A Message From Bruce Allen

Bruce Allen is a prominent broadcaster. He recently made some remarks that caused a considerable uprising among average citizens. Some people fully agreed with him, proud that someone would finally take a stand and say it how it is. Others thought he should be fired immediately. The following is an email I received about the comments.

 'Nobody can go back and start a new beginnning,
 but anyone can start today and make a new ending.'
-Unknown
  Our National Anthem - at the 2010 Vancouver Olympic's 
 Please read and forward to as many people you can think of – thank you 

 WE ARE CANADIANS 
 Bruce Allen is on the 2010 Vancouver Olympic Committee and new Canadians (specifically Hindi's/Indian’s) want him fired for his recent comments outlined below: 

 I am sorry, but after hearing they want to sing the National Anthem in Hindi - enough is enough.

 Nowhere or at no other time in our Nation’s history, did they sing it in Italian, Japanese, Polish, Irish (Celtic), German, Portuguese, Greek, or any other language because of immigration.
 It was written in English, adapted into French, and should be sung word for word the way it was written.
The news broadcasts even gave the Hindi version translation which was not even close to our
National Anthem. 

 I am not sorry if this offends anyone, this is MY COUNTRY - IF IT IS YOUR COUNTRY, SPEAK UP -- please pass this along . 
 I am not against immigration -- just come through like everyone else. Get a sponsor; have a
 place to lay your head; have a job; pay your taxes, live by the rules AND LEARN THE LANGUAGE
 as all other immigrants have in the past -- and LONG LIVE CANADA!' 
It's time we all get behind Bruce Allen, and scrap this Political Correctness crap. His comments were anything but racist, but there are far too many overly sensitive 'New Canadians' that are trying to change everything we hold dear. 

 ARE WE PART OF THE PROBLEM ??? Think about this: If you don't want to forward this for fear
 of offending someone, will we still be the Country of Choice and still be CANADA if we continue

 to make the changes forced on us by the people from other countries who have come to live in
 CANADA because it is the Country of Choice?????? 
 Think about it!
 
 IMMIGRANTS, NOT CANADIAN'S, MUST ADAPT.
 
 It is Time for CANADA to speak up. If you agree ? Pass this along; if you don't agree ? Delete it and reap the ill wind because of your complacency!

Text and Messenger Language

So Omg like I totally may have already blogged about this. But wtf is with ppl txtng with all of this random crap language and stupid emoticon kind of stuff like :P. Really ppl, really? Omg it is fn hard to have a conversation like that. An example of txts A sent me tonight. U watching. Ok, I'll give you that, I am guilty of the 'u' and 'r' txts. She continues with O Lord and :-S. To be followed (note the to be instead of 2 b), 'Seriously? Wat tha fck! El stupido.' and 'Lol! tarded + reatarded! This show's rediculas. Last was :$we'll c... Ok and she has previously sent me messages like ttfn. Which I (in my loving the english language not text speak) had absolutely no idea what it meant until I met her later. Learn how to use proper english, say your words properly (it is here not hur goddammit!) and damn well learn proper grammar!

Fashion or Professionalism 

I am currently enrolled in a crazy amount of school right now. One of the things that all instructors and guest speakers have emphasized is professionalism. Now we all know that sometimes fashion and professionalism do not go together and many times they can't compliment each other brilliantly. 

One of the classes I have to take is Interpersonal Skills (in the business department). Our group had met the instructor last Friday during orientation. She was wearing the same thing (therefore it will be a hobby of mine to notice if she wears the same outfit every Friday). It was a pink blouse (that looked way too big or just not properly tailored in the bodice and tight tight sleeves). She tucked this into high waisted trousers in a grey pinstripe (that didn't match) but it wasn't evenly tucked and the buttons were coming open flashing views of a wrinkled, flabby 60 year old stomach. She polished this off with shoes (on pant leg over the shoe, one pretty much tucked into the shoe) that were chunkier than Doc Martens with a full round toe in a burgundy shade. No smooth leather, some sort of embroidery thingamajig. It was brilliant. Hair was messy and blond, half in her face and frizzy frizzy. Over all a 'professional' look for our business class. 

Multi-Media

Web 2.0. A phrase I heard from Brian Adler yesterday. Brian Adler is a radio graduate who has made a huge name for himself through the internet and his production companies. 

Web 2.0 is not going to go away. It is the new internet revolution of podcasts, blogs, networking and so much more. So while I am attending school for radio, all of these things will be very beneficial. I would love to podcast. Do I know how? Not a clue. Unfortunately not many of our classes focus on the web. Will I find a way? Hells yeah I will.  

A New School Year Approaches

Tomorrow I go back to school. Blah. No money, no time and no sleep. One of the classes that I am supposed to take this semester I took last winter through correspondence. The Associate Dean was the instructor. He did not submit my mark. When I emailed him in June, he said he would get to it in August after his holiday. When I checked on Friday it was still incomplete. Now between this class and another I took in the winter, I would have Monday afternoon's completely free (yay!). So in my panic (of which I've already had several and the semester hasn't even started yet) I emailed him frantically. Yesterday he finally responded giving me my mark and telling me he would sign the forms to opt me out of his class. 

The school allows students to purchase parking for the semester online. So today I decided to make a little bit of this semester slightly easier. Except it took several failed attempts (with no little reminder that it does not accept AMEX, just a transaction failed note) to figure out that I couldn't use Amex. Already off to a good start for the semester. 

Online Fitness
A's mom (we'll call her SI) runs a fitness website. After attending a fundraiser, I decided it was time to check out the website. What I didn't know is that her and a few of her employees regularily post a blog about all of the interesting and fun fitness adventures. Feel free to check out the blog, or get some fitness tips here.

Camping With Daddy.... Good Times or Tragedy?
So this week I have to take to precious days off work to go camping with Daddy. They are precious days because I will not have a job in about three weeks therefore no money. Earlier this summer Daddy bought a camper (ok it's basically just a shell, him and Bro built everything on the inside). He is all excited to go. Me, him and Dog. Shit. Daddy and I are very much alike. Which means when together (especially if just the two of us) things either go amazingly well or blow up on us. No one really ever knows how it will turn out. Of course I'm already predicting the worse. Say hi to copious amounts of liquor, T. It should be a very interesting two days. I'm a little scared.

Continuing the Blah and Bitchy Trend
Ok, so I'm not quite as bitchy as I have been. Thank God for that. Yesterday, just before heading out for lunch with C, I had a whole load of shit dumped on me. So of course my semi-unbitchy mood was ruined.
First call head office (in T.O) to check something for a customer. After spending countless (while also starving due to skipping dinner the night before) minutes on hold listening to an overly cheerful woman tell me "your call is very important to us". Thanks for the effing slap in the face, now pick up the phone! My usual guy doesn't answer, some other d-bag does. So I endure this, find out what I need to know, and go to call my customer back. This particular customer happened to be located in one of those on-the-cusp (re long distance or not?) suburbs. After dialing four times (and many phone slams and curses) I finally get through. Only to be put on hold again. The DB (C and I decided that DB will now stand for Diva Bitch) who doesn't know how to take a proper message takes my message promising that my customer will call back. At this point I am late for lunch with C, and still starving.
I quickly take lunch orders, grab my giant bag (easier to bring everyone's lunch back in) and head out. My cell beeps a new text in. It is from CC (who is notorious for not answering, not responding to texts and then wonders why she hasn't seen people). She sends "So any perticular (sic) reason I have not heard from you in over a week." Omg, so not in the mood to deal with her DBness right now. Also very bitchy so I figured I would call her after lunch when I could hopefully discuss this text calmly. First thought (as always when I get this type of text from her) is it works both ways sweetie, you can pick up the phone just as easily as I can. Then I did a quick run down of my week in my head. Realized that the last time I spoke to CC (granted it was through texting) was Monday, and prior to that (although I was still texting her) I was not in the bloody country. Called her multiple times throughout the day. She didn't answer which only succeeded in pissing me off more. She finally texts me about how crazy work was and yadda yadda. C'est La Vie. Time to go call her. Wish me luck!

So Blah and Bitchy
I am feeling so blah and bitchy (if you didn't figure that out from the title). I went camping with C and R last weekend. The people behind us seemed to love 5:30 am, every morning. So I have not slept later than 6:30 since I don't even know. I set my alarm for work Monday morning and was so tired that I didn't turn it on. Oops.
Since it has been cold and raining here, I figured that after work today I had three options. My requirement was to be a no human contact night. Hard to do when you live with three other people and bro's gf who is at the house quite a bit. Blissfully no one was home when I got here. Since we don't have a pool or a hot tub (and no human contact was a requirement) I scratched my first two options. The third was a plain straight up bath. Upstairs I go. I run the bath, throw some peppermint oil and lavender bubble bath in, and go put on my Duffy cd and grab a book. All good things. I climb into the bath and immediately feel immensely relieved and relaxed. That feeling lasted five minutes when I realized that the tub was really not filling up too well. Turns out that the drain doesn't actually plug. So there went that idea.
Every couple of months I have an exceptionally bitchy time. Normally I keep my snide comments to myself (or post them) and turn on my iPod to keep myself from speaking. Today I succeeded in doing one of the most bitchy things to A that I have ever done. Without speaking. She has a habit (while at work) of putting people on hold (after one ring) when I am about to answer the phone. So she does close to the same thing today and instead of me calmly waiting for her to put the phone down, I reach up and grab it right off of her hear and start talking to the customer. If looks could kill, I'm certain A would have fried me on the spot.
Highlights of the day were the long flirting texts with N and J. N's was the best. I now have him picturing me in some interesting outfits. Which he will of course pick out since he his spending his long weekend Sunday taking A, Chi, and I (all dressed in our little skirts) to Dennys (classy like) for breakfast and then shopping. Poor N, he'll be ready to kill us by the end of the day. If only the bitchiness would die before then.

Men: Can't Live With Em, Can't Live Without Em!
So myself and a couple of my sisters have recently had some men troubles. A probably (ok definitely) had more than Chi or I have. Mine is the classic example of guys not doing anything. I flat out say "I'm single, let's go out." during a conversation. We flirt constantly, he was going to ask for my number but I wasn't there. So I asked for his phone and put my number in it. This is all far more forward than I normally am (see Old Fashioned Quirks). He still has not called or done anything (besides saying that we should go out and several hours worth of flirting). It is at the point where even my boss said today "Fuck, just go jump him in the parking lot. I'm Goddamn sick of watching you two dance around each other." He asks if I have plans for tonight I say no and move closer. Nothing is happening! Grrrr. Driving me nuts! How much more obvious could I be? Any tips?
When I told Chi all of this earlier tonight, she asked when I began dating her boyfriend. This was the main reason for their "break" last week. He had a five day long business trip so she asked if he would call her. His words, "Well that's pretty expensive." And of course that took him about five minutes to get out. Ok, AH, let me give you some advice. When your gf asks if you are going to call her, "that's expensive." is pretty much the worst possible thing you could have said. Even a simple "no" would be slightly more advisable. My whole point with this is that he should know her well enough to know that his response would really hurt her. Chi is the girl who wants her bf to call her when he goes away, wants the romance. S and I decided that we would be like, yeah that's true, text me then. But that's us, we aren't really as, uh, (sorry Chi) clingy as Chi is. A but c'est la vie. They are together and apartment hunting yet again.
Now A and N. That was the biggest relationship issue this week. A and N have been together for nearly ten years (high school sweethearts) and have been living together for about four or five years. They had decided to get married this year. When N got a new car (and a couple other toys) and A had no ring or anything else she became doubtful of the relationship. On top of that she felt as though she had lost that connection with N. So she did a lot of stupid things (sorry A, I understand why you didn't tell me all of this to begin with). Like using a guy at work to make N jealous. She put two of their condoms in her purse when she was supposed to go out with dude from work. So Monday they talk, they both cry, she feels better, he is physically sick. Tuesday she tells him about her attempts of jealousy. He accepts this, tells her that he knew, that's why he didn't do anything about it. And then N dropped the bomb that he was going to buy her a ring and had even talked to his mom about it a couple days before. Wednesday N tells her that they are ok, but that there is one piece of the puzzle missing. Ah the condoms. So A freaks, drags them out of her purse and shows him that both are still there and that she would never consider cheating, she forgot, and didn't think he noticed.
So everything is back as it should be. If only W and I could get on track here.

Old Fashioned Quirks
I have a number of what most of my friends and family calls my old fashion quirks. My cell phone is a phone/address book. Therefore a carry a beautiful pale green leather notebook and a pen in my purse. I don't use any computer systems for an actual address book. I have one. I purchased it about two years ago. It is grey and full of beautiful black and white photos of Paris. I actually print off documents and have two major filing systems (and 3 large filing containers) throughout my office. I still love my VCR (who needs TIVO?). I still have (and have printed) photographs around my house (including several scrapbooks and go old fashioned photo albums). I still have my old 35mm SLR camera. I love film. I still have (and use regularly) my CD player (in the bedroom, living room, car and pretty much everywhere). On that note I love Cd's. I still make them (using iTunes), and buy the actual disc from stores such as HMV. I prefer reading the newspaper (shock actual paper) every morning compared to scanning news websites. I can't stand audio books. Come on people pick up a book and read it, chances are (if it's a good story) you will love it! Even when books become scanning a computer screen I will still have, own, and purchase books (even hardcover). What OFQ's do you have?

Entertainment Weekly's New Classics
Entertainment Weekly came out with a "New Classics" list. This is the top 100 movies of the last 25 years. The ones I have seen are in bold. Some may have some commentary attached
1. Pulp Fiction (1994) ** Seriously loved this movie, one of my favourite movies ever
2. The Lord of the Rings trilogy (2001-03) Can't say as I've seen more than half of the first one. I didn't even make it through that... why go see the rest?
3. Titanic (1997) Seen it, cried. Nothing else to say
4. Blue Velvet (1986)
5. Toy Story (1995)** Not one of my favourites
6. Saving Private Ryan (1998)** Amazing movie
7. Hannah and Her Sisters (1986)
8. The Silence of the Lambs (1991)**
9. Die Hard (1988)**
10. Moulin Rouge (2001)
11. This Is Spinal Tap (1984)*
12. The Matrix (1999)
13. GoodFellas (1990)** Another favourite
14. Crumb (1995)
15. Edward Scissorhands (1990)**
16. Boogie Nights (1997)*
17. Jerry Maguire (1996) "Show me the money!" Enough said
18. Do the Right Thing (1989)*
19. Casino Royale (2006)** Can't believe I haven't seen this yet
20. The Lion King (1994) Hands down one of the best Disney movies ever. Ever
21. Schindler's List (1993)
22. Rushmore (1998)
23. Memento (2001) Had to watch this in media... split over three classes.... way too confusing that way
24. A Room With a View (1986)
25. Shrek (2001)** Only seen part of it... to familiar
26. Hoop Dreams (1994)**
27. Aliens (1986)
28. Wings of Desire (1988)
29. The Bourne Supremacy (2004)**
30. When Harry Met Sally... (1989)** Freaking loved this movie but then I'm a sucker for most romantic comedies
31. Brokeback Mountain (2005)
32. Fight Club (1999)**
33. The Breakfast Club (1985)**
34. Fargo (1996)**
35. The Incredibles (2004)*
36. Spider-Man 2 (2004) The first was better not a big fan of comic book movies
37. Pretty Woman (1990) Also one of my favourite movies see comment attached to When Harry Met Sally
38. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004) Oh my god! So damn long. So boring. CC and I slept and talked and did what ever we could... all while sitting in a movie theatre we had paid to be at
39. The Sixth Sense (1999)**
40. Speed (1994)*
41. Dazed and Confused (1993)
42. Clueless (1995) A S and I movie if there ever was one
43. Gladiator (2000)** Could not do it. I lasted five minutes before I put on Sex and the City
44. The Player (1992)
45. Rain Man (1988)*
46. Children of Men (2006) Read the book, it was good
47. Men in Black (1997)** I actually think I have this on VHS
48. Scarface (1983)** Loved every minute of it... why is it only at 48?
49. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon (2000)
50. The Piano (1993) Oh God so long so boring
51. There Will Be Blood (2007)*
52. The Naked Gun: From the Files of Police Squad (1988)*
53. The Truman Show (1998)*
54. Fatal Attraction (1987)
55. Risky Business (1983) Back when I actually liked Tom Cruise
56. The Lives of Others (2006)
57. There’s Something About Mary (1998) Hilarious
58. Ghostbusters (1984)**
59. L.A. Confidential (1997)**
60. Scream (1996)
61. Beverly Hills Cop (1984)**
62. sex, lies and videotape (1989)
63. Big (1988)*
64. No Country For Old Men (2007)**
65. Dirty Dancing (1987) Great movie.... cause I had the time of my life....
66. Natural Born Killers (1994)**
67. Donnie Brasco (1997)*
68. Witness (1985)
69. All About My Mother (1999)
70. Broadcast News (1987)**
71. Unforgiven (1992)**
72. Thelma & Louise (1991)
73. Office Space (1999)**
74. Drugstore Cowboy (1989)
75. Out of Africa (1985)
76. The Departed (2006)**
77. Sid and Nancy (1986)
78. Terminator 2: Judgment Day (1991)** Didn't actually like any of the Terminator movies
79. Waiting for Guffman (1996)
80. Michael Clayton (2007)
81. Moonstruck (1987)** I actually loved Cher in this movie
82. Lost in Translation (2003) Oh my God. Freaking hated this movie. Not only was it boring but really was there a point to losing that two and a half hours (or whatever)
83. Evil Dead 2: Dead by Dawn (1987)
84. Sideways (2004) Ok this was better than I thought it would be. You go Sandra Oh for hitting him with the helmet
85. The 40 Year-Old Virgin (2005)
86. Y Tu Mamá También (2002)
87. Swingers (1996)
88. Austin Powers: International Man of Mystery (1997)**
89. Breaking the Waves (1996)
90. Napoleon Dynamite (2004) I still can't believe I haven't seen this either
91. Back to the Future (1985)**
92. Menace II Society (1993)
93. Ed Wood (1994)
94. Full Metal Jacket (1987)*
95. In the Mood for Love (2001)
96. Far From Heaven (2002)
97. Glory (1989)
98. The Talented Mr. Ripley (1999) Jude Law I love you!
99. The Blair Witch Project (1999) How is this on here
100. South Park: Bigger Longer & Uncut (1999) See Blair Witch comment

Doing the Me Me Me Thing

Where is your cell phone? On the VCR (yes I know I'm old school)
Your significant other? Non existant
Hair color? Auburn
Your mother? Downstairs pulling an A
Your father? Don't know, Ma was yelling for him a couple minutes ago
Your favorite thing? Chilling on the patio with good drinks, good food and family or friends
Your dream last night? Don't remember
Your favorite drink? Coffee... I wouldn't call it a favourite, I can't survive without it
Your dream/goal? independence
Room you’re in? my office/ sitting room (I know that sounds snobby but I seriously don't know what else to call this room)
Your hobby? What is a hobby? A what?
Your fear? Failure
Where do you want to be in 6 years? Well on my way to a career and a family
Where were you last night? Tennis courts, McDs, Starbucks
What you’re not? Calm
Muffins? Straight up blueberry
Where you grew up? In the B.
The last thing you did? Cleaned up after the dog
What are you wearing? Yoga pants and a tank
Your tv? Old school (ok not the giant in the wood frame style, but it's deffinatly no flat screen)
Your pets? cute
Your computer? About to die any second
Your life? Getting going
Your mood? Meh...
Missing someone? Not really at the moment
Your car? Mazda 3
Something you’re not wearing? socks
Favorite store? Hmm, Sephora
Your summer? Making as much money as possible before I become a broke student
Like someone? Yeah
Favorite color? black
When was the last time you laughed? About an hour ago
When was the last time you cried? Hmm
Who will do this? Maybe Cat Scratch

Off To the Movies
Ok pulled this from Cynical Bastard
1. One movie that made you laugh: The Sweetest Thing
2. One movie that made you cry: PS I Love You
3. One movie you loved when you were a child: The Lion King
4. One movie you've seen more than once: Juno
5. One movie you loved, but were embarrassed to admit it: Big Daddy
6. One movie you hated: No Reservations
7. One movie that scared you: The Ring
8. One movie that bored you: Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
9. One movie that made you happy: Pretty well any sports movies
10. One movie that made you miserable: Hmm don't think I've ever been miserable after watching a movie
11. One movie you thought would be great, but it wasn’t: Gone With the Wind (it was just way too damn long)
12. One movie you weren't brave enough to see: Anaconda (I freaking hate snakes)
13. One movie character you've fallen in love with: Jonathan Rhys Myers in August Rush
14. The last movie you saw: Transporter 2
15. The next movie you hope to see: Mamma Mia (this maybe the answer to that embarassed to admit question)

Happy Father's Day

Happy Father's Day to all. Thankfully, I am no longer sick and can enjoy the little bit of time I have with my father today. He has to work later this afternoon so we are having our little celebratory lunch in a little bit. My father has been one of the greatest joys and fustrations of my life (don't worry, he would say the very same about me). We are too much alike for our own goods. So essentially when we get along we get along amazingly. When we don't, well lets just say the neighbourhood knows and it's not pretty.

Another Epic Weekend... Country Club Brunch, Castle Fun Park, Sex and the City, and one Very Clean Kitchen!

Another weekend of epic proportions! Saturday saw an extremely sick A, so I volunteered to go to work for her. When I showed up, A, our boss, and a picker were there. Since Saturday's are typically dead, I headed home. When Ma got home (we had previously planned to go to some farm markets) we decided to go grocery shopping (oh thank you! finally). After putting away the groceries some form of a bug must of hit me because I emptied, tossed and scrubbed the fridge, freezer, and all cupboards that contain any form of food.

After this (and of course the dinner that I made and cleaned up) I headed up to AS's for the Nine Inch Nails experience. CC, Miss M, and I made (and drank) several daiquiris, pasta, and chocolate cake. AS and D showed up followed by EZ, Chi, and Chi's bf, AH. Just the cooking and baking alone was an experience in a beautiful but useless (no utensils, mixing bowl, non stick spray etc... all kitchen essentials according to me) kitchen. After one exceptionally embarrassing call (my ex-bosses fiance looking for some hookah supplies... in my defence (yes I know it is not a good defence) people should all have different names!), we headed down to the steam room. After a little bit, AS piped in the Ghosts cd. Ok, ridiculously trippy... I seriously thought I was trapezing through a jungle. Throw in some steam and several people in a small room without being able to see... OMG! Hands just come at you, all you can hear is people tripping over the music and no one really knew where they were. So freaking intense!

Cue Sunday morning/ afternoon. Off to brunch at the country club. I wish I could go by this pic and say that S was playing the piano (she can actually play and did volunteer but all I really wanted was the pic). Brunch was amazing! But then I always love it. Crepes, bacon, french toast, waffles, and of course all the lunch objects. I really always stick to the breakfast foods because how often do we have breakfast foods out? And I love breakfast!

Apres brunch, Castle Fun Park! Go Karting, arcade games, mini golf, batting cages and so much more. And oh so many kids on a Sunday! And not in a good way. Hangover headache, pre bitchiness and loud, screaming children. Oh dear God! Why why why? Ok it wasn't too bad. But thank, thank, thankfully, I had to leave to pick up Ma! Ok a 45 minute drive to get Ma but I got to leave.

By 7:00, Ma, Aunt K and I are set with our seats to see Sex and the City. I haven't eaten since about 1:30 and I am dying (it's a 2.5 hour long movie people!). Great movie. Bad lines. Who would have thought a theatre would be so so busy on a Sunday night. It was. And I nearly punched two girls standing behind me in the uber slow concession line. Apparently theatres don't believe in opening actually food stands on Sundays. Loud, rude, obnoxious, and constantly moving which inevitably lead to stepping on me, shoves and the guy in front of me (whose back I was nearly on top of thanks to these two) about ready to kill them. It was a good night though.

I had to include this because when Chi passed me on the freeway she claims I look like a diva driving with my glasses on. Granted it was cloudy. But clouds are bright when you have a brutal headache that you believe may seem like the start of a migraine. Diva like? Yes or no?

Single? Keep Reading. In a Relationship? Keep Reading
Why is it that friend's who are in a relationship continually feel the need to set up their single friends? A, CC, and Chi constantly try to match make. A has even taken it to the point that she tries to set people up with Chi because she doesn't like Chi's bf. She is also trying to set up a guy that we work with. Thank God that means she had diverted her attention from me for the time being. I just don't get why people (particularly women) who are in relationships continually have to set up their single friends. My mom even tried to get Bro to set me up with one of his friend's brothers at dinner the other night. I have been through many set ups (as you can tell none had stellar results). People give up. And please, please stop giving me the excuse "well I just want you to be as happy as bf and I." Well I would be a hell of a lot happier if you all would just back the eff off. When I find someone I find someone, until then (unless I say otherwise) just assume that I (and all other singletons out there) are perfectly happy on our own.

One Word
Not as easy as you might think. Now copy or forward, change theanswers to suit you and pass it on. It's really hard to only use oneword answers.You can only type one word. Send it to people including the personthat sent it to you.
1. Where is your cell phone? Charger
2. Where is your significant other? Single
3. Your hair? brown
4. Your mother? Car
5. Your father? Downstairs
6. Your favorite thing? Coffee
7. Your dream last night? nope
8. Your dream/goal? Career
9. The room you're in? office
10. Your hobby? Reading
11. Your fear? Leaving
12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Broadcasting
13. Where were you last night? Waves
14. What you're not? angry
15. One of your wish list items? House
16. Where you grew up? Mystery
17. The last thing you did? email
18. What are you wearing? Sweatsuit
19 Your TV? On
20. Your Pet? Dog
21 Your computer? ON
22 Your mood? Tired
23 Missing someone? yes
24 Your car? wonderful
25 Something you're not wearing? Socks
26 Favorite store? Safeway
27 Your summer? Hot
28 Love someone? Yeah
29 Your favorite colors? black
30 When is the last time you laughed? Tonight
31 Last time you cried? Dunno

Girl's Night Out

Saturday night, A, CC and I headed out for a girls night. After A met Ma and I at the restaurant we headed back to my place because I still needed to get ready. Because we had some time before CC got there, A and I headed downstairs for some (always good times) Rockband with Bro and his friends. Bro lost the mic somewhere

but that didn't deter us. PR and I were playing guitar and belting out songs. A was right beside be belting (kind of strange for her she's not big on the singing in front of people thing). When CC got there we headed down to Hennessey for some excellent martinis and tapas. Of course after the tapas I had to have my lemon tart (mmmm). By the time the third round came, AC (a guy A and I work with) and a couple of his friend's showed up. His one friend got in an argument with CC that Miranda is the cougar in Sex in the City when we all know Samantha is the cougar. Then he some how thought (and ran with this) that I write for a local newspaper. Love to but no. As much as I do love the paper he thought I wrote for, if I was going to write for a newspaper it would be a better paper. Because I drove, I switched to water part way through. So when I got home I headed back down to Bro and his friend's and continued to build on the buzz. Good night all in all.

Fun Little Game With iPod
Thanks to Restaurant Gal for this one
How does the world see me? Emotional Rescue, the Rolling Stones
Will I have a happy life? The Red, Chevelle
Do people secretly lust after me? Angel, Aerosmith
How can I make myself happy? Let it Die, Foo Fighters
What should I do with my life? Sweet Child O' Mine, Guns N Roses
Will I ever have children? The Simple Life, Carolyn Dawn Johnson
What is some good advice for me? In Another Life, Ashlee Simpson (sorry apparently it's Wentz now according to People)
How will I be remembered? Sunday Morning, No Doubt
What is my signature dance song? Away From the Sun, Three Doors Down
What do I think my current theme song is? Sweet Dreams, LaBouche
What song will play at my funeral? Whiskey Lullaby, Brad Paisley and Alison Kraus (hmmm not sure whether I like the idea of that at my funeral)
What type of men do I like? Minority, Green Day
What is my day going to be like? If I Die Tomorrow, Motley Crue

Hmmm very strange, not sure I like this. Keep in mind this was a straight up shuffle, I didn't edit the songs to fit the questions.

A Dramatic Weekend
Bro was sick this weekend. Started Friday and is still continuing. He was so out of it that he offered me twenty bucks to go get his girlfriend, ASA, from a neighboring suburb. No problem, I tell him I'm going for drinks with some friends then I'll go get her and bring her back to our place. Rather unfortunate for me as the next place for me to hit was a pub about five minutes from ASA's but being a nice sister I agree.
About ten minutes after I get to the first meeting place, ASA calls me freaking out. She tells me she is just going to take the bus to my place because (and I misunderstood this due to her accent), Bro has a fever of 107. She says she's going to take him to the hospital. How she was planning I'm not quite sure. So I call my mom (while my rational thought is kicking in to the thought that he would have been far far more out of it and not be able to tell me anything if his fever was really 107) telling her to go see him. She tells me his fever is actually 102.7 and that she gave him Advil to bring it down. So I head back in to finish my drink and pay my bill. Call ASA to tell her I'm on my way. Call Bro, who at this point sounds far far more with it than the hour before. He tells me he's fine. My response, "Well tell her that!". I pick up ASA and try to convince her all the way home that he's fine. So I drop her off and leave. When I get back later, I go out for a smoke with ASA. She's still freaked but at least not to the point of hospital. She says they're going to the doctor tomorrow. So the next day comes and apparently the walk-in clinic diagnosed an ulcer. Umm, not a doctor but seeing several problems with this. First of all tests need to be done to confirm the presence of the helicobactor pylori bacteria is present. Second of all ulcers generally don't cause fevers and aches and pains. The kid has a flu for the love of God! So tonight ASA comes over and yells at him (a small part of me loves when she yells at him simply due to the accent) that he will eat what she feeds him and drink what she gives him. Dude just ate and threw up dinner and his lunch before that. Oh I hear them leaving. It was a damn interesting fight. He's a bitch to argue with to begin with, don't try it when he's sick. You might as well be beating your head against a brick wall!

American Idol Finale

Ok it is no secret how much I love Idol. Unfortunately I missed the finale last night and had to tape (yes I do really mean on VHS) it. I was perusing my blog selection and half watching the performances when the Donna Summer Disaster came on. Ok honey, I like you for an eighties vibe. That's where the love stops. Give it up. Oh dear God! The one thing I liked about this whole performance was Donna and Seyesha performing "Last Dance". Wonderful. My fave DS song. Could have lived (and did by fast forwarding) without the rest of it. Congrats to David Cook, love you! And ok, Jimmy Kimmel is pretty funny.

One Epic Day... And Generally Not in a Good Way
So much is changing at the moment. And not in my life, just most of my friends and family.

I have likely two weddings (of very close friends) to attend this summer. One set (A and N) I could not be happier about. The other set, C and R, I was happy about when R told me he was proposing. That all changed in February. He was taking a weekend trip to go see his dying mother (left on a Wed). For months before this he had been having an online affair with a woman he works with. He left the email account up on their computer when he left to see his mom. So of course after work C goes to check her own email and that's what she finds. By Friday I'm thinking that it's weird that she has left work early two days running. So I call and get the "I'm fine." line and muffled tears. So (and this has come back to bite me in the arse) I bully my way into her apartment (with pizza and alcohol) thinking that she's dying. Of course I managed to imagine all kinds of horrible diseases and deaths and had myself all worked up that she was dying by the time I got there. She (through tears) told me the whole story. I don't know if R knows that I know or not but needless to say things have not been the same between him and I since. I still want to physically cause him harm for making her so miserable (take note any of my sister's boyfriend's who are contemplating cheating). I am still so angry about it. And she made me swear not to say anything. So for months I have not had an outlet for all of this anger. I had to house sit for them and I would get so mad just seeing his stuff. I'm really not sure how to sit through their wedding and smile and say congratulations. I'm really not good at saying things like that when I don't mean them. I want to know why she told me (even though logically I know it's because I pushed my way in and asked). She didn't tell her mom or her daughter because she doesn't want them to look at him differently. I am (as much as I try to hide it) and extremely emotional person. I don't hide them well. I want to tell her daughter, because I know she would agree with me, but C would be so hurt, pissed off etc. I really have no idea what to do.

Also I learned tonight (after witnessing and extreme freak out on Chi's part) that Chi and her bf of two months are moving in together. Not like him moving into her place but actually getting a place of their own. Oh dear God, I foresee nothing but bad things from this. Part of me is slightly biased because he so so so creepily reminds me of one of my exes. His voice and mannerisms are so similar that I can't even handle it. I also think that is kind of funny since Chi could hated this particular ex of mine.

Now due to all of this stuff about R and C's wedding (I finally let it all lose on A today at work) I came home in a pisser of a mood. My poor dad. He was nice enough to have dinner ready when I got home, but when he cooks he has stuff everywhere. And he doesn't put anything away. Several hours later (just before I'm about to leave) he is sitting outside on the phone with my uncle and asks me to put the dishes in the dishwasher. Ok the compost is still on the counter and open where it has been for at least four hours. He has rinsed and dumped the dishes all over both sinks and the counter. Not to mention tried and failed to load the dishwasher earlier. How in the effing hell is it possible to make more of a mess attempting to clean up the mess? I don't get it. I called A to rant who apparently had the very same bitching session to N right before I called. We decided that no woman can ever understand it- it's a guy thing.

Oh and I also totally wasn't paying attention and let the gas go until I noticed stuff dripping on my foot. Gas all over the side of my car. Everywhere so know I must immediatly (re tomorrow after work) wash my car. Grr.

Weekdays... Sigh

Let it be known that I hate weekdays. Aside from the obvious facts of having to get up and go to work (with no internet might I add), because I have to get up so early I have absolutely no social life. Most people are either doing the same thing that I am, or off work at 9:30 so by the time they decide what to do and actually get there I'm like yeah I have to go home and go to bed. It's even worse with my dad starting this new job where he works nights because my mom doesn't like to be left alone. So what am I doing tonight, watching Idol (go David Cook!) followed up by Dancing With the Stars (Kristi and Mark). Sigh. This is my life. I guess I could take the dog out but without Dad's hat.

Time For Another
1) What was I doing 10 years ago? Just finishing grade 8. As my Mom says I was still normal then, not quite through the transition to horrendous teen
2) 5 things on my to-do list for today? Clean my bathroom; clean my car; grocery shopping; drink lots of coffee; sleep
3) Snacks I enjoy? Sugary goodness
4) Things I would do if I was a Billionaire? Donate some money, travel, volunteer
5) 3 of my many bad habits1. I cuss way to fucking much, smoking; watch too much tv
6) 5 places I have lived. Haven't lived in five places
7) Jobs I have had... pizza place, department store, auto supplier
8) People I want to know more about. No one, I know enough about too many people

Epic Long Weekends

Oh the epic long weekends! Friday was the Earls weekly dinner. This week it was at our house. Pops and Ed were a little tipsy, me I was just wondering how the eff I am related to these people. I know it's a horrible thing to say but really. That's ok, I'm sure Pops wonders that as he said that Bro and I are normal kids, normal disappointments. I told him I'm resigned to the fact that I am a disappointment, therefore I don't have to actually try for anything anymore. Meh whatjagonnado?

Saturday was supposed to be the epic hike and barbecue. Oh was it ever epic. I was supposed to pick up A at 9:45, then meet CC and AS at 10. A calls me to say that some how N (who won't even walk a block to Denny's) is coming. Great means I don't have to drive. Then CC calls me (10 minutes before we're supposed to meet) to say that AS is still in the shower. So as promised, I text Chi to say we will be late. Then Chi calls CC who now figures that I have bitched to Chi. OMG, and this is all before we have even left. So we finally get there, and Chi, her new bf, N, A and I all meet. CC and AS who were following N, went their own way. SF, and M got lost then found CC and AS. CC got pissed (we all ended up on different sides of the mountain) and hung up on Chi so Chi stormed off. Great. So off we go on our hike (straight up and ridiculous). So long, so hot and tired when we got back to the cars.

Finally down to the barbecue. We all went to our own places to shower and sleep and junk before the barbecue. Oh thank God. I actually made it to the top of the stairs and decided that the shower was too far away so I collapsed at the top of the stairs. Ok must continue on to go buy the burgers and stuff for the barbecue. Do some quick firefighting (clean up from the CC/Chi call earlier) and ego-stroking. Ok good everyone still coming. Ok off to the store. Twenty minutes later back home and feeling like I haven't even showered. That's how bloody hot it was. Don't get me wrong, I love the heat. Oh the epicness!

From the barbecue we headed down to QE park to enjoy a couple hookahs. Hmmm interesting. Could have done without the hookah (takes to long for what you're getting from it) and the park. Really could have walked to several parks in the area or just stayed on the patio at my place. Oh well it was epic.

After all this epicness I think I need to spend today at home. Must clean up.

Mother's Day
Since it is Mother's Day I guess I should do a shout out to the woman who birthed me.
Dear Mom,
Thank you for bringing me into this world. Thanks for the calm and peaceful three days off my life, and then the sheer hell (since both of us were miserable by the time 2 came along). Thank you for your undying love (try as I may have to push it away in my teens) and the constant understandings (even when I made you cry).
My mom laughed with me, at me, around me, or just whenever. She fought with me when I needed to fight, she pushed me when I needed a push. She drove me anywhere I needed to go and gave me her keys when I was older. She drove for an hour at two in the morning to pick me up, and then drove me back the next day to get my car.
No one could be a better Mom, so I love you Mom! Happy Mother's Day

Fundraising for Olympic Athletes... Mike Leigh

I went to a fundraiser for a local Olympic athlete today. Mike Leigh (read his blog here) is going to Bejing this summer as a laser sailor. For about an hour I watched kids and adults alike donating money to Mike's dream and challenging him to the WI. When it was my turn I gave up on the hour of bowling I watched and made him play baseball with me. Unfortunately Mike won the game (1-0) but it was a great game.

Mike is an avid sailor, very passionate about his sport. He explained the differences between different types of sailing to me (I had no idea there was so many), and told me all about his travels and competitions. Of course the second I found out he had a blog I latched right onto him. Check the above, or the link on the side to read about Mike's adventures in sailing and travels. Good luck with your future endeavors Mike. We're all behind you for Beijing and beyond!

For more information about Mike's Olympic journey and other HBC fundraising initiatives please click here, or visit your local HBC store.

When it Rains it Freaking Pours
I have gone a lovely couple weekends with no plans or fly by the seat of your pants weekends. Which were both wonderful because I really really needed the low keyness. So did lovely Mama because Daddy is now on four nights and she didn't want to spend Saturday night by herself. Great all around. This weekend not so much, I have inventory tomorrow night... skipping that (and the beautiful OT pay cheque) to go to my uncle's Mother's Day barbecue. Which has to be on Fri since Daddy is working Saturday and Sunday night. Great, tell boss not staying cheque. Oh also buy boss lunch and a 6-pack tomorrow for his birthday. Right must remember this. Saturday is work, Kayla's birthday and EZ plans since we haven't seen each other in over a week. Also another birthday and a couple other friend's that I haven't seen in ages. Oh how sleeping, eating and showering (totally joking I will always make time to shower) are becoming fond memories.

Our Epic Fiesta Adventure

Ok I'm pretty sure we called it fiesta with the intention of something close. Really didn't really do it. Well M and I sure enjoyed several of our wonderfully made Jose margaritas! And the tacos... oh Old El Paso how we love thee. SF pretty well paced M and I only he was on to the gin and tonic combo. By the time CC and AS got there M and I were well well on our way to tequila induced drunkenness. AS decides that we are all full out committing to hookah. Hmmm I was thinking (especially when the tequila effects were gone) of heading home but sure lets go. We have to go to AS's to pick up the hookah (about 20 minutes east) and then downtown to get supplies. Since CC is the only sober one she's a driving. So SF, M and I all cram into the back seat and somehow started talking about Neil Diamond and how M and her mom are going to his concert. Lol we started singing Sweet Caroline and could only remember all of five words. CC and AS decided we were too drunk to get out of the car (hey we were just singing and having a rather jovial time) so we sang some more. Just about everything was to the tune of Sweet Caroline until we hit Feliz Navidad. That's right... you did read that right. Our epic adventure continued (sadly without tequila) until about 3 in the morning and included watching Aladdin. Yeah Aladdin.

Random Photo Night

The other night was such a beautiful night that I decided we had to take advantage and do a photo night. We decided on a park nearby my house (which allowed me to take the dog too since he hadn't been out in awhile). We spent about an hour at the park taking all kinds of amazing photos. After all of our batteries died we took the dog through the forest quickly. The forest comes out to a sidewalk on a slightly busy road. We stood around talking for awhile and watched a woman (whom we didn't know lived right beside the park) drive by and give us a "look". After the "look" we decided to head back to my place. Since EZ, CHI, and H (Chi's bf) drove and I had the dog, I started to walk back. As I did a firetruck (yummy) drove by. I yelled to EZ who yelled to the passing firemen! They honked and played it up. The woman who we all figured was disapproving laughed and commented to me about getting cheap thrills. Lol surprise surprise!

Full Acceptance
As human's the one thing that we all unconsciously crave is acceptance. This craving for acceptance was not unconscious but a full out I-need-this form of acceptance. After a six year (associate to manager) stint in retail, a high school diploma, and a college diploma I decided that I needed to move on. And I did, I hightailed an application to the most prestigious broadcasting school in all of Western Canada. I had my interview (the final stage of the application progress yesterday). After it I felt slightly nervous but figured I did pretty good. After work today I checked my application status and saw two simple words that made the stresses of the day disappear: full acceptance! So happy. AS has already (in his congrats text) made sure that any podcast would be produced by him. Yay me!

Gosta Get the Hair Did
Ok must admit I'm not much of a girly girl. I work in a warehouse full of guys. I work in jeans, sweatshirt, no make up and hair in a messy bun. Five or six days a week. It doesn't bother me in the least. In fact I love it. Today I had to dress up though since I had an interview and had to leave early. Sigh, so much lost sleep, even though I did my make up in the car when the power went out. After that I called A to see if they were busy and wanted me to come back for the last hour. Since she said take the afternoon off (yay!), I took her advice. I went and got my hair done. Not at the last place I went to (a shame because the shampoo comes with an orgasmic scalp massage that is like 15 minutes long). And its totally reasonable with a cut, shampoo and style being under $50. They were booked solid (the price I pay for being an impulse client I guess). So I headed up to a salon near my old high school. I hadn't been in there in years and they have changed owners again. To my utter amazement the same woman was working there. I think she just comes with the building now. She gave me a decent shampoo. Then a young woman cut... and cut and cut. But not too much (shocked). Then she styled. For under $40 I had an amazing experience, friendly staff and now have a fabulous cut. All for skipping an afternoon of work...

Dancing With the Stars: Who Should Win It
I'm writing this as I'm watching DWTS. Obviously unless something completely drastic happens it should definitely be Kristi and Mark. Their rumba last week was amazing. Shannon and Derek are doing the rumba right now and are looking beautiful to Cindy Lauper's "True Colours". Top four for them. Jason and Edyta should obviously be second. Ok maybe top three for Shannon and Derek because after that I really can't stand anyone else. Marisa is almost as annoying as Marie Osmond last season. Unfortunately we were assaulted by Marie for the majority of the season last time around. Marley is damn good for a deaf woman but I give her a couple more weeks. Cheryl Burke is a good dancer, it's unfortunate that her and Christian can't seem to find the chemistry to fully make it. Mario is disappointing me. He started out so good and has just dropped the last couple weeks. Not to mention that Katrina has to be the dumbest woman on tv today. Stayed tuned into Random Observations for updates and of course tomorrow night's results show.

Name Changes... Seeming To Be a Necessity
Hmm I think I need a name change here. It seems that ASA well she's not so anti-social. I know this now because she talked and talked and talked to me for about 4 to 4.5 hours last night. Constant! Then Bro wanted her to go to a party with him. Well ASA didn't know anyone and wanted me to go. By this point I was already snuggled deep into pjs, bed, and an old (but a fave) Nora Roberts book. Hmm I'm gonna say no. As ASA is using my straightener (alright so she used it to curl my hair... and make me look freakishly like a doll), my brush, my hairspray (I think I need to buy more.... I swear the last quarter of the can ended up in our hair and my bathroom last night), and my make up. How I don't know considering she wanted to cover a zit and I am about a zillion shades whiter than she is. Anyways my whole point is that I need a new name for her. Any suggestions? Something to ponder in the coming days

Human's and Their Ridiculousness... a New Observation
For this post I am not observing some random person whom I don't even know as per usual. This observation is on two women (with a little bit of family thrown in), one of whom I know very well, the other I just met last night. Now for a little background info... W1 and I used to work with and so I know her and her family quite well. Unfortunately we hadn't seen each other in quite some time. W2 is W1's new friend (and apparently even more crazy than she is!). W2's daughter is friend's with W1's kids and was staying the night. So I wasn't quite sure why I found both of them in the apartment when I got there. Handily enough W1's new apartment is not even a block from A's so I parked at A's and did the whole wind down (watched Nip/Tuck for the 1st time because all other channels were screwing up... fabulous show by the way).
Right before I got to W1's, she had received a phone call. So the first thing she tells me is how excited she is but can't tell me why. Right there I was going ummm wtf just tell me. Into the living room and her hubby (we'll just call him hubby) is on the couch exhausted and fed up. He says hello to me and looks at W1 "Just tell her! Enough of this!" Ok so hubby not in a good mood. That's fine with me... I'm having a feeling that W1 and W2 are going to drive me nuts and hubby's bad mood will balance it out. It did happen that way... until he went to bed and left me alone with the crazy's. Right of the hop W2 starts asking me where I work, what I do and all sorts of shit like that. Ok way too much for just meeting someone, back the @&^% off! Upon my revelation that I am going back to school in the fall, W2 spent 40 minutes trying to convince me to go on EI in September. First of all lady, I'm quitting. They generally don't give you EI when you quit. Second of all, this whole conversation proves to me that you are a drain on the system and expects others to be as well. The system is in place for emergency use (like being laid off and not expecting it, maternity leave etc). And definitely not a good first impression you crazy waste of space. Oh good to get that out!
So W1's big news was that this company that she used to work for (she has since quit the conglomerate that we worked at together as well) called and offered a commercial. Sweet nice good for you. Ok my issue with this is that it is a weight loss company and she claims she has kept the weight off. Uh no, dear you haven't. And bitching that you ate three pieces of pizza while the rest of us had two, living down the street from (so routinely going to) McDonalds, and the binge eating late at night when everyone is asleep are not the practices that company taught you, you can't advertise that #^$*!. Apparently she was heartbroken because W2 had more of a reaction than hubby did. OMG. Then she went into how even W2 notices that hubby spoke to me more, and I get more out of him than she does. OMG do we have to start this shit again. I did nothing. I don't effing play games with people, I am myself. That's it! You on the other hand play constant mind games, you get pissed off at him for something he did in your dream FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! And you wonder why someone who doesn't play games and just simply talks to him can get more out of him! Bloody hell! Maybe I am being unfair and a little harsh. I do feel sorry for her because hubby can push pretty hard and back people into corners. But then again I feel sorry for him to. It is a relationship that wouldn't have lasted if they didn't have kids.
Side note on that. W1 used to always tell me to go into her room and climb into bed with hubby. OK, no that crosses too many lines. So when I called a couple weeks ago, hubby played that up, huskily telling me that his wife wasn't home. So I played along with it and we laughed about it. So did she. Well apparently she was pissed at both of us for that. I am in my mid-twenties. I left high school style drama a long time ago. W1, honey you are forty-six, start bloody acting it!
Ok so this happened to turn into more of a rant than an observation. I needed to.

So Inspired Now!
So for being completely uninspired earlier this week, I have a million posts running around in my head at the moment. Unfortunately I have several essays due as well so I really should be only writing those. C'est la vie! I think the fact that the migraine has disappeared and JG started calling me Hot Tamale and telling me that he would be my sex slave may possibly have something to do with it. Anyways, here is a beauty product review

Schick Quattro For Women... bloody amazing!
I was using an old razor blade on my Venus Breeze (highly unrecommended... the razor its self) so I met EZ at LD(not because I needed her there to help me pick a razor... I met her there and remembered I needed new razor blades). Ok it is absolutely ridiculous that refill blades are more expensive than a new razor. Realizing this (and how much I despise the Venus Breeze) I bought the Schick Quattro. Used it for the first time about an hour ago. Best shave I've ever had. The four blades cleanly (and very smoothly) removed unwanted hairs and the flexible head fit the contours of my legs like a dream. The best part (aside from the close shave of four blades... loving it) was the noticeably absent goo that the Breeze consistently left all over me and the shower. That was seriously gross. Now everyone go by the Quattro, you'll be sorry if you don't *so will your man*

Lack of Inspiration... Stand By Posts
I don't know what is wrong with me but I have absolutely no inspiration. I really have no idea what to write about. It could be the fact that I have a killer headache that has been brewing since Sunday (and no amount of 400mg Advils are doing anything), or the fact that I have eight essays due well now. But no one other than the dean actually wants to see what I know about CRTC and BBM. Bonus to anyone who actually knows what the CRTC and BBM are. Serious props to you... those are industry standards. So here it comes, my bored-at-work so just started writing posts.

Quest to Podcast
I, future on-air radio personality, am on a quest to branch out to podcasting. I know I don't even have any pictures posted but go big or go home right. Of course I need to figure out how to actually create a podcast and then how to incorporate it into the blog,

Sigh, the essays must continue