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My baby girl

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My baby girl

There are times where I just don’t want to do things....

Fri, 14 Oct 2011 14:10:14 -0400

There are times where I just don’t want to do things. Generally I grin and bear, however I realize through the majority of my day, I’m spent with an idle mind. I need to learn how to shut off, move on, get things done and grow up a bit more.

With this being said, in the next few weeks I will be producing videos on thoughts. This is a dangerous thing.

Goodbye social life. School is back. I will be posting on here...

Sun, 11 Sep 2011 18:43:21 -0400

Goodbye social life. School is back. I will be posting on here often, however can be reached at katie.martin@utoronto.ca

“Survival and other NGOs have been campaigning for years...

Sun, 11 Sep 2011 17:45:37 -0400

“Survival and other NGOs have been campaigning for years for the Peruvian government to act decisively to stop the invasion, but little has been done.

Last year an American organization, Upper Amazon Conservancy, carried out the latest of several overflights on the Peru side, uncovering further evidence of illegal logging in a protected area.

Marcos Apurinã, Coordinator of Brazil’s Amazon Indian organization COIAB said today, ‘It is necessary to reaffirm that these peoples exist, so we support the use of images that prove these facts. These peoples have had their most fundamental rights, particularly their right to life, ignored … it is therefore crucial that we protect them.’

Renowned Brazilian Indian leader Davi Kopenawa Yanomami said today, ‘The place where the Indians live, fish, hunt and plant must be protected. That is why it is useful to show pictures of the uncontacted Indians, for the whole world to know that they are there in their forest and that the authorities must respect their right to live there.’

Peru’s Amazon Indian organisation AIDESEP issued a statement saying, ‘We are deeply troubled by the authorities’ lack of action… despite complaints from Peru and abroad against illegal logging, nothing has been done.’

TV presenter Bruce Parry of hit TV series Tribe said, ‘Protecting the land where uncontacted tribes live is of global importance. We have consistently failed to introduce them to our world without inflicting terrible traumas. It is for them to decide when they want to join our world. Not us.’

Survival’s Director Stephen Corry said today, ‘The illegal loggers will destroy this tribe. It’s vital that the Peruvian government stop them before time runs out. The people in these photos are self-evidently healthy and thriving. What they need from us is their territory protected, so that they can make their own choices about their future.

‘But this area is now at real risk, and if the wave of illegal logging isn’t stopped fast, their future will be taken out of their hands. This isn’t just a possibility: it’s irrefutable history, rewritten on the graves of countless tribes for the last five centuries.’”

Infinite relationships: From issue #13 of Inside Front...

Sun, 11 Sep 2011 17:21:34 -0400

Infinite relationships:

From issue #13 of Inside Front magazine, a hardcore punk/anarchist publication, published in 2003.

Re-printed and distributed in January 2010 by: entarchy distro / fresno, ca (Yokuts territory) myspace.com/entarchy / entarchy@riseup.net

This is about so-called “non-monogamous relationships,” about some of the benefits of trying out one of the alternatives to the formulaic dating/marriage/divorce model for love. Your response to this article will probably be similar to the one I had a few years ago when I read a discussion of the same subject by David Sandstrom in the Swedish zine Handbook for Revolutionaries: “good idea, but, uh, not relevant to me, of course…” It turned out I was wrong. Had I remembered a lesson I’ve learned over and over, I would have realized that often the ideas that make me the most defensive and uncomfortable at first turn out to be the most important for me in the long run. Not to say that I’m offering a program that you must all immediate adjust yourselves to… but we can’t remind each other enough to be open to new ideas, in case they do prove to be helpful in our lives.

Link is attached to the photo.

I barely remember this night. It had nothing to do with the...

Mon, 05 Sep 2011 01:46:00 -0400

I barely remember this night. It had nothing to do with the booze, and I don’t take drugs. It was just so much fun that even before the night ended, I had inventoried it in my memory as a summer night, when summer started…at the end of summer.

Too idle, bad representation of self. Goodnight.

Also I wear that jean vest too much.

What the hell am I doing? Haha, no really though. School is...

Fri, 02 Sep 2011 19:09:00 -0400

What the hell am I doing? Haha, no really though. School is starting again soon, and guess what? I slept all damn summer. It passed my by. I feel like an old woman who just realized how much life she ignored. Damn. My groove has only started recently.

I’m broke, I’m wet and I’m super hot right now, but I have everything I need. Maybe this is why individuals aren’t content with life right now, due to them being in the realization that there is always more, and to never settle. I’m horrible at settling… maybe it’s a good thing.

I’m not sure where I’m going but i’ll figure it out.

I always find looking for a new job in Toronto kind of like...

Fri, 26 Aug 2011 16:49:00 -0400

I always find looking for a new job in Toronto kind of like looking for a new apartment. You have to be on the ball, and ready to go immediately with your all. I feel like this would be the recipe for success:

2 Americano’s

1 large breakfast

0 dairy products (I always have to fart during interviews I am avoiding it this time)

1 long bike ride (to clear my head)

24 hours of no facebooking the day before… to avoid any acquired feelings that do not belong to me

Knowing people gets you around here too… Just have to let them know it’s worth knowing me…

Also, I hate writing up resumes. It’s like a damn okcupid account. Prove you’re amazing on one page, lemme at that matchup. Prayin for me.

SO I’ve added an alter ego to my bike. His name is Ryder....

Fri, 19 Aug 2011 12:47:00 -0400

SO I’ve added an alter ego to my bike. His name is Ryder. Perhaps he’s my bike version of a boyfriend, who I’ve manipulated my mind to believe he will hangout with me, go on adventures, chill out, give me game play and not bother me when I can’t be around. Anyways, he was wounded today in the brisk of action, and has a flat tire. So at home he stays and off goes the girlfriend to bring home the veggie bacon.

I find coffe shops noticeably hilarious due to how people hover over their computer screens. I am at Ezra’s Pound on Dundas West. The Communal Mule which was my favourite up lifted left and broke my heart last week. I found this out while Sean was here, I think I was more upset at the fact everyone could see my nipples in my see through American Apparel Dress… I think they do this on purpose. Untouched virgin see through dress when the sun hits you. Fuck my life. But really, this is all funny, I find this humorous.

Sean from San Fran is coming tonight. We’ve spoken for...

Fri, 12 Aug 2011 18:03:48 -0400

Sean from San Fran is coming tonight. We’ve spoken for nearly two years, and he happens to be one of my closest, and appreciated beings in my life. When real life hits, and I see him, I might barf. We will see how this goes.

Is Toronto really that big? N’aw. Erika and I went to the...

Fri, 12 Aug 2011 17:57:32 -0400

Is Toronto really that big? N’aw. Erika and I went to the Island.

Last weekend was unreal. It’s been awhile for me to update...

Fri, 12 Aug 2011 17:55:37 -0400

Last weekend was unreal. It’s been awhile for me to update due to me being a minor hate the world coma. However after loads of coffee, self medication, bean flicking and hibernation I have come out of it, and from it came a cold which is lingering. I don’t really mind. I find you’re always reminded you’re human when you’re a bit sick. Otherwise, I usually think I’m invincible. It was Career Suicide last weekend at Duffy’s Tavern in Toronto. The night was good, and I actually started off at my friend Hugh’s art show, he tattoos at Armoured Soul on Queen… had some beers, and the show was great. I met up with my guys then, the show came and went, broken lights the usual.

However we ended up in the Don Valley at a show under an forgotten bridge… nights like these make everything okay. They reassure you that the awesome can happen, and you’re a part of it if you choose to be. Bamby and I went… he stayed the entire night, I wimped out and went home to bed at around 3:30 am, due to work the next morning. I don’t want to grow up, be civilized, have a family or problems, but I will do all of those things, in order to have nights like these. Debt to pay, salary to obtain.

Click photo for credit and to see more of that night.

I am blessed to have such amazing talented people in my life....

Sun, 31 Jul 2011 23:35:00 -0400

I am blessed to have such amazing talented people in my life. One of them, Hugh; showing his artwork at this eventand it would be good to checkout if you’re in the area.

Martin and I are throwing a memorial for Norco on Wednesday at...

Sun, 31 Jul 2011 23:24:00 -0400

Martin and I are throwing a memorial for Norco on Wednesday at 10:30 am at Humber Bay park to rest her soul, come bike out and share a few memories.

Sometimes there are those nights, where it feels like forever...

Sun, 31 Jul 2011 23:18:14 -0400

Sometimes there are those nights, where it feels like forever should last a life time, and if it doesn’t you hope your brain scans for it right before you die that way you’ll appreciate your life before it’s taken from you.

The movie was unreal, free cold beer and out with Bambach, which is always a good time. Besides this being the night Norco was stolen, It’s a feeling I want to keep forever. There are a few things people look for in life as motivation. I’ve been searching for this the past couple of days, as really when it comes to nurture wise, it wasn’t in my blood growin up. I think I may have it figured somewhat out, it’s that feeling that you get when nothing, noone can touch or take what you feel at that moment. I get that with biking, linguistics and music. Mostly biking, it’s my world.

Tonight was one of those nights, we were the untouchables and I liked it that way.

My fucking bike was stolen. I am mentally blocked really. I hate...

Sun, 31 Jul 2011 19:28:00 -0400

My fucking bike was stolen. I am mentally blocked really. I hate myself when I’m not biking, not to mention miserable. I tried considerably hard not to share this with everyone around me. I’ve completely fallen in love with the form of biking. We’ll meet again soon baby girl.

She is a Green Norco female road bike. Her frame looks like this:

http://www.norco.com/bikes/urban/hybrid/yorkville-w/

sigh. New bike Tuesday

Seeing this film tonight, well trying to depending on my leg, at...

Thu, 28 Jul 2011 15:57:00 -0400

Seeing this film tonight, well trying to depending on my leg, at the Open Roof Festival. 21 Bathurst Street Toronto, in the parking lot of Amsterdam Brewery. This is day six of being able to pretty much do nothing but idle thoughts. Not to seem grandiloquent but I’m not really sure how individuals do this on a regular basis. Drone in, go to facebook, drone in, eat food, come back drone drone ddd-r-r-r-r-roneeeee.

I’ll take photos. Let you know how it was.

I’ve been trying to make my way outside the past few days, however my mind is much farther then what I actually can physically achieve. I wanted to go to Bloor Street yesterday, then found myself sitting at Starbucks on College, looking at individuals that didn’t quite make it to the nicer mom and pops coffee shops on Bloor… regardless if they’re aware of this or not it does not matter, we are in the same situation. There are more children at Starbucks. I like children, without their parents. Not like I wish there was a feral child colony running around, however I find parents incline their children’s dramatic responses. It’s quite easy to speak child, I should have a class. I don’t find children annoying, I find the ones who house them annoying.

I speak child.

I took this photo last year this time. It was during the CNE....

Wed, 27 Jul 2011 19:03:17 -0400

I took this photo last year this time. It was during the CNE. Here I am being nostalgic about this time of my life, sitting in a coffee shop, being one of those assholes. I was hit by a car last week. Thursday actually, tomorrow it’ll be a week since my near death. I don’t know if I should feel more inclined to be one of those individuals who want to live each day to the fullest, although I think more than often I do without noticing. A recent new acquirement of a friend, someone who I consider very important in the grand scheme of life, one of those life changing people that one day, they’ll win it all and I’ll be at the end of the finish line cheering them on. Well I was over at his place and saw a book he wrote about a bucket list. I hadn’t thought of this concept in awhile, and reading it over gave me the most genuinely content and happy feeling. Through the pages, he came up with the remaining concept to just be, and do and you’ll get where you want to go. Maybe that’s the understanding of true happiness… just keep on keepin’ on and listening to yourself. I think it might be anyways, we’ll see.

Here is my bucket list that i’ve come up with in the past five minutes or so:

Finish Linguistics, finish PhD, open up my own care centre

Travel the world with my Sister, I want her to know what’s going on

Find a gift for Martin to show how I appreciate how he saved my life

make love to a very european handsome alpha male type

travel to Indonesia, Botswana, Argentina, Brazil and the Sort

meet David Byrne and thank him for saving my life

live in New York, leave before it gets me

live in San Francisco, leave before I forget I’m Canadian

see the Northern Lights, and pass kisses off to Namie for my Mom.

Walk a Runway, leave before I become obsessed.

Tour De France… maybe train for it… one day?

Raise children, and grow old with someone to see them grow old

See the Oceans.

I’m sitting on a bench in high Park. Terry Levis in the...

Wed, 27 Jul 2011 18:39:00 -0400

I’m sitting on a bench in high Park. Terry Levis in the bench’s name that I’m sitting on. I’m told that Terry loved Grenadier Pond and High Park, by it’s metal plaque. I’m that asshole who if I ever was to have a loving memorandum in memory of me on some sort of object to hold up the public’s idle ass, I’d hope it would be at least cherry wood, regardless of how impractical it would be. I’m hanging here with Norco, my green feminine bike, who seems to be the closest thing besides Martin and Frannie that I have as a family in Toronto. I’m trying very hard not to touch the ground with my feet, as red ants scurry around, and they weird me out on how quickly they move up my legs. Well, at least your eternal preservation Terry would have metal legs, as they can’t seem to make their way up to me if I keep my legs up. Actually, I don’t know how they make it past the forest of tangled Frannie fur on my shoes.

I picked up Frannie about two years ago at the shelter in Toronto. She pissed on my leg the entire way home, and I actually didn’t care. I felt it was some sort of baptism of our future love affair that would bloom into the most solid friendship that i’d come to know. I like when horrible things happen like that, well what other’s would consider horrible. I like knowing that most people would probably of turned right around to the shelter, and dropped her off again. If I would have done so, I would have actually just been following the same routine that modern society seems to fall into place with. The concept of removing what isn’t perfect. Actually, it’s more that the individual can’t actually handle what’s going on in their life at that moment, it’s this metaphorical work stack that keeps on building up, and the imperfect bit sits at the top, slowly sliding off.

I like that corn on the cob has it’s own hair. I like to think this is the main reason as to why I don’t mind when I find some hair in my food, or a small bug crawls out of it. It my mind it doesn’t characterize as vermin, and only natural that some things can’t be kept apart. Last summer, I understood to let go of social norms and respect boundaries, time, and space, and if individuals have weird quirks about them, then learn to understand, that it’s them respecting their needs, and being selfish. I stopped caring so much when I did the same, and became selfish in what I wanted and needed from myself, my time and my boundaries. With this understanding comes self sufficiency, and that is when an individual is at their best, as innate evolution creates immediate happiness, as it is but the only purpose of existence for beings.

Humans hold you back. Giving into the social nature that we require is perhaps another form of Darwin’s natural selection. You hurl through the obstacles to succession. Martin has been saying”you don’t drink your way to a career” a lot lately due to his decision to hence drinking… he’s very right, yet once again giving into social nature. However, I wonder how the engineers do it. Perhaps that would follow more under the term of self medication.

Salut! Bonjour, Hello. Biography: Katie Martin. Sociolinguist,...

Tue, 28 Jun 2011 16:13:00 -0400

Salut! Bonjour, Hello.

Biography: Katie Martin.

Sociolinguist, cognitive analyst, aspiring children’s book designer, and an artist of all sorts.