Katie Leggitt

It's been 15 years since I've felt this sick.  The last time I got the flu was way back in '98, right before the ice storm.  I remember it like it was yesterday.  A couch-ridden, soppy mess, but at least I had cable.  Now, at thirty, I'm grateful to have the internet to waste my day away trying to recover.  So here are a few things I've learned, as a grown-up, about the flu. 1. Keep kleenex on-hand, and if it turns brown, you probably have an infection. 2. Be sure to get out of bed to move your car in the morning, because the city of Montreal doesn't care if you are immobile, they'll still give you a ticket. 3. Don't start more than one book in a day, because you can't read either at once. 4. Your dog will still love you, no matter what. 5.  People will still think you're attractive, even though they can't see you right now. 6.  Throw a few drops of spearmint oil into your humidifier, it's nice. 7.  Yes, drink fluids, but only bec

I thought I knew what love was.  I thought I knew when I saw fireworks when I closed my eyes, wrapped up in the arms of my boyfriend, or the time my heart warmed when my first love consoled me.  I thought love was something I was really good at, I have so much to give, but recently, I'm learning love is something different altogether. Love is blind, but it can see past the hope you have for someone and love them for who they are, right now, not for who you think they'll become.  If you can do that, then you love.  If you can accept someone for every fault they have, every scar they carry, and every mistake they've made in the past, then you're in love.   Seeing someone for who they are now, is so important.  Don't look into your future together, look into your present right now, because that's where you're at.   I've loved what I thought could have been, not what was.  I was constantly focused on a goal of who that person should be and that's n

So I thought about my tupperware-contained heart for a bit, and then I thought about what it would really mean.  You stick leftovers in tupperwares and leave them in the fridge for a few days or in the freezer until you don't know what to eat and so you go for them.  And unless it's some really delicious lasagna or something, it's probably not your first choice. The food gets moldy, or freezer burnt.  So I think that was a really bad analogy, and just wishful thinking on my part.  Maybe what it really should be about is stripping away the layers of idealism until you expose the core, your true, innate self. Today, in an effort to focus on a heart-healthy diet, I googled heart-shaped foods, thinking some exotic fruits would turn up.  All I saw were cheesy Valentine's day meals like heart-shaped cookies and pizzas meant for people in love.  And then it dawned on me.  I really think about my heart as a kid's drawing, a scribble, a red, <3 kind of thing.  My 

Last night I was joking with my friends at improv about Dryuary.  It's a play on words that refers to spending the month of January sober.  Not drinking. Well originally I thought it meant something else.  I thought it meant you spend a month going without... well, sex.  But as my friend M put it, WHY WOULD YOU ACTIVELY AVOID IT? Here's the thing.  I'm a compulsive crusher.  I am in a constant state of love, or in a constant state of heartache.  And that sucks.  Last year I felt like I succeeded in rebirthing my potato heart into something much more fruitful, and that took a lot of hard work, but here I am again, my yo-yo heart at the hand of fate. Everybody needs somebody to love, but I take that super literally, pretty much all the time. I don't feel in control of my heart and its romantic ways, and it inevitably ends up placing me in circumstances that I feel are out of my control, and not at all what I expected.  To a certain point they are out of my control,

1. I-40 2. The Nashville skyline 3. Chuck Ragan's Nomad by Fate 4. The Ryman Auditorium 5. Graceland 6. Anti-Flag's The General Strike 7. Mount Baker on the Ferry to Victoria 8. Kate Paulson's voice 9. The Revival Tour at Foufounes Electriques 10. Seeing my feet on-stage performing my own work 11. My family surprising me with a 30th birthday dinner 12. Grampa telling me to just have fun 13. The Lorraine Motel 14. The Mississippi river 15. Hillbilly night at The Wheel Club 16. The ceiling at Sun Studio 17. The pile of belongings I left behind in NDG 18. Ferme du Zephyr 19. Mike Ness' tour bus 20. Friends singing Happy Birthday at TSC 21. Art at La Patrie 22. My banjo 23. Beale street in Memphis 24. Wandering eyes 25. The road 26. Seeing a Trigger Effect album at Grimey's in Nashville 27. Johnny Cash's boots 28. Quebec city with my niece 29. All of Pouzzafest 30. The last look into my empty apartment 31. Karaoke night at the Legion in

1. A guy you've dated's band is opening for a show tonight that you really want to see. Do you: A. Get there early and say hi right away B. Get there late and ignore him C. Go to a different show altogether D. Stay home and eat ice cream 2. So you get to the show and you're there alone. Do you: A. Go straight to the bar and order a drink B. Go straight to a dark corner and pull out a book C. Eye-gaze at the babes in the bands D. Hope that nobody notices you 3.  The band starts playing Do you: A. Dance the night away B. Bop your head in a cool fashion C. Stumble with your coat and heavy purse D. Stay in your corner with your drink 4.  In between bands, Do you: A. Go back to the bar to kill time B. Go to the washroom to kill time C. Play on your phone to kill time D. Pull your book back out to kill time 5.  The show ends. Do you: A. Wait around to say hi to someone B. Wait around until someone says hi to you C. Head straight for the doo