Current mood:ponderous
I realised today that the Louis Comfort Tiffany exhibit is finishing at the Seattle Art Museum on Tuesday. This is a problem. I really, really want to see that exhibit, but it's, like, a bad weekend to do a last minute trip to the US. I mean, I have my passport so that's not the problem. And I still have some US cash lying around. I even have the time. But... it's just sort of crazy to decide to do a solo daytrip to Seattle on the spur of the moment, isn't it?
Wait. Did I say crazy?
My friend lived in Arizona for a while and said that, around New Years, there was a lot of random gunfire because people like shooting guns at New Years. I've got the teeniest suspicion that Seattle could be the same. You know, it's like another world...
Is it even possible to do a daytrip to Seattle on the bus?
Currently watching:
The Kids in the Hall - Complete Season 1 (1989-1990)
Release date: 27 April, 2004
Saturday, December 31, 2005
Friday, December 30, 2005
hairy situation
Current mood:somewhat bored
There's this woman at work who may or may not have gotten a hair transplant. Like, before Christmas there was significantly less hair than there is today. My friend said it's just permed, but perms don't give you twice as much hair, do they? How does one go about confirming whether someone got a hair transplant or just a wig?
Why do I care? I have no idea.
You're right. It's none of my business. Note to self: be less concerned with others.
Have you see The Little Buzzers Podcast? So cute! Seriously. Up there with Teen Girl Squad. And I'm not just saying that because one looks extremely phallic.
By the way, you look sooo makey-outy.
Currently reading:
The Hip Handbag Book: 25 Easy to Make Totes, Purses and Bags
By Sherri Haab
Release date: 15 September, 2004
There's this woman at work who may or may not have gotten a hair transplant. Like, before Christmas there was significantly less hair than there is today. My friend said it's just permed, but perms don't give you twice as much hair, do they? How does one go about confirming whether someone got a hair transplant or just a wig?
Why do I care? I have no idea.
You're right. It's none of my business. Note to self: be less concerned with others.
Have you see The Little Buzzers Podcast? So cute! Seriously. Up there with Teen Girl Squad. And I'm not just saying that because one looks extremely phallic.
By the way, you look sooo makey-outy.
Currently reading:
The Hip Handbag Book: 25 Easy to Make Totes, Purses and Bags
By Sherri Haab
Release date: 15 September, 2004
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
poor planning
Current mood: remorseful
Boxing week sale at Scratch, and I already spent my Christmas money. Damn. Life is unfair.
Currently listening:
Our Thickness
By Russian Futurists
Release date: 03 May, 2005
Boxing week sale at Scratch, and I already spent my Christmas money. Damn. Life is unfair.
Currently listening:
Our Thickness
By Russian Futurists
Release date: 03 May, 2005
Monday, December 26, 2005
whew, it's over
Current mood: relieved/somewhat let down
Just back from my parents' house this afternoon. Visiting is hard work.
It's distressing to see what's happened to my hometown. All these enormous apartment complexes are popping up along the beaches and throughout town. They're all pretty ugly and poorly made. And cost almost as much as an apartment in Vancouver. Seriously. Progress isn't necessarily a good thing, and 8 storey apartments in a town where you aren't supposed to build over 3 or 4 (the firetrucks can't reach above 3 storeys) is obviously greedy. It would be easier to see the town fall apart if I didn't know that people on town council are getting paid off to give permits to their buddies to build and then getting further kickbacks when the projects are finished. But, alas; this is progress.
I also have a feeling that my parents' neighbours are the friends of a new friend who mentioned having friends there. What are the odds? I've never seen them and I'm not positive, but from the info gleaned from my parents it seems plausible.
I saw some guys from high school and was pleased that the one still does cheek kisses when greeting girls. I wish I could say it's just because it's me, but it's cultural; he's Portuguese. I do wish more people would double cheek kiss. When I lived in Japan and hung out with the Brazilians, it was awesome to meet new people because they would all cheek kiss and you'd instantly feel more comfortable and familiar. And the same during my French homestay. Maybe it's time to adopt it daily. Everyone likes being kissed, don't they?
Currently watching:
It's All Gone Pete Tong
Release date: 20 September, 2005
Just back from my parents' house this afternoon. Visiting is hard work.
It's distressing to see what's happened to my hometown. All these enormous apartment complexes are popping up along the beaches and throughout town. They're all pretty ugly and poorly made. And cost almost as much as an apartment in Vancouver. Seriously. Progress isn't necessarily a good thing, and 8 storey apartments in a town where you aren't supposed to build over 3 or 4 (the firetrucks can't reach above 3 storeys) is obviously greedy. It would be easier to see the town fall apart if I didn't know that people on town council are getting paid off to give permits to their buddies to build and then getting further kickbacks when the projects are finished. But, alas; this is progress.
I also have a feeling that my parents' neighbours are the friends of a new friend who mentioned having friends there. What are the odds? I've never seen them and I'm not positive, but from the info gleaned from my parents it seems plausible.
I saw some guys from high school and was pleased that the one still does cheek kisses when greeting girls. I wish I could say it's just because it's me, but it's cultural; he's Portuguese. I do wish more people would double cheek kiss. When I lived in Japan and hung out with the Brazilians, it was awesome to meet new people because they would all cheek kiss and you'd instantly feel more comfortable and familiar. And the same during my French homestay. Maybe it's time to adopt it daily. Everyone likes being kissed, don't they?
Currently watching:
It's All Gone Pete Tong
Release date: 20 September, 2005
give us a break, give us a break
I listened to "Teenland" today and, holy crap, I love that song. My friend Geraldine can do that dance, including the squat, and I'm amazed every time. If I could find someone nearby who could do that... well, that would just be dope. Dear Northern Pikes: please get on that bandwagon that Honeymoon Suite, Glass Tiger, Loverboy, April Wine, etc. have jumped on and fuckin' tour already.
Also, I bought lilac coloured Dragons today and I'm worried I look like a sissy.
Also, I bought lilac coloured Dragons today and I'm worried I look like a sissy.
Thursday, December 22, 2005
job offer
Current mood:tired on a sugar high
I still have presents to buy and no time to do it. Anyone want to be a personal shopper for me? I will treat you badly and require you to buy the gifts with your own money, after which I will take the gifts and promise to "pay you back later." I reserve the right to come back later and confront you on why you bought a certain thing because I obviously wouldn't buy something so tacky/expensive/nice/etc. for that particular person and you should know that. Additionally, I expect them to be wrapped in paper that I would like, but you have to intrinsically know what I would like because I don't have the time to tell you. They should be wrapped well but not too well because I want the receivers to think I wrapped them and, while I'm an excellent wrapper, I tend to get lazy during the holidays, so you must, on your own, figure out how well I could wrap while being lazy and do that. If you don't you will have to re-wrap until it looks right. For this simple task I would pay you in minty chocolate and brandy beans. Tempting?
Currently reading:
The Secret Mulroney Tapes: Unguarded Confessions of a Prime Minister
By Peter C. Newman
Release date: 12 September, 2005
I still have presents to buy and no time to do it. Anyone want to be a personal shopper for me? I will treat you badly and require you to buy the gifts with your own money, after which I will take the gifts and promise to "pay you back later." I reserve the right to come back later and confront you on why you bought a certain thing because I obviously wouldn't buy something so tacky/expensive/nice/etc. for that particular person and you should know that. Additionally, I expect them to be wrapped in paper that I would like, but you have to intrinsically know what I would like because I don't have the time to tell you. They should be wrapped well but not too well because I want the receivers to think I wrapped them and, while I'm an excellent wrapper, I tend to get lazy during the holidays, so you must, on your own, figure out how well I could wrap while being lazy and do that. If you don't you will have to re-wrap until it looks right. For this simple task I would pay you in minty chocolate and brandy beans. Tempting?
Currently reading:
The Secret Mulroney Tapes: Unguarded Confessions of a Prime Minister
By Peter C. Newman
Release date: 12 September, 2005
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
tipsy
Current mood: how many drinks was that?
Tonight I went out with my best friend from high school. We haven't hung out much since I moved back to Vancouver and it was something I felt bad about, but didn't do too much to remedy. She sent a Christmas card and I called to see if she wanted to meet up for dinner or something to catch up. It was awkward at first, but by the time we went for drinks it had gotten significantly easier and we discovered that we're going through a lot of the same stuff.
It got me wondering if it's the age in general that makes people sort of introspective about stuff or if, because of our similar childhood, we are following a specific path set out based on our shared experiences and circumstances that scarred us.
What I appreciate most about encounters like this is that it isn't that hard to fall into a level of comfort with certain people. Like, I've known her since kindergarten, and we should be completely different and there is no reason why we should get along, but we can fall back into friendship with very little effort. I wish it were so easy with everyone.
Whenever people tell me I shouldn't bother with Christmas cards (since they sorta stress me out generally), I think of these times when I can reconnect with someone with such a small, simple gesture. It puts me into the holiday mood so much more than the decorations or Christmas music. That and generous pints of beer.
Did I mention I slipped on wet tile at the Skytrain, causing blood to flow from my hand? Crap.
Currently listening:
Girls Can Tell
By Spoon
Release date: 20 February, 2001
Tonight I went out with my best friend from high school. We haven't hung out much since I moved back to Vancouver and it was something I felt bad about, but didn't do too much to remedy. She sent a Christmas card and I called to see if she wanted to meet up for dinner or something to catch up. It was awkward at first, but by the time we went for drinks it had gotten significantly easier and we discovered that we're going through a lot of the same stuff.
It got me wondering if it's the age in general that makes people sort of introspective about stuff or if, because of our similar childhood, we are following a specific path set out based on our shared experiences and circumstances that scarred us.
What I appreciate most about encounters like this is that it isn't that hard to fall into a level of comfort with certain people. Like, I've known her since kindergarten, and we should be completely different and there is no reason why we should get along, but we can fall back into friendship with very little effort. I wish it were so easy with everyone.
Whenever people tell me I shouldn't bother with Christmas cards (since they sorta stress me out generally), I think of these times when I can reconnect with someone with such a small, simple gesture. It puts me into the holiday mood so much more than the decorations or Christmas music. That and generous pints of beer.
Did I mention I slipped on wet tile at the Skytrain, causing blood to flow from my hand? Crap.
Currently listening:
Girls Can Tell
By Spoon
Release date: 20 February, 2001
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