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November, 2004

  1. Well, that explains a lot.

    November 22, 2004 by Louise


    You Are From the Moon

    You can vibe with the steady rhythms of the Moon.
    You’re in touch with your emotions and intuition.
    You possess a great, unmatched imagination – and an infinite memory.
    Ultra-sensitive, you feel at home anywhere (or with anyone).
    A total healer, you light the way in the dark for many.

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  2. gah~!

    by Louise

    Okay. So. The most ridiculous thing.

    My wig just broke.

    Yes, broke.

    I will have to buy a new one on Friday and until then, I’m not leaving the house. Anyone have any suggestions for entertainment?

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  3. Here you go:

    by Louise

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  4. Happy discoveries~!

    by Louise

    After some very long hiatuses (hiati? Hm– what IS the plural of hiatus?), both Kathy and Lilly have returned to blogging.

    Yay! I’m very glad.

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  5. peh

    November 21, 2004 by Louise

    I am having a very. grumpy. day.

    I don’t know why. I’ve only been awake for six hours (yes I woke up at noon, what of it?). I haven’t even left the house, so I don’t know what I have to be grumpy about. I just am.

    The best thing for me to do when I’m grumpy (or anything, really) is to take a bath. A nice, hot bubble bath, where I can prune up and read for an hour.

    Well.

    I got the bathtub going. I usually just put in the hot water first, and then move on to the cold. Because if I put in both at the same time, it invariably ends up way too cold and there’s no hot water left. So I did that. Just after I turned on the cold water, the phone rang, and I ran around the house searching for it because I had not put it back in its cradle. Finally found it after the people hung up. THEN the other phone rang and it was Rob and we talked for a minute. Then I went and got in the tub and the water was TOO COLD.

    So I turned off the cold water, and turned on the hot (using my feet, because I’m great that way) and it started flooding the tub with it hot goodness and then… the hot water turned just warm. Then cold.

    STUPID SMALL HOT WATER HEATER!!!

    I clung to my hope though and stayed in the tub, the tepid, tepid water. Every 20 minutes or so I would risk turning on the hot water… only to have it come out cold. FEH.

    So my grumpy day is NOT IMPROVING.

    But whatever, in 45 minutes Rob will be home and that will be that.

    BAH.

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  6. Uh and just a little bragging here

    by Louise

    I know lots of people think “Oh, sales job, shmales job” or whatever, I’ve heard it before and I don’t really care. But I am proud of Rob, proud that he has the job, that he is able to do it, and that in a company where many people are just out to sell as much as they can despite what the customer wants/needs, he actually makes a connection with them and sells them what they ask for, without trying any tricky sales techniques on them.
    Especially proud that even without trying the tricky sales techniques, his quota for this month was $71895 and as of this morning he had sold $74160 and there are still 9 days left in the month.

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  7. Weird dreams

    by Louise

    So this morning I dreamt that my father and I went to Cape Breton to visit my grandma and grandpa (my grandpa died 10 years ago but every now and then I dream of him being alive and it makes me happy because he was a wonderful, wonderful man and was only 68 when he passed away which is too young, stupid black lung disease. stupid coalmines. I miss him alot), and my dog Wicket (who died two years ago at the age of sixteen) was there. So I picked her up, then my father and I were driving somewhere, and watched a car in front of us just drive off the road down a cliff into the ocean. So we stopped to call 911 but it turns out that the car was empty anyway. And Wicket did a weird little thing that she always used to do when she was alive– she put her paw up on my face as if to say “hey Louise, how’s it going?”. So that was nice. I miss my dog.

    Then the dream changed and it turned out that I was on tour with Blue Rodeo and the Barenaked Ladies. Not because I was a singer or anything, but because Ed and I were best friends and he needed me there to play videogames against (Which is funny because just now I just read his ‘blog and it turns out he likes videogames. Hm. Never knew that). And Greg Keelor was in the middle of a song and had to leave the stage for some reason so he gave me the microphone and told me to sing, and ask anyone, I do not sing. Well, I do, but I don’t think you could categorize it as singing. More as… hurting everyone’s ears. And I was like “No! Don’t make me sing!” and he was like “Yes! Sing! I have to use the bathroom!” so I freaked out and couldn’t think of anything to sing except for this horrible “you sure made a monkey out of me” song. Oh my God. Even in my dream I was embarassed. And the crowd? They were pissed that I was singing. And they threw junk at me. Then Greg came back and snatched up the mic, and I went and beat Ed at Frogger. Yeah, Frogger. I’m so technologically advanced.

    And now for the fun “I sort of maybe had a brush with fame” True Story (not a dream) stuff.
    Back when I was 14 or 15 I bought the Barenaked Ladies indie tape (the yellow one? with the sandwich on the cover? and ‘fight the power’ on it? yeah, that one) at Zellers. This was almost 15 years ago, back before they were all that famous even in Canada. And when they had the goofy haircuts, and Steve still wore the New Kids On The Block tshirts onstage. Anyway. They were still touring Canada like a regular band, playing clubs everywhere, which included PEI. At that point in my life, I occasionally had to go to Moncton for doctors’ appointments and there was not yet a bridge between PEI and New Brunswick, just a ferry. So one day my dad and I were on the ferry from New Brunswick back to PEI and I went to the cafeteria to buy an apple and there was Ed, buying … I don’t know, a muffin maybe? I was like “hey it’s that guy! From that band!” and he was like “yeah, it’s me”. And I asked if they were playing (which is retarded because what, they’d be going to PEI just for fun, all of them together?) and he was like “Yeah, at the Regent. You should come!” and I was like “Ha, I can’t, I’m fifteen” and he sort of did a double take (when I was 15, I apparently looked uh, older. Because I had boobs and such) and that was my Brush With Fame.

    And being a triple geek, about two months later I wrote to their (now defunct) mailing address and actually got a hand-written letter back from one of their moms. I don’t know whose mom, because they didn’t say (I had said something in my letter about ‘I have no idea who reads these or who even answers them, but I’m writing anyway’ and part of the response was ‘to answer your question, all letters are answered by the guys’ moms’), but she was nice.

    And that’s that for that!

    Oh, then I went online and talked to my mom and dad via IM for three hours. My dad at one point said
    “Funny joke. You’re a regular Phyllis Diller”.

    I’m so proud.

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  8. Shoeless Joe

    November 20, 2004 by Louise

    So earlier today I was knitting away in front of the TV, sort of not paying attention most of the time but looking up every now and then. And at one point when I looked up, it was one of those “send money to poor kids” commercials.

    You know the ones, with the sad naked children living in a garbage dump and carrying big pots on their head and “Only a dollar a day and little Pablo can go to school and have fresh water and escape the repression that is his poverty! That’s less than the cost of a cup of coffee! What are you waiting for?”.
    (I have often thought about taking something like this on, by the way, but I worry about the money not going where it should– does anyone have any experience in this area?)

    Anyway, in this particular commercial, there was the big bearded man in his khaki pants and brown leather shoes and blue button-down shirt. He’s walking along the street, holding the hand of the little barefoot naked kid with the flies all around (no pot on her head though). So they’re walking, and he’s saying in an earnest, sincere voice, straight into the camera:

    “Look at little Emily here. Every day she walks this dirt road, ten miles to the local river, to bring water back to her family. Her family can’t afford to buy her shoes. This road is strewn with gravel, rocks, pieces of rusted metal, and broken glass. Can’t you do something to help Emily? Only one dollar a day”… etc. etc. etc., as they continue walking down the road, looking earnestly into the camera, Emily all barefoot and naked, Mr. Beard all sincere and helpful.

    And I’m thinking “Can’t YOU do something to help little Emily? She’s barefoot! On the road that’s covered in broken glass! Dude! You’re wearing shoes! PICK THE CHILD UP!!!”

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  9. Impatient impatient.

    November 19, 2004 by Louise

    I just saw a preview for a movie that I really, really want to see.

    Of course it only comes out in December, which means waiting a MONTH.

    Meh.

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  10. Also also also.

    by Louise

    I think I’m starting to climb a bit out of the abyss. No more fever, still kind of sore all over, whatever. I literally slept all day today which explains why I’m up so late.

    Rob took me out on a date tonight, which was fun. Also embarassing for him, because the waitress came up to take our dessert order and said “Oh, you lovebirds…”. He’s a Manly Man and doesn’t want people to know he (shhh) loves me (haha just kidding, he wants everyone to know, that’s why he has it tattooed on his forehead). Eh I’m weird.

    Also I finished that scarf and have started on the Mr. Bean teddy bear. It looks like it’ll go pretty quickly. I think. And hope.

    Also, good night.

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