Holy Moly Batman

Yes it is true, I am ticket #1, and seriously, that makes me deliriously happy for no rational reason what-so-ever. And here it is, the day after, that's what today shall be to me forever in my mind. The day after the best Matthew Good show I have ever been privledged to witness.

Everytime I see Matt I'm left breathless, and last night was no dissapointment. I've been anticipating an acoustic tour for as long as I can remember, kind of just hoping for it, never really thinking that it could happen.

First off, I have to say that I have never been more impressed by an opener than I was by Melissa McClelland. I am eager to rush out an purchase her CD, AND she was wearing pretty cute shoes that I could hear clicking on the stage from my front row center seat.

Matt was led on stage with a flashlight and it was humerous. And he started with Avalanche, which is in my top 3, so I was happy right off the bat.

The highlights: Fine Art of Falling Apart, Fated, Sort of a Protest Song, Indestructable, Can't Get Shot in the Back if You Don't Run, Truffle Pigs and Symbolistic White Walls. Oh what a show. I'm still grinning. 19 song setlist, oh Heaven.

Props to Sean, Chelsey and Guido Sanchez for making this a truely unforgettable night.

Also, I took like 65 photos, so check out flickr.

Half Nekkid Thursday #16

OK Lost was awesome tonight, and I'm already dying to see next week's show because the preview was just so good.

I figured because I'm having a good week, it would be a good time to feature my very favorite shoes.



My favorite part of this pic: the crumbs on the bathroom floor. Classic.

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Support Bacteria, it's the only Culture some People Have

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

holy moly Lisa, that is FUNNY

Finally... Dr. Stephanie

Finally a good week.


If you are not viewing this blog with Mozilla Firefox than the sidebar has travelled down to the bottome of the page due to my awesome counter clock which will be removed on Friday.

Now about the good week. Prison Break is finally back tonight. I'm excited. That show is awesome. Also, a new episode of Lost on Wednesday.

And most importantly, Matt Good on Thursday> ayeiiiiiiii!

Cog Psych midterm on Friday was terrible, but as it turns out I got the exact same mark on this one as I did on the last one. So I guess it turned out alright in the end. Ho hum.

Coco has injured herself somehow and can't really go up and down stairs and also can't jump on the furniture. So anytime she wants to go anywhere you have to pick her up and carry her. And it's cute because when she wants to come on the couch she just sits there and stares at you and starts pawing at the couch.

He antiinflammitory medicine comes in a syringe that totally looks like a needle so I feel like a doctor when I give it to her.

Nose Talk

I had to go downtown today in order to visit the nose doctor. He was on the 6th floor of a really tall building. Good news, I don't have pollups like the doctor who referred me to this guy thought. Bad news, I have a deviated septum.

I don't know what either of those two things mean.

All I know is that I'm taking a new nose spray and if it doesn't work in a few months then I'm going for surgery.

This nose business is crazy.

First this chick who looked like she was 16 sprayed this crazy spray up my nose and she was like "haha it's kind of weird right?" Then she told me it's to numb the nose for when the doctor comes.

Then the doctor came and he stuck this huge ass like probably 9 inches long fibre optics thing up there and I could feel it moving around in my nose and on my throat. It was insane. He laughed at me because I was nervous of having that thing shoved up there. He told me I'd "survive". Clearly, he was very charming.


He also made fun of me because my classes don't start until 2pm. Like it makes me some kind of inferior student/person. Actually I skip my morning class because it's dumb.
He was all "I had to go to school from 6am to 10pm" and I was like "yeah, it was like that for my Bachelor of Science jerk"

Then, because I had been waiting for 10 minutes with nothing to read, I picked up a pamphlet for nose jobs. He was like, "whats that pamphlet you have? Oh that's not the surjury you're getting." "i was like duh, I know the difference thanks"

I just hate some doctors. And I kind of hated him. Which made me mad that he seemed to know what he was talking about.

Other than that it was a pretty lame day. I have a cog psych midterm tomorrow and I haven't really studied all that much. It's not until 2, so morning is cram time. Hardcore cram time.

I started using that nose spray. I'll keep you updated on the results. Because I know that you're all just dying to know about it.

Half Nekkid Thursday #15

So I just had some really good pineapple and pineapple reminded me of the beach which reminded me of this really cute bikini that I bought in Mexico, so today is bikini Half Nekkid Thursday!



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Wow

This is the most hilarious thing ever. Because it is so true.
The pic is taken from Trent

It was that Guy in the Living Room with the Candle Stick, You know the guy I'm talking about

I've never played Clue, so I can't remember that guy's name from all the cliches I've heard over the years.

A few weeks ago there was a murder across the street from Baba's house. You guys probably heard about it. Two women, stab fight, 4 year old daughter wasn't home thankfully. All the shots on TV were taken from Baba's yard pretty much.

There was police tape all over the place and Baba said spacemen showed up and went in, that would be the forensics unit.

On an unrelated topic,
here are some pictures of my new bed.



I hated it the first night because it's so high and so big so I didn't know where to sleep and I couldn't find the light switch like I'm used to turning it on and off a thousand times to make sure there are no monsters/aliens in my room so it was scary. But now it's really comfy and I love it and you can roll all over the place and not worry about falling off. Not like in my other single bed. That was not fun. My feet were off the mattress in that one. Newsflash: I'm too tall for a single bed.

Here is a picture of Coco that I took one night when it had just snowed and I threw her in the snow with the intention of getting a super cute pic of her jumping through the snow and then she didn't sink in because she only weighs 14lbs. And it's still cute because nothing in the world is cuter than Coco, not even shoes.

Just Like Everybody Else Does

I yelled at a guy from Peru because I am fat. I don't know where all these crazy people are getting my email address from. I think someone must have signed up for some kinda something and then typed in my email address.
But this is freaking annoying. And they all have that picture of the rubber duckie as their msn picture. Lame.

In other annoying news, I think I may kill my psych proff. She's an idiot. I don't know how she got a PhD.

My hands are dry and I don't have any lotion.

My arm is being overtaken by a large amount of exzema.

Raymi had a good post on how not to blog.

Fin

Electioneering

I had an interesting day. Angela and I were sneaky and "broke into" the Myer Horowitz theater in the interest of taking photos for Sean. Technically the door was unlocked, but it was sneaky nonetheless. There were other people in there so I kind of just ran in and took some shots and then ran away like a scared little puppy.

Then on the bus ride home there was this lady who was singing at the top of her lungs and stomping her feet down. I turned off my iPod to listen to her. Then what happened you ask? I spotted cute shoes through the bus window and my hand flew up to the bell string and I immediately got off the bus and went shoe shopping. Unfortunately, no purchases were made.

Then I went to the bus stop and ran into Baba so I was super lucky in that I got to carry my heavy backpack and all of her bags of groceries home.

Then the busdriver lady kept hitting the curb extremely hard until she broke the bus 2 stops later and had to call for a backup bus. She was a really bad driver. So Baba and I walked the rest of the way home.

Good Times.

Stompy and Nerd go to Greece

Remember when I moved in you, and the Holy Dove was moving too, and every breath we drew was Hallelujah

I killed my psych midterm this morning. That doesn't happen to me often, where I walk out and am happy with my performance. I'm especially happy that all these smug first years thought the exam was way harder than the last one (the last average was 84%). When in fact I thought that this exam was much easier.

I was doing a Cognitive Psychology Lab earlier today on prototypes (a way to remember things based only on the essential features of objects. eg. apple= round, red, stem, leaf, shiny; and things that are encountered later are compared to the original concept). OK anyway, what I'm trying to say, is that is was a lab so that you could pick between: is this an A or a B? Here's an example:

The answer is that this represents an A. Can't you tell? I had to guess. YUp. This whole time. I don't know what the fuck that is. IT's a bunch of dots. Dots they move randomly so that you're supposed to be able to tell. Well I fricken can't. Anyway. Good lab, keep up the excellent work.

Gina convinced me to go to a Mary K party that Kate is having even though I wasn't invited (yeah, only one not invited). Anyway, I got ready and we're driving there and Lyndsey calls Kate to get her address and tells Kate that I'm comming. Yup, she didn't want me to. Bridesmaids only apparently. Gina turned the car around, even though we were half way to Edmonton, because I refused to go due to unparalleled rage..


I found a pair of iPod headphones in a snowbank a couple days ago. I picked them up and washed them with a cloth and they work really well so I'm happy because if I break mine now I have a backup pair. But I can't help but wonder if I should have left them there, what if their owner is looking for them? I dunno.
I've become completely and utterly obsessed with James Blunt over the past week and a half. I'm addicted.

On a side note, I'm moving my big fishtank out of my room this weekend. It's going to the basement "living room" type area. Good thing because my bedroom is like 45 degrees because of that thing. It just heats up the room like you wouldn't believe and I haven't been able to use fluffy covers in quite a while. Which really is quite sad.

Ok almost time for Survivor.

Why Does Eveything Suck all the Time?

I can't believe I haven't blogged in forever. THis is my first March post. Odd. Usually I blog like I'm uncontrollably babbling and just can't stop.

I have nothing to say. NOthing is new. Oh wait. I got a new bed.

That's all.

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Its like I'm a Genius or Something

I've come up with an idea for a revolutionary TV show. It will change the way people feel about TV and make them want to watch more and more.
This show is so good that someone will have to make a channel just for the show and it will play 24 hours a day and it will cost $20 a month and everyone will pay it because the show is so good. And people will lose their jobs because they're staying home all day to watch this show.

Ok so here's what the show's about. It a reality TV show. Yes that's correct, reality TV. But with a twist my friends. So OK, three people are on the show at one time. It's each person with their pet dog. So basically it's a show about 3 dogs. Maybe 5, but I think 3 is good enough. So then the dogs compete in challenges. 2 challenges, the loser of each challenge is eliminated. The challenges will be things like pulling things and looking cute and maybe there will be some jumping involved. So anyway, at the end of the 2 challenges there is one dog left and that dog is the winner of the show.


So then you go to the prize round. There are 2 doors with cloths hanging down so you can't see what's inside each closet. In one closet is a million dollars in a bag with a dollar sign on it. In the other closet is a big plate that has like 3 pounds of freshly cooked bacon on it. Then the dog is set loose and chooses a door. Whichever door the dog chooses is what the dog and the owner win.

I told you, best show ever.

I wasted Reading week, and I kinda regret it

So here it is. The end of reading week, pages read: none, assignments done: none. Yup, sounds about right.

I went to work yesterday, my shift is 5pm to midnight. The phone in my booth rings: "stephanie will you stay all night until 6am? the head cashier is sick so can you fill in?"

Somehow I agreed to this. Turns out I had to train 2 new employees on the busiest night of the week. Lovely. 13.5 hour shift, 15minute break. That's it. 15 minutes. It was hell on earth I tell you.

Today I got a phone call, "Stephanie will you come and be head cash again tonight?"
Uhhh no I have plans tomorrow thanks.
"Oh OK will you come tomorrow night?" No. "How about during the day tomorrow?" Didn't I just say that I have plans tomorrow? "oh yeah"

Then I got in a fight with the day head cash. She's new and feels like she's my superior somehow. I put her in her place real quick. Then she gossiped about how all the cashiers don't respect her blah blah blah. I just looked at her "funny, I don't have that problem at all"

Then my boss is like "Stephanie, will you come back full time during the summer? I'll fire someone if I have to to make sure you get full time"

Uhhhh maybe.

Tomorrow is the fish auction. I'm being a fish geek tonight and moving things around. I was supposed to sell all the babies, but my mom is emotionally attached to them so I have to set up a new tank so that she can keep a few of them. Parents, crazy crazy parents.

My Favorite Sandals

My camera is currently in Florida with my brother, who's on a soccer trip. So, I have to use an old photo for HNT this week. But I'm keeping to the shoe theme, and this pic wasn't part of HNT when it was featured on the blog, so technically it's still new.
I got these sandals in Mexico for 70 pecos, roughly $7USD at the time. They were awesome, until they totally fell apart; that was a sad day.

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Here's the Deal my Dear

I am totally ass backwards obsessed with lost. I can't stop thinking about Lost, I'm watching season 1 for like, days on end. I'm almost at the end of it.

I never saw the first season, I only started watching when season 2 started, and man oh man, I'm sad I missed this.

This has to be the smartest and like, bestest show in the history of the world.

The End

If you don't watch Lost, you should watch it.

I will post more later. but I only have 6 episodes to go, so I have to get this out of my system so I can start doing some schoolwork

Half Nekkid Thursday with Heels

I'm a firm believer that everyone has some kind of a fetish. Mine, like a lot of other women's is in fact shoes. Not feet, shoes. Big difference. So I've decided to do a HNT shoe series, starting today. I wore these cute little heels to my high school grad 6 years ago. They have black shiny rhinestones on top that you can't really see in the photo, but they're freaking cute.


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Happy HNT Everyone!

Oh Sweet Mother of Pearl

Matthew Good March 23, Meyer Horowitz Theater. Solo acoustic show. I think I'm going to die of joy right now.

Heart bursting.

There are 10 Kinds of People in This World, Those that Understand Binary, and Those that Don't

So I guess it's Valentine's day again. Usually I'm really sad and depressed and mopey about it because once again I am alone.

But not this year my friends. Oh no, not this year. This year I just don't care. I feel like I'm too numb to care about this or anything else that's just so irrelevant in the grand scheme of things. I can buy myself flowers thanks. And I can buy a stuffed animal. What I can't buy is a diamond, I just don't have the money for that right now. Plus I'd rather have a house. In anycase, My Special Valentine is my puppy Coco. And I couldn't ask for a better Valentine as she is precious and cute and wonderful and we played the tongue catching game earlier, that's when she tries to lick my hand and I catch her tongue with my finger and then we do this for like 15 minutes until she loses intrest. Yeah. That's wayyyy better than having a boyfriend and diamonds and a house. Shazaaa.

Plus, things could be worse. Like maybe chocolate pudding becomes illegal and I get arrested for selling chocolate pudding on the black market and I'm sentanced to death. That would be worse than this. Or if they cancelled Survivor, that would be worse. Or if my toe turned black and fell off, yup, definately worse.

So all in all, things are looking A-OK

The Moral of the Story is there is no Moral

I thought I'd stay in tonight. Do some cleaning, learn some Anthropology. And it's only kind of working out that way. I've done some cleaning, not enough. I've watch my fish kill an algae eater, just attack him until he was dead, and I couldn't do anything about it because everytime I tried to catch him he'd swim away as fast as could be and hide and I just couldn't get him. And now he's dead. And the other one I managed to catch before the fish killed him and now he's in the baby tank, but they kind of look like a fierce army on the verge of killing him.

I need to clean my room because our dog whisperer is comming to stay with us next weekend, so my room should be clean for that. In case she wants to see the fish. But I hate cleaning. Hate with a capital HATE. But also, I hate this stupid Anthro class I'm taking. It's dumb. Blah. Not that I go to it or anything *lol*

I need to think of text to at least get to the end of this pic I made in PaintShop Pro of an actual bottle of Vodka that I have. I like how it turned out. Maybe even the text I write will wrap the pic. That would be nice. I just figured out how to see all the people that come to my blog in statcounter thing. With the little map and there's dots all over the place. Even someone from Japan came to my blog. That made me happy, and I thought of sushi and vegetable tempura and now I want Japanese food.

We're as Lonely as We Wanted to be, We're all as Lonely as We Wanted to be

I have to work tonight. It's like a nightmare come true. I haven't been to work for 2 weeks, so I suppose I have to go back sometime. Just wish it wasn't tonight.

In other news. My hair looks like I'm living in the 80s. It's kinda puffy and just weird looking. But on the plus size, I no longer think I look like a boy. So I guess there's that.

Also, I'm no longer depressed. Which probably has a lot to do with how good Survivor and The Office were last night. Fuck, a Dwight bobble head. I was in hysterics. Tears running from my eyes. That show is so funny. And Survivor. Man I love that show. I've seen every episode since Episode 1 Season 1. And I've loved every minute of it. Even the theme song makes me excited.

I'm now obsessed with "People Watching" by Jack Johnson. It's on the Curious George soundtrack. Such a cute song. I only have one class today. Cognitive Psych. It's at 2. Then work. But I feel like work might be a good tip day. Which would be good. OF course, when I say good tips, I mean like $6 total. Cause almost no one tips the booth lady. And they only tip if you're nice to them and usually I'm super grouchy. So there you go.

I have to go tame my hair and eat a salad because I'm now obsessed with Chicken Salad in HUB mall.

It's a Bum HNT

I've been bummed lately, so I figured I'd post a pic of my bum. Seemed fitting.


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Yep, I did it again

These are my fish babies.
Yep, still depressed. You know what I do when I get depressed and bored out of my mind? I get my hair cut. That's right, I make completely irrational decisions and then regret them later. I chopped off all my hair today and the thing that makes me the most upset about this is that my neck is fucking itchy. Like crazy unbelievable itchiness. Urgh, I miss my hair. What the fuck was I thinking? I don't know.

In other news, cog psych midterm actually was ok now that I got my mark back and was way above average, although, the average was quite low. But whatever, I care not.

I wear a ponytail everyday of my life. Well not anymore, due to the lack of hair. At what age does it become inappropriate to wear pigtails? It fits into pigtails. I'm only 23, young enough for pigtails right?

On the plus side, I got all of the science questions correct on today's edition of Jeopardy's Teen Championship. My brother and I battle it out to see who knows anything that we should know. Yesterday's questions were hard, but today's weren't so bad. Haha, the $1000 question was "who developed the absolute temperature system" (well that was essentially the question) and it was a daily double and the chick wagered $2000 and she said Celcius. Haha, so wrong. Kelvin, (spelling?) whatever dude.

So I started off feeling pretty bad because my cognitive psychology test didn't go as well as it could have. It wasn't horrible, but it wasn't great either.

My friend Kate is getting married. She's asked everyone of our friends to be a bridesmaid except me. Needless to say, my mood quickly deteriorated.

Sure weddings are about getting drunk and having fun, but I don't get to do any planning or go out with them while they do all the planning and have a special dress and shoes and all that lame girly stuff that I would basically just die to do. But fine.

EDIT: I do know that this wedding is not about me. Yes I do know that. But it still feels bad.

It a late post. Sometimes they happen

I'm lonely tonight. Sometimes I just feel like that, no matter how much social interaction I've had. I'm just lonely. And judging from this picture, I need to book an eyebrow appointment. That's right, I have a unibrow. It's not my fault I swear, it's those Italian genes. Same as the nose. Damn Italian-ness. Ok, you can't actually see the unibrow in the pic. But I swear it will come. Soon, maybe a week and it will be back. This post is awesome. For Christmas I had matching t-shirts made for me and my brother. I know, I'm lame and all that because seriously who does that? Well me for one I suppose. Anyway, I've been meaning to post a pic of the shirt, but when I take a pic of the whole shirt you can't read what it says, so I'm just going to post the saying.

And you're right, I'm a genius, except I read it somewhere, well I think I read it, I was in the back of the room and I read a number of shirts incorrectly, so in theory it could be totally original. Anyway, here's the pic.
Fuck that's hilarious. I can't take it. I feel like a genius when i wear the shirt.

I'm an Idiot, so someone HELP me please

OK, I can't change my banner into my own pic. I've been trying forever and I've been changing all kind of things

I can get my pic there, but then I can't get the other banner to go away, the one that says "Should've been a SuperVillain"

So if someone knows how to change their banner, please could you tell me.

Oh HNT - Why Aren't I studying for my Midterm tomorrow?

Yes it's true, I have a midterm tomorrow, I don't care. I don't care even a little bit. Instead I'm more interested in HNT and Lost. Man that's a good show. So good.



And because you can't really tell, I feel like telling you that the little blobs on my underwear are actually little puppies. And they're really cute.

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It's 2:25am

I'm sleepy

I'm going to sleep now

Ok bye

Your Blogging Type is Artistic and Passionate

You see your blog as the ultimate personal expression - and work hard to make it great. One moment you may be working on a new dramatic design for your blog... And the next, you're passionately writing about your pet causes. Your blog is very important - and you're careful about who you share it with.

What's Your Blogging Personality?

I Won't Talk Turkey With Someone Who Don't Want to Talk Turkey

OK, I'm starting to think it's me. I attract crazy people. And today, I literally mean it, not in a derogatory way, just in a "this guy seriously has mental problems" kind of way.

This guy was sitting beside me on the busride home, he turns to me.

Guy - "Did you have turkey for Christmas dinner?"

Me - "yes"

Guy - "Poultry, meaning chicken, turkey, duck and geese are the slaves of humans"

Me - "ok"

Guy - "they're carted around just like people are packed into this bus. Did you know that when they brought people over from Africa to be slaves, the ships were called slavers?"

Me - "No, I didn't know that'

Guy - "Now I call the trucks that carry the chickens slavers. And I call busses Humaners. I went downtown to deal with my employment compensation and there were all these people in the building. I think the "institution" is like a human, and all the humans in the "institution" are like cells of the human"

Me - "ok"

Guy - "Chickens are our slaves. Would you eat a chicken if you were in heaven?"

Me - "ummm I guess so"

Guy - "Chickens in heaven is like having a lambourgeni (spelling?) You don't really need it but it's nice to have. I was going to tell this guy *points at a guy sitting in front of us who has his sweater hood pulled all the way over his face* that chickens are the slaves of humans, but he doesn't want to know about it and I don't want to tell people about turkeys if they don't want to know about turkeys"

Me - *Thinking to myself- I don't want to know about turkeys!*

Guy - "My psychiatrist is trying to get me free tickets to the citadel theater. That's entertainment. Entertainment for humans"

Me - "Yup they have some good shows there"

Guy - "Darn right they do, shows for humans"

Me - "Oh this is my stop. Gotta go"

I walked the rest of the way home.

It's HNT Again.

Oh Half Nekkid Thursday, how I love thee. It's a great break the assignment I should be working on. In anycase, I'm a photo whore this week and am putting up 4 photos, all basically the same. Lip theme.









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I'm on the Steroids - Hope I don't become 76feet tall

So lately I haven't been able to breathe.

I was under the impression that there was a gigantic booger that just wouldn't come out. But since this has persisted for over a month I decided to wise up and head to the doctor.

Apparently, there are some kind of "nodules" in my nose that are swollen up so much it's blocking the air from passing.

So I was prescribed a steroid nose spray. Should take 1-2 weeks to kick in. So I've been telling everyone I see that I'm on steroids because i'm a dork like that.

I Hang My Head in Shame

Well it's a sad sad day here in Canada. I'm wearing black to mourn the loss of our social programs.

I'm not surprised by the result of the election, we all knew this was comming, but I was just holding onto the hope that it really wouldn't. And yet it did. Say hello to Mini-America, formerly known as Canada.

Goodbye abortion, goodbye gay marriage, goodbye public health care.

Hello Religion-crazed unfair and unjust policies, and a special hello to the War in Iraq.

Also, please read Rick Mercer's blog for insightful and colourful descriptions of the cabinet. I had a chuckle, and then a shudder. It's scary. link

It's Election Day and if you Don't Vote I'm going to block you from my Blog Forever!

Except I don't know how to do that... in any case, the threat is real.

VOTE, VOTE NOW

Except not for Hitler ummm I mean Harper

Hey Guys, It's Sunday

Ok so today is Sunday, which means that basically I did nothing this weekend except a very small amount of reading and am now like a zillion days and chapters behind and the panic is starting to set in a little bit as I have to present a topic for a paper tomorrow and I still don't have any super great ideas.

So if you happen to read this blog tonight, please please please leave a comment on what you would write about. Here's the topic: anything to do with any drug or substance of abuse.

That is it. But I'm not having any Einsteinian flashes illuminating my brain.

Roar

Tonight I feel like posting my favorite thing that someone said to me today.

It comes from a co-worker of mine.

Coworker: Stephanie, you lost so much weight last summer, you sure gained it back!

HNT

I left my camera at my Baba's (grandma's) house. So I dug up an old photo to use. I played with it a bit.

It's from a time when my legs were my best feature, although they probably still are. In any case, Happy HNT everyone!





I like the second one better, I like how my face looks like I'm the Phantom of the Opera with that mask kinda thing.

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It's the One Year Blog Anniversary - Blogiversary

So here it is, my blog is 1 year old today. It feels like I've been blogging forever, and like I have just started all at once.

So I thought to celebrate I'd post some highlights of posts I like from the last year.

March 1: Stop telling me to leave the hallway Felix, I'm not talking to anyone, I'm taking a nap. I sleep in hallways, I can sleep anywhere, such is the life of a student. Although, I will never sleep in CAB again, as Campus Security caught some chick giving a guy a hand job on one of the couches. What the fuck is wrong with people?

April 23: I'm so drunk. Drunk on my love for Nutella.. mmm chocolate spread. No wonder I'm fat, seriously, I never even had a chance. Today I had a mental breakdown because I couldn't for the life of me remember the 3 Laws of Thermodynamics. And then I started freaking out, because maybe I'm losing memory with age, but I'm only 22. Not good.

May 15: This morning when Gina called my cell, I found my purse neatly stashed in my underwear drawer.

May 18: Sometimes things are crazy. Like maybe someone at work gets arrested and then you get a secret promotion. I can't say for sure that that happened to me, the secret promotion that is, but I could certainly hint at it.

May 31: I accidentally licked my finger, and it had doggie medicine on it; it tastes just like tylenol.

June 1: "Ummm, Ummm, Umm proteins are good?" I would sit in my front row seat and fantasize about spitting on him.

June 11: We met a 15 year old named Matt. He wanted to know when we had accepted Jesus Christ into our hearts and lives. He sounded like a robot, and for awhile I thought he might be an alien.

June 25: We put our bags in the kitchen and I'm not really sure why we're there but there are palm trees all over the place. Then I get the feeling this is about drugs but I'm not sure. And then this guy is threatening me because I didn't pay him to swim with the dolphins. We get into an argument because in fact he is not a dolphin, so why should I pay to swim with him? And he's still wearing his weird little yellow hat. So then he's pulling a gun on me, and Jeff Goldbloom comes into the kitchen and is all "What the fuck?!"

July 9: Sharon from work woke me up this morning. She called to yell at me because the coupon sheets I've been working on aren't done and what is that status of them?
Umm Sharon, I'm on fucking vacation, and the fucking coupons have been in the booths for the past 3 weeks and were approved by super airport management way before then, so don't fucking call back ever again. That woman astounds me. Oh well, I know something she doesn't know. This other co-worker who just got fired, but who lives with her is sleeping with her son. Hahahaha how do you like those apples?

OK I'm bored of this.

The End - Happy Blogiversary to me

EDIT: I'm finishing the year

August 1: I only left the house to go and buy some alcohol. Probably that's a bad sign. I don't care. The alcohol was for my Baba.

August 23: If God created everything, what the fuck were the dinosaurs about?

August 31: Yesterday this crazy Moroccan guy that I've been talking to proposed to me and told me that even though I'm fat he would like to marry me.

September 14: New motto: fuck school man!

September 21: Angela and I walked out of our physics lab. *NOTE: this was the best moment of 2005 by far!*

September 27: So today I met Chad. And it was weird.

October 13: my first attempt at HNT

October 15: a meat hat? wtf? i mean, what about bears? doesnt a meat hat attract bears?

October 24: Then I open my eyes as the final layer of ice is freezing on top of me and I woke up FOR REAL, in real life I mean, because I couldn't breathe. It was the most fucked up thing ever.

November 14: This guy just walked by and he was talking on a cell phone, and he said: "You know what I just realized? That I'm thinking!"

November 26: My arm gets a mind of its own and spills a glass of diet pepsi all over my laptop. I start screaming like a banchee and pick up laptop to drain it. I start crying hysterically and try the computer.

December 16: OM-FUCKING-G!!! I'm in a frenzy. I'm in a fucking swearing hatred frenzy

New Fishies in my Fishy Factory

I got new fishies today. Albino Eureka Red male and female.
The male is in the middle of this photo, Bicolour top left, Bumblebee bottom right.

Male in middle, female (whose just white) top rightish.

Male in middle, female top left. Bicolour and Tawiaan Reef bottom left.

OK, Firefin right at the front, Albino Eureka Male right on top, and then Yellow Guy (don't know what he is) kind of behind him.

The Darkest One

Me- I don't even really want to watch this show.

Dad- What? Twister? This is your show. Remember?

Me- What?

Dad- This was your favorite show when you were a teenager. You were all about this show. You were friggin posessed.

Me- What? I was not. You don't know what you're talking about

Dad- Shut up and make some popcorn


I had high hopes for this weekend, I was going to get so much homework done. So far I haven't done anything. I'm going to Red Deer tomorrow, so I doubt anything will get done tomorrow either. I can feel the waves of panic settle over me, it's reassuring, because I've never been ahead of the game, only 2 steps behind.

My Most Daring HNT so Far

This is definately the hardest post I will probably ever do. It's HNT, tummy style. And I have to admit, the tummy shot is much much harder to post than last week's boob shot.





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Court - What's that about?

Well I went to court. I got there and saw "the accused", that's what they're called when you're at court you see, not just the defendant, the accused. Anyway, then I sat in the waiting room with my boss and we chatted with this other lady who was also a witness but for another case.

Then the defense lawyer wanted to talk to me and my boss, so we went in this little room and sat around a table and he asked us questions about how the whole paperwork and cashout stuff is done. Then after that we went back to the waiting room so the defense lawyer could talk to the accused.

Let me tell you, those were the comfiest waiting room chairs I have ever sat on. Very cushiony. So then the accused went into the court room and we sat in the waiting room and apparently they pled guilty, well I guess she pled guilty because there was only one person charged but her husband was there so it's plural. Anyway, my boss had to go into the courtroom to give them the address of our office so that the accused could pay restitution. Then the accused, I guess the guilty by this point, came over to chat with me to see how school was going and stuff. And she was crying and I felt bad. Then the court people told me I could go home so I did.

And that's what court is about.

The End

Most Awesome Ukranian Christmas Dinner Conversation

Dan(my brother)- Why do you guys always want to know what I'm doing? I could be a superhero

Dad- Yeah, there's Superman, Spiderman, Wonderman - you can be Womanman *laughing*

Dan- Wait, what? There's no Wonderman

Dad- Yeah but you can be Womanman, get it?

Mom- That's so lame

Me- Eyes rolled to the ceiling

It's Ukranian Christmas

Today is Ukranian Christmas, or maybe it was yesterday, in any case, we celebrated today. And celebrate did we ever, I did a zillion loads of laundry and watched a movie on TV and then we went to Baba's and ate a zillion different foods and then I went and saw Memoirs of a Geisha. It was good. Not as good as the book.

I went by myself. I didn't want to be around people today. I was depressed again. I keep thinking about the past, and thinking about all the things that change, and how we lose touch with people we thought we would be connected to forever and things like that make me sad. And I know things have to change, but it sucks nevertheless. Is that supposed to be one word? I don't know.

Anyway, the movie was good, but they left out some crucial stuff, and changed a lot of stuff from the book. But if I hadn't read the book I would have loved it I'm sure. But I did read it, so it was just pretty good in my books.

And I read all these critics talking about how amazing the dance was in the 12 inch shoes, ummm did you not notice that she TAKES THEM OFF. Cause I sure did.

Anyway, I have to go to court tomorrow morning. I'm going to get up early and curl my hair, so that I make a good impression on the judge. Seems like a good idea, probably not such a great one come 7am.

Saturday Night Hijinks

Dad- What's that garbage bag for?

Me- Nothing

Dad- Are you cleaning your room?

Me- Maybe

Dad- Maybe? What else would you be doing with it?

Me- Building a time machiene to go back in time to when my room was clean

Dad- That was 23 years ago. You were a baby

Me- Hoser

I'm Depressed - even though my boobs look good

Today Raymi, one of my favorite bloggers, made some crazy pillow thing and I thought it was awesome so I'm posting it here and linking to her site because I'm amazed at how amazing she is all the time.
I'm listening to David Bowie right now. I gave the cd to my dad for his birthday, but actually it turned out he had all the songs on different cds, so i kept it and gave him the money instead. I told Gina she should listen to some Bowie and that he's really good looking for an older gentleman and she laughed at me but it's totally true.
I mean seriously, yummy.

Today I spent the day fighting once again with the Faculty of Education. Seems they are unaware of proper counting technique and made the wrong program sheet for me, and insisted for a good 15 minutes that I need more chemistry courses to meet the requirements. I then proceeded to count out the chemistry courses I have taken on my fingers and show them that I do infact have all the chem I could ever possibly need. Ugh. I hate this faculty. It never ends.

It was my dad's birthday today, and also Katie's birthday. Yeah cake. Good day. Not really. Completely depressed. Feeling alittle better now though.

Came to the conclusion that even if I am single for the rest of forever, it has benefits. Like, I can always watch whatever I want on tv, or listen to whatever I want on the radio. And most importantly, I can buy as many pairs of shoes as I want.

Hello Lover - HNT is back

After a month and a half of torture, I have finally gotten my laptop back. Completely fixed, hard drive intact. Nothing lost. Wonderful.

Since my laptop has finally been returned, HNT can resume. This picture is dedicated to two guys, I don't know their names, but when I was younger and driving around with Gina, she encouraged me to flash them, and beyond my better judgement I did. Then we got stuck at a red light, and they were beside us, they said I was awesome, and then they followed us around a little until we lost them.



And just like it was against my better judgement to flash those guys so many years ago, it is against my better judgement to post this now. Oh well.