Thursday, June 30, 2005

here's the pic

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It matches beautifully with the three mosquito bites I now have on my wrist after walking from the parking lot to my's deadly out there.

Tuesday, June 28, 2005


So I got this off of a forum that I generally read and thought I’d answer it here. I won’t be mean and do a “tag you’re it”, but feel free to answer in the comments if you so desire.

Which do you prefer?
- Mountains or oceans? I think that living practically in the mountains for my whole life has made me almost immune to them. I am fascinated by the ocean…I’ve always wanted to be near it. But I bet once I’m away from the mountains I will miss them.

- Dogs or cats? Right now, I guess cats. Besides the saving money thing, the only thing I’m looking forward to about moving back in with my mum is the cat.

- Tea or coffee? Mmmm….coffeeeeee

- Dark chocolate or milk chocolate? Dark chocolate for sure

- Diet or regular? Lately it’s diet because I’ve decided that if I’m going to drink pop, I will drink diet.

- Hot or cold weather? I’m sick of cold. Hot!

- Left handed or right handed? I’m right handed, but left eyed and left eared.

- Black ink or blue ink? Blue. I would rather write in red or purple than black.

- Getting up early or late? It depends on how early. I have trouble sleeping in lately. Can I say medium? I think ideally my body would get up around 9 or 9:30.

- Beer or wine? I like both, but if I could only have one for the rest of my life, I’d pick beer.

- Cinema or DVD? The cinema is so expensive…so I guess DVD.

- Bath or shower? Shower…I get too cold in the bath because it’s never big enough.

Monday, June 27, 2005

canada day

I'm so glad this is a short week...

That's all I have to say right now.

Friday, June 24, 2005

more random thoughts for another friday

My ring is really sparkley...

I should really be studying harder for the GREs. I hope I don't have to cram at the beginning of August.

With the water restrictions on fountains and "water features" on ponds and such, I wonder if they are compounding the mosquito problem. The pond outside of my building usually has a "water feature" and now it's just stagnant water, ripe for the mosquito eggs.

I hear that Katie Holmes disappeared for about 2 weeks. Apparently she went on her Mission Impossible 3 audition (at the home of Tom-tom) and then about a week later disappeared for a bit. She didn't contact her friends, family or she fired her long-time agent and her manager. She made a new best friend who just happens to have a father who is a big financial contributer to the "church of Scientology" and her friends that usually join her while doing publicity for her movies are nowhere to be seen. I don't know about you, but I smell cult induction...

I don't feel like working today.

It's Friday...any random thoughts?

Thursday, June 23, 2005

oh yes...

Now that the majority of my family knows...I can share it with the internet.
And I won't be mean like some people and tease people with "I have news but you won't find out for another 17 days" so in the technique of dooce: I'm. getting. married. Me. yes. ME.
And the ring is really pretty. And on my tiny little hands, it looks huge. But hugeness doesn't matter at all. It's the prettiness....oh yeah, and what it represents too. ;-)

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

oh no....

I've just heard that YEARS worth of mosquitos will be hatching this year because of all the rain. Apparently our past few years of dry weather have meant that the majority of the eggs have not hatched. Who knew that those little eggies are so resiliant and can survive years worth of winters.

I'm in big trouble...I react crazily to bites. So, if a swollen blotchy itchy person who looks mostly like me approaches, I understand if you can't stand the smell of my big spray and run for your life. However, it's probably in your best interest to stick around because it means they'll bite me instead of you.

Monday, June 20, 2005

let the panic begin

I have now officially registered for the GREs. I have 7 weeks before this bitch of an exam. It isn't really an exam that measures how smart you are, but rather if you've learned how to beat the test. It's a money grab (at $149.80 US) and piece of crap really.

So I must cram into my head words such as: uxorious, mendacity, and gravitas. Which to me isn't nearly as scary as solving a quadratic equation or trying to decipher this:
If n is an odd integer, which one of the following is an even integer?
(A) 3n + 2 (B) n/4 (C) 2n + 3 (D) n(n + 3) (E) nn
ok so I do know that in this case the answer is D, but in theory, I will only have about 10 seconds to figure it out.

Now that I've registered I'm hoping my motivation will increase. I started studying at the beginning of June, but the pace wasn't exactly stellar.
Wish me luck.

*on a sidenote, the spell check on blogger didn't recognize any of my wonderful vocabulary words.

Sunday, June 19, 2005

serves me right

I think I jinxed myself. On my way home tonight I was thinking about how Calgary is pretty much safe from natural disasters, so this "state of emergency" that has been declared because of the flooding of BOTH rivers in the city is just weird for us all.

So I got to thinking "I've been pretty safe so far...and now that it's pretty much all over, I'm in the clear...hoooray".

Knowing I had potentially jinxed myself, I went immediately to my room when I got home and checked out the carpet by one of the outside walls. It seemed fine so I breathed a little sigh of relief. A few minutes later I went back into my room, only to notice that when I stepped in some other spots, my socks were a little wet. I figured they must have gotten wet I took my socks off...and yup, water seeping through the carpet. So I have moved my dresser and everything that was sitting on the floor of my closet (including a sweater that is soaking wet and doesn't smell to great). There was a box of stuff in there and the water pretty much destroyed the bottom of the box. Oy.

If my place wasn't a mess before, it sure is now.
I'm just hoping it stays contained to my room and my sister's room...

Friday, June 17, 2005

some random thoughts for a friday

It’s raining again today. I decided to bring the raincoat despite my bitterness at the weather.

Hooray for Jordan…the thesis has been handed in and in three weeks, he’ll be a Master.

Work is so boring. If I didn’t need to make money for the summer, I’d quit, relax , sort out my life and look for jobs in Ottawa. Unfortunately, in order to move, I need to be bringing in some money.

The thought of moving that far is freaking me out a bit.

I stepped in rabbit poop today. I think I also saw the rabbit that emitted the aforementioned poop.

I hear Tom Cruise proposed to Katie at the Eiffel Tower. I bet it was slightly more romantic than my cousin’s proposal at the Eiffel Tower, but not nearly as meaningful. (call me a cynic, but I find the Cruise/Holmes thing just too weird)

I am excited at the prospect of a Shawarma Plate Special for dinner.

Any random thoughts out there?

Wednesday, June 15, 2005

and i'm not even catholic...

One of the main things I seem to “suffer from” is guilt. I can’t seem to get over the guilt. I can actually put myself into a physically uncomfortable state by thinking about something that I still feel guilty about. And these aren’t things like “I killed someone” or “I ruined someone’s life”. They are mostly stupid little things that I’ve said or done or not done. I think these things actually have an effect on my self-esteem.

I need to learn how to let go! There is no reason to still feel guilty about something I did in high school. I shouldn’t be feeling guilty about not helping that lady at the grocery store who couldn’t reach the top shelf. There’s a double kicker to that one: 1-it happened more than 10 years ago 2-I’m not sure I would have been tall enough either. But I still have this image in my head of her struggling. And she was old and kind of dirty looking…the kind of person a lot of people would rather walk right by and pretend that they don’t see. Oh wait, a triple kicker- she ended up getting the “stock-boy” to do it for her, so it’s not like she didn’t get the item she was reaching for (some weird flavour of Old Dutch chips in a box).

The latest one is one that I think I’m ok with feel guilty about today, but if I still feel guilty next week, I won’t be ok with it. I was told about a falling out that two people had. Both are known for being somewhat stubborn. One party is male, the other is female. The male involved is someone that I don’t necessarily have the highest opinion of (that being said, I should probably give him more of a chance. But at the same time, I know several people who hold him in similar regard). So I commented “well, you know he wouldn’t back down to a woman”. Maybe it’s true, maybe it’s not. But I feel quite bad about it because the person who was telling the story is a friend of this guy. Sure, I think he’s a jerk, but do I have to say negative things about him? Haven’t we always been told that if we don’t have anything nice to say, perhaps we shouldn’t say anything at all?

Maybe my issue isn’t guilt but rather a problem with thinking before I speak…

Monday, June 13, 2005

hello sunshine my old friend

I know this is a completely pointless post. And I know the sun won't last long. But I got a good 30 minutes of sunshine on my lunch break today and I can't tell you how uplifting a little sun is. I am so increadibly affected by the weather...I was crying and sad last night for really no reason. I think the forecast for the week (no sun, lots of rain) broke me. But the sun has come out briefly today...and I hear it may make an appearance tomorrow too.
Hooray. I feel like I can smile again.

Monday, June 06, 2005

being canadian

So there are the inductions to the Canadian Walk of fame on TV tonight. I have seen two of the speeches from the inductees. Alanis Morrisette talked about how she thinks it's great to be from the greatest country in the world to be from. Kiefer Sutherland talked about how nervous he was because he felt like this was so personal (I guess it's easy to accept a golden globe???). As I listen to Paul Anka sing "it's my life" (I'd forgotten he wrote that song...and did you know that Jason Bateman is his son in law?), I wonder about Canadian patriotism.

It's often said that we may not know what we are, but we know what we're not...American. That makes me a little sad. I am definitely a proud Canadian, but what does that mean? Sometimes I feel like as Canadians we feel like we have some sort of moral superiority...yet we shun what we feel is the attitude of superiority that Americans seem to exude.

I just don't know...I have a love hate relationship with my country. I love that as a woman I can strive to be what I want to be. I don't have to worry about the repercussions of pissing off one of my male family members. I have plenty of food. We have more potable water in this country than most of the world does combined...and yet I don't feel like we help enough.
I don't feel like we accept the responsibility that comes along with being so rich.

Ok, so none of that really makes lots of sense. That's too bad. I think I have some intelligent things to say about this, but it's just not coming out right. Perhaps I need more practice.

Thursday, June 02, 2005

the dark side

If you haven't tried the "Darth Mix" m&m's, you should. Though if you're in Calgary, perhaps you shouldn't and instead buy them all up and send them over my way.
I think the lady at the store yesterday thought I was a bit of a nut job when I bought all the bags they had. Though she was a lot more polite than the guy at Blockbuster who warned me that all my teeth would fall out. Considering my last post, perhaps I should have heeded his advice.

In my defense, there were only 4 bags left at the store yesterday, and they have been really hard to find. Plus I had enough control not to also buy the dark peanut ones as well (they aren't as good anyway...).

Seriously though...if you like m&m's, the darth mix is a little piece of heaven in a bag...

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

the dentist

After a horrid hour and a bit at the dentist...poking, prodding, drilling, picking and pulling, this is what the dentist said to me: You should really try to get cavities in more convenient places.
If the right side of my face hadn't felt like I'd just had a stroke and if I could feel my tongue, I would have been able to tell him that if they weren't inconvenient places, I probably wouldn't have had a cavity there...