That I am not in Stratford... apparently those plans were made prematurely and have now been moved to this weekend. Which works out well enough because it's my mothers birthday on Saturday so I can chillax with her before heading back to the big city of Oakville to bartend at Rehab. Why don't you come and see me there?
I have no idea what to get my ma either. Maybe I'll buy her a house. Or a car. Pffff... lol... maybe I should get a job first and then pay some debts off and THEN buy a house. but a car first. As Binty is Done! lol. Maybe I'll get her a sweater (cue email from my mother telling me I don't have to get her anything).
Welll I did get a job... Orientation is tomorrow. Yay! I'm one of many new bartenders at Real Sports Bar!!! YAAAAAAYYY. After my orientation, I'm going shopping for a party dress because I want a new dress. and Maybe some new shoes. And then I'm coming home and I'm going to look up vacations that I can take from that moment until my first day at my new job. I would like some sunshine in my life since I missed the majority of the summer working for that slave ship titled Thompson.
I was thinking Jamaica (baaahahaha. get it? Slave ship? Jamaica?.. no...? too terrible?!) since I have some family there I've never met and some that I have met. And it's warm.
Depending on that start date I might swing by Calgary. I might do that first since it is SO cold there... and see Christina. I miss her. and Perhaps I will hit up Albany being that my good friend Nicole lives there and I haven't seen her in a dogs age. Although maybe I should hold off on those visits until the new year since they may be home for Christmas.
Is it bad to book a week off work on my first day? I'd like to go away right after new years with my little sister. I'll have to hit the gym so she doesn't make me look bad with the rockin runners body she has. That's it, her and I are fighting! :)
And while I'm going away, perhaps I should visit Erica.
I just got side tracked looking up flight prices. I can go to the Riveria Maya for $450(Jamaica's about $400 more) including taxes, all inclusive in a 4.5 star hotel for 7 days or I can fly to Albany for $550. Barcelona is $445 plus tax for the flight... Here to Calgary is $448 and tax...
Maybe I should just do one trip and save some for the new year. I can do Albany and Calgary Sunday to Tuesday type things...
MAYBE... I should work.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Home
I'm headed home for a few days to see my long lost family! It's hard catching up with them all being that each member lives in a different place and all of our schedules are very different. Always worth it though.
It's my moms birthday next Saturday... I need to think of a gift!
I'm taking my laptop with me (My laptop has a name... it's called "Mine") so I can blog whilst I'm away.
And also so that I can try and keep up on my P90x.pfff... Friday was day 1..., for the 3 or 4th try!!!
It's my moms birthday next Saturday... I need to think of a gift!
I'm taking my laptop with me (My laptop has a name... it's called "Mine") so I can blog whilst I'm away.
And also so that I can try and keep up on my P90x.pfff... Friday was day 1..., for the 3 or 4th try!!!
Binty
BINTY is a 2001 Hyundai Accent GSI. She's standard. She has dents all over the place and I've never hit anything, but a lot of things (bikes, kids on bikes, cars, jeeps, shoes with human feet in them...) have hit her and never while I've been in her. The blue hood came from the mechanic fixing the tranni and forgetting to latch it on his test drive. He gave binty back with a smashed windshield and that blue hood this past summer. Word of advice: do not let your moms boyfriend work on your car. Binty has 278, 244km on her and runs like it too! The drivers side window doesn't roll up unless you hold it because it slides out of frame, the blinkers and 4ways do not work if the car is cold, so she's a gem to drive in the winter (Nope, no one can fix it! I've been to a million mechanics who have tried). The tube for my washer fluid popped off so I can't wash my windows, very unsafe for these slushy times of year. The wheel bearing is going on the drivers side front tire and I need new tires. The ebrake light sensor is broken, probably because it got tired of the ebrakes sticking and quit. The dashboard lights blink on and off at their convenience, very inconvenient at night. There a several other things wrong with Binty, but she's only really let me down a few times. And even though she drives like danger, the heater works really well!
About a month ago...
Me: You guys drank all my beer?
Roomie: No. We didn't. The guys brought their own beer.
Me: Well my beer is all gone.
R: well, we didn't drink it. But I'll replace it.
Me: Well if you didn't drink it then don't replace it.
The next day my beer is replaced.
Wednesday...
Me: So dad, do you want beer, vodka, Bailey's... what?
Dad: I'll have a beer.
Me: (opening fridge) Ok... apparently I have no beer...
Thursday...
Me: Did you drink my beer?
Roomie: No. Why is it gone?
Me: Yes it's all gone and I hadn't touched it.
R: Well it must have disappeared, but I'll buy you a new case.
(I saw the empties in roomies room!)
I'm beginning to wonder if I'm an alcoholic that drinks in her sleep. I do sleep walk every now and then....
Unrelated:
I still have not found a job- partly because I have not looked that hard. I had a group interview at Real Sports... I REALLY want to bartend there. It would be great to make great money 5 days a week! Pay off my debt, save for school, go on a trip!...
Fingers crossed and follow up email sent.
Unrelated:
Sometimes when I write on here I wonder if the person I want to mock or question will read what I write and be offended or hurt or think something negative of me. Because what I write is in my head, with no other side of the story unless otherwise indicated and usually I'm joking, sometimes I'm not and since I don't mock those I like, I would proceed to be offended if a reader was offended by my thoughts written here on this virtual paper. And that bothers me; that I think about that that is. This blog was supposed to be an open forum for me alone to laugh or cry about my day, as I saw it, or share the things I think about or thought about or the things I wish I thought about.
It's become more of a censored outlet since I know who a few of the readers are, or who they could be. And it's not like I have anything terrific to say or do anything particularly offensive or exciting. But if I want to say, for example, that my roommate is selfish and sometimes hurts my feelings, I don't want to have to preface that comment with the additional fact that roomie is also a great person with a warm and giving heart. I would hope that roomie already knows i think she's great but this or that bothers me. buuuuut, one can't just say what they're thinking without prefacing it a million times; as i am learning from reader comments or emails.
when I started this blog, I thought I'm funny, I'm going to write it down. I've also been through a lot of good times and just as many rough times and maybe somebody will read what I wrote and not feel so alone in their joy or sorrow. I wanted to use this blog as a journal for me and as a way for me to learn to be more courageous but instead I am writing meanderings of the days as they go by, rarely reflecting on the past or future with worry that I might upset you. and that, is lame.
Slightly Unrelated:
I didn't blog it, but just so you know, my parents are divorced, I have split ends (very badly) and I don't take criticism very well. I'll keep you updated on me with random tidbits like this.
Unrelated:
I wanted to write about my car, Binty again and I also wanted to post a picture of her, but I don't know what I did to my blog settings, but adding a photo is no longer an option. I feel like you just can't get the full effect of my sweet ride, without a clear visual.
Me: You guys drank all my beer?
Roomie: No. We didn't. The guys brought their own beer.
Me: Well my beer is all gone.
R: well, we didn't drink it. But I'll replace it.
Me: Well if you didn't drink it then don't replace it.
The next day my beer is replaced.
Wednesday...
Me: So dad, do you want beer, vodka, Bailey's... what?
Dad: I'll have a beer.
Me: (opening fridge) Ok... apparently I have no beer...
Thursday...
Me: Did you drink my beer?
Roomie: No. Why is it gone?
Me: Yes it's all gone and I hadn't touched it.
R: Well it must have disappeared, but I'll buy you a new case.
(I saw the empties in roomies room!)
I'm beginning to wonder if I'm an alcoholic that drinks in her sleep. I do sleep walk every now and then....
Unrelated:
I still have not found a job- partly because I have not looked that hard. I had a group interview at Real Sports... I REALLY want to bartend there. It would be great to make great money 5 days a week! Pay off my debt, save for school, go on a trip!...
Fingers crossed and follow up email sent.
Unrelated:
Sometimes when I write on here I wonder if the person I want to mock or question will read what I write and be offended or hurt or think something negative of me. Because what I write is in my head, with no other side of the story unless otherwise indicated and usually I'm joking, sometimes I'm not and since I don't mock those I like, I would proceed to be offended if a reader was offended by my thoughts written here on this virtual paper. And that bothers me; that I think about that that is. This blog was supposed to be an open forum for me alone to laugh or cry about my day, as I saw it, or share the things I think about or thought about or the things I wish I thought about.
It's become more of a censored outlet since I know who a few of the readers are, or who they could be. And it's not like I have anything terrific to say or do anything particularly offensive or exciting. But if I want to say, for example, that my roommate is selfish and sometimes hurts my feelings, I don't want to have to preface that comment with the additional fact that roomie is also a great person with a warm and giving heart. I would hope that roomie already knows i think she's great but this or that bothers me. buuuuut, one can't just say what they're thinking without prefacing it a million times; as i am learning from reader comments or emails.
when I started this blog, I thought I'm funny, I'm going to write it down. I've also been through a lot of good times and just as many rough times and maybe somebody will read what I wrote and not feel so alone in their joy or sorrow. I wanted to use this blog as a journal for me and as a way for me to learn to be more courageous but instead I am writing meanderings of the days as they go by, rarely reflecting on the past or future with worry that I might upset you. and that, is lame.
Slightly Unrelated:
I didn't blog it, but just so you know, my parents are divorced, I have split ends (very badly) and I don't take criticism very well. I'll keep you updated on me with random tidbits like this.
Unrelated:
I wanted to write about my car, Binty again and I also wanted to post a picture of her, but I don't know what I did to my blog settings, but adding a photo is no longer an option. I feel like you just can't get the full effect of my sweet ride, without a clear visual.
Monday, November 22, 2010
Hey Dude, You should know this
So there is this guy I randomly fool around with.... rewooooord! There is this guy I occasionally make out with. I would love to do "more" but he's one of those passive aggressive types and he also doesn't take any initiative, certainly doesn't take charge. ...Ok fine, so we've only gotten together twice and made out; regardless, take charge a bit!
I think he should know that if he doesn't learn where and how to kiss a girl on the neck soon, he will be doomed to a shitty sex life, for life. Like even shittier than mine, because he'll be getting laid once (like I ever do... that's beside the point) and then these girls will never talk to him again and he won't know why.
And don't you guys know that girls have code for things, that we know you understand, so we don't need you to repeat them in more direct terms?
Like, you're getting all hot and heavy and the girl says, "I just don't feel like it" Umm.. obviously she feels like it!.. And we know you know what that means. I mean it's not like she wasn't already participating... you don't have to say, "Oh, you got you're rag huh?" And don't say 'rag'- it's disgusting.
When a girl says anything like "I need to go get my nails done, or I have to shave, or do my eyebrows or get waxed, or freshen my hair cut " do not respond with 'yeah, I noticed'. Inappropriate. Also slightly hurtful, that you noticed we're flawed and perhaps were staring at it, or thinking something about self-care. We just pointed out to you that we need to do some maintenance so give us a minute to do it and go with silence on these comments- it's golden. Besides, how many of those chores listed do you have to do on a daily, weekly, monthly basis? Backup! :)
When you're complimenting a girl, please don't insult her friends/sisters/mother. "You're way prettier than your friend".... Ummm.. Thanks?
Also. Spanx. Those are a girls secret weapon. So should you get a lady into bed and she's got some spanks on, pretend like you don't notice them while she peels them off; they're humiliating enough.
That guy I referred to before, grabbed my ass one day while we were stealing a kiss and he said, "you want to come over later?" and I replied, "mmmm, maybe, but I'm not sure I feel like it." He looked at me for a second and started to walk away, turned back and said, "by the way, your ass feels great! I can tell you've been working out."
Ummm... I haven't been to the gym in almost two years (yikes!!) and does that mean my ass was squishy to you before? - I had also just so happened to be wearing spanks that day because my 'rag' was due and I was feeling bloated.
I just thought I'd share that with you because I chuckle about these moments all the time... Might as well laugh at it; better than crying!
I think he should know that if he doesn't learn where and how to kiss a girl on the neck soon, he will be doomed to a shitty sex life, for life. Like even shittier than mine, because he'll be getting laid once (like I ever do... that's beside the point) and then these girls will never talk to him again and he won't know why.
And don't you guys know that girls have code for things, that we know you understand, so we don't need you to repeat them in more direct terms?
Like, you're getting all hot and heavy and the girl says, "I just don't feel like it" Umm.. obviously she feels like it!.. And we know you know what that means. I mean it's not like she wasn't already participating... you don't have to say, "Oh, you got you're rag huh?" And don't say 'rag'- it's disgusting.
When a girl says anything like "I need to go get my nails done, or I have to shave, or do my eyebrows or get waxed, or freshen my hair cut " do not respond with 'yeah, I noticed'. Inappropriate. Also slightly hurtful, that you noticed we're flawed and perhaps were staring at it, or thinking something about self-care. We just pointed out to you that we need to do some maintenance so give us a minute to do it and go with silence on these comments- it's golden. Besides, how many of those chores listed do you have to do on a daily, weekly, monthly basis? Backup! :)
When you're complimenting a girl, please don't insult her friends/sisters/mother. "You're way prettier than your friend".... Ummm.. Thanks?
Also. Spanx. Those are a girls secret weapon. So should you get a lady into bed and she's got some spanks on, pretend like you don't notice them while she peels them off; they're humiliating enough.
That guy I referred to before, grabbed my ass one day while we were stealing a kiss and he said, "you want to come over later?" and I replied, "mmmm, maybe, but I'm not sure I feel like it." He looked at me for a second and started to walk away, turned back and said, "by the way, your ass feels great! I can tell you've been working out."
Ummm... I haven't been to the gym in almost two years (yikes!!) and does that mean my ass was squishy to you before? - I had also just so happened to be wearing spanks that day because my 'rag' was due and I was feeling bloated.
I just thought I'd share that with you because I chuckle about these moments all the time... Might as well laugh at it; better than crying!
Adele
I want to make music like this:
http://www.adele.tv/news/168/watch-adele-on-later-with-jools-holland?ref=nf
And music like this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2B50RUXbs-8
And like this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FJ5BXfXUYwM&feature=related
I need to figure it out. Join a band or get a vocal coach. and Try harder.
Because I refuse to not live my dream.
Unless that dream is me feeling it's absolutely necessary to wear a specific shirt or else I'll freeze to death and putting that shirt on despite an epic battle with the hanger and belt.
And then waking up in that shirt. Confused. That was a dream I didn't need to live.
Damn sleep walking.
Unrelated:
I have an interview at Real Sports on Wednesday!!! YAAY
http://www.adele.tv/news/168/watch-adele-on-later-with-jools-holland?ref=nf
And music like this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2B50RUXbs-8
And like this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FJ5BXfXUYwM&feature=related
I need to figure it out. Join a band or get a vocal coach. and Try harder.
Because I refuse to not live my dream.
Unless that dream is me feeling it's absolutely necessary to wear a specific shirt or else I'll freeze to death and putting that shirt on despite an epic battle with the hanger and belt.
And then waking up in that shirt. Confused. That was a dream I didn't need to live.
Damn sleep walking.
Unrelated:
I have an interview at Real Sports on Wednesday!!! YAAY
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Irony
Yesterday roomie took advantage of me and me made me angry that I let it happen and it hurt that she would do it in light of recent conversations her and I have had.
It's over now.
Unrelated:
http://owni.eu/2010/11/08/top-48-ads-that-would-never-be-allowed-today/?ref=nf
Check that out. Amazing. I particularly enjoy the babies wrapped in cellophane and all the sexiest woman ads- especially "Blow in her face and she'll follow you anywhere" and the carpet ad.
It's over now.
Unrelated:
http://owni.eu/2010/11/08/top-48-ads-that-would-never-be-allowed-today/?ref=nf
Check that out. Amazing. I particularly enjoy the babies wrapped in cellophane and all the sexiest woman ads- especially "Blow in her face and she'll follow you anywhere" and the carpet ad.
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