Chin Hair Theorum

Could it be that I'm turning into the evil version of myself?

No one must know!!!

*PLUCK PLUCK PLUCK**

Ellie's House for The Sims 3

I finally finished Ellie's Dream house from Pixar's "Up"!
It wasn't accepted on Mod the Sims because it doesn't look close enough, but I'll keep it on Sims 2 Boogaloo. I'm not good enough with roofing to make it exactly similar, so I guess better luck next time.

For more pictures and a download link go HERE!

Ellie's House

Hello faithful followers!
*crickets*

I want to make the house from "Up" on the sims and I need some reference material. There are plenty of great shots of the front of the house but I am looking for shots from the side and the back as well as interior shots and layout information.

Any reference materials you can find would be super helpful. I promise to upload it so you can have your Ellie's and Carl's live out long happy lives together!

Thanks!

Ethic

Would it be unethical to use my birthday money to put towards a new iPod? I feel so guilty just thinking about it. Whenever I think about buying something I get this sense of dread like everyone would judge me for buying something expensive... nonetheless I troll eBay looking for deals (never logging in or bidding of course).

Every month I put all my money into my line of credit, visa, bills, and groceries (etc etc) but would it also be so bad to put $20 into my my iPod Jar every once in a while? I rarely eat out any more or go to the movies or go to the pub or anything.

Another shameful confession = every time I get a tip or commission I ALWAYS spend that money on myself. Chocolate bar, movie, etc. Its rare and not much- could I put commission into the iPod Jar instead of getting a treat?

We'll Drive Home Backwards!

I'm at work- off my rocks on Red Bull. Mourning John Hughes...

I watched Ferris Bueller (I know, I'm a hard worker) and I am now depressed because I want to be Ferris. He really is my hero. Its easy to be a Ferris when all your friends are Camerons (I mean that in the best possible way) but I'd really love to be a genuine Ferris. Super confident and lucky... "How can I possibly be expected to handle school on a day like this?" has pretty much been my motto since grade 6 (Oh Mr. Stone... you dupe.)

I had a Mr. Rooney too- the great depths she took to catch me. They did one time when I faked a note to spend an afternoon with only girl at our school with a mohawk.

Back to work!
Sincerly, the Sausage Queen of Ottawa... (oh the imagery)

How to Lose Friends and Alienate People

I should really think before I speak.

I'm in class and we're getting back our papers and discussing our results and the horrible injustices of our marks, etc etc.

One girl next to me was grossed out by the presence of an eyelash in her paper. The fact that this grossed her out should have deterred me from saying:

"You could CLONE them! All you need is a healthy ovum!"

It didn't.

Crash 2.0

Twitter and facebook are hating me. I not really on the up and up as to why. Facebook won't let me post anything and twitter doesn't even load in my browser and won't let me log on via twitterfox. I tweeted from my cell but no dice. So yeah. The 2.0 has died- finally...

I called my bank to ask about some activity info on my account and to change it to the infinity transations (because I pay twice the price of the acount fee anyway).
The guy I talked to was seriously so dreamy. He sounded like the voiceover guy from the GM Reinvention commercials. ("Down to business indeed.") I almost opened a new savings account because of his delicious man voice. I assume he looks like a mix of Ryan Reynolds and Brad Pitt 15 years ago. (See composite image right.) In reality he's probably a total dweeb.

Anyway, I have to go to the bank and get loonies and then go to the laundromat and do laundry. I probably have like 5 loads of laundry to do. THATS 10 DOLLARS! Oh man... Ryan Pitt/Brad Reynolds- tell me how to SAVE ON EACH TRANSACTION!

Laundry!

I was tidying the bedroom today. I put all my dirty clothes in a bag to take the laundry tomorrow and put all of Joel's dirty clothes in his laundry bag. Little did I know, there was a "clean" pile and a "dirty" pile and I had upset the delicate balance.

I almost scooped up the bag and chucked it on the front stoop.

Quote of the Day

"So here we are with the first expansion pack for The Sims 3. World Adventures seems like a departure from the norm, though, isn't it? Expansions for the first two games were focused on nebulous themes, such as Night Life and Open for Business. But now we've got China, France, and Egypt? Does this represent a new direction for the series?" -From the IGN Interview regarding the new Sims 3 expansion pack...



Ah yes... a destination expansion pack... a great leap from ANYTHING the Sims have EVER done. A "departure from the norm" ... a "new direction" indeed.

Fear Spam

Last Fall I had received a few forwards from concerned family members in regards to an internet hoax that had them desperately worried. I have started receiving them again and just wanted to post an email that I sent around last year as a counter measure against this "fear spam". I received the email from a family member who works in public safety who had in turn received it from somebody in the police force- so its not that these people were silly, its just that they were so concerned that they forwarded the message without critically examining the details. The case I was discussing regarded a business card laced with a drug called "burundanga".

Here is the email! Forward it to all your friends!!


This story is an email hoax that I've received a few times this year based on an urban legend. Thanks for passing it on to me anyways. I don't want you to be scared unnecessarily, so I've done some research for you. You could send it to your colleagues as well and advise them to investigate the background of these stories because forwarding these kinds of "warnings" only spread fear and anxiety. I'm sure they've already caused you a great deal of anxiety. If I've learned anything from school its to think critically! (Which, of course, I've done tonight.)

A simple google search of "burundanga business card" comes up with tons of info. (Snopes is the most reliable source for overturning urban legends, but other hoax identifying websites like Hoax Slayer and Urban Legends have looked into it as well.) I think if you look at these websites you will see that the email sent to you was directly copied and pasted from the original hoax email. The websites also point out inconsistencies within the story, the description of the drug, and that there are NO credible sources on such an attack ever taking place- no police reports or news stories.

I.E. The story above is a fabrication. Two details betray it as such:

1. The victim allegedly received a dose of the drug by simply touching a business card. (All sources agree that burundanga must be inhaled or ingested, or the subject must have prolonged topical contact with it, in order for it to have an effect.)
2. The victim allegedly detected a "strong odor" coming from the drug-laced card. (All sources agree that burundanga is odorless and tasteless.) (from Urban Legends link above).
   

In women's studies this was brought up and we discovered that burundanga is also known as the Columbian "zombie drug" or "Columbian Devil's Breath" which is very terrifying and scary. We watched a documentary on it in the class which I can link you to here. It's real name is scopolamine. Its used in a lot of South American countries to take advantage of tourists. In Haiti, they use a similar drug to "zombify" a person ostracized by the community. Despite the real drug's terrifying effects, I have no reason to be afraid here. After lots of research, I've found no substantiated reports of it being used in the United States or Canada except as a treatment for motion sickness.

To ease your mind I refuse to touch anything strangers give me because normally they are normally religious propaganda or dirty hobos.

Pass THIS email on!

Brief Explanation

I'm aware of my radio silence and I apologize. I really have been focusing on other things lately like school and family and trying to keep my house clean. I've also rediscovered how much I love reading BOOKS with physical pages and a scent. So I have been reading online less. My focus brought me a B+ on a recent paper! I have another paper awaiting results and one more to write, so hopefully the added focus and time will increase my academic success. I really need to raise my GPA because its embarrassing right now.

P.S. I'm getting kind of fat. Acknowledging it makes me feel better about it.

Uncanny Valley

My new profile sim at thesims3.com!!























Of course, if you are interested she's available to download. To make her look exactly like the picture you'll need this stuff.

Skin: peggy
Eyes: rockermonkey
Hair: peggy

(p.s. Check out Motoki's post at MATY for non-conversion hairs!!!)

THAT IS ALL! Good day!

Hurty Brain

Help! Essay due in two weeks. Need to get a good start on it this weekend. I have a few pathetic ideas and I've mainly just been reading articles that are too broad to give evidence to any one topic.

How might [insert ICT of your choice] negatively affect [insert people/context of your choice]?
(ICT = information and communication technology... toaster isn't an ICT)

Before you get all excited I need to be able to find: 2 current academic sources (2007-2009) & 3 recent academic sources (2002-2009)... so don't make it something painful and obscure.

GIVE ME YOUR IDEAS!

(I know, its lame to ask you guys about homework, but I have two classes this summer and the rest of you are enjoying your lives/class-less summer, so just throw me a frickin bone here!)

Vertigo

MOM!
I found this picture in my phone. I must have been thinking of you. (She's deathly afraid of heights.)

OH! Also: Happy Canada to everyone!! I'm going to shower and enjoy some festivities. How about that!!??

Old Woman Look At My Life

Woo! I feel slightly accomplished today for getting my to-do list done before 4pm!
This was my grocery list:

• skim milk (they were out, I got 1%)
• bread
• eggs
• feta
• spinach
• triscuits
• avocado
• Riesling

Does this grocery list mean I have no personality? I got Rosemary triscuits? Does that add some spice? My cats have cool names! I'M ONLY TWENTY AND I'M SUPER COOL DAMNIT!

Tonight is date night with Joel as we both have the evening off. We are going to make feta-spinach-turkey burgers and salad and then afterwards we're going to go to the movies. Our anniversary is looming and we are thinking about investing in the Wall-E dvd as it was the first movie we went to together... I believe we also went to Zak's and Joel got the Tex-Mex burger and I got something with guacamole.

We really need this date night. We've been both been working so much that when we are together we normally have to discuss things like work, cleaning arrangements, bills, etc and we haven't had fun for some time. I feel like a lot of it is mainly my problem because I'm so anal and he's very laissez-faire. (He isn't THIS gross, but you know...) Last night he made/attempted to make brownies and then we watched Black Books and fell asleep. It was very relaxed and I missed that casual and fun interaction that we have somehow lost while living together. I'm hoping tonight and in the future we can regain our young, happy, relaxed relationship with each other and forget the chaos that is growing up around us and influencing our moods and behaviours.

ANYWAY tomorrow is Canada Day and Meredith and I have a full day of festivities planned. Step 1) sleep in because its the holiday Step 2) get snacks and sandwiches and go sit in the park Step 3) cross the bridge and check out the Mythical Beasts exhibit at Musee Civ Step 4) buy lemonade from the giant lemon Step 5) find a good spot to chill on The Hill for fireworks.

My professor this morning announced that my 8:30am class on July 2nd has been cancelled so I'm rejoicing because I can actually stay up late. I am not going to go out drinking because its horribly expensive and it will be so busy, but I'm glad that I get sleep-in day TWO!

The Tinsel Town Cryer

I love reading gossip blogs, science blogs, and feminist blogs. Of course I read Perez but take things with a grain of salt. I often feel he is pompous and melodramatic-but I guess that is how he has built his career.

However, I'd like to take this chance to say something really important:

Hitting a man "because he is an asshole" is like hitting a woman "because she is a bitch".

I just watched Manufacturing Consent and I'm thinking about when Chomsky was attacked for allegedly supporting hate speech. I don't necessarily support the views of this blogger, but I support 100% his right to express them- however silly and overly dramatic they may be, without the threat of physical violence.

An Amanda by Any Other Name Won't Smell as Rank

One of the guys I work with at the hostel's wife, Maria, is just learning to speak English and is working at the hostel as a cleaning lady. Today she practiced English with me and said that "Amanda" was her favourite English name and then I said "Maria" was the most favourite name in the world because my grandmother, mom and sister were "Marias". Its true, Maria is a good name. Except when you are a little kid and bullies call you Maria Diarrhea! She also commented that I was happy all the time, which is flattering, but perhaps its just because I often hum and sing quietly.

P.S. When I was younger I thought the song "Rolling on the River" was "Roland on the River"... I wish it was Roland on the River.

Amanda's Daily Cup of Links

Take that mental floss!

Somebody created a twitter client or the Commodore 64! I shit you not!
(Vandenbrande)

Never... EVER... EVER google "supervolcano" because you will not sleep again.
(Wikipedia)

A kid diagnosed themselves in science class. MedicalFail!
(CNN)

If a blog falls in the internet? Does anybody make a sound? 95% of blogs are ABANDONED! Like wells children always fall in. (New York Times)

Big surprise. Kid's grades improve 40% when they are paid. (New York Post)

No big, but an 11 year old boy got an astrophysics degree. BIG WHOOP. (Wood TV)

FML!!

So my day started well. Slept in until 9ish because Joelio didn't have to go to class until later. It was nice. Then we had waffles for breakfast and listened to music and giggled and stuff. Then I did some dishes, watched Marley & Me and had lunchie poo.

Then in the afternoon I played the sims, did the floors, and took some cough syrup for my flaring bronchitis. Three and a half hours later I gently awaken covered in cats and listening to jazz (oh god) and think: "Oooh, what a good sleep!" I check my phone to catch missed calls. I sleepily putter around my house for a few minutes and then it hits me. SHIIIT! Half an hour late to class! I throw all my stuff in my bag and start briskly walking to class. (Inflamed bronchi slowed my pace, but you know, there was effort.) It's a three hour class and they break every hour so I figured I could just sneak in during the 8pm break and catch the last two hours.

They were still in lecture when I got there so I decide to go get a coke to wake up. A toonie falls and rolls under the vending machine. I spend like 10 minutes on hands and knees trying to reach for the toonie. I just left it in the end. In 10 years when they remove that vending machine, some worker is going to have a fun surprise.

The class still hasn't gone on break so I figure that they went early or are just going straight until 9pm. I open the door and its so loud that I cringe and 500 faces swing around to stare at me. I slink into a seat in the back and open my laptop praying that I remembered to mute it before shutting down. Just as my computer (silently) boots up, class goes on break. *sigh*

I go down to my professor and apologized for being late and gave him my doctors note from last week. I was still half-awake and slightly upset so he just laughed at me and told me they were watching a movie so I could just go home and download it.

I can't find any pictures representing how awkward this evening was so I am simply posting a close up picture of this morning's Boris picture which showcases his awkward overbite fang.

P.S. I know everyone thinks that I'm a crazy cat lady, but my boyfriend and I are actually a crazy cat couple. He routinely yells: "AMANDA! GET THE CAMERA! THE CATS ARE DOING SOMETHING CUUUTE!" For this reason, I have a folder on my computer called Cats in Window Sill.

Calling Bullshit

To deem something "impossible" means you are aware of the parameters of "possible". If you say you are aware of the parameters of "possible", I call bullshit and ignore you.

Here is a picture of my cat:

House Husbands!

Oh Dear. I often feel overwhelmed with housework and take this out on my househusband (boyfriend). This morning he opened up, tears were shed, and I had to explain why I act like a "mean drill instructor". ("I always plan to pick the plates up off the couch! I swear!") I cut the guy a break because I love him and it pains me to see his big man tears. But also because he really honestly tries.

A friend related a story to me that put my boy into perspective. After much goading for him to clean the bathroom, this boy gets to it and rolls up his sleeves. My friend was passing the bathroom and saw him drop some cleaner into the toilet and slosh it around... and then he proceeded to scrub the outside of the toilet WITH THE TOILET BRUSH! Not just the rim and seat but the FLUSHY and the TOP OF THE TOILET! When she expressed her horror and ran for the Lysol he felt attacked... "I never do things right!" he cried. She had to explain to him, like a child. I imagine it went like this:

"You would never stick your hand in the toilet! Its diirtty! DIIIRTY Your pees and poos go in there, Sweetie! Then you put that icky poo water on the dirty brush and then put dirty brush doused in poo water on the handle that you TOUCH and where you put your BUM! No! Dirty!"

How men do not drop dead from dysentery we'll never know.

Laundro-FUN

Hi y’all! It behoves me to inform you that I am at the Laundromat. I thought, hmm, what better place to write from!? I’m stuck here for at least an hour with nothing but my thoughts and about a dozen washing machines. The laundry was getting a little ridiculous and the amount of hand washing I was doing indicated it was time to actually buy a roll of loonies and get it all done. Joel has this oversized duffel bag that converts to a backpack. It holds EVERYTHING (besides towels, that’s another day). I’m thinking today I will do clothes and tomorrow I’ll do towels and linens. (I have two mornings off and don’t work until 4pm).

The small European woman was very shocked at my appearance. I’m wearing polka dot tights (only knee length) and a green plaid summer dress- but on my back I have this giant black mass. I essentially look like a giant Beetle walking down the sidewalk. “Why you do so much laundry!!” she demanded. I felt silly and embarrassed that I had left my laundry this long. I, ever quick on my feet, said that I have a roommate who pays me to do their laundry too. She seemed satisfied with that. I will have to keep up with this lie for the rest of my life as long as I know the Laundromat Lady. I think eventually in my “story” this other roommate will move out. (I would say it’s Joel but I had no boy clothes in my bag). Oh the tangled web of lies I spin to save myself from humiliation. Oh man, she’s making some kind of garlicky soup on a hot plate in the convenience store part. JEALOUS. When I got here, I realized I forgot my soap. (As I write, it is sitting out in little perfectly portioned hotel shampoo bottles on my coffee table. I thought I was so clever...); luckily there is the store in the back of the Laundromat. For two of those tide soaps (I split them in half) and a coke it was $3.15. Hmm... My father is deathly allergic to Tide soap so I will just have to never speak to him again. This is upsetting. We like to fail at fishing together and watch McHale’s Navy.

Let me paint you a scene: Wood panelling and drywall... Lime green and yellow floral print chairs, wooden benches and TONS of plants. The Maytags look fairly recent (some even take LOONIES) but the washers are ANCIENT looking. They are built into the wall so it’s safe to assume they’ve been here as long as this building. I’m going to attempt to paparazzo a cell phone picture without arousing suspicion, but the old lady is sneaky... I’ll have to think of a new lie to save myself from having to explain blogs and the internet. I just put in my dryer loads. They only take quarters... how long ago were loonies introduced? These dryers are at least before then. They are silent and efficient killers.

I’m typing up this blog in a word document because a) it looks like I’m working, b) it spell/grammar checks for me and c) because the stolen internet here is crap. AIM and MSN are working but browsing is at a slow crawl. Nobody is online either so its not like its a huge loss. Besides writing, I’m editing pictures of my cats (sigh) and taking in the blast from the past that is this Laundromat.

P.S. There is 100 points and a cookie for Ottawans who can correctly identify this specific Laundromat.

Some Sad and Some Funny

David Carradine hanged himself. I am so shocked. I was going to post a lighthearted bit about my Star Trek waffles, but that all seems so silly now.

Perhaps I will still post about the Star Trek waffles because even when sad stuff happens, you have to keep on laughing. Plus, its not like he was my dad or anything. He's someone's dad, but not mine. Someone somewhere is probably going to blog about Star Trek waffles today and it may as well be me.


"Damnit Jim! I'm a doctor not a WAFFLE!"


Oh Scotty... he got a little scorched too. He was light and fluffy though. Just as you'd expect him to be.

Mucus Rising

Hello one and all!
I break my radio silence again today to tell you that my bronchisauri are inflamed. (I have bronchitis.) Joel is still living with me which is kind of up and down, but mainly up since he's found work. Not GIS stuff but working in a couple of restaurants. Him being home 24/7 and moping around was driving me nuts. Now that he has a job I hope he will find his own place. I doubt it though. He has no plan, he's all over the place. Sometimes he says he wants to stay here for the summer and sometimes he says he wants to go to Alaska... I don't know what's going on with him, but now that he's out of the house I don't really interact with him that much.

Sometimes I wonder if Disney has programmed me to expect the Beast to turn into a Prince just because I'm patient and loving.

I got a raise at work which is lovely, but I've been sick/away for a substantial amount of time since the raise. I have a big test tomorrow and I've not really been able to lift my head off the pillow today. I am emailing my prof to see what my options are. I doubt anything can be done this late, but I really didn't expect to be hit this hard.

So today I need to study study study (my test isn't until 7pm tomorrow night) and then I need to clean the kitchen and bathroom. I miss Meredith and splitting chores 50/50. If Joel moves out I totally want Annie to come spend a week or two with me. We can eat on patios and bake and have picnics and do DIY projects... do sister things.

Well, I just took some dimetane-expectorant and I feel I'll be mildly drowsy soon so that's enough of an update for now... Here are some cat pictures:

Why All The Radio Silence?

Hello everyone. I haven't written at all since Joel came back. To be honest, its because I don't know what to write. It's been so up and down and I don't want to write that everything is perfect but I don't want to post anything overly negative. I love Joel, but I'm finding it very difficult to live with him and I feel like I'm under constant scrutiny.

Sometime he can be very loving and considerate, like making me food, etc.. But he is often really really inconsiderate and rude. He probably the messiest person I know- I don't even want to tell you the things I've found on the floor, and if I tell him about a rule or ask him to do something, its like talking to a child. For example: "Do not eat in the bed" seems to be the hardest rule for him to understand. And today, he was playing GTA and Meredith was coming over so we could watch the new Supernatural before she went to work and asking him to stop playing GTA for 45 minutes was just about the worst thing I could ask him evidently.

Just now, (the reason I decided to post) we were making tempura. I normally never ever try to do any cooking related activities around him because he's very discouraging and is very vocal about how horrible a cook I am. I want to try so I dip in a little eggplant and its very gooey and I was laughing because it was clearly a disaster. He just said: "What a waste! Look at all the batter on your hands! Do you TRY to not do things right!?" He was completely serious too. I just didn't know what to say so I came into my room to write a good old post. (Writing it down makes it feel so much better.)

What bothers me the most is that even though he's completely sweet most of the time, the times that he's an ass and I call my mom to talk about it, she constantly thinks that either a) I'm being too dramatic or b) shouldn't expect him to be considerate, clean, etc because "straight guys don't understand why the dishes have to be washed and the shower scrubbed, when a perfectly good TV show is on or he's playing in excellent game of whatever" ... she goes on to talk about my dad saying "there's certain things he does do, so he does those, and I pick up the slack. In all honesty, we were suppose to be 50/50 with household chores, but the truth is is I do at least 75...maybe 90% of the chores."

I hate that anyone just accepts this sexist (toward both men and women) perspective. Partners are partners. It doesn't matter what their sex/gender is- if they are partners they are considerate, kind and don't expect the other person to pick up the slack. I've made it clear that as soon as he gets a job he has to start looking for his own apartment. I want to be with him, but I can't live with him. I refuse to clean up after him and argue about things like when I get to use my own goddamned tv and hear how horrible I am at cooking.

Phew, I feel better. I'm very grateful that he's here and I'm very happy he came back, but I just want us to be equal- I don't want to fight with him and argue constantly.

Finally!!

Sooo wrong

HERE ANNIE! I DID PENANCE TO YOU FOR GETTING YOU IN TROUBLE AT CAPSLOCKSPN!!!!

BEFORE

AFTER

UR WELCOME
LOVE AMANDA

p.s. the shirt is from here

Efficacy of Condoms

Religious fanatic or poorly crafted satire? You decide.

Spoilers!

My favourite Doctor Who character EVER seems to be making a triumphant return.

SPOILERS

In other news, I'd like to thank the following people for today:

• The popcorn girl who gave me a band aid
• Mario who also gave me a band aid
  
• The bus driver who helped me find Best Buy
  
• Meredith for going with me to Best Buy
  
• The row of unruly gentlemen behind us in the theatre (thank you for being quiet during the actual movie)
  
• Lastly, but not leastly: the Geek Squad guy at Best Buy who found a creative and sneaky way of fixing my problem for free in time tofinish up all my papers for this week!!
  

Thanks to ALL THOSE PEOPLE for saving me today.

This Is... GIF MADNESS

Muhahaha... this is only the BEGINNING!


Many years ago during "Small Universe"


In Alaina's car trapped in the garage.


Alaina trying to get out of the parking structure.


Joel in Venice.


Joel in Venice 2


Meredith screaming "JUST GO" at Alaina trying to exit parking structure.


Meredith screaming: "RAM THEM!" at Alaina...


Meredith dancing and me filming her without her knowledge.


My signature move.

There are many many many more to come my chicklets.

Sims 3 Personality

So the new sims 3 lets you pick 5 wonky personality traits to customize your sims. I'm trying to create friends and family.

Me:
Lucky
Insane
Excitable
Charismatic
Absent Minded

Dad:
Family oriented
Heavy sleeper
Natural cook
Handy
Flirty

Meredith:
Hates the outdoors
Good
Light sleeper
Clumsy
Bookworm

Now I just have to do Mom, Annie, Alysson, Joel, etc... Any suggestions? Here is the list of traits and what they mean. Also, people can't be conflicting. Like they can't be Good and Evil and they can't be both a light sleeper and a heavy sleeper, etc.

Waiting for Him

I can't sleep! I feel like I when I was little and I could barely stand the short wait until Christmas!! Tom Jones keeps being creepy and singing in my head whenever I go into a daydream about reuniting in the airport.

Strombo Gumbo

I'd hate him if I didn't love him so much!!




Reasons I Shouldn't Love Him

• his last name
• his fucking earing/nose ring
• he WOULD be on twitter
• this stupid jacket
• his horrible interviews ("True or false, did you choose that role because you got to wear an eye patch?")
• the way he kisses EVERYONE'S ass- its painful to watch
• his doughy, pasty face and his bad bad hair
• how he creepishly stares at people while he's interviewing them... like he wants to have sex with them or slow cook them
• how he interviews people for 35 minutes and doesn't edit (it would seem) the super boring responses... Strombo: You are not fucking James Lipton!!

This is the first part of his giant Tom Cruise interview. The only good part is when he asks Tom if his friends made fun of him for the couch jumping and Tom responded that he deserved all the jokes he got about it. Tom Cruise works the words "download" and "hardcore" into his interview in a way that will mortify his children. Tom Cruise reminds me of my Uncle Steve in almost every way except the scientology thing.

Never Miss A Laugh

This was my favourite scene in the movie. I wish guys were allowed to kiss in movies back then.

"My cemetery is in Keepiscane [sp?]. It’s one of the prettiest in the world. Lovely trees, the sky is blue, the birds- the one in Las Copa [sp?] is really shit. What a pain in the ass you are. Its true- you’re not young and you’re not new and you do make people laugh. And me? I’m still with you because you make me laugh- so you know what I’ve got to do? I’ve got to sell my plot in Keepiscane so I can get one next to you in that shit hole Las Copa [sp?] So I never miss a laugh."
-Armand, The Birdcage

This was my favourite scene in the movie. I wish guys were allowed to kiss in movies back then.

Group Schmoop

My April Fool's day was going so well. I had convinced the majority of my friends and family that I was engaged only to crush their hopes and laugh in their faces. I felt wonderful. Then I had to get down to work, which is fine... that's the way life goes...

Until a group started complaining that I wasn't doing enough "work"... Sigh. Here's the thing about group projects in university:

I have a group project for every class. 5 groups. Thats roughly 15 other people that I have to coordinate my life with. I do what I can do and I can't let one group get more attention than the others. It sucks but that's why group work is a bitch. Only this one group has complained that I don't participate enough (even though I devote more time to them than to anybody else.

Fuck this. I'm taking a break to make JELLO!

P.S. Tomorrow is the day Meredith and I are devoting to finishing our Umbanda project. UMBANDA DAAAAY!!

Special Announcement

Any of you who have me on facebook or twitter are probably wondering what's going on with the engagement. This should clear up any questions you have.

Oh Boy!!!

Guess the Playlist

I like to have different playlists for different moods. Guess my current mood from my current playlist. :P It shouldn't be hard.

Post Secret

This is the best Post Secret ever!! (That I've seen recently anyway.)

Twitard

Listen, I know everyone loves Twilight; for lols or for realz-whatever. My best friend even loves it. Last weekend at the hostel two girls grilled me for not liking it and I didn't really say anything in response because I think taste isn't good or bad but subjective. I love Logan's Run... and its really not any technically better in the eyes of most people. If someone said: "Why do you dislike Twilight?" my simple and honest answer would be: "It is a true fuck you to the female sexual liberation movement, that's why."

I want to say something right now because two more girls at the hostel (I'm at work) just bitched me out for not liking it again. I didn't say anything I wanted to because I didn't want to get into a silly argument. I pretty much just said I didn't like the writing or the characters and left it at that. Because I couldn't say what I wanted to say to them and I never have really said what I think I will say it now.

I felt that the movie (I haven't been able to get past the first chapter in the book) was a very blatant allegory about abstinence. I felt that it was all about denying ourselves what is natural: biologically and emotionally. The main character is an impossibly ostentatious teenage girl who is, as a literary element, hollow and idealistic. She falls for a creepy century old sparkly vampire who is constantly watching her and appearing at opportune times.

The chick desperately yearns to be literally bitten by the vampire but also wants his sex. He refuses because he doesn't want to "taint" her soul. Even though her "outrageous flavour" is like a pie on the proverbial windowsill he contains himself because he loves her.

What bothers me about this flick is that the male protagonist is solely responsible for making moral decisions and chicki-poo is seen as not capable of making such a decision of her own accord. Whenever she does make a decision, such as meeting antagonist!vamp, they are always the wrong choice- the immoral decision.

P.S. I couldn't not mention this factor. haha
"What's that at the end of my nose? Oh, the rest of the fucking world! ahahaha"

Seriously Offended

If this was meant as satire or humour I missed it completely. I can't take it as a joke. I'm sorry if I look like I don't have a sense of humour, but about this I don't. Sadly, I think these people really honestly believe what they are saying. I've never been so offended. What bothers me even more is that this is the image being projected to Americans about Canada. I didn't think Americans like this actually existed, I thought it was just a silly stereotype. I guess not.

Check out the Globe and Mail article for a rundown of his ignorance.

Americans: Don't believe this. Its ignorant, its offensive, and it completely crosses the line.

@BillSchulz I really couldn't hate anybody more than I hate you right now. You are an ignorant, spiteful imbecile. Read a fucking book.

EGBOK

An open letter to everyone in the entire world,

EGBOK

"everything's gonna be ok"

Just remind yourself, EGBOK. Today, after picking soggy hairballs from the shower drain, today when I thought "Boy, your boyfriend is really doesn't give a damn about you", today when I ate Kraft Dinner and the dairy caused tummy unpleasantness: I stood up, wiped the tears from my eyes and said to myself... "Self, EGBOK."

If you are feeling super horrible, like I was earlier, just remember that EGBOK. EGBOK. EGBOK.

We all feel crappy, and worthless, and dejected, and sick, and alone, and lonely, and unloved, and ugly, and useless, and dead, and, to be quite general, like the lint that has been blown out the window, not even loved by the fuzzy sweater from whence it was birthed, squeezed into life by heat and swirly air fluff settings, only to be rejected.... We are worth more then that! Even though you don't feel like it, you are worth more than that. I promise you that there is at least one person that loves you so much that they'd hurl themselves in front of a train, leap from the Grand Canyon or drop into a ravine of stampeding wildebeast just for you.

You may be the first person who invents a spray that vapourizes dog poo! You could be that person! So whenever you feel like giving up, just remember... EGBOK! For your sake, and for the sake of poo-steppers everywhere.

The Sims 3

Damnit!! Why did it have to be pushed back!? Why am I being tortured like this!? Why am I soo emotionally invested in a casual game??? I don't know. But I'm almost 100% sure Grant is not a Sims fan!

Moderate Apartment Progress

I think I've found an apartment! I'm going to sign the lease tomorrow!! Lets wish and hope and pray to Doctor Who/God/Morgan Freeman that everything works out. Until then I will fantasize and daydream about design decision I will soon be able to make!!












I want to do this with my cupboards of the future!!! How awesome and functional??

Via Apartment Therapy

How Kevin Bacon Saved the Day!!

This St. Pat's started out horribly. (None of our friends wanting anything to do with us.) I felt really dejected and depressed. But Meredith and I decided to have fun on our own. We had little appetizers and cocktails and watched dancing movies (Flashdance and Footloose) and then we did lots of dancing ourselves. Then we went to the diner. When I say "went" I mean "footloosed" to the diner. It was so fun. Just footloosing the whole way there. And everyone was just like: "We're all crazy drunk!!" But I wasn't crazy drunk. Just happy and feeling excellent from dancing.

I got an excellent Western Omelette (no ham) on some whole wheat toast. It came with french fries which I didn't eat so I got it to go. I was footloosing down the street and in the Byward Market building there were these two older homeless guys who cheered me on and asked me for change. I didn't have any but I asked if they would like my french fries and they were like: "Sure!" so I gave them my french fries and danced onwards. They called me Sweetheart which I love. I got a bit tired halfway home (going up the hill footloosing is harder than going down the hill footloosing).

We started watching the Birdcage when we got home but were too tired. So we're just going to sleep in and watch it in the morning.

In light of how wonderful and liberating my dancing felt tonight I decided to post some clips of my favourite all time dancing scenes!!!

Everything in Strictly Ballroom


Yul Brenner in The King and I


Teaching Willard to Dance (Footloose)

P.S. Christopher Penn, John Lithgow, and Dianne Weist(sp?) won my heart in this movie. Chris Penn especially. Look at him learning to dance!!!! His solo at the end just melts my heart.

Shall We ダンス

I couldn't find any of the good dancing scenes from this movie, but its essentially about a stuffy business man learning to ballroom dance. It's one of my favourites. I'm attempting to find the whole movie online somewhere. It's not really a movie about ballroom dancing as much as it is a movie about self expression. It's beautiful! I also defy anyone to not be charmed by a significantly younger Kôji Yakusho.

P.S. This all reminds me of staying up late with Joel in a Czech hotel watching scary ballroom dance competitions. haha.

Jelly Bellies!

Here are my top Jelly Bean flavours!!

1. Pink Grapefruit
2. Buttered Popcorn
3. Doctor Pepper
4. Green Apple
5. Wild Blackberry


P.S. You can see my T.A.R.D.I.S. piggy bank in the background of this picture.
P.S.S. They totally look like dinosaur eggs!!

Apartment Hunting

Firstly, I'd like to present my cat Olivia kneading and suckling my housecoat... *sigh* I know I'm a cat lady. Don't patronize me



This is so frustrating. This is my second month of apartment hunting. I've applied to countless places and seen SO MANY apartments. Its so disappointing. It really makes me not want to leave this apartment. I have no choice though. Please Doctor Who/God/Morgan Freeman: Let me find a decent 1 bedroom apartment within 15 minutes walking distance to the school for under $850 (including utilities)... PLEASE! I saw two apartments this morning. One was FABULOUS and perfect in everyway except another couple applied for it already. I'm next if their credit check or something falls through. :( BOO URNS.

Then I saw another place in a highrise which was very spacious and bright but not as well-maintained as I'd like. The windows panes were metal too. UGLY. I'd have to have some really nice window treatments going on. And the balcony felt as if it was going to crumble under my feet. Very nerve wracking. I spent the next hour wandering up and down each street in Sandy Hill (on the Rideau side of Laurier). I called countless places and left messages so hopefully a bunch of those will get back to me. Now tomorrow I'm seeing three apartments in the span of an hour. One at 3:30pm, one at 4:15pm, and another at 5pm. At least they are all in the same neighbourhood. I have a feeling that they will all be a bit sketchy.

In other news, caught up with Flight of the Conchords last night and downloaded Star Treks 2&4. I will watch them alone this afternoon like a losaaaar.

Firstly: OMG BRET!GLASSES!


Secondly, BIZARRE INSTRUMENTS!



WHAT THE HECK ARE THESE?



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And lastly but not leastly(??) SHORT SHORTS. Jemaine peen was very prevalent throughout this episode. I'd Garfunkle him anyday!