Current mood: swoony
Sufjan Stevens is my new secret boyfriend. Swoon. The show was really fantastic last night. They came out in cheerleading outfits with "I"s on the shirts and pompoms. They did cheers to introduce various songs. They did actions. They did a song about Canada, except that they forgot Nunavit. Apparently the place was packed at 8:30 (the show didn't start until 9:30). No one talked while he played. It was kinda weird, in a good way. Like, it was a fairly non-hipster show; people were mesmerized. I know I was. Except I need to get some rock show shoes that aren't going to hurt my back while I stand around for 3 or 4 hours. Maybe I should cull my collection and test them out more scientifically.
Currently listening:
Illinois
By Sufjan Stevens
Release date: 05 July, 2005
Monday, July 25, 2005
Sunday, July 24, 2005
full moon aftermath
Current mood: dumb
Things have been slightly off since Thursday's full moon.
My friend phoned me after our games to let me know that he wasn't mad at me, even though it was obvious he was in a pissy mood on the field. Our teammates were being a bit more annoying than usual and the wind was crap and we lost. So we bitched about everyone for a while and all was well. Friday I had a somewhat lousy day at work and then went to my friend's birthday party on a patio. I called my friend about coming with, but he was all freaky about using his cell phone. I didn't really think anything was wrong, but he left a message apologising for being rude on the phone because he thought he was paying $1/minute on his cell phone, even though we discussed before how it was $0.25/minute. (It was nice to know he's as neurotic as I am.) The party should have been fun. Should have. I was in a poor mood and didn't feel like making small talk with people I only see a couple times a year. I left early, completely missing my other friends who went specifically because they thought I would be there. Cripes.
Sigh.
Tonight I'm off to Sufjan Stevens and I'm pretty excited. He's pretty cute. Dreamy, even. Swoon.
(Why does this only occasionally look stupid with the shaded writing?)
Currently listening:
Illinois
By Sufjan Stevens
Release date: 05 July, 2005
Things have been slightly off since Thursday's full moon.
My friend phoned me after our games to let me know that he wasn't mad at me, even though it was obvious he was in a pissy mood on the field. Our teammates were being a bit more annoying than usual and the wind was crap and we lost. So we bitched about everyone for a while and all was well. Friday I had a somewhat lousy day at work and then went to my friend's birthday party on a patio. I called my friend about coming with, but he was all freaky about using his cell phone. I didn't really think anything was wrong, but he left a message apologising for being rude on the phone because he thought he was paying $1/minute on his cell phone, even though we discussed before how it was $0.25/minute. (It was nice to know he's as neurotic as I am.) The party should have been fun. Should have. I was in a poor mood and didn't feel like making small talk with people I only see a couple times a year. I left early, completely missing my other friends who went specifically because they thought I would be there. Cripes.
Sigh.
Tonight I'm off to Sufjan Stevens and I'm pretty excited. He's pretty cute. Dreamy, even. Swoon.
(Why does this only occasionally look stupid with the shaded writing?)
Currently listening:
Illinois
By Sufjan Stevens
Release date: 05 July, 2005
Thursday, July 21, 2005
blind, or something like it
Current mood: recovering
This morning I had the worst contact experience ever. I put in my left eye and all of a sudden *shooting pain*. I couldn't adjust the contact with my finger because I couldn't open my eye, but the pain was so intense it felt like someone was ripping my eye out of its socket. After 5 minutes of excessive tearing and eyelid spasms, I finally managed to get my lid open enough to drag the contact around and get it into the right place. Seems it got stuck on my lid and wouldn't shift into place. Damn contacts. It's times like these I wish I weren't blind. Or damn close to it.
I worried for a minute I'd have to put my glasses in jeopardy for my games tonight.
Last night I went to see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory on an IMAX screen. So big, so colourful, so creepy... I loved it, especially the new Veruca Salt song. A pretty, pretty movie.
Currently listening:
The Best of Blondie
By Blondie
Release date: 25 October, 1990
This morning I had the worst contact experience ever. I put in my left eye and all of a sudden *shooting pain*. I couldn't adjust the contact with my finger because I couldn't open my eye, but the pain was so intense it felt like someone was ripping my eye out of its socket. After 5 minutes of excessive tearing and eyelid spasms, I finally managed to get my lid open enough to drag the contact around and get it into the right place. Seems it got stuck on my lid and wouldn't shift into place. Damn contacts. It's times like these I wish I weren't blind. Or damn close to it.
I worried for a minute I'd have to put my glasses in jeopardy for my games tonight.
Last night I went to see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory on an IMAX screen. So big, so colourful, so creepy... I loved it, especially the new Veruca Salt song. A pretty, pretty movie.
Currently listening:
The Best of Blondie
By Blondie
Release date: 25 October, 1990
Sunday, July 17, 2005
the movement of friends
Current mood: sugar high
Today I went to the airport to meet up with my friend, who was stopping over briefly on her way to Scotland. I've missed her the last couple times I went through Edmonton, so it was fantastic to be able to meet up. Besides doing the most amusing Korean girlfriend imitations, she's a wicked awesome cook. She brought me brownies (!!!) and paid for our kaiten sushi/dim sum lunch. While we sat in the park outside the airport, a guy had this beautiful chocolate brown lab puppy. Watching him all perky and hearing Geri's boy news made me happy to be there. Like there's good stuff to look forward to, whether it's a friend's relationship excitement or seeing the clumsiness of a puppy dipping his big feet in a pond for the first time. I felt like I'd forgotten how to be happy.
Remind me that I'm not cut out for too much happiness all at once. It makes my karma all wonky. I fear the consequences of being too happy. And yet I like the feeling. I hope the me in an alternate universe has figured out how to deal with this problem because I can't seem to get a handle on it.
Currently listening:
Set Yourself On Fire
By Stars
Release date: 08 March, 2005
Today I went to the airport to meet up with my friend, who was stopping over briefly on her way to Scotland. I've missed her the last couple times I went through Edmonton, so it was fantastic to be able to meet up. Besides doing the most amusing Korean girlfriend imitations, she's a wicked awesome cook. She brought me brownies (!!!) and paid for our kaiten sushi/dim sum lunch. While we sat in the park outside the airport, a guy had this beautiful chocolate brown lab puppy. Watching him all perky and hearing Geri's boy news made me happy to be there. Like there's good stuff to look forward to, whether it's a friend's relationship excitement or seeing the clumsiness of a puppy dipping his big feet in a pond for the first time. I felt like I'd forgotten how to be happy.
Remind me that I'm not cut out for too much happiness all at once. It makes my karma all wonky. I fear the consequences of being too happy. And yet I like the feeling. I hope the me in an alternate universe has figured out how to deal with this problem because I can't seem to get a handle on it.
Currently listening:
Set Yourself On Fire
By Stars
Release date: 08 March, 2005
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
western bound?
Yesterday morning I finally finished my application to Western. I got a warning that the application would be deleted if I didn't finish it by today, so I did the final push and worked out the rest of it. Less stressful than the first application, but still weird to do. This one is also for January, but they accept applications until November. It just seems like a much more reasonable, equal application process.
Honestly, the thought of moving to London, Ontario freaks the crap out of me. It's much more daunting than a move to Edmonton or even Japan because I don't know anyone there and I've got no setup. Sure, a few friends are in Toronto, but it isn't close enough to pop over for a visit when the weight of the world starts bearing down on me. As it sometimes does. But I suppose I will just worry about that if it comes down to it.
I also asked for a few more references for the UBC application to make sure I get in for next September at the least. The one librarian did a full interview with me and I felt like maybe she wasn't the best person to ask for a reference. It was more work than doing the application. But she does know people who have some clout in this program, so maybe it's worth the effort. Now if I could just get them to like me enough to squeeze me in January...
Currently listening:
Greetings From Michigan: The Great Lakes State
By Sufjan Stevens
Release date: 01 July, 2003
Honestly, the thought of moving to London, Ontario freaks the crap out of me. It's much more daunting than a move to Edmonton or even Japan because I don't know anyone there and I've got no setup. Sure, a few friends are in Toronto, but it isn't close enough to pop over for a visit when the weight of the world starts bearing down on me. As it sometimes does. But I suppose I will just worry about that if it comes down to it.
I also asked for a few more references for the UBC application to make sure I get in for next September at the least. The one librarian did a full interview with me and I felt like maybe she wasn't the best person to ask for a reference. It was more work than doing the application. But she does know people who have some clout in this program, so maybe it's worth the effort. Now if I could just get them to like me enough to squeeze me in January...
Currently listening:
Greetings From Michigan: The Great Lakes State
By Sufjan Stevens
Release date: 01 July, 2003
Friday, July 8, 2005
tomodachi
Current mood: surprisingly happy
Yesterday I gave my new friend a mixed tape. We had talked about what I listen to and it's sort of difficult to pin down what it is. So I said I'd make him a mixed tape and he could have a sampling. I felt very High Fidelity all of a sudden. I knew his birthday was around now, and figured I'd do it fast to make it seem like a birthday present. I made the tape and agonized over the poor state of my system because the volumes are all messed up and I couldn't get a consistent level. And my pre-amp on my turntable won't let me record at a normal volume. Sigh. But I handed over the tape and was pleasantly surprised that he knew a few of the bands, including a local band that he knew personally. Apparently that was a plus for me, as far as he was concerned; like I was legit.
So with all the goodwill going around, we went for drinks with a couple of other girls from the team. They kept ordering chicken wings until I asked how big the chickens must be to produce such small wings. But they ate the rest of the wings anyway, so it couldn't have been too traumatic. Sitting around eating pigmy chicken wings and drinking pitchers of beer on a patio of a tiny Greek restaurant, I realised that I was happy. I wasn't thinking about all the crappy stuff in my life and wasn't worrying about the regular stuff I worry about. It was just nice to be content.
We talked on the phone after he dropped me off. I was trying to convince him to stick around town today so I could take him out for his birthday, but he promised himself he'd go camping for his birthday this year and is stubborn enough to do it. So we made plans for tomorrow night instead. We talked about knowing we should be friends and it was almost at the same time, months ago. It's just nice to meet someone who is at the same place in his life as I am. We're both applying to grad schools with minimal success, both about the same age, both living in dark apartments, both generally unsure about what's going to happen the next few years. We were teasing each other about the other moving with whomever gets into grad school out of town so we can still be friends. And, for some reason, at that moment it seemed a reasonable pact.
Currently listening:
Where the Change Is [Bonus Tracks]
By Flashing Lights
Release date: 21 March, 2000
Yesterday I gave my new friend a mixed tape. We had talked about what I listen to and it's sort of difficult to pin down what it is. So I said I'd make him a mixed tape and he could have a sampling. I felt very High Fidelity all of a sudden. I knew his birthday was around now, and figured I'd do it fast to make it seem like a birthday present. I made the tape and agonized over the poor state of my system because the volumes are all messed up and I couldn't get a consistent level. And my pre-amp on my turntable won't let me record at a normal volume. Sigh. But I handed over the tape and was pleasantly surprised that he knew a few of the bands, including a local band that he knew personally. Apparently that was a plus for me, as far as he was concerned; like I was legit.
So with all the goodwill going around, we went for drinks with a couple of other girls from the team. They kept ordering chicken wings until I asked how big the chickens must be to produce such small wings. But they ate the rest of the wings anyway, so it couldn't have been too traumatic. Sitting around eating pigmy chicken wings and drinking pitchers of beer on a patio of a tiny Greek restaurant, I realised that I was happy. I wasn't thinking about all the crappy stuff in my life and wasn't worrying about the regular stuff I worry about. It was just nice to be content.
We talked on the phone after he dropped me off. I was trying to convince him to stick around town today so I could take him out for his birthday, but he promised himself he'd go camping for his birthday this year and is stubborn enough to do it. So we made plans for tomorrow night instead. We talked about knowing we should be friends and it was almost at the same time, months ago. It's just nice to meet someone who is at the same place in his life as I am. We're both applying to grad schools with minimal success, both about the same age, both living in dark apartments, both generally unsure about what's going to happen the next few years. We were teasing each other about the other moving with whomever gets into grad school out of town so we can still be friends. And, for some reason, at that moment it seemed a reasonable pact.
Currently listening:
Where the Change Is [Bonus Tracks]
By Flashing Lights
Release date: 21 March, 2000
Monday, July 4, 2005
from hell to helsinki
Current mood: thrilled
I just got some snail mail today. Last week I decided I needed a copy of The Melons' "From Hell To Helsinki" and, since my "friend" wouldn't send me his copy, I was forced to look elsewhere (actually, the link to Damaged Goods to buy it new, which was very nice of him to send me considering he instantly denied me his copy, even though we've been friends for a really, really long time and it was, like, our favourite song, but isn't his anymore; I mean, he doesn't even really like twee that much anymore; is it me? it's me, isn't it?). It was a surprisingly fast transaction. The package was sent from DG London last Tuesday and it was here today, holiday included. That's fast for regular, un-rushed mail. And it's gotten me all excited again about ordering music by mail order. I can't remember why I stopped. I love this 7". It's the best thing ever.
I just got some snail mail today. Last week I decided I needed a copy of The Melons' "From Hell To Helsinki" and, since my "friend" wouldn't send me his copy, I was forced to look elsewhere (actually, the link to Damaged Goods to buy it new, which was very nice of him to send me considering he instantly denied me his copy, even though we've been friends for a really, really long time and it was, like, our favourite song, but isn't his anymore; I mean, he doesn't even really like twee that much anymore; is it me? it's me, isn't it?). It was a surprisingly fast transaction. The package was sent from DG London last Tuesday and it was here today, holiday included. That's fast for regular, un-rushed mail. And it's gotten me all excited again about ordering music by mail order. I can't remember why I stopped. I love this 7". It's the best thing ever.
Sunday, July 3, 2005
hell is in the dust
Current mood: breathingly challenged
My sister came into town to convince me to start getting rid of crap that I've been too lazy to get rid of. I seem to require physical pushing to get me to do anything and we managed to get through only part of my living room and most of my bedroom. By doing all that moving/sorting, I guess I've unleashed some terrorist dustmites because we had some trouble breathing. So, after uncovering a humidifier from my years on the prairie, we plugged it in to try to dampen the airborn hell. Note to self: humidifiers in basements feel gross. Anita came up with the brilliant idea to get an air purifier.
So off we went to price out a few and see how much it would cost to not breathe dust with my air. We cruised the mall (why do malls always make me feel undead?) and, after checking a few places, settled on a Hepa configuration. It wound up being $28 cheaper than the posted price! But, to pay for the cheapness, it didn't come with instructions. So I have to go back to the suburbs to see if they'll steal an instruction booklet from one of the other ones.
It frightens me that I can already breathe easier. What the hell have I been breathing the three years I've lived here?
Currently listening:
In Case We Die
By Architecture in Helsinki
Release date: 12 April, 2005
My sister came into town to convince me to start getting rid of crap that I've been too lazy to get rid of. I seem to require physical pushing to get me to do anything and we managed to get through only part of my living room and most of my bedroom. By doing all that moving/sorting, I guess I've unleashed some terrorist dustmites because we had some trouble breathing. So, after uncovering a humidifier from my years on the prairie, we plugged it in to try to dampen the airborn hell. Note to self: humidifiers in basements feel gross. Anita came up with the brilliant idea to get an air purifier.
So off we went to price out a few and see how much it would cost to not breathe dust with my air. We cruised the mall (why do malls always make me feel undead?) and, after checking a few places, settled on a Hepa configuration. It wound up being $28 cheaper than the posted price! But, to pay for the cheapness, it didn't come with instructions. So I have to go back to the suburbs to see if they'll steal an instruction booklet from one of the other ones.
It frightens me that I can already breathe easier. What the hell have I been breathing the three years I've lived here?
Currently listening:
In Case We Die
By Architecture in Helsinki
Release date: 12 April, 2005
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