Monday, January 31, 2005

lemonade 10 cents

wherein the author relates her new-found fascination with mick mars and nikki sixx, her broken foot and myriad other miscellani

erin s has lent me her copy of 'the dirt' by motley crue. wasn't that keen to read about some 80s rockers talking about how fucking cool they are and how many groupies they slept with in one night. has turned out to be (19 pages in) quite fascinating and full of weird fucked up little boys growing up to be even more fucked up aggressive rocked out hairsprayed men. and there is no 'aren't we so fuckin cool' attitude.

dinner w/ Luz was a grand success. the food itself was quite tasty and everyone seemed to enjoy it. Luz did lots of laughing and story-telling and Russ did too. we all got on & i remembered why luz & i ever got on in the first place. i did manage to say "godammit" a million times & hope i didn't offend her religiousity.

actonia was as actonia is. we ate enough chinese food to feed the chinese army. watched the village. i did some homework. played scene it. i think i won. i dunno. and perhaps most interestingly, discussed, as a foursome + diane, plans for moving out of 2010 and into a triplex in about a year's time. it is looking like that is the best plan for us financially and will suit our space / life requirements nicely. plan on renting out a unit to someone like hmm tony or claire or sarain or whoever needs to live near / with us. or some student if it's a shite basement.

that makes my head feel much much better. having a plan is something i love and having a plan i like (and everyone else does too) is even better. we'll have our own space and more of it and less mortgage payments a month. i should eventually be debt free. by 2089. that's me goal. haha.

i think my winter boots have broken my foot. i hobble worse than before. the girls had to walk slow so i could hobble with them to the subway. twas lame and funny. to me, at least.

homework time for me

Friday, January 28, 2005


leanna thinks cheese smells like feet. i think that is a rude thing to say when i am cooking dinner for friends. and one of them is luz who i have not seen in ages. luz did not change her name when she got married. i did but just to Calhoun. ha ha.

i am making penne w/ asiago cream sauce avec asparagus, spinach & chicken. insomniac makes it and it tastes good. we'll see what happens when i make it. erin is bringing salad & dessert.

tomorrow a.m. going to Acton. I have to write an essay while i'm there & hopefully also design my mag spread for Maiden. Is that a dumb name for a women's magazine that has politics/current events & music & fashion? kinda like Jane but with more leftist articles and less paris hilton. My teacher said Maiden was a stupid name (i paraphrase) and shot Natasha's idea out of the water. Once again, please vote on mag name.

I wish there was a nicer sounding short-form for magazine. i hate saying mag.

So, maybe it does smell rather cheesy in here.

speaking of feet, i did something to my left foot. pulled suh-in. (that's britney for something). i am hobbling around like a hobbler. shoe cobbler. fish monger. hobgoblin. rob zombie. over and out. roger 10-4. sloppy copy go again.

Wednesday, January 26, 2005

vinegar and brown paper

russ dyed & chopped my hair & the first day of it was kinda scary because i looked like the Caveman Lawyer. But it settled in (physically and on me) overnight and I liked it by Monday morning. I'll take a picture and post it. Well i bet there will be pics taken tonight as it's erin's bday and tom foster is in town. we shall be going somewhere college streety. at 8:30. tis the plan.

the past couple of days i've been going to my Ma's to clean out my stuff. i have beaucoup de stuff. who knew i was a closet pack rat? I'm not. All that stuff is necessary. I threw out all (well, nearly all) my cassette tapes yesterday. And I read my high school journals for a while. That is weird/fun. Boy did I like Peter Reid. Bonkers.

Mom was sick on Monday with a headache/barfs and she makes me nervous with her sick attacks.

My diet was over before it began. The weekend was a shut-in for me with lots of pie. But back at school & busy w/ all my homework, there is less time for random snacking. And I've eaten all the snacks in the house. So that's good. In an upsidedown way. I'll diet later. My new jeans look good. I like 'em. I'll get skinny another day.

What is a better name for a magazine about women's sexuality: Chatterley's or Boudoir? Please vote. There is dissention in a group project.

I should get ready & get to the CfA... Sorry to be so boring and dull...

Friday, January 21, 2005

spring morning by a.a. milne

Where am I going? I don't quite know.
Down to the stream where the king-cups grow-
Up on the hill where the pine-trees blow-
Anywhere, anywhere. I don't know.

Where am I going? The clouds sail by,
Little ones, baby ones, over the sky.
Where am I going? The shadows pass,
Little ones, baby ones, over the grass.

If you were a cloud, and sailed up there,
You'd sail on water as blue as air,
And you'd see me here in the fields and say:
"Doesn't the sky look green today?"

Where am I going? The high rooks call:
"It's awful fun to be born at all."
Where am I going? The ring-doves coo:
"We do have beautiful things to do."

If you were a bird, and lived on high,
You'd lean on the wind when the wind came by,
You'd say to the wind when it took you away:
"That's where I wanted to go today!"

Where am I going? I don't quite know.
What does it matter where people go?
Down to the wood where the blue-bells grow-
Anywhere, anywhere. I don't know.

get right

Top 40 Albums - $1200
He charted with Bat out of Hell and Bat out of Hell II: Back in Hell

Personally I think that question (or rather, answer) should only be woth $600.

Yesterday I decided I should properly start on a diet. I went shopping for blue jeans (as all of mine have died quiet heroic deaths). Into H&M I go. They kindly have two mirrors in the changeroom so you can see front & back views at the same time. Hmmm. Not so kind.

Of course I've been eating chips & cheeseburgers since deciding to go on my diet. I've been eating worse than I normally do. Today (minus some chips) has been okay. Could still qualify...I think i just have to institute the exercise regiment & fuck the dieting bit. I like eating too much. That "too much" can modify either "like" or "eating."

But hell, it's a Friday afternoon. The weekend lies ahead. Let's make a list:

what shall i do this weekend?
1. dye & chop hair - dark brown & black and add a fringe and some rock chops.
2. work on millions & numerous & plenty of school projects
3. go to Ma's and rummage thru old stuff, chucking plenty and neatly & efficiently organizing the rest. a.k.a. take everything out of dusty box or off dusty shelf, make two big messy piles and leave in center of room's floor. bad.
4. watch various movies w/ russelll like that Taxi one w/ Jimmy Fallon that he is bringing home from work. Gisele's film debut.
5. try not to eat chips & cheeseburgers.
6. think of some tips & pointers for a one-pager how to host a summer party article that i think i shall be writing for the On the danforth mag. so far all i have: vodka infused watermelon chunks. tasty. (this properly is part of #2)
7. read read read

I borrowed two books from Tony's abandoned bookshelf - White Noise & A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius. Have started to read the latter. It's well-written, horribly sad and funny at the same time. I wonder if I will be able to get thru the whole thing. Also borrowed Tank Girl & Leonard Cohen CDs. Thanks bro...

I think a side effect of being in a happy & long term relationship is that you get fat. Or I get fat. This is of course the longest I've ever been in a relationship. So it's a one case study kind of theory. Isn't that funny? That after Russ & I lasted more than 4 months (though those were shakey ones), I was officially in the longest relationship I'd ever been in. Absurd. Poor Russ.

If only Pom Wonderful juice wasn't $5 a pop...

Wednesday, January 19, 2005

2 Ls for Russell

but i wonder everytime i write it down.

i sung everytime at karaoke last night with katy at bianca's birthday night out.

bianca was drunk & funny & a dancer/prancer.

russ brought home carmen electra's aerobic striptease workout videos (including a dancer's workout!). apparently they are quite popular. i don't think she actually gets naked. we'll see. what crap the world is full of.

it's been freezing to the max here and i've brought back the old skirt-over-pants style in an effort to keep warm. snow today -- pretty as apple sauce on a pork chop.

school has been busy busy with many meetings for this or that project. my groups are using my ideas which is always nice & reassuring.

tammy and barb (oh the names of the girls in my class) both said that my personal style is somewhat pirate-like. to which i replied, arrrgh.

hypocrite luddite: sarain knows how to & uses computers. oh the mockery she's in for.

the knitting girls in my class organized a Stitch n Bitch & we had our first meeting on monday. we sat around Megan's dining room table (in her proper home that she owns w/ her bf James - nice old TO home, yellow walls, cat, bookshelves, jealous) & all knit knit. nice to do things that are not school or booze related w/ new friends.

russ's mom is now planning to move to newfoundland to be near her relatives. she plans to put her house up for sale in a month. wowzers. i do (selfishly) like this plan better than the one where she moves to calgary. i would much rather visit nfld. and i think the relatives in nfld are more family-focused & therefore a better choice than the calgary ones. and they're big up on the sally ann out there.

russd's put sing me to sleep in my head

Saturday, January 15, 2005

coat room

richard's party is going on on onon. my bed is covered in coats and i wish i was in it. the hardcores continue to hang out despite the 6pm start time. the surprise went a-ok on my end but rich had some suspicions & left himself a phone message saying, i think i'm having a surprise party. ah well. i was not the primary on this mission and can't feel wholly responsible.

we saw the life aquatic today and it was brilliant brilliant. although it made me slightly seasick at the beginning party scene. it was beautiful to watch and funny and full of actors i adore. particularly bill & owen & kate. or cate. i think cate.

erin & bex dolgoy came tonight and that was a good surprise. as was amie/charlie/sarah/dave. i should abbreviate them --- CADS. now that is good. and the stalwarts/stand-bys - tash & rain. by that i mean, always there & front liners.

is it rude to put people's coats on the couch in the living room and off my bed?? maybe a wee bit. but fuck i'm tired. my contacts are burning. my bracelets look like pomegranate seeds. only purple.

dance music is on but it should be mellow sleepy stuff to lull the crowd away. i'm terrible...

sarain is talking to nelvana people about the day thinking tony was maybe caught/dead in the tsunami. jungle. indian ocean.

Wednesday, January 12, 2005

bad kid

i am crampy & cranky & did not go to camh. bad decision for a broke kid. but i can justify it ten ways to sunday. homework, clean up, feel bad.

the mag i was discussing yesterday for school is called On the Danforth. it's a neighbourhood mag about ... the Danforth. this is last year's ( i don't know how to do the hyperlink thing - sorry)

listening to scissor sisters & they are, as claire said, tres bon merci.

my mind has gone completely blank. no idea why i started bloggin. had something up there. un autre jour.

Tuesday, January 11, 2005

pom wonderful

i think i should finally admit to the fact that my blog is sponsored by the produce department at the local grocery. i seem to talk about their products every entry.


i love pomegranate juice. and for a limited time, you can get 3 for $10!!! no...i mustn't corrupt the pure goodness that is pom wonderful juice. cleaning my heart out as we speak.

this school term is going to be a-specially busy. to the Max & the Limit. we're making a magazine (2 issues) and i was ordained 'features editor' today. fantastique. should prove fun. my friend Tammy is the editor of my issue. also fun. will keep y'all updated. also have new teacher ( and he is coooool too. sends good email to the class.

spent 1 1/2 hours in bank w/ JB re: CFA. borrrrring. i nearly fell asleep. i realized i had been staring at an interest rates card blankly for about five minutes and was nearly snoring.

i must: clean up for richie's surprise party, think up a brilliant magazine concept & do write-up on said magazine concept, think up brilliant book idea & do write-up on said book idea, prepare presentation materials for thurs., think up stellar article ideas for features in mag and go to camh & cfa tomorrow. fabu.

but really i'd like to: curl up under the top cover and have a brief lie-down, eat some warm strawberry-rhubarb pie w/ a cuppa tea, watch some good movie w/ russ upon his arrival home and not have any bills to pay (and therefore no need to go to camh tomorrow).

haven't given the shake to the general melancholy and tash has it too. must be january's fault then. the whole world's gone grey.

Sunday, January 09, 2005

little lonely green apple

sunday evening.

have quiet sadness that i can't identify a cause. watched door in the floor which is sad. so maybe it is sympathy pains.

not a bun, but a lasagna in the oven.

presentation tomorrow in class. readings to do. have left cleaning off to another day again. forgot to make a call for Cfa must do that mustn't forget.

russ out of the shower...

Friday, January 07, 2005

for cc

live for this boo!

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Wednesday, January 05, 2005

resolutions & red strings

NYR 2005

The Standards
1. eat healthy, watch portion size (but not full-on dieting)
2. exercise more than never (current goal: one proper exercise session per week)
3. drink loads of water every day

The Pocketbook
4. Go to the public liberry instead of buying books
5. Bring, don't buy lunches
6. Never ever hever use credit cards again

The Ones I Love
7. Visit Mum more often
8. Write more letters & call friends more often
9. Watch out for routines with Russ

The Rest
10. Keep at it at schule
11. Watch less TV & fill evenings with more interesting things (see #2, 4, 7, 8 & 10 for suggestions)
12. Stop sneaking drags of smokes from Russ or succumbing to the fabled peer pressure (or rather influence) round Sarain / Ro.
13. Do the things I love more often (swim, dance, write)

The Red String
14. Appreciate what I've got
15. Curb jealous / envious feelings
16. Don't be so quick to judge

*russ gave me the red string book (free from his work) which i read last night. some basics are not for me (the assumption of the existence of god/creator) but the rest is pretty solid. strive to be a better person.

Tuesday, January 04, 2005

south african strawberry juice

resolutions another day. but i have made them and so far ... have not been very resolved.

my jeopardy calendar is brilliant. my coffee is lukewarm. my eyes are bleary. my feet cold.

i'm in for a full day at the Cfa w/ JB and then a movie w/ two schoolmates Tammy & Bianca (A very long engagement) at the Cumberland. Better put my eyes in.

lifted the guacamole curse last night.

feeling medium-low.