Crazy Cat Peyote

I have irresponsibly gotten my cats high. I got them a new cat bed (cleverly shaped like a sofa) and there was cat nip all over it. Boris cautiously sniffed it and then proceeded to get off his tits. Olivia licked the handles and stuff and rolled around next to it, but Boris went crazy licking and sucking on the fabric of it. They are all burnt out/exhausted now. I should probably fill their food dishes because they are likely in for some munchies. ha













I'm going on a secret getaway for Canada Day. I want to fall off the grid for a few days and just do nothing. Just some relaxation and peace and quiet. Chaos follows me like a lost puppy so I'm sure it won't be peaceful and quiet, but whatever. haha. It will be nice to be away from the chaos of Ottawa on Canada Day.

Also, I just remembered the time that I saw Jon at Lees and I texted hiim with "OMG I SAW YOU" and he was like: "I DIDN'T SEE YOU" and I was like: "I'VE DYED MY HAIR AND I'M WEARING SUNGLASSES AND A BIG HAT" and he was like: "ARE YOU IN DISGUISE?" it was funny... because it seemed that I was.


I ran some errands today. Bank. Post office. Pet Store. Opticians. All in all, it's been a rather productive day. Well, out of the house anyway. I need to clean my room and do laundry HXC. I may just chill and do the inside stuff tomorrow. It's too lovely out.

I have today and tomorrow off and most of Thursday so I have a lot of time to catch up on laundry, etc.

P.S. Sorry about the cat sofa picspam. I really am.

"One can never know for sure what a deserted area looks like. "

I was so not ready for George Carlin to go. He was only 71. Remember when he was Mr. Conductor on Shining Time Station? I have nothing else to say.



"People say life begins at conception. I say life began about a billion years ago and its a continuous process. Its continuous. It just keeps rolling along."

Turn Left!

I have so many spoilery opinions of the new Doctor Who episode and until I find a way to make a "lj cut" on blogger I can't share them with you.

All I will say is this... WILF IS MY HERO!

The following links are spoilers. The exact moments where my wee heart broke. Damn you RTD.
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Why am I so cool?

New Dress

I got this lovely dress today at the Gap. The Gap actually has the best sales of anyone in the whole world. It's convertible so it could be strapless or strappy. I don't know if I have any shoes I can wear. Oh I think I bought a pair when I worked at Reitmans that were like black and white. They'd probably look quite good. Though I'd rather find something similar to what the model is wearing.

It's also kind of see through. I'll have to experiment with underwear to find something that isn't visible under this dress. haha.

Lucky Day

Yesterday, besides not quite getting enough sleep, was pretty good. Meredith and I went to the chicken and rib cook off and it was GLORIOUS! I can't describe how amazing my chicken sandwich was. I want to go back today SO BAD. The smell enough was enough to faint. We met up with Kate and Amanda, jokingly referring to it as a double date. (Kate and I are the husbands and Amanda and Meredith are our wives. haha)

Then we went to the Honest Lawyer where there was some pretty decent live music. It wasn't very busy. The bouncer was sooo nice. All cute and smiley. There was a really really really drunk girl dancing in front of the band trying to seduce them. It was so bad it was funny. She was like stumbling around groping herself. She really got up in the guy's personal bubble and he amazingly continued singing and playing guitar. Our waitress told us that she was just here alone and very very drunk. And apparently she tried to order another drink and her boobs just fell right out of her top onto the bar. Needless to say adorable bouncer was like: time to go lady. She fought a bit and did some scratching and biting and punching. The bartender just gently lifted her and took her out of the bar. Afterward, he came by to talk to us and was like: Omg? Do I need a tetanus shot!?? It was so cute. He wanted us to come back tonight but I have to work. Boo. We tipped majorly because the waitress and bouncer had to put up with that crazy woman while still serving us really well.

When I got home I noticed the picture of my grandmother and I on my dresser had fallen on the floor and the frame had popped open. In the frame there was $40 hidden!! Rejoice! I think I'm going to grab breakfast with it.

I Feel Loved

I got to work tonight and there was a $20 gift card waiting for me, thanking me for covering the night shift Saturday when somebody didn't come in. It feels so nice to be appreciated. I kind of thought it would slip by and nobody would notice because we are so busy.

I feel so sleepy on this nightshift but I'm not sure why. I slept a normal amount last night and then slept about 5 hours before this night shift. Just a little burnt out I guess.

I'll be on MSN all night so if you're bored MSN ME!

Time to fold sheets!

Happy BDay

HAPPY BIRTHDAY AL

It's strange that your 20. And also that we had both Harry Potter and Regency themed birthday parties.

I think to myself: Omg, it must suck to be so old.... but then I remember we are the same age. Its going to kill me when I'm not longer in my teens. I will probably cry softly to myself.

Crazy Park Lungers

Boo,
The girl who quit called in sick again today so Naomi has to work tonight and can't do First Aid with me tomorrow. I have to do it all on my lonesome. *cry cry*

Meredith and I went to the park to "read" (see: people watch). There were a group of runners warming up and they did lunges in unison, but not any normal lunge, a lunge-walk combo. It was like a crazy army of lungers. I can't stress enough how hilarious this was. I almost died laughing, it's good that I was about 150 yards away or I would have offended their lunging sensibilities.

Lungers, lungers! Why!?
You have to know you look dumb?
Just stretch normally!

Suprise Day Off!

Last night the girl working overnight called in sick and the girl with the day off wasn't answering her phone. I was switching to days so I had been awake for about 20 hours already. (With a few hours sleep here and there). Anyway, I was about to go to sleep when work called me and I was like: if you can work a few extra hours I can sleep for 4-5 hours and then come in and cover. What we ended up doing was me going there around 11pm and sleeping there, but putting up the houseparent sign in case of emergency. Then I woke up at 4am to do as much overnight stuff as I could. It was kind of hectic. But now I have another day off (re: today). Hm, what to do? Maybe a picnic? Nap at the park. Sounds nice.

Tomorrow I start my first aid certification. I'm afraid I'll suck at it. I'm totally going to slip the CPR dummy some tongue.

Epic fail

I was supposed to switch over but I fell asleep in the middle of the day and then I couldn't sleep all night. I will try not to sleep until tonight. (Unless I end up actually doing something fun, which I assume with exhaust me to the point of falling asleep anyway.)

I work at 10am tomorrow so hopefully I can switch over before then.

In other news this is what I've done in my hours sitting quietly in my room

• made cd for my mom
• trolled countless forums
• downloaded and subsequently lip synched a great deal of Mama Cass
• browsed EBay and other often frequented online shopping sites
  
• played with cats
• napped (briefly, for about an hour)

My life is so secure and boring right now. I want to do something crazy to shake it up. Not even crazy, just different. Not even different for regular society, but different for me.

My Life is so Scary

Several alarming things to report. Firstly, Meredith and I watched the new Doctor Who which is about a swarm of creatures called the "Vashta Nerada" or something to that effect which live in shadows and prey upon anyone dumb enough to stumble into them. They travel in shadows and the dark...

The lights in the staircase of the hostel have gone out and the emergency back up lights went out as well. I've been running up and down the stairs all night from circuit box to circuit box trying to get some power. I'd like to point out that this hostel is creepy enough at night with all the lights on. In pitch black with only a crappy flashlight to find my way through cell blocks and corridors, it's totally freaky.

Secondly, our lobby bathroom is locked. From the inside. And I've banged on it and been all: HELLO! ARE YOU OKAY! And no answer. What the hell? I've been running around a lot so I haven't noticed anyone go in or out. Omg I'm thinking of Meredith's story from Loblaws where some crazy guy locked himself in the bathroom for days and smeared his poop everywhere.

Please. Please let there be no smeared hobo poop.

Scary Pencil

Tomorrow hopefully I'm going out with Sue and Meredith for lunchie and then going to doctor's at 2:30. Then Friday I have WHMIS training and then catching the VIA Train to Picton. Saturday is Alysson's lovely party and also the new Doctor Who and then Sunday morning I'm coming home, sleeping, and then working a night shift at 11pm.

Also, I EFFING LOVE my DS and all my gamey games and my little case for it. So cute.

I'm so tired so NIGHTY NIGHT.

Yo! Scary pencil!
Dear God! Please don't draw black holes!
I'll get sucked away!

Download Crisis! Stellaaa!!

I worked 9 hours and was so absolutely wiped at the end that it took me forever to count my cash. Several minutes were spent just staring at the cash not even thinking. It was raining and I was fallign asleep so I took a cab, stumbled up the stairs, showered and passed out cold. I woke up a little while ago and watched the new Doctor Who (which is all set in a library that takes up a WHOLE planet, Alysson! and the librarians are androids with donated faces!) I'm rather awake now so I'm all "gah nothing to do". I'm watching SNL until 4am and then I'm sure it will be hard to find any quality programming. Maybe I'll fall back asleep or listen to a podcast or something. I'm thinking about going out for breakfast but I don't know where (or which whom). I'm hoping Sue will maybe want to. I miss that gal.

I have something sad to report: When I moved all my Doctor Who (4 seasons) and Torwchood (2 seasons) they sort of messed up the files so they don't play properly. I now have to redownload ALL OF IT. I'm sort of depressed about that. Not cool. If anyone has any good mass download links, that would be life saving. Like one big torrent or something. So I don't have to download the individual episodes. :(

P.S. My mom is ADORABLE!

Don't Pigeonhole Me!

More bad news, I can't really go out and live my normal fun life anymore. If I get sick again I'm so in trouble. I hate being forced down- having to live a boring life. I want to go out and get my seratonin and adrenaline pumping... but it's ok, I'll just stay in and read or something. ><
I shouldn't complain. It will do me some good to sleep regularly and do normal things. I actually love reading! So I'm just in a bad mood from being sick. BOO-URNS

Sick As A Dog

I have tonsilitus and haven't been able to go to work. I've had two days of horrific fever. It hurts my skin to touch anything. The first day of fever was HORRIFIC and I just thought I would die.

We are totally understaffed at work and I knew that they would be screwed if I got sick, but I can't exactly go to work when I'm dying. The doctor said today I can't work for 48 hours. I felt totally horrible about calling in sick. When I talked to my boss she made me feel less bad about it.

Awww.

Sup?

I've uploaded tons of "back issue" posts. (Posts made before on my private journal, but didn't post here.) I have posts back until March, so READ UP!

Oops

Oh No. I've been so busy I haven't had time to manage both blogs. I'm trying to update some old back entries onto this journal, so there should be some newish entries soon.

My Comfy Comfy Bed

Mmmmm,
I just washed some softy sheets and instead of just putting new sheets on my bed I dug into my linen trunk and pulled out all sorts of wacky patterns and colours (I was sick of always co-ordinating them). Meredith helped me put the pink plaid duvet cover on my duvet. I'm so excited to snuggle down into it, but I have to stay up rather late tonight so I can sleep all day and work night shift tomorrow night. I've just crawled into bed against my better judgement. It feels like a hot cup of tea... mmm maybe I need a hot cup of tea.

Who fancies a snuggle??

I have a lot of creams and lotions and potions on my bedside table. I like to moisturize before I sleep. Sue me.

I'll probably post later if I get bored or find a meme or something. I'm on msn and bored and up all night so IM ME!

P.S. I miss Alysson dearly. I wish she had good internet.

ANOTHER Vlog! OMG

I can't sleep. Listening to a lot of Oasis and Morrissey. I feel like an angsty 16 year old boy but with big boobs.
Love listening to popular songs live when the audience sings the chorus. Hearing thousands of people sing something in unison is sort of awesome. Very energetic and lively. I feed off the sound of their excited little faces.



P.S. My crack voice makes another appearance. I tried to do a real face to cam blog with my laptop but the sound randomly didn't work so it's just 2 and a half minutes of me mutely talking and making animated facial expressions and picking up objects and talking about them.

P.S.S. Oasis = guilty pleasure douchebaggery. Noel Gallagher = grumpiest old man ever... he could be my DAD!
Speaking of people old enough to be my dad, random old (30+) men have been taking romantic interest in me lately. Unless they are actually cool or rich like Noel Gallagher, I'm not putting up with crotchety old men
"CAN I GET AN OM-LETTE!" (Annie and I love to say this with a Manchester accent. Don't ask.)

P.S.S.S. Reading about death makes me feel so alive.

Rainy Day VLog

I'm actually really glad it's rainy. I love rainy. It's just very foreboding as I go into an exam. Also, I'll have to sit for hours in wet jeans. Not cool. Hopefully I can be in and out rather quickly. (TWSS)

Also, I'm very expensive on Facebook.
BIG HUGS TO YALL!

P.S. I have crackvoice (TM) in my video but it's because I went out to that office party and we went to Minglewoods after and the company bought us a few rounds.... AND I DID CRACK and it was awesome.

BYEEE

Havianaaas

First on the docket, much to Alysson's chagrin, I've dug out my old pink Havianas and bought a pair of board shorts to ring in summer. They are so light, and fluffy (the shorts) and the Havianas have been with me a few years (I got them in France, that's how old they are). I tried to find some classier replacements today but couldn't find anything that was open enough and comfy enough.

Secondly, I think my cats can drum. I was listening to the Fratellis and Olivia was beating up a Bay bag and it was sort of in time with the music. How sweet is that. My little Tommy Lee kitties.

Russell is starting to get all this publicity again for being a sex maniac/addict. I guess to promote his new movie. He is baffling american media:
"I met Christina Aguilera before she was pregnant," said Brand. "Although I was releasing a lot of spores that day, I don't think the baby's mine. I can't make any claims to it."

Ahaha

I was just rickrolled by the Doctor! Ahahaha.

Series 1 "Father's Day" when they are in the car driving to the wedding. What do I hear? You guessed it. lolz

Battery Junkie

Hello my friend! (Possibly the creepiest greeting ever.)

I've spent about an hour just ripping through my apartment looking for AA batteries to put in my camera. I feel like some kind of drug addict looking for... drugs. I used to be such a camera whore and my computer was full of pictures of me but my laptop's built in webcam is CRAAAAP and my real digital camera is CRAAAP (and is a glutton for the AAs... I don't mean the bra size! ba dum dum...). So anyway, I found five AAs and try them all and they are DEAD. I'm thinking about getting rechargeable ones because I use them so much. I know I worked in a hardware store and should know, but are they much more expensive? Because I'm dirt poor.

Today Meredith and I went to The Market and had lunch and cocktails and it was pleasant. Afterwards we went and got a little indoor herb growing kit for us to nurture this summer. THEN we went and split a small Tin Roof Blizzard. It was delicious. I also bought the new sims stuff pack because I'm also a junkie for that and there is a promotion on where if you buy two sims games you get one free and the sales associate was all: "PROMOTION!" and I whispered: "I have them all already." and he was like" Ahh...."

Sooo, later on I went and wrote my Witchcraft exam and I think I did very well. I feel quite confident and my professor gave me an encouraging wink when I handed it in. *le sigh*

For supper Meredith and I went to the Royal Oak for some cheap pub grub and patio loving. Crappy campus bars are starting to grow on me. How sad.

Tomorrow morning she has an exam at 9:30 and she, Alex, and I are going to Zak's afterwards for some breakfast/lunch. That means I have to wake up in like 6-7 hours. Ew. Worse for her I guess because she has to write an American Lit exam. I will be spending all day tomorrow studying for Fantasy Lit, which is at least interesting... some of it. I'm doing quite well in the course so if I don't do so well on the exam it's okay. It's alarming that I can do so well in a fantasy lit course without reading Lord of the Rings.

Fiiiii-ya

I suck painfully at being an adult.

The other day there was a fire in the building behind us and our whole block was blocked off. It was sort of nuts. If I go out to our fire escape I can reach out and touch this building practically. Our apartment smelled like smoke and burnt tar. Sexy.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=HGKLF5YQRrc

http://youtube.com/watch?v=yFuyxj0RJU8
http://www.flickr.com/photos/threerats/2417768228/
http://www.ottawasun.com/News/OttawaAndRegion/2008/04/15/5294861.html

In other news, today Meredith and I went for a stroll in the market and her ankle kind of did one of those snap-twists on a crack in the sidewalk. In the minutes after her injury she turned pale, broke into a sweat, and almost fainted. It was a little intense. We nabbed us a cab and zoomed home. Meredith put her ankle up on one of our many conveniently placed ottomans and took a few Tylenol. Does being a little amused make me a bad person?

End of the Year (School Wise)

To commemorate the end of this years classes, Meredith and I got a lot of candy and coke and watched Torchwood series 2 and ran about like maniacs. It was great. My favourite thing about Torchwood besides the sex/violence/Trek-like camera angles= WEE BACKPACKS AND THEIR SURPRISE APPEARANCES!

Tomorrow I'm going out with her to hand out resumes. Then on Sunday morning we are going out to Algonquin College because Laura has a ton of money left on her card that won't get refunded (and she won't spend it). So we are going to have ourselves some non-perishable food items. (And maybe a few perishable ones). Then Alysson, Laura, Meredith, and I are coming back here for Alysson's Ottawa birthday (Laura will be in Saskatchewan and Alysson will be in Picton for her real birthday). We are going to have a Doctor Who marathon and Meredith and I got Alysson something special (updates later....). Then we are going out for sushi. God I will be so poor.

New Doctor Who tomorrow. It was very silly last week. God. I just want to get ROSE BACK! ROOOOOSE!!

JOHNKRASINSKAAAAAY

Firstly, the JKras interview on Conan made me laugh until I cried and will provide fodder for my giggles for years to come.

Also, I've been super busy with work and exams and term papers etc so I haven't really been updating so much. It's kind of crazy.

For my anthropology term paper I'm was observing non-verbal communication in a campus bar and I chose F&S stupidly. The first night we went was extremely busy because of the hockey game and our waitress was pretty nice. We got nachos and a couple pints and we got them quickly, she checked on us, etc. The second night the place was empty and I knew the waitress from high school so we go our stuff pretty quick but it was pretty disgusting. Tonight we went and waited for about 15 minutes and left. They didn't even bring us MENUS! I was so pissed. We just left without a word and headed for the Royal Oak which, even though screwed up my order (I asked for no bacon on my sandwhich) apologized profusely and gave me a free desert. Gah. I did get a lot of info about male bonding ritual, etc from the hockey night and awkward campus flirting. I got a lot of more normal pub interaction at Royal Oak (it was about 90% less gross. haha).

I know that every UOttawa student seems to like F&S but I find it really repulsive.

In other news, working at the hostel has been pretty good. It's weird to not work retail. I've worked a few night shifts and a few day shifts to get the hang of things. There are a few areas that creep me out and there are a few places in the hostel where I definetely feel paranoid, like I'm being watched. I also get creeped out watching the security cameras because sometimes you just see a little flash or something.

I've certainly met a lot of interesting people though.

In Sims News: I accidentally corrupted a bunch of stuff when I moved my GIANT legacy and all their offshoots to the new neighbourhood resulting in an intense lag which prevents me from playing. I had to delete my old neighbourhood (with my legacy inside it) and load a new neighbourhood. I'm trying not to think about how many hours are gone. -_-

*Disco Beat*

Overheard at UofO is the funniest thing ever. Sometimes, Meredith and I find ourselves on there...

In line at the sketchy Subway on Laurier... two girls commenting on the crazy dance beats in the background.

Girl 1: "Whooaa! Disco party at Subway!
Girl 2: "And I thought this only happened at Shwarma places...!"

Girl 1: Meredith
Girl 2: Me

Today after my witchcraft class I was talking to my prof about nerdy stuff and this totally cute nerd business student in 3rd year joined us and we talked about all sorts of nerdy stuff and anthropology and I was so happy and then when cute nerdy boy and I left I was all: oo, I wonder what way he walks home. But then my heart fell because he was like: Oh no, my ride is waiting for me! And I thought it would be his girlfriend... but it was worse. His MOM came to pick him up. *sigh* Why did he have to be a geeky stereotype? Why?

Zombie Break

I went to my parents for a few days and dropped off the internet. I probably gained 10 bloody lbs there, the way they feed me. It's like visiting Paula Dean (MORE BUTTA!)

In other news, I got the job at the Ottawa Jail Hostel. I start this weekend. Woo. The pay is better than I've ever had, which is sweeet. I should be able to pay off most of my student line of credit this summer if I just live off Daddy allowance like I am now and use my pay to make payments (credit, phone, etc).

This thursday I'm getting new sneakers- Note: I love the word "sneaker". (There is a 30% spring sale at Payless! woo! I may get two!) Sort of like the AE Easy Breezy Jogger. I'd rather have more shoe than ballet flat, but you get the idea. If I can help it, I don't want to wear flip flops all summer. They aren't good for your feet, also: ground = DIRTY. Oo, I found these, which I like better. I would get new high tops but I couldn't bring myself to wear anything but my dirty old satin print ones that I got in Tours (French old people Central).

I also want to pop over to Lush to get some new stuff. I still have a lot of Bob left (it's a kind of soap guys) but for summer I'd like a little Lemslip. If I can also find some cheap shirts at the mall, I'll pick those up. All I have for summer/spring are either really slutty tops or really stuffy formal stuff. I don't think there's any kind of dress code so I can wear casual capris and tshirts this summer. Woo. Also I'll mainly be working evenings/nights so it won't be stifling hot. Hopefully.

Meredith and I are starting Series 1 of Torchwood and it's very fun. It's not Doctor Who, but we like it. Plus we think the welsh accent is sort of cute in a dorky way (sorry Welsh people, it is!)

Now back to work. (I'm doing a presentation on Lise Meitner... she's a bombshell. BAHAHAH... google it.)

Torchwood Macro

Sometimes I can't help myself.
Torchwood Series 1 Finale Spoiler

St. Pat's

I like to think I'm more Scotch than Irish (Clan Donald bitches!) but apparently on my dad's side its more of a 50/50 split. Spirish, if you will. In any case, I hate House of Pain and this STUPID SONG THAT I HEAR EVERY 90s NIGHT!

However it is Irish, so yeah....

"My Future Child's Movie Library"

• The Labyrinth
• Muppet Treasure Island
• The Last Unicorn
• Mulan
• Bambi
• Mighty Boosh Series 1 & Radio Show (not technically a movie, I know)
• The Lion King
• Rock a Doodle
• All Dogs Go To Heaven
• Titan A.E.
• The Land Before Time
• The Secrets of NIMH
• The Swan Princess
• Beauty and the Beat
• Enchanted

This list may need to be updated as I remember more kick ass movies.

Kat came over and we played a celebratory round of Life in her bday honour.
Tomorrow I have a job interview at the Ottawa Jail Hostel (4th Creepiest Hostel in the World).
We're going to the gym in like, 5 hours..

20 Questions

hen this popped up on my radar I had to read it and I loved it.

( 20 Questions for Women Who Aren't Us )

In other dumb news, Meredith and I are watching vh1s "America's Most Smartest Model" series 1. I checked wikipedia and I know who wins. I know the order of contestant elimination. I HAVE THE POWER. Now I will have to forget (like it will be hard) in order to keep the info from slipping to Meredith.

Facebook Related news

FACEBOOK:
The "compare people" application serves to be too ego-enflating for my egotistical and bombastic personality. I foresee my head being a Hindenburg of self-love. Much like Philippus Theophrastus Aureolus Bombastus von Hohenheim Paracelsus, my fate is to never know when to shut up, think I'm brilliant, be extremely hated to the point where I'm forced to live a liminal existence, and in the end get so shitfaced that I slip on some wet grass, fall down a hill, and die.

"You're friend think you are:
hardest worker
nicest
prettiest
outgoing
cooler
more adventurous
rather live with"

According to the same system I am apparently crap at science, a bad listener, and unhappy. That's not true runs away to eat pickles and cry.

FIREFLY/SERENITY:
Better Days comic cover is freaky ass. Are Kaylee and River afflicted in some way? And what the HELL is going on between Jayne and Book. I thought they just lifted weights together... I was clearly wrong.




EMBARASSMENT:
I listen to LotR audiobook to fall asleep... Now my last.fm thinks I'm a loser. Have spent the last hour playing hip music to counteract.

Don't Judge Me

I couldn't resist buying these on reading week in Toronto.

Chemistry

I learned today that I am the Explorer/Director personality type.

You are a skywalker. You love adventure, both intellectual and physical. And you greet new challenges with passion and bravery.

When you get interested in a project, you can become extremely focused on it, sometimes to the exclusion of all around you. You complete it carefully and thoroughly, often with great originality.

And because you have a lot of energy and tend to be enthusiastic about your ideas, inventions, and projects, you can be very persuasive.

You tend to like to collect things, experiences or ideas. And you are eager to make an impact on those around you, as well as the wider world.

Although you enjoy people and can be charming and humorous, you are not very interested in routine social engagements or boring people. You are comfortable being by yourself, pursuing your own interests.

People probably call you a non-conformist, an original. You like to have good conversations on important topics. People tend to admire you for your innovativeness. You make an exciting, though at times distant, companion.

What are you?

Essential Software Downloads

Mozilla Firefox

• secure login extension
  
• noia extreme 2.0 theme
• stumble upon extension
• better gmail extension

VLC
DivX
iTunes
gimpshop
Google Earth
Limewire
uTorrent
gmail notifier
winzip
flash player
last.fm
pidgin

State of the Neighbour's Union

Gah, thank god it's his last. I'm half-heartedly watching the last George W. Bush state of the union address. He's talking about stem cells and he said something scientific and I can't believe he got through it. There have been a bunch of standing ovation moments and enthusiastic fist-pumping.

Occasionally everyone will do a standing ovation but the people in the front aren't aware of what's going on behind them and they'll look back, see a gazillion people standing, and then they awkwardly jump up to catch the end of the ovation.

When he entered the room he did a lot of high five, signing autographs and kissing of cheeks. He is wearing a shitload of makeup, so I'm wondering if he got some lip gloss on anyone? He kissed an old man on the cheek. Perhaps that old man wiped off a big sloppy lipglossy Bush Jr. kiss? How strange.

He hasn't screwed up a bunch of words, he even got in an IRS joke (badumdum tsssss) but he did one time say "rebubblican" instead of "republican". ("I STAND FOR THE BUBBLE PARTY!") I wonder if it was really a mistake? Like maybe he and all his frat buddies (who have been doing Spartan like war cries after every point) were like: OMG! You have to say "rebubblican" at some point!

I think the camera guys are bored because the keep zooming in on people doing sudokus and falling asleep. Cheney keeps looking out into the crowd like a principal looking for someone not paying attention in assembly. They also show Obama and Clinton sharing occasional "Bitch, Plz" moments.

Gah! I missed a HXC standing ovulation on account of watching something silly on youtube. It was something about supporting the troops I think or how great Americans are.. something like that. Oh, over 20 000 troops are "coming home".

Merbear isn't home tonight so I can watch Jon Stewart and see what he's take on all this is.

Well I'm off to find a snack. Ta ta.

P.S. Olivia is snoring.
P.S.S. I'm reading Russell's book. He's such a nutcase. I love him.

Lord of the Rings

This picture pretty much sums up my weekend. (Click for big version.)

Nighty Night

I have my resumes made up and I've applied to a bunch of places in Rideau via Monster.ca (the ones that don't accept resumes in person) and also FSWEP (Federal Student Work Experience Program) . All the hospitals involve a bus ride so I have to find a free open day to bus to them all.

Right now I'm in bed reading my stuff for my feminism class, and Boris is sleeping on one side and Olivia is on the other trying to play with him. It's really cute. Also, she has a scrape on her nose and it makes her look even cuter. I poke it and she goes cross-eyed. hahah.

In other news, the copy of The Wizard of Earthsea I ordered from Chapters came today. The kitties love the box. I tried to take pictures but the free camera that came with my printer is sub-par. When I take a picture with it, it's like in the olden days when whatever you were taking a picture of had to stay still for 7 minutes or else it would be a blur.

I've been trying to take that organic Nighty Night tea to help me get back onto a regular sleeping schedule (which I dislike because I really like being nocturnal) but it gives me horrific nightmares. I honestly haven't had a nightmare in FOREVER because I'm a pretty lucid dreamer. It's so weird. I think it's because of the catnip. There is also hops in this tea which has a more druggy/groggy effect. I will just take chamomile because it has no ill effects and it's pretty relaxing.

Late Night Ritual

Lately, Alysson and I have been talking on the phone and playing the sims every night until 3am (or until her phone dies). It's fun. We love it. It's our ritual. Also, next weekend we are hoping to have a LOTR educational workshop. Both her and Laura are totally down with the trilogy. ("All right, look, there's only one "Return," okay, and it ain't "of the King," it's "of the Jedi.") We'll rent the movies and watch the extended editions and Alysson will be in charge of factual information like family trees, chronologies, and species types, while Laura will educate me on the literary elements of Tolkiien's opus.
Now, I shall take my herbal sleep aid, pop in a podcast, and drift off into a hopeful sleep.

P.S. I heard that Russell Brand was cutting his hair short. WTF. Without his image he is nothing. His hair is the source of his mojo. I see bad things for him, should his head be shorn.

Old Lady Post

Hellooo!

I reorganized my bookshelves and I feel so accomplished. *le sigh* I have to finish writing my mini-essay on The Wind in the Willows at some point tonight. Meredith and I are going to Zak's too. It will be joyous.

Awkward Schmawkward

A few awkward things that happened to me today that everyone missed:

• My leg was caught on the babygate and I did two or three sad little hops on one leg to get over the gate.
• While I was clearing out the bookshelf, I overestimated my stack-o-book holding ability and the middle one in the stack shot out and it was like when Gus in Cinderella tries to carry too many pieces of corn.
• Found an old chocolate cake in the back of the fridge... ate some of it. Meredith has informed me that it is from before Xmas and I will likely vomit.
  
• Tried to avoid a piece of black ice... hit another piece of it and slipped.
• Made a small stickytack man to ride in my tiny toy racecar... played with it making gratuitous VROOM VROOM sounds!
• Tasted some good smelling lipgloss... didn't taste good.
• Sharpened lots and lots of pencils.

P.S. If you tried to pronounce "schmawkward" I applaud you.

Kitty Cat Calendar

Sadly, I put up a new cat calendar, replacing my "Puppy of the Day" calendar, securing my continuing transformation into this creature:

LOTR Saciledge in 3...2...1...

When I go into my brain to find Lord of the Rings, all there is to be found is nine fucking hours of hobbits jumping merrily on a bed.

"Sam came in. he ran to Frodo and took his left hand, awkwardly and shyly. He stroked it gently and then he blushed and turned hastily away." (I, 237)

also:

"Frodo lay back in Sam's gentle arms, closing his eyes, like a child at rest when night-fears are driven away by some loved voice or hand. Same felt that he could sit like that in endless happiness; but it was not allowed." (III, 186-7)

FIGHT FOR YOUR LOVE SAM/FRODO!!!

(Guy who plays Sam in movie: I loved you in EncinoMan!)

Old Tom Bombadil is a Merry Fellow

Smello my dear fellows!

Firstly, before I forget, I've been working on a new painting. See it here!
Secondly, I got a new bedside table lamp and alarm clock! See them here!
Thirdly, I rearranged my dresser nook! See it here!
Lastly... we got a mirror ball for our apartment! WITNESS THE GLORY!

I friggin love my Fantasy Literature class. Except I have to read Lord of the Rings... the entire trilogy... by March 7th... and five other books before it... Anyway, to make myself more interested I bought a book of essays about Tolkien's stuff so I can sort of understand his mind and the time period and stuff. Also, Alysson, my mother, and Janet are all quite knowledgeable about the whole world and mythology it seems, so I hopefully won't have too hard a time. (For anyone that knows me, focusing on such a great quantity of work is quite difficult unless I'm entrapped. Unfortunately, LotR never quite entrapped me.)

There is a guy in the class who has a LotR map as his desktop background. I refuse to ask him for help because he is an insufferable, know-it-all, windbag. (He was in my philosophy class. He makes me want to shoot myself... The prof doesn't answer him anymore because she knows we will all be treated to a lecture of his own creation).

Anyway, here is my reading list for the course:
The Wind in the Willows
A Wizard of Earthsea
The Farthest Shore
The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe
The Voyage of the Dawn-Treader
The Last Battle
Lilith
The Lord of the Rings

I have to write a short essay on each author (Grahame, Le Guin, Lewis, Macdonald, and Tolkien) and then a longer essay on one of the books. I think I will either do one of the Lewis books (obviously the easiest choice) or about the symbolism of the River and the Friend/Helper in Wind in the Willows. I'm not sure yet. I haven't read Lilith, the Earthsea/Farthest Shore yet, and LotR will be a bit much for me come term paper season.

Quit Your Belly Achin'!

For some reason, most of My Documents and none of My Pictures backed up to the ext. harddrive. That's right. ALL my fucking pictures, for three years, ARE GONE. I had a folder for every year and month. They had dozens of pictures. I documented my life with pictures. They are all GONE except for the handful I have uploaded to photobucket, myspace, etc.

I. May. Cry.

On the phone with tech support, I was like: I lost my sims. Corey was all: "I'm so sorry."

In other news, my mom thinks I have a sinus infection. I'm calling the clinic tomorrow to get checked out. I feel like absolute shit. Partly because of the laptopgate and partly from sickdom.

Today, I enjoyed the company of my Uncle, Aunt, and their two children. They gave me a monetary xmas gift that I'm expressly forbidden to use on "boring" things like school, groceries, etc... That's really what I would like to use it on though. haha. In any case, I got a few soaps from Lush. One is very sparkly and one that smells like violets. Beautiful smell.

As far as the first day of school goes:
I get to the building with five minutes to spare and spot a middle aged woman standing in the middle of the foyer. Her hair is sort of chopped off and blonde and she is dressed sort of like Prof. Trelawney, but wearing big black boots. I see her and I'm all: Oh great, I hate mature students. (Sorry, but normally you guys are suuuper irritating.) Anyway, so she spots me and rushes up. "I'm looking for 5555! Room 5555! The Study of [Insert Class Here]." I'm a little alarmed by her intense hair and manner, but I'm like: "Yeah, I'm headed there too." So I take her to the room. She is deadly quiet and mumbles to herself... Turns out she's my prof.

She refuses to use technology; using the chalkboard and refusing to put on a microphone. Nobody in the back can see what she's writing or hear what she's saying. You can almost hear eyes squinting and ears straining. You could hear a bloody pin drop, but not her voice. I make a mental note to sit in this mental woman's first row. She points out a girl near the front and goes: You were in my class on [insert subject here] weren't you!!" If I sit in the front, will she be all: "You helped me here my first day!!" ??

P.S. Today I ate some of a chocolate shoe and my belly aches. (I'm belly achin a la "quit your belly achin!")

Mighty Boosh Meme (Yes... I'm THAT Cool)

Name: AMANDAPANDA
Age: 19 (omg it just occurred to me that I'm turning 20 this year. wtf?)
Location: Ottawa, Ontario (CANADA)
In your own words, what is The Mighty Boosh about?: LOVE
Series 1, 2 or 3?: SERIES 1 FTW!
Favourite episode: Jungle, Tundra, or Mutants
Vince or Howard?: I love Howard. I have so many Howards in my life, but my overly vain nature leads me to choose my kindred spirit, Vince.
Other Favourite character(s): The Black Frost, Jack Cooper, Leroy
Favourite pairing (if applicable): Bainbridge/Fossil (You know it's meant to be!)
Favourite song: Monkeys Stole My Face
Favourite quote: "Put away those fiery biscuits!"
Other TV shows you enjoy: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, The Daily Show, Dead Like Me, Dr. Who, Friday Night w Jonathon Ross, Kids in the Hall, Mony Python Flying Circus, The Office, Scrubs, The X Files (taken straight from my Facebook profile because I'm a lazy bastard)
Anything else?: Remember the time we had that soup?

Two Thousand and Eight

Just for the record, drinking Jenga ROCKS my WORLD! WOOO! I haven't enjoyed a NYE like that for a looong time. I'd also like to add that I slept in the biggest bed in the whole world... OFFICIALLY. *le sigh* I wish I had a giant bed. Mine looks so dinky in comparison.

I waited forever for a 95 at Baseline today. I want to complain in the octranspo livejournal community but the losery drivers would rail me out. Anyway, my feet were soaking wet and my warmish wintery coat is still at my parents so I was cold and wet and sleepy. It was one of those temp 95s that is clearly from the 1800s and I felt sooo ill by the time I stumbled off the bus at Laurier. When I took off my shoes and pants and socks (all soaked through) my skin was bright red and cold midway up the shin. And my toes were red and puffy. And I couldn't feel them. Kind of frostnipped. I just put on some warm slippers and wiggled them around for a bit. (For anyone who doesn't live in Canada, never put frostbitten anything into hot water.)

Boris and Olivia are on CRACK on account of having another room to play in and me being home. Olivia wont leave my side and Boris keeps running up and leaving things around me. Just small items like bits of paper, q tips, and elastic bands.

Anyway, when I got home I cleaned up my room a bit. The cats had peed in a box and I salvaged what I could. It was upsetting. I salvaged some things and then stuck the box out on the roof. I'm feeling a bit ill. Perhaps it's because I need some food. I've been eating a ridiculous amount this week because my family eat like their getting ready to hibernate.

I also put up a poster on my door. Just to make it look less institutional. Sadly, while putting it up, my Wii elbow kicked in and I pretty much just had to let my arms hang limp for a few minutes. Now I have Wii elbow AND carpal tunnel. *sigh*

Chrimbo Eve

I'm at home. I didn't sleep at all the night before last (well maybe 2 or 3 hours). I was dead tired. I went to the train station a few hours early and wasn't even first in line. (I hate when I'm not first!!) I had a wee sandwich and some juice at about 10am. I tried to watch Transformers on the train but I kept falling asleep so I eventually just listed to the Mighty Boosh radio show while I slept (always bizarre dreamwise).

Then when I got to Picton I was starving and we didn't eat until about 7pm. I ate so much I was sick. (Sadly, only one helping.) I can't eat even a 1/4 of what I used to. It's sad because I want to eat a little bit of everything buy my stomach isn't big enough. Oh man... As soon as I'm done this I'm DEF going to get foodyfood.

Then I had a bath with lots of oils and a bath bomb and soaps and hair conditioners from Lush. One of them left me ridiculously sparkly. It's like there was a sparkle in every pore and I glowed top from bottom. Very strange. I fell asleep around 9ish.

I woke up and heard a tv on in the kitchen. I thought maybe it was 6 and my dad was up. (I didn't have a clock.) So I wandered out and it was 3am. My dad's sleeping machine was broken or something so he was watching Mythbusters. We watched until about 4am. Then I crawled back into bed with Sandy and slept until 1pm. I haven't slept that much in forever. (At night anyway.)

Then I called Alysson and we talked about our puppies. Sandy hasn't left my side since I got here and I've been snuggling him nonstop. I missed my pupup sooo much. He's in bed with me right now. I forgot that he snores and it's only gotten worse with age, but it doesn't make it hard to sleep.

All Canadian Wishlist

Hey gang! I'm pretty exhausted from writing term papers and playing videogames (my life is a difficult one). In any case, my mother has pointed out that most of the things I want don't really ship to Canada in an easy way. So, for her convenience, I've decided to make a CANADIAN LIST! woo.

P.S. If you care, the current papers I'm writing are about a)Marcus Aurelius and b) The Comparison of Ancient Mayan and Ancient Greek Architecture!

ON WITH THE LIST!

The Sims 2 Castaway
I thought long and hard about if I really wanted it... and after seeing the trailer I def. need to have it.

The Sims 2 Teen Style Pack
Don't judge me. I have an addiction... and it's to getting NEW ITEMS WOO! In other news, my Legacy is at Gen6. I bet I will be finished by the end of xmas break. Annie, I propose a race!

Scented Candles!!
I love having different smells around. If you are used to smelling one scent or candle or whatever, you stop getting that pleasant olfactory pleasure. Many candles: Manly pleasures. (Also, here is another Canadian link to more wonderfully smelly things.)

Hot Rollers
To make my hair HUGE and curly!

Bedside Table Reading Lamp
I have one at my desk, but I don't have one for my bed. A must-have for every reader!

Cookies
Many, many, MANY of these please. I will pack 1/4 of my suitcase in anticipation of bringing home many tins o' cookie.

iPod Docking Clock Radio
My old alarm clock is dead... Kicked the bucket... Sold the farm... Sleeping with the fishes. Plus, it didn't play my iPod, did it?

Back Scrubber and Bath Lily
(I put them together bc they are both scrubbing items... items who scrub.) Also my old loofa has gone the way of my old clock radio, so it would be nice to have a new one. Also, how do the centre of backs get truly clean if they can't be scrubbed with a cactus body brush?

Mid Level Dedicated Graphics Card
It's nice to have beautiful graphics on a notebook. Sooo nice. Also, Mom... Dad... You probably don't know what this is, so here is a link explaining it all. Also, if you ask me, I can send you the dxdiag (everything the Futureshop Guy needs to know about my computer) file.

New Thermos
For all my liquid containing needs. Also, preferably one that a) fits in my backpack beverage holster and b) doesn't look like a sex toy.

Area Rug
Now that I've reorganized my bedroom, I have a big open space in the centre. It's cold on the feet. Plus the cats need a new place to barf.

Male Celeb Shag List

1. Ewan McGregor

He's always been my number one. He always will be. There is something about the Scotch bastard that I just love. Maybe it's his eyes or his half smile that just sets me at ease. To me he is perfection. Not thin not fat not muscley not wirey. Not GORGEOUS not ugly not plain. He doesn't look overly old he doesn't look very young. He is secure in his masculinity. He's silly, confident, spontaneous, adventurous... I don't even know where to stop.





2. Russell Brand

He's hilarious. He's a self-righteous cunt. He probably thinks he's way more important than he actually is... but he has this sex appeal that is hard to describe. (P.S. I found an unflattering picture of him in jeans and a tshirt. Also, in tighty whiteys...) Also, I know his look is completely manufactured and I dont care.



3. Noel Fielding

He's a bigger whore than me and looks the part. He plays my twin Vince Noir... We're like budgies. He's a bit wirey, but forgiveably so. I pretty much would shag him for his hilariousness. Maybe if he sang me a song... Did a little dance (scratch that, he's a horific dancer). Unfortunately he's dating (IMO) the fugliest girl known to man, and when an adorable celebrity guy does that, odds are he's gayer than the gay is long.




Also, if we shagged I'd make him talk like Old Greg... A hottie in his/her own right, despite the downstairs mixup.
Here he is cuddling with Julian Barratt. I'd also shag him all night dressed up like this.

4. Adam Baldwin

Oh my god I love him. I can't tell anyone how much I love him. He's enormous bod, he's gruff angry voice. This one time he was on Bones and Annie and I called eachother instantly to discuss it... Meredith was upset.

5. John Krasinski

The adorable, dorky, everyman who plays Jim and "that adorable, dorky, everyman" in a million crappy romcoms. Something about him is just... GAH. When Ewan is gone, JKras will take over as my perfect dream guy.



6. Colin Firth

Of all the men on my shag list, Colin is on my "marryable" list. He is what all the other men are on this list (except he probably isn't violent, has no trace of glam in him, and can't talk like The Voice of Jazz). He is mature is what I'm trying to say, yet still has a small tightwad english boy inside him.


7. Bruce Campbell

Nuff said... Ahoy...

8. David Bowie

"He has the amulet! He is the chosen one!"

He's biting a bum here.

9. Nathan Fillion

He's another everyman on my list. Also, he has tight pants and has a visibly ENORMOUS package. Maybe he's on the marryable list too.



10. Colin Farrell

He smokes. He drinks. He womanizes. He's violent, angry, rough around the edges, hairy, mean He's Irish. In any case, when you see a rare glimpse through the anger and violence, you can see something else. Something very interesting. I can't even describe it. If Farrell was an element he'd be Fire.

Visiting Home

Today mom and I went to the Black River Cheese Factory and consumed obscene amounts. I'm going to have freaky-ass dreams. On our way home we saw turkeys and mom had to chase them for a bit. I have video/pictures on my phone but I'm waiting until I get home to upload them. There is a picture of Black River.... And yes, that is the surrounding bits of humanity.

In other news, a neighbouring child came to visit my mom today. It's sooo funny because she totally fits the stereotype of the community witch. The girl, Mikaila, came in and played with the dogs. Then mom fed her fruit and chocolate fudge and stuff and then showed her all the Halloween decorations. It was really adorable but the townsfolk are going to think that she's trying to lure children into her home in order to bake them into pies or cook them in stews. I can just see some parent freaking out when their child tells them:

"Mrs. Stanley gave me this charm to ward of mischievous spirits!"

Another odd thing, their house is SURROUNDED by frogs. Frogs, if you don't know, are excellent news... divination wise. They represent a lot of really wonderful things. Fertility, regeneration, luck, joy...

Tomorrow Annie and I are going to Bergeron's Exotic Animal Sanctuary. It will remind me of Boosh Series 1. I want to work in a zoo I think. Anyway, I thought I'd do a little wildlife photography of the animals here, but they weren't to exciting.... or enthused about me taking their pictures.

Blog Action Day

The Earth is done for,
And I'm stuck on this ship now.
Looking back at it.

A big empty void
Is where our planet once was.
Now just a dead rock.

All of it is gone.
We'll never see it again.
Looking from afar.


(That picture is from my East Coast vacation with my family. My sister, mother, and I standing in mud at low tide. It's home to the highest tides in the world you know.)

So today is Blog Action Day, and I'm participating by writing a poem about the future when our planet is uninhabitable and we have to vacate the premises. It would be upsetting and horrific. Think of all the great things that have happened here. I was born here, my grandparents were born here. My entire genetic history was born here and so was yours. I imagine it would be akin to seeing your entire life burn up- reduced to a few pictures in a backpack and a pair of clean socks.

To counteract this bleak and dim future, I suggest changing some small stuff about your daily routine. I'm no environmental expert, but here is a link to Lifehacker's 10 Easy Ways To Go Green article.

To get you in an Earth saving mood, watch Al Gore's An Inconvenient Truth... it's SUPER cheap and stuff. Plus, there's this sad bit involving a polar bear which will kick your butt into shape, man.

"You see that pale, blue dot? That's us. Everything that has ever happened in all of human history, has happened on that pixel. All the triumphs and all the tragedies, all the wars all the famines, all the major advances... it's our only home. And that is what is at stake, our ability to live on planet Earth, to have a future as a civilization. I believe this is a moral issue, it is your time to cease this issue, it is our time to rise again to secure our future. " -Al Gore, An Inconvenient Truth, 2006.

Wiki Me a Degree!

Blah, so many of you know that me and my philosophy prof don't get on so well, mainly on account of him being a poor, sad philosophy professor and me... well being the opposite really. He mocks my lifestyle choices and pretty much uses Greek philosophy to validate his own life. In any case, as you can guess whenever he starts lecturing me in front of the class about what Antisthenes would think of my life (and I can tell you, he probably wouldn't think too highly of it) my eyes sort of glaze over and I think about how I am really craving some kind of cola, and when he's done his elitist diatribe I will go to the machine and procure one.

In any case, I do actually enjoy philosophy and I want to do well in the course. So I've been going through old philosophy notes and looking on the internet to get a better understanding of the different schools of thought. Well, being lazy, I ended up on Wikipedia. I realized my mistake the second I looked at the page:

Sigh

Ok, I like shoes!
I like gadgets and booze!
You are an old fart.

(The sad part is, he isn't even old... maybe early thirties...)

Handwriting Analysis

My mum has been telling me to do this handwriting analysis thing, so I have. The analysis is quite long (for one blog entry anyway) so for those of you who are curious (Mom) I've posted it here. It's like a bloody essay on my personality. Most of it true, thought I don't like to admit it.

For the rest of you, go here to get your handwriting analysis.

Also, here is a painting that I'm working on right now:

The six hearts floating are important. The one she's holding is being let go gently into the waves, sent out into the world. She's afraid she won't get it back in one piece. Totally emo, but totally expressing myself so there.

I still need to do all the wee details. Right now it's just sort of shapes hanging out and stewing together. I really like the linear/blue background and then the curvaceousness of the frothy sea waves and the woman and her hair.

The truth is out now .
Written out on the pages;
A white void of thought.

Russ! I used VOID in a poem! What do you think that poetry teacher would think about that!?? She can't do anything about it! I'm a POET MAVERICK!

Stupid Blogger Layout Issues

For some reason on Blogger, all my pictures get cut off. I refuse to shrink them. If you wish to see the entire picture, just open the image location in a new window.

Blogger! Don't try to make me conform... it's not going to happen.

You're So Vain!

You probably thing this song is about you!!







Use lots of hairspray!
Don't use an aerosol can,
You'll make a sky hole!

Your Extraordingary Mind

Stumbled upon this and found it uplifting.

Halah- Mazzy Star

Well I think I see another side
Maybe just another light that shines
And I look over now through the door
And I still belong to no one else
Maybe I hold you to blame for all the reasons that you left.
And close my eyes till I see your surprise
And you're leaving before my time.
Baby wont you change your mind?
Surely don't stay long I'm missing you now.
Its like I told you I'm over you somehow
Before I close the door
I need to hear you say goodbye.
Baby wont you change your mind?
I guess that hasn't changed someone
Maybe nobody else could understand
I guess that you believe you are a woman
And that I am someone else's man
But just before I see that you leave
I want you to hold on to things that you said
Baby I wish I were dead.
Surely don't stay long I'm missing you now.
Its like I told you I'm over you somehow
Before I close the door
I need to hear you say goodbye
Baby wont you change your mind?

Meredith is sitting at my window in a hoodie, watching people outside... in a v. creepy fashion. Now she's singing horribly out of tune and it is not conducive to writing a blog entry. It's very distracting. I have just kicked her out of my room... but she just crawled onto my bed and laid in a fetal position... now she's trying on some of my clothing. She wants to start a podcast. All depends on if my laptop's microphone is decent enough.

P.S. I'm wearing a crown. I wear it a lot. I have delusions of grandeur. Well, delusions in general.

When I Play Lego Starwars

Sometimes I see a
Little fluff float by my head.
Am I the Deathstar?

(P.S. In my head the fluffs are tiny renegade fighter jets.)