January 2011
December 2010
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Picking favourites.
I don’t usually like to toot my own horn. I’ve never been much of a horn tooter, really. Not even in traffic, which is really saying something because people in Vancouver drive like idiots. I’m not even kidding. They are the worst! And don’t even get me started on what happens when it snows. Wait. What was I saying?
Right. Horn tooting. I was planning on posting a few...
Here's the thing.
I could go on and on and on about the ways in which this year has sucked. Because seriously. I have had to put up with a lot of shit this year. I was sent flying through the air and I landed on my ass. HOWEVER, even though I’d like to be able to say things like WORST YEAR EVER and NOTHING WAS GOOD I HATE 2010 WITH THE FIRE OF A THOUSAND SUNS, I can’t.
I can’t say that because...
My sister just told me Tina Fey should play me in...
OK DEAL.
It was a sign.
I should have seen all this shit coming, really. Considering that 2010 started off with someone backing into my car and all. There’s no way the rest of the year could have turned out well after that, right?
Anyway, I finally took my car in to get fixed. Almost a full year later. I AM THE WINNER OF THE PROCRASTINATION CHALLENGE!!
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Truthful Tuesday
My only known health issues are some moderate (though sometimes they feel severe, but are not life-threatening) allergies and mild anxiety, which I am lucky enough to be able to control without the aid of medication. I don’t have a job, but I am not homeless. My life is far from ideal, but I shouldn’t really complain. My situation could be far, far worse.
But you know what? Sometimes...
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A story about pirates.
My Christmas outfit was a sparkly black dress with tights. I wore it with my super tall black boots, otherwise known as - say it with me now - my pirate boots. When I was getting ready to leave, I put the boots on. My dad’s two brothers were standing near the door and both of them said, “Whoa, look at those crazy boots!” This is when I made the mistake of telling them I call them...
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Dudes.
See I knew I shouldn’t have had that after dinner espresso but my aunt said it wouldn’t keep me up and I believed her because she is Italian and they know about these things but I think it was a mistake because I am really tired in my body but not in my brain and I wish I was Italian too because maybe if I was Italian then espresso wouldn’t keep me awake for 12 years but I am not...
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Maybe I should start caring about real issues...
… instead of yelling at CSI and Bones because IT DOESN’T WORK LIKE THAT YOU IDIOTS HAVE YOU EVER EVEN SEEN A CRIME LAB I MEAN SERIOUSLY
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I have never been so excited for Festivus.
I HAVE MANY GRIEVANCES TO AIR.
This hot chocolate is delicious.
MUST BE ALL THE BOOZE I PUT IN THERE.
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A silver lining.
The good thing about this laundry situation is that it’s forcing me to be a little more daring with my fashion choices.
Sweatpants are more versatile than you think!
Truthful Tuesday, yo.
Even though I send out resumes and nobody ever calls me back, I still feel like it will somehow, eventually, be okay.
You don't know what you've got till it's gone.
Like when your washer breaks and you can’t do laundry at your own house anymore AND IT RUINS YOUR LIFE COMPLETELY.
I sat down here for a reason.
Wish I could remember what the reason was. I’m tirled. So very, very tired. Yeah, I know it says tirled. I’m not fixing it, that’s how ritled I am. OH FOR CRYING OUT LOUD
A Holiday Message from Ricky Gervais: Why I’m An... →
Brilliant. This is basically everything I want to say about the matter, but can never manage to say without making someone terribly angry. I love you, Ricky Gervais.
Have you ever sneezed so hard that it made you...
Oh, me neither. I was just wondering if you had. You know, for research purposes. I do a lot of research. Yep, always with the research. All research, all the time. Well, not ALL the time. Just most of the time. When I’m not sneezing. But just normal sneezing. Not falling over kind of sneezing. That would just be ridiculous. Falling over due to intense sneezing. Ha!
"Now bring us some friggin' pudding..."
I sang it like this for years, always wondering why we were allowed to SING an almost swear, but not SAY an almost swear. I was embarrassingly old before I figured out the real lyrics.
Random bit of truth.
I don’t think I could ever date a boy who wears the same size shoes as I do. I don’t know why this is an issue, it just is.
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