the extra-tangy new formula MAC sent me, but better than the discontinued product I’d used since my 20s. It makes sense I’d find something better, as my complexion has changed after all this time: fewer bumps, but more grooves.

What else has changed? My beliefs, writing style, lifestyle, support system, eating habits, domain, and many more. Nearly every cell in my body has been replaced since I wrote my first blog post 25 years ago.

In case you missed it, I discuss popular sluts aka pluts:

Surely it served as an inspiration to one of the writers for Futurama as Popular Slut Club made an appearance in the 19th episode of season 6, which came out in 2011. (Thanks Jordi, for bringing this to my attention.) So, I’m taking credit for this.

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25 years of mediocrity.

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MO FO! My hair is PINK! That wasn’t supposed to happen! I wanted RED not PINK! Cuz I had it partially bleached, its like 2 inches of dark red on the top and the rest is like rose colored, u know. I’ll get it fixed though. I’ve had all kinds of shitty dye jobs, bleaching and cuts so nothing new for me. It smells like barf too. Screwy. Anyhoo, I finally got the new layout to work. That was yesterday. I started on the new layout like a month ago and had been struggling ever since to get it to work. I FINALLY (WAHOO!) got it to work yesterday and then I got on a roll and spent like 4 hours online. AHH! I’m becoming a geek! I’m already weird, freakish and now I’m a geek! No… According to the ppl in my school, I’m already a geek. Phuck the ppl at my school! I got like 2 pounds of purple playdoh and I want to bring it to school and throw it at all PLUTS! (popular sluts, Fino made that word up. Sluts are already popular anyway, if they weren’t then they couldn’t be sluts.) I love playdoh! It smells so cool! I suck at making it though, it’s all sticky and gooey. Good ammo though. Oooh, I’m going to come up with all kinds of evil things to do to the ppl at my school and when I do, I’ll post stuff on here or wherever it fits in the best on my page. That’s it for May 13.
~Laura

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Orange-eating class.

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I have a mental block when it comes to spending money on things that would improve my living space. I stored my sewing and crafting supplies in shoeboxes and reusable bags for two years. The boxes and bags were then placed on a side table and shoved in the corner of the laundry room.

There’s an semblance of organization with an air of clutter. For two years, this was good enough.

I am currently in my bed typing this blog post on a laptop, which rests upon a children’s book rather than a cushioned laptop tray. The protective sleeve for my e-reader is a 10-year-old bubble mailer. The living room couch was a curbside freebie… ten years ago. It took me a year to get a nightstand for my current place, and it was a Christmas gift from Jordi.

My poverty mentality gives me time to save up to afford a (ideally) massive upgrade. If I’m to spend my money on something I don’t need, it needs to be more than “good enough”. I browsed Maison Simons, EQ3 Furniture, Crate & Barrel, and Rove Concepts, among other home furniture dealers that don’t make sense for someone with my income level.

In the end, Ikea won. I can’t bring myself to shell out $2,000+ for a cherrywood wardrobe. Particleboard, it is…

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I taste dead people.

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I work in a basement to afford to rent someone else’s basement.

I can tell when I’m missing out on sunny weather by looking at the rows of glass bricks that wrap around the workshop. It’s still an upgrade from working downtown, where people frequently used the bench outside the patio to smoke a cigarette. I’d step out to use the air compressor to redirect their smoke and annoy them with the noise.

That didn’t work as well as one would expect. I frequently had to shut the door to keep the smoke out, and while this bike shop had windows, they were covered in decals. I’ve yet to see a bike shop that is clean, cozy, and aesthetically pleasing.

Anyway, the daylight hours have extended enough for me to soak up some sunshine after work. Last Sunday, I joined Daniel for his “recovery” ride, as did Rory. I suggested doing some hills around Cadboro Bay, but the waterfront loop Alexa and I did last week seemed more straightforward for my first ride with these guys.

It was a mistake until it wasn’t.

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A stabby week.

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It’s been two days since my dental work, and I’ve been following the aftercare instructions, which advise against smoking. Instead, I’ve been enjoying an evening highs fuelled by cannabis beverages. It gives me the best kind of high but at a higher cost.

I have stitches halfway down the middle of the roof of my mouth. After pushing it deeper, the dentist did a bone graft to reinforce the implant.

Before I got the implant, I asked a friend who I knew had them how the procedure went for them. What they said was reassuring, if not vague (given their implant happened over 20 years ago).

To anyone who has stumbled upon this post and wants to know how much it sucks to get dental implants:

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