Archive for October, 2005

Happy Trails, little buddy.

I got a phone call yesterday evening from my sister.
“Louise?” “Hi.” “Hi. Um. Emilio Estevez is dead.” “What?” “He died today, we don’t know what happened, the kids are all crying.”
Then I dropped the phone so Rob picked it up. She wasn’t joking. When he hung up we just started crying– not even sniffly [...]

Morning of the Living Sleeper

Oh boy, am I not excited to be up and about this morning. I worked last night until 8, then instead of the half-hour it usually takes to drive home it took extra-long because the remnants of Hurricane Wilma are hitting us right now and it’s really, really crappy outside (of course not to [...]

HEY YOU HALIFAX PEEPS!

One of my favourite authors, Diana Gabaldon, is going to be at the Bayers Lake Chapters on October 27th, at 7 pm. Signing her latest book, A Breath Of Snow And Ashes.
I am most put out.
When her last book, The Fiery Cross, came out, my friend and I headed out to the selfsame Chapters at [...]

It never rains…

Remember how Rob and I are getting married next summer? Okay, I have a totally hilarious story to tell about that.
Rob has always joked that if he were to set foot in a church, he’d probably burst into flames or be hit by lightning or something. He was baptized in the United Church, [...]

Yoink!

Little secret post:
Turns out I wasn’t paid due to the bank’s error, not my work’s. So uhm… I guess I’m not allowed to feel the rage toward work anymore, no matter how much I love it. I’m still not getting paid til next week sometime, so it still sucks. I phoned the bank yesterday to [...]

This is bull f’in crap!

One thing that I hate about myself is that when I get really angry, I start to cry. I look like a fool when it happens, and usually I can hold it in until I’m not around people — but eventually the floodgates open and I’m bawling.
At the moment I’m about half an inch from [...]

I heart olives

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Omega Troll
You Feast On: Olives
You Lurk Around In: The Empire State Building
You Especially Like to Torment: British People

What’s Your Monster Name?
Thanks, Sheri!

… raised on promises…

I have that Tom Petty song “American Girl” stuck in my head, for anyone who was wondering about the title.
Thanksgiving was on Monday here in the Great White North (it’s more of a harvest celebration here rather than the celebration of pilgrims landing and bringing the gift of syphillis to the native americans, which is [...]

Quote:

“Someone mentioned something about my weight a while ago…about image…the endless comments about image. Didn’t I feel the pressure to be thin? I said that no, I didn’t feel the pressure, because I am exceptional at what I do. I am leaving my music behind me eternally, not my tits or my ass or my [...]

“The professor’s right. You ARE evil. And superficial”

My apologies for the lack of posting. The Depression has been kicking my ass lately, and I didn’t really feel that me posting long whiny rants about how I’m soooo sad would be all that much fun for y’all I will say this: Living with your parents when you’re 29? Not necessarily a [...]