sixteen days under the sundae

5 reasons

2011-07-05T19:08:00.000-07:00

Give me five reasons to get on that plane tomorrow, I said. Give me five reasons and the job and my cat don't count. The artist played funny. "Come back or this apple gets it" he said, & sent me a photo of a half-eaten red delicious. Then, "I haven't seen Fubar yet". The Couchsurfer put in some effort. "We still need to make furniture together". "Berro (my girl) will be sad". Only one person,

holy shit

2011-05-26T00:16:00.000-07:00

I am totally dating this guy right now: i realized today that the kind of man i need is like an oldschool mountainbiker snowboarder indie rocker type, but the kind who has mostly grown out of it. i've got a picture of him in my head, kind of. i want the kind of guy who still goes out and totally has fun, still likes to see live music and party and stuff, but has his shit together, too. '

the eff word

2011-05-25T18:49:00.000-07:00

"So anyway, blah blah blah. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I know I'm just some random chick you met on the internet, but I hope you think of me as a friend, and know that I'm here for you." "I do think of you as my friend. That is a fact. I feel like I can trust you, and am totally comfortable talking to you, which is clear because of the nonsense that's come out of my mouth during this

the eff?

2011-05-21T06:43:00.000-07:00

It's six am. I'm awake. I drank 2+ bottles of wine last night and I'm awake. Plus my facebook account is temporarily unavailable. Maybe the rapture did happen, despite the fact that the BBC is still there? And only Mark Zuckerberg was raptured? MY FACEBOOK ACCOUNT IS UNAVAILABLE, YOU GUYS. I'm actually supposed to be going hiking with the artist today. Yup, it's a day-date. I mean, we did that

it's like the night is taking sides

2011-05-14T03:24:00.000-07:00

Ug I'm having trouble with the whole 'sleep through the night' thing again... I've been waking up at my usual time (2.30 - 3) and lying here obsessing about my state of eyes open 'til five am or so. Not a big deal right now, but shit it sucks during the week. "Madness fills my heart and soul as if the great divide could swallow me whole.. oh how I'm breaking down" So last night I had a girly

I heart Tony

2011-05-11T06:28:00.000-07:00

the problem begins and ends with this: looks are deceiving. you may see someone and be all hubba hubba. and then they burn you. next one rolls around and youre all mama mia. and that one burns you too. so you think, ah, i need to look at other factors before i do the thing that will make me vulnerable. and when that works out you forget the red herring, you only aim at the shiny thing Inside.

TFLN - the Sundae edition

2011-05-10T20:49:00.000-07:00

Quite possibly the best text message I've ever sent: "OK look, if it's really that important to you, we can use herring in the Viking games. It's gotta be external application only, though, and I'm standing firm on the no-Oakenfold". There's a whole preamble to that, of course, but, seriously, why bother? Everything you need to know about the conversation can be summed up in those couple of

side note

2011-05-08T08:02:00.000-07:00

Google Analytics is telling me that I get a lot of hits from people looking for "small ass". Oh kids you are *so* in the right place.

let's make this happen, girl

2011-05-08T07:25:00.000-07:00

So there's a bit of a tradition here in the sundae sanatorium that we like to refer to as 'pants-off / dance-off', which is to say that I like to spend a lot of pants-free time in my apartment, usually half cut on cheap red wine, dancing around in the semi-dark whilst my cat looks on with scorn. I've got a pretty good list of songs that make the PO/DO cut, but the most recent is a remix of a Two

if you were a pill

2011-05-07T07:54:00.000-07:00

I don't know why I can't just relax and take things at face value, but I have to over-analyze absolutely every inaction and obsess about words said or not said. I wonder if it's because I spent umpteen million years in university searching for hidden meanings in texts - subterfuge in the way that words lie on the page one after the other. Why would anyone actually say what they are thinking when

But you do have to carry it with you to Toronto

2011-04-28T07:45:00.000-07:00

Things I have to do this morning: 1) carefully examine contents of suitcase to figure out what I packed whilst hammered on cheap (yet entirely drinkable) red wine. Yeah that's mostly it. Oh I should prob eat something, too, because last night's dinner consisted of triscuits, hummus, and lousiana hot sauce and my belly is now yelling at me. Yay bachelorette me. (Why does blogger recognize

Can't carry it with you if you want to survive

2011-04-27T18:15:00.000-07:00

So tomorrow I head to Canadia-eh for the little brother's wedding. Which is crazy. I mean, it was one thing when the sister got married, but in my head my little brother is still wearing short pants and staging elaborate WWF battles (the wrestlers, not the animals - it used to be WWF, y'all) in our family room. Probably whilst making machine gun noises. He did that. ------ Just talked on the

I'm dying here

2011-04-26T21:34:00.000-07:00

OMG I'm watching game 7 of the 'hawks / 'nucks series and I may die from the stomach ache. Seriously - if it weren't for Crawford the game would have been over 20 (hockey) minutes ago. ---- "You are wearing *way* to many clothes," he says. "So take them off me," I reply. "OK, let's start here." ---- I woke up wrapped in his arms over and over again all night long. I might like this one a

when i raise my trigger finger

2011-04-24T22:05:00.000-07:00

All you fuckers hit the deck. Man what a weird night last night ended up being. I don't even know how to begin to describe it really, but it did end with a (former) friend punching the couchsurfer in the face with a pint glass. No real way for a friendship to come back after that. I mean, the couchsurfer has his flaws, but he is my friend and I love him, and he's held me while I was deep in the

28 hours later

2011-04-04T20:56:00.000-07:00

So date four turned into 28 hours, countless bars, a crazy bicycle ride through the 'hoods, and at least 76% of his friends walking in on us having sex just to say hi. I shudder to think how many near strangers have now seen my ass. You know, more than before. It's not as though half the world hasn't seen my ass, it's just usually it's through the comfort of a computer screen. Sidenote -

one life to live, but we're doing it wrong

2011-04-02T08:17:00.000-07:00

Some Saturdays you wake up curled up with a fuzzy lunchbox of a cat instead of a cute boy and that's ok, except you look at your bloggity and wonder wtf happened to the rest of the week? How did we rocketship from last Saturday morning to this Saturday morning and what did we do inbetween besides eat sleep drink work go through the motions? Is there anything that happened that could be considered

Let's play 'Hipster or Not?'

2011-03-28T19:15:00.000-07:00

So I woke up yesterday morning luxuriating in the thought of having a Sunday off. A Sunday that came after a Saturday off. A Saturday that started off with a cute boy bringing me coffee in bed. Coffee that he made, even. There are worse ways to start a Sundae. Or a Sunday, even. Of course, it was at this point that I looked over at my laundry pile and realized that it was now taller than me - no

Days of Grace

2011-03-27T09:21:00.000-07:00

So on Friday I was supposed to go to a work party thing at a club in the Gaslamp but when my work-bestie bailed the perils of navigating the San Diego equivalent of every irritating club district on the planet became too great and the smiley internet guy and I decided to stick a little closer to home. Date three, y'all. Just sayin'. Anyway, as longtime readers of the blog may know, I'm not the

You want a piece of my heart?

2011-03-21T19:43:00.000-07:00

It's funny. I find myself more irritated than anything by the attentions paid to me by the internet boys. Well, that's not true - there's one that I kinda keep my eye on. He's not really my type, but he's got this big goofy grin and for some reason it really makes me smile. I'm getting used to living by myself. I've never done it before, after all - one of the side effects of having a kid at 17.

Perils and Pitfalls of Internet Dating

2011-03-17T11:20:00.000-07:00

So I've been doing the innerweb dating thing again, if for no other reason than I usually hang out with guys and it's hard to meet guy 2 when you are in the company of guy 1, even if guy 1 is a platonic, friendly guy . If you know what I mean. Guy 3? fuggedaboutit. Anyhoo I've come really close to deleting my account these past couple of weeks, 'cause I've had a couple of those... shall we say.

abandon ship

2011-03-08T20:08:00.000-08:00

Tonight on the way home we hit up my fave tasting room for my fave beer which they have on tap oh-so-very-rarely.... Anyhoo I drank a couple, lamented the fact that my girlbits are broken to my bestie, and came home to take slutty photos. Anyone want one?

On the fritz

2011-03-07T20:29:00.000-08:00

So I'm beginning to wonder if there's something wrong with my girlparts. Like, if I met you before and have been attracted to you, it's all good - the bits still sing and dance at your presence. However, and this is a big however, no one I meet lately can get me hot. Like perfectly attractive people and they want me and kiss me and I'm all "yahwnnn oh hey I'm going to head home drink cheap

Mace

2011-03-01T20:08:00.001-08:00

This song, I said, makes me want to dance around my apartment in my panties. There are lots of songs that do that, he said. I know, I replied - I hate pants. Pants, he said, are the last thing I think of, when I think of you. Oh? I replied? and what's your first think? Supercute canadian rock n roll goddess, he answered. *heart*

True Confessions

2011-02-28T20:09:00.000-08:00

So they say that confession's good for the soul. My soul could use some salvation and/or some salve, so let's get this out of the way, shall we? 1) I was on man hiatus b/c I had a really weird, uncomfortable internet date. I guess the confession is that I've been going on internet dates. Maybe the blog will get interesting again, hm? 2) The verb in that sentence is *was*. 3) I'm totally and

Sundae afternoons....

2011-02-27T20:35:00.000-08:00

So I finally met the blogfather. He said to me.. "Do you like Elvis Costello?" I said yes, but I'm disappointed that he married Diana Krall, because I love my Canadian girls, but she's as whitebread middle america as they come. She's no Canadian girl, thrust up from the permafrost screaming for sunshine and heat and passion. She was born in.... Arizona where the temps are a steady 98 degrees all

acrobatics

2011-01-14T06:13:00.000-08:00

So there's a comment two posts down that might be the best ever. Can't really take it to heart, though, because a girl's gotta have hobbies and mind is self-immolation for your entertainment. After Wednesday's epic shitty day I asked the couch surfer if he'd please spend some time with me yesterday. He's not nice and not cute but somehow he makes my head be still. He said he would, and when I

Like water for

2011-01-12T16:45:00.000-08:00

So I was bitten by a cute, dreadlocked circus performer last night. Three times, actually - once on the arm and twice on the neck. I can't remember how it happened, exactly. I do know that she was introduced to me by a (smokin hot) acrobat as his girlfriend. He then introduced her boyfriend, and his date. I commented that the situation seemed complicated. He said "Fuck no. *Monogamy* is

A choir of furies in your head

2011-01-08T09:26:00.000-08:00

I quit taking the lexapro after one month because it's $100/ bottle and who the fuck can afford that when there are things like wine and shoes to buy? Things are blacker than black, though, and I can't get out of my head so when I went to the dr about my fire ant eyes (yes I've got fire ants in my eyes, currently; dr says it's 'pink eye', but I know it's fire ants) I asked him to give me

I used to be a writer.

2011-01-06T22:39:00.000-08:00

I kind of even remember how some days. (fr. November 3, 2005) warning - pity part to commence in tminus seventeen seconds. In 1915, The National Council of Teachers of English established the first week in November as Better-Speech Week. I'm not sure why this tickles my fancy, but it does. In honour of this, I shall construct one of my rare blog entries which actually conform to most of the

fuuuuu

2011-01-01T11:33:00.000-08:00

So I'm starting off 2011 car-less, phone-less, and half in the bag over a guy who really doesn't feel more than vague affection for me. I'm trying so hard to put a positive spin on everything. I'm trying so hard. And I'm sorry that you get to hear the shit but if I have to smile and laugh on the outside then this becomes the only place where I can curl up and cry. Well you know, except for when

Cleaning house

2010-12-27T09:38:00.000-08:00

There comes a time after the end of almost every relationship (of the romantic variety) where you have to step back, take stock, and decide whether or not that person still brings value to your life. Like after you break up and you cling to the pedestrian notion that you can still be friends. Can you? Can you really? Or are you just holding on clutching the final shreds of whatever it was you

All the drunks they were singing

2010-12-25T22:40:00.000-08:00

I'm unnaturally attached to "fairytale in new york" this holiday season. Like, I keep listening again and again, and it reaches deep inside of me and plucks on my heartstrings in ways that nothing else has been able to do this December. Well consciously, anyway - I admit that there are moments when I encounter a random news story, or watch a commercial, or hear a song, and start bawling my eyes

Everything old is new again

2010-11-14T07:35:00.000-08:00

I've been making a big effort to get out of the house and socialize this past week & it's def. been interesting. I'm meeting a bunch of people and having my sense of desirability (sexpottiness) reaffirmed. There really is something in me that needs male attention. Always has been, I guess. So last night I went with a friend to see a DJ show at a local lounge & was just minding my business

Rainy Monday

2010-11-08T06:00:00.000-08:00

Thanks to a fairly high dose of prescription Ambien and some more than decent red wine, I've actually managed to get +6 hours of sleep the past two nights in a row. Sure I know it's prob not the most healthy approach to bedtime, but hell - I was so tired I was starting to hear voices. Sooner or later they were going to convince me to walk naked down the overpass or something equally newsworthy.

I was looking back to see if you were looking back at me

2010-11-05T07:58:00.000-07:00

super hot bathroom shots for everyone So last night I went to see Massive Attack & Thievery Corporation. I actually was really looking forward to MA b/c they've been my favourites for as long as I can remember, but it turns out TC kicked major ass. Not because the music was better, but because it was better suited to a live show, I guess. The one silver lining to these past shitty weeks is

le sigh

2010-10-31T14:11:00.000-07:00

One of the forgotten drawbacks of being single - there's no one to help you fold the fucking fitted sheet. I've had family here for basically the last week so just washed a veritable mountain of laundry. That's exactly how I wanted to spend my sunny sundae. Trust me. In other words, I have some wicked fucking insmonia. Like even the sleeping pills won't make it go away. I've been awake since

not so smrt

2010-10-26T19:33:00.000-07:00

So my parents were visiting last week and they're big tea drinkers. Tea + my white porcelain sinks = unsightly discolouration. No problem, she thinks, as she digs out her soft scrub with bleach, her mr clean magic eraser and her barkeeper's friend abrasive cleanser. Belatedly (you know, as the fumes began to rise from the sink) she checked the label on the barkeeper's friend & discovered that

Some days

2010-10-17T19:50:00.000-07:00

you wake up and realize that your efforts to be a grown up are for naught, and that even though you've really been trying to smile and make things ok, bring them back to where they used to be, it doesn't matter because you've fucked everything up so royally that it's beyond repair and beyond smiles and beyond the powers of grown-uppedness. So all there's left to do is crawl into bed with a small

every day is like Sundae

2010-10-03T09:43:00.000-07:00

Somedays I wake up and I'm just a blubbering mass of emotude and San Diego's habit of being gross and cloudy till 10.30am or so really works for me. It's like neither one of us really wants to get up and admit that it's Sunday and tomorrow we have to go to work and be all chipper n shit because we manage people and therefore have to be professional and all that bullshit. Well probably the

Oh hello, moving day

2010-09-26T10:33:00.000-07:00

Seriously, you guys Assuming that the movers actually show up as scheduled, it's moving day. Yes I said movers. I'm all grown up and shit now, remember? Please see previous post if you've already forgotten. Grown UP. My apartment is currently a sea of boxes and I'm having minor panic attacks every time I walk through the main room but I'm sure it'll only get worse better, right? Please keep in

Acting like a grown-up

2010-09-18T08:16:00.000-07:00

Last week the architect and I had one of the best conversations we've had in a long time. Possibly ever. We were pretty honest with each other about where we stood in the relationship and where we wanted to go. Result - I've given up on apartment hunting and will be moving into The Cottage with him. We've been mentally spending the money we're going to save (rent is $500 less a month!) on this

I rule. It's true.

2010-09-11T20:45:00.000-07:00

So my Saturday evening is consisting of getting mostly dressed up to go out with a friend then realizing that he didn't want to go out until like 10pm and then I had a minor panic attack b/c I couldn't figure out wtf I would do with myself for three hours beforehand and I was worried that I'd drink myself stupid like I did the *last* time I went out to a club and so I cancelled. Now I'm drinking

skyscraper. I love you.

2010-09-10T21:44:00.001-07:00

scattered pictures of the smiles

2010-09-08T21:42:00.000-07:00

Sometimes I think back to how things were just over a year ago. Sure I was fat & getting fatter. I drank two bottles of wine a day. I made almost no money. We argued about that fact. But holy fuck compared to how I feel right now, I'd give anything in the world to magically teleport myself to those moments where I felt like I was at home, not this dislocated sense of being the world's most

It smells kinda funky

2010-09-07T20:20:00.000-07:00

Yes these are dead fish. Anyway, the downside to disappearing to the desert for a 3-day minibreak is that on the day you have to come home you find that you really really REALLY don't want to come home and so you decide to take a 100 mile detour to the Salton Sea because once you saw it on Bourdain and it seemed all romantic and cool-like but it's really just smelly and full of dead fish. Also

this just in

2010-08-31T21:23:00.000-07:00

So somehow when I was sunning my whalebelly on Sunday I managed to sunburn my ass. Not my whole ass, of course, just the sections surrounding my bikini. While I do have a small ass for someone of my advanced years, I'm not quite brave enough to bare it to the world in Balboa Park. Now, though, I kinda look like the cross section of a radish. It's not a good look. Just sayin'. Of course the

around the internets

2010-08-30T14:19:00.001-07:00

Ok so I'm home sick in bed and I finished my novel at the beach yesterday and am way to depressed to read David Foster Wallace (currently my brain is functioning at a level incapable of anything more complex than eating chocolate ice cream out of the container with my fingers) I've been surfing the innerwebs looking for something to amuse myself. I found this blog that I'm loving (people are so

Gut check time (result - soft and squishy and unhappy)

2010-08-30T10:10:00.000-07:00

As I lounged at the park yesterday I had to stop and contemplate wtf has happened to my life. A year ago I was broke but really pretty fucking happy. The architect and I had a great relationship, I was bored as hell sitting at home all the time but I felt like I had a home, at least. Now, though, the architect and I are separated and don't know if we can work things out. I have a job that I

proper workplace bathroom etiquette

2010-01-10T09:34:00.002-08:00

Riddle me this, loyal readers.Yes all two of you.I understand that there are times when you have to "use the bathroom" when you are at work. You know, "USE the bathroom". While (imho) such activities are best confined to your own personal bathroom, in the comfort of your own personal home, I allow for emergencies. Shit, so they say, happens.However, and this is a big one, what kind of person

stinkin' facebook

2010-01-03T10:15:00.002-08:00

Seriously.Not that I'm an addict or anything, or that I rely on Facebook to schedule my private life and keep in touch with pretty much everyone I've ever met (or not met, what with some blog-friends being up in there as well) but the past couple of weeks my account had been "unavailable due to site maintenance" or other issue and it's driving me off the frickin' edge of the world I swear to

...

2009-12-29T21:30:00.002-08:00

Oh.Hi, blog.Long time no visit. I'd like to say that I'm taking this opportunity to get back on the wagon, and make all kinds of grand pronouncements about devotion to daily writing and crap like that, but let's be honest with each other, shall we? I'm busy. Things will probably never be the same between us - I don't have a crazy lifestyle worth writing about; you don't care to hear about my

yeah so

2009-08-24T10:00:00.002-07:00

Two months down the road and not much has changed. I'm a year older and a year dumber and same old.Distressing news for those of you who have been following the life of the kiddo. After breaking up with his high school sweetheart he took up with a party girl and lost himself head over heels. Sadly, though, he fell back into his party ways and has been delving a bit too deeply. Now she's dumped

2009-08-11T10:39:00.001-07:00

Pdjjaaag

Fireworks and charred meat

2009-07-06T11:44:00.003-07:00

Another semi-eventful US birthday celebration spent here in the bear republic. We didn't actually do too much - pulled our bbq out onto the sidewalk/lawn in front of our apartment and chilled with drinks and some neighbours - but it was a good time. We all talked about doing it more often. I have to admit it reminded me of being back home on the front balcony with the sister and the architect,

Summertime CBC

2009-07-02T10:00:00.002-07:00

Happy day after Canada Day! Though technically it's not a holiday, here, I am unemployed so was free to sleep off my hangover, eat PB & Banana sammiches in my chonies, and get crumbs in the bed before heading down to San Diego's only real option as a Canadian bar - an Irish pub owned by someone from Vancouver.We drank Labatt's Blue and Moosehead (neither of which I'd ever drink in Canada, btw), I

Tenuous grasp fingertips of mortality

2009-06-29T13:24:00.003-07:00

I had a phone message this morning from a former neighbour. I guess one of the other fellows who lived there passed away yesterday, after spending 8 days in a coma. I don't know any details, just that his husband is trying to sort out all the details and deal with everything and that a fantastic human being isn't here anymore.I have to admit that I feel a bit guilty. This man was a caring human

Just beat it.

2009-06-26T09:55:00.003-07:00

Am I the only one who's already tired of hearing about Michael Jackson's untimely death? I can't possibly be. It's all over twitter, the facebook, the rest of the innerwebs, and even my beloved CBC. Sighs.So I've decided on a name for my little business. For the sake of world's colliding privacy, I shan't post it here, but if you send me a little email I'll send you a link to the in progress

Stretch out your legs and dance with me

2009-06-22T09:48:00.003-07:00

After an extremely low key yet somehow rather rewarding weekend I find myself unwilling to make the transition to my day to day weekly routine. And when I say routine I mean walking to the library and/or grocery store, cleaning, and lounging on the patio vs lounging in my bed. The idea of actually getting a job is something distant. It's not that I don't *want* to work - I do, and not making my

Discombobulated

2009-06-18T08:50:00.002-07:00

So I got a facebook message last night from TNB (blast from the past), asking if I would write him a character reference letter. Since it's not for a job, I assume that it is in reference to some kind of custody thing. I'm happy to do it of course, but I find it a bit ... weird isn't the right word. Interesting works, but in the old Chinese curse sense of the word. May you live in interesting

What a way to make a living

2009-06-14T10:43:00.004-07:00

It occurs to me that it's time to consolidate the random things I've been doing and considering 'side projects' into one cohesive entity and call it a business. Really, if I were to market myself and the odds n sods of things I do (marketing, client database management, email blasts) I could probably bring in a small but regular income. I have, of course, various self esteem issues that make me

cupcake siren song

2009-06-12T11:16:00.004-07:00

So the lovely lady who made our wedding cake had a birthday party last night, and celebrated by filling an entire dining room table with desserts to share with her friends. Oh and she made carnitas for tacos as well, and her mom brought homemade salsa (yes, they are Mexican). I did a lap of the dessert table, ate some tacos, then did two more laps of the dessert table. Washed the works down with

sigh

2009-06-11T12:21:00.001-07:00

Didn't get the job. They went with a temp.Fuck.

Progress

2009-06-11T08:41:00.002-07:00

So I had a job interview yesterday... it's basically an office manager position with a smattering of proofreading, marketing support, and administration. Basically a mixed bag of stuff that would be different every day and right up my alley.I can imagine I'd be extremely exhausted for the first weekmonth, after being unemployed for a year and a half, but hell. I'd also be veritably loaded. The

These boots were made for

2009-06-09T14:06:00.002-07:00

Ug so my friend and I do this walk. It's almost 6miles long and involves a frickin serious hill. Because of the brother visiting, then being sick as a dog, we haven't gone in a month. A month is a long time to talk off from walking 6miles of hills. Today, I kind of felt like I was going to yak most of the way home. Lord. I've added a couple of links to the blogroll on the side. One is my little

Dude.

2009-06-02T11:32:00.003-07:00

So I'm going to Vancouver tonight and I wish there was some way I could drop 10 el-bees off my gut/face/tits between now and then. Since I've moved here I've gained easily that much and I want it gone. Sadly, though, I lack the drive to actually get out and run my ass around the town, so it's probably not going anywhere. The problem with facebook and its ilk is that a)you get weird feelings when

#canucks, #swineflu

2009-04-30T08:13:00.003-07:00

Ooooo look at me mixing medias. You know - what with the twitter format of my post title. Yeah.It's really no wonder that I have trouble keeping up with the bloggity. I mean, even with being unemployed I feel media saturated half the time - there's the twitter and the facebook and the gchat and the scratching. Oh ok maybe not the scratching, but my google reader sure as heck takes up a lot of my

stupid uterus

2009-04-23T08:52:00.002-07:00

OK so am I the only person who spends two days each month longing for menopause? *SERIOUSLY*.I've been a bad blogger again. I find it really hard to get into the groove of writing every day... It's funny but somewhere in my head I began to doubt myself. I went from chronicling every pimple and orgasm to thinking "aw no one wants to hear about that garbage". How am I so much less narcissistic than

exorcise me

2009-04-10T09:26:00.003-07:00

So it's Good Friday which is a much bigger deal in Canada than it is in the US. I have no idea why - Puritan heritage? Stubborn refusal to embrace the three (or four) day weekend? Either way.Someone on the CBC is talking about exorcisms and the modern Catholic Church. I guess in Italy there are 300-400 alone. In 2005, 500K people came to see an exorcism. I wonder if these people really need

Parklife

2009-03-26T08:26:00.004-07:00

So I'm sitting in a cafe in my *old* hood waiting to go to work at the salon. I had previously scheduled a hot n heavy breadbaking lesson but got called in around 10pm last night. Sadly, my finances are not as of yet such that I can decline $70 in favour of wine and baking.*sigh*At any rate, I'm here in the cafe. The guy behind the counter is cute in a slight, might be gay, is definitely married

Smells like California

2009-03-25T09:27:00.003-07:00

So way back in the day I used to have a little jasmine plant in my bedroom, sitting on the ledge by my bed. Now I live in a place where I have a huge hedge worth blooming about 6 feet from my back door. The smell's almost overwhelming, but in a good way. It seems like everything is so much more alive here: the smells the sounds the light the people the sky. Everything is so much more vivid. I

Anyone ever make slippers from their cat?

2009-03-23T10:37:00.004-07:00

I'm seriously tempted at the moment. The stupid cats decided that this weekend would be a great time to break out their new scheduling - that is, the hours between 2-5AM are devoted to tearing around the apartment like thundering battlecats. 5-6 is for sitting at the back door whining to be let outside (even though they are indoor cats and have limited outdoor time, always on a leash). Oh and

annum

2009-03-21T13:15:00.002-07:00

So it has, believe it or not, been a year since the architect and I got hitched. I'm pretty pleased with that situation.I mean, they say the first year is the hardest. I dunno if I believe that, but I do know that we made it through ok and that I'm just as certain I'd marry him today as I did 364 days ago. (technically our anniversary is tomorrow but we got married on the Saturday and this time

Friday Night Lights

2009-03-06T21:11:00.003-08:00

I'm 3/quarters of the way through a bottle of red; the cats are passed out in their favourite spots beside me; the fireplace is pumping; the husband is asleep in the bedroom with a migraine.I'm trying to write a story about a fish in a bowl. It was commissioned by TNB for reasons beyond my comprehension. I've got a picture in my head of green light reflected on water, ripples above, sounds

Kind of Blue

2009-03-04T11:14:00.002-08:00

It's the 50th anniversary of the recording of Miles Davis' Kind of Blue today, so I'm playing it this afternoon, I think, while I'm doing my photoshop futzing about. I know about this anniversary because I've finally got my CBC RadioONE working through my innerweb. I've really missed CBC. I may have mentioned it before this, but NPR just isn't the same. I was really worried about the programming

angst on the planks

2009-03-02T09:38:00.003-08:00

So it was a pretty bad weekend for the depression, and I'm trying to think of how to prevent it from becoming a pretty bad week. A job offer would surely help, but I'd settle from a massive influx of cash from a long lost uncle or forgotten lottery ticket. I think that a shopping spree and perhaps a quick adventure would do wonders towards cheering me up.In other worlds I think that everyone

die in your dreams, falling on your knife

2009-02-28T09:32:00.003-08:00

Last night I did the thing I do where I wake up and have to pee so do and then get a drink and then can't fall back to sleep. I lay awake for god knows how long, trapped in a reverie of bad memory.It never ceases to amaze me how the razor sharp edge of bad experience is always so close to the surface of your consciousness when you lie awake in the night. In any case, when I did fall back to sleep

Flashback

2009-02-27T08:24:00.002-08:00

So check this:TNB turned up on facebook yesterday. He added The Sister as a friend and she promptly msg'd me asking wtf happened and when he had a kid.My heart about went through the floor b/c when I went and looked at the photos the child looks exactly like him and, for a moment, I think I know how guys feel when their females (or worse, recently ex females) miss their period.I mean, it's

It's interesting

2009-02-26T09:54:00.002-08:00

So when I was back up in Vancouver I decided to do a little experimenting with my life. I'm not sure if it's because being away from the architect automatically spurs me to indulge in actions that are spurious, at best, or if being on 'holiday' (though with the amount of running around I do while up there I never come home feeling like I've been relaxing) 'causes me to step outside of my comfort

It's a sad state of affairs

2009-02-24T15:38:00.002-08:00

When I find myself driven to write not because I have something to say, but because every time I open my blog I am startled by my own breastesses. So upon receipt of the green card (which would be better, of course, if it were available in pink), the architect and I met up with a couple of friends for happy hour celebrating. I actually do have a favourite spot for HH and, though it's not the

My tits

2009-02-20T21:00:00.000-08:00

Are now legal citizens of the USA. Can I getta a-men?!

So... new images

2009-02-15T22:48:00.003-08:00

I'm possibly the luckiest girl in the world, in that I got pretty flowers and bee glasses and dinner at a french bistro and an afternoon adult-themed interlude in the shower. Of course I'm not *that* lucky because the sweet innie car is acting up, so we couldn't go watch hockey in anaheim today.sigh. Holy crap when I changed my shirt today, I took my bra off and there was a black cat hair stuck

happy vd(ay)

2009-02-13T17:59:00.002-08:00

So what with being at home all day I've had some time to get a little crafty. I like playing around with photoshop (I'm self-taught so not that remarkably skilled, as of yet), and I like words, so I muss about and combine them now and again. Take this little image, for example. I came up with it, borrowed a few lines from my main man bill shakespeare, and had them printed onto a transparency (you

Vistors, busy, visitors

2009-02-11T07:52:00.004-08:00

So a year ago today, the architect asked me to marry him. It's kind of shocking how fast the days have gone by, really. Two years ago we lived in our killer house in vancity and I had the flu. Three years ago I was trying to remember that it's best to stay sober before attempting to decorate cakes, in preparation for the sister's bday dinner. I was also still blogging <1 a day and publishing

good morning

2009-01-31T09:19:00.001-08:00

Apparently the architect's coffee is taking effect. Just heard from behind the bathroom door: "Oh my. I do say. That's quite delightful."Heh.

cadbury mini eggs

2009-01-29T09:59:00.002-08:00

Were back in the store in Canada. I haven't seen any here, yet, but considering the fact that american chocolate sucks just so much more than Canadian, I'm not on a huge quest.I also ate a real egg when I was in Canada, and then had another one yesterday. Yay eggs for breakfast again! I've genuinely really truly missed eating eggs.I apologize for the fractured and uninspiring nature of this blog

I'm back

2009-01-22T14:59:00.004-08:00

in Vancouver for a flying trip through the city. I currently have a belly full of way too much sushi purchased for me by the kiddo. This is mostly a good thing, except for the vague need to expel said sushi through the most convenient orifice. I'm still vaguely butthurt by folks who never visit me, so I'm not going out of my way to spend a huge amount of time with them. I've told people my plans

Remember

2009-01-17T15:37:00.001-08:00

back when Joaquin Phoenix was hot?Not so much anymore:

Announcement

2009-01-14T15:14:00.002-08:00

I have burned the CRAP out of the top of my mouth on cheese pizza once again. Cheese pizza and curry chips (not together. gross.) are my personal diet kryptonite. Well, those plus wine. And beer. That's it though - usually I'm pretty good with the food intake. If I could just get rid of those four things from my diet I'd be svelte and hot once more. Anyhoo, so my friend treated me to lunch today

Random thoughts RE: foodie culture

2009-01-12T09:02:00.002-08:00

So I'll admit to a certain amount of interest in things "foodie" that has mostly to do with how much I like to cook, a bit to do with my obsession pop culture, and a solid chunk to do with my love for Bourdain. Like I have the links at the side which I follow, I watch a couple of shows (not the reality ones, though I've got a small fondness for GRamsay's british version of Kitchen Nightmares), I

Pondering

2009-01-11T22:26:00.003-08:00

I'm glad that scrabulous is back in its new incarnation. Funny name aside, it kicks serious posterior over that EA official abomination with the corporate-sanctioned name. I went to a bar to watch my first playoff football game today. All told, it's not nearly as interesting as hockey. I mean, it could be just that I don't get what's going on, but I've got to say that I don't get the interest.

Home for a Rest

2009-01-05T12:04:00.003-08:00

So check this: last night I dreamed that I was Anthony Bourdain's sous chef at Les Halles. You know, the restaurant where he's not even chef anymore. It was one of those dreams where I would partially wake up and then fall back into without missing a beat. Usually I only do that with crappy scary dreams, but last night it was like living a dream come true. Oh except for the part where it was just

happy nye

2008-12-31T20:28:00.003-08:00

So we're off to see MSTRKRFT tonight for new year with a few friends.This brings me to contemplate two things: 1) MSTRKRFT was the first "date" the architect and I had, really - we went for brunch and to the beach beforehand, but the night we went to see the two killer djs from mont-royal was the first time I introduced him to my friends and him me to his. 2) This evening we looked at each other

Study: Teenage 'virginity pledges' are ineffective

2008-12-29T11:52:00.002-08:00

Subtitle: Youths who promise abstinence are also less likely to use protectionWhat, teenagers lie? And then make stupid choices? No! Can I get a Bristol Palin up in here? Speaking of, shouldn't she have popped out another red neck republican by now?Ug I'm bored and I have a headache. You know when you are *SO* bored that you are beyond actually doing anything? Like when you used to follow your

All I want for

2008-12-26T14:54:00.003-08:00

So for Christmas I received a starter set of Globals and a soon-to-be-brother-in-law (I think that goes down on record as the longest hyphenated word I've ever typed.) Both of these things are awesome.It wasn't bad, you know - I mean, I missed my fam and my friends, but we had some really good friends over for xmas eve-eve, we had a great meal with the architect's fam on the Eve, and spent the

happy christmas to all

2008-12-24T17:20:00.003-08:00

OK so here we go - I'm off to the architect's family christmas eve dinner. I just talked to the kiddo for a minute on the phone as he opened his christmas eve prezzie (always a tree ornament; this year's zombie themed). I bawled my eyes out for a solid ten minutes upon hanging up the phone and may descend into blubbering idiocy momentarily. I really think the only way to get above the black

I have

2008-12-19T15:42:00.003-08:00

A belly full of harp beer and chips smothered in curry with mushrooms and faux meat.This is a good thing.That is all.

If Thursdays were like underpants

2008-12-18T09:40:00.003-08:00

So now that we're officially not going home for the holidays, I'm trying to figure out what a SoCal Christmas looks like.Metaphorically, dumbass - I know that the streets will be mostly empty except for legions of Family Trucksters loaded up with kids and gifts and reindeer sweater clad parents and that it will probably be warm and sunny (though you'd never know it considering the rain of the

I'm only happy when it rains

2008-12-15T15:29:00.002-08:00

It's fricking pouring here today - like Vancouver style rain. While this is good - what with the drought and all - it also sucks because I've been spending the late morning / early afternoon coming to terms with the fact that I'm probably not going to get to go home for Christmas.I mean, we have been entertaining the thought of renting a cabin on the US side of the border but fuck honestly it's

Apparently

2008-12-09T15:36:00.002-08:00

I lost a follower. I had two, before, and now only one. Pity. I wonder who my follower is? Is it a weird creepy stalker kind of follower? Or an interesting fun friend type follower? Inquiring minds et al.NK I really try not to think too deeply about my current situation in SD. I mean, for the most part it's pretty awesome: the architect is great, our apartment is cool, we've met some nice people.

If it's crowded all the better because we know we're going to be up late

2008-12-05T08:51:00.002-08:00

Right now I'm pretty sure I would murder my cat (the backup cat, not the primary cat) for a mcdonalds breakfast - scrambled eggs, hashbrown, and those english muffins that manage to somehow be raw and burned all at the same time at the same time. Clearly it needs to be eaten thusly: hashbrown cut in half; half of the eggs placed on top of 1 side of english muffin; hashbrown half placed on top;