What a fabulous time at the wine show, I enjoyed myself immensely. I laughed very hard at several different things discovered the wonder of the decapatated houses of Fogo, (which I must see someday) the eyes have hills, if you ask someone if they've tried your Ratbag that they may in fact spit their wine out and that a Yellowbelly burger is quite good. Good company makes they day and I had some grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreat company. Company is great. Company with clean ears is something too but I can't remember what.
Of course some things were arlready part of my wide range of knowlege like O'Reillys is awesome and strongbow is awesomer and live music is the best EVAR!
No hangover is good too, I think thats to be credited to the Yellowbelly burger and the approximatly 3 pounds of meat therein. That and two bottles of water, a cafe mocha and potato chips at like 1130pm.
Okay family is here must let mudder check to see if she has any $$ on the lottery. Back later to explore / expound on other stuff.
~Me
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Watch This for Instant Happy
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V5BxymuiAxQ
So are you happy now? Was that not the most awesome thing you have ever seen / heard?
In other news I have become aware how often I put a space between the last letter of the end word of a sentence and the puncutation, it only seems to occur with ! or ? though which I suppose makes sense. After all. The period. Does. Not Really need extra. Space. Right ?
See the ? needs the room to move ! So does the ! ! By Gum ! It does.
:-)
So are you happy now? Was that not the most awesome thing you have ever seen / heard?
In other news I have become aware how often I put a space between the last letter of the end word of a sentence and the puncutation, it only seems to occur with ! or ? though which I suppose makes sense. After all. The period. Does. Not Really need extra. Space. Right ?
See the ? needs the room to move ! So does the ! ! By Gum ! It does.
:-)
Friday, October 10, 2008
Cod Britches etc...
Good evening all (all 1 of you) !
It's lovely Friday evening, I just got back from turkey shopping where I picked up among other things a turkey (surprise) some cranberry sauce (jellied), Tim Hortons hot chocolate and a bottle of red wine (Big Fat Llama). Oh and a lottery ticket because I told my brother that I would buy tickets with him a few months ago and now it's like THE thing to do. I get emails, I get calls I get reminders....but it's all good at least we talk like twice a week or more compared to months of no contact. So the less than $20 a week is A-Okay with me. Plus a very remote chance of winning something I'm so there.
So the subject line, I was taking a cab up Park Ave. in Mount Pearl earlier the week and this was on the sign in front of the fish market place, BRITCHES ? really ? Heads, tongues, fillets, cheeks, and assorted other body parts but never have I seen/heard anything about cod britches. I thought that was odd and notable. Where else would I comment on the odd and notable (*cough* Brain Droppings *cough*) but in my dear old Blagh...bloggity bloggity blog.
So new townhouses to look at tomorrow / weekend possibly very exciting, hope I find "Teh One". Of course I'll take the lotto win (that remote one referenced earlier) and buy a monstrosity of a house on Circular Rd and paint it purple and have the inside totally covered in bookshelves. Sweet dreams...sweet sweet bookalicious dreams.
BD if you are reading this I sent you two follow up emails on your query of last night please check your for receipt of same.
For the record the red Big Fat Llama is quite good. I recommend this wine. I can't wait for the wine show next week.
It's lovely Friday evening, I just got back from turkey shopping where I picked up among other things a turkey (surprise) some cranberry sauce (jellied), Tim Hortons hot chocolate and a bottle of red wine (Big Fat Llama). Oh and a lottery ticket because I told my brother that I would buy tickets with him a few months ago and now it's like THE thing to do. I get emails, I get calls I get reminders....but it's all good at least we talk like twice a week or more compared to months of no contact. So the less than $20 a week is A-Okay with me. Plus a very remote chance of winning something I'm so there.
So the subject line, I was taking a cab up Park Ave. in Mount Pearl earlier the week and this was on the sign in front of the fish market place, BRITCHES ? really ? Heads, tongues, fillets, cheeks, and assorted other body parts but never have I seen/heard anything about cod britches. I thought that was odd and notable. Where else would I comment on the odd and notable (*cough* Brain Droppings *cough*) but in my dear old Blagh...bloggity bloggity blog.
So new townhouses to look at tomorrow / weekend possibly very exciting, hope I find "Teh One". Of course I'll take the lotto win (that remote one referenced earlier) and buy a monstrosity of a house on Circular Rd and paint it purple and have the inside totally covered in bookshelves. Sweet dreams...sweet sweet bookalicious dreams.
BD if you are reading this I sent you two follow up emails on your query of last night please check your for receipt of same.
For the record the red Big Fat Llama is quite good. I recommend this wine. I can't wait for the wine show next week.
Sunday, October 05, 2008
The Aftermath
Head pounds, a dry mouth whispers a plea for water, Dora the Explorer counts to 573 in both Spanish and English in a high pitched whine that breaks glass, the room continues to spin.
I collapse on the couch, the weight of my head is equivalent to the mass of a dark star, coffee is my enemy; light is my nemesis, Dora is an experienced mistress of torture. Damn her Uno, dos and tres to infinity.
I succumb to darkness once again, the lure of abandoned blankets to much to resist
..........Time Passes.....................
Good Morning! Okay so it's afternoon but still it's good right?!? No reason for it not to be good, oh look an educational kids program how cute and ummmmm educational! They are learning all sorts of things, even another language! I feel perfectly adequate today, what an afternoon for endless possibilities for things like naps! I love naps! I love coffee! I have a big cup of coffee, or I had one it was awesome..sooo caffeiny and full of sugar
......................Caffeine Metabolizes.........
cont'd next time, same hangover time same hangover channel.
I collapse on the couch, the weight of my head is equivalent to the mass of a dark star, coffee is my enemy; light is my nemesis, Dora is an experienced mistress of torture. Damn her Uno, dos and tres to infinity.
I succumb to darkness once again, the lure of abandoned blankets to much to resist
..........Time Passes.....................
Good Morning! Okay so it's afternoon but still it's good right?!? No reason for it not to be good, oh look an educational kids program how cute and ummmmm educational! They are learning all sorts of things, even another language! I feel perfectly adequate today, what an afternoon for endless possibilities for things like naps! I love naps! I love coffee! I have a big cup of coffee, or I had one it was awesome..sooo caffeiny and full of sugar
......................Caffeine Metabolizes.........
cont'd next time, same hangover time same hangover channel.
Saturday, October 04, 2008
In which I make shit up
So there I was, running late. I had plans I had really been looking forward to taking part in. They involved music, alcohol, and spending time with my best friend people watching (ie judging everyone in sight indiscriminately with no set criteria, rules, or sense of fair play). I had been asked a particularly asinine question just before I left work for the day. The answer, then definition, and then flowcharting had taken more time than I expected. It’s hard being what I am. I won’t tell you what exactly that is but suffice it to say that I am vitally important, smarter than everyone, and I frequently have bizarre and outlandish things happen to me. They ALWAYS happen to ME by the way. Nothing ever happens around me that I could say I observed and then report on. Noooo! I must be the center figure in every story I write, just like in life where I am the true centre of the universe and things revolve around me. *hair toss*
So anyway I was meeting my fellow wench at a bar. I knew she would be there wenching it up while I was delayed. No worries about her. I made sure my white high heels and matching 80’s accessories were perfect and that my banana clip was mostly straight. I had some trouble managing my leopard print skirt. Damn pleather - so cheap, so sticky, so sexy (just like myself really). My bangs were an awesome sight, so shellacked they could double as armour in Iraq (God bless all the soldiers, including the ones who call me for recruitment even though I’m lying a big fat lie about that). I get out of the cab, the driver had insisted on telling me about his last fare. James Woods, Timothy Hutton and Robert Palmer (back from the grave) had been on their way to a poker/play/bake convention at a local casino hosted by a magical lawyer. Apparently I’m the dead ringer for the muse of BullSh*t in his country. Cool, huh ?
I needed a drink. I made my way past the bouncer, but the damn idiot made me take off five pounds of jewellery and used a Sharpie on my white heels cause he said they were tacky. Doesn’t he know who I am ??!! I left the equivalent of 5700 Barbie dream homes at the coat / tacky check. I moved in to find Brain Droppings. I spied her chatting up some unfortunate stump of a man with a dead squirrel on his head and a cubic zirconium the size of St. Pierre on his right earlobe. She was putting all her best moves on him, I could tell by the curl of her lip as she played hard to get and that slightly glazed look in her eyes. Being as I was 50 feet away and there were about 200 people in between us this was quite a feat on my part. She was bringing her ‘A’ game for sure. The midget she was beguiling seemed to be somewhat immune to her so called charms, he seemed to be perturbed by something in his drink, or maybe it was a lack of something...looked like lime.
I pushed my way past the gyrating patrons, the intellectuals (who I had to correct on their translation of a Latin phrase. They were not impressed, but really it’s important that everyone knows that it’s “Beware the Unwashed” not “Wash in cold water and check for colour fastness”), the jocks (I assume that’s what they were with the baseball bats) the Socs, the Greasers and everyone else who makes up a good range of archetypes who I make fit whatever story I want to make up.
I stopped to exchange pleasantries with the Girl Who Hates me. I told her she was failing my class and according to the campus nurse she had a raging case of VD. I stopped and checked in with my fan club, via text, cell and email because I can’t go too long without being validated.
The hobbit who was chatting up the BFF (even though I profess to have no friends) seemed to resolve its issue with the beverage of choice I had to pass him to meet up with Brain Droppings. I towered over him. I could see a bald spot shining like moonlight on the water through a comb over / transplant mess. He looked up at me.
“You’re really tall” he said in an expositional manner.
“You found your way out of Mordor” I said snarkily “With lime no less. No scurvy for you.”
“Better too much lime than too little fashion sense and an affinity for plastic clothing and Aquanet hairspray,” he said bitchily.
Satisfied with our encounter we both left the scene of the crime (although there was no actual crime committed as I always exaggerate and make shit up willy nilly in a haphazard and totally transparent manner and usually over use italics to boot)
I gyrated over to Brain Droppings via Platinum Blonde, letting my 80’s hair band groupie out to play. That was really odd considering we were in a piano bar but I rarely let a small thing like reality get in my way. I passed Gabriel Byrne buying drinks for the Stations of the Cross as I did so. They were doing shots called “Stigmatas”.
I came face to face with my friend. I bought her a drink at her insistence and then she told me she never liked me anyway and that she masturbates to Elton John. I said it’s gonna be a long long time before I meet you for a drink again.
So anyway I was meeting my fellow wench at a bar. I knew she would be there wenching it up while I was delayed. No worries about her. I made sure my white high heels and matching 80’s accessories were perfect and that my banana clip was mostly straight. I had some trouble managing my leopard print skirt. Damn pleather - so cheap, so sticky, so sexy (just like myself really). My bangs were an awesome sight, so shellacked they could double as armour in Iraq (God bless all the soldiers, including the ones who call me for recruitment even though I’m lying a big fat lie about that). I get out of the cab, the driver had insisted on telling me about his last fare. James Woods, Timothy Hutton and Robert Palmer (back from the grave) had been on their way to a poker/play/bake convention at a local casino hosted by a magical lawyer. Apparently I’m the dead ringer for the muse of BullSh*t in his country. Cool, huh ?
I needed a drink. I made my way past the bouncer, but the damn idiot made me take off five pounds of jewellery and used a Sharpie on my white heels cause he said they were tacky. Doesn’t he know who I am ??!! I left the equivalent of 5700 Barbie dream homes at the coat / tacky check. I moved in to find Brain Droppings. I spied her chatting up some unfortunate stump of a man with a dead squirrel on his head and a cubic zirconium the size of St. Pierre on his right earlobe. She was putting all her best moves on him, I could tell by the curl of her lip as she played hard to get and that slightly glazed look in her eyes. Being as I was 50 feet away and there were about 200 people in between us this was quite a feat on my part. She was bringing her ‘A’ game for sure. The midget she was beguiling seemed to be somewhat immune to her so called charms, he seemed to be perturbed by something in his drink, or maybe it was a lack of something...looked like lime.
I pushed my way past the gyrating patrons, the intellectuals (who I had to correct on their translation of a Latin phrase. They were not impressed, but really it’s important that everyone knows that it’s “Beware the Unwashed” not “Wash in cold water and check for colour fastness”), the jocks (I assume that’s what they were with the baseball bats) the Socs, the Greasers and everyone else who makes up a good range of archetypes who I make fit whatever story I want to make up.
I stopped to exchange pleasantries with the Girl Who Hates me. I told her she was failing my class and according to the campus nurse she had a raging case of VD. I stopped and checked in with my fan club, via text, cell and email because I can’t go too long without being validated.
The hobbit who was chatting up the BFF (even though I profess to have no friends) seemed to resolve its issue with the beverage of choice I had to pass him to meet up with Brain Droppings. I towered over him. I could see a bald spot shining like moonlight on the water through a comb over / transplant mess. He looked up at me.
“You’re really tall” he said in an expositional manner.
“You found your way out of Mordor” I said snarkily “With lime no less. No scurvy for you.”
“Better too much lime than too little fashion sense and an affinity for plastic clothing and Aquanet hairspray,” he said bitchily.
Satisfied with our encounter we both left the scene of the crime (although there was no actual crime committed as I always exaggerate and make shit up willy nilly in a haphazard and totally transparent manner and usually over use italics to boot)
I gyrated over to Brain Droppings via Platinum Blonde, letting my 80’s hair band groupie out to play. That was really odd considering we were in a piano bar but I rarely let a small thing like reality get in my way. I passed Gabriel Byrne buying drinks for the Stations of the Cross as I did so. They were doing shots called “Stigmatas”.
I came face to face with my friend. I bought her a drink at her insistence and then she told me she never liked me anyway and that she masturbates to Elton John. I said it’s gonna be a long long time before I meet you for a drink again.
Thursday, October 02, 2008
TGIT !
Woot !! Thursday has arrived, I love me some Thursday ! It's just sooooo...THURSDAY *shivers in delight*
Much to do now tonight, I have to avoid doing laundry, I have to go to the mall (walk ? bus ? cab ?) for an errand or 3, buy books that I haven't budgeted for, and probably pick up a bottle of wine. I think that's a very doable list.
Tomorrow I'm off for some of that there higher edumacation stuff and the big lernin' place that MUN spot, courtesy of work I shall become more informed on the effects and how to deal with Change Managment HA ! Little do they know that I manage change really quite effectively the sliver kind gets left in the bottom of my purse until I dislocate my shoulder and the pennies are left in small containers for those have a penny leave a penny things. See Change Management I should get a day off for that.
Monday's session looks awesome; Conflict Resolution, can I stop wars after Monday I wonder ? My brain power and one day session knowledge* can change the course of history !!!
Go ahead...envy me.
~Me
* like as if ! if the world is relying on sheer brain power from Moi that we are doomed, the doomiest doomed that have ever been doomed / doomable / dooming / etc and so forth in that annoying manner.
Much to do now tonight, I have to avoid doing laundry, I have to go to the mall (walk ? bus ? cab ?) for an errand or 3, buy books that I haven't budgeted for, and probably pick up a bottle of wine. I think that's a very doable list.
Tomorrow I'm off for some of that there higher edumacation stuff and the big lernin' place that MUN spot, courtesy of work I shall become more informed on the effects and how to deal with Change Managment HA ! Little do they know that I manage change really quite effectively the sliver kind gets left in the bottom of my purse until I dislocate my shoulder and the pennies are left in small containers for those have a penny leave a penny things. See Change Management I should get a day off for that.
Monday's session looks awesome; Conflict Resolution, can I stop wars after Monday I wonder ? My brain power and one day session knowledge* can change the course of history !!!
Go ahead...envy me.
~Me
* like as if ! if the world is relying on sheer brain power from Moi that we are doomed, the doomiest doomed that have ever been doomed / doomable / dooming / etc and so forth in that annoying manner.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Red - > Redder and better
So I went from this...as you can see from my last salon hair cut just a week after I did the Sangria...
To this lovely shade...black currant, and for the record it's hard to take a picture of your own hair in order for the colour to come out the way you want.
Monday, September 29, 2008
Missing Camera...The Case Of
So here I am, with awesome purplish/burgundy/black hair and BrainDroppings herself is demanding proof of said awesomeness. Not a problem says I for I have the digital camera, right next to me here in this pile of stuf...oh wait it's not there, the pile OR the camera.
Readersister cleaned last week, to be fair to her the clutter was getting to be epic and we Trio of Weird Sisters know clutter.
So 20 mins ago I decide to start my search, I moved, I lifted, I scrambled through stuff, I went "HEY, there's my red belt, that lip gloss, and a loonie ! Score !...ummm focus here...I am looking for my camera, that's a very important goal. Goals are important not as important as having change for coffee in the morning now, having pants that won't fall off me arse all the while having wickedly sexy lips but right up there.
So I give up I throw myself upon the not so tender mercy of twinofmine, I say plaintivley
"I can't find my camera"
Her response leaves something to be desired, it's a look, that look that she gives me when I am being particulary dense, not regular dense or crazy but particularly dense and oblivious.
"Have you seen it" I ask
She bends over slightly and picks up my camera,
off of the coffee table.
*sigh*
*head desk*
Readersister cleaned last week, to be fair to her the clutter was getting to be epic and we Trio of Weird Sisters know clutter.
So 20 mins ago I decide to start my search, I moved, I lifted, I scrambled through stuff, I went "HEY, there's my red belt, that lip gloss, and a loonie ! Score !...ummm focus here...I am looking for my camera, that's a very important goal. Goals are important not as important as having change for coffee in the morning now, having pants that won't fall off me arse all the while having wickedly sexy lips but right up there.
So I give up I throw myself upon the not so tender mercy of twinofmine, I say plaintivley
"I can't find my camera"
Her response leaves something to be desired, it's a look, that look that she gives me when I am being particulary dense, not regular dense or crazy but particularly dense and oblivious.
"Have you seen it" I ask
She bends over slightly and picks up my camera,
off of the coffee table.
*sigh*
*head desk*
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Done Did it...I've Dyed
So twinofmine stepped up to the plate, or rather the chair, and helped me dye my hair this evening. I love it, love the darker, purplish tone of this shade I have to say. I'll charge the camera batteries so I can get a shot of this. It actually reminds me strongly of one of the salon colours I've had in the past which is great. Salon colour for $12 rather than the $50+ ..yay love it. I do miss having foils but maybe I can think about those once the braces are off.
Readersister has been movie / documentary watching lately, apparently Americans and their treatment of well..other Americans is really fascinating. It is by the way, the sheer money machine that the government runs on in regards to guns, smoking, health care, etc, the all consuming pursuit of the almighty Profit (fame/fortune) is beyond scary. *shudders*
For best results to be thankful to not be an American might I recommend Sicko ? American people are probably just like everyone else but their corporations/groups/cults/political lobbyists are pure evil. Yippee there's an election in the US and Canada right now too.
I should confirm which riding I'm in I suppose, I had a call last night from Telesomething or other re: the election. One of the questions was " Is the Danny Williams' ABC campaign likely to influence how you will vote" My answer of "Not in any way, shape or form" got the response of
*pause* "So highly unlikely then...."
I should go to bed, Monday morning arrives soon enough....
Irksome one on the MB has gone to ground, no wild claims, obvious fabrications, hurt yourself rolling your eyes reading it posts in like 3 whole days...she must not have figured out how to unbuckle the straps on the back yet.
~Me
Readersister has been movie / documentary watching lately, apparently Americans and their treatment of well..other Americans is really fascinating. It is by the way, the sheer money machine that the government runs on in regards to guns, smoking, health care, etc, the all consuming pursuit of the almighty Profit (fame/fortune) is beyond scary. *shudders*
For best results to be thankful to not be an American might I recommend Sicko ? American people are probably just like everyone else but their corporations/groups/cults/political lobbyists are pure evil. Yippee there's an election in the US and Canada right now too.
I should confirm which riding I'm in I suppose, I had a call last night from Telesomething or other re: the election. One of the questions was " Is the Danny Williams' ABC campaign likely to influence how you will vote" My answer of "Not in any way, shape or form" got the response of
*pause* "So highly unlikely then...."
I should go to bed, Monday morning arrives soon enough....
Irksome one on the MB has gone to ground, no wild claims, obvious fabrications, hurt yourself rolling your eyes reading it posts in like 3 whole days...she must not have figured out how to unbuckle the straps on the back yet.
~Me
Thursday, September 25, 2008
To Dye or not to Dye that is the question....
There is also the query of if I do in fact dye can I manage it all by myself if I have not done it before? If I do dye by myself (how lonely) it is sure to be messy, and it's red dye, Psycho in the shower anyone ??
I'm moving from Sangria a warm reddish brown to Blackcurrant a burgundy red brownish black and if you follow that well good on ya ! I suppose it could be worse, I could have long, luxurious, lawyer entraping, entangling hair that people get obsessed over but that never happens in real life.
Okay where was I red wine...I mean red hair, but there is red wine, right by the computer desk and I'm feeling a little under the weather and I deserve some wine. I wonder if twinofmine would be irritated if I 'stole' a glass or two.
Okay if I had a latte I would skip the wine but I don't have a latte I have red wine, well twinofmine has red wine...okay she had one glass more than when I started typing but what are ya gonna do...TELL her ??
Okay so I'm back bloggers of note (looking at you ya big brain dropping !) so lets be excellent to one another and update every so often, hmmKay ?
*note to missus on MB I frequent*
You are irksome. You are irking me.
I'm moving from Sangria a warm reddish brown to Blackcurrant a burgundy red brownish black and if you follow that well good on ya ! I suppose it could be worse, I could have long, luxurious, lawyer entraping, entangling hair that people get obsessed over but that never happens in real life.
Okay where was I red wine...I mean red hair, but there is red wine, right by the computer desk and I'm feeling a little under the weather and I deserve some wine. I wonder if twinofmine would be irritated if I 'stole' a glass or two.
Okay if I had a latte I would skip the wine but I don't have a latte I have red wine, well twinofmine has red wine...okay she had one glass more than when I started typing but what are ya gonna do...TELL her ??
Okay so I'm back bloggers of note (looking at you ya big brain dropping !) so lets be excellent to one another and update every so often, hmmKay ?
*note to missus on MB I frequent*
You are irksome. You are irking me.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Finally !!
Jaysus ! HOLY freaking Nfbsk'd up sign in process...it has taken me and hour and 2 emails, 48 curse words and a pound of chocolate to log into this damn thing.
Oh well...I'M BACK !
with a candlestick in the kitchen, be afraid...be very afraid.
Oh well...I'M BACK !
with a candlestick in the kitchen, be afraid...be very afraid.
Monday, April 02, 2007
Here is a story of just a couple of the wackadoo's in my neighborhood a tale of an 'altercation' that occurred last night that I had a lovely view of from the safety of my living room window, not being so brave as to just stand around on street level and gawk like so many of my neighbors.
My sister got home at around 7 and as she was coming up the stairs she was calling to me to look out the window, I got up from the computer andstarted to say "why is there a fight or something" and as she was sayingYES I saw the two of them. Big guy in Blue (Blue) and skinny guy ingrey (Grey) were really going at it. Blue tumbled over Grey and Grey slammed Blue on the pavement and the whole Blue and Grey knot rolled around in the middle of the street, went something like this Blue, Grey, Blue, Grey, Grey Blue Bl....nope Grey blocking several cars who probably just wanted to get home and eat their cod bite specials, Blue gets the upper hand briefly and gets a few jabs in the head on Grey. Several on-lookers try to break them up and it takes 3 to do so. Grey gets up and is gone in short order...how he disappeared like that I don't know...Blue is up, obviously addled from the few smacks to the head, he stumbles heading towards the corner store, corrects himself and wobbly makes his way down the intersecting one way street. All is quiet.
Right ????
How wrong you are. Grey is back ! Oh and he is mad ! He's armed ! With a.....desk ? What the fudge. He rounds the corner down the street Blue had stumbled over swinging what appears to be part of a student desk (I guess he's going to 'teach' his opponent a few things). This is where it gets boring unfortunately I can no longer see what is going on..but I did hear some muffled thumps that could very well be either the desk piece meeting the side of a building or the side of a particulary hard head....Awwww it was all over, just some random people standing around looking down the street probably comparing that to rackets past.
This occured at about 7pm much more palatable than the 4AM wake up call early Sunday morning....Yikes people come on !
My sister got home at around 7 and as she was coming up the stairs she was calling to me to look out the window, I got up from the computer andstarted to say "why is there a fight or something" and as she was sayingYES I saw the two of them. Big guy in Blue (Blue) and skinny guy ingrey (Grey) were really going at it. Blue tumbled over Grey and Grey slammed Blue on the pavement and the whole Blue and Grey knot rolled around in the middle of the street, went something like this Blue, Grey, Blue, Grey, Grey Blue Bl....nope Grey blocking several cars who probably just wanted to get home and eat their cod bite specials, Blue gets the upper hand briefly and gets a few jabs in the head on Grey. Several on-lookers try to break them up and it takes 3 to do so. Grey gets up and is gone in short order...how he disappeared like that I don't know...Blue is up, obviously addled from the few smacks to the head, he stumbles heading towards the corner store, corrects himself and wobbly makes his way down the intersecting one way street. All is quiet.
Right ????
How wrong you are. Grey is back ! Oh and he is mad ! He's armed ! With a.....desk ? What the fudge. He rounds the corner down the street Blue had stumbled over swinging what appears to be part of a student desk (I guess he's going to 'teach' his opponent a few things). This is where it gets boring unfortunately I can no longer see what is going on..but I did hear some muffled thumps that could very well be either the desk piece meeting the side of a building or the side of a particulary hard head....Awwww it was all over, just some random people standing around looking down the street probably comparing that to rackets past.
This occured at about 7pm much more palatable than the 4AM wake up call early Sunday morning....Yikes people come on !
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Happy New Year it's 2007 !!!
Well another Holiday season is over once again....well except for the bill paying. This is where I am glad that I don't purchase a lot of stuff on my credit card....very very VERY glad. That however opens me up to the after Xmas sales and oh my those shoes are cute...and ON SALE ! Run Self....Run far far away. That and discovering transitshoes.com online sale section.
I don't really do the resolution thing but the one thing I'd really like to improve is getting back into the gym routine as well as eating healthier but other than that...well what odds...I'll make my resolutions around Paddy's Day over some green beer or such that's more me...I think.
I hope everyone had a grand Christmas and that the new year brings nothing but happiness and joy.
~Me
I don't really do the resolution thing but the one thing I'd really like to improve is getting back into the gym routine as well as eating healthier but other than that...well what odds...I'll make my resolutions around Paddy's Day over some green beer or such that's more me...I think.
I hope everyone had a grand Christmas and that the new year brings nothing but happiness and joy.
~Me
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Red Wine and Chocolate
Hey !
Let us bask in the glow that is two glasses of red wine shall we. A very nice Austrailian Shiraz, oaky, rich and yadda yadda yadda (ick did I just 'do' a Sienfield thing..ewwwww). Did I mention the alcohol content yet??? No ? Well let me say that the buzz is nice. I probably should have eaten before I had the first glass. We live, we learn, we have the hangover. Whatever.
I'm so ashamed of my recent obession...it's...oh my god I can't believe I'm saying it out loud...where people can hear me...okay one person...probably. General Hospital the daytime SOAP OPERA...I have to tell myself they are NOT real people..how did I get back on this never ending ride ???
Oh I know I was at the gym and someone had it on and I saw the couple that I was a fan of so long ago (like '99 early '00 long ago) Jason and Elizabeth they were together *eyebrows frantically dancing up and down*. Holy moly they finally got them together after all this time ??? And that my friends was when I was lost to the dark side...sad but true. I think a lot of my recent obession has to do with the fan board that I became a member of...I think some of them honestly believe that the characters are real...seriously they talk about morals, and councelling for marriages and interventions...it's both funny and sad. Funny because they are well wing nuts and sad because the site has a strict policy about flaming members so I have to behave if I don't want to get banned and since they have pretty great spoilers I have to stay away from the reply button....DARN their delusional souls.
So red wine...good...with dark chocolate..even better. Staying away from the GHH2 boards...pretty good.
~Me
Let us bask in the glow that is two glasses of red wine shall we. A very nice Austrailian Shiraz, oaky, rich and yadda yadda yadda (ick did I just 'do' a Sienfield thing..ewwwww). Did I mention the alcohol content yet??? No ? Well let me say that the buzz is nice. I probably should have eaten before I had the first glass. We live, we learn, we have the hangover. Whatever.
I'm so ashamed of my recent obession...it's...oh my god I can't believe I'm saying it out loud...where people can hear me...okay one person...probably. General Hospital the daytime SOAP OPERA...I have to tell myself they are NOT real people..how did I get back on this never ending ride ???
Oh I know I was at the gym and someone had it on and I saw the couple that I was a fan of so long ago (like '99 early '00 long ago) Jason and Elizabeth they were together *eyebrows frantically dancing up and down*. Holy moly they finally got them together after all this time ??? And that my friends was when I was lost to the dark side...sad but true. I think a lot of my recent obession has to do with the fan board that I became a member of...I think some of them honestly believe that the characters are real...seriously they talk about morals, and councelling for marriages and interventions...it's both funny and sad. Funny because they are well wing nuts and sad because the site has a strict policy about flaming members so I have to behave if I don't want to get banned and since they have pretty great spoilers I have to stay away from the reply button....DARN their delusional souls.
So red wine...good...with dark chocolate..even better. Staying away from the GHH2 boards...pretty good.
~Me
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Long time no post !
Hi, how are ya ? Good...good. Hmm me not up to much. Working away at my new job. The daily grind and all that. Good stuff, keeps me in books and shoes, not as many as I'd like mind you but the feet are stylishly clad and the bookshelves overflow so that will have to do I guess. :)
I need to work on my getting up in the morning skills, that and planning what to wear the next day the night before skill. If I can get that ready perhaps it won't be as umm 'stressful' and that chewing my breakfast might actually happen.
I saw an awesome concert last Friday night, INXS...great, great GREAT show ! This weekend I have a wine tasting/show thing to go to..that should be fun ! Wheee pass me the tylenol !
Okay so I think I'll be making regular appearences here. It's a great place to rant if nothing else.
~Me
I need to work on my getting up in the morning skills, that and planning what to wear the next day the night before skill. If I can get that ready perhaps it won't be as umm 'stressful' and that chewing my breakfast might actually happen.
I saw an awesome concert last Friday night, INXS...great, great GREAT show ! This weekend I have a wine tasting/show thing to go to..that should be fun ! Wheee pass me the tylenol !
Okay so I think I'll be making regular appearences here. It's a great place to rant if nothing else.
~Me
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
Lazy Day
Today was a very lazy day. I had the day off due to a civic holiday and the weather was such that staying inside and reading until my brain melted seemed to be a good idea.
I was delighted to get a book from Chapters in the mail this morning about 930 or so, and then perplexed when at 1230 when I was more than halfway through the book the doorbell rings and the mailperson delivers a second copy of said book ! This was after an email/phone call to Chapters customer service (very professinal bunch) regarding the message that it seemed my order had been cancelled. It had not been cancelled it had just been caught in the crunch of a system upgrade. So there you go I have a second copy of a book (now read) that I will return tomorrow.
After I read the book "Cast in Courtlight" by Michelle Sagara which I enjoyed so very much. In fact if only the 2nd copy had been the 3rd I would have been a very very happy reader. Who knows when the 3rd will be released however....probably not till next year... *scowl*.
Hmmm what was I saying...oh yes after the book reading I did nothing.... NOOOthing... noTHING.... it was perfectly grand.
I'm looking forward to my vacation starting really soon...315 on Friday...but I'm not keeping track or anything. I probably should have kept the book that arrived today to read then I suppose.
I was delighted to get a book from Chapters in the mail this morning about 930 or so, and then perplexed when at 1230 when I was more than halfway through the book the doorbell rings and the mailperson delivers a second copy of said book ! This was after an email/phone call to Chapters customer service (very professinal bunch) regarding the message that it seemed my order had been cancelled. It had not been cancelled it had just been caught in the crunch of a system upgrade. So there you go I have a second copy of a book (now read) that I will return tomorrow.
After I read the book "Cast in Courtlight" by Michelle Sagara which I enjoyed so very much. In fact if only the 2nd copy had been the 3rd I would have been a very very happy reader. Who knows when the 3rd will be released however....probably not till next year... *scowl*.
Hmmm what was I saying...oh yes after the book reading I did nothing.... NOOOthing... noTHING.... it was perfectly grand.
I'm looking forward to my vacation starting really soon...315 on Friday...but I'm not keeping track or anything. I probably should have kept the book that arrived today to read then I suppose.
Monday, June 26, 2006
A Good Day
A day off work, not so notable when given the fact that I usually have every 2nd Monday off anyway. Taken in conjunction with the fact that today is a work holiday so tomorrow is a day off for me too...that's a good deal.
So beyond the sleeping in, which I enjoy so much that it should be a sin. I was actually productive too ! *shocked face*...I did laundry, I'm in the process of doing the whole, keep, toss, and charity thing with clothes/items from my room....freeing up a lot of space and I have a floor...it has grey carpet....it needs to be vaccumed but I only focus on one thing at a time.
I received mail today...two pieces...one was from Ireland and the other from Texas. The Ireland one was from a guy I know on a MB who I sent a bday card/postcards to as there is a group set up to do that. He apparently then went out and bought up what post cards there were in his general vicinity and has been happily sending them out hand over fist to all on that MB. The US package was a book I won on a blog contest...I had thought that I got the details wrong as originally I thought it was two books but when only one arrived (different author) I assumed that it was the only one...so today was a happy day.
Wanna see my mail ???
Friday, June 23, 2006
Walk, walk and walk some more.
My feet hurt.
I've done a lot of walking this week. From Tuesday on I've gone for a walk at lunch time around a nearby pond at work. It's very relaxing and breaks the day up making it seem to go faster. Anything that makes the workday go faster is a good thing in my book. Then yesterday I went for a walk after work with a co-worker around the pond...we went twice. Now today I was all on my own....nary a co-worker wanted to go. They thought it was going to rain. I laughed in the face of impending rain drops and went on anyway. I got outside the building and nearly turned around. I persevered however and forged on ahead. I had a lovely rain free solitary walk. On this walk I was able to let my brain range free and think such thougths as.....that's a shifty looking squirrel and that submerged log looks like an aligator, it's good that we don't have aligators in NL. After work I walked to the gym and worked out, then walked 20 mins to a bus stop that would get me home sooner.
My feet hurt.
I have a long weekend...and extra long one if we are being honest. I should try and be productive or something and do fun things. I should go out and meet people. I'll probably do laundry and read.
My feet still hurt.
I've done a lot of walking this week. From Tuesday on I've gone for a walk at lunch time around a nearby pond at work. It's very relaxing and breaks the day up making it seem to go faster. Anything that makes the workday go faster is a good thing in my book. Then yesterday I went for a walk after work with a co-worker around the pond...we went twice. Now today I was all on my own....nary a co-worker wanted to go. They thought it was going to rain. I laughed in the face of impending rain drops and went on anyway. I got outside the building and nearly turned around. I persevered however and forged on ahead. I had a lovely rain free solitary walk. On this walk I was able to let my brain range free and think such thougths as.....that's a shifty looking squirrel and that submerged log looks like an aligator, it's good that we don't have aligators in NL. After work I walked to the gym and worked out, then walked 20 mins to a bus stop that would get me home sooner.
My feet hurt.
I have a long weekend...and extra long one if we are being honest. I should try and be productive or something and do fun things. I should go out and meet people. I'll probably do laundry and read.
My feet still hurt.
Saturday, June 10, 2006
Attack of the Soup Can !
So the last couple of weeks have been pretty low key. If you don't take into account the fake poop sent in to my work place or the fake fire / alarm clock scare that necessitated the fire department being called to the building where I live. Pretty much the norm for me. Oh ! Of course my sister A was nearly brained by a can of vegetable beef soup that's pretty noteworthy.
The Mummy is on ! I LOVE that movie. I am not in the habit of rewatching movies, I'm just not. I blame my brother T as he is a frequent re-watcher he watched Batman so often when it was released on VHS that I had the darn thing memorized for a couple of years. The Mummy however hits that balance between 1940's - 50's adventure movie with a modern edge. I *heart* this movie.
On the book front I'm looking forward to picking up a couple of new books in the next few days. Both are paranormal storylines, I don't know that I would call them romances but I would think that they have that aspect in there.
I need a couple of new summer items for my wardrobe, not too many just another couple of tanks and one or four of those tops that you can wear over them to dress them up for the office/work. I've seen a couple and hope to get some this week. I really want something that looks like a shrug, are they still "in".
This week is jeans week at work, that should be fun I need to do a jean count tomorrow. I really, really and I do mean really need to clean my room. Do the whole toss out what doesn't fit, never fit, what the NFBSK was I thinking when I got that ! If I do the whole jean inventory tomorrow that may mean buying a new pair of jeans. I could handle that. Of course I'd need new shoes to go with the new jeans, and whatever tops I got...right ???
Carry your ladle and watch out for renegade soup cans.
The Mummy is on ! I LOVE that movie. I am not in the habit of rewatching movies, I'm just not. I blame my brother T as he is a frequent re-watcher he watched Batman so often when it was released on VHS that I had the darn thing memorized for a couple of years. The Mummy however hits that balance between 1940's - 50's adventure movie with a modern edge. I *heart* this movie.
On the book front I'm looking forward to picking up a couple of new books in the next few days. Both are paranormal storylines, I don't know that I would call them romances but I would think that they have that aspect in there.
I need a couple of new summer items for my wardrobe, not too many just another couple of tanks and one or four of those tops that you can wear over them to dress them up for the office/work. I've seen a couple and hope to get some this week. I really want something that looks like a shrug, are they still "in".
This week is jeans week at work, that should be fun I need to do a jean count tomorrow. I really, really and I do mean really need to clean my room. Do the whole toss out what doesn't fit, never fit, what the NFBSK was I thinking when I got that ! If I do the whole jean inventory tomorrow that may mean buying a new pair of jeans. I could handle that. Of course I'd need new shoes to go with the new jeans, and whatever tops I got...right ???
Carry your ladle and watch out for renegade soup cans.
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
Lights ! Sirens ! False Alarm ?!
Hey today,
So I'm tired today...why am I tired today you ask ?
Well it might have something to do with the fact that at about the very time I was about to get myself ready for bed last night, just as I was in midst of last glance on snopes around 11 or so I hear sirens.
Not a big deal for my neighborhood....nope not at all, okay there are the nice flashing redlights...hmmm sirens have stopped....hmmm flashing red lights are just sitting outside....ACK they're right in front of my house !!!!
So I rush to the window, like ya would and I see them beating it in to the house next door (those new neighbors I KNEW it). The firemen pound up the stairs next door, my twin pounds down the stairs in our apartment, jeans hauled on pj shirt flapping, slowing down long enough to haul on shoes and jacket saying "I'm going outside!", I haul on my shoes and follow her as well. I get down to the bottom of the stairs, my twin is at one of the fire trucks questioning WTF is on the go. I stand on the step.
There are two *ahem* ladies standing on the steps next door, one of them is dressed, the other is well...ummm wow bras do come in handy on a day to day basis huh...maybe you'd like to close that sweater you are wearing over the almost sheer pj top you have on ?? No? Well then...I continue to stand on the step.
My twin comes back, still in the dark the firemen are checking out the building. They exit building right next door, and go in one building over, not one of the firemen approaches my sister or I to ask if we heard/saw/smelled smoke or anything, my twin goes over to hear what they are saying, I contine to stand on the step.
Twin returns and says "they were called because of a fire alarm", I leave the comfort, safety and luxury of the steps to wander over to the "ladies" it turns out dressed lady had heard an alarm she didn't know what it was so she called the FD, who are now milling around outside, I return to the step, where twin and I make plans to tackle a couple of the cute ones and drag them upstairs, but we have to watch which ones have axes.
Then the incident commander guy shows up from somewhere, he is talking to the ladies who called it in, I wander over to eavesdrop. He is telling them yes he heard "something, that sounded like an alarm clock"....OMG I had at least 7 years frightened off my life, I was making plans to evacuate the cats and possibly actually wake other sister up and it was a GD alarm clock !!!! *&^%$@#@! *&^%^&$#@ !
I go in, lock the door behind me and make my way upstairs, 3rd sister is sitting on the couch in her flannels, hair mussed, blinking, we let her know all is good, she's back to bed in a flash, the cats are beyond traumatized and are slinking around like nothing I've ever seen before. I say "hi bean" and he takes off upstairs like his tail is on fire. He then proceeds to peak around the top of the stairs to see the big scary person who dared speak to him. Sooooo 3rd sister is sleeping soundly, twin follows her example and is snoozing in no time, I'm riding an adrenalin rush and end up watching CSI Miami, and some sort of ultimate fighting thing which is really sad and disturbing. I'm up till 1, to bed to toss and turn for most of the night.
So I'm tired today...why am I tired today you ask ?
Well it might have something to do with the fact that at about the very time I was about to get myself ready for bed last night, just as I was in midst of last glance on snopes around 11 or so I hear sirens.
Not a big deal for my neighborhood....nope not at all, okay there are the nice flashing redlights...hmmm sirens have stopped....hmmm flashing red lights are just sitting outside....ACK they're right in front of my house !!!!
So I rush to the window, like ya would and I see them beating it in to the house next door (those new neighbors I KNEW it). The firemen pound up the stairs next door, my twin pounds down the stairs in our apartment, jeans hauled on pj shirt flapping, slowing down long enough to haul on shoes and jacket saying "I'm going outside!", I haul on my shoes and follow her as well. I get down to the bottom of the stairs, my twin is at one of the fire trucks questioning WTF is on the go. I stand on the step.
There are two *ahem* ladies standing on the steps next door, one of them is dressed, the other is well...ummm wow bras do come in handy on a day to day basis huh...maybe you'd like to close that sweater you are wearing over the almost sheer pj top you have on ?? No? Well then...I continue to stand on the step.
My twin comes back, still in the dark the firemen are checking out the building. They exit building right next door, and go in one building over, not one of the firemen approaches my sister or I to ask if we heard/saw/smelled smoke or anything, my twin goes over to hear what they are saying, I contine to stand on the step.
Twin returns and says "they were called because of a fire alarm", I leave the comfort, safety and luxury of the steps to wander over to the "ladies" it turns out dressed lady had heard an alarm she didn't know what it was so she called the FD, who are now milling around outside, I return to the step, where twin and I make plans to tackle a couple of the cute ones and drag them upstairs, but we have to watch which ones have axes.
Then the incident commander guy shows up from somewhere, he is talking to the ladies who called it in, I wander over to eavesdrop. He is telling them yes he heard "something, that sounded like an alarm clock"....OMG I had at least 7 years frightened off my life, I was making plans to evacuate the cats and possibly actually wake other sister up and it was a GD alarm clock !!!! *&^%$@#@! *&^%^&$#@ !
I go in, lock the door behind me and make my way upstairs, 3rd sister is sitting on the couch in her flannels, hair mussed, blinking, we let her know all is good, she's back to bed in a flash, the cats are beyond traumatized and are slinking around like nothing I've ever seen before. I say "hi bean" and he takes off upstairs like his tail is on fire. He then proceeds to peak around the top of the stairs to see the big scary person who dared speak to him. Sooooo 3rd sister is sleeping soundly, twin follows her example and is snoozing in no time, I'm riding an adrenalin rush and end up watching CSI Miami, and some sort of ultimate fighting thing which is really sad and disturbing. I'm up till 1, to bed to toss and turn for most of the night.
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