I'd like to thank my friend and neighbour across the hall,
Princess Blondie, for making me a slave to text messaging on my phone. Prior to her entering my life, I never really used my phone for text messaging; frankly I found it extremely time consuming to press the same freakin' button three times just to produce an "L", and so typing out a whole message was an exercise in aggravation. But is there any greater joy than receiving a little message on my phone in the middle of the day, indicating to me that at that very moment someone was thinking of me? I can't help but squeal and anxiously go to my inbox to see what little nugget of joy was left there for me. It's pathetic, but it is true, ladies and gentlemen. And of course in my excitement I must reply to what was sent to me, and before you know it we are zipping messages back and forth.
And NOW I am even into texting my friend's cell phone over in
England. It started as a way to establish whether or not the other was there in order to make the long distance call (or not if the person isn't home). Last night we just messaged a few times and I said I would call her later in the week, but that she had better message me when her baby is born (we're due at the end of the week).
I'm a text whore, what's become of me!?!!?
A funny side note; when I got up this morning I got a message from someone I don't know. "sl_zhange@hotmail.com: when will she give me the laptop? I will meet the laptop guy tomorrow"
Good to know. LOL. I wonder who was supposed to get that message....
The thing is, I know these messages cost money, but I have no idea how much. I have yet to get a bill for my phone since I started this, and I shudder to think. I'm sure it's some innocent amount like 25 cents a message, but good lord, how many have I sent?! So help me, if I have to go on a new plan because of this habit I'm not gonna be happy. lol
Damn you, Princess Blondie!!! :-P
Anyway, I have a crazy week ahead of me. I'm on the road, and working long crazy hours. I'm feeling spunky this morning coz I was in bed by 8pm last night (I had a splitting migraine) and slept off and on until 6am. Booyah! So I gotta drive to
Burlington today and somehow make it back into town for my class at 6pm tonight. I hope I can make it. Coz I love my night class.
I also love milk. The colder the better.
I believe the first blog I started reading (many many moons ago, now) was
Wil Wheaton's blog. I enjoyed his self deprecating humour, and the little following he had. I eventually drifted away because his need for his readers to tell him he was special was just getting depressing after a while. Still, I think it's a solid blog, and he seems like a pretty good guy.
Then I didn't read any blogs for a long time. That is, until my best friend told me she was moving to
Israel. It was at this point that I was going to learn everything I could about where she was going, from the basic geography and political system, to what kind of life she would have. And it's that last point that brought me to the blogosphere. I could go on all kinds of factual sites about Israel and get information, but it didn't give me an idea of what day to day life would be like. So I somehow came across
Lorien's blog. Which lead me to
Imshin,
Rinat,
Gil, and
Civax. They gave me a window on a world that I had no idea about. Sometimes it made me feel better and sometimes it made me worry more. I became closest to Lorien as she took me in under her wing and answered all my questions. She had an especially helpful edge, in that she is an Israeli living in
Canada, so she has lived in both worlds and can answer my questions with a certain understanding.
Of course with time I followed the links of those other blogs, leading me to
Solomonia,
Brian Blum,
Meryl,
Allison,
Israellycool,
Wadiuwant and all the other great blogs you see in my blogroll. I read each and every one of them, and get something from them all (and no, that are not all Israeli or Jewish).
My point here is this: because I have been reading those first few blogs for so long that I have a deep admiration and respect for them. I guess I look up to them in a way, for it was they who had inspired me to finally start my own. Lorien was the first to link me, and was an amazing help in setting my blog up. And when I saw links to me on Imshin's page and Gil's page, and all those others who have been kind enough to include me on their blogroll, I was beyond honoured. I really appreciated the acknowledgment, for it was they, in part, that got me here. So, to all those who have linked me, I extend a heart-felt thank you. I am honoured and flattered.
But what about some of my more recent friends? This is the truly great part about blogging....all the friends you make along the way. When I first fired up this blog
JustAGirl and
Dan were right on board with me, posting comments left, right and centre. As was a new friend and supporter,
Si.
Si, Si, Si. What an angel you are. This girl here is da bomb, people. She's got it ALL going on...she's got the brains, she's got the wit, and she's got the talent. And more importantly she has been *right* there for me helping me out and showing her love! I don't even remember how I came across her blog...it was sometime in July I think....and I had happened onto her page at a time when she had posted about something that matched what was going on in my life. We just sort of hit it off from there, and the rest is history. Thank you for everything, Si. ((hugs))
And now with the infamous
K-Dogg,
Smooth Stone,
Havdala,
Geoff,
Wayne and
Tzaddi coming on board it just doesn't get any better. :-)
So go explore the blogs of others...you never know what you'll find.
(and if I have somehow missed acknowledging you like some kinda bad Oscar speech, I apologize, it wasn't intended to be a slight of any kind.)
First of all, I'd like to extend a thank you to
Havdala and
Smooth for your kind and supportive comments in my last entry. You guys are the best at showing me some lovin' when I need it most. Hugs to you both; I appreciate your understanding.
And now let me just say I had a fabulous day afterall. It's late, 1am, just got home and I am feeling a million times better than I was this morning. :-D
I went with my friend 'Tony' to
The Everything To Do With Sex Show downtown and it was an absolute blast! I don't think I have seen so many
dildoes and various other sex
gizmos and
gimmicks in my whole life (if ONLY stupid Blogger would let me upgrade so I could post pictures!! Damn you, Blogger!!). We had a great laugh and even learned a little along the way too. Tony is just one of my dearest friends, and it gave us a great opportunity to spend some time hanging out without our usual gang of friends; not that I don't love my other friends! But a little one on one time gave us a chance to get to know each other way better, and to get a little more personal and deep about things, ya know? I really truly had a great time with him. He totally pulled me out of a bad mood and made my day.
What a sweetheart.
And then after I hung out with him all day I met up with my friend
Melra and we went out to a pub and sat and talked the night away. She is the fuckin' BEST person to both talk with about the shit going on in my life, AND to just shoot the breeze and have a good laugh. I adore her muchly as well, and have come to appreciate her friendship with each and every outing we have. You simply couldn't ask for a better friend.
We talked at one point about how we need to win the lottery. We both firmly believe that our happiness CAN in fact be bought, contrary to what people try and tell you (with the ole "
money can't buy you happiness" line. pfft! HELLYA
money can buy my happiness!). We concluded that if we won 49 million dollars (as some one
has recently done in the States), one of the first things we would do is divide up large sums to those we love. We agreed that it would just NOT be fun if you didn't share it. Coz sure, you could go travel the world and have fun...but who are ya gonna do it with if everyone else is at work all the time?? And are THEY gonna wanna hear about all the fun you're having if they are at work bustin' their asses to make a living? So what fun is it if you don't share?? Tsk. The part that's important to being happy when you have money is to
spread the joy, no? :-)
Anyway, we day dreamed for a bit, which is always kinda funny. "Oh if only...."
LOL
So there. I am back into my good mood again and all is well. Doesn't mean I'm any happier about the days events in
Turkey, but I can deal with it now.
Thanks gang, I love ya all!
"Istanbul synagogue blasts: 20 dead"
This is making me cry, I'll be honest. Jews are targeted in all parts of the world, not just Israel. Nowhere is safe for a Jew, with attacks occuring in places from
Turkey to
Kenya to
Morocco. I hope people now get an understanding for why Jews want so badly to have a land of their own in order to try and realize some semblance of security in their future. I hardly think that's too much to ask. :'-(
Anyway, I have made plans for the rest of the day in order to pull myself out of this mood. I am going with a friend of mine (I think we called him "Tony" the last time. lol) to go check out
The Everything To Do With Sex Show going on down at the
Toronto Skydome. Should be very very interesting. I adore him, he's a sweet guy, so this oughtta be a lot of fun.
After that I am meeting up with my friend
Melra for a fun evening of hanging out. Not sure where or what, but I don't care what we do. So long as we get to hang out and unwind and bitch about life a little and have a few laughs. It's what it's all about with friends. :-)
Today I will take comfort in the company of my
friends.
All good things must come to an end, and this includes that succulently good mood from last night. I am in a mood most foul right now, that I would say might even border in some kind of strange seething anger, though I can't be clear what the anger would be about. I just woke up a short while ago and it totally feels like I just got up on the way wrong side of the bed. Some shit went down in my life last night that has me uncertain about future dealings with some people, and I think it's making me just a wee bit moody.
Hmph.
Anyway, I am not interested in stewing it....I have made a conscious effort in last few months to change a few of my habits and behaviours, and that's one of 'em. What's the point of stewing, it's not going to change anything. So I'm gonna eat some breakfast, have a shower, tidy my apartment, and decide what to do tonight. Might be a good idea if I went out and did something social.
It's funny, I've noticed my desire to be social has started to taper off with the colder weather settling in. It's totally not an anti-social thing, I just notice that I tend to almost start hibernating. I like to stay in my little warm cocoon of a home and curl up with a book or new tv show. Then come spring I get all antsy to get out of the house and I pop out of my cocoon like a little social butterfly, and away I go. lol.
And, I might add, WHERE did my snow go?? We had snow yesterday and now it's gone. *pout*
Such a tease.
Hellya. I'm in a good mood. Not sure why...just feeling that good feelin', ya know? Makes me wanna write corny e-mails to my friends and tell them I love them and stuff. However, I've learned from doing that in the past, that it actually freaks them out coz then they think something is really wrong and/or you're dying or something. lol. I think when I'm done this post I'm gonna do it anyway.
I'm
conjugating verbs. What fun. LOL. Ohev. Ohevet. Ohevim. Ohevot. (?? AM I even right? I have no idea.)
Learning a new language at this point closely resembles teaching an old dog news tricks. *sigh*
I think I can, I think I can, I think I can.....
My brother stopped by my home today, which was nice. We had tea and Halloween candy and talked. :-)
Third Watch is on tonight. Happy day. And then I am having coffee with a friend. Happy Day.
Happy.
I'm not sure if my American readers ever saw any of the "I am Canadian" ad campaigns up here, but they were brilliant. And they were specifically aimed at dispelling American misconceptions of Canadians in a humourous fashion (oh, and to sell beer, of course. another great Canadian pastime). If you don't get any of the references, let me know and I'll help you out. heh.
Joe the Canadian.
Let's just review things. Wednesday? 20C (66F). I was wearing a t-shirt while walking around outside. Thursday? 4C (39F) and our first snow storm. Now, by snow storm I mean we actually had a minimum amount of snow but the high winds blew it around making it LOOK like we had a lot. It's so disappointing. And the winds were pretty bad, bringing down power lines up north and tearing roofs off houses and stuff. Can ya dig it?
But this is how it goes for us in
Toronto at the start of winter....we get some snow, I get excited that it's finally winter and I get to frolic in the snow, and then it melts. Then I pout. Then it snows again, I get excited thinking it's really going to stay this time...and then it melts. It keeps up this cycle until maybe January, when I've finally given up, and then a load of snow is dumped on us, we act all kinds of surprised, and the city comes to a standstill for a day or two while trying to deal with it. Hee. I love it. I love wintery chaos.
I am Canadian, hear me roar!!!!!
So now there's this ever so slight dusting of snow on the ground outside, but it won't stay long. In fact, our winters never get all that exciting here in Toronto. I know this maybe come as a shock to my American readers, but we don't get much snow here. We are on the GOOD side of the lake. Not like poor
Buffalo that gets all that brutal
lake effect snow that buries them every year. Ouch. Sorry about that guys. Even at our worst we really don't get that much snow...but if you go about an hour north of us (to
Barrie), now THERE'S where the snow really starts. But here, thanks to the lake and the warming brought on by
city heat, it's not usally too bad.
Hm. I have a feeling I've just doomed us to a very snowy winter.
hee.
BRING IT!
:-D
Yesterday was not one of my better days.
It started off okay...I merrily drove the 3.5 hours to
Windsor, watching the scenery go by and bopping along to my music in the truck. Now, admittedly, the view along (highway)
401 can be an extremely boring one after a while. It's a long stretch of
fields and
sporadic farms; not much to look at, especially since it all looks the same after an hour or two. However, I grew up in this area, so I kinda enjoy the warm and fuzzy feeling I get while looking at it. And I'm the little nature nut who likes to watch for all the
Red Tailed Hawks that can be seen sitting in the trees along the road, looking over the fields. They are such magnificent creatures, and I get all excited when I spot one. I lost track at about 12 or 13, but needless to say I saw many. It was awesome. In fact at one point I got squealing because I saw one right after another...three in a row in a time span of like, 20 seconds!
Okay, I'm probably boring you....I see that now. lol
I also saw the most spectacular
road kill ever, and I have seen
PLENTY of road kill in my time. Lots of
skunks,
raccoons,
squirrels,
porcupines, and the occasional
deer at the side of the road. But the deer I saw yesterday looked like someone had shoved a stick of
dynamite in it's ribcage and let 'er rip. It was horrifying. In fact, I only knew it was
a deer by the sheer quantity of what was there (and a tail). It was unlike anything I have seen before, and my jaw dropped. Poor thing. :-(
Okay, now I'm telling you more than you need to know.
Moving along!
I ended up spending more time than I wanted to in Windsor, and didn't end up leaving until 6pm. This means an arrival time home of approximately 9:30pm. And it was going fine, except along the way I developed
a migraine so bad that I was ready to apply for my
death certificate. I kept checking in the mirror to see if my brains were bleeding out my eyes like it felt like they were (they weren't. lol). Made for a long terrible drive home. Ever have
a migraine? It's a
headache to end all
headaches. And with the rain reflecting all the
headlights of all the trucks around me and flashes of
lightning.....well let's just say I couldn't get home fast enough. Ow.
Talked to my friend
Melra on the phone for a good portion of the way, which was nice, it kept my mind off stuff. And I like her plenty, so it was good to talk with her. She's a pal.
And let me just ask what the HELL is going on with
the weather???? It was 19C (66F) yesterday.....I was wearing a t-shirt outside, for Pete's sake!!! In November!!! IN CANADA!! lol And
now it's 4C (39F). What the hell is up with THAT?? It's sunny, it's rainy, it's sunny, it's rainy, it's warm, it's freezing, it's warm, it's freezing...
Crazy makin'.
Seems the days events resulted in some
crazy assed dreams for me....
I can't tell you how often blogging makes me late for things...things like WORK.
I woke up at 6:30am this morning, without the assistance of an alarm or any of that. So I thought, PERFECT, I'll get an early start to the day coz I gotta drive alllll the way to
Windsor again, and alllll the way back. I'm not looking forward to it since it totals about
7 friggin' hours of driving. But I thought, good, I'm up early, I'll get an early jump on it, and I can be in Windsor by 11am if I get movin' right now.
But first let me just eat some breakfast and check my e-mail..................dum dee dum dee dum....and really, I should post my dream on my dream blog,
Technicolour Dreams, before I forget the dream, right? Right.
And now it's 7:20am. See what reading the news and blogging can do to a day? Crud.
Anyone wanna go to Windsor with me? Maybe drive a little? I am NOT looking forward to it, especially since all this warm weather lately is supposed to cause some big thunderstorms this afternoon. That'll be a treat to drive in.
Bah humbug.
Whine whine whine.
Anyway,
be good while I'm away...I'll be back....um...well NEVER, it seems.
lol. I'm sure when I get home late tonight I'll come on and regale you with all kinds of tales of adventure.
I'm good like that. :-)
So I said to myself last night while going to bed (or this morning, if you want to get all technical): "Self! You've worked hard today! I'm not going to set my alarm, so that you can sleep in as long as you like!"
Seems like a good plan, no? Yeah, self slept in until
8:02am. Tsk. Way to sleep in. 5 hours of sleep and I feel worse than I did before I went to sleep. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. I feel like hell.
I tried to go back to sleep, but it was too late. Once I gained consciousness I was made aware of my need to use the washroom, and of my grumbling, roaring stomach. Once that happens, there is no going back to sleep.
So screw it, I'm gonna shower and head back into work, what can I do.
Here, I'll leave you with this little present: you can
dissect a frog online, using a virtual frog!! it's the damnedest thing!
Also, much of the world will be pausing for a moment today to remember the men and women that were lost in war. I will remember, and I will make an effort today to be more aware and grateful for the freedoms I have because of those who fought for them; I encourage others to do the same.
Remembrance Day,
Veterans Day, whatever you want to call it. Let us not forget.
"We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields."
Well looky here, it's after 2am and I only just now got home from work. I think it's safe to say I'm feeling a bit bagged at the moment. But talk about fun! Hoo whee! Wouldja like my recipe for such goodtimes? Okay, here goes.
First, get up earlier than necessary and head into the office. Waste a few hours walking around the warehouse barking orders and complaining that you could have been asleep the whole time. Maybe post on your blog a bit to kill time while waiting for your truck to be loaded up.
Second, get in the truck and drive for 3.5 hours to a little town on the Canadian side of the border, called
Windsor. (and yes
Immy, I thought you of you while I was there, and waved to Detroit coz I could see it. if you wanna hook up I'm lucky enough to have to repeat this trip on Wednesday). Once in town go to a
Bay store and waste an hour doing what
should have taken 15 minutes, but thanks to the staff it dragged on.
Third, get in the truck and drive to a
Home Outfitters store. Proceed to spend what feels like the longest hours of your life working and setting up a new display. Slug as much heavy crap as you can, climb many ladders, and try repeatedly to cut yourself open with a boxcutter. Wait until the staff finally kicks you out because they want to go home, and then leave, promising to come back later in the week (all the while, in your head, trying to map some way out of the promise you just made).
Fourth, find food. It has been 9 hours since you ate last, and you now realize you might die before you get food to your mouth. Head to a
Kelsey's and beg the waitress to bring you food as fast as humanly possible. Proceed to inhale food, and then pay bill. When it comes time to leave you realize the last 30 mins of inactivity has caused your body to seize up; you must now nearly crawl back to the truck. Get in, turn it on, and play some loud music to keep you awake. You have 3.5 hours of driving ahead of you, tiger!
Fifth, locate
coffee and gasoline when necessary. Fifty cups of coffee should do it.
Drive home. Post on blog. Have a shower. Go to Bed. Get up at 8am, and start over again.
FUN HUNH??? And now you can try it at home! lol
The best part are the crazy games your eyes start to play on your after about 5 - 6 hours of driving. I mean, on the way THERE it was no problem. I was vaguely awake (though I realize 5 hours of sleep the night before was NOT enough for this journey, but hindsight is 20/20, right?) and it was sunny and beautiful.....I mean I actually saw
DEER in a field at the side of the road, man! Does it GET more Canadian than that? I think not.
But on the way home, all I wanted to do was crawl into a cave to die. So it was long and I was tired and I began
seeing little shadows running across the road....and one tanker truck looked like a big scary face from behind. It freaked me right out.
I think I should go to bed now. lol
And HOW did I know that the shower/bath post would spark such a debate? LOL!! I knew it!!!
Thanks for the commentary, it was nice to come home to.
See you guys in a few hours.....zzzzzzzzzzzzz..
I have found, generally speaking, that people are either bath people or shower people. I like to think that I am almost equally fond of both, depending on the time of year, and time of day. If it's summer, I am almost strictly shower. It's hot, it's sticky, I don't need to add to that. But come winter time, it's a shower in the morning, and very often, a bath at night. Helps me to warm up and relax before going to bed.
Now then. People who are "bath people" are not strictly bath people, for obvious reasons of time constraint. Who the hell has time for a bath in the morning before work?? But "shower people" almost exclusively stick to showers, claiming that baths are filthy and disgusting. I have had people ask me "how can you just sit there in your own filth and dirt?". And I ask them, exactly how filthy ARE you that this is an actual concern?? I mean yeah, I can see not wanting a bath if you are a construction worker fresh off the job, but if you're an office worker or something, who had a shower in the morning, what are you doing during the day that you are so filthy at night??
This being said I know people who will have a quick shower before having a bath to "de-filthify" themselves before having a bath, and I actually know one person who will take a quick shower *after* the bath to rinse off! Maybe I'm just too comfortable with my own dirt, but this seems a little overboard.
A bath is meant to be enjoyed. Savoured. Put in some aromas, or bubble bath, or oil. Let your pores open up, and breath in the nice warm moist air. It's good for ya!! And above all, RELAX. This is an actual problem for people, myself included. My mother can sit and soak in a tub for like, half an hour. I get bored after 10 - 15 minutes. I can stick it out a little longer if I put some kind of
mud masque on, but even then it only buys me another 5 minutes. I sit, I soak, I close my eyes and take some deep breaths. Then I soap down and get out.
And no, I don't feel filthy afterwards, I FEEL CLEAN.
tsk.
Crazy people.
Anyhoo, it's been fun but I have to head out to
Windsor for work, work and more work. Be good kids, and I'll talk to you tomorrow. :-)
I have had the best weekend. Good and bad peppered the last few days, making it an overall rewarding time for me.
I spent some quality time with family and friends. I headed out on a new path investigating a possible congregation, and am happy to report I think we have a fit. It was wonderful. As I stated, I find religion to be a very personal matter, so I will not go into greater detail, but know that I am deeply excited by the connection I have made.
My parents have come home after a week in
Savannah, Georgia and seem happy and re-energized. Tomorrow is my father's birthday, so I look forward to showering him with presents and love, coz my dad
rocks. However, tomorrow will be a long day for me, for I will be going to
Windsor to work all day. It's a fair drive, I think about 4 hours from here, so I'll likely stay overnight.
In other news, my mother has told me that my grandmother has gone out to a protest today, being the fiery 83 year old that she is. Disturbingly, it's against gay marriages. Now, we could ALL get into a large debate on this matter, but I'm not interested. Everyone has their owns feelings on the matter, and that's fine. I'm just annoyed that my grandmother is so bothered by it that she's actually participating in a protest. Just what catastrophic event does she think will occur if two people get married? The end of civilization as we know it? And really, how is it going to affect HER? What does SHE care if a couple want to make it legal and share the same rights as others?
tsk. I'm not even going to go there, it'll get me all fired up and then we'll get an ugly debate going. My basic principle is live and let live; these people did nothing to my grandmother. *sigh* Some generations will never understand. (hey, remember when women weren't allowed to vote? 'nuff said)
On a happier note I got to talk to my friends over in England yesterday. I had sent a package a while back, and I was happy to hear it was extremely well received by their son. I had included
tablets that you drop in the bath water to change the colour, and apparently he is now far more willing than ever to take a bath. LOL! Green water is his favourite.
Anyway, my friends have begun to really settle in now, never an easy feat in a new country. I am looking forward to hopping on a plane next year to see them (and their new baby, due next week!). I will not let oceans separate me from my friends. :-D
How was everyone else's weekend?
Tonight I had someone try and tell me that I should care about
the eclipse because "it's important". This miffed me because at the very same time that this person was telling me this, something more important was going on. I had just gotten a call from a close friend of mine telling me that she had found out that her brother had been diagnosed with terminal cancer and wasn't expected to live long (...and he's so young..). To me, that's a bit more important then a few moons and planets lining up. I am very sad for my friend tonight because I have had cancer take many members of my family, and I know the extremely difficult time that lies ahead for her. I also know there isn't a damn thing I can say or do to make her feel better. I told her I was very sorry to hear the news, and offered whatever help I could. She suggested that I might get her away from things later in the week and go out. I said she just had to name the time and place and I'd be there.
*sigh*
This lead me to be in a bit of mood later in the evening. Then I got a call from one of my guy friends (one of my nerd buddies, we'll call him "Will"), and he noticed that I was a little quiet and asked what was wrong. I said I was ok, and that my mood would pass, not really wanting to get into it. He convinced me to meet up with him for coffee, and so I hopped in the car and met him at the coffee shop. Looking back on it now, it was all a bit strange.....
There we sat discussing my friend's plight, with the moon eclipsing into an odd orange colour in the background giving the whole thing a sad if not eerie feeling. Will then opened up to me about losing his dad ten years ago to AIDS, something I had always wanted to ask him about, but was afraid to dig too much into what can only be a painful topic. We had a long good talk sharing our experiences, and he really opened up and spoke so warmly and fondly of his father. It was very nice, and I only wish I had had the chance to meet his dad. We talked about what it's like to sit bedside with someone while they died, and how hard it can be on everyone. To this day, I am still haunted by the image of watching my aunt literally take
her last breath while I laid a hand on her to let her know I was there. We all were, the whole family circling her bed, and letting her know we were by her side.
But I digress, this isn't about me. The fact of the matter is, what's
important to people is different from person to person. If that one friend feels the eclipse is important, so be it. But tonight my thoughts are for my friend and the difficult road that lay ahead for her. Talking to her tonight and making sure she was okay was more important to me.
Tomorrow will be a new day, and with it new challenges and experiences. I will be checking out a congregation I am considering joining. Never a religious girl, this is a big step and I am feeling very cautious. It's sort of an information session where those interested can come and ask questions and get a feel for them. I am also happy because it's taking place in a highschool....neutral territory so there's no pressure. I like it already.
But like I said, I have steered clear of religion most of my life (having had it forced upon me as a child repelled me greatly) but in the last year I have been on a personal journey that has brought me to a place where I'd like to see what's out there and explore the possibilities. I am excited, because I think this could be a good match, and might not have me running for the hills as most religious institutes have. LOL.
Should be verrrrrry interesting....
Anyway, if you are in a giving mood at the moment,
please give generously.
Feeling pretty good today. I had an AWESOME time last night. I had my brother and his girlfriend over for dinner, and we had a fabulous time. I made a pretty darn good dinner, and we ate, laughed and chatted the night away. I must say I am pleasantly surprised at how very much I enjoyed it. It was great. *grin*
We finished the night by gathering around my computer and watching some
Homestar Runner cartoons and laughing our asses off. I highly recommend you check them out.
Now then, on a completely unrelated note I want to mention the t.v. show "
Cops". I was watching an episode the other night and was amazed at how ridiculous this episode was, yet was made out to be the coolest ever. When I first flipped to the channel I could tell that the cops had set up some kind of sting operation, usually involving a cop in a motel room posing to be a drug dealer, or a lady cop pretending to be a hooker. Cool shit, right? They just spend all night reeling in drug addicts and desperate "johns" looking to get laid (yeah, real cool THAT is. *sigh*). However, in this particular instance the sting involved the cops leaving a BICYCLE out and waiting for people to steal it. No lie folks, and they were taking it just a *tad* too seriously. They would prop this damn bicycle (
a nice one, of course) up against a wall and hang back and wait for some fool to come along and nab it. Then the lead cop would radio all the other cops when the bait was taken and they'd all go running in, sometimes with GUNS DRAWN, and tackle the poor sap for stealing the bike. I could not BELIEVE I was watching this. Are they for real?? All this over a BIKE?? Well thank god they are putting away those hardened criminals and getting them off the streets before more bikes are stolen. lol.
What gripping episode of cops. Thank GOD they are there to protect us; I felt safer knowing someone is looking out for my bike.
Am I the only one that sees how absurd this is? Aren't there some real criminals out there that they could be chasing??
I'm in a happy mood today. Things just kinda went my way, ya know? Doesn't happen too often, so I must revel in the moment.
I went for
dim sum with a good friend of mine (we'll call her....Hannah), which was fun coz I haven't seen her in a month or so. It's bizarre how someone can be just 10 minutes down the road, but you never find time to hook up. Silly. So we had lunch, and this has made me happy. I think we also did well to amuse the restaurant workers. Watching two confused caucasian girls trying to order food that they don't know the name of in a Chinese restaurant, where the waiters english is passable at best. Fun for all. lol! "Yeah...do you have any of ..those....uh...white rice...noodles...things...they wrap around some kinda....uh...meat. And there's some sort of....sauce on ...top."
Yup. But we managed and it was TASTY!
Then on my way home I got a call that I don't have to go to
Ottawa next week afterall. Whew, this makes me VERY happy. Apparently my presence is no longer required, which now leaves me able to go to class on Tueday and watch my shows on Thursday! YAY!!! And no cold unhappy trip to
Ottawa. Double yay!
So
Betty Crocker and I are whipping up a
cake right now, to go along with the dinner I'm making for my brother and his girlfriend tonight (we'll call them Brad and Faye). Should be nice, I think dinner is gonna be yummy. And what could be better than a little bonding time with my brother? My mom will nearly weep when she hears that we did this....it just warms her heart, this kind of thing. *shrug* Whatever makes her happy. lol
(I mean come on mom....we stopped beating each other up years ago. LOL)
It's a good Friday for me, hope it has been for you guys too.
Want some cake? (chocolate marble!)
Hoo wee....I just had me a crazy cleaning fit. It started off as a "maybe I should clean the floors since I'm having company over tomorrow night" into a full blown cleaning frenzy. Sometimes I get into it, what can I say? Cleaning supplies can really inspire me. I love them.
A funny thing; a few months back I decided I was going to stop being messy. Just stop. Stop letting clutter take over, and stop allowing my home to get so messy that I wouldn't ever want someone to show up unexpectedly. Now I'm not talking maniacal cleaning, just frequent maintenance. It started with me going through every junk drawer, every corner and every closet, and chucking out all the crap that I was keeping for no reason. I was militant about getting rid of clutter and finding a place for the stuff I decided to keep. My theory was that if I had an actual place for everything, there's no reason why I should collect clutter again, because nothing should be sitting out. Everything gets a home. Also, I have become tough on crap that seeps into my home. Anything from junkmail and flyers to boxes left over from presents or pizza, or whatever.
Remarkably I have actually been able to keep up with this, I am DAMN proud to say. The only area that tends to clutter up from time to time is around my computer, but even then I make sure I crack down before it gets out of control. And I friggin'
love my clean home, it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. My only weaknesses seem to be dusting and floor cleaning. Who the hell wants to dust every little knick knack on a bookshelf?? And really, do the floors need to be cleaned EVERY week? LOL!! But otherwise, it's always neat, including dishes. *gasp* Does this mean I'm a grown up now!?!
Crap.
Anyway, the floor cleaning was strictly for my brother's benefit. I have invited him, along with his girlfriend, over for dinner tomorrow night. Should be interesting....do you have any idea how often I actually cook? lol I'll do my best not to poison him. Also, I think Betty Crocker and I will make a cake tonight......she always helps make a good dinner.
And after that.......
SURVIVOR !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Princess Blondie and I will be glued to the tv between 8 -9pm. I can't wait, tonight is gonna be so good!!!!!!!
And what the shit? Nobody had anything to say about the new Matrix?
tsk.
Why oh why do movie makers need to take a perfectly good concept and drive it into the ground with sequels? WHY??
Do you have any idea what I would give to have the hands of time turned back so that
George Lucas could perhaps rethink and nix his plans for those bloody awful Star Wars
prequels he did? The classic three are good, I love them all (it took me some time to come to terms with the
Ewoks, but I'm okay with them now). But then he had to make those god awful "
prequels" and he made me wanna cry for destroying something so near and dear to my heart (do NOT even get me started on
Jar Jar Binks). Same with
Alien. Loved the first two movies, and I only WISH they had quit while they were ahead. But oh no, they had to go on and make
two more crappy films to really ruin it for me. Must greed force people to make bad movies!? Do I NEED to even talk about
Police Academy 7??
I think you can see where I'm going with this and
the latest Matrix movie, right? *sigh*
I think it's safe to say I'm in the majority when I say that
the second one seriously paled in comparision to
the first. Well folks, strap in, coz the shitmobile is about to take you for another ride.
In it's defense, I was pleased to see that some of the mistakes made in
the second film didn't occur again in the third; the length of the fight scenes were within reason (unlike the exhausting
Neo vs. multiple Agent Smith's fight). This is good, coz all that fight served was to offer a break to go to the washroom. Also, the effects were much more believable...unlike a certain fight scene between the protagonist and an agent x 1,000 in the previous movie. All this was a welcome step up.
But what I missed the most was the brilliant dialogue from the first film; that and the subtle humour. Remember the window washing scene when Mr. Anderson was getting a lecture from his boss? Brilliant. As was the rest of the dialogue with it's clever little
quips.
Not only was that
missing from the second and third film, but by this last one it had been
replaced with the most painfully CHEESY dialogue I have heard since
Spider-Man. To quote my friend as we were leaving the theatre tonight: "Well, I woulda brought a bottle of wine had I known there'd be so much
cheese!"
Oh....OH...it hurt me right to my soul. If it's one thing I can't abide by, it's bad dialogue, especially horrific one liners (aren't YOU sick of hearing "I'll be back" out of Arnie's mouth?? yeah well good luck California, YOU voted him in!)
I can't even talk about this right now. I need to stew in it a bit.
Am I alone? Did anyone else see it? Help me see the good in this film, PLEASE.
(and you can ALL thank me for not putting any spoilers in this rant, despite my anger for the
Wachowski Brothers)
I'm feeling a bit guilty and I haven't even done it yet.
I have plans this evening to see the
Matrix with my geek friends....my fabulous boys that do
all the nerdy toy/comics shows with me. We do all the geek stuff together, it's an understood fact. And of course we saw
the second Matrix movie together opening night, and we are set to see it together tonight as well.
But. I am planning to sneak in an early viewing of the new one in an hour or two. See, I love the
Matrix very very much. When the first one came out, my then best friend and I loved it beyond words. We GOT it. There were so many levels to it beyond just the pretty special effects. There were references to Zion and Nebuchadnezzar that we got, and other people just thought were names. And the implications! I mean what IF we were all in just some sort of dream world??
Anyway, we became Matrix snobs, never caring to discuss it with people who didn't "get it". lol. We loved it and watched it lots. We geeked out over it, and we didn't care what anyone thought.
That friend is now no longer in my life, and I haven't found someone who loves the movie on the same level. I had to watch the last one opening night without her there to discuss it with me, and I'll have to do it today too. And as much as I love my guy friends, if I have to hear them talk afterwards about how cool it was when
Neo kicked
Agent Smith's ass, missing whatever deeper undertones happened in the movie, I might get seriously annoyed. So I am going to go sneak in an early viewing so I can sit alone and take it in without the laughter and hijinx of my buddies distracting me. I know, I know, it sounds like I'm taking this too seriously, but I'm doing this for both
my good
and theirs. This will allow me to be a little more easy going tonight when I see it with them, and I won't be a
killjoy barking at them to shut up.
See? It's a good plan, no? So how come I feel guilty? :-/
Screw it. I'm going. }:-D
UPDATE: saw it. good thing I'm seeing it again. need time to process and decide my feelings on it. not too sure how I feel about it..... anyone else see it yet?
Okay, please, for the love of god people, if you are going to pick your nose can you at least wait until you are in private?? If I see one more
man picking his nose while driving I might vomit. The guy was lucky I was eating otherwise I woulda whipped out my digital camera and taken a pic. I was
unlucky that I was eating because upon seing this man dig for gold I had a hard time choking down my mini
Oh Henry bar. Bah. Why is it you never see
women picking their noses? Why is it always men?? This guy was a
UPS worker too.......mmm-mm....handle those packages plenty before you deliver them, big guy!
And I am sick and tired of people whining about the violence in the movie
Kill Bill. Are you trying to tell me you had NO idea what it was going to be like before you saw it? You didn't hear all the critics talking about it?? Have you not seen a
Quentin Tarantino film before (ie, the very very violent "
Reservoir Dogs" or "
Pulp Fiction")?? Folks, if you don't like violent and bloody movies DON'T GO SEE IT. Okay? Just don't, and then spare us all from hearing you complain later. I don't go to see
Finding Nemo and then say I hate animated movies, now do I? tsk. Really now, people.
Why oh why didn't my mom nag me more about my
bad posture when I was growing up?? Now it's terrible, and try as I may to
correct the problem, I still hunch over like an
old lady. When I had my last physical the nurse was measuring my height and said "Okay...so you're 5'2".." Shocked I quickly said "No!!! No no...no I'm not, I'm 5'3", I was slouching, measure again, you'll see!! I wasn't standing up straight!!". I was like, *seriously* distraught over that one inch, as if it really made a difference. LOL. When you're short, every inch counts, baby!
*sigh*
The third Matrix movie comes out tomorrow. I am both excited and dreading it. I loved the first one. LOVED IT. Watched it more times than any human ever should, and could apply The Matrix to any real life situation or problem (coz I'm a geek, and geeks do that, okay!). It was a brilliant movie, and different than anything else out there; many have copied it since, but we all know copies are never as good as the original.
The second installment however, left a little to be desired. But I am a die-hard fan, so I got the dvd anyway, and was willing to overlook some of the issues I had with it.
This third one, therefore, has me worried. The series ends here, so it had better end well. I have seen some things in
the trailer that already have me cringing, so I have my doubts. I had a friend tell me I should try and be more positive...maybe it won't be so bad, she said. I said no no, this having low expectations plan has really been working out for me. When I walk into a movie with low expectations it can only meet or beat my expectations, it can't get any lower. And much of the time I end up liking the movie because I was expecting or demanding very little of it. I'm hoping it applies this time.
*fingers crossed* I hope it's good.
My body has been in rapture the last few days. Ever since I got myself
a truckload of groceries on Saturday I have been eating like a normal human being again. This includes real fruits and real vegetables. Mmm....I love fruits and veggies. I really missed having them around. To top it off I went and got even MORE groceries today; stuff I couldn't find
online or wanted to pick out myself (like chicken and beef cuts). So my grand total has been $200 on food. Booyah! For one tiny little single woman, that's a pretty impressive amount, if I do say so myself. :-) It's funny....there seems to be a connection I've noticed; when I eat good food, I FEEL good. HMMMMMMMMM.....could mom be right?!? lol
Of course the flipside to all this is the left over Halloween candy. Every store that had some is now selling it off at 50%. This is a problem. This resulted in me buying
5 bags of the
mini 2-packs of Chiclets. That comes to....let's see...180 mini packs of gum. They were 75 cents each, how could I NOT buy a whole bunch!?!? I gave a bag to
Princess Blondie's boyfriend (my neighbours across the hall from me), and I can safely say I will have polished off a bag of them myself by the end of the night (negating the very healthy dinner I had). And fifty bucks says I'll stop buy
the grocery store tomorrow and pick up more. I have no will power, I'm the first to admit it.
On top of that, everytime I go to someone's house they give me some of THEIR left over candy too. This has happened 3 times now. Once again, a lack of self control has me saying "sure I'd love some!" everytime I'm offered. I left one friends house today with a whole bag of candy.
And as a side note, can I ask who the HELL eats
candy corn!?!?
Actual conversation between my mother and the woman at the car rental place, in
Savannah, Georgia:
car rental lady, in a thick southern
drawl: "So, y'all excited about Thanksgiving?"
mom: "Actually we're Canadian, we've already had our Thanksgiving."
rental lady: "Y'all celebrate your Thanksgiving on a different day??"
mom: "Yes, we celebrate ours in October"
(I applaud my mother for not saying something akin to "yes, that's right, the world does NOT revolve around American holidays, contrary to popular belief. No offense to my American readers, just the ignorant ones)
rental genius: "Really?? ...... (long pause) ......."What about Christmas?"
Yes ladies and gentlemen, a true story. This woman actually thought there was a chance that Canadians celebrate Christmas on a different day (we're just so backwards, aren't we??). lol
Next lesson for her: Amazingly,
not everyone celebrates Christmas! Wrap your head around that one, sugah!
Okay, I've calmed down now. I was getting really strung out over that dumb poll (see previous post) but I'm in my happy place again. I went out with a friend and hung out for the night, and I came back to see that
Smooth Stone has provided me with some links on the matter, so I'm okay again. Whew.
What can I say, ignorance really pisses me off sometimes.
Anyway, as you may or may not know I went out with my buddies to a
toy show this afternoon. It was great fun, as always. My friends are awesome, and alway ensure that I have a great time. If you haven't cut loose before and let out your inner child at a toy show, I *highly* suggest you do. It's good for the soul (especially if the experience is shared with like-minded nerds).
And now I'm sitting here wondering....when am I gonna get tired? I've been up since friggin' 4:30am and now it's getting late, and I'm not tired anymore. I WAS tired, and was going to have a nap, but then I got chatting on icq and before I knew it, I missed naptime. And now I've pushed through the tired stage and I'm into my second wind, and don't feel like sleeping. This is not good. Maybe I'll have a bath and put in some
lavender baby bath in the tub with me; hey, if it calms fussy babies it's gotta be good stuff! Have you tried it??? The stuff is great. Don't knock it till ya try it!
Maybe I'll do some reading...that always puts me to sleep too.
What about you guys....what do you do to get to sleep?
This is making me so mad I could...I.......grrr.....
Ok. If I asked you who's the biggest threat to world peace, who would you say?
Iraq? Afghanistan? North Korea?
According to a recent poll 59% of Europeans picked Israel.
ISRAEL. Not North Korea with it's looming nuclear program...
Israel.
In fact here are the rankings, in order of threat level, according to Europeans:
1. Israel
2. Iran
3. North Korea
4. Afghanistan
5. Iraq
6. The United States
Words escape me. Go read
Allison, or
Smooth Stone for more on this insanity. I need to go to my happy place and calm down.
I must really love my parents. It's 4:30am and I am up early in order to drive them to the airport so they can head off on a vacation to
Savannah, Georgia. Actually, I'm glad they're going coz if anyone needs a vacation it's my decidely overworked father. If the man isn't forced to relax he's going to collapse soon. He works far too hard.
The pisser about being up this early is that by the time I get back home I won't have much time to go back to sleep before I have to get up again. My friends and I are geeking it out today, and heading to a
toy show. Generally we go super early as well, since going later means missing all the good stuff/deals. So really, there won't be time to sleep in between the two events...I'm gonna be one tired little girl by this afternoon. That's okay, it's all for a good cause. LOL.
what are YOU guys doing for fun today?
Well, despite a craptacular night's sleep, I have recovered and managed to have an awesome day.
I went with my mother to look at a new condo unit being build down the street to see if I wanted to buy one. My mother is on crack if she thinks I can possibly afford to buy. But it was a fun outing anyway and we went to
Swiss Chalet afterwards. I friggin' LOVE that restaurant, just so's you know. After that I went and bought the dvd
28 Days Later. eek!!! Zombies!! I can't wait. I watched it in the theatre, and I can't wait to watch it again. It scared the crap outta me, and with 3 alternate endings I scare myself again and again! lol
And I am very proud to say that I am now at one with
my new fridge. I organized it this afternoon in anticipation of getting my groceries, and found that I actually like the set up for the most part. I hate having to get the milk pitcher from the middle shelf, but I'm sure I can get over it. In fact, the fridge is really quite large, and I'm pretty happy with how I've got things set up in there. Am I the only one that gets exciting by organization? lol
And to top things off I got my groceries
delivered and I am a very very happy girl. Tidy home, shiny new fridge, and food aplenty! This is all good and good.
Oh! And one of the best purchases I made in this batch of groceries? My
Deluxe Kitchen Double Swivel Faucet Aerator! The tap in my kitchen sink has been driving me CRAZY for years now because it's awkward and hard to rinse large items. NOW I finally can. ha HA! I installed that puppy myself, and I am damn excited about this little gadget.
Hm...perhaps a little too excited, I see that now. Hey, I'm tired, whattya want from me?? tsk.
I'm gonna go make myself something to eat...coz I have food now! FOOD!
Ah yes, I am finally home from my night of fun and frolic. It's 3am and I am basking in the Halloween afterglow. What a wicked-fun night! I just wanna say that I love my friends, I really do. What a great time....I can't remember when I've laughed so hard. And you know it's a good evening when it ends with me chasing one of my friends down the street, and he has no shirt on. And would you believe none of us had a drop to drink all night? Makes it tough to explain the running shirtless through the street....I'll leave it to your imagination. It's a good thing it was warm out today! haha...
So I got together with my 3 boys and off in our costumes we went. I was actually pretty happy with my
Trinity costume. I had the perfect jacket, and I did some cool makeup, and I was lookin' kinda hot, if I do say so myself! So the three of us headed into downtown
Toronto looking for adventure, and maybe a little trouble. We saw the movie
Alien on the big screen, which was super amazing; I really wish they would re-release more old movies on the big screen. Superb movie. Always has been, always will be.
Then the four of us decided to go on a little walkabout, hitting the main drag through Toronto. And well...let's just say the freaks come out at night, especially on Halloween. It was SO MUCH FUN!! The streets were FILLED with people walking around (and this is about 12:30am), making
Queen St look like a street party! It was a blast walking around and seeing all the costumes and stuff. We walked down to the
Velvet Underground, but upon seeing the massive lineup decided not to bother waiting. We rather enjoyed walking around, so we resumed that activity. We walked and we walked until we couldn't walk anymore. Then we went back to a friends house, hung around on the street like a buncha
hoodlums, I pet a stray cat that was walking around (she was gorgeous and had the most deliciously soft fur...her owner takes amazing care of her), and then chased my shirtless friend down the street.
What more can I ask for??? lol *grin* I love my homies.
*sigh* That's good, I really needed that coz my day went to hell, with work stressing me pretty bad.
But all that is a distant memory now. :-)
I gotta get up early in the morning, I have an appointment to see a condo. That's right, I'm gonna see one as IF I could ever possibly afford it. lol. Dare to dream, baby!!!!!!!
Sleep time for me. Hope you all had fun tonight!
First of all, HAPPY HALLOWEEN to everybody. If you don't do Halloween where you are, feel free to read about it
here if you are interested. :-)
My plans for tonight seem scattered. I'm getting together with three of my guy friends, this much I know. Will I be in costume? Looks doubtful. I might decide at the last minute to be
Trinity (from
The Matrix, for those living under a rock), but that's such a cop-out. I would only be doing it because the guys will be in costume and I'd feel like an idiot being the only one who is NOT sporting one. As Trinity I could pull together a half-assed costume that would be passable, but not great. It will suffice. And with
the third movie coming out next week, it seems appropriate. I just hate the idea of running into a million other Trinity's out there, which I will, and whose costumes will no doubt look better than mine making me really realize what a half-assed effort I put into mine. LOL. Ah well, who cares. As long as I go out and have fun with da boys. :-D Looks like we are going to see the re-release of
Alien and then go to the
Velvet Underground afterwards for a little dancing and music. Should be fun. Oh, and it doesn't hurt that the temperature supposed to reach a whopping 20C (68F) here today!!! What a great night it'll be for Halloween!!!!!!!
In other news, I just spent...oh...I guess maybe 45 minutes on
Grocery Gateway putting in my giant grocery order. What can I say, it's going to be a huge order and I didn't feel like carrying in a million groceries in all by myself. I spent a whopping $154! That's what happens when you don't buy groceries for two months because you're waiting for a new fridge. So I'm pretty excited about getting some fresh food in my house and into my deprived body. With work draining me lately, it couldn't come at a better time. The groceries are getting delivered to my door between 1-2:30pm tomorrow. Woohoo!! :-D
Off to work, you kids have fun today!!!
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...............what a long day. I came home a little grumpy and resisted the urge to put up a surly post. Instead I ordered pizza, had a nice hot bath, and went across the hall to
Princess Blondie's place and watched the best episode of
Survivor ever. Holy wow! Princess Blondie and I were squealing and yelling at the t.v. all throughout the show. It was awesome. *grin*
I haven't been this far into a Survivor series since the first one....it's been pretty good. I'm not sure if it's because I'm in a pool or because of Princess Blondie (likely both) but it's been a very enjoyable season. Great fun. :-D
All that helped take my mind off the fact that I hate
my new fridge. I don't wanna whine too much because hey, it's not everyday ya get a new fridge, right? I shouldn't bitch, I should just appreciate it and be happy, especially considering how much I hated the last fridge. So! I won't crab about it, I'll just smile and thank my (stupid-idiot-jerk) landlord for the new fridge. And instead of saying I despise it I will say that I just need to get used to it, and in time I will love it. :-) Hey, at least I won't be awakened at 3am by it! (hurray! I can finally sleep with my bedroom door open again!) I have a super giant grocery trip planned for Saturday.....finally a day off, and finally I can splurge on groceries and load up my home again. ~bliss~ Happy happy!! Finally...I get to eat FRESH fruits and vegetables. This is exciting. My body will thank me. LOL. I think I'm all pizza-ed out.
Anyway, I gotta watch
E.R. and
hit the hay. I am absolutely exhausted......I'll be lucky if I even make it through the show. I might tape it.
Y'all have a good night.
Is there ANYTHING better than getting up at 5:30am? A poke in the eye? A stubbed toe? Gargling shards of glass?
lol. Ah who are we kidding...I LOVE it. :-P
I'm gonna be working my duff off all day in
Scarborough today, so you will all just have to entertain yourselves in my absence. I think you can manage. Maybe check out the other blogs in my blogroll.
Today should be good....I get to hang out with
Princess Blondie and watch
Survivor, AND I get a new fridge today!!!!
yee-ha!
Well, I did it. I cut my hair off. It's short.....
real short. And having had this before I remember now how much I love it. *glee* Oh the freedom of not having to spend all that time on it in the morning. I can't wait! And the timing couldn't be better, since I'm back into the getting-up-at-5:30am schedule tomorrow. Actually, it's because of that hectic schedule that I've decided to do it now. Well....that and
Princess Blondie convinced me to do it. I have made it her official job to reassure me I look pretty on those days when my femininity might be feeling a little challenged. If it's one thing I've learned from having short hair before, it's that men almost always tie a woman's femininity to how long her hair is. They almost always prefer a woman with long hair. What about
Winona Ryder? Or
Demi Moore? or
Sharon Stone?
Well whatever, you get the point. Personally, I like having short hair coz it's easy to maintain and I think it more matches my fiery/spunky disposition. :-)
On to other things. Let's talk about the latest
Harry Potter book. I just finished reading it last night, and I must say....as much as I love Ms. Rowling's writing style (she is truly gifted) I just didn't find this book hooked me like the first 3. I found this with the book before this one as well. Now, I don't know if it has anything to do with the length of the books (the last two were both much longer than the first three), but I just didn't get the same feeling about them. I found the ending to be a little on the anti-climatic side. :-/ But I would still recommend it coz I loved it anyway. As I said, the writing is amazing and I often laugh at loud; it's funny and brilliantly written. I hope this gets the next generation into reading more. If you haven't gotten into the series, I suggest you give it a try.
And tomorrow...I get my new fridge!!!! woot woot!!
I just spent a ridiculous amount of time on my other blog (my dream journal), putting up a post on my wacky dream last night. If you haven't been to my other page, go have a peek:
Technicolour Dreams
Anyway, let's talk about shipping stuff overseas. This has become a common place thing with me, since it seems my friends all move away over time (do I smell??). First it was a lot of shipping overseas to Israel; I dare not even share with you folks how much I blew on that. Now it's shipping over to England. On Monday I took a somewhat large box into the post office to send to my friend
Gnat. I was aware that the size of the box would cost me a little extra, but due to the nature of the contents, it was actually quite light. The nice lady put my box on the scale, weighed it, measured the dimensions of the box, and did some calculations on the computer. I was told that it would be $93 by air, $30 or so by ground (but it would take 6-8 weeks). To say that my jaw dropped would be an extreme understatement. I have done plenty of overseas shipping, I usually have a pretty good idea how much it will cost.
Not this time. After picking my jaw up off the counter I think I muttered some incredulous comment like "You have to be shitting me!". I'm sure she appreciated that. Dumbfounded, I stared at her for a moment, and she offered me a word of advice; cut the box open and take out one item. The weight was just
0.638 kg over the weight limit for the lower price range (that would be just over one pound for my American readers). She said it would then only cost me $35 to send it by air instead of $93. Now I was really stunned. "You mean to tell me that
that little tiny amount of weight makes a difference of nearly SIXTY friggin' dollars?!!". She just patiently nodded. I continued to stand there like an idiot, stunned by this bit of lunacy. No wonder postal workers go crazy and shoot up the place, this was insanity at it's best. Finally getting over the feeling of getting socked in the stomach I said "fine...well...I guess that's what I'll do....".
Now I am just furious that I'm going to have to choose something to take out; I was quite excited about all the items in there (all toys for my friend's son). "Do you have a knife or something I can cut it open with?" I ask innocently. "Ha! A knife!" snickers another postal worker in the background. Wtf? Am I standing in an airport proposing to take a box cutter on the plane?? I mean I'm angry, but I'm not gonna go brandishing a knife in the postal office demanding a lower rate, for the love of God. The nice lady gave me a pair of
kiddie scissors, and I hacked the box open. At this point I am in the depths of despair about having to take something out. I pull one item out and toss it on the scale. Not enough. "Crap", I mutter. I put it back in and pull out the coolest (and heaviest) toy in there; it is almost the perfect amount, just slightly more than necessary. "Perfect" says the lady. "Yeah" I mutter. Perfect in that not-at-all perfect way. She tapes it back up for me (not nearly as well as the wonderful job I did, but I'm hardly in a position to be picky at this point, am I?) and I pay her the $35 + tax. I thank her for all her help and I walk out of the post office with
a toy under my arm that's just gonna have to go in the next package.
*pout* I was NOT a happy camper.
And with that I really must go to work. Have a good day everyone!
Class was good, thanks for asking. I felt less grumpy once I left, though perhaps still feeling like I will never speak in anything BUT english. Today we learned to say "I like living in the city of Toronto". lol. Great, that'll help me in everyday life.
Ah well, gotta start somewhere, right? PATIENCE.....I need me somma that.
I also went for that walk before class which helped. It's nice and cool right now with just a light sprinkling of rain. Felt good to walk around and get some fresh air. I got hung up talking to my landlord when I was leaving....he felt the need to explain his landscaping plans for the front yard. Have I mentioned he's completely insane? That coupled with the fact that he has far too much time on his hands; that's a dangerous combo.
Anyway, I went up to the bookstore, but didn't really find anything I wanted. That's ok, it still gives me a good strolling destination, and since it's a used bookstore, new stock will always be coming in, so I'll keep checking in.
After class tonight I went to my friend
Melra's house. We sat and chatted all night. She's a teacher, so I get to hear crazy stories all the time. Makes me glad I'm not a teacher, and makes me think teachers are very special (crazy) to do what they do.
Go hug a teacher tomorrow. Show him/her some appreciation.
I'm getting grumpy doing my homework for school tonight. I came on to share this little bit of advice with my readers: if you're going to attempt to learn a language (especially one
completely foreign to the one you grew up with), be sure to do so before you get too old, making it almost impossibly difficult to do so. I know 29 doesn't seem that old, but suddenly I feel like an old dog trying to learn a new trick. I have a poor memory, and even worse linguistic skills; I was not cut out for this kind of learning, but for whatever reason I am driven to do it like a
lemming to a cliff.
I'll tell ya what my problem is....I have a need for immediate gratification, coupled with the absurd need for perfection. What this means is, I wish to speak the language NOW, and FLAWLESSSLY. You can see where this might lead to difficulty, and more importantly, frustration. I must learn patience (hmmmm...I think I've been told that before...).
On top of that my effin' fridge won't shut the hell up. TWO more days to a new
fridge. I can't frikkin' wait.
I think what I need right now is a little exercise. I'm gonna walk up the street to the used book store and see what they have. :-)
I just called my grandma to tell her about
the dream I had in which she beat my sorry ass in a race around a swimming pool. She was greatly amused by the notion. :-)
Btw, I forgot to mention something. The other day when I was out with my friend
Melra, we went to a pub. And in this pub the only thing they had resembling dessert was
a deep fried Mars bar. (for those not familiar with what a Mars bar is, let alone a deep fried one, click
here) So, feeling the need to justify my 3 hour stay since I never order booze, I decided to buy this deep fried Mars bar. I tried not to listen to my arteries as they clogged up just thinking about eating such a food item, nor did I consider the huge calorie intake I was about to ingest.
Soon enough the waitress brought around this huge plate, with this rather phallic looking fried Mars bar, and MOUNDS of vanilla ice cream and whipped cream. I thought I was going to be sick just looking at it, especially since I had just eaten dinner and I am by no means a big eater.
Folks, let me just say.....it was heaven. I had no idea. Melra just watched and drooled, living vicariously through my gorging. The chocolate inside the batter coating was all melted, and creamy smooth. *divine* It was surprisingly good, and I will do my best to refrain from eating it on a regular basis. No problem, I think one could get sick of it quickly. Find a place near you and try it. Just ONCE!
I got something strange in the mail yesterday. A sample of a
Mr. Clean Magic Eraser. I had seen ads for this, and thought it was a ridiculous product. I have since slightly altered my opinion, as I gave it a quick run around my bathtub. Now, I haven't given it a full test run yet, but the results thus far have been surprisingly promising. I had this brutal dark soap scum crud on my tub that never wants to come off, despite use of bleach and other such super-cleaners. It looks like Mr. Clean might be the answer. The texture of this eraser is very odd. I have no idea what it's made out of, but when you squeeze the foam it doesn't rise back up. So when you use it, it squishes right down and sometimes I put my finger right through the damn thing it gets so thin. Very strange, and I'm not sure about it. (the site says: "First, you wet the eraser with water and then squeeze out the excess. It should be a little damp for use. Remember, this is an eraser—not a sponge—excess water is squeezed out so that it doesn't end up on other surfaces.") Anyway, if you're interested click
the link for more info...and you can request a sample!
Here's a site for you to check out:
Cliche Kitty. "Every time you masturbate god kills a kitten ... please think of the kittens". LOL!
Don't bother spamming/flaming me just because you don't have a sense of humour. It's a funny site!!
Oh look out...I'm in a wickedly good mood. Booyah!
The why's of such things are not important.
I had lunch with
Princess Blondie today, over in her apartment (across the hall from me). It was an enjoyable afternoon interlude, punctuated by Blondie pulling a wonderfully bone-headed move. She stuck the wrong key in her door when locking up her apartment and managed to get it good and jammed in there. Heh. She had to call the landlord to come by and put in a new lock. LOL. You can read her own version if you are at all interested, over on
her journal.
And because we just can't stop having fun, fun, fun, we went out tonight too (along with her beau...we'll call him..Uno. Yes, like the popular
card game). The best stop on our adventures this evening? Wal-Mart. Oh how I love
Wal-Mart...the land of milk and honey. It's always fun until the kids start screaming.
Anyway, I leave you with this little parting tip: Listen to more
Bobby Darin. Start with
Mack the Knife,
Beyond the Sea, and
Clementine. Repeat as necessary to achieve good mood. *grin*
I think I'm gonna cut all my hair off again. It's really not that long right now by any stretch, but I want it SHORT. I've had it that way before and I really miss the convenience of it. And I think I look pretty cute with short hair. This is all my friend's fault;
Princess Blondie had me convinced a week or two ago to do it, and it's all I've been thinking about. Wouldn't it be nice to NOT spend 15-20 minutes on my hair every day?? Short hair is awesome...no hair dryer needed. And with work being so hectic now it would be really nice to get that time back in the morning. :-/ The thing is, I just got a hair cut a couple of weeks ago, so it irks me to spend the money on another haircut. I dunno, we'll see. But I think I will. :-D
So....it doesn't seem like the Iraqis are too happy about being liberated now do they? Shootings and bombings everyday.. including
over 30 deaths today. It really makes me sad. For insight I suggest you read
Salam Pax's blog; he's a young Iraqi gentleman who has been blogging for quite some time now. It was incredibly moving to read his entries throughout the war. Go read and educate yourself.
First of all, let me just say that
The Life Of David Gale was a fantastic movie. Loved it, highly recommend it.
Comedian was ok too, but you gotta really be in the mood for a comedy based documentary (not that that sort of thing comes up too often). After watching the movies it was 1am and I decided to head out and drop the movies off so I could sleep in and not have to worry about returning them by 10am this morning. While I was out I got myself some
banana milk, coz I love it so, and I had a craving for it. Mmmmmmilk. Tasty. I had it with cookies that I baked. Now when I say baked, I mean that
Pillsbury made the dough, cut them into little rounds lumps, and I merely took them out of the package and put them on a cookies sheet, and baked them for 12 minutes. LOL. When I first saw this, I thought that only the laziest of jerks would buy such a product. I mean come on, at least buy
the pre-made dough and just cut it into the round hunks to bake, how lazy do you have to be to have them
PREsliced for you?? Yet there I was grabbing them a week or so back when I was just picking up a few groceries and saw them in the dairy section. As it turns out, these are the best things ever invented. First of all, they come in a resealable package, so I just take out 3 or 4 at a time and bake them. That way I have myself FRESH baked cookies, everytime I feel like having cookies! Who doesn't love hot chocolate chip cookies?? Damn right. Also, the expiry date is so far in the future it's a joke, coz they'll never last that long. But it's nice that I have that option. And we won't think about what kind of crazy preservatives they must put in it to accomplish that extended expiry date. Anyway, I once knocked them, now I suggest trying them.
And speaking of refrigeration...you all may recall my ongoing feud with my landlord over my
fridge. Well earlier this week I had left a bitter message on his answering machine telling him it's been two months and I was fed up. Then I opened my freezer door so he could hear the damn thing on his answering machine. Again folks, I can't make you understand how loud it was. I yelled at him saying it was an embarrassment that I had a friend stay with me earlier in the week and she couldn't sleep for the sound of it, since she was sleeping on my
pull-out couch in the next room. (I left out the part where, at 1am, I jammed a pen in the fan to stop it from spinning and then yanked the propeller of the fan out so it would stop making that hideous noise, but do a lesser job of keeping my fridge cold. I decided my friend's sleep was more important)
ANYWAY, the point is that he called me last night and I am getting a new fridge delivered on Thursday. Hurray!! I can finally buy some food and fill up my fridge again!!! Happy happy. My dumbass landlord said on the phone to me that I didn't have to get upset and leave such an angry message on his phone. I said yes I did, and it's not like I got that way overnight...that was two months in the making. And hey, it worked didn't it? I can't wait. eek!! :-D
I just me a nap. Had I not made myself get up I think I could have slept through the whole night, I'm pretty tired. But I made myself get up coz the nap was an hour and half and that's enough; coz if I tried to sleep through the night I might be really screwed and wake up at 3 or 4am. That would be bad, especially with the
clocks going back tonight (for which I am always eternally grateful). Also, I have a couple of movies I have to watch and get back to
Blockbuster by 10 am tomorrow.
Today at work things were a little wiggy. Two of the guys at the office completely blew up at each other and had a screaming match for half an hour. Tensions are high right now coz things are busy and we're all very tired and over worked. They finally both vented what they needed to say, and we moved on, but the air was thick with tension for the rest of that day. Great fun.
I got thinking about someone at work today.... a guy I met and kinda liked earlier this year. We didn't get to spend a lot of time together, but we hit it off pretty well. Then his family started to stick their noses into the situation and pressure me to either date him or not (basically, pressuring me not to string him along). Finally the pressure was too much and I backed off. I didn't have enough time to determine how I felt, and I was made to feel like shit about the whole thing. I never did tell the family that I liked him a lot, but I did. :-/ Other circumstances played into this, such as the fact that he lives far away, but still...I've been thinking about him
a lot lately. I miss him. :-(
Today when I got home from work I called my friends overseas (we'll call them Gnat and Greg). They just moved over to
England in the summer, and I miss them tons and tons. TONS. I talked to Greg on the phone for an hour while Gnat put their son (we'll call him..) Spike, to bed. It was really really great to talk to him...things have finally begun to fall into place with them. They got a place of their own (they had been staying with family) and Greg got a job that he's excited about. The job hunting had been tough, so we were all getting a little worried (Gnat has another son in the works in that tummy of hers) but things have come together quite nicely. They are expecting another son at the end of next month. Greg likes to call him Fred, Gnat says he can dream, that his name will NOT be Fred. heh. It's going to be Fred from now on, on here, isn't it now? LOL. Anyway after I had talked to him for a good long while he went to get the wife for me to talk to....but she was asleep. Awwww....she was all tuckered out and fell asleep. lol. I said I'd call back tomorrow.
I have been trying to save up some money (with zero success) to go see them next June. I'm gonna find a way, I'm just not sure how. Mercifully the plane ticket is pretty cheap (about $500 CDN) so that's pretty doable on a credit card. Anyone wanna come to England with me? *grin* I can't wait.
Also, not that any of you give a rat's ass, but I bought a
Roots sweater yesterday, and I'm pretty damn happy with myself. It's sooooo comfy and warm and SOFT. I love it. And tomorrow I'm gonna go buy the movie
28 Days Later. Did you guys SEE that movie!?!?! It scared the crap out of me, bigtime. BIGTIME. I got one word for ya...ZOMBIES. It was awesome. The dvd has 3 alternate endings so I'm pretty excited. I'm going to try not to watch it though, until Friday; I'm getting together with friends for
Halloween to watch scary movies, and I think we're gonna wanna watch that one. Hurray for scary movie viewing with all my buddies!! I can't wait.
Candy.
Sugar highs. And fright. As a note,
HMV has some *amazing* deals going on movies right now; if you live around one you should go check it out.
I think I should eat now. I think I should order food. Mmmmm..
pizza. That would go well with my movies, no? To be perfectly honest, I really badly wanna go back to sleep. But instead I'm gonna eat pizza and watch
Comedian (I didn't quite get around to watching it as I mentioned before) and
The Life of David Gale (I'm in love with Kevin Spacey and Kate Winslet). And if I am still awake I'm gonna watch all my shows I taped on Thursday coz I was too tired to watch (
E.R.,
Scrubs,
Friends).
Have a good night all. :-)
I'm not sure which statement on
this site pisses me off more; is it: "worthless Canadian change" or "monopoly money" or maybe "their change is polluting American pockets. Canadian "quarters" pass as real American quarters". Or maybe it's when the article begs the question "Have you ever wanted to kill a Canadian?". All this over POCKET change, ladies and gentlemen.
Now I get that this site is tongue-in-cheek, I do. But honestly now, is it SUCH a big deal to get a little Canadian quarter or dime, that it deems a whole bloody website?? Did the owner of this site really think it was
that big a deal, or that effin' funny? Is our money REALLY so insidious, or are Americans so egocentric that their money is the only "real" money in the world?
Ucch. I'm just gonna shut up now before I alienate my American readers. I'll chock this up to the fact that it's 7am on a Saturday morning, and I gotta head into work. *grumblegrumble*
Well I had myself a pretty darn good day, if I do say so myself!
Work wasn't nearly as bad as I forecasted; I went into the office for a few hours, and then I drove into
downtown Toronto to do another store setup. I really enjoyed my drive down....I took one of the main expressways into town (the
Gardiner Expressway, for those familiar) which runs right along
Lake Ontario. And the view was amazing, making me realize something; I am truly and deeply in love with Canada (specifically Toronto of course, but I love all of Canada). I was so happy driving around and looking at all the buildings and the people and the lake...I just remembered all the stuff that I like about living here. And this is yet another part of it I love.. just
driving around. While I enjoy the subway, as I mentioned yesterday, I also love being up top and seeing all there is to see. *sigh* It's a great city, and I'm glad I live here. Y'all oughtta come up and visit. :-)
Anyway, after work I drove up town again and met a friend for dinner (for the sake of ease we'll call her...let's see...."Melra"). After dinner Melra and I went to a pub to sip coffee and chat for many hours. I love talking with Melra. She makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside, and she is awesome to talk about life's crap. She gives awesome advice, and does well to be your friend and hear you out, but also play the devil's advocate and make you see all sides. This is an important trait in a friend, because they help keep you honest by calling you on your shit, and not just sit there and agree with everything you have to say. This is good. She and I were talking about what we were like in highschool (we've known each other over 10 years) and had a good laugh. It's funny how we saw things
then and how we realize
now how they really were. Hindsight really is 20/20.
So yeah, a good day, ending on a fantastic note. Hanging with my friends lately has been very good for the soul. *grin*
And now I must head to bed; I have a splitting headache and I gotta get up early to head back into work. I must *really* love my job if I'm gonna go in on the weekend. LOL!
Hope everyone had a great day.
An El Al flight was threatened in Toronto, so the flight was diverted to
Hamilton Airport. While I'm glad the flight was safe and that nothing happened I was amused at the thought of a plane full of Israelis being sent to Hamilton; it's quite a hole-in-the-wall tiny airport in the middle of NOWHERE. Nothin' but fields all around it. lol. It also begs the question, just HOW was the flight threatened? Nobody seems to know, but it looks like someone threatened to shoot the plane down somehow. Since my offices are *right* by the
Toronto Airport I can tell you it wouldn't be too hard to do if you had the equipment (but being as this is Canada, that would be the hardest part). I'm not saying any of that isn't possible, it's just a
little tougher to get a rocket launcher around here than a lot of other places. Hell, it's tough to get a gun at all, let alone a rocket launcher.
Anyway, I'm glad the flight was okay. I'm not too happy to hear about El Al flights being threatened.
I gotta run, I'm already late for another long day of work bliss.
And you have all failed in helping me complete the crossword puzzle. Thanks for nothing, punks!! :-P
I think my body is seizing up. Joints stiff.....can't....move. Feet....aching.
I'm trying to remember how much I love my job, but after 12 hours it becomes really hard to be as enthusiastic. That is, until I stepped back and looked at my handiwork, then I felt pretty good. :-) Tomorrow shall be a repeat. In fact, I'm not altogether sure when I'll get a day off again...this might be the norm for the next week or so.
The best part is that I was rewarded at the end of the day with a
parking ticket! GLEE! lol. I could complain, but it's my fault, I took my chances when I parked there and I knew it. So I pay it, and life goes on.
All this working downtown means I have been taking
the subway (train, tube...whatever you call it, wherever you are in the world) a lot. I like taking the subway. I like watching the people, and the hustle and bustle of it all. Is that odd? *shrug* I have also been spending a lot of time in a giant
department store (this particular location has five floors). It's cool, coz it's highly pretentious and snobby, and has lots of pretty Christmas decorations up. I like to pretend shop for clothes and makeup and perfume and stuff. I had this friend once who was awesome to shop with, especially the department stores. Unlike me, she had taste. LOL. I have a serious impairment...I can't tell the difference between really cool and tacky. You can see where that would be a problem. I'd also like to thank this bastard friend for getting me
a perfume last year that I fell in love with, but cannot afford to replenish now that my bottle is gone. *crycry* Damn you for having such good taste!!
Anyway, now that the friend is gone, so is the shopping thrill. :-/
Crap.
Ah well, I don't have the money for it anyway.
What else? My grandma was in town visiting yesterday. This is nice I love my grandma. She brought stew. And after a long day at work it tasted like heaven.
Raise your hand if you're sick of spam! If your hand isn't in the air, you're a dirty rotten liar.
I was away from my computer all day doing that crazy working thang, and I came home to 42 e-mails......7 of which were actually from friends, the rest was spam. Where's a useful law when you need one? Spam really ought to be illegal.
So after work I went to
Princess Blondie's place across the hall to do our usual Thursday night thing. We were on the edge of our seats...
Survivor was TENSE tonight, man!! I thought Blondie was gonna pop she was so into it, it was cute. *pinch on the cheeks* I won't embarrass her by sharing details, but it's safe to say we were both worried about
Rupert getting voted off. WHEW. (if you have taped it and intended to watch it later I'm sorry for blowing it for you)
Then I watched a brilliant episode of
Will & Grace.
James Earl Jones was awesome, as he acted out a scene of
Sex And The City. He's a funny guy. I'm not a fan of the show unlike most of the female population I know, so I enjoyed the fun they poked at the show, it was fabulous.
And now...I desperately need a bath to soak my aching bones.... got another long day ahead of me tomorrow.
In a final note, you all need to check out a song by the
Dandy Warhols called "We Used To Be Friends". I love it for a whole bunch of reasons, not the least of which is the fact that it is SO damn catchy. Always puts me in a good mood. :-D
"A long time ago
We used to be friends
But I haven't thought of you lately at all
If ever again
A greeting I send to you
Short and sweet to the soul I intend"
I love my job, I love my job, I love my job......
:-)
see you guys tonight...I gotta get moving.
(meanwhile you guys are SLACKING on the crossword here, how am I ever supposed to finish it?? Huckster?? come on!! think, people, think!! :-)
Finally finished work. Didn't get out of there until 8pm or so, but that's alright, I had a good day at work. Can you believe that I actually like my job? I like it when it gets all busy like this and I put in crazy long days, working insane hours. It's good, it keeps me busy. Next week I'm going to start to head out on the road....maybe Montreal, Windsor, and other such exciting Canadian destinations. Happy happy. It's good to have a good day at work. :-D
(we'll see if I'm this cheery about it tomorrow...I gotta get up at 5:30am. lol)
Now let's talk about my buddy whom I adore very much. We'll call her by her online name, Princess Blondie. Hey, when ya got it, flaunt it, right? Don't hate her coz she's beautiful. Hate her coz she's beautiful AND smart AND funny. LOL!! Anyway, she lives in my building, and in fact lives right across the hall from me. You might recall that she went to the
E.S.P Expo with me on Saturday and then out for lunch afterwards... Anyway, this morning before I went to work we got to chatting online and made plans to head to
Zellers to do a little shopping before I went downtown. Yes, we live 10 feet from each other and made plans online,
what's your point?! So we went to Zellers and got some
air freshener and
Swiffer dusters. Good time had by all. Then we went to the
DOLLAR STORE. Oh how I love the dollar store. I bought many things there. Some things that I needed..some things I just thought I needed.
Am I boring you?
Ok, getting to the point. Princess Blondie has a journal and I encourage you all to drop by and
check it out. She's a cool cat. And she is my
Avon lady now, so for that reason I love her just that much more. LOL. Go show her some lovin' too! I'll include a link to her in my blogroll as well, so you can find her later. :-)
*sigh* Life is good ladies and gentlemen....life is good.
*grin*
catchall category _ _ _ _ _ _ (6)
younger sibling _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ (10)
First of all, what the hell is Blogger up to? This is NOT good....I'm sensing I am gonna lose posts in the near future, because they seem to be doing some kinda behind-the-scenes changes. When I logged in to write this post, the whole format is different, but not in that good way. lol This is NOT what it looked like 6 hours ago, BLOGGER WHAT ARE YOU DOING??
Anyway, we have pindar works = odes. nice job,
Franca and
whaduiwant. I still don't have deep matter? _ _ _ or Huckster _ _ _ _ . If
Mysteron would get online I'm fairly confident she could get at least one or two of these.
here's what we need:
beginnings of some pranks _ _ _ _ S
ideology _ _ _ _ _
monotonous routine _ _ _ _
word of hearty concurrence _ _ _ _
(as well as the previously mentioned huckster and deep matter. get to, kids! put your thinking caps on!)
Maybe I should be getting ready for work instead of writing posts. :-/
Nah, I think I'm gonna call my buddy in England.
have a nice day folks, see you tonight.
It's nearly 3am and I'm still not in bed. This is bad, I have a long day of work ahead of me.
Instead I'm calling on you all to join me in a group activity; a crossword puzzle.
ready? here are the clues:
deep matter? _ _ _
Pindar works _ _ _ _
Huckster _ _ _ _
maybe I'm up this late because I'm terrible at crossword puzzles so it takes me forever to finish one.
I have no idea what possessed me to even try, I haven't done one in months.
Wasn't I going to go read Harry Potter? How did I get side tracked like that?
Ok, you kids leave me your answers (I'm praying you're all smarter than I) and I'll go read.
good night/laila tov.
A few random things.
First, I love
Lever 2000 soap. Lots. And so should you. It's for all your 2000 parts.
Second, I do not want
Vicodin. And no number of spam e-mails in my inbox is going to sway me into buying it. May all you spammers rot in hell for pestering me a thousand times a day.
Thirdly, if you wish to stop being my friend or lover or whatever, have the balls to tell me. Don't go all cold leaving me to guess what's wrong and then chase you down only to find out you suddenly hate my guts and can't hack talking to me anymore. I think the least I deserve is having you say it straight up. That's much easier to deal with then having you just stop answering my e-mails and/or calls. If you care for me like you claim, you will show me enough respect to tell me why I am getting the cold shoulder.
Fourth..ly... (is there such thing as a fourthly??), I just watched
Confessions of a Dangerous Mind. Brilliant. Loved it.
Sam Rockwell is one adorable/sexy man. A highly underrated actor. Go get rent some of his films. If you're a geek, start with
Galaxy Quest.
Fifth..ly... (somebody help me. lol)....I didn't go to school tonight. I'm skipping classes like a complete idiot. It was raining, I had a migraine, and I was rushing up from downtown. This must not become a habit, for I actually enjoy my class immensely. I just decided that if I didn't feel like it, then I wouldn't enjoy it, and I don't want this class to become a drag. I intend to be in this class for a very long time, so I want it to stay fun. :-)
Sixthly,
Geoff and I nearly got into one of the age-old Canadian debates. Heh. Toronto vs. Montreal.
Go ahead, poke some fun at him...he's from
Montreal. *snicker* Let's talk smack, big guy. I double dawg dare ya!
Seven..th..ly...Today I purchased something for somebody that I feel both great angst towards, and great love. It's annoying as shit. Anyway, the prezzy is in the mail, and I hope you like it. If this individual wasn't reading my blog I'd tell ya all what I got, but in fact the person is, so I'll tell you after it's been received (by which time it will seem very anti-climatic to you, unless you share the same enthusiasm for the product as we do).
Eight. I am enjoying the crazy collection of visitors I am getting from other countries. I have had visitors to my blog from: Finland, France (*snicker*), Japan, Italy (
Rachele is the best, and it seems she brought a friend or two!), Singapore (I can only wonder, because it's been more than one person...what are ya looking for??), the U.K., Portugal, Israel (big surprise. lol), Australia, Germany and.....heh....United Arab Emirates (and
often, I might add....so why don't you speak up? I'd*love* to hear what you have to say).
I just realized it's after midnight, so technically all this stuff happened yesterday.
I hate being anal like that, but what can ya do.
I'll be downtown most of the day and night tomorrow (TODAY, whatever...grumblegrumble..), so if you're looking for me, come do some shopping in
Toronto. I'll be at
The Bay at
Yonge and Bloor. (if you figure out who I am in that big ass store, I'll buy you lunch. Or call the police and report you as a stalker...guess it depends on how I feel about you. lol)
Now I am off to read
Harry Potter. I am down to the last 100 pages and that's making me sad. I am enjoying it and don't want it to end. And I think that's the fastest I have ever read a book that size; I usually take 6 months to read a book just half that size.
If you haven't read any, go get the first book. I promise you, somebody you know has a copy, so you can just borrow it; ask around, you'll find one. Drop any pretenses you have in your head about it and just try it. I dare ya to read just one.
I cannot believe how fantastic the last 24 hours have been for me. One of my best friends for the last 20 years came into town, we hooked up with another girl from the '20 year alumni', and laughed the night away. We went to a restaurant, yucked it up there, and then moved the party back to my place and kept the laughs coming. Another alumni from my home town was brought into the party and we sat and laughed and recalled our childhood angst all those years ago.
I'm still amazed to this day that one can get together with an old friend like that and pick up right where things were left off. We got all caught up on each other's lives, marriages, divorces, new homes, jobs, etc... it was great.
In a time where I have been questioning friendships in my life, it has been re-energizing to touch base with friends that I know I can truly always count on
no matter what. These are friends that HAVE stuck by me through thick and thin and would
never walk away. And they won't, and that is one thing in my life I know I can count on. Makes me feel kinda ten feet tall and bullet proof, ya know? These people are among those that I call my
true friends. :-)
Anyway, my friend stayed overnight like an old fashioned slumber party, and she is now on her way home. And as happens in life, I have to head downtown to put some time in at work. But hey...how can I complain? I've had it pretty good the last few days. :-)
In an hour or so a friend of mine will be coming here from out of town to stay with me. We have been friends for over 20 years, and that friendship has never waivered, even through great time and distance. And when she gets here we are going to drive to another town to meet up with another friend of 20 years (we all went to elementary school together) and have dinner. That second friend I haven't seen in easily 4 years or more.
I'm pretty damn excited. I know I keep harping on this crap lately, but I have come to value
true friendship, now more than ever. I think we can all agree that it just takes a rough patch in your life to find out who your friends
really are. And recently I have, and I am grateful. :-)
And to the goof who is surfing here from Israel using a proxy site...
I know who ya are, so why don't you just come out and say hi already?
What a fantastic day. Good friends, good times. What more can I ask for?
I was out the door by 7am and on the road to the toy show with my best friends. We all had coffees in our hands, laughs in our bellies and we actually all broke out into
song at one point; now there's something you don't see too often among friends anymore! haha... Spontaneous singing is always good. Coffee and early morning enthusiasm always helps.
Anyway, the first stop was the
toy show. It was most excellent!!! And it was HUGE!! Toys toys everywhere.. I got myself a couple of
Heroclix. I don't know what it is about
little mini toys, but I love 'em! I got
Green Arrow and
Hawkman. They go with my
Hulk,
Johnny Storm and
Changeling. Now I have a few heroes to keep by my monitor to watch over me. :-)
Then we went to the
comic show. It was a much smaller show, but that's where I scored my toy of the day. I got myself the most awesome G-Force figure
ever (G-Force is also known as Gatchaman, or
Battle of the Planets). It's made by Takara, and it's the team leader, Mark.
Check it out. Eeeek!!! I love it so! I could go on and on about all the features of the toy, but I won't bother you with that. I'm sure most of you are rolling your eyes at this point anyway. Just take my word for it when I say it made me a very happy woman today.
So that's it.....a day spent catering to the kid in me and having a great time with my guys. *sigh* Life is good.
Tomorrow I have an old friend of mine coming in to town to spend a day with me, so blogging will be light. We've been friends for 20 years! So we're gonna likely spend most of the time talking and catching up. Isn't it amazing how you can get together with an old friend you haven't seen in years, and just pick up where you left off? I love that.... our lives have gone off on completely separate paths, yet we can still get together and talk like we always have. *grin*
That, my friends, is what true friendship is all about.
One might ask what I'm doing getting up at 6am on a Sunday; it's the weekend, I should be sleeping in, right?
Well, here's a little secret about me: I'm a she-geek. That's right, call it what you will...geek, nerd, whatever...that's me. I like toys and comics and I don't care who knows it. In fact, I once worked in comic book shop. That's right I was the coolest chick around, damnit!!
Anyway, that being said I have gotten up at this ungodly hour to go to a
toy show and then to a separate
comic show with three of my man-geek friends. Only for these boys will I get up this early and face the certain stench of a nerds who will never get girlfriends, for the need to shower is somehow optional to them. Many of these boys only ever leave the comforts of their momma's basement in order to gather with other like-minded nerds to swap comics and debate whether
the Hulk could beat Superman in a brawl.
Let my geekerific day begin!
