The Show: Day One

We got dumped today.
After you've been in this game for as long as I have you start to understand that the best you can ask for out of a young puppy at it's first show is just a good performance. Lincoln was a darling, got over his head-shy quirk, and put on one of the best performances I've ever seen out of a 6 month old puppy. I was very impressed with how well puppy man took everything in stride.

Truly a gem, that kid.

Mercedes, the puppy my dad kept from the litter, never ceases to amaze me in how similar to my old girl, Reba, she is. Not only do I catch myself from calling her Reba, but her mannerisms and 'prima donna' attitude are so identical to my geriatric in her youth, that I know the second place she took today was a subpar placing. She had fun, so I know I did my job, but I still can't help feeling a little down on myself for not helping her take a better placement.

A good first day, though, I suppose.

Cross your fingers for me the rest of the weekend.

Lachlan says he's a good luck charm, and he'll pop by tomorrow on his way to his folks'. Here's to hoping!

Spring Has Sprung

The grass is soaked, someone, somewhere is getting 'poked'.

It's happening.. every Spring we get a bunch more hot cops in the city. Or maybe they just come out of hibernation or cryogenic freezing chambers.

Whatever it is, the warming weather causes them to shed their flak jackets for their short sleeved navy blue uniforms and to walk up and down Jasper Ave like hot (and clothed) male underwear models.

Or maybe my libido is just out of control.

Kristina.. I'm sorry to hear you tried to meet me at Hallmark last weekend. Yes, I 'quit going'. :)

3 Days... Oh Dear Lord

Oh Boy Howdy, was that ever fun.

Thank the big guy upstairs for making me think of taking Lincoln to classes tonight, because I've now discovered he's got another stupid idiosyncrasy that we need to work on. Show dogs are examined from every angle, including the inside of the mouth, and he utterly REFUSES to let anyone see his teeth.

Half a block of cheese and some liver snaps did nothing to persuade him that we weren't really trying to kill him, but just to open his mouth a bit, and an hour of that was enough to make want to hide in a closet all show weekend and let someone else make a fool out of themselves with him.

I'll take my dad's puppy instead.. I hear Mom's actually TRAINED her.

I don't think it helped that I pretty much got off the bus after work (had some cashout issues and left later than I had anticipated), and grabbed puppy man for a brisk jog down one of the busiest streets in the area so we wouldn't be late. Hell.. I was tired, and I'm not 6 months old.

After last night's amazing Shepherd's Pie (which is all gone.. I made a dish up for lunch, forgot it this morning, and it was gone by the time I made it home after classes) I've decided to make meatloaf, since that pretty much guarantees me a half decent (ie. NOT PB&J) sandwich for work tomorrow.

I splurged and bought chinese for lunch today, but after 3 bites of burned chow mein and half a spring roll that tasted like fish oil, I threw it out and finished my Orange Pekoe tea as sustenance instead.

I feel like I've had my ass kicked today. 8 hours of standing in heels, an impromptu after-work jog and running a dog around a concrete floor for an hour are 3 things I highly DO NOT recommend in direct succession.

I got another BES done a few weeks back. Got the results today, and I got another 100%. The managers aren't happy that we aren't at a 100% average as a whole, but I'm proud with my performance. I'm not excited to hear what this week brings, though, since I'm not at my happiest and definitely have other things on my mind.

Better check on the meatloaf.

Monday and a Summary in Pictures

Well it's now 10pm and I'm still cooking supper, landlord Steve finally brought us a new WORKING oven at about 7 tonight, so I decided to ring it in by making Shepherd's Pie.. something I think only I could crave.


Got an email back from Jeanette at ATB today. It turns out she called me in late February to set up and interview, but SOMEONE (namely a roommate someone) took a message that they never passed on to me.

Lachlan's still hot.

I'm psyched about the show this weekend. Going to take Linc to classes tomorrow night, pony up the $15 and get him used to the idea that he's not just the cute puppy who gets into the garbage daily, but an impending seasoned show dog. Or something.

I got my hair cut today.. so almost 8 months worth of dead growth is now thriving in my stylist's trash can and I'm sporting a flirty little cut, with actual bounce, body and shape. Ross noticed.. I think he told Adam to mention it and so he did. No one else did. :(
My couch is still beautiful and I still love it. Almost fell asleep while folding towels on it last night.

And rather than getting a job to pay for Summer's therapy, Dade and discovered last night that giving her a $1 hacky sack works better than $140 sessions with a crackpot doggie shrink.

And Dade brought breakfast food home. So Ross is happy.

Saturday

So the boys (Ross, Adam, Dade, Lachlan) and I made a trip to the waterpark at the mall yesterday. Decided to go between 6 and 9 since the rates are discounted. I mean, not discounted by MUCH, but definitely enough to count. Of course, pile on the $6 fee for lockers and you're getting close to what it would cost for a normal day, but I suppose that would be an incidental anyway.

Had an awesome time playing in the wave pool and on the slides. I vowed to Lachlan that it was to be a 'child at heart' day, so we acted like complete morons for the most part and my cheeks have never hurt from smiling so much. We both agreed it was quite possibly the best date we'd ever been on. Even in spite of Dade's question on what it felt like to know everyone in our house has a crush on him, Lachlan was awesome. We're still trying not to dwell on the impending move, and the argument on why I should move with him came up again, but I still know it's an awful idea.

I also helped Adam move yesterday. Apparently he made a remark about a month ago to his folks about how he was thinking about moving in with his boyfriend, Cory, and they took him seriously. A few days ago, he got home from work to find his possessions packed and ready to be moved into Cory's apartment. While some things were already there, by Friday evening he decided the entire idea was stupid beyond belief considering how he and Cory were so close to dunzo, so we packed up his clothes and DVDs and moved them back to his parents yesterday in his small car. How handy it is to be from a tetris generation.. you can make ANYTHING fit in small spaces with enough brain power.

Tam came over for coffee after we were done, and we had a good visit. She's close to finding a way out of Instahell, especially in light of the fact that Princess Jesse got his job with BMO and walked out on Friday after I finished spending my break talking him out of it. I'm happy to hear that the sane people I used to work with are all making their way into the real world, which doesn't constitute that corporate hell, and having a chance to see what LIFE is like on the other side.

It's damn good, I tell you.. DAMN GOOD.

Bryce from MySpace dropped off my new (to me) Ikea couch yesterday, so I finally have couch that isn't arctic temperatures in the winter, sticky in the summer, and is cuddle worthy. I'll post a picture of Ross and I demonstrating later.

Apparently Hallmark didn't get the hint that I quit last weekend, since I came home to 2 messages from them reminding me about my 5 pm shift. Since I was so obviously trying on swimsuits that best minimized my thighs at that point, it would be pointless to tell you I didn't go. But I am pointless.. and I didn't go. There's a few more messages from my boss in my VM box now, but I don't have the brain capacity or heart to listen to them. Let sleeping dogs lie, and let Bridgit have her weekends OFF.

The boy and I watched 'A History of Violence' last night and it IS as bad as everyone says it is. Maybe worse. I made fun of Viggo Mortenson the entire movie for looking like a senior citizen trying to play a virile middle-ager.. he's so not attractive. And anyone who says otherwise deserves to be committed. Honestly, the guy has no eyebrows. We also created our own pizza from Pizza 73, and who knew Italian Sausage, Chicken, Onion, green pepper, feta cheese and mushrooms would be so damn good together?

I swear.. chlorine is worse than pot for creating the munchies.

Anyway.. enough pointlessness.. I need to get my nails done and Toddler is in town from Red Deer and we should really do coffee since I KNOW I will have no time next weekend to do any such thing.

Good Morning, Dade!

Fucking 'Eh'

So for once.. my Friday didn't totally blow.

Today was slammed at work, but I guess that's normal for a Friday, so although I was quite sick still, and more than a little tired and irritable.. it went just fine.

Dade picked me up from work, and his dad hauled his boxspring and mattress from his old apartment downtown to the house. It's amazing how well old computer cables hold up in the stead of bungee cords. I'm guessing that truly makes Dade a computer geek. :D

Actually.. the most humorous part of my day was when I was finishing cashing out and the branch's security guard, John, came up to my wicket to let me know there was 'a gentleman with green hair by the name of David waiting outside' for me. That merited a few raised eyebrows from nearby coworkers. It's a good thing he mentioned the green hair, however, because who the hell is David? No one calls Dade that!

Less than a week until the 'rents and little G are in the city. I'm nervous as hell about the show, but excited to see them. I'm sending mom and dad to see Trooper on Saturday night, and G and I are going to tool around West Ed doing the tacky tourist thing since he is, and I always endeavour to have the chance to act like one.

I'm slipping.. I'm not as funny as I used to think I was.

Someone was Praying

So thank you.. whoever you are.

I didn't have to give my boss my resignation, or threaten to quit or anything.. she just told me I 'owe her one' and gave me the day off.

So now I can be excited about Red Deer and seeing my folks and everything without fearing how to get out of working that day.

Life is good.

Lachlan's in Manitoba right now for work, and apparently Ryan is bailing on me since he asked if I wanted to do dinner tonight and is now NOWHERE to be found, so I'm spending a solitary night with Lincoln, since Summer's apparently in a god awful mood and is spending time in her crate.

I almost thought about calling Jeremy up just to get out of the house, and decided I could do with another night alone to get some things done. Now if only I could drag myself away from this maddening box of joy and wonder and do some of those things, I'd be set.

So here goes...

Tomorrow, Tomorrow

I guess it's the day of reckoning tomorrow since I have to re-ask for the 31st off, and if the answer is a negative, I put in my notice.

I still haven't figured out how to bring it up yet, or what to write in my notice, and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared about the outcome. Pray for me.

On another note.. it's June 14th that I testify against the fraud case.

Here's me and my subpoena:



I'm still sick. Death might feel better.

Happy Anniversary Ry!

My buddy Ryan messages me tonight to tell me it's been about one year since the day we met.

It's crazy to think that, first off, it went by so quickly, and secondly that it's only been a year. I feel like I've known him for so much longer than that.

Looking back, we both realize all we've been through in this last year. The comings and going of many girls on his part and many boys on mine, the road trip to my parent's place, camping at Miquelon ('Bladder infections' and the crazy retarded kid who wanted to be my boyfriend), 'pseudo date' nights when those boys or girls weren't available, the crazy psychic at the Brewhouse, my birthday (and the crazy costume we thought up for him on a whim so he wouldn't look like a partypooper), his birthday and wayyy too many shots, and too many times where we just called each other to talk about nothing.

He was there through a lot of the many makeups and breakups of DHW, took me as his official 'date' to Green Day (something I'll always love him for), helped out with the yard sale to discard DHW's shite, taking me and the kids for a walk down Candy Cane Lane and Summer officially crowning him 'King of her World'.

Man.. Ry.. you are the perfect man. Now clone yourself.

x=yes, blank=no

(x) smoked a cigar

( ) made out with someone from the same sex

(x) hugged sum1 u barely know

( ) stolen a car

(x) been called a slut

(x) had a one night stand

( ) seen someone die

(x) been in love

(x) been dumped

(x) shoplifted

(x) been fired

(x) got stoned

(x) been in a fist fight

(x) had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back

(x) been arrested

(x) made out with a stranger

(x) got drunk before

(x) made out with sumone you dont even remember you did.

(x) gone on a blind date

(x) had a crush on a teacher

(x) been to Canada

( ) been to Mexico

(x) been on a plane

(x) thrown up in a bar

( ) purposely set a part of yourself on fire

( ) eaten Sushi

(x) been snowboarding

(x) been moshing at a concert

(x) been in an abusive relationship

(x) taken painkillers

(x) love someone or miss someone right now

(x) laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by

(x) made a snow angel

(x) had a tea party

(x) gone puddle jumping

(x) played dress up

(x) jumped into a pile of leaves

(x) cheated while playing a game

(x) been lonely

(x) fallen asleep at work/school

( ) used a fake id ..To Get Into The Movies

(x) watched the sun set

(x) felt an earthquake

(x) touched a snake

( ) slept beneath the stars

(x) been tickled

(x) been robbed

(x) petted a reindeer/goat

(x) won a contest

(x) been suspended from school

(x) been in a car accident

( ) had braces

(x) felt like an outcast

(x) had deja vu

( ) danced NAKED in the moonlight

(x) hated the way you look

(x) pole danced

( ) been obsessed with post-it notes

(x) squished barefoot through the mud

(x) been lost

(x) felt like dying

(x) cried yourself to sleep

(x) played cops and robbers

(x) done something you told yourself you wouldn't

(x) made prank phone calls

(x) laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose

(x) caught a snowflake on your tongue

(x) danced in the rain

(x) written a letter to Santa Claus

(x) been kissed under a mistletoe

(x) watched the sun rise with someone you care about

(x) made a bonfire on the beach

(x) crashed a party

(x) had a wish come true

( ) jumped off a bridge [into water]

( ) screamed penis in class

(x) ate dog/cat food

(x) told a complete stranger you loved them

(x) sang in the shower

(x) had a dream that you married someone

(x) got your tongue stuck to a flag pole

( ) kissed a fish

(x) worn the opposite sexes clothes

(x) been a cheerleader

(x) sat on a roof top

(x) screamed at the top of your lungs

( ) done a one-handed cartwheel

(x) talked on the phone for more than 6 hours

(x) pick and ate an apple right off the tree

(x) climbed a tree

(x) had a tree house

( ) are scared to watch scary movies alone

(x) believe in ghosts

( ) have more then 30 pairs of shoes

( ) worn a really ugly outfit to school just to see what others say

(x) gone streaking

( ) played chicken

(x) been told you're hot by a complete stranger

( ) broken a bone

(x) been easily amused

(x) caught a butterfly

(x) laughed so hard you cried

(x) cried so hard you laughed

(x) mooned/flashed someone

(x) had someone moon/flash you

(x) cheated on a test

( ) have a Britney Spears CD

(x) forgotten someone's name

(x) slept naked

(x) gone skinny dippin in a pool/LAKE?

(x) been kicked out of your house

(x) moved before

( ) parents are split up

Tuesday Sucked, too

I'm official now, I guess.

My new nametag was sitting in my wicket when I got to work this am. Too bad I'm seriously contemplating playing my only trump card and handing in my notice if I don't get the last day of the month off like I keep requesting.

The dog show in Red Deer begins that day and the folks get into town on Thursday night, so it's uber important that I get it off, and despite me asking for it off the day I started, apparently they feel they're so short staffed that they can't even grant me that one shift off at month end.

Not a happy camper.. so I'll attempt it again, and if it's a no go, then this is a no go too I guess.

Also the BES was done about 2 weeks ago apparently, when we were really short staffed and extremely busy with long lineups, so they should know I'm worthwhile to keep on if I can pull that off and still have client compliments.

And besides that.. I'm like the referral queen. I set up prospectives with new accounts every day, and today I even sold a mortgage, so dammit CIBC.. just keep me on.

I'm also developing the flu, cold, bubonic plague and it rots. I'm such a wimp when I'm sick.

Was supposed to go to an Oilers game tonight, but apparently SOMEONE is now taking a friend with lady troubles, so here I sit and contemplate napping.

I'm depressed.. and sick. This sucks.

BES Yes

Well CIBC has this policy where when people do transactions through the tellers, an outside call centre calls them afterwards to ask them questions in regards to their experience to make sure everyone's still doing their jobs and treating the clients well.

It's called the 'Branch Experience Survey' or BES and is essentially like mystery shopping, except the people don't really know they'll be called and asked about the experience, so it's a little less subjective.

I got my first BES on Friday of last week, and am overjoyed to hear I scored a perfect 100%. I'm immensely proud.

I *think* I quit at Hallmark yesterday, but I'll come to that later.

Still being a pussy about calling my boss to clarify.

Who Are You?

Well.. like I normally do on a slow Sunday afternoon, I checked my sitemeter to see where people were visiting me from and what they checked out, and I come across the referral from google where someone actually searched for the term 'lachlan lavalife'.

If that weren't strange enough, the person's IP is linked to Chase, B.C., which is a little town my parents both grew up and met each other in.

So strange visitor from Chase, identify yourself.. I'm weirded out.

I'm so in over my head

Lachlan and I had a long talk about his impending move to Ontario last night, and both came out of it feeling depressed and pensive and more confused than when we started.

I guess up until Friday I had a bit of hope that something would fall through with the deal, or (God forbid) his V.P. would decide someone was better suited or had a better skill set for the position or something, and I know that's utterly self serving and a horrible thought, but it's hope and sometimes it's all we have.

Woah, run-on sentence.

But when he told me on Friday that everything was a go and he'll be a Torontonian by autumn I just got mad.

I'm mad at the situation, and I'm mad at the fact that I am mad, because this is an awesome opportunity for him and I should be happy for him.

Just what the hell is this twisted fate that allows you to develop something with someone, and just when you're again excited about something again, takes it away from you?

I know this is a huge step for him, and I know that he'd be stupid to pass up the opportunity, and then when he mentioned that he has a hidden agenda and would really like to pursue another related line of work that has a hotbed of activity and opportunity in Toronto, that being upset is just selfish on my part.

In one way I think we're being foolhardy in pursuing something that is inevitably going to end, but in another the diehard romantic in me agrees with the theory that this is a learning opportunity for me and him both, and that yes, I guess it is better to love and have lost, then never to have loved at all.

And moving to Toronto with him like has been suggested?

There's no rational line of thinking that can make that a viable solution. So I should probably stop trying to rationalize it and forget he said anything at all.

Life seriously sucks sometimes.

The eternal optimist in me tells me that life is just throwing me a curveball and that I have a chance to find the good in this, and the pessimist in me tells me that the big guy(s) upstairs are having a hoot playing the boardgame of 'My Life' and watching me squirm, but in any case, I need to talk about this, because holding it inside doesn't make it any easier.

Stuff N Such

You Are a Glazed Donut

Okay, you know that you're plain - and you're cool with that. You prefer not to let anything distract from your sweetness. Your appeal is understated yet universal. Everyone dig you. And in a pinch, you'll probably get eaten.

What Donut Are You?

So I had 'the flu'.. my boss didn't sound convinced but at least I don't have to go in today.

Y'know how you hear about people getting reprimanded for maintaining a weblog, especially if contains anything that could be construed as derogatory in regards to the company?

Well, in case anyone is interested, the reason the link to the right of this page for Corina's blog no longer works is because she recieved a warning from her place of employment yesterday for hers.

I always thought they were isolated incidences, but I suppose employers are tiring of reprimanding their employees for normal things like sleeping or drinking on the job, and need to start a witchhunt for more modern reasons.

I'll bet Instahell would sue me for all I was worth if they got ahold of mine.

Dade and Rossy are cleaning out the spare room, which I guess won't be that much longer in light of the fact that Dade's moving in shortly.

Apparently is really inept in the kitchen, when we pulled the breadmaker out of the closet storage he asked if it was a 'mini washing machine'.

Fatigued

Let me just say that I had absolutely no concept of how truly exhausted I was until just now, just over 2 hours away from the beginning of my shift at Hallmark.

I'm not sure I've ever felt less like working in my life.

I have about all the focus and powers of concentration of a dishrag, and my thoughts keep jumping back and forth between rational, applicable thoughts and random absurd ones.

So my question to myself, and I will pose it to you as well, dear Reader, is.. what's my excuse for calling in sick?

I need a nap.

The Sort of night the best stories are born...

I *guess* it was a good night last night. From all I can remember it seems like it, but it was like the night that never ended.

To start, Corey and I blackmailed Adam into coming and ditching his clingy and demanding boyfriend, Cory, and coming to drink with us at the Canadian Brewhouse. After an hour of angry texting back and forth between him and the aforementioned beau, Adam bailed.

We called Ross and he brought his friend Cassandra over, had a pitcher of green beer on top of the grasshoppers I'd already been drinking, and then Matt and Ryan showed up with some friends.

I got suckered into calling over some guy Corey and Ross thought was hot, good thing I did because the poor guy is new in Edmonton from PEI and really knows no one here. Chatted with him for a bit, established he was straight and invited him to the peelers with us after he was done his beer.

And then St. Petes..

How many good drinking stories begin with, "When we got to the strippers..."?

I am the queen of winning posters (keychains, magnets, lighters, you name it), and ended up with a few posters and a lighter myself and gave the rest to the boys and some girl who came with us.

Matt was Matt, which generally means super generous and drinks and shots kept coming.

After a lapdance or two, and several more drinks, Ryan and I went outside for a smoke and he springs on me that he's apparently ALWAYS had a crush on me.

Super awkward moment. Wasn't sure how to react to that, since I always thought Ryan was joking with me when he made comments in that thread.

Anyway, then we decide it would be a great idea to go downtown to the afterhours club, but when we got there, standing in line for 20 minutes in the heavy snowfall sounded like no fun at all, so we decided to pass and head back to the Westend.

The girl and I charged through the park to get Wok Box food across from Commerce Place, but of course at 2:30 in the morning it was closed.. like just about everything else.

Dropped her off at her place, and we all went back to Matt's to pass out.

And now it's time for me to sign off and post a few morepictures.. keep in mind, I forgot I had a camera once I forgot how to say CIBC, so about 8 drinks into the night.. pics cut off after the Canadian.

Happy St Pattys Day!

Hot or Not?

Fridays Truly Suck

The bank I work at was robbed today. It's just like most bank robberies in that no one had a clue what was happening. Bank was in lockdown mode for about 2 and a half hours while the police questioned the teller and other employees.

Everyone's a little shaken up, especially since in actuality, banks truly aren't robbed that often, but it's always a fear in the back of your mind when you work with money.

Came home to a message from Lachlan who decided who's going to Red Deer this weekend, call him back and find out he also had the meeting with the V.P. of his company and is indeed moving to Toronto in June or July. Tells me he doesn't want to go now that he has something holding him to Edmonton, but my two cents are that he doesn't really, does he?

I dunno, on Fridays it rains, it pours for me.

Then I discover a subpoena from the Edmonton Police service instructing me to show up in court in late June to testify against a repeated fraud case that I encountered several times at Instahell. Oh joy.

Do I get drunk, or do I remain anti-social and clean my house up?

Cyanide and Happiness

It's back up again... which makes me deliriously happy.

If you've not done it yet, you're a loser incapable of being loved, so go read them and perhaps you can be redeemed.

Gee-I-Wanna Hump Day

Can you believe I haven't thought of anything to blog in 2 days now?

Let's face it.. nothing interesting happens to me.

To summarize:

- I still had a Menuplus account at CIBC which basically went defunct the year after I was upgraded to it by default when I was no longer under a 'youth account'. It boils down to me paying in excess of $200 more in service charges for the past 3 years by having a dumb bank account that takes more money than it should and offers no more benefits than accounts do now.

- I got my staff accounts today anyway. My service charges for last month and this month were credited back to my account, so I got *bliss* like $50 back that I promptly put towards bills.

- I've decided I really really really want to drive and will even go through this graduated licensing bullcrap that Alberta has now implemented despite going through it partially in BC already. I miss it, and I genuinely hate the bus now.

- I was exhausted and tried to fall asleep by 9 last night, but then Lachlan came online, so I talked to him, and then Jeremy called and wanted to chat, too. This dating stuff takes time out of my meager sleep schedule.

- Because of last night, I was exhausted this morning, and slept in. Had about 10 minutes to get ready for work and then caught a later bus. Thus why I really want to drive and not do this commuting crap anymore.

- My Nana sent me a care package today. I heart care packages.

- Lachlan and I have plans to drink green beer on Friday. Any joiners?

And in the evening..

Corey and I overindulged in drinks at the Canadian.

We spent a good hour or two calling random people trying to convince them to come out, and got turned down more than a few times (who honestly believes packing to go to work or playing internet poker by themselves is more fun than US????) and finally convinced Dade to come visit us.

After about 5 cocktails (Bartender's Root Beer for C, Grasshopper's for Moi) he finally showed up and played a round of pool with us.

Anyone that knows me well knows how awful I am at billiards, and that usually I can pull off one really nice shot to redeem myself.

Made that shot and then Dade won.

Now I have to work in 10 hours, which doesn't SEEM too bad, but Lord knows it's going to hurt.

And at that.. I'm out.

The Mundane for Monday

- The poetry ads on the bus ('Take the Poetry Route') are awful. How are chocolate and snow even remotely related??

- The ads for ETS' BOB campaign about Fare being Fair drive me nuts, too. Actually.. I just have a dislike for BOB himself. He's anal. And ugly.

- It took the entirety of my bus' route down Jasper Ave. before my P.O.S. MP3 player started actually playing music instead of flashing the LCD screen off and on at me. I really wish I'd bought an iPod a year ago instead. :(

- My bus seat was slightly damp, and I was slightly disturbed.

- I totally read over the shoulder of the chick in front of me until I realized I was reading about Hinduism and Transcendental Meditation. Who reads books like that for fun?

- There's a Home Hardware right by my house, and today was honestly the first time I EVER noticed it. I'm so not an observant person. Now I want to paint my house.

- I caught myself humming along to that Hawksley Workman song 'Striptease' until the guy across the aisle raised his eyebrow at me.

- I should really get my landlord to replace my stove tonight, lest we go ANOTHER month without a working one.

- Timmy's 'Roll up the Rim to Win' contest sucks. I've won 2 donuts and I buy at least 2 teas a day.

Thought for Too Early

I always get this crazy fear that at some point, I've placed someone on the phone on hold while I wandered away after something shiny and that's why no one ever calls me anymore.

More Blogthings

Your Toes Should Be Pink

You love to dress girly and work your feminine charms, with a bit of an edge. Your ideal guy: Is confident enough to get any girl he wants Stay away from: Jerks who only see you as eye candy

What Color Should Your Toenails Be?

Your Reputation Is: Sweet Girl

While you're well known, there's nothing to worry about. You're reputation is mostly good - as good as any rep can be.

What's Your Reputation?

Guys Like That You're Sensitive

And not in that "cry at a drop of a hat" sort of way You just get most guys - even if you're not trying to Guys find it is easy to confide in you and tell you their secrets No wonder you tend to get close quickly in relationships!

What Do Guys Like About You?

You're Part Diva

You know that a girl's gotta work it to get her way in the world. And while you aren't about to throw a tantrum at every turn... You do amp up the drama when you know you need it. You mix charm, honesty, and kindness to get ahead.

Are You a Diva?

Eight Below

Went to see Eight Below today with Jeremy.

I sort of felt bad about taking such a guy-ish guy to a Disney flick about sleddogs, but he actually seemed to enjoy it, although I think me sharing my licorice had a lot more to do with his enjoyment than the actual movie.

To his credit, he did sort of tear up in the part of the movie where one of the dogs dies, and of course I was soaking the people in front of me with my waterworks.

Had to come home and give my two a hug, and reassure them that I would NEVER (EVER) leave them behind in Antarctica for six months.

Strobe Effect

Apparently the ballast (sp?) is broken on the flourescent light in my bedroom, and for about 5 minutes after you turn it on, it flickers on and off, not unlike a strobe.

Now every night before bed I get the strangest craving to go make out with some dishy jock-type while 'Hollaback Girl' thumps in the background.

He Finally Snapped

I'm such a proud house mommy...

Look at what Rossy did:




I think the premise is that the dogs are driving him nuts and he did a cartoon about it, but look at the cuteness!

Wanton Website of the Day

I love Corey and Mike's bad date rescue call system.. it's like a twist on old 'emergency phone call' to break up the hideousness of sitting with someone you can't stand in a place you don't want to be on a night you'd rather be watching Bad 80's movies with Doritos.

Basically, whoever's on the date excuses himself to go to the biffy, texts the other a number on a scale of 1-3 (One being "He's so hot, I'll call you in the morning", Two being "Call me in 20, I might need to get drunk" and Three being "Help, Help, Oh for the love of God, Please Help") and the texted responds.

It took a few times to work the glitches out, especially since Mike had troubles differentiating between 1 and 3, but now I think they have it perfected.

The last time this was tried, Corey went to meet a boy at Tim's in South Edmonton Common. Turns out the poor guy looks very similar to an ogre, and Corey implements the system.

10 minutes later Mike walks in, calls Corey a worthless shit and tells him he needs to come help move the oven, NOW, like he promised earlier.

Those boys crack me up.

But this..This totally cracked me up when I came across it today.

For the low, low price of $35, you too my friend-less friend can have your very own Escape-a-Date service. However.. if you're paying $35 to get some total stranger to call to break up a bad date, chances are you're not really on a date, but you ran out of 900 numbers to call, and you just really wanted to hear a friendly voice.

Not only that, but ever been in a relationship and not had enough balls to even write him/her a Dear John/Jane letter? Nope, neither have I, nor has anyone I know, but this little gem will also help all the emotionally castrated morons out there dump their S.O. as well.

The wonders of technology?

We're all going to hell.

Hey.. it's 4:20!

Ha!

Read the bold and weep.. I'll call you from my corner office!

Your Five Factor Personality Profile

Extroversion: You have high extroversion. You are outgoing and engaging, with both strangers and friends. You truly enjoy being with people and bring energy into any situation. Enthusiastic and fun, you're the first to say "let's go!" Conscientiousness: You have medium conscientiousness. You're generally good at balancing work and play. When you need to buckle down, you can usually get tasks done. But you've been known to goof off when you know you can get away with it. Agreeableness: You have medium agreeableness. You're generally a friendly and trusting person. But you also have a healthy dose of cynicism. You get along well with others, as long as they play fair. Neuroticism: You have low neuroticism. You are very emotionally stable and mentally together. Only the greatest setbacks upset you, and you bounce back quickly. Overall, you are typically calm and relaxed - making others feel secure. Openness to experience: Your openness to new experiences is high. In life, you tend to be an early adopter of all new things and ideas. You'll try almost anything interesting, and you're constantly pushing your own limits. A great connoisseir of art and beauty, you can find the positive side of almost anything.

The Five Factor Personality Test

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I'm doing it again.. I'm procrastinating instead of doing something I'm fully aware NEEDS to be done.

Times like these I wish I were financially stable enough to just hire a maid and be done with this.

Anyway.. not a good segue for what I'm going to ramble about next, but whatever.

Lachlan and I were talking about careers and our personal lives last night over drinks, and I learned something new about myself..

apparently I lack focus.

I guess my entire life I've strived to be jack of all trades, master of none, and up until this point I think it worked well for me.

Here I am thinking I'm 22 years old with my entire life ahead of me and at least a basic grasp of what I 'want to be when I grow up', and then he blindsides me and tells me that basically.. I am grown up, and now's the time to figure it out.

Fuck.

Who wants reality when you're still grooving on the sheer bliss of indecision?

I have about 6 different career paths pulling me in 6 different directions, I graduated from high school 5 years ago, and the closest thing to formal education that I have is a mixology course. Granted.. it's not the best position to be in, but I never thought it was the worst.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm here under the assumption that 22 is still young enough to be gaining life experience and that my current path is just the right speed, but the people around me view me and someone with ambition but no drive.

Am I flighty?

No wait.. don't answer that.

I'm not. Honestly.

But who wants to dole out money for post-sec to become qualified for a job they discover they despise?

This growing up stuff is overrated.

Fun 'N Cards

Today was a 'double day' which meant I left at like 9 am this morning, worked all day at the bank and then off to Hallmark for the closing shift.

CIBC was nothing special. My feet hurt, and I was out of it, that's about it.

By the time I made it to Hallmark, was so damn tired that I found EVERYTHING hilarious.

Dustin and I played with the musical cards for a bit to pass the time.. of course I suck at belting out 'Stand by Me' just as much as I suck at belting out everything else.

When that got old we settled on a very juvenile covert mission to shoot the other with elastics. That got old when he had 6 to my measly 2 left. Then I called a truce.

By the end of the night, we were pulling out little glass figurines and making stories up about them.

For example, 'Drinking too much of this' (glass figurine of a wine bottle) after a lucky streak playing these (glass dice) often results in this (bride and groom figurines)'.

You must understand how foggy my head is.

Going to watch that Harold and Kumar flick now, since stoner comedy is about all I'm able to comprehend.

Soundtrack of my Life

Asking people what songs they would have on their life's movie soundtrack is one of my all-time favorite questions to ask.

It breaks the ice on a first date, gives you something to toss out during a dull MSN chat, and let's you find out more about old friends.

I've added and deleted songs on my soundtrack for years, but I think I finally have a list of 8 songs that will definitely be considered as the defining songs for the moments of my life exciting (or at least NOT dull) enough to be captured on film.

Herein follows, the beginning of my soundtrack:

Breathe Me - Sia
Chasin' You Around - Sugar Ray
Get Me Off - Basement Jaxx
Hardcore Days and Softcore Nights - Aqueduct
The New York Times - Everclear
Tired of Being Sorry - Ringside
Wicked Games - Chris Isaak
What it feels like for a girl - Madonna

Now.. they're not listed in chronological order based on where they'd be played in the movie, but I figure that if anyone is ever stupid/bored/high enough to make a movie about my life, this will be a good starting point.

I may even list it in my will.

*I've ammended it again.. "If I Were You" by Hoobastank would be on the final 10 for sure.

The Job-Huntress

Helped Mom's friend, Marcela, tweak up her resume the other day, and Tam came over last night to get some help with her's as well.

We sent it off in application of about 30+ jobs, so hopefully she finds something so she can put in her notice already.

Princess Jesse put in his notice at Instahell yesterday, he's got a phone interview with BMO coming up and I've been passing on news about other openings with CIBC and other financial institutions as they come up so he can get out, too.

Kyle (aka Pumpkin) worked his last day on Friday, so I think it's high time that we all big adieu to that place for good.

I start a trend! :)

That's about it from this end.. cashout went awesome again today.. although yesterday left much to be desired.

What can I say? Monday is an awful way to spend 1/7th of your life.

I Saw Him

I saw him today...

and for the first time in the 8 months I was terrified again.

Despite my fear, I took kind of a perverse pleasure in looking at him through the window of the bar, realizing the very features I'd been drawn to were features I didn't find even remotely attractive anymore.

Baby, I may have been the most beautiful women in the world to you as you told me frequently, but here's some food for thought --

You were never the most beautiful man in the world to me for 2 reasons:

1) You're not a beautiful person.

2) You were never a man.

Thanx for the superiority complex.

Brokeback got Robbed, Yo!

Well.. Best Motion Picture of the Year goes to Crash, and not the Expert picked Brokeback Mountain (I was going to abbreviate it to BM, and then realized how uncanny that was).

I'll bet there's going to be a lot of pissed off people in Tinseltown tonight, and gay people worldwide, since Michelle Williams got ousted for Best Supporting Actress (by Rachel Weisz, who did do a fantastic job in The Constant Gardener anyway and was deserving), Jakey got bumped for best supporting actor (George Clooney in Syrania.. didn't see it, no comment) and Heath for Best Lead by Philip Seymour Hoffman (hear good things about Capote, so I'll reserve judgement).

But only the nod for Best Picture? *sigh* I liked Crash, but it's difficult to make that decision when you have 2 socially aware films to pick between.. a runner up prize is definitely in the cards.

The Undomestic Goddess

Corey snapped this picture of me cleaning up from stroganoff tonight. I'm so utterly tired.. times like these I can justify hiring a maid.

Note my jumbled appearance and the bloated tummy? Hate days like these.

We almost had to move it up to the 10 second rule!

I can't deny that Ryan Reynolds is beyond hot, and I'd be likely to rent any movie starring him just to stare at him (point in case, The Amityville Horror -- not scary at all, The In-Laws -- Worst movie I ever paid to see, etc), but I have to admit that Waiting... was by far one of the most hokey movies I've seen in a long time.

I've worked in the food service industry, and I have to admit I KNOW some of those crazy coworkers, but c'mon, a game in which it's the sole point to get another male employee to unwittingly look at your 'twig n' berries'? Ugh.. tasteless and not very accurate, AT ALL.

If you are like me and would be Ryan's slave just to be around him 24/7, see it just for him, if not, my firm recommendation is to pass and save your fivespot.

It'll also save you precious time at the video store wincing at the painfully slow new employee while your date gets more and more antsy.

I Could Not Ask for More...

than to be the first CIBC employee in recent history who balanced within a dollar their first day solo on cash. I'm so proud!

Initially I was $2800 short, but after the head teller reconciled the cash machine, I became $0.45 over.

Sorry y'all but that's no small feat when you deal with as much cash as a bank does. Most experienced tellers aren't balanced that well on the best of days.

Instahell was good for something, I guess. :)

Souvenirs!!!

So Ry got back from Florida today, has a cute little burn on his face and some jetlag to show for it.

We watched some show on the World's Dirtiest Jobs while we visited, and you know your life lacks excitement when you actually watch the host going through the process of collecting a Stallion's sperm to artificially inseminate a mare.
Anyway.. he brought me back a Stitch washcloth, and honestly, I can't even express in words how cool this thing was.

It came all shrink wrapped, and you threw it into a bowl of water and watched it expand. Since I really don't lay a claim to any interesting goings-on on Thursday I took pictures to share.

Da Boys

I totally stole this from Nex profile, Dade.. don't shoot me.. I loved it.. and you stole my line about breathing fire or speaking poetry anyway, so we're even. ;)

Anyway.. today was alright for a 12 hour gig. Did a bunch of online tests to quiz my knowledge of banking this far, passed all 4 I took today with a spectacular 4.0 GPA. Probably the first time I've ever got to say that.. let me relish it.

Also found out Dustin at Hallmark is best friend's with Pumpkin (aka Kyle). So I scared the hell out of Kyle when he called the store today asking for Dustin and I was like 'Is this Kyle Leske?'. I'm not sure what was going through his head in that exact moment but I'll bet it was funny and stalker related.

He's leaving Instahell too, which is a feelgood. Forgot to call Tam tonight to prompt her to send her resume into CIBC.. mental note to self to do it on the morrow. Otherwise.. I'm out.