The Winter of Our Discontent

One More Year, Winnipeg!

2008-03-19T13:27:00.004-05:00

I actually did it! I am going to be a Registered Dietitian!!! Apparently I did enough weird dietetics stuff that they decided to accept me.

I am in total shock. I had something else already planned in case I didn't receive the internship - I swear, I was already packed, on a plane, and doing that other thing - all in my head. I was so out of here, that's how much I didn't think I would get one.

So let me tell you how all this went down - and it's not a pretty picture.

On Monday, March 17th, all applicants across Canada found out if they received the internship position of their choice. However, due to a "glitch" in Dietitians of Canada's "computer system", everybody received an email, regardless of whether they were offered a position or not, stating the following:

The First Round internship selection process round has been completed.

Unfortunately, you have not been offered a position.

Complete with the underscore on the "not", as if us possible future dietitians don't quite know how to read.

So, of course, we're all crying into our 7am coffee, calling each other, and screaming WHAT THE FUCK???

Then, two hours later, another email arrives, just as our collective crying jag starts to subside. This one states:

The First Round of this internship selection process has been completed.

You have been offered a position in the following program:
[Lists programs]

So now we're all: Well, which one is right??? We log into the acceptance website and it seems that the last one is correct.

Oooookay.... SO I GOT ACCEPTED! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Then the next day, we got a third email. This one didn't have so much of a hint of an apology for the trauma that was caused last morning (not to mention grammatically painful):

Congratulations on being offered an internship position. Due to the computer glitch yesterday that sent out an email to all applicants stating they were unsuccessful which was then followed by another email to successful applicants; we still have some successful applicants who have not gone into the system to accept or decline their offer. If you have already entered the system and confirmed your offer; thank you. If you have not yet accepted or declined the offer, please be reminded that you only have until 5 PM (ET) today to do so. Failure to do so will eliminate you from this selection process round.

Apparently, every year, they manage to screw something up. Guess they can't just live and learn.

But anyhow, I received an internship, which means one more year in Winnipeg, people! Aren't you thrilled?!? I know citrusboy is! Is that sarcasm? I'll never tell!

The beginning of the end

2008-02-19T12:10:00.006-06:00

Long time no write.

I have been busy busy busy (read: lazy lazy lazy) with putting together my applications for dietetic internship: resumes, cover letters, references, transcripts, having to hunt down and annihilate the general office about why I didn't get my GPA letter in time etc. It's been a blast so much so that if I don't get an internship this year I may seriously consider never applying again, throwing in the towel on the RD, and just whiling away my life in some dead-end Nutrition Plus Store job.

600 applicants. 140 spots. Only allowed to apply to 3 spots.

I need to seriously think about what it is I'm going to do, when on March 16th I get an email stating:

Dear Ms Damsel,

Hahahahhahahahahha.
Only ONE YEAR of volunteering???
Hahahahahahahhahah.
No internship for you!

We do NOT care that you have to fend for yourself in this cold, cruel world.
We do NOT care that you have to support yourself.
We do NOT care that your parents aren't putting you through school.
We do NOT care that your parents aren't ponying up for everything and all you [do not] have to do is sit on your be-hind, volunteering day and night.
We just plain and simple do not give a shit.

Yours truly,
Dietetic Internship

P.S. Have a nice life. Try again next year. Seriously.

Mind you, most of this is my fault and may have something to do with me realizing somewhere around this past September that being an RD is not all fun and games. It doesn't just mean graduating with a 2.0 GPA and there you go. It actually means killing yourself volunteering everywhere you can possibly volunteer (preferably with a dietitian (hahahhaha)) while maintaining a 4.0 GPA, and apparently having a job (preferably with a dietitian (hahahhaha)) so you don't starve in the gutter.

Well, I'm 0 for 0. With a GPA of 3.5, only about a year's worth of volunteering, and a job in a clothing store, I might as well see how much Vita Health pays its cashiers.

P.S. No, I did not even bother applying to Pharmacy this year, as we're not going to be able to stay in Winnipeg for another four years anyway. So no future post about how I can't write an essay is forthcoming.

2007-10-26T10:47:00.000-05:00

And by the way, what the hell is a Christmas Orange? It's called a CLEMENTINE, people!!!

That is all.

2007-10-26T10:09:00.000-05:00

What. The Hell. Is WRONG. With. Winnipeg Drivers?!?!

Really, I have never encountered such stupidity, such slowness, such an unbelievably large grouping of people that should not have their licenses. Ever. AND I ALMOST DIDN'T GET MINE!

Did you know that:

*A speed limit of 80 km/h actually means 60 km/h?
*A speed limit of 60 km/h actually means 40 km/h?
*The only exception to the 2 above points is when it's raining or snowing? That in those conditions you should always exceed the speed limit by 20 km/h?
*The left lane is the slow lane?
*You should never drive in the right lane?
*After a light turns green, you should always wait a full 30 seconds before stepping on the gas?
*You should brake whenever you feel like it, especially when there is nothing in front of you?
*You should run red lights whenever possible?
*You should always try to race a smart car? Even when you're driving a golf cart?

Well. Now I know.

I guess there's just not enough room in the Driver's Handbook for everything.

2007-08-08T22:45:00.000-05:00

Over the long weekend, we drove down (up? across?) to Kenora for their Harbourfest (pretty lame, but what do you want from a town of 16500 people?) in a relay of 8 smart cars.
Hee, was that ever fun!

We got free lunch too (even if it was dirty bird!) because the owner is a smart owner as well.

All I can say is:
Kenora: 500km there and back.
1 tank of gas.
$20.
Gotta love it!

2007-07-24T10:14:00.000-05:00

So, as you may or may not know, I let my driver's license expire. Dumbass move, but I'm a little bit of a dumbass as it is.

I went with my already-3-year-expired license (which was an Ontario G2 license, by the way) to MPI to try to get it renewed. The guy decides I need to prove I'm a Manitoba resident, so the only thing that will satisfy him is a copy of our apartment lease!!!

Fine. I go get it and go back to MPI. Then, after another 10 minutes, he finally realizes the Ontario license is expired! DANG! I was so so very close to getting away with it!

Then I'm told I will have to do the written part, or the 365, or whatever the hell they call it now, again. Guh. And then a driver's test. Double guh.

So the next day, I go to the Driver's Testing Centre to write my 365, where they hand me a pen and a sheet of paper. I was flabbergasted. Gob-smacked. Just plain old speechless. So I says to the lady: "Dontcha have computers for these things?" Apparently not. They're coming in several more years. Now, when I was in Ontario and 16 (which was like 500 years ago) and I "wrote" my 365, it was a multiple choice computer test. Wow. WOW. Wowzers.

Anyhow, I got 4 wrong out of an allowable 6, so yay for me. I guess that's alright after just glancing at the driver's handbook the night before. The really stupid part was that there were 2 questions about fuel efficiency, which I got wrong - of course. Fuel efficiency?? Are you kidding me??? On a driver's knowledge of the-rules-of-the-road test?? BLEH! Who cares what the percentage of more fuel burned is when you go 20km/h over the speed limit! I sure don't! Also? I had a question asking me what colour order the lights were in, from top to bottom on a traffic light. Now that's my kind of question! And for all you people who may not think so, I did actually get that one right.

So because I already actually had a license, expired or otherwise, I could book my road test right away without the how-ever long waiting period.

So Monday rolls around and my test is for 7:45 in the morning. Do they even open that early?? Crazy! First, I get there and it turns out I've forgotten to bring my license with me! My gawd, I am such a moron most of the time. The guy gives me 10 minutes to go get it and come back. I make it back with 2 minutes to spare. Heh.

So I go through my driving test, through no less then 349 residential streets, all with at least 9207 parked cars on the side. Guh. And for the parallel park? The car is 2.5 meters long. The space was 7.5 meters long. The guy just let me barely back in, then he was all "whatever, good enough, let's go," without letting me straighten out. Okay buddy, fine with me!

So. The maximum number of points before you fail: 50. The number of points Winnipeg Damsel got: 50. As if and whatever. Apparently I don't signal and check properly before moving around parked cars. Look Winnipeg: I've seen the drivers you give licenses to, so STICK IT IN YOUR &^$&*! And rotate. And then smoke it.

Anyhow, you are now looking at a fully-licensed (not any of this graduated licensing bullshit!) Damsel. Mwahahahaha. Ahem. Anyhoo...

2007-07-02T13:36:00.000-05:00

So I'm finally free of the crunch of summer school - 4 classes in 1.5 months! Whoo!
Did Stats in a little over 3 weeks and 3 Nutrition course in about 6 weeks.

Got my first choice for my practicum placement next year and will also be taking 6 courses in September, as well as applying for my dietetics internship! Thus, my head will probably spin of my neck next year, right up until I graduate.

Stuff has happened but nothing too exciting. I will post as I think of these things.

I worked at the Red River Ex this year for 5 days over at the Green Kitchen, where everything is made from plant products. That was pretty interesting, but I could see most Manitobans just did not care.

Since I was already there, citrusboy came by to visit a couple of times. We played some games, ate some seriously crap yet yummy food, and wandered around.

At one point, I came across a Sri Lanken food stand that promised me a beef patty. When you hear the words beef patty. you think of this:
Right?

Well, I got this:
Not so good. An actual beef patty. Like you find in a burger. I was speechless. Mind you, the two behind the counter were no geniuses. They probably realized that there were actual beef patties in the freezer days later! I even heard them tell someone that they had no more of a particular item WHILE the person was pointing at said item. WOW.

So we just stuffed the "beef patty" into citrusboy's meat and cheese burger (actual meat and cheese - SHOCK!)
and he claims it was super good.
Of course, no EX visit is complete without some rain, but we did see a rainbow on our way out.
Of course, it started to clear up as soon as we decided to leave!

2007-05-25T08:20:00.000-05:00

OH MY GOD IT'S SNOWING.

Look at the date, people. And send snowshoes.

2007-05-21T23:08:00.000-05:00

So citrusboy and I spent all day trying to beat the computer at Wii Tennis.

Now, not only do I have Wii Elbow, I also have Wii Arm and Wii Shoulder.

Can you say: sad, sad couch damsel?

2007-05-18T22:50:00.000-05:00

Welcome to Winnipeg: Home of Men with Large Dongs.

2007-04-30T23:16:00.000-05:00

Last weekend citrusboy and I went out for sushi (as was promised to me) and we happened to get an itemized bill.

I thought I would share with you all the extent to which we are total and utter pig-os.

Just in case you couldn't count: that's 24 items between the two of us, 9 of which are rolls containing 6 pieces each (that's 54 pieces), 10 of which are nigiri and sashimi (so that's at least another 20 pieces), and 5 of which are tempura appetizers.

To our defense: it was all you can eat. So we ate until we could eat no more.

Oink.

2007-04-30T22:52:00.000-05:00

You know those cell phone charms you get out of, like, vending machines?

Well, I got a Hello Kitty one and I think she has a little bit of an attitude. Especially for someone who resides in a Taco Bell.

2007-04-27T09:28:00.002-05:00

Well, in one week I've managed to finish two Wii games: Trauma Center and Cooking Mama.

Trauma Center was pretty fun but easy enough to finish and definitely worth a rental.

Cooking Mama got boring really quickly as you do the same thing over and over again, but it was kind of amusing to see which recipe would pop up next. They even had sushi, which was exciting (for me anyhow) but my favourites were perogies and truffles (of course!).

Now I just need to work on finishing Super Paper Mario but I'm so slow. I die all the damned time. I need Super Life, that's what I need.

2007-04-20T09:06:00.000-05:00

Finally.

I'm done exams and can stop ignoring people. And this blog (damn you, Facebook!).

Except now, I'll be ignoring people in favour of the Wii.

Nothing exciting has happened in Winnipeg lately, mostly because I've had my face in a textbook for about three weeks now so haven't had the chance to notice anything wild and crazy.

Except for the guy who horked up on my porch while Jen and I were trying to eat some sushi in silent bliss.

So, nothing has changed then, you say. Indeed.

2007-04-09T08:28:00.000-05:00

Stranded... At the gym...
What shall I do?
What will they say Tuesday at school?

Gyyyym, can't you see that I'm a misery
Made a start, now we're apart
There's nothing left for me
Exercise has flown, all alone
I sit and wonder why whyyyyyyyyy oh why
You closed on Easter Monday,
Oh Gym....

2007-04-05T10:11:00.000-05:00

So my Stats exam is on Friday they 13th.

What's the probability of that, I ask you?

2007-03-29T21:02:00.000-05:00

According to Google Maps, this is the way to travel if you're in Winnipeg and you just happen to want to go to Krakow, Poland.

My personal favourite? Step #24. I'll be sure to get right on that...

Winnipeg, City of Public Defecation

2007-03-22T21:13:00.001-05:00

See where I live, people?

And this is where, like, half of Winnipeg works too...

And why am I always staring at guys taking a shit in broad daylight?

Nails, Nails, Nails!

2007-03-19T14:52:00.000-05:00

As I was getting this one done, we couldn't decide what it reminded us of - all of us were just sure it reminded us of something.

We finally decided these are the totally ultimate 80s toes:
And the not so 80s hands:

2007-03-14T12:14:00.000-05:00

Wednesdays are kickboxing days.

This last particular Wednesday, right before kickboxing, I somehow managed to pull out the string/elastic thingy that holds one's pants up.

I spent the entire class trying to keep from exposing my ass to the rest of the participants as the instructor made us run around the gym, skip rope, and other things hazardous to my pants falling down.

I'm sure I looked like the complete fool that I felt...

2007-03-13T07:29:00.000-05:00

A little Winnipeg bird emailed me some pictures of Friday's festivities. I hope you feel my pain.

2007-03-11T19:42:00.000-05:00

Went to a party on Friday night. Drank two bottles of red wine. Woke up in pretty okay shape. Just a little stupid, that's all.

Turns out citrusboy was mixing beer with wine, so he woke up wrecked. Couldn't even move his head.

So he enlisted my help, along with Jen's, to go get him some Burger King to soothe the angry hangover beast.

Now, it's pretty warm in Winnipeg. Ten feet high snow caps are melting everywhere.

So Jen and I are sitting in the car, waiting to turn out of the Burger King parking lot and into the street. Her window is rolled down, oh, about one inch.

And apparently, unbeknown to us, there's a huge (I mean HUGE) puddle right next to our car.

Of course, cars are driving down the street, past us, and right into this huge puddle. Which then proceeds to throw up a wall of filthy, greasy, street water right through the one inch crack in the window and onto Jen and me. Twice.

So Jen's hair, Jen's face, Jen's glasses, Jen's jacket, and Jen's purse are plastered in nastiness. The ceiling of the car, the dash, and the seats are coated. My jacket and my pants are dirty. All we can do is stare at each other and laugh till it hurts. I mean, really? What else can you do? How does that happen? A one inch crack...

Somehow, the Burger King remained untouched. Not a single drop fell into the bag even though it was wide open. Luck of the drunk.

2007-03-08T09:35:00.000-06:00

I woke up this morning to discover that my pee was red. A nice shade of blood red.

I panicked for a full ten minutes (and by panic, I mean run around in circles screaming in high pitch while my heart beats right out of my chest) before I realized I had eaten a whole whack of beets the night before.

I am such an idiot sometimes.

2007-03-05T07:51:00.000-06:00

This again? Oh my gaw.

Give it up, stupid Winnipeg winter. It can't be -40°C forever!

Wait. What am I saying? It probably can. I heard it snowed in May once...

Excuse me, I have to go find some wood to knock on.

2007-03-01T22:02:00.000-06:00

Okay. So now I can add to yesterday's post about tweedledum and tweedledee. Thank god. I mean, what would I do with my life otherwise, I ask you?

Apparently tweedledum does not know what "devoid" means either.

(And I would just like to add that I am not making fun of people whose first language is not English. These girls have been born and bred in Canada. In fact, they've probably lived here longer than I have.)

And if I remember correctly, she also asked me to define "void."

Tweedledee went on to correct my speech some more, and decided to change "the child and his or her parents" to "the child and their parents."

I can't take it anymore. I just can't. Especially after they made me come into school at 9 in the morning - that's SIX hours early - just so I could listen to more of their idiocy.

*sigh*

2007-02-28T22:23:00.000-06:00

Well, as usual, I get stuck working with the dumbasses of the faculty.

One doesn't know what "restitution" means. Another doesn't know what "commence" means.

Just how am I supposed to write a 10 minute speech with these people when they don't know basic vocabulary, are quite the opposite of comma happy, and think it's a tragedy when a paragraph only contains one sentence.

And then they want to correct my section of the speech. Please ladies, just leave it alone. Don't touch it, don't look at it, don't even breathe on it! You might contaminate it and lead me to write things like, and I quote, "They will deal with the most important issues dealt with through their plan of the day." Say what, now?

And my lab partner doesn't know how to add percentages together to get a total percent. She feels the need to call me and whine about how she doesn't know how to do that part. She wants to ask the professor.

Ow. My head hurts.

2007-02-26T09:09:00.000-06:00

I've just realized I haven't posted my latest mani yet. Not that anybody really cares, but it keeps me amused. When the snow is up to your earlobes, it doesn't take much, let me tell you. Hey, no giggling. I can bloody well hear you!

No pedi yet as I've gotten lazy, nobody sees my toes anyway, and karate-ka don't really care about how they look. I hope.

Maybe I should make an appointment...

2007-02-21T08:05:00.000-06:00

Well, I'm proud to say I put my reading week to good use!

No, not reading.

Actually finished two - TWO - gamecube games: Paper Mario and Luigi's Mansion. That brings my total up to three games ever finished! In like 5 years. Whatevs! I did it, teehee!

Also spent some time drooling over the Wii. I totally kicked citrusboy's ass is a racing game. Obviously this is the console for me. Submit all donations to the cause at winnipeg_damsel@hotmail.com.

2007-02-17T20:52:00.000-06:00

So we, citrusboy and I that is, decided to treat ourselves on Valentine's Day and thus we bought some very sticky, very gooey, very yummy Valentine's cupcakes.

Voila:
Now, as citrusboy pointed out, the heart just happens to say I'm your's. Is there ever an acceptable reason for writing I'm your's? Ever? Me thinks not. I think the bakery Chiquita was a teeny bit, um, overzealous in her application of the grammar rules. Wait! That's sexist! Maybe it was a guy...

On second thought, maybe not.
Which is my favourite Valentine of all time, by the way... How romantic!

2007-02-09T08:21:00.000-06:00

BRRRRRRRRRRRR...*

*Holy shit, it's cold.

2007-02-05T08:09:00.000-06:00

-50C you say?

Snow Day, I say! PA day! Wind Chill day! Whatever day, I'm not moving an inch away from home.

Speaking of, I almost got frost bite 2 days in a row now. Of course, we were stupid enough to have dinner reservations in -40C weather, but seriously?

Bundled up so that only my eyeballs were showing and my toes still managed to almost fall off after being out for only 5 minutes. Wow, did it ever hurt when they started to defrost. It was like a tractor had run over my feet! Ouch!

I just realized we have to go out for dinner tonight too! Stupid, stupid, stupid.

Good bye, toes. It's been nice knowing you.

Okay Liv, You Axed For It....

2007-02-02T09:34:00.000-06:00

1. ONE OF YOUR SCARS, HOW DID YOU GET IT?
Tummy scar: moles removed

2. WHAT DOES YOUR CEL-PHONE LOOK LIKE?
MotoQ, I heart you!

3. WHAT MUSIC DO YOU LIKE TO LISTEN TO?
Pop, I guess. Is that what they're calling it, these days?

4. WHAT EXACT TIME YOU WERE BORN?
Nobody remembers. How sad. And pathetic.

5. WHAT DO YOU WANT MORE THAN ANYTHING RIGHT NOW?
To live forever

6. WHAT DO YOU MISS THE MOST?
Being 100 lbs

7. WHAT IS YOUR MOST PRIZED "POSSESSION"?
Citrusboy. Is he a "possession"? No? Okay, um... Cats without Shame? Still no? Um... MY PVR!

8. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE FRAGRANCE OR SCENT?
Oooo, there's sooo many! Coconut.

9. DO YOU GET CLAUSTROPHOBIC?
In crowds. I want everybody the hell away from me!

10. DO YOU GET SCARED IN THE DARK?
Naw

11. WHO DO YOU TAKE AFTER? YOUR MOTHER OR FATHER?
Hmm. I think it's a good mix of both. And when I say good mix, I don't actually mean good. All the bad traits got inherited.

12. WHAT KIND OF HAIR DO YOU LIKE ON THE OPPOSITE SEX?
Clean? Short? I dunno...

13. WHERE DO YOU SEE YOURSELF BEING PROPOSED TO / WHERE WERE YOU PROPOSED TO?
On a romantic beach walk / at home on Christmas Eve

14. COFFEE OR ENERGY DRINKS?
Err, coffee if I must.

15. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE PIZZA TOPPING?
Definitely hot peppers and pineapple. Oh gawd, I'm drooling already!

16. IF YOU COULD EAT ANYTHING RIGHT NOW, WHAT WOULD IT BE?
SUSHI! Sashimi! Teriyaki! Anything I could get my hands on that's Japanese, really.

17. WHO IS THE LAST PERSON YOU MADE REALLY, REALLY MAD?
Well, citrusboy, of course.

18. DO YOU SPEAK A DIFFERENT LANGUAGE?
Yes. Oh you want a list? Polish. Happy now?

19. WHAT WAS THE FIRST GIFT EVER YOU REMEMBER SOMEONE GAVE YOU?
A Care Bear magnet. It was awesome.

20. NUTTY, SALTY, SWEET, BITTER, SAUCY OR SPICY?
Oh, precious precious salt, how do I love thee? A little more than spicy and sweet, indeed.

21. WHAT IS THE BEST WAY TO TELL SOMEONE HOW MUCH THEY MEAN TO YOU?
Uh, get in touch with a "hey, YO!"

22. PICK YOUR FAVOURITE LUCKY NUMBER FROM ONE TO A HUNDRED:
8

23. BLONDES (BETTY), REDHEADS (CHERRY) OR BRUNETTES (VERONICA)?
Brunettes

24. WHAT NUMBERS DO YOU CALL MOST OFTEN?
uh, 204-287-7433. Call it. Go on, you'll laugh - at my sad life, but you'll laugh. I promise you.

25. WHAT ANNOYS YOU MOST?
People. Bad grammar. People that malign the English language as we know it. Yeah, people that use bad grammar. Especially, "Your annoying", "Your stupid", "Your an idiot", "Your mama taught you no grammar". Oh wait, that one's right.

26. HAS ANYONE EVER SPIT ON YOU?
um.... no?

27. YOUR WEAKNESSES?
Kitties without homes.

28. WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST JOB?
Walk-in Clinic.

29. HAVE YOU EVER MADE A PRANK CALL?
I would think I have, but none come to mind at the moment.

30. WHAT WERE YOU DOING BEFORE YOU FILLED OUT THIS SURVEY?
Placing an order for bath products. Oh yeah, and skipping class.

31. IF YOU COULD GET PLASTIC SURGERY WHAT WOULD IT BE?
um... liposuction my... everything? Actually there's this new thing where they give you a shot and everything just melts away. Yeah, I would do that if I had an extra $2000 somewhere...

32. WHY DID YOU FILL OUT THIS SURVEY?
On pain of death from SOMEBODY....

33. WHAT DO YOU GET COMPLIMENTED ABOUT MOST?
How cute I am. *barf*

34. WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF ALCOHOL BECAME ILLEGAL?
OMG. Um, go silently into that cruel night?

35. WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY / CHRISTMAS?
You can look here if you have nothing better to do...

36. HOW MANY KIDS DO YOU WANT?
None? It will be my punishment to be infertile and want kids, I just know it. Watch and see.

37. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?
Nope

38. DO YOU WISH ON STARS?
Not really. I got my biggest wish.

39. WHICH FINGER[S] IS YOUR FAVOURITE?
Pinky

40. WHEN DID YOU LAST CRY?
Uh, over some stupid TV show. Don't even know which one, I watch so much frigging television.

41. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?
Not in the least. And neither does anyone else.

42. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE LUNCH MEAT?
Ew, lunch meat. Does prosciutto count? I love me some good, fatty Italian prosciutto!

43. ANY BAD HABITS?
Interrupting, apparently.

44. WHAT IS THE MOST EMBARRASSING CD YOU OWN?
I don't think I own any NKOTB on CD, so that's a relief. But I think the first CD I ever bought was Color Me Bad, so that's gotta be pretty embarrassing.

45. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?
Huh. I don't know. I'm pretty annoying.

46. DO LOOKS MATTER?
Yes. You don't have to be beautiful (or rich - why oh why is there a Prince song running through my head???) but at least pull yourself together, man!

47. HOW DO YOU RELEASE ANGER?
Kickboxing. Citrusboy eggs me on on purpose too, so I'll punch him that much harder...

48. WHERE IS YOUR SECOND HOME?
Mississauga

49. DO YOU TRUST OTHERS EASILY?
No at all

50. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVOURITE TOY AS A CHILD?
Stuffed teddy bear. Still have it, too.

51. DO YOU USE SARCASM?
Me? Never!

52. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN IN A MOSH PIT?
Yes. And I needed everybody to get the HELL away from me.

53. WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN A POTENTIAL FRIEND / MATE?
Good heart. I can always tell, so don't think you can fool me, people! Well, only once and I'm still pissed off about that!

54. WHAT ARE YOUR NICKNAMES?
Jo, Jojo and others that I will not mention because I would have to explain and I just plain don't want to.

55. DO YOU UN-TIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?
My shoes don't tie, either.

56. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE ICE CREAM FLAVOUR?
Ben and Jerry's Half Baked. Oh gawd, how I lust for you!

57. WHAT ARE YOUR FAVOURITE COLORS?
Hmm. Sky blue? Pink?

58. WHAT ARE YOU READING?
You Are What You Eat by Dr Gillian McKeith

59. WHO DO YOU MISS MOST RIGHT NOW?
Everybody!

60. DESCRIBE YOURSELF IN FIVE WORDS OR LESS FOR A JOB INTERVIEW / TO YOUR FRIENDS:
team player, good communicator, fabulous interpersonal skills, highly motivated, problem-solver/ lazy, easy-going, stubborn (does that even make sense???), argumentative, good heart

61. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?
Cow Kitty snoring on my keyboard. Yes, he snores. I've even taped it. And if I wasn't too lazy to figure out how to upload it, I would.

62. LAST THING YOU ATE?
Crab salad.

63. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?
citrusboy

64. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE IN ANOTHER PERSON?
How fat they are. Seriously. I'm obsessed and I have a major problem. *sigh*

65. WHERE WERE YOU BORN?
Krakow

66. BIGGEST FEARS / SCARIEST THING THAT HAS EVER HAPPENED TO YOU?
Dying. I didn't die, but it is my biggest fear. Well, let's amend that. Dying and never seeing citrusboy again. I live in absolute dread of this.

67. FAVOURITE DRINKS?
Perrier, nettle tea, extra-dirty gin martini

68. FAVOURITE JOKE?
Two beavers were swimming upstream, and all of a sudden one rams his head into something in the water. "Dam!" he says. Lame, I know, but SO funny. Well, to me, anyway.

69. FAVOURITE SPORT / ACTIVITIES?
Kickboxing

70. YOUR HAIR COLOUR?
Born-again brown.

71. YOUR EYE COLOUR?
Brown. Not born-again. Just brown.

72. WEIGHT / HEIGHT
Haha, nice try / 5'2

73. SIBLINGS?
Nope

74. FAVOURITE MONTH?
Um... If I lived in CALIFORNIA, I'd say December. But since I don't, I'm going with July. For no reason whatsoever.

75. DO YOU LIKE SUSHI?
OMG, do I LOVE sushi. If I was forced to eat sushi at every meal until I died, boy would I pray for a long life.

76. LAST THING YOU WATCHED
Family Guy

77. FAVOURITE DAY OF THE YEAR
Christmas Eve

78. ARE YOU INTROVERTED OR EXTROVERTED?
Definitely introverted. And extroverted. A nice mix of both, methinks.

79. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE SEASON / SEASONING?
Summer / tarragon

80. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE NIGHT STANDS?
Relationships. I don't do one night stands.

81. WHO DO YOU SECRETLY LOVE OR WHAT IS YOUR SECRET GUILTY PLEASURE?
Dr Laura. Oh, did I say that out loud? She amuses me so.

82. FAVOURITE SONG AT THE MOMENT?
erm... I have SexyBack stuck in my head, so I'm going with that...

83. LAKE OR OCEAN?
Ocean. :P to SOME people...

84. BIGGEST TURNOFF?
People

85. LAST TIME YOU SAW YOUR BEST FRIENDS:
Anywhere form 1999 (apparently) to 2006

86. LAST KISS:
This morning. Bad breath and all.

87. LAST TEXT YOU RECEIVED:
NH: WTF was THAT on Gilmore Girls. GG stinks. I'm annoyed.

88. LAST TIME YOU HURT YOURSELF:
I cut myself with my pretty new knife. Actually, that's not even true! Weird. I thought it was. Big ass paper cut from a package of gum. GUM, people, gum. How stupid.

89. WHERE ARE YOU WORKING / WHAT DO YOU DO FOR A LIVING:
Clothing store, maaaybe once a month for like 4 hours / lazy lady of leisure who lunches. ON SUSHI.

90. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CHILDHOOD MEMORY:
Get-togethers at Lime Rickey's. Yeah, that's a good one.

91. SCHOOLS YOU WENT TO:
Pocock, University of Toronto, Seneca College, University of Manitoba

92. WHERE ARE YOU NOW:
In hell.

93. WHERE WILL YOU BE IN FIVE YEARS:
Toronto or Vancouver. Leaning towards TO, of course.

94. WHAT ARE YOU WEARING:
Flannel pants and a t shirt. Did I mention I'm skipping school?

95. VENT ABOUT WHATEVER YOU WANT HERE:
Why does my favourite sushi place have such stupid hours? Frankly, why do all the restaurants in this god-forsaken town have stupid hours. And I mean STUPID. What the hell is 11:30-2 and 5:30-9. UGH.

96. WHAT IS YOUR CURRENT FAVORITE MOVIE?
I haven't seen anything good lately, so I'm going with... Dirty Dancing.

97. WHAT DID YOU DREAM ABOUT LAST NIGHT:
That citrusboy didn't want to marry me. I mean, we were unmarried and he wasn't planning on it anytime this century. So weird.

98. WHEN WAS YOUR LAST RELATIONSHIP AND WHAT HAPPENED:
I'm still in it.

99. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU GOT DRUNK / PLAN ON GETTING DRUNK SOON?:
New Years / no, I'm on a detox/health kick for at least another 2 months.

100. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO ANSWER THESE STUPID SURVEY QUESTIONS?
Well, why the hell not? I had to do it. So, if I had to do it... you know the rest.

Okay, seriously? WTF?!?

2007-01-30T11:20:00.000-06:00

So I wander into the Stats Lab to finish my stats assignment.

I sit down at a computer and insert my jump drive. The whole computer freezes and is on the verge of a nuclear meltdown. Incidentally, this same computer worked for me yesterday just fine.

I go to another computer. It doesn't have adobe installed. I can't open my assignment without adobe.

I go to another computer and, no, third time is not a charm. This one refuses to send my emails.

I go to a fourth computer and finally: the jump drive works, adobe is installed, emails are going off, and I can do my assignment.

Least of all, of course, I look like a complete moron jumping from computer to computer.

What the fuck. Honestly.

Hmm. A nerd, but only 52% nerd!

2007-01-27T12:42:00.000-06:00

I got this from NH's Facebook entry. And I'm going to slap it up here instead of making a well thought out post. Because I'm lazy. Yes, that lazy.

SUPPOSEDLY if you've seen over 85 films, you have no life. Mark the ones you've seen. There are 239 films on this list. Copy this list then, put x's next to the films you've seen, add them up.

(x) Rocky Horror Picture Show
(x) Grease
(x) Pirates of the Caribbean
(x ) Pirates of the Caribbean 2: Dead Man's Chest
(x) Boondock Saints
(x) Fight Club
() Starsky and Hutch
(x) Neverending Story
(x) Blazing Saddles
(x) Airplane

Total: 9

(x) The Princess Bride
(x) AnchorMan
(x) Napoleon Dynamite
(x) Labyrinth
() Saw
() Saw II
( ) White Noise
(x) White Oleander
() Anger Management
()50 First Dates
(x) The Princess Diaries
() The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement

Total so far: 15

(x) Scream
(x) Scream 2
(x) Scream 3
(x) Scary Movie
(x) Scary Movie 2
(x) Scary Movie 3
(x) Scary Movie 4
(x) American Pie
(x) American Pie 2
(x) American Wedding
() American Pie Band Camp

Total so far: 25

(x) Harry Potter 1
(x) Harry Potter 2
(x) Harry Potter 3
(x) Harry Potter 4
(x) Resident Evil 1
() Resident Evil 2
(x) The Wedding Singer
() Little Black Book
(x) The Village
(x) Lilo & Stitch

Total so far: 33

(x) Finding Nemo
() Finding Neverland
(x) Signs
(x) The Grinch
(x) Texas Chainsaw Massacre
( ) Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning
( ) White Chicks
() Butterfly Effect
(x) 13 Going on 30
() I, Robot
(x ) Robots

Total so far: 39

(x) Dodgeball: A True Underdog Story
(x) Universal Soldier
(x) Lemony Snicket: A Series Of Unfortunate Events
() Along Came Polly
() Deep Impact
(x) KingPin
( ) Never Been Kissed
(x) Meet The Parents
(x ) Meet the Fockers
( ) Eight Crazy Nights
( ) Joe Dirt
( ) KING KONG - only the original

Total so far: 45

() A Cinderella Story
(x) The Terminal
( ) The Lizzie McGuire Movie
( ) Passport to Paris
(x) Dumb & Dumber
() Dumber & Dumberer
() Final Destination
( ) Final Destination 2
( ) Final Destination 3
(x) Halloween
(x) The Ring
( ) The Ring 2
( ) Surviving X-MAS
( ) Flubber

Total so far: 49

(x) Harold & Kumar Go To White Castle
(x) Practical Magic
(x) Chicago
( ) Ghost Ship
(x) From Hell
() Hellboy
(x) Secret Window
() I Am Sam
() The Whole Nine Yards
( ) The Whole Ten Yards

Total so far: 54

(x) The Day After Tomorrow
(x) Child's Play
( ) Seed of Chucky
( ) Bride of Chucky
(x) Ten Things I Hate About You
() Just Married
( ) Gothika
(x) Nightmare on Elm Street
(x) Sixteen Candles
() Remember the Titans
( ) Coach Carter
() The Grudge
( ) The Grudge 2
(x) The Mask
() Son Of The Mask

Total so far: 60

() Bad Boys
() Bad Boys 2
( ) Joy Ride
(x) Lucky Number Slevin
(x) Ocean's Eleven
(x) Ocean's Twelve
(x) Bourne Identity
(x) Bourne Supremecy
( ) Lone Star
(x) Bedazzled
(x) Predator I
() Predator II
( ) The Fog
(x) Ice Age
( ) Ice Age 2: The Meltdown
( ) Curious George

Total so far: 68

() Independence Day
(x) Cujo
( ) A Bronx Tale
( ) Darkness Falls
(x) Christine
() ET
(x) Children of the Corn
() My Bosses Daughter
(x) Maid in Manhattan
( ) War of the Worlds
() Rush Hour
() Rush Hour 2

Total so far: 72

( ) Best Bet
(x) How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days
(x) She's All That
(x) Calendar Girls
(x) Sideways
() Mars Attacks
( ) Event Horizon
(x) Ever After
() Wizard of Oz
(x) Forrest Gump
(x) Big Trouble in Little China
(x) The Terminator
(x) The Terminator 2
(x) The Terminator 3

Total so far: 82

(x) X-Men
(x) X-2
(x) X-3
(x) Spider-Man
(x) Spider-Man 2
( ) Sky High
() Jeepers Creepers
() Jeepers Creepers 2
(x) Catch Me If You Can
(x) The Little Mermaid
(x) Freaky Friday
( ) Reign of Fire
( ) The Skulls
(x) Cruel Intentions
( ) Cruel Intentions 2
( ) The Hot Chick
(x) Shrek
(x) Shrek 2

Total so far: 93

( ) Swimfan
( ) Miracle on 34th street - only the original
() Old School
(x) The Notebook
( ) K-Pax
( ) Krippendorf's Tribe
() A Walk to Remember
( ) Ice Castles
( ) Boogeyman
( x) The 40-year-old Virgin

Total so far: 95

(x) Lord of the Rings Fellowship of the Ring
(x) Lord of the Rings The Two Towers
(x) Lord of the Rings Return Of the King
(x) Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark
(x) Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom
(x) Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade

Total so far: 101

( ) Baseketball
( ) Hostel
( ) Waiting for Guffman
( ) House of 1000 Corpses
( ) Devils Rejects
() Elf
() Highlander
() Mothman Prophecies
() American History X
( ) Three

Total so Far: 101

( ) The Jacket
() Kung Fu Hustle
() Shaolin Soccer
( ) Night Watch
(x) Monsters Inc.
(x) Titanic
(x) Monty Python and the Holy Grail
() Shaun Of the Dead
( ) Willard

Total so far: 104

( ) High Tension
() Club Dread
() Hulk
() Dawn Of the Dead
(x) Hook
() Chronicles Of Narnia The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe
(x) 28 days later
(x) Orgazmo
( ) Phantasm
() Waterworld

Total so far: 107

(x) Kill Bill vol 1
(x) Kill Bill vol 2
( ) Mortal Kombat
( ) Wolf Creek
(x) Kingdom of Heaven
(x) the Hills Have Eyes
( ) I Spit on Your Grave aka the Day of the Woman
( ) The Last House on the Left
( ) Re-Animator
( ) Army of Darkness

Total so far: 111

(x) Star Wars Ep. I The Phantom Menace
(x) Star Wars Ep. II Attack of the Clones
(x) Star Wars Ep. III Revenge of the Sith
(x) Star Wars Ep. IV A New Hope
(x) Star Wars Ep. V The Empire Strikes Back
(x) Star Wars Ep. VI Return of the Jedi
( ) Ewoks Caravan Of Courage
( ) Ewoks The Battle For Endor

Total so far: 117

(x) The Matrix
(x) The Matrix Reloaded
(x) The Matrix Revolutions
() Animatrix
(x) Evil Dead
() Evil Dead 2
(x) Team America: World Police
(x) Red Dragon
(x) Silence of the Lambs
(x) Hannibal

Total so far: 125

But 'd like to amend the stipulations:
Under 85, and you've been living under a rock
Between 85 and 100 and you're the average North American movie goer
Over 100 and you may like movies a little too much
Between 220 and 239 and you've seen some really crap movies in your lifetime.

2007-01-17T08:30:00.000-06:00

So I'm at the gym the other day, working out on some of the Kaiser machines. I get off the biceps machine and start to move towards the triceps machine, when all of a sudden some horizontally-challenged "lady", who is lumbering her way off the thigh machine, is all "Excuse me, but I'm using that!"

Really? You are? You haven't even managed to make it off the first machine and now you're commandeering the next one? Seriously? What do you even say to people like that?

So I'm thinking: okay fine, maybe this is her last machine and she's in a hurry and needs to leave.

But no. Then she goes to wipe down her machine and steps in front of me (on purpose, I can only assume; no one can can truly be this annoying, can they?) and sloooooowly reaches for the bottle and towel. She stands there for a good 30 seconds (which may not seem long, but really is when you want to smack somebody across the head), completely blocking my path to any other machines.

After that, she climbs on the leg press, and starts a leisurely conversation with someone else about how, after Christmas, she likes to get out for some light exercise before spring. Lady, what you need is to stop chugging the doughnuts and start living at the gym. Light exercise. Good god, woman!

Finally I'm just so annoyed with this crazy woman, I have to leave. I go into the ladies' change room, and there are little boys running around all over it. And not little, little boys, but like 5 or 6 years old. Oy.

Now, I don't really care if these boys see my goodies, I guess. But I swear, if a mother ever comes up to me and says that I have to cover up because her son is in the room, I think my head may just explode. The gym has family change rooms. I've seen them.

Moral of the story: well, I never did get on that triceps machine because I was so busy seething at the "lady" that I completely forgot about it. So next time, I should just smack her and get it over with? Is that really the moral here? I'm good with that!

2007-01-11T23:34:00.000-06:00

It's -43oC.

Right now.

Have you ever?

2007-01-09T11:32:00.000-06:00

Well.

First day of school and I've already managed to embarress myself. This is a new record. Usually it takes at least three or four days before I do/say something really dumb.

So I'm sitting in biochem class, listening to somebody who is probably the worst professor ever (now I know people say that all the time, but believe me - I do not say it lightly). And, of course, I'm sitting in the first row in order to alleviate any temptation that may go into wanting to MSN/email/google someone/anyone because the pentose phosphate pathway is that exciting.

Worst-Professor-on-the-Face-of-This-Snowy-Earth, who is now lecturing in front of me about two millimeters away from my safety bubble of personal space, asks if we had seen a particular shorthand symbol (deH2Ogenation, if you must know) before in biochem 1. And, of course, he looks right at me for the answer. I say no, because, well, no I've never seen that before in my life, mildly clever as it is.

And he's all: NOOOOOOOOOOO?!?

And the rest of the class is all: YEEEES WEEE HAAAAVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And he looks at me and says: What the hell's the matter with you? Never went to class?

Well, as a matter of fact, I never DID go to class. I eventually got advanced standing in biochem 1 (not that I ever went to class anyhow) and so I ended up dropping it. Take THAT, buddy!

Not that you can defend yourself in the middle of a lecture on some crazy pathway.

And? His favourite shorthand: NRG.

Gawd help me!

Merry, uh, December 27th!!!

2006-12-27T21:44:00.000-06:00

I've been inspired by (re: I totally ripped off) New Homeowner and decided to post some Christmas pics, especially of the tree. Like 5 days too late, but whatever. To know my lazy ass, is to love my lazy ass. I think. Anyhoo...

The one foot tree. The only tree the Cats without Shame have managed not to eat. Speaking of...

Featuring one cracked out kitty, high on the 'nip!

Some people will do anything for a taste of the 'nip!

Oh, and the festive nails.

And Jen and yours truly's festive toes:

Incidentally, you can still see my stupid sandal tan. It's December. How embarrassing.

And this crazy Santa who must have taken a wrong left turn somewhere... He's definitely not in Albuquerque. And he's not in the North Pole. Though, frankly, it may feel like it so if he's had one too many (I saw you, Blitzen!), he may be slightly confused...

I don't think milk and cookies are gonna help him now. What he needs is a shot of tequila! And for some reason, it looks like there's a stick up his butt. How cheery! A disgruntled elf, perhaps?

So, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year from citrusboy, Winnipeg Damsel, and my uszka!

a la Clara

2006-12-19T12:10:00.000-06:00

Yup, I think this about covers it. Though how can I be a Ghost AND Pacman...? Oh yeah, and I wanna be Inky.

I am a Pacman Ghost.

I like to hang around with friends, chatting, dancing, all that sort of thing. We don't appreciate outsiders, and do our best to discourage others approaching us. I enjoy occasionally wandering around randomly, and often find that when I do so, I get to where I wanted to be. What Video Game Character Are You?

If you were not a Pacman Ghost you would be Pacman.

I am Pacman.

I am an aggressive sort of personality, out to get what I can, when I can. I prefer to avoid confrontation, but sometimes when it's called for, I can be a powerful character. I tend to be afflicted with munchies constantly.

I Just Can't Take It Anymore!

2006-12-16T22:06:00.000-06:00

Dear Winnipeg:

Hay is for horses.
I believe the correct term you are looking for is "eh".

Thank you,
A Concerned Citizen

Uhh....

2006-12-14T11:45:00.000-06:00

So I bought some stuff for New Homeowner from Amazon and, according to their website, this is when her goodies should arrive:

These items will arrive after Dec 25 2006.
Items shipped on Dec 8 2006:
Delivery estimate: Dec 12 2006 - Dec 29 2006

This means that
a) items that were shipped on the 8th won't get there until after Christmas, so it could conceivably take them (being generous here) 20 days to deliver a package to NH who is practically down the street from them BUT
b) there is also a span of SEVENTEEN days during which the items could arrive at any time! In that time the stuff could grow legs, get up, walk out of the plant, walk across the street, and hop into NH's mailbox! I bet that would only take, like, 5 days, tops.

Then, FIVE days later, I ordered more stuff:

Items shipped on Dec 13 2006:
Delivery estimate: Dec 19 2006 - Dec 21 2006

I don't get it, I just don't get it! And I'm in a different, further away province too! Maybe books have to be persuaded to leave the factory, while DVDs just want to get the hell out of there!

Oh, and NH got her stuff two days ago. I guess the books were feeling cooperative that day...

2006-11-22T12:13:00.000-06:00

I've just come to the realization that I'm a game board whore. Seriously.

If the game is on sale I will probably buy it.
I stalk the aisles of all stores looking for board games.
If I see a game on sale in a store flyer, I will probably go out the next day to buy it.

Mind you, these games have to be ones I want; not just any random game will do.

The game that started this mess of thought was Trivial Pursuit Pop Culture. See, I was at Zellers and saw that it was 40% off so I had to have it. Except, when I scanned the bar code, it was regular price. Turns out that was last week's sale and I MISSED IT. Bleh. How? How could this have happened? With all my diligent scouring! So I didn't buy it. And now, I REALLY REALLY want it.

I've lost all self-control. I'm a board game buying addict. I have a problem. I need BGBA. Is there such a thing? Well, there should be!

So far I've accumulated:

Scrabble:
*regular
*travel

Monopoly:
*regular
*Disney
*Powerpuff Girls

Trivial Pursuit: I loooooooooooooooooove TP. Hee.
*Totally 80s
*90s Edition
*Genus 5
*Volume 6
*Baby Boomers
*Millennium Edition

Clue: I love love love Clue. Except no one will ever play with me. I wonder why that is?
*Simpson's

The All Canadian Trivia Board Game Millennium Edition: got this for $1. It's hard. It's very hard. All I know is the Red River (which is the answer to about a quarter of the questions). And only because I now reside in the 'Peg.

Cheap-Ass Games: These are awesome fun. And cheap.
*Before I Kill You, Mr Bond
*Unexploded Cow
*Kill Dr Lucky

Mahjongg: And I'm not talking about the cheesy solitaire game either. I love this game. I know, I've said that like 900 times already, but I do. I love this game.

Uno: Not technically a board game, but I'll include it anyway to help exacerbate my insanity.
*Elvis
*Care Bears
*Harry Potter
*regular

The Newlywed Game: I love this show. The game is just okay.

The Game of Life:
*Simpson's

Operation:
*Simpson's

Can You Beat Ken Jennings?

Tri-Ominos

Wheel of Fortune

Jeopardy

An Evening of Murder Party Game

Still looking for:
Cocktail-opoly
Whoville-opoly
Trivial Pursuit DVD Pop Culture
Trivial Pursuit Book Lovers Edition
Spree!
Witch Trial
Give Me the Brain
Cube Farm
Devil Bunny Needs a Ham
Get Out
Electronic Battleship
Magnetic Hangman
The 80s Game
The 90s Game
Word Sweep

So if anyone feels the need to buy me a Christmas gift, please, go right ahead.
Don't celebrate Christmas? I will accept a "You're the Best Blogger in the World" gift. No, really, I will.

I have no shame.

2006-11-13T19:59:00.000-06:00

So I'm in class today. A class called Perspectives and Communication. Basically a glorified grammar course and officially the worst class EVER in the history of all classes that came before it and all that shall come after. A class designed to make you fail solely on the basis that you can never find anything that you need to find in the APA Manual.

So anyhow, I'm snuggly ensconced in a corner of the room, safe from the evil darting eye of the Grammar Nazi, MSNing with New Homeowner. During lecture, of course. Good forbid I should actually listen in class.

All of a sudden, in the middle of Grammar Nazi's lecture on the Library Cataloge (by the way, blogger seems to think catalogue is not a word and most definitely misspelled) and how to "Google" in this new "information age", I hear her say "Does anyone remember what a floppy disk is? Anyone?" A scant few people raise their hands, as I slowly and furtively slip my floppy disk back into my bag.

Oh. My. God. Where am I? How OLD am I? Just what the hell is going on here that NO ONE knows what a floppy disk is. Did I miss the flash drive gravy train or something?

Though come to think of it, I was in the computer lab the other day, and I totally heard this girl squeal: OMG!!!! Is that a disk you're using??? That is SOOOOO Old School!

As if!

2006-11-06T12:15:00.000-06:00

Just so you know, this is what I look like when typing an essay.

Well no, not really. Let's amend that. This is what happens when I type an essay. (And never mind that it says Toffee Latte Macchiato at the bottom of the screen.)

Cowkitty apparently feels it is his indomitable right to lay across the keyboard and slap, with his gargantuan paw, any button he darn well chooses.

So my essay on human nutrition and its effects on obesity becomes something that resembles:

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meow North euw9thw3 America
fio oy5w9u409waui5r-q0i
MEOW
exercise meow gore3yq0598yguh
zzzzzzzzzzzz*snort*zzzzzzz

Frankly, it's a wonder I've passed any of my classes!

(Okay, okay, fine. I wasn't writing an essay. I was goofing off. So what: THERE'S A CAT ON MY KEYBOARD!)

2006-11-02T20:24:00.000-06:00

Citrusboy and I just split a Kit Kat Chunky. I looked at it, then I looked at it again. Then I took a bite just to test the waters.

It was completely solid chocolate inside. Not a speck of wafer to be seen.

Weird.

I Demand Pity. Sympathy. Empathy. Something, Dammit!

2006-10-31T16:17:00.000-06:00

It snowed. Ugh. It snowed on Halloween. Double ugh.

And it took me over two hours to get to school. Because apparently Winnipeg, the coldest, snowiest place on earth, doesn't know what a snow plow is.

And then, upon entering my lab half an hour late, I'm greeted with salmon sperm. From which I get to extract DNA.

Salmon sperm DNA. Breakfast, anyone?

Doesn't anybody feel sorry for me yet?

And just how many salmon had to die so we (disinterested biochem students) could play with their semen?

Happy Hallowe'en!

2006-10-30T20:45:00.000-06:00

Went to a ghoulish Halloween party over the weekend and won second prize for, if I do say so myself, my fab costume! And I became the proud owner of two horror DVDs. Thanks Linds!
And I had matching toe nails. I wanted one red sock and one white sock, but when the search for a red sock became a search that lasted longer than 15 minutes, I decided to just get a pedicure.
I know. I'm a nerd. So what.
And sort of matching fingernails. Not really, you say? What-ever, I say!

Happy Trick-or-Treat, blogging world!

What the hell

2006-10-23T10:33:00.000-05:00

is up with this semester?

So far I've

written three (looooooooong) essays
handed in seven assignments
done up three labs
"studied" for five exams, and

the semester is barely halfway through.

Again I ask you, what the fuck is up with that? Do these professors really and truly think their course is the only one? Or maybe the only important one? Honestly.

2006-10-17T19:22:00.000-05:00

Small Town Texas, USA
They play awful funny movies in them there United States.

New Stove, As Promised,

2006-10-08T12:04:00.000-05:00

So Jen came over, took one look at my stove, screamed "HOLY MOTHER-F*CKING HELL" and vowed to clean it one day.

That day was last week sometime when she marched over with a can of Easy-Off in her hand.

And she sprayed. And it cleaned.

Apparently the stuff actually works.
I fed her cheese and olives as a reward. Oh, and pina coladas, of course.

Why does this stuff happen to me? WHY?

2006-10-06T08:09:00.000-05:00

So I finally broke down and bought a coffee maker after I realized that I could actually sleep less and still function the next morning if I drank that one cup of coffee. And by one cup I mean 20oz travel size.

So I got my pretty coffee maker with some pretty coffee (chocolate hazelnut or some such, if you must know) and proceeded to brew. It turned out yummy. Of course, only after I dumped about half a cup of Bailey's into my mug, but I digress.

That night I turned on the timer so I could have some nice coffee all ready to go for me the next morning.

Next morning, I get up, eyes still closed, and take a sip. GROSS. Burnt coffee taste. Wretched.

Seems like my pretty new coffee maker heats the water too hot after its been sitting in the reservoir all night, giving me that lovely, lovely rubber tire in my coffee taste.

Looks like I'm going to have to return the darned thing. Gah. Any other coffee maker suggestions out there?

Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

2006-09-14T20:50:00.000-05:00

My mani
and Christine's and my pedi.
Hee, what fun!

Ugh%&#@&^$&*%phmmphp

2006-09-07T09:26:00.000-05:00

So. After my mani Jen said she would come over and help me clean the apartment since Chris and The Head were flying in from Toronto. Why would she do this? She purportes to LOOOOOVE cleaning. Okey dokey says I.

Of course, the second Jen gets here she cracks open the wine. And gives me a glass. Then another. After that, I was all "Hey y'all, I am sooooooooooooo drunk." And stopped cleaning. And didn't clean another thing for the rest of the evening.

Thank god for three things:
1. Citrusboy had already cleaned the bathroom
2. Jen and I had managed to clean the entire kitchen before I went ass over tea kettle and
3. Chris is a very understanding soul and doesn't mind that the entire office is covered in paper.

2006-09-06T09:40:00.000-05:00

iKitty, meet the Blogging World.

World, iKitty.

Drunk People in Winnipeg? No Such Thing.

2006-08-27T09:12:00.000-05:00

Well, I'm finally sober enough to post about my birthday, which happened to be on Friday. Oh, and Happy Birthday, Derek! *waves from the 'Peg*

Started off with a couple of shots of candied apple/butterscotch stuffs and I can't decide if they were good or nasty. I just cannot decide.

Got some nice gifts: NH sent over the Newlyweds DVDs. Awesome. I know they're divorced, but do I care? Not really. Still the funniest thing I've ever seen! Also got a foot treatment GC from Jen - wehaw! I see a new toe colour in my future - something dark to mourn the end of summer and the beginning of *ack* school. *cough cough choke*

Of course, we went to the martini/sushi bar and the usual debauchery began.

First up, the requisite "eating a huge lump of wasabi and gagging":

Then *we* had a couple of martinis
and a couple more
aaaaand some more

and then things started to get a little blurry...
At some point we stumbled home and Jen made more shots. I fear for the safety of my brain cells. Dear god. I think I can honestly say I have never been this drunk in all the time I've been in the 'Peg.

Thanks everybody! It was a blast! I think. At least, that's what they tell me.

HA!

2006-08-25T15:29:00.000-05:00

2006-08-18T12:06:00.000-05:00

I will admit to all here that I too like the new Justin Timberlake song.

After I made fun of certain people, I guess it's the least I can do. But in my defense, I will stress that the song grows on you. Seriously. If you don't believe me, try listening to it, oh, five times in a row. At that point you will LOVE it. You will think Justin is the hottest stud on earth and you must have him NOW.

Seriously. I do not lie.

I am so embarrassed.

2006-08-18T11:23:00.000-05:00

Here's a real time quote from my friend Jen, about the post below:

I would have died seeing that! Poor WD, she's seen some pretty rough shit here! I've been here all my life and haven't seen anyone using the street as a washroom! LOL.

I've seen it twice now in less then two years.

I would love to insert some irony here, but all I can think is "Why meeeeeeeeeee? Whhhyyyyyyyyy?!????????????"

Ummm...

2006-08-17T10:32:00.000-05:00

So I was on the bus with citrusboy the other day and I do the perfectly natural thing of looking out the window.

And I see a man with his pants down next to a tree.

Then I see that man pooping on the tree.

In full view of all and sundry, right by a very main street. In fact, it's called Main Street. In plain daylight. No shame.

OMG. Where have I found myself? In the fifth circle of hell?

My day off and my new pedi...

2006-08-01T18:30:00.000-05:00

2006-07-27T20:40:00.000-05:00

I can't stop watching

I have a serious problem, because it's, like, THE worst show EVER.

It's so bad that TWoP stopped recapping it after 4 episodes. It's so bad that I've finally realized Luke Perry for the bad actor he is. So bad, in fact, that I don't think he could even play himself in his own biography. May 90210 rest in peace.

But me? Like a crack addict, I just can't stop.

2006-07-24T21:59:00.000-05:00

OMG.
OMG.
OMG.

I saw a... a... a... OMG.

I SAW A IN MY FAVOURITE SUSHI RESTAURANT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OMG.

Granted, it was in the bathroom, BUT STILL.

I don't think I can ever go back.

*SOB*

2006-07-23T10:12:00.000-05:00

So my summer job consists of dressing women who have either too much time on their hands, too much money, or an interesting combination of both.

The other day a woman asked me to try something on to see if it would fit her daughter. I put it on. She looked at me and said "Do you think this would fit someone fatter than you?"

Ummm, I don't know. Will it?!?

And as a side note: a SVH book I'm reading contained the sentence "Ken got off of the floor." Right.

Split Nails Are Not An Option

2006-07-15T22:14:00.000-05:00

So right up the street from me a new spa has opened. A new spa where I can get a fab manicure and an even fabuler (not a word, I know, I know, so write me up) pedicure.

It's brand spanking new and the two girls, and I do mean girls, that opened it are such sweethearts. They did all the painting themselves and they even put down their own floorboards. I love it. I think that is so fantastic!

Check out the digits (feel free to ignore the oh so sexy foot tan):

With this triangle of evil around me - the spa, the sushi place, and the gym - I might actually be upset to leave the ole 'Peg.

*gasp* Who said that?

2006-07-01T08:32:00.000-05:00

When lightening strikes...

So I was reading Sweet Valley High: In Love With the Enemy - Book #120 last night, when what do I see?

"They must have used a dozen roles of toilet paper..."

Methinks Ken Matthews is not the fluffiest bunny in the hatch.

2006-06-30T14:13:00.000-05:00

So I'm reading Debutante Divorcee by Plum Sykes (and only because I have a head cold and can't comprehend too much anyway) and I came across this sentence:

"I don't think you're life's that bad."

Please! Quick! Somebody give me this editor's job! My god. Serenity now!

Not only is this book atrocious to begin with, but apparently the editor couldn't even stay awake past the first chapter to do her job and EDIT THE DAMN THING.

Su-shi, su-shi, su-shi!!!

2006-06-26T22:31:00.000-05:00

My favourite sushi place has been closed for renovations (paid for off my back, I'm sure) for almost two months now, so I've been forced to make my own sushi.

My first attempt was an unagi roll, which really didn't look all that bad for a first try. And it tasted fab. If I do say so myself.
Second attempt was a California roll. Which looked passable and tasted like an orgy in my mouth. To quote Stewie.

Third try was a teriyaki chicken roll. Divine. Made my own teriyaki sauce and decided to use brown rice instead of sushi rice, as I have no love for the white grain. Yummy good, but needed a spoon to eat it. Brown rice not the smartest idea and definitely not an accepted sushi accompaniment, but so much better for you.

Tonight's attempt was a spicy salmon roll with salmon sashimi. I have to tell you - I'm a genius. Rolled pretty tight and tasted so so good.

I may never go back to that restaurant! Do renos will you? For two whole months? Take that!

It's Funtastic!

2006-06-13T10:59:00.000-05:00

Only in a Polish supermarket ...

You Don't Say?

2006-06-07T22:27:00.000-05:00

Well, I don't want to die of old age and still be typing, so I'll just list what's right:
1. Sushi
2. Martinis
3. Cinema City
4. The Gym
5. Nice friends

The rest? Sux.

Mmm Pizza!

2006-05-31T17:04:00.000-05:00

Ironically, this occured

the same day as this
That's one hell of a midnight snack!

Team Hurty Legs

2006-05-28T10:56:00.000-05:00

"Ran" the 5k this morning. Well, hobbled, crawled, rolled, whatever. Semantics.

Finished right before the thunderstorm of the century started, which is a good thing, because there was no way I was going to "run" in the rain!

Thank God I never have to do that again, is all I have to say.
Sexy, sexy sweat...

Someone hand me a martini. Quick!

45 Things (I Hate About You?)

2006-05-26T22:45:00.000-05:00

Stolen from meg's blog:

45 random things you probably never needed to know about someone:

Whats your name spelt backwards?: lesmad gepinniw
What did you do last night?: Ran 5k on the track, scarfed down some pizza, watched the Oilers lose, and fell asleep with an ice pack on my poor, poor shins
The last thing you downloaded onto your computer?: The Apprentice epi 13 and Lost's season finale
Have you ever licked a 9 volt battery?: um, probably
Last time you swam in a pool?: 4 months ago?
What are you wearing?: PJ's
How many cars have you owned?: 1
Type of music you dislike most?: The really cheesy country, and no, it's never enjoyable
Are you registered to vote?: Yars
Do you have cable?: Lots of it. Oh UPN, how I love you.
What kind of computer do you use?: Uh...a monster machine that someone built for us
Ever made a prank phone call?: In my disallusioned youth
You like anyone right now?: Well, I guess I like my husband. Even though he snores
Would you go bungee jumping or sky diving?: Not ever in this lifetime or the next
Furthest place you ever traveled?: Europe
What's your favorite comic strip?: Sherman's Lagoon and Fox Trot
Do u know all the words to the national anthem?: Since I haven't sung it for, like, 15 years, I'd have to go with no. Terrible, ain't it?
Shower, morning or night?: Night because then I don't have to waste precious sleep time drying my damned hair
Best movie you've seen in the past month?: Waiting. Wait, define "best".
Favorite pizza toppings?: Bacon, mushrooms, and pineapple
Chips or popcorn?: Chips
What cell phone provider do you have?: Telus Mobility.
Have you ever smoked peanut shells?: Pardon-eh moi? Anarchist's Cookbook, huh?
Have you ever been in a beauty pageant?: No
Orange Juice or apple?: Neither. Bleh. I'm a water girl.
Who were the last people you sat at lunch with?: Lunch? Are we still in high shcool? Cow Kitty, then.
Favorite chocolate bar?: this Kinder coconut bar thingy that I will probably never EVER find in backwards Winnipeg
Who is your longest friend and how long?: Christine and NH, oh about 14 years. Gulp.
Last time you ate a homegrown tomato?: A what now?
Have you ever won a trophy?: In what? Speed reading?
Favorite arcade game?: Street Fighter
Ever ordered from an infomercial?: No
Sprite or 7-UP?: Bleh. Neither. Perrier, anyone? Anyone?
Have you ever had to wear a uniform to school/work?: Oh gawd yes. Welcome to my high school
Last thing you bought at Walgreens?: Where now? Do I look like Shandi?
Ever thrown up in public?: Uh, does a public bathroom count? In the sink?
Would you prefer being a millionaire or finding true love?: Does finding true love preclude ever becoming a millionaire?
Do you believe in love at first sight?: No
SPONGEBOB OR JIMMY NEUTRON?: Who now? I vote for Polkaroo
Did you have long hair as a young kid?: Yes
What message is on your voicemail machine?: "Mreeeeeeeeeeeeow"
Where would you like to go right now?: For Sushi and Martinis
Whats the name of your pet(s)?: Cow Kitty and Fatty
What kind of back pack do you have, and what's in it?: A Tracker 2 and it's perfectly empty! Weehaw!
What do you think about most?: Sushi. And martinis.

May 2-4 Interlude

2006-05-26T16:56:00.000-05:00

We went to the fair.

Citrusboy almost puked on the rides.
Need I say more?
Well, probably not, but just to garner sympathy, I'll add: I was stuck between two pukers and one behind me. My hair endured a lot that day...

Star Wars Procrastination

2006-05-24T03:08:00.000-05:00

In my quest to do anything to actually avoid doing what I'm supposed to be doing (and this includes reading Sweet Valley High books), I have come across some pretty random things.

But this one thing was absolutely not my fault. See, it was in my psychology textbook. And I can't be blamed for that, now can I?

This thing happens to be a Star Wars Personality Test which compares you to Star Wars characters. And it's all on the up and up, seeing as how it's university research and all.

Oh, and apparently? I'm a bitch. Check it out yourself.

See how Winnipeg Damsel compares to Emperor Palpatine

Here piggy, piggy, piggy...

2006-05-23T22:18:00.000-05:00

Instead of, you know, actually writing the psych essay that's due in a couple of hours, I've decided to put learning to practical use and do this Pig Personality Test that I found on Just Say No's blog.

Apparently it means:
Toward the top of the paper, you are positive and optimistic.
Toward the middle, you are a realist.
Toward the bottom, you are pessimistic, and have a tendency to behave negatively.

Facing left, you believe in tradition, are friendly, and remember dates (birthdays, etc.)
Facing right, you are innovative and active, but don't have a strong sense of family, nor do you remember dates
Facing front, you are direct, enjoy playing devil's advocate and neither fear nor avoid discussions.

With many details, you are analytical, cautious, and distrustful.
With few details, you are emotional and naive, they care little for details and are a risk-taker.

With less than 4 legs, they are insecure or are living through a period of major change.
With 4 legs showing, they are secure, stubborn, and stick to their ideals.

The size of the ears indicates how good a listener you are.
The bigger the better. You drew small ears, you are an OK listener

The length of the tail indicates the quality of your sex life.
And again more is better! You drew large tail, WOW!

I don't agree with the risk-taker part (are you kidding me???), but the rest, I could go with. Maybe I should write my essay on the value of the piggy as testing tool.

Wasabi Wars

2006-05-23T10:34:00.000-05:00

Of course, we had to have sushi while in Toronto, so New Homeowner, Running Man, citrusboy and I went out to dinner one night.

We massacred a huge boat-load of sushi. Literally.

Then NH dared RM to eat a huge glob of wasabi. And all it took was $20.

The aftermath? Not so pleasant.

The next day, a whole pile of us went over to Christine and The Head's place. Christine and I decided we wanted sushi, so we ordered a monstrous party platter. The more sushi, the merrier. Don't look at me like that. Hey, I heard that.

So again, someone dared someone to eat some wasabi. And he was a willing participant for only $5. Aftermath? Even worse.
Obviously, we are an extremely mature bunch.

The Wonderful World of Toronto Broke-ness. I Mean Shopping.

2006-05-19T09:06:00.000-05:00

So now that I've gotten my bitching out of the way, let me tell you about the rest of my trip: it was pure bliss when my mother wasn't around.

We somehow ended up at the Pearl Jam concert at the Air Canada Centre. I've never been to a PJ concert before. Let me tell you, it was awesome. They played Black so I was as happy as a girl back in Toronto from toiling away in the 'Peg can be (ie: as happy as a pig in shit). I was amused to see Eddie Vedder still totin' his bottle o' wine around. I was also amused to find that I was high by the end of the first song. And not because I was smoking the wacky-tobacky myself.

We also did a lot of shopping. Okay, okay, fine. I did a lot of shopping. But mostly for things that don't dare set up shop in Winnipeg for fear they'd go under in two seconds flat. Starting with my beloved Sephora, of course. Oh Philosophy, how do I love thee. Let me count the ways. Cinnabuns. Melon Daquari (that one's for citrusboy, so don't even look at me). Lavender Poundcake - it was love at first sniff. Unfortunately, Coconut Cream Pie was not to be had.

Then, off to L'Occitane where I finally, finally got my Lavender Face Cleanser and Lotion. And as a neat surprise, I noticed they had a new line. Which, of course, smelled fantabulous. Citrusboy LOVED it, so I got me some almond dry oil too! Score!

We also hit Banana Republic where citrusboy got some jeans and shirts and Lululemon, where, sadly, I could not decide what to get, so I got nothing. My rationale: There is actually a Lululemon in the 'Peg, so if desperate, I can go there.

Also went to my precious Pottery Barn and Williams-Sonoma, but wouldn't you know it? They had nothing I wanted. Weird. Empty handed from PB? What a travesty!

Spent a crap-load of time with friends, but that's another post. Complete with pictures.

Back from TO

2006-05-17T22:34:00.000-05:00

I refuse to say T-dot. How gay is that? (The fact that some call it that, not the fact that I refuse to.)

So on the breeze of NH's latest entry, I'll kick off my own. The first thing my mother did when she saw me (after not seeing me for a whooooooooole year) was to say: Holy mother of GOD, you're still fucking fat. (Must be something in the fucking water in the GTA!)

Nice. Love you too, mom.

The second thing she said was: Where the hell are my grandchildren?

Uh... while I was still contemplating an answer to that, the third thing she said was: You already look pregnant. Get a move on.

What. The. Hell.

She would not let up. All day she was on me about my fatty ass. And arms. And stomach. And... well you get the picture. I told her I go to the gym. I told her how much I go to the gym. She was all: That's not possible. You should be skinny by now and you're still huge. You must stuff your face day and night. I told her what I eat, and I think she almost called me a liar.

Then she told me she doesn't eat anything. Ever. Great way to lose that extra 80 lbs, mom. I see it's really working for you.

We went to dinner at citrusboy's parent's place that night for a BBQ and she watched us like a hawk, she did.

All night, it was: How many did you have? (Citrusboy had two burgers before she started giving him the evil eye.) You can't eat that - you're not allowed to eat any sugar. (Just as I was taking my first bite of a cookie.) You have to eat only fruit in the morning because your stomach can only digest that. (She tells the nutrition major.) I decide to add that that is total bullshit and she wonders what crap they're teaching me in school.

Then she decides she's also a fitness expert, and tells me that aerobic exercise is crap, especially if you're trying to lose weight on your stomach. Apparently the only thing one needs to do to lose belly fat is sit ups. That's it. No running around necessary. And here I thought it was going to be hard or something. Silly me.

She almost, almost told me that I better watch it or my husband's going to leave my fat ass. I wonder how she restrained herself?

And to top off the evening, she sighed to the entire table about how she wished she had more children now that she looks back on her life. I guess she wishes some of them were somewhere in the vicinity of 50 lbs at the age of almost 30. And that's collectively, I'm sure.

And this all in one day folks. Can I tell you how cowtastic the other 6 days were?

By the way, can someone please tell me I'm not THAT fat or I think I might have a coronary right here, right now.

Fluffy pink clouds, calm blue ocean, fluffy pink clouds, calm blue ocean...

Plane, can you go further than Winnipeg? Nigeria sounds good, right about now.

One Cranky Leafs Fan...

2006-05-07T20:03:00.000-05:00

Food? What Food?

2006-05-06T08:52:00.000-05:00

Citrusboy and I decided to go to Superstore for our groceries the other day since they were having a $1 sale. And I like sales. Even if it is on food.

And wouldn't you know it? All, and I mean ALL, the frozen burritos and deli sub sandwiches were gone - not even the tattered remains of a wrapper were left - but all, and I mean ALL, the baby carrots, mushrooms, celery, and red peppers were still piled high. I guess "leave no veg behind" doesn't apply here. I certainly had my pick of those.

I fear for the future of this province. This does not bode well.

Oscar. Mike. Golf.

2006-05-03T10:03:00.000-05:00

So. Citrusboy and I were at the gym last night, practicing our kata, when, horrifyingly, the largest and loudest belch ever in the history of belches erupted from my body. It reverberated throughout the entire gym, bouncing of the walls in echo form. Birds flew off the rafters in fear. The Ride of the Valkyries started playing. And not just in my head.

Oooops.

After everybody was done gawking at us, I fell to the floor laughing. It was all I could do. How mortifying.

The upshot? Everybody probably thought it was citrusboy that did it, anyhow.

2006-04-29T12:29:00.000-05:00

I just got suckered into two extra hours of karate a week.

Where is the justice, people?

Running Idiocy

2006-04-15T12:42:00.000-05:00

My husband, here on in known as One Crazy Loon, has decided that we should run a 5K this summer. And not just one, which I might (probably not, I mean who are we kidding here?) be able to deal with, but two: here and here.

So on top of Kickboxing, Karate, practicing for our orange belts, Ashtanga Yoga, and our regular workout of cardio and weights, OCL now thinks we need to start running training.

Did I mention how much I despise running? I hate it like ice cream hates hot pavement.

If I survive this summer, I'll send ya'll a postcard from Hawaii - which is where I'll be going as a treat to myself for still being alive.

2006-04-10T15:57:00.000-05:00

I'm studying for exams.

Someone please, please do me a great big 'ole favour and burn the university down. To the ground. Make sure it's demolished, or I may still have to write.

On with the Scavenger Hunt!

2006-04-02T22:26:00.000-05:00

Three new things to add to my scavenger hunt of laziness:

Almost Empty
Framed
Out of Place
(poor, poor pickle...)

Hold On To Your Panties, People!

2006-03-27T20:54:00.000-06:00

Citrusboy opted not to get The Logan for now and instead went for the Chrome Dome, in an effort to raise some money for pediatric cancer.

The Hair, still intact, but quaking at its roots in silent desperation, praying for a last minute reprieve.
And it's off to keep someone else's head warm on those cold Winterpeg nights.
Let the shaving begin! Right down the middle! Excellent! They should have left it just like that... except I have to go home with him, so on second thought, maybe not.
For all his pains, citrusboy got a free steak dinner complete with beer,
some Manitoba Moose hockey tickets (too bad they weren't playing the Toronto Marlins, but I think we would have been booed right out of the stadium!),
and best of all, he got to help raise some money for cancer!

What? What was that? You actually want to see what he looks like now? Well, alrighty, you asked for it!

As for my hair (and who really cares about that now, anyway), it's still intact - just slightly shorter and more Rory-esque.
A great big thanks to those who supported us! You guys rock!

So How Do You Like Me Now?

2006-03-26T19:55:00.000-06:00

Blog Scavenger?

2006-03-25T12:19:00.000-06:00

I like this idea of a Blog Scavenger Hunt, so I'm stealing the idea from Better Safe Than Sorry who got it from here.

Also, it saves my lazy ass from actually typing something...

So, ladies and germs, without further ado:

Not Allowed
Leftovers
A Fridge

(our only fridge, by the way...)

Hair, Be Gone!

2006-03-16T20:10:00.001-06:00

Citrusboy is turning 30 next week, so he's decided he can no longer respectably wear the long hair.
So on the 22nd, snippity-snip it goes.
He's going for The Logan (Echolls, not Huntzburger (perish the thought)):
Now, even though we've been here in the 'Peg for almost two years, we've never gotten a haircut here. We've always gone back to Toronto to get the deed done. (I hear ya'll screaming - SNOBS!!! Don't worry, my hearing is very good.)

So being a little leary of the hairdressers in this fair city, I've waited over a year to get another haircut:
I am truly freaked out about it, but have decided on a Rory:
I have actually found an Aveda salon and booked an appointment. *sob* No Civello for me this time around. I pray it turns out at least halfway decent.

Oy. Oy. Oy.

2006-03-11T15:00:00.000-06:00

See that? Do you see that? Yes, it's snow. Lots of it. Snow in March. Snow nine days away from spring. NINE, people, NINE.

Sigh.

Random Poll

2006-03-07T22:56:00.000-06:00

Well, not so much with the random, but a poll nonetheless.

To see INXS in concert or not to see INXS in concert. That is the... Well, you get the picture.

It's kind of a travesty to see JD Fortune up there instead of good ole Michael Hutchence, but JD is from Oakville and that kinda makes me proud, sad as that may be.

Decisions, decisions. What do you all think?

2006-03-02T13:10:00.000-06:00

I just finished watching the newest episode of Gilmore Girls.

And the funniest thing I ever saw: Sebastian Bach singing Hollaback Girl.

And if that wasn't hilarious enough, he goes on to sing: Wooo oooo, this my shh, this my shh...

I fell to the floor, laughing until it hurt.

Props to you, Rebecca Rand Kirshner!

2006-02-27T22:23:00.000-06:00

So I was waiting to go into my bio exam tonight, when I caught sight of a T-shirt that read:

If At First You Don't Succeed....

Go To The U of M.

Heh. You don't say?

Cold Enough For Ya?

2006-02-16T18:08:00.000-06:00

Welcome to -40C, my friends. (That's also -40F for those of you not on the metric scale.)

It's so cold my lip gloss froze. And I was only outside for, oh, a grand total of five minutes.

Never thought I'd live to see the day where that happens.

Enjoy the snow, Winnipeg. And Toronto? I hate you.

2006-02-14T11:36:00.000-06:00

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!

Sephora: Now for Kitties

2006-02-13T09:57:00.000-06:00

Sephora, the ultimate kitty playground:

Cow Kitty trying to get some Fatty tail.

I guess that's better than Sephora?

Rice Whosit?

2006-02-12T21:46:00.000-06:00

Remember the marshmallow incident?

We ended up with this huge slab of marshmallow sitting in our fridge, when citrusboy got the bright (and when I say bright, I don't mean it laced with sarcasm) idea to make rice crispy squares.

So off he went with a pot, some butter, some Snap, Crackle, and Pop, and the marshmallow du slab.

And let me tell you: most awesome rice crispy squares (er, rice crispy slab) EVER. E-V-E-R. So, so good.
I think it was the homemade marshmallow that did the trick, so maybe, just maybe Carcin O'Genic is a genius in disguise.

Underwear Drama Mama

2006-02-06T11:32:00.000-06:00

I'm at the gym yesterday, fresh from the shower, walking around in my skivvies, 'cause, well, I can and so I will.

The woman next to me looks at me and says "Cute underwear. Those are so fun. You really need to wear something fun once in a while, hey?"

Seriously? You're talking to me about my underwear while I'm standing around in my underwear. Really?

Oh My God, Winnipeg people. Get a grip! Don't talk to people about their underthings as they walk around half-nakid. I mean, really. You people just love to blah-dee-blah don't you? I'm in my underwear for crying out loud.

So I told her they glowed in the dark and moved the hell away from her.

And just for reference, these are the infamous pair:
Aren't they fun?

Gag Me

2006-01-30T16:17:00.000-06:00

Just went to Shoppers because I had some free time and decided that maybe I needed some new perfume.

So a-spraying I went. And now I'm paying for it. I reek to high heaven of:

Baby Phat. Which smells a lot better now that it has dried down. But still. Ugh.

Paris Hilton. I thought I liked this one, but now not so sure.

Brit-Brit's Fantasy. Nice and sweet. Kinda makes me want to vomit a cupcake. A pink, icing-laden cupcake.

I can't get this damned stuff off. It's so bad I can actually taste it.

Help. Me. Please.

4 Things.....

2006-01-30T12:23:00.000-06:00

Stole this from Travel Bug Chronicles, who found this on Mez's blog.

As it really helps me out with not having to write an actual post, here are my 4 things:

4 Jobs You Have Had in Your Life (in Chronological Order):

4. Medical Secretary at a Walk-in Clinic
3. Sales associate in the crappiest retail store EVER
2. Research Assistant for Product Development for the Military
1. Pharmacy Assistant

4 Movies You Could Watch Over and Over:

4. Dirty Dancing
3. Breakfast Club
2. Grease
1. Bridget Jones

4 Places You Have Lived:

4. Krakow, Poland
3. Vienna, Austria
2. Toronto, Canada
1. Winnipeg, Canada. Uh huh.

4 TV Shows You Love to Watch:

4. Corner Gas
3. Lost
2. Veronica Mars
1. Gilmore Girls

4 Places You Have Been on Vacation:

4. Florida
3. Dominican Republic
2. Cuba
1. New York

4 Websites You Visit Daily:

4. eBay.ca
3. sephora.com
2. televisionwithoutpity.com
1. university website

4 of Your Favourite Foods:

4. Wings with Thai Chili sauce
3. Pad Thai
2. Pierogies
1. Sushi

4 Places You Would Rather Be Right Now:

4. on a beach in a warm country, like the Dominican Republic
3. touring Europe on a dime
2. in Yorkdale. *sob* Oh my god, sooooooooob...
1. home in Toronto for a visit, or better yet, a permanent stay

4 Bloggers You Are Tagging:

4. New Homeowner
3. Rinny
2. Better Safe Than Sorry
1. And the person who didn't bother reading this except for this last line