tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56083702011-04-21T16:43:35.703-04:00The moon is nothing but a circumambulating aphrodisiac, divinely subsidized to provoke the world into a rising birth rate. ~ Christopher FryAlexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.comBlogger5921100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-41633569259160033442008-06-11T17:14:00.002-04:002008-06-11T17:15:39.160-04:00

Why it is that on June the 11th I can still see my breath in the air when I leave the apartment in the morning?One of these days Vancouver... Wham! Bam! Straight to the moon!

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-89449993345170276392008-06-09T18:13:00.002-04:002008-06-09T18:22:25.225-04:00

Yesterday I had lunch in the same restaurant as this person, (she did not really look like an alien), watched a triathlon from the sidelines, and learned how to properly drink whiskey so that it doesn't burn your mouth.When we show you around Vancouver, we pull out all the stops.

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-3837476888588195822008-06-05T12:50:00.003-04:002008-06-09T18:24:13.200-04:00

Hello Internet! I have been busy. Sick and busy. Sick because I’ve been busy – you know how it goes. And I have been neglectful. Oh my goodness where did May go? But enough! This is my website until I get around to building myself a new one, and I feel like telling a story if you feel like reading one. I don’t know why I’m thinking about this. Possibly because I’ve been stalking dooce’s

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-17270145437205487762008-04-17T21:06:00.003-04:002008-04-17T21:09:04.730-04:00

TM: Oh spilly AH, you spill everything. Wherever there is liquid to be spilled, you will spill it; wherever something can be overturned, you will be the one to turn it; whenever -AH: How about blood? I could spill some blood.TM: I'll go now.

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-60988950655067098672008-04-12T21:43:00.004-04:002008-04-12T23:32:09.144-04:00

I'm sitting here looking at this dashboard screen, and I don't even really know where to start.Okay, okay, I know. Have you all seen Working Girl? (Not to be confused with Working Girls.) You know, the quintessential Harrison Ford/ Melanie Griffith movie where the unnoticed, underpaid, underappreciated office assistant gets herself into some risky business, and for a while it looks like she

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-37927008026108322532008-04-02T10:31:00.002-04:002008-04-02T10:55:16.979-04:00

Yesterday I declared myself to be ill. I wrapped a scarf around my neck, pulled a blanket over myself on the couch and allowed TM to take over all dinner prep, and pampering etc. (Not that I DON'T let him tend to me when I'm not ill, but lately, as he's been spending almost every free moment studying for four GIANT exams that are coming up in the middle of April, and since I have an inordinate

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-64624343188468392232008-03-28T12:46:00.002-04:002008-03-28T12:54:14.551-04:00

It's snowing right now. Snowing. Giant, fluffy, golf-ball-sized snowflakes, snowing. In Vancouver, British Columbia, snowing, on the 28th of March. My hibisicus is wilting before my eyes, shrinking back into itself in utter horror.Yesterday, the sky hurled hail the size of peas at us for a while.The day before that the hail was the size of marbles, and exploded when it hit the pavement.There

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-36095981039840570532008-03-27T18:45:00.005-04:002008-03-27T20:26:58.954-04:00

I don't even know where to begin so I'm just going to jump right in:1. I have quit my job. I feel just like Dorothy.2. On my last day of work three crazy people showed up and attacked me in Joey's. It was all a big conspiracy. TM is still working off his debt.3. I have actual legitimate reasons for not blogging lately! I have completed and uploaded my own portfolio site. It will be live

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-21968082339245969602008-03-11T01:41:00.001-04:002008-03-11T01:42:31.043-04:00

That's my new word.This is why.

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-7222334372615522402008-02-27T20:55:00.003-05:002008-02-27T21:42:49.574-05:00

Lately I've been experiencing some semi-celebrity encounters here in Hollywood North. Sadly, none of them have any connections with Hollywood to my knowledge, beyond of course their probable aspirations. However, I do admit to being slightly excited about recognizing faces from television shows walk by me on the street, or hit on girls in the grocery line up.First of all I'm pretty sure that

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-11361698872274626282008-02-14T19:03:00.000-05:002008-02-14T19:04:22.161-05:00

Scanning the headlines was kind of a mind-blowing experience for me this morning. There are times here when I have to stop and wonder whether these sorts of things only happen out here, or whether I was just studiously oblivious when I lived in Ontario. It’s really a toss up between the two. I can’t remember if I was oblivious – which is probably a good indicator of the fact that I was.However

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-4580488479606495862008-01-28T16:11:00.000-05:002008-01-28T16:14:01.623-05:00

This morning:“There will be milk!”“Oh man.”“There will be cereal!”“Really? There will be ‘There will be’-statements for everything today?”“There will be breakfast!”“I’m totally blogging this.”“No you’re not…”“I am.”“There will be blog?”

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-7576318209234452232008-01-10T18:04:00.000-05:002008-01-10T18:08:08.257-05:00

I was doing my semi-monthly analytics perving and wondering why I had all these random hits, when I saw that my dear friend Alex (she of the commenting spree) has started bouncing visitors my way! Oh and what’s that? She quoted me? Yes she quoted me. Here! That’s worth a little reciprocal linking, it is – Yessir, by gum!(Alex let me know if you want to change the presentation of your link *S*)

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-69107393965526814832008-01-08T17:35:00.000-05:002008-01-08T17:37:56.521-05:00

Because I am still recovering from the fact that two weeks of holidays have just passed us by so quickly that I’m fairly sure I left the scrabbling marks of dragging fingernails upon them, and because, being back as I am in the scintillating world of news releases and mailings, I have nothing interesting to report, I’ve decided to look over my posts from the last year and enjoy a little 20/20

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I did have something to write here last week, but it obviously wasn’t that important because it completely escapes me now. Instead I’ll just give you a general update as to the state of things right now. Anything, really, to put space between the top of the page and that angry rant in the previous post. Anger, sarcasm, and spleen are all useful things when venting, but ultimately they are

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-61625495573615306322007-12-05T17:28:00.000-05:002007-12-05T17:32:35.973-05:00

I think it’s time we got something straight between us: I don’t like you, and you need to stop harassing me. I owe you no debts, no library fees, no final assignments, and no loyalty – it’s over. In fact, the only support I still harbour for any of your number is for those you won’t support yourself. Your overworked, underpaid employees who are running your institution, and who are regularly

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-27878778765936102802007-12-04T17:35:00.000-05:002007-12-04T17:37:59.452-05:00

"What? You’re posting… again?"Yes here I am folks, on a mini-roll. Don’t worry, it won’t last long. In three weeks (THREE WEEKS!) we’ll be happily holidaying and I will probably lapse in my dedications once again. *sigh* My current bout of creativity is attributable to the following happy coincidence: a) December is downtime in the land of lungs. b) After spending the last three weeks in

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-56811729329770608232007-12-03T01:25:00.000-05:002007-12-03T15:11:20.382-05:00

This weekend, in Vancouver, it snowed. And then it snowed some more. And then some more. And then a little more, just for good measure – just to be sure that all the native Vancouverites everywhere were completely and utterly bamboozled. Meanwhile, in a cozy apartment on the 16th floor of a downtown high-rise* two little Ontarions far away from home jumped up and down with glee at the sight

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I’ve had an issue in recent years with writing anything too personal on this blog. It has always lacked the reckless candor of dooce (obviously the reason why I am not paying rent with the proceeds), from which, although I still admire it, I think I have moved further and further away in the years I have been writing here.The longer I persist in maintaining it (how much longer exactly?) –

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-31583389659226012642007-11-02T12:14:00.000-04:002007-11-02T12:30:53.174-04:00

I have lived in a lot of different places in the world. Until this past year, though, I had never lived in a different area of Canada. I hadn't realized the extent to which, although this is a different part of the same country, it is also a different part of the world. I guess that's what happens when your country is almost 10 million kilometres square.Did you know, for instance, that two

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-32228798322184170882007-10-24T14:24:00.000-04:002007-10-24T14:25:19.597-04:00

M&C has been on vacation! Did I forget to tell you?Oh! October has been so busy. So much going on, and it will be a little while before I start talking about everything here because I would like the gist of October events to become common knowledge before I embark upon them. Instead! While I wait for my webdocs to synchronize, a story.Lying in bed last night, and going over everything we have

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-4082782492864749112007-10-01T19:53:00.000-04:002007-10-01T20:13:29.827-04:00

Now Hiring: KeeperQualifications: - at least 3 years experience dealing with lost causes, mooncows, and artists- must have patience and good interpersonal skills- depth perception and spatial awareness a must- First Aid training a plus- Must have valid driver's license and own transportationResponsibilities include:- Looking out for reality-challenged, otherwise healthy, 24-year-old mondo-klutz

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-36720998190497280052007-09-26T19:14:00.000-04:002007-09-26T19:16:28.904-04:00

In about a week we get to go on vacation, which is good, because my stress level with work is driving me into brief bouts of hysteria. I manage to keep it together while I’m in the office but once out of it, and no longer actively progressing towards my goal of several finished projects in the next week, I get a little squirrelly.Last night, as TM looked at me with concern I shouted “What? WHAT

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-88954621805436403762007-09-24T17:37:00.000-04:002007-09-24T17:40:36.871-04:00

Having recently gained some small experience of amateur photo contest entries I offer the following rules of thumb.First of all: Let’s define amateur, shall we? Amateur means you can’t be getting paid to take professional photos, in any way shape or form, even if they are of someone’s gaudy wedding dress.Second of all: Focus. If your photos aren’t in it, they aren’t in the contest

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-90878908606152785542007-09-13T19:23:00.000-04:002007-09-13T19:24:44.131-04:00

All you need is the following joke:What do you call cheese that isn't yours?NACHO CHEESE!I just sent an all staff email with that joke in it, and am now the toast of the office. I am completely serious.

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-82864381609517870162007-09-12T15:19:00.000-04:002007-09-12T15:23:52.688-04:00

Unless I figure out some way to produce the utter BOG of work required from me in the next three weeks through a miracle of modern hyper-brain magnetics (woah!) I may have to regrettably suspend my daily posting for a little while. I will still be writing whenever I can drag a minute out of a given day. I'm actually working on one at the mo, but I started it on Monday and haven't been able to

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-18240814797900284912007-09-06T16:29:00.001-04:002007-09-06T16:31:43.709-04:00

You know those periods in which everything that is immaculately planned to go a certain way just completely collapses? All those little straightforward things – that you don’t even think about when they go the way you assume they will – can suddenly become the most complicated processes ever.It’s like this:You have a football field right? And say this field represents one week. Well the field

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-69401813567549666942007-09-04T18:20:00.000-04:002007-09-04T18:25:26.928-04:00

Busy today!Here's a nifty thing I heard on the radio today -- of special interest to my dad. This goes BEYOND googling someone before you date them:Scientist posts his own genome on the web.

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-77708320802508796202007-08-31T17:50:00.001-04:002007-08-31T18:19:32.695-04:00

When we moved out here we talked about getting a TV. Would we watch a TV? Yes, undoubtedly. We would turn it on while making dinner, I would turn it on after TM left in the morning to keep me company, etc. These things turned out to be the reasons for which we didn't get one -- we didn't want to be those people who flip endlessly through channels, waiting for something to catch our interest,

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-19065302011461301022007-08-30T16:46:00.000-04:002007-08-30T16:48:59.286-04:00

So, apparently, people in the Southern United States have a thing about tailless raccoons, because I’ve had my second hit on those keywords in less than a month, and two hits for me on the same random keywords? That’s an enormous deal.I have dutifully looked them up myself (because my first instinct was to be all sarcastic – like, who looks up tailless raccoons? Do they actually think that such

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-1771053092000191392007-08-29T15:47:00.000-04:002007-08-29T15:48:42.424-04:00

Ah crap, I’ve already fallen off the horse. I’m spacing on a lot of things lately, including my pledge to post. I blame my creepingly decaying memory capacity (what?) on the event of my 24th birthday, which will take place THIS SUNDAY.I approach the date with a mixture of excitement and apprehension. First because it is a long weekend and isn’t that the best kind of weekend on which to have a

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-54191369416861400722007-08-24T21:06:00.000-04:002007-08-24T21:18:32.661-04:00

The air in the office was thrumming with weekend energy by the late afternoon today. I was much to distracted to post at lunch. It was all I could do to read my book:"In cyberspace, no one gets pantsed."~ Karen Joy Fowler, The Jane Austen Book ClubBehold! My fifth day straight of posting. I am undecided yet whether I will post on weekends, and as you can see I'm much too lazy to post properly

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-41003876037044625102007-08-23T16:09:00.000-04:002007-08-23T16:21:17.970-04:00

1.There is a girl I see most days on the bus, who gets on at the same stop downtown as me, and then gets off again in the same place to transfer. Thankfully, our ways always part there, and I always let her get on and off first. I don’t get in her way.What is it about this girl? She is always nicely dressed, clearly puts thought into what she wears, brushes her hair, puts make up on. But

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-87286245756772591942007-08-22T19:00:00.000-04:002007-08-22T19:01:33.554-04:00

I checked my google analytics yesterday, just for interest’s sake, and was pleasantly surprised to see my hits have remained pretty constant, despite my fabulous lack of productivity over the last couple of months. Thanks for the visits guys, even though I haven’t been living up to them.Trolling through my keywords, I noticed that an individual in Reno, Nevada (of all places) came upon my site

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-25300940904822179202007-08-21T17:21:00.000-04:002007-08-21T17:30:04.130-04:00

First of all, the average MAXIMUM temperature this month, so far, as recorded by the weather network, has been 21.8. Today I wore a sweater and a jacket to work. Yesterday, I kept them on all day. This is not what I expected from “temperate”Next, there is the following:July 20th: Public workers strike begins. Now in its 33rd day. I haven’t had a Yogen Fruz from the library in over a month. Also

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-86668588849376115592007-08-20T17:22:00.000-04:002007-08-20T17:24:09.141-04:00

Through a tenuous connection to my work, I have been periodically thumbing through my boss’s copy of Adria Vasil’s Ecoholic, a rather daunting archive of all the knowledge you need to a) transform your ecological army-boot-print into the impression of a baby-sized organic vegan leather bootie; and b) drive yourself completely and obsessively raving mad. “Ecoholic” isn’t kidding – you’d have to

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-68119274697919398802007-08-17T13:14:00.000-04:002007-08-24T21:19:43.450-04:00

I don’t know, but I’ve been thinking about it, and it’s time to start writing again. I will just start there in the middle, and tell you that, although I have used that title, I do not like that song particularly, except for its redeeming quality of having used the word “psychedelicized.” I’m sure the Mssrs. Chambers would be horrified to know that today the word strikes me as being

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-24683383759677388222007-07-10T18:45:00.000-04:002007-07-10T18:56:06.395-04:00

So, I don't know if you know this, if you're in any other province, but up until a week and a half ago, I was wearing a coat to work.A COAT.With socks, and shoes, and long sleeves, and pants.Because it was still COLD.A week and a half ago I was moaning, and everyone was moaning, because it was the end of June and it was still so COLD. And I was moaning even louder than everybody else because

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-1083060485152979122007-06-24T00:42:00.000-04:002007-06-24T01:06:39.910-04:00

Update!FIRST OF ALL:The supportive anonymous comment on the last post WAS TM SUPPORTING HIMSELF ANONYMOUSLY. How did I find this out? You may not know this about TM, but he cannot lie to a direct question. So the conversation went a little something like this:Did you see the comments on the post today?Yes I did.Did you see there was someone who agreed with you?Yes I did.Was it you?Yes it

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-25398195279800430022007-05-27T00:26:00.000-04:002007-05-27T00:44:46.507-04:00

"So jeans are made out of cotton, huh?""Yep.""I never knew that. I always thought they were made of metal.""...what?""Yeah, I thought, because they're so heavy and they get really cold in the wind...""You know you shouldn't tell me these things, right? You know I'm going to make fun of you forever about this.""Let me finish! I didn't think they were ENTIRELY metal, just that they had some

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-65856145917221603002007-05-18T22:02:00.000-04:002007-05-18T22:19:22.090-04:00

I never get tired of doing this.In the last week, this site has had visits from the following places:VancouverTorontoOttawaGuelphOwen SoundKingstonMississaugaSalt Lake CitySan DiegoSingaporeheh heh hehSO!Since I know where you live, it seems only fair that you should know where we live.As such - pictures of the place, finally and completely furnished are on my flickr!There will of course be some

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-6463902052010791842007-05-16T17:09:00.000-04:002007-05-16T17:15:11.937-04:00

If you plan to use all text as your logo, be very conscious of your type choice (duh). As a general rule, don't use any font that is built into your computer. Buy a new one.Be especially wary of Helvetica (Arial is also Helvetica, it's just called another name). Helvetica was the most popular typeface in the world in the 1960s and '70s, so anything you create with it automatically has a '60s/'

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-20197299886820483882007-05-15T00:47:00.000-04:002007-05-15T00:58:41.852-04:00

(phonetic transcription of my speech for your enjoyment, not for accuracy)"Hey! I wore a white shirt. For a whole day --""-- without spilling anything!""Yeah!""Holy crap!""I know!""You should maybe mark your calendar.""Shut up.""Haha. Pow!"

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-23768080784832686392007-05-12T00:58:00.000-04:002007-05-12T01:20:17.941-04:00

I've been thinking about something for a while. Thinking that I'm tired of this template, and this blogging system, thinking that it was me once, but now it's not. That maybe I've outgrown it. That I could have given it a structure and a purpose that I've been lazy about because maybe blogger does it for me. And all I've bothered to do is add a picture, and some links on the side. Mostly,

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-50903628271256768612007-05-10T18:40:00.000-04:002007-05-10T18:43:22.933-04:00

AWESOME.Rolling Stone handy-cammed worst lyrics ever. But what really does it for me isn't the attitude, or the ability to get through more than 2 lines without cracking a smile, it's the accent. "A-ha."*Warning*: explicit lyrics.

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-56518932528898588482007-05-10T15:22:00.000-04:002007-05-10T16:31:44.875-04:00

I'm going to talk about something here, which I have avoided talking about for a couple of reasons:1. Everyone else is talking about it already, and if there's anything I'm not -- it's a joiner.2. It has the ability to reduce me to a pile of quivering fists, guttural exclamations and sometimes tears of pure frustration.I'm going to talk about the Passport Office.More specifically, I'm going to

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After a very dreary weekend here in Vancity, the weather has finally decided to smarten up and act its season. For the first time in weeks I haven't had to turn on the space heater that hides under my desk to ineffectually keep one side of my left thigh warm while the rest of my body freezes in this lofty ice box they've dubbed "office building" here at BCLA. (Why then did I even bother with the

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From: AHSent: Friday, May 04, 2007 1:32 PMTo: TMSubject: I would just like to let you know, that I am eating a frosty from Wendy's which I have just obtained for free. And it is delicious.From: TMSent: Friday, May 04, 2007 1:35 PMTo: AHSubject: RE: Awwww… I don’t even know what that is but by the sounds of things I gather it is some sort of frozen dessert, which is really my preferred kind of

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-39503371922589596742007-04-26T22:44:00.000-04:002007-04-26T23:05:11.577-04:00

It's been raining since yesterday morning, and quiet in here, and hollow. And I have just burned an entire half of the back of my right hand with scalding soup, and there is no one here to laugh at my clumsiness and insist on frozen peas.We haven't had a song of the day here on M&C for a while, but here's one to bring back the tradition. I can't think of a song that better describes today:My

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While they stand at the bench "backing bridal bouquets or improvising a winter arrangement to deliver to Victoria Hospital's Palliative Care Unit or unpacking cedars (they come twenty bunches to a box) Larry and Viv discuss Michael Jackson's stage style or Margaret Trudeau's maternal instincts or lack thereof. Their fingers move and so do their mouths. Yammer, yammer. About economics they admit

Alexishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07896775905582112630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608370.post-76226447833627054912007-04-20T21:27:00.000-04:002007-04-26T23:08:02.167-04:00

(TM protests that I should use Roman numerals to mark my vol/iss., but I protest that as we don't wear togas, and I can't count past L, that THIS IS MY BLOG AND SHUT UP! to which my mom will say DON'T YOU TELL TM TO SHUT UP... she always takes his side, so unfair)I was on a busy bus on my way home today and standing at the very front of the bus was this woman SHOUTING into her cell phone. Can...

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For my brother, if he ever happens to read this, which I think he doesn't actually, but never mind:This is exactly how I feel about French Rap too

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*WARNING* Do not open the following link and start reading while at work -- you may have a hard time containing your laughter, and your shoulders may shake to such an extent that, in the event that your boss happens to find you on your office/cubicle floor in a pool of your own saliva, you cannot hold me accountable for having directed you to the following site. You can however, as far as I'm

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There is nothing quite so satisfying as lying ensconced on one's big puffy couch on a Friday night with the whole weekend ahead, a little iBook warming one's lap, a tummy full from dinner that was MADE FOR YOU by one incredible man, and the sweet knowledge that there is nothing, at all, that you need to do for the next two days.Aaaaah.

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The switch back to reality has left us both a little sleepy this week. I did manage however to load some of the photos from this weekend up onto my flickr. After that tremendous effort I must now go and collapse into unconsciousness. Excuse me.Watch the slideshowVisit my flickr page

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Our trip to Vancouver Island was a complete success -- everything went according to plan and we spent 3 lovely, if rainy, days touring around. As it is getting late, and I have to get to work on time tomorrow, I'm not going into detail. BUT! We did take a drive through the UVic campus on Sunday, because we got a tip from TM's sister, and additional info from my cousins that the campus is over

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The further I move away from Guelph, the more mail I seem to send. Makes sense right? When I moved to Kingston I suddenly had to send birthday presents through the mail. Now that I'm out here, I have to send stuff to the people in Guelph AND the people in Kingston. I suppose it will just continue to grow as I continue to move throughout my life. I will never again be as central as I was when I

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Today held more brilliant Vancouver transit adventures, as the bus drivers are disgruntled and ready to strike. I just missed my first bus when I was running up to it, but found my way blocked by a blind man with his guide dog. In the 5 seconds I had to decide I realized there were two options: shove the blind man out of the way, or jump in front of the bus. While I hopped up and down and

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Heh heh.I recently installed Google Analytics on my blog, which, among other fascinating statistics, tells me exactly where my hits are coming from. So for example, because most of my hits are coming from Burnaby, I know that TM is wasting valuable office hours. I also see all my hits from the G-spot, from Ottawa, and from Owen Sound (Hi guys!). Plus I get to see all those places people are

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What happened? what happened to all the writing?Two things: I just finished writing all but a few pages of a 16 page magazine (I know, HUGE) about lung health -- that project alone has tapped all of my current creative energy, as my mind has been contorting itself over 15 hundred different ways to say BREATHING IN CAR EXHAUST IS BAD FOR YOU - hey! behold version 1501.In addition (to my lack of

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I seem to be having one of those weeks.One of those weeks where it seems that complete strangers are suddenly, irrationally, and inexplicably driven to make you feel like crap.Yesterday a woman nearly demanded I refund her $2.50 for a coffee which she bought and then couldn't take into a big expensive lecture theatre with her. I was clearly responsible because I should have been psychically

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This past Wednesday was TM's 24th bday. You all have my permission to email him for the soul purpose of making off-colour over-the-hill jokes.Since Wednesday is an awkward day to celebrate a birthday, TM quite helpfully suggested that we extend it to a birthweek -- a week which of course included both weekends.And so two birthday cakes were in order.Unfortunately our oven sits on an angle......

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I had this whole idea of posting yesterday but was waylaid by more janitorial pursuits, as the bathroom was in dire need of Vimming and the laundry was beginning to win it's hostile takeover attempt in the bedroom. Yes folks the goddess, formerly of industrial strength silicone adhesive (which by the way never actually worked), and caulking gun fame, has turned her sights towards the domestic

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Egads! 22 days since last post. It seems that around the beginning of every year I seem to have a need for hiatus on M&C. Though I know my content updating has been less than admirable for months.Today however, I do have a very good reason to post -- a reason of a celebratory nature in fact -- and that is I AM FINALLY EMPLOYED.That's right sportsfans, you may now release your collective held

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She bakes! Saturday TM and I walked for SEVEN HOURS, starting with a tour around Stanley Park. As you may have heard, the park is in some disrepair, due to the insane weather. I'm thankful I only caught the tail end of the windy days. So far it hasn't been necessary for me to study TM's Wind Disaster Apartment Evacuation Protocol (WDAEP), which, as I understand it, he thought up while lying in

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I am sitting in the apartment waiting for our new couch.OUR NEW COUCH.Which we shopped for at many big box stores. And which I am slightly nervous will not actually fit through the front door of our apartment.Our BIG new couch.It is green.We have these fugue states right now where we walk through department stores with eyes reddened from too much recycled air and try to decide how to express

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Well, that was a long and semi-unintentional break. Just missed the entire month of December -- which is just as well really since it was completely and utterly a madhouse (a madhouse). And that glosses right over that. Who needs a dry and lengthy update anyway? "...and then I did some dishes, followed it up with some not sleeping, directly after which I wrote some entirely stupid final exams

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Today at 5:05 pm I finished my last class.Ever.As I was walking out, a group of kids were talking on the stairs."Is this your last?""Yeah, all done.""Me too!""I can't believe it, we're, like, done the first half of 3rd year!"I smiled to myself, turned on my music, and walked out into the rain.(and promptly DROWNED FROM THE CATACLYSMIC FLOOD FALLING FROM THE SKY... why can't WE have the snow?)

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... about the propriety of choosing to play Michael Jackson songs in order to draw attention to the "Kids 4 Kids" campaign going on outside the Library this afternoon.I mean, seriously.Everytime I hear that man sing:"The kid is not my son" I mentally append it with "... so at least it's not like incest or anything."Next time, consider basing music selection on more than the fact that it has the

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To continue in my previous vein of hate-on-commercials, I just saw a Caramilk commercial. They can't quite seem to give up the whole "secret to getting the caramel inside a caramilk bar" (P.S. Cadbury: The secret's been out for 10+ years, give it up already), but this one had a variation.Unfortunately I can't find a posted web version yet, which reduces me to the I-realize-annoying technique of

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Last night around 2 am, my brother and I were staring vacantly at the television screen, when the new Taco Bell commercial came on. You can see it here or here (a crappier version on YouTube).Basically, the girl gets denied in the little boys-only knuckle salute, and her contribution is invalidated. An overreaction on my part? Probably. Except that I was immediately reminded of that chicken

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La vie en roseI actually prefer the Edith Piaf version, but I've got this Marlene Dietrich version, and it's absolutely hilarious and sexy (which are two things which I firmly believe do not coincide nearly often enough). Plus I recently got to witness my great uncle do a Marlene impression to die for (to die laughing for)... SO! By all means enjoy.It of course, and as usual, has special

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In the co-op meal house, there is a milk dispenser. One side dispenses 2% white milk (blech) and the other side dispenses 1% chocolate milk. Tonight I decided that with my pisghetti I would have a glass of the latter. Only some one had just changed the container and neglected to open it. The giant bags come equipped with a plastic spout, you have to cut open the spout to get the milk.

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This weekend I went home and, among many other things accomplished, cleaned out my closet. I do this every time I move somewhere, even if it's just home, or to another house in K-town. It ends up being a bi-annual (twice yearly) activity which usually yields at least a garbage bag of charity-bound items which first of course gets a good once over by a couple of girlfriends. I have a guideline

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Tonight when I went to eat dinner in the co-op dining hall, I read the menu while waiting in line.The menu is put up by the fluctuating student kitchen staff on a blackboard, and changed at every meal. This evening’s menu included the following item:French Ragout -- Bon apétitI read this and groaned internally. A clever little international linguistic flair is only clever if you know how to

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Autumn Leaves ~ Eva Cassidy

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1 toilet paper rolls that replace themselves2 easy and affordable sound-proof drywalling3 smoke alarms that detect only smoke and NOT EVERYTHING ELSE EVER...Oh wait, they have those don't they? They've just neglected to install them in this house. Hence the wake up call, the post, and my mood for the rest of the day. Awesome.

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It's Friday the Thirteenth today, and that means... well nothing really. At least, I was not personally bothered by particularly bad luck today. I did a lot of work, which wasn't necessarily lucky, but I didn't embarass myself publicly while doing it, which puts the day in the plus column in my books.

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Which are you?made by Jen

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The Lady Eve (1941)"Oh, why didn't you take me in your arms that day? Why did you let me go?Why did we have to go through all this nonsense?Don't you know you're the only man I ever loved?Don't you know I couldn't look at another man if I wanted to?Don't you know I waited all my life for you, you big mug?"heh heh hehbig mug.Next chance you get I dare you to call someone a big mug.

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Thanksgiving seems to bring something out in people. Mostly the constant wishing of "Happy Thanksgiving." Walking back from class today, I've heard people calling it out to eachother across streets, from front doors.It's always been sort of an abstract concept to me, but it certainly isn't lost on my professors.Each of my profs has had something inspiring to say this week, and I've jotted the

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Hmm, where have I been? To tell the truth I don't even know myself. Trying to find a footing, trying to find a groove, and an armhole -- so as to stick my hand out of my alternate universe and give a good wave once in a while. Here I am, still here, still alive... and back in we go.I celebrate my return with my usual Qn's complaints (i.e. how do so many fashion victims exist together in such a

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Ruby Blue ~ Roisin Murphy

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And it was suddenly very important that you hear this song, and that I triumph over technology for the second time today.I am still master (mistress sounds sooo Dom/Sub) of my own reality -- and no one who was not in my lecture today will understand that completely, except maybe V.Catch My Disease ~ Ben Lee (in which he does not, you will notice, mention pussy cat dolls)

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I'm back... but to what I have returned I'm still not quite sure. Either I've returned to reality, or I've left it behind. Or it's split in two. I feel as though I have been in some bubble where my attention was completely focussed on this one set of circumstances and that was all that mattered, nothing else, and now I've flipped around to face a completely different set.I'm having difficulty

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Planning parties with my parents is always so much fun -- and so full of tangents. You can just sit back with a pen and paper and write down the list of what they think you should serve (always the best ideas) and at the same time write down things that you're going to record in your memoirs when you're a 30 year-old millionaire (!) only to have them cry that you've misrepresented them. Tee

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M: Have you seen the pluots?A: What?M: The pluots. See?A: What is it? I don't understand... Ohhhhhh. Plum plus apricot.M: Yeah, pluot!A: So how come they went with pluot? Why not... aprilum?M: Well, perhaps they thought about that and found it was just TOO ridiculous.A: Huh. So pluots eh?

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I'm leaving K-town for a while, starting this evening.You can contact me if I feel like being contacted.I haven't decided yet!It is my last day of work! Here is a song in the true spirit of celebration.Song of the Day:Tomber la chemise ~ Zebda

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Song of the Day:First Day of My Life ~ Bright Eyes

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I apologize if this autoplays (esp. for anyone at work right now) -- that was not my intention.Song of the Day: Spanish Doll ~ PoeWhat do you think?

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In thirty years, when I'm living with my parents and they respond to everything I say with "And if only you hadn't posted that on the internet..." I will be able to turn around and say: Mom, Dad, at least I didn't do this.

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Do you ever get the feeling that you're being punished for something, and you don't know what you did?

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A retrospective of a personal website is unfortunately not like a cozy episode of CBC’s Rearview Mirror. There are no colourful sets, or black and white dramas, and certainly no upbeat musical numbers. In fact, it would be much more accurate to compare it to a night time stroll down a very dark alley off a very disreputable street in the bad part of town – you never know when something’s going

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Take a quiz!I got 9/10.How'd you do?

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I forgot I was sort of keeping track but see down there? That last post?THAT WAS #500!I honestly feel like I should make a cake.I was talking before about how I was going to do this whole retrospective when I reached 500, you know, blog about blogging. Maybe I will, but not in this post. In this post I will simply provide 2 links, the first serious, the second ridiculous -- because one should

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I leave the FH in a rush convinced I’ve forgotten something and feeling guilty because my boss came in and I was leaving. The taxi is waiting and makes a huge U-turn to take me to the bus station. Off I go.As a rule I really hate taxi rides, and bus rides. Living in Kingston I’ve had to get really used to both out of necessity. The taxis because the public transit in this city, speaking

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With way too much time on her hands!You scored as II - The High Priestess. The High Priestess is a card of intuition, instinct and hidden knowledge. She knows all your secrets, you can hide nothing from her. Yet you will never know the secrets she herself protects.If well aspected in a Tarot spread, this card can indicate the use of intuition to solve problems; trust to your instincts. If badly

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"Mr Frances Leeds, recently returned from a journey into the shadows -- where he learned that there is no darkness deep enough it cannot be breached by the human heart. . . or The Twilight Zone"I shit you not. I actually witnessed that episode today. Man what were they THINKING in the 80s? These shows are TERRIBLE.In other news, I may expire quietly and alone in the FH late in the night. Why?

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Listen carefully. An upcoming important message may be subtle.Oh great, now I'm going to OVERTHINK EVERYTHING. *snicker*Anyone with something to say -- save me the the brain aneurism and just be blunt.

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- I was attacked by a bat at work – my first FH bat experience! It was very exciting and pretty hilarious to see everyone running around with their hands over their heads.- V and I were casually offered an opportunity to make a porno film (producing, not starring) by an acquaintance we met walking down Princess St. In the post-analysis I said “I thought for a minute he was suggesting we make

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