late nights, bright lights

Days 'o' Blog Count: 05/31

K, I talk about food a lot I think BUT MAN THAT WAS A DELICIOUS SANDWICH. Delicious to the point where it deserved all-capsy goodness.

We did a big huge grocery shop tonight because we hadn't done one since Week 2 of Nanowrimo. Shopping for groceries always makes me sad. One, it reminds me how unhealthy I eat sometimes. Two, I hate paying money for something so impermanent. Three, good god I hate unloading the car and putting all the food away with the fiery burning passion of ten thousand bright suns. Four, it makes me hungry and when I am hungry, I am sad.

But when food goes in my mouth area, I perk right back up.

I'm currently watching season 6 of Scrubs. It makes me laugh like a hyena most of the time which is generally good (I've pulled muscles from laughing too hard thought which is unfun). Saw the musical episode which just reminded me how much I want my life to be a musical. Really. I will learn to dance if I must and maybe get a voice transplant but 'life is a big showy musical' is on my wishlist.

Final summation: food + singing = happy leen.

31 Days 'o' Blog Super Special Fun Features
Quote of the Day: However, I am a busy man and I can't be bothered to punch you at the moment. Here's my fist. Kindly run towards it as fast as you can. [Blackadder]

Fact of the Day: The original Crayola crayons debuted in 1903 and were packaged 8 to a box.

Pretty Picture of the Day: ( here )

Song of the Day: 'Cruisin', Huey Lewis and Gwyneth Paltrow. From the movie Duets. I think my mama played this a lot when I was younger because it like, speaks to me and all that. And Gwyneth has a sexy voice. I've never actually seen the movie though. It's on my list, I swear.

The Final Thought: In Australia they have spiders big and mean enough to snatch a bird mid-flight and eat it. WHAT THE FUCK, AUSTRALIA.

So I am visiting the family down south for the next six or so days. Leaving tomorrow morning and I have everything packed up save for Freddy, the laptop and my toothbrush.

Going to Durham used to feel like a trip home, now it feels just like leaving home. I wonder sometimes how and/or when that changed. When did North Bay become home. Strange feelings, I tell you.

It's be nice to see the family for the first time in 2009. And the weather will be a little milder than normal. Bringing the camera. Shall bring back plenty of pictures of dogs, I think. And I'll have time to finish A Storm of Swords and hopefully move on to the next one (fifth book in the Song of Ice and Fire series expected to be released 09/29/2009!). Reading and mauled by dogs... Yes, sounds like my childhood.

Hoping to see some of the old friends. Not sure if the old friends want to see me, though. I have recently been getting the impression I am being avoided. I have yet to face the important question of - do I care anymore?

In other news!

There is no other news, really. I'm halfway through season three of Battlestar Galactica and it's killing me with the awesomeness. I think I'm going to make thank-you cards for all my friends who recommended it. Seriously, if you haven't seen it, I can't impress upon you enough the greatness of this series. ! I will go right now and find an awesome BSG icon to wow you all with. Wait here.

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012/031
December 11th, 2oo8

And once again, my schedule has been beaten into a bloody pulp by the rat bastard we call 'the client'. I am oh-so-not-impressed. Once again, holiday plans with my family are indefinitely on hold.

Katie uses the same word to mean multiple things. It's all very confusing. She doesn't even try to make it clear.

PS to the world, electronics are damn expensive. I feel so very poor. I'm sure pay day tomorrow will make up for it though. Other than being poor, work fucking me around and not having a computer, nothing is happening in my life. It's Grey's night with Katie and cheesey nachos, so that promises to not fully suck.

Hopefully this last weekend of freedom will be extra fun...

31 Days 'o' Blog Extra Super Special Features!

Today! In History: 1946; everywhere. UNICEF created.

Quote of the Day: "I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells." [Theodore Geisel]

Bizarre Fact of the Day: A piece of coral is not actually a single piece of anyting. It is made of thousands of individual, but genetically identical, organisms called polyps. How bizarre!!

( Pretty Picture of the Day )

The Final Word: I really dislike stuff sometimes.

I have this weird dimply thing in my ankle. I've just been staring at it and poking for like, half an hour. Mmm, deformed.

I finished season one of Queer as Folk last night with Lacey. Seriously whoa-inducing. And then I hung out with Lacey on Monday night too. We had Wendy's. Oh! And then Lacey is coming over tonight for pizza and Dead Poets Society...

Too much Lacey? Never!

I finished some pen pal letters today. Just have to find a mail box.

Also I think I pulled a muscle in my sternum. It hurrrrrrts. It hurts to breathe.

*pounce, with teeth*

I'm tired all the time. I do nothing worthy of journaling about.

I'm becoming a better GM, though. Through trial and error (mostly error). It's my little hobby, I suppose.

I really want to hook up some sort of gaming system to our 47" hi-def. I mean, Craig spent all his money on this fancy ass tv, the least I can do is play Mario on it.

Hello internet world, how are you?

My life has been pretty harried lately, but not necessarily in the bad way. Been spending more time at my place, which is the nicest feeling in the world.

Volunteered with the Canadian Red Cross on Sunday- I spent most of the day in medieval garb. It was a lot of fun, and if I'm any judge, I think they raised a significant amount of money. One of the very cute volunteer co-ordinaters took down my email address in case they have volunteer-monkey positions they want my help with later on. Hmm... A regular volunteering gig? I had that once, maybe I could have one again. Something to think about anyways.

Sparky took me out to the All Heart Pet Rescue. Guh. I both love and hate going to shelters like that. I love going because I can see all the dogs and kittens, but I hate it because I can never save them from the shelter (which is nice, but really, who wants to live in one?).

I want to volunteer there too, but it's a ways out of town and I don't have a car. I couldn't do the volunteering of money or donations, I could only volunteer my time. Ho hum and a bunch.

We're watching stupid BBC movies in Shakespeare class. Lammme. I mean, if it had have been a decent copy of the performance, maybe, but it's grainy and the audio is atrocious. I'm so regretting this class. Chimps could organize this class better. Chimps with accordions. Our prof is explaining things decently enough, but this class is lacking the one key concept I was led to believe mattered in English Studies: the SO WHAT? factor.

So far as my relationship status: Craig and I celebrated our seventh month a little bit ago and are coming up way too fast. (Damn you, slippery November.) I'm really happy with him. We have our disagreements, of course, and we get on each other's nerves like mad some days*, but it still feels so good. Sometimes I worry about his less-than-pristine dating track record, but then longer we're together, the more I seem to forget it. He's so damned cuddly, I find it hard to concentrate on insecurities.

*Okay, so he hallucinates 'crumbs' (which seems to be anything remotely hard or gritty and anything sized bigger than a medium-sized dust mite) in his bed. All the time, every night. He seems to think I have a large box filled with these 'crumbs' hiding somewhere, and that I liberally sprinkle handfuls of them all over his side of the bed when he's not looking every day. He constantly accuses me of getting 'crumbs' in his bed, and then it takes him forty minutes to vanquish his crumbly foes and settle down for the night. GAH.

Ace and Hedder got me addicted to Supernatural. Damn them and such, especially because I see it on the tv guide so often, but all the episodes on tv right now are late season two, early season three... And I'm still not finished watching season one. Curses. Kind of in lust with the cute brothers though. What is it with me and monsterkillers? Oh Buffy, I miss you.

Gah, 45 minutes of class left. Why can't it be over?

Trishka's 2nd birthday was the Friday before Thanksgiving. I can't believe she's two. She's at least six times smarter than I am. She knows sign language for gosh sakes! Freakin' adorable though. Like a cross between a gibbon and a delicious sugar cookie. Katie made her a shirt over reading week that advertised that she [Trishka, the wearer of the shirt] 'is proof my mommy puts out.' Really very charming, Katie, thank you.

But I got a shirt with our Bad News Bears logo on it. Yayyy. And on one sleeve it has my breast-related nickname from last year (Chesty LaRue) and the other sleeve says "I Saw Devin's Penis, 2oo7". The Devin's Penis Spotting Incident was a huge deal last year, when his boxers were pulled down at one of the 'Last Bash'es (yes, we had numerous Last Parties). It was also caught on video. I'm not sure if someone sits around and re-watches it occasionally... Weird thought.

I leave you with this:

"Shame to him, whose cruel striking,
kills for faults of his own liking."
-Measure For Measure

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I have never felt so bad from laughing.

Oh garsh.

The reduced Shakespeare was ridiculous. So much in fact, that I am left unable to spell.

But fucking hilarious. I got water spit all over me, and I still laughed.

Julius Caesar was probably my favourite.

And I watched the new episode of Dead Like Me. Damn Alanna for getting me hooked. Mason is so funny. *likes Mason* And also the little death-monsters. I would love one of them for a pet.

But I am in pain. And in need of sleep/boys.

Also need to finish story for Blink Week.

[Please note: the gunney is still ultimate. Go gunney.]

I just got rejected [wow, that happens a lot].

Eight o 'clock hits, and everyone runs off to watch tv. TV rots the brain, man. It's unhealthy.

I only watch it when I am seriously bored, or home sick. I watch J*A*G and cartoons. And the odd rerun of Relic Hunter, or Buffy. But that's it.

None of these silly court shows, or doctor shows, or detective shows. Certainly no reality shows. I have never seen an episode of CSI, or ER, or The Apprentice. I've never even heard of Lost [*coughllamonkeycough*] before.

Now movies are different. I loooooove movies.

[Ooh, look Berri, I got the person thingy to work!]

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