Friday, September 30, 2005

Must have gotten a weekend pass for good behavior!

So it's the last day of the month right, and it's bills bills bills.....

So I go to the bank to get my rent out, I hate paying with fucks me up and since I dont have a clue how to manage my money, if I payed by check, I'd just keep spending. IF i go to the bank, I see how much money i'm taking out and spending, and then I know how much money I have to "play" I am somewhat of an impulsive spender

Anyway, I go to the bank, and since it's 45 mintues before they close, it's somewhat dead. And instead of having those ropey things that make the line, the rope between the two poles was not up, so it was a VERY short line, wall to teller, not all around the ropes

Anyway, this woman comes rushing madly in behind me....and says "Hey, they took the ropes down, they changed the line then eh?" I knew she was talking to me, but I ignored her. Like I feel like talking to random people at the bank when i'm there to spend all my money on bills. That makes me grouchy...besides, the dirty woman in front of me, had a bug in her hair...and I was watching it. And NO, I didnt tell her....if she wants to be dirty, and attract bugs, thats her business.

Anyway, this woman behind me is there for about 2 minutes, and she charges in front of me, and picks the rope up and says, i'm just going to put this up. and she looks at me, and says "and then you go around the rope. It makes the line look less busy."

I just stand there....staring.....

She says again "And then YOU go around the rope. I walked into the bank and almost left, I thought it was really busy" To which I just stand there, and when I see that she's serious, I start to move, and say "Does it really matter???"

She looks at me like I'M the one who's insane here and says that it does.....I didnt really listen to her repsonse why, but it was something along the lines of "I come here everyday, and this is the usual way it is". I just said again "Does it REALLY matter??"

At which point she says "The line looked long, I almost left and didnt get my banking done you know" To which I respond "Hm. Tragic"

She says "You're pretty mouthy you know" And I say "Well MAYBE you shouldnt be so OBSESSIVE about the lines at the bank. Its a bank line...who cares."

She says "Obessive? I dont think that I am" And I say "Oh you are" And she says "what are you??? A PROFESSIONAL?" And i turn around completely to look her in the face and say "Ya, Actually I am"

She didnt say anything else after that. HAPPY FRIDAY EVERYONE!

Thursday, September 29, 2005

A Day in the life of Your Princess AND Happy HNT!!!

So, of course, since i've only slept 9 hours since monday, and seeing as now it's Thursday, I thought i'd give you a little insight into my day....if it can make me laugh, I'm hoping it can do the same for you.

I blah blah blah on the phone all night...there's somewhat of a "mior dispute" going on between two people in my life right now, and i'm directly stuck in the middle. Both sides are constantly insulting the other, and i'm stuck defending BOTH parties. is starting to wear on my LAST nerve, as i have been so stressed about it, I havent slept since Monday. They both know that i like to make everyone happy, and since their intentions conflict directly, I cant make them both happy, ONE of them has to lose, and one of them will be pissed off at me. So i'm trying to avoid this, and I go ALL night, back and forth between them, one phone call to the other......They BOTH want to be the person who gets to say good night to me...One has worked for that priveldge, and the other, who thinks that they can just take it....and is trying DESPERATELY to be that person at any cost.

So I get up, after countless hours of NOT sleeping, and not doing my readings, becuase lets face it after nights of sleepless struggle, my eyes are a little wonky, and I cant see all that straight. Forgive any typos....and I head to class.

Luckily the last couple of days havent been ALL that stressful lecture wise, calssroom movies have been a blessing in disguise this week as I have had to only HALF pay attention. I go to one of my sociology classes, and as the prof is lecturing on Durkheims Anomie theory, a man in a full chicken suit, comes barreling through the doors of the lecture hall, runs straight up the middle of 500 people, and out the door at the back. I dont know...when It comes to things like this, I dont ask questions.

I go to my next class.....Cultural anthropology......and being the absolute personable lovely that I am, have made a cute little 18 year old friend. So she's asking about how my week has been and how the debate of east and west canada is going. *these 2 people in my life that are making me want to join a convent*....and blah blah blah....shes all caught up. I'm ALSO telling her that another friend of mine has bought the first season of Fraggle Rock on DVD....and do you know what she says??? "Whats Fraggle Rock?"...To which I slap my hands over my face and respond "Oh my god, i'm so old"......

She doesnt know ANY of the good shows....and has NEVER heard of the Gummi Bears...poor girl.

At last class is over. I'm on my way home, and becuase I never BUY milk, when I do, I always forget to check the expiry I always end up getting milk that is 2 days away from the expiry is the case presently. I'm walking home from class, and I think to myself...Self, what am I going to do with all that milk?.....To which the voice in my head, the one Natalia refers to as "The BAD Self" says...Lets go home and make chocolate pudding in the blender.

Well....ALLOW ME TO INFORM CANNOT make chocolate pudding in the blender, and if you ever try to disprove this....PLEASE make sure the lid on your blender is closed.

I turn the blender on, and walk away, because with a hand mixer, it takes like 5 mintues, and I figure with a blender....Same time. So I take off for 5 mintues, except when I start to make my way back to the kitchen.....It's like something out of the funniest, and most horrifying "funniest home video's" youve ever seen.....

And becuase I was so tired....I sat down and cried.

Maybe this weekend will prove to be better.....but if it isnt, be asured, you will be the first to hear about it.

Amidst later recollection, I decided on adding this picture, EVERYONE needs a little love in their lives sometime...Happy HNT people....

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Ga-Jilli What???

Gajillipede....Only because they have a GAJILLION LEGS.

I'm laying in bed the other night, and i'm HALF asleep...I hear something that makes me open my eyes....and in my half state of consciousness, I THINK I see one of these crawling into the frame surrounding my window.

Now, my windows in my apartment were just replaced, so they are still open around the frame of the wall, and it's not very attractive looking, i'll tell you that much, but I'd rather have new windows, than old ones. So i wont complain....until now.

And of course, since i think i've SEEN one of these "common house centipedes" I cant generally go to sleep now can I???? So of course, I jump out of bed, turn my lights on, and rush around madly trying to find something to slam ontop of this thing....Of course, its not there.....and because I was half sleeping, I dont know if it was to begin with. That was 2 nights ago.

Last night, I'm laying in bed, trying to sleep, but I cant get the image of this thing out of my mind....I'd FREAK if I woke up one day to find one in my fucking bed....FREAK!!! So I'm laying there, keeping one eye on the window at all times. But nothing comes of it, and I go to sleep.

TONIGHT....if you are looking at the time this blog was posted, I started writing it at 4:57am.

I was up and all....trying to work some of my life out. I come out, because I know, of all people that are in the world, 5 of them will be awake and still on MSN. So, of course, I sign into MSN, and sure enough, there they are.....however I'm sitting here, talking about my night, when this little brown things runs across the floor by my feet. Of course, it's moving SO fast, it catches my eye, and I see what it is...And sure fucking enough, it's one of these Bad Boys...and of course, i'm like EWWW FUCKING HELL....

So I FLY out of my chair, as I know that it has run underneath my floor lamp and is just hiding out until the lights go when I pick up my lamp it takes off in all sorts of zig-zaggy directions, and I FREAK out, becuase if this thing touched me...i'd LOSE my mind. So I drop the lamp and grab the nearest kleenex box and start hitting.

For all of you who have tried to kill one of these already know.....but for those of you who havent...they're so god damn resiliant, that I nearly destroyed my kleenex box trying to off this thing.

Well I succeeded, and now I know that I wasnt imagining it the other night, I HOPE that it was the one that I saw....but rest assured. I'm going to get bug spray tomorrow, and insist my landlord finishes my windows first.....

Saturday, September 24, 2005

Midnight Ramblings.....

What is the definition of "right" that exists within the confines of a relationship? Everyone has their own definitions of what is acceptable, when it comes to relationships, and is it feasable to expect people to surrender their own specific freedoms when it comes to a mutual agreement on what is right?

Is it right that your significant other asks you to stop talking to someone that they dont like? Is there an expectation that you adhere to other people's definitions when it comes to relationships? I admit, to a certain extent there is....but where do you draw the line?

Obviosuly, when you are in a committed relationship, you are expected to give up certain freedoms that you had when you were random sex, no accepting random phone numbers, compromise.....however, what if your definition of a relationship, doesnt mix with your significant other's definition of a relationship? Are you doomed for failure.....

What if you fight all the time, because you cant "make it work"'re never on the same think one thing, and your significant other thinks something else? You argue about the same thing time and time again, and its an ongoing battle becuase neither of you is willing to completely surrender. If you're both stubborn, and are willing to commit yourself to a certain point, but arent sure if you can allow yourself to go the extra mile......does it matter how much you "work" on your issues?

What if you love someone so much, and cant imagine your life without them, but are unable to make the other happy, no matter how hard you try, it jsut never seems to be you settle, or do you move on? Isnt that what settling is? You accept your fate, regardless of how miserable you might be sometimes, and just hope that it works out for the best. When is the point of no return, when you realize that you deserve better.....

What if your significant other contradicts everything they say? What if in one sentence, they say one thing, and the next sentence they say something completely different....are you allowed to ask questions? Are you allowed to ask for clarification without the other person feeling like you're attacking them?

What if you pay so close attention, that the other finds it to be a downside of the relationship? What if you find these inconsistencies all the time? It's just a part of your nature, and it's not soemthing that you can infact really control. You just pay attention...are you expected to just give that up, and keep your mouth make the other person happy? What if you are condemmed for your are yelled at for your ability to point out contradictions.....Do you stay, or do you give up?

What if after a long term, you still feel, and openly admit, that you're not good at making the other matter HOW hard you try, you just cant seem to make it constantly feel that nothing you do is good enough, even if the other person never says so......

You try and you try.....and when what you swore to yourself that youd fix, it doesnt work......You're proud of the things that you've changed about yourself, and think that the next time the "issue" comes up, it will be okay....because you assume your significant other should be proud of you too....except they arent. They dont acknoweldge your changes, and continue the same way they did before you tried.....

Is it okay to be afraid, if you've had such a bad time, but continued to stay, and try some more....Is it justified to be afraid it just seems too good to be true? Are you justified in remaining defensive? Or do you jump.........and hope that the other person catches you, and keeps you from getting hurt again.

Is it impossible to agree on a mutual definition of what is "right" witin the confines of a relationship? Becasue sometimes, meeting half way, just doesnt work.....

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Once upon a time...

...when I was in Rez....first year, I was somewhat of a shit disturber....I'll admit it. I was up late, and always starting shit...just random shit. It was fun, but I was a LOAD of trouble.

If you can imagine that my residence looked sort of like a prison. LOL.....It wasnt a standard res, with halls where you really only got to know the people on your floor, mine was completely open in the middle, and had the doors all around it. Instead of getting to know only the 100 people on my floor, I got to know 400 that lived in the building.

One night, me and this girl that I hung out with all the time were leaning over the balcony, and the president of our rez, was sitting 4 floors below, on a couch directly below us. I looked over and said "Jeff's right there, go get a pitcher and fill it up with water". Within one minute, I was standing in the same place, pitcher in hand....and Jeff hadnt moved....I leaned over casually, and dumped the entire jug ontop of him, and by the time it hit him, we were already in this girls room, LAUGHING hysterically.....This of course spawned the BIGGEST water fight of the semester.

I wish I could have seen his face.....but in order to remain anonymous, I had to hide out, until the laughter subsided......what can I say, I caused a lot of shit in that place..and i'm surprised after all the times that I got written up, I was never kicked out.

Now, this isnt the ONLY time that I managed to get away with this sort of thing....And I was ALWAYS up had to be, because all the good stuff never happened until after 2am.

I also remember I was taking a specific history class about witchcraft and wicca, and their historical relationship *I had to, history was my minor*, I thought it would be an easy course, but since I was the only one taking it....I got a lot of slack over it....and one morning, after I had woken up, I come out to find that the entire rez had been littered with pictures of me, saying "wanna cast a spell, contact me, the local residence witchdoctor" and my room number. It took me a week to find all the ads, and rip them down. And of course, I vowed revenge on my friends.....

I managed to get them back in the same fashion that they had.....Not so flattering pictures existed of them in certain drunken states.....and within 2 days, these pictures were ALL over campus...not just residence....posted in good humor of course, but I cant imagine that they were happy about it. I think I spent 50 dollars in photocopying that week. And of course, upon later recollection, realized that if I had put as much effort into studying as I did on pulling pranks on everyone, I probably wouldnt have been kicked out of school....LOL

So...after the entire first semester of constantly "one upping" most of the people that I knew in "getting" one another....It was Christmas exams, and 3 quarters of the entire residence were up, at 3 am.....

I was awake, trying to catch up on all the reading that I neglected all semester, and I heard quite a bit of commotion out in the main area. And since I lived on the thrid floor, I had a pretty good view of the entire building. The only area I couldnt see, was the one floor directly above me. I noticed that there were at least 250 people sitting in the main area, which for 3am, was REALLY odd. Since I had been up that late often, I was used to it being fairly quiet. So this guy, Kevin, comes into my room and wants to talk to me about some Psych notes that he missed, and asked me to come downstairs to study with them. I walked out of my room, and when I SAW everyone sitting down there, my gut instinct told me that something was up....fucking gut instincts...ALWAYS listen to them...ALWAYS.

So people are talking to me but really quietly, and I said, on my good instincts, that I Was going to stay in my room, and study there. This one girl motioned that she couldnt hear me, and to lean over the balcony and say it again....and stupidly I did. Within ONE second of me leaning over the balcony, the guys in the room above mine, dumped a garbage can full of water on me.....and everyone, including me, fell over onto the floor in laughter.......I DIED laughing.....and took off back into my room to change.

HOWEVER, a girl that lived on the opposite side of the building, happened to come out of her room at that exact moment. She saw who did it, and I KNEW who it was, but would never have told on them, but she called the RA, and got these guys in shit. The RA runs out of her room, and sees everyone sitting down there, and comes over to my room, and walks in. She questions me about what happened, and I said "I dont know who it was, I swear, it came from above me, how could i know???" So she goes down into the main area, interrogates 250 people ONE AT A TIME, and of course, everyone said the same thing. Because when it comes to stuff like that, "no one knows anything".

She eventually gets this girl who ratted the guys out to come forward to the head of the residence and confess that she was an eye witness.....becuase something like that, could get you in a LOT of trouble.....And when she said who it was, she set the wheels in motion. All 4 of them got kicked out of residence. I fought it HARD...really hard. I didnt want them to leave, partly because I wanted to get them back, but also becuse they were my friends, and we had this ongoing battle for 4 months......these were the guys I drank with everynight, partied with, and stayed up late playing nintendo, taking pictures in cemetaries, and going to 7-11 at 5am for slurpees. I didnt want them to leave....

But they got kicked out, of rez, and 2 of them got kicked out of the university...and I never saw them again.....I miss those guys. They were good times......after that, in January, pranking wasnt the same, as they were often my greatest partners in crime. The people in charge of the rez were so mad about all the shit that I caused, they switched my room, and I got stuck behind a wall, so I couldnt see anything. AND they gave me a cerfew....LOL. I had to be in my room by midnight. It was either that, or find a new place to live.

To this day still, I cant lean out over a balcony if there's another one above me......

Friday, September 16, 2005

It may very well be penis envy....

Seeing as it's friday and all, lets make this as informal as possible shall we?

I'm taking a Sex class.'s about sex.....get over it already, we're all adults here. And it's detailed around human sexuality, in all varying degress of society, as it rightly should be.

We got into a MAJOR discussion about sex roles in society, and how back then, "then" being more or less a progressive term as women's lib is still advancing. We began to discuss how throughout the course of history, Penis = Power, and I have to admit...Its TRUE, I hate to say it, but it is, and it's starting to piss me off...but not how you're thinking. Women are outnumbering men in universities, and are relatively capable of obtaining the SAME jobs that men are...but are still uncapble of obtaining the same salary.

I, personally, am not bitching about this, I come from a family where women are VERY affluent, and often make MORE money than their male counterpart, so i've not been exposed really to my family is well above the functional definition of "working class"...but I digress....

And of course, aside from the whole "castration complex" that exists in the psychological world of Little girls childhood....we learn, at a young age, men play a more dominant role in society Dad's the boss, mom makes dinner....blah blah blah, as children we're horribly unaware of what's really going on. I know, It's sad, but true. Men appear to be more aggressive...they're more extroverted....they're just more out there....I dont know...This is just how I see it, and i'm pretty "out there" myself.....Men just seem to have more....Confidence I suppose is the word i'm looking for. And even if they DONT have it, it still seems like they do.

So i've come to a conclusion. I'd like to be a man...for ONE week....and I think a week would do because any long than that, a certain guy in my life, might being to question his sexuality....LOL

I'd like to know what it's like to NOT be lumped into a category of workers who are subject to the term "Glass Ceiling"....but I it inevitable....because of boobs? IS THAT really the distinguishing factor here?

I meant what I said....women's lib has come a LONG LONG LOOOOONG way over the past couple of decades...but women's lib always makes me scratch my head *this is where I get sort of pissy*......We FOUGHT horribly for equal rights, Bra burning protesters screaming about how inequality is holding the world back from progressing....And I agree....Women's lib IS a good thing....HOWEVER, if we fought SO hard to be treated as equals....why is it that women will STILL bitch when men dont hold the door for them? Buy them flowers? Pay for dinner? We FOUGHT to have men NOT do those things...and now, complaint after complaint?? Well, I'll never complain, but I suppose it's an inherent quality that comes from socialization that makes me always at least OFFER to pay for half....

I understand that some of you might think the word Chivalry comes into play here, gentlemanly, kind acts of consideration.....and it really does. Some guys, hey...they're just really nice. And like to do generous this guy in my life does.

He would SPOIL me if I let him...but I often refuse to let him do so....Infact, I have only ever ONCE...I think once, MAYBE twice asked him to help me with it then turns out to be a major point of argument. He likes to do things for me....i've just got a very hard time letting him....I've grown up knowing, and practising severe independance from outside sources....I like to do things myself, and it's not a control issue, I've just usually had to do things on my own....there wasnt a great deal of Love and Support in my family.....I never heard my parents say that they were proud of me....or that they love you internalize this, and realize that If you're not going to do it for yourself...dont expect anyone else to do it for you.

And I LAUGH at the women who really have the "damsel in distress" act downpat....because it's THOSE women, At least i've found, that are the ones bitching in one sentence, how they dont make as much money as their boyfriend/husband...and then, in the next breath, gloat about all the fabulous presents/jewelry/vacations this man treats her to, or about how she had a latte in one had and a book in the other, and not ONE man jumped up to open the door for her.

I think womens lib was VERY beneficial, in helping women attain many aspects of cultural norms that we had very often been left out of.....But then of course, my point remains....If we fight so hard for equality....dont scream when you dont get flowers "just because"...guys dont generally BUY other guys flowers...just because. And if you fight to get treated like "one of the guys" dont bitch when it happens.

I'm going to crawl into bed, and curl up with my text books....It's dreary outside....I dont like weather that can be defined as means winter is coming.....And SO much for keeping this post informal.

Thursday, September 15, 2005

Computers are evil....

Fuck it, I deleted it...before I get in trouble.....

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

You wont even believe it, because I dont.....

So I was just standing out on my balcony, because it's hotter than HELL in here....and I was watching the world go by, insteard of doing my readings....

This black Car pulls up outside of my building and the windows were down....This Guy, is in his car, JERKING OFF. NO JOKE....HE was jerking off...and by the looks of it, he was REALLY enjoying himself. I'm only on the 3rd floor so i'm not that high from the street, and believe me when I tell you that I had a perfect view...I HAD a perfect view.

Okay....Yes, I couldnt help myself....I just stood there, staring...jaw on the floor...becuse it's not everyday that you see that. And he was there about 3 minutes, finished I guess, and drove off.

I picked my jaw up off the balcony and came in here to tell you all about it. Fucking CRAZY city.....and yes, i'm disgusting for watching, i'll admit it....but It was WORSE than the worst car crash you'd ever seen. Ususally I NEVER look at car accidents, becuse if someone I loved was being zipped up in a body bag on the side of the road, I wouldnt want the world to stop and stare.....but This...this random guy jerking off....I couldnt help it. LOL

Sunday, September 11, 2005

100 things about me

Oh my's REALLY 100 things about me....

1. I'm by all intents and purposes a TRUE Scorpio
2. When I was 3 I shit on the sidewalk because my neighbor did. I thought it was okay to do it, but I got in a LOT of trouble
3. I used to eat rocks as a child
4. I have never liked milk
5. I have not eaten red meat or pork since September 1991
6. I have never eaten a donut, egg, ham or brussel sprout...and I have never had a cup of coffee
7. All my family members b-days either fall on the 5th or the 14th of different months
8. I'm allergic to red food dye, vanilla and feathers
9. The first move I ever cried in was Braveheart, and have only cried in 5 movies since then
10. I have watched my favorite movie more than 200 times
11. I wrote a post card to "Post Secret", but instead of mailing it there, I sent it to the person it was about
12. I have a hard time admitting i'm wrong, even when I know I am
13. I want to get married and have a family
14. When my grandfather was alive, he burnt me accidentally with a cigarette. I love the scar it left, becuase it reminds me of him
15. This is the first time I have ever lived alone
16. I rarely feel guilty for what I have done...but i'm working on it
17. I complain about other people all the time
18. Opera singers voices are so powerful and beautiful, they bring tears to my eyes
19. I am generally a nice person, but when i'm mean, i'm horrible
20. I will argue my point even if it's not worth it
21. I know the mistakes i've made, but it hurts to admit them, because sometimes I cant believe how mean I am to the people I love.
22. I forgave the 3 people in my life who hurt me the most, and for the first time, I was free from what they did to me.
23. I still dont know what I want to do with my life
24. I have very low self esteem
25. I was in a very toxic relationship for 8 years where I learned that everyone is out to get me, i'm currently trying to forget this
26. While I was in this relationship, I could never be myself because I knew he wouldnt accept me, and because of that, I almost lost all of my friends.
27. I had sex at Old Navy....and a major department store...more than once
28. I like to be in control
29. I have never slept with a "blankie" or stuffed animal
30. I am afraid to show weakness around other people
31. I love my friends more than anything
32. I am extremely protective
33. I hate team sports
34. I never had to work a day in my life. My first job was at the age of 23, and i've only had one job since that, but love working
35. The first car I drove was a Lexus, the second, a BMW
36. I do not get jealous easily
37. I LOVE spending money
38. I hate mushrooms and Cilantro
39. Once in highschool...I gave some guy a black eye, and made him piss blood becuase I was SICK of him CONSTANTLY provoking me, and his friend just stood there and watched.
40. I was kicked out of University first year, and worked my ass off to get back in the following semester
41. I can tell you many things about yourself just by knowing what your favorite cereal is
42. I believe that people are inherently good, but am consistently being let down by them
43. I hate it when people lie to me....
44....and I can usually catch them doing it
45. I pay very close attention to everything, and use the details I remember to help me win arguments
46. I'm nasty when I fight, and sometimes even surprise myself at how low I can get.
47. I have a short temper...but a lot of patience
48. If I change the channel, I forget what I was just watching. But I can tell you exactly where I was 10 years ago and what I was doing.
49. I firmly believe "If you screw me once, it's your fault, if you screw me again, it's my fault"
50. I NEVER gave anyone a second chance until I met Micheal...
51. I gave up way too easily at many relationships and hurt a lot of people beause I was afraid of not being accepted
52. I always think I forgot to lock my place or my car, and always go back to check.
53. When I go to the movies, I think people have licked the straws and put them back. So I always throw the first 10 or so away and take the last one.
54. I love going out with my friends, but before I do, am usually anxious about running into someone from higschool who made my life hell
55. I think smoking pot is disgusting
56. I had to have surgery on my ankle becuase I broke it so many times
57. My very best friend died under "questionable circumstances"
58. I have told my parents they are assholes, when they were too selfish to make the right decision, in regards to their own friends
59. My dad used to hit me so much as a child that my sister used to sit in her room and wish that he'd hit her for a change.
60. I had a pet tarantula, and i'd like another one
61. I hate guns
62. I lived in the states for one year, and doing so made me appreciate the Health Care system in Ontario
63. I am extremely selfless
64. I am suspicious of at least half the people I meet
65. When I am driving, I often wonder where all the other drivers are going
66. My curly hair is a pain in my ass....
67. I love swearing, it makes me feel powerful
68. I have 2 gorgeous amazing neices
69. If anything gets in my drink, it makes me gag, and I call them "Floaties"
70. I like reading bedtime stories to my boyfriend
71. I love to cook
72. I generally dont "like" other people
73. If i'm doing something that annoys someone I dont know, I wont stop, regardless of how many times they glare at me
74. I wish I had more friends that werent white
75. I can never get a tattoo becuse of my red dye allergy
76. I am great at making plans for myself, but horrible at sticking to them
77. When I worked with families at the YWCA, one family that I knew really well, 3 out of their 4 children burned to death in a house fire, and I still miss those kids a lot
78. Sometimes when opportunity knocks, I am too lazy to answer the door
79. I think Richard Nixon and Ronald REgan were bad presidents, but they still make me laugh at what they thought they could get away with
80. I'm obsessed with faith healers and Scientology because I cant figure out why people go to them
81. I think people who buy Diet Pills are funny, because they're looking for a magic pill
82. If I find a piece of clothing I love, I will go back and buy it in another color
83. I have never left North America, but have travelled coast to coast in Canada, and half the US.
84. I think African American skin is gorgeous
85. I dont wear make up and have no clue how to put it on
86. I will spend 30$ on face wash that really works becuse you cant put a price on your skin
87. Everyone in my family either owns, or has owned their own business
88. My friends joke around about my family being Mafia, and sometimes, I think they might be right
89. I HATE the words Pud, Scrotum and moist
90. Talking about "Bears in Politics" makes me very angry
91. I have no will power
92. I eat when i'm bored
93. I love the book "Superfudge"
94. The "Psychadelic Furs" hurt my feelings becuase they remind me of someone I knew that died
95. I NEVER want to be famous
96. I'm a professional crisis worker, mental health worker, and greif counsellor, and i'm very good at it
97. I think mullets are funny
98. My Favorite boardgame is "Clue"
99. I'm afraid half of the things I want to see in the world will be bombed before I get the chance to see them
100. I'm a lot farther from where I thought i'd be at 27, but i've done a lot in my life, and all the detours that i've taken have been well worth the journey

Saturday, September 10, 2005

Count your blessings you dont live where I do....

As luck would have it, it's friday night, and i find myself living in the apartment inbwetween 2, not 1 but 2 dreaded neighbors...One one side, I have 2 18 year old boys....that have their friends over, screaming all night...Not too bad...I mean I was 18 once, I remember...HOWEVER on the other side, I have 3 MORE 18 year old boys....and they find it amusing to scream back and forth to eachother balcony to balcony....all night long.

Ugh....Serenity now...serenity now....serenity now....

Thursday, September 08, 2005

A little sacriligious fun for those i'll meet in hell

My place is ALL done, my Messneger works, and my first class is in 2 hours. Now, all I have to do is get something in my fridge BESIDES a case of water, and i'm golden.

I wanted to share this with all of you. Its fun, but it is SURE to offend those of you out there who love jesus. If you Love the lord....dont even bother with this....

Have Fun Here All you have to do is click and drag......

See you all in hell!

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

No Messenger and Dirty Apartments make Princess go crazy...

I havent forgotton you...i still love all of you...I've just moved to another city, and my time has been dedicated to setting up my apartment.

My place is a disaster. BUT of course, since I lived here a few years ago, I have friends in the city, who came over last night...and I got NOTHING done...but I did manage to kick some boxes out of the way, so it wasnt such a maze in here.

AND i'm on my new laptop...which, I'm stealing someone else's internet wireless connection. LOL! Although, it says my firewalls have prevented me from using messnger. Does anyone out there know how to fix that??? No messenger is my worst nightmare!!!

I promise I will start blogging again ASAP...or whenever my apartment is clean..whatever comes first. Tomorrow is my frist day of classes....LOL. Going back to uni at 27...when everyone else is 17. THIS should be fun!

Wish me luck...and if you have the answer to my MSN question, let me know!

Monday, September 05, 2005

...Oh ya...speaking of the dentist...

...mine was out of town, and I needed to get in for an appointment, I chipped my tooth some time ago, but my benefits didnt kick in until September 1st. And, being the procrastinator that I am, waited to make the appointment, until September 1st.

Luckily, my dentist, who's been my dentist since my first tooth errupted, just joined partnership with a NEW dentist, who's undeniably hot, and takes the overflow patients when my dentiest is out of town. So for waiting until the last minute, I was able to get in on an emergent technicality! LOL.

So I get to the dentist, and with it being friday, and living under 15 minutes from Niagara falls NY, traffic is JAMMED, headed in the direction of my dentist. But after swearing, and maneuvering my car in and out of the traffic lanes, I manage to make it to my dentist in 45 minutes, when it should only take 15.

So I get there, and thankfully, Dr. Drill *you'll come to appreciate this nick name shortly* is running late. When I get settled in that gigantic dental chair, he comes in a few minutes later, and gets to work.

He puts the chair back, and I dont know, maybe he loves machines...or he thinks he's funny, becuase he put the chair back SO FAR, my hair was touching the floor. Now, my hair isnt that long, maybe 3 inches or so past my shoulders...And it's curly, which makes it shorter still. My head, was paralled with Dr. Drill's shins, and I looked at him and said "I FEEL like i'm upside down!!!" His response "you look like you're upside down...let me see if I can figure out how to work this chair better" *UGH....shouldnt he know how to do that already???*

So we get underway, and he says that because my tooth was chipped, there was a little bit of a cavity forming, a "tiny one" he assured me, which I believe becuase my tooth was only chipped a short time, I cant imagine how big it would have gotten in a couple of weeks *I generally get these things fixed pronto, but no benefits...until September 1 remember?*

IF he had read my chart, he would have known that I require 2 shots of anasthetic, becuase my body metabolizes it VERY quickly, and the freezing from 2 shots of anasthetic is gone within an hour to an hour and a half tops. So when my dentist freezes me to do any work, he has to do it immediately, becuase the window to do work where i'm frozen is VERY limited. Dr. Drill, doesnt know this, he gives me one shot, and leaves...FOR TEN MINUTES. When he comes back to start, I'm almost completely unfrozen. Which is when he starts to drill.

Now, i'm NOT afraid of the dentist at all, but when he started on my teeth, I cant tell you the pain that exists with no freezing. And after about 3 minutes, the assistant looks at me and says, "are you okay???" To which I reply "I can feel EVERYTHING", and then I start to laugh, which I OFTEN do when i'm in a great deal of pain, it's my defense mechanism.

Dr. Drill says, " least you have a sense of humor about can just "white knuckle" it through the rest, we're just about done with the bad part, and if you can make it through this, think of all the money you'll save on anasthetic"...and then he laughed.

Okay, the worst is over...He has these cotton things in my mouth, that sort of looked like tampons, to absorb the spit in my mouth, becuase the assistant in there, didnt ONCE think to do that with her little vacccuum...and let me tell you, The taste of blood, is sickening. So he's got this little cotton thing in my mouth, and after a couple of minutes he pulls it out, and i feel something drip onto my cheekbone...GROSS, but he never said anything, so I think maybe I imagined it...i dont know.

He puts the second cottony thing in my mouth and after a couple of minutes, pulls that one out too....and what happens next takes a matter of 10 seconds to play out. He pulls the thing out of my mouth, and as I'm looking up, I see his eyes dart to the floor, and his head swivel around questioning, while he looks on the floor. As his eyebrows furrow together, and he looks more confused that anyone i've EVER seen, I say "It hit me on the face" And then I burst out laughing. I'm HORRIFIED at this point, becuase it's got blood and spit, and whatever else in it, and it hit me on the cheekbone. VOMIT right? Dr. Drill didnt feel the need to apologize for that...

We're just about done, they cleaned up my face, and he's using that double ended hook to do something in there....And as he's flipping the hook around in his hand to use the other end, The Hook that was JUST in my mouth, CATCHES MY LIP. He caught my lip with that DIRTY DISGUSTING HOOK that he was just picking the inside of my tooth with. My eyes probably bugged out of my head at that point, because he was like....UHHH...what did I just do???

At the beginning of the appointment, he placed this rubber wedge inside of my teeth, the keep my jaw propped open, and as the appointment ended, he pulled it out, and because his assistant didnt vaccuum the spit out of my mouth ONCE, it was all underneath that of course, when he pulled it out, all of the blood and spit that was in my mouth, was now all over my chin.
And all I could say was "EWWWWWWWWWWW...that's SICK!!" "to which he responded...."Oh Ya...let us get that for you"...

He thanked me for coming, and when I stood up, he MUST have been 3 inches shorter than me....he looked up at me as he was talking, and stopped and said "woah" I'm ONLY 5'9....he couldnt have been taller than 5'6, maybe 5.5 and a half.

I got out of there immediately...and let me be a cautionary tale...if you find a dentist you love, stick with him, until he's dead....or retires.

Friday, September 02, 2005

Michael're my HERO!

MICHAEL MOORE'S LETTER TO BUSH: No matter what you think of Michael Moore, this letter is absolutely brilliant. I promise, this is going to be my last political post for a while. I cant keep up with the idiocy of the Bush administration....if I tried, i'd post 13 times a day!

Dear Mr. Bush:

Any idea where all our helicopters are? It's Day 5 of Hurricane Katrina and thousands remain stranded in New Orleans and need to be airlifted. Where on earth could you have misplaced all our military choppers? Do you need help finding them? I once lost my car in a Sears parking lot. Man, was that a drag.

Also, any idea where all our national guard soldiers are? We could really use them right now for the type of thing they signed up to do like helping with national disasters. How come they weren't there to begin with?

Last Thursday I was in south Florida and sat outside while the eye of Hurricane Katrina passed over my head. It was only a Category 1 then but it was pretty nasty. Eleven people died and, as of today, there were still homes without power. That night the weatherman said this storm was on its way to New Orleans. That was Thursday! Did anybody tell you? I know you didn't want to interrupt your vacation and I know how you don't like to get bad news. Plus, you had fundraisers to go to and mothers of dead soldiers to ignore and smear. You sure showed her!

I especially like how, the day after the hurricane, instead of flying to Louisiana, you flew to San Diego to party with your business peeps. Don't let people criticize you for this -- after all, the hurricane was over and what the heck could you do, put your finger in the dike? And don't listen to those who, in the coming days, will reveal how you specifically reduced the Army Corps of Engineers' budget for New Orleans this summer for the third year in a row. You just tell them that even if you hadn't cut the money to fix those levees, there weren't going to be any Army engineers to fix them anyway because you had a much more important construction job for them -- BUILDING DEMOCRACY IN IRAQ!

On Day 3, when you finally left your vacation home, I have to say I was moved by how you had your Air Force One pilot descend from the clouds as you flew over New Orleans so you could catch a quick look of the disaster. Hey, I know you couldn't stop and grab a bullhorn and stand on some rubble and act like a commander in chief. Been there done that.

There will be those who will try to politicize this tragedy and try to use it against you. Just have your people keep pointing that out. Respond to nothing. Even those pesky scientists who predicted this would happen because the water in the Gulf of Mexico is getting hotter and hotter making a storm like this inevitable. Ignore them and all their global warming Chicken Littles. There is nothing unusual about a hurricane that was so wide it would be like having one F-4 tornado that stretched from New York to Cleveland.

No, Mr. Bush, you just stay the course. It's not your fault that 30 percent of New Orleans lives in poverty or that tens of thousands had no transportation to get out of town. C'mon, they're black! I mean, it's not like this happened to Kennebunkport. Can you imagine leaving white people on their roofs for five days? Don't make me laugh! Race has nothing -- NOTHING -- to do with this!

You hang in there, Mr. Bush. Just try to find a few of our Army helicopters and send them there. Pretend the people of New Orleans and the Gulf Coast are near Tikrit.

Michael Moore

P.S. That annoying mother, Cindy Sheehan, is no longer at your ranch. She and dozens of other relatives of the Iraqi War dead are now driving across the country, stopping in many cities along the way. Maybe you can catch up with them before they get to DC on September 21st.

Thursday, September 01, 2005

Arent Politics FUN???

*These opinions are TOTALLY my own, feel free to start a healthy debate about them...dont scream at me and tell me i'm wrong...and play nice in the comment section. Although i DO have to say....if you are American, and over 18, and did NOT vote in the last election, I'm not really all that interested in hearing you complain about how much you hate your current president.

With September 11th less than 2 weeks away, Fahrenheit 9/11 has been all over the movie network. When it was on today, it got me thinking about that fateful day 4 years ago...

I wondered how it compared to other significant moments in histroy.....JFK shooting, The Moon landing, Hiroshima, Pearl Harbor....And all I could think of was September 11, 2001, I was working at the YWCA of St. Catharines, as a program coordinator, placing troubled kids in to programs to keep them out of shit....and I was going to my first home visit of the day. I was in my car, and called the office to tell them to turn the radio on because America was under terrorist attack. The entire day went by in a blur, and that night, I sat with my best friend at the time, he wrapped his arms around me, and held onto me really tight. While he snuggled me, he promised me that he wouldnt let terrorists get me. We were both in tears watching the news...unable to believe what we were watching.

Does everyone else remember where they were? As clearly as I do....or is it something you'd rather forget?

After watching Fahrenhiet 9/11 today, I wondered about the last election....I was living in western MA for the past year, but of course, couldnt vote. I watched the results come in....and was horrified that Bush...won again. Actually, He didnt REALLLY win the first time did he???

You know SPEAKING of his first term in office, after 8 months, his popularity dropped from 53% to under 45%...How did this man get RE-Elected? Becuase he attacked a soverign nation, that did nothing but have a large reserve of oil underneath it? Because he spent MORE time vacationing and working on his golf swing, than he did protecting the country?

I dont know. It all seems a little fishy to me. Who thinks that there's another world war coming? And doesnt anyone find it a little odd, that Bush will give press conferences in regardes to the current damage from the hurricane? Granted, it IS a tragedy, and I feel REALLY bad for all of those people who've lost everything, but isnt it ALSO a tragedy that heaps of people have been killed in Iraq, for a war, that didnt ever need to happen?

What about Cindy Sheehan? Didnt she deserve to be heard? Bush too busy to talk to the mother of a 24 year old boy, who died, protecting his country? This is Bush's War!!! Isnt it fair that he thank Cindy Sheehan, and offer his condolence for the son she lost fighting this oil-soaked war? Oh NO...OF COURSE IT ISNT, why would we EVER think Tha'ts important??? LOL!...he's too busy...being on vacation again! Fishing...Napping....having lunch, while people camped outside of his house just to talk to him about peace....PEACE! I suppose, that in order to secure a meeting with the current president, you have to prove that you are in possession of weapons of mass destruction, and are willing to use them.

...I understand that politics are generally a VERY controversial subject....I know that. But I couldnt let it go....As much as you might hate Michael Moore *you crazy republicans*'s a really good movie, that raises a lot of GOOD questions. And, of course, being a girl, I LOVE answers. There just dont seem to be many out there......