Life needs change.

CONSPIRACY THEORY #20050823/4

i can tend to bowl over for the almighty (or not so mighty) dollar. everytime i’ve been called into work because someone called in sick, i’ve said YES. unless i had an appointment or something uncancellable. so this time i said yes, almost ulcerated as i thought about the amount of work i had to do, and then i called back and told my manager i couldn’t make it after all. dut dut duuuuut.

so far what i’ve noticed at the ex is that there a lot of illiterate people. and stupid people and you can sorta tell the kinds of people who go there. well i know that on the radio it says that the exhibit is interactive, but things broke on the 1^st day so we’ve had to change the rules a bit.

i’ve also noticed that i kinda get annoyed with some parents. i mean it may not be the way that they feed their kids all the time, but when they can’t even take care of themselves then what makes them think they can take care of their kids? i saw one mother giving her kid some of her ice cap from tim’s. using the straw on the streetcar. like that’s not dangerous enough. or the ones that give their kids chips and then call their friend to pick up fries for their dinner. riiiiiiight.

i got stung by a freakin’ wasp at work. what the *&%$ is that!??!?! i was working and my hand brushed the back of my shirt. i felt like i was being stabbed by a pin or needle so i asked my co-worker if i had a pin stuck on the back of my top. nope. sneaky bastard. so my index finger was kinda throbbing, hot to the touch and a bit darker. stupid stupid stupid. I HATE YOU WASP. I HOPE YOU DIE AN EARLY DEATH!!!!!

http://www.museecheddar.org/english/english.htm there's a museum of CHEESE! isn't that awesome!?!?!

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CONSPIRACY THEORY #20050819

jeezy peezy. my mother’s SO freakin’ paranoid. now because there’s that missing markham chick, she’s making my sister pick me up from the station after work. who the fuck cares??!?!?!?! ok, well yes, i mean i care that she’s missing, but what does it have to do with me? just because people are getting shot, doesn’t mean we’re all walking around in bullet proof vests, we didn’t wear masks during the sars thingy, i still don’t use bug repellent… why oh why. if she knew how dodgy brighton was, she’d NEVER have let me go.

mmmmmm. peanut butter. today was a peanut butter day. i had a cinnamon raisin bagel with crunchy peanut butter. mmmm… and then i had peanut butter dipped granola bar later. can you tell i’m living the life of a broek student again? must count change for coffee… no sorry can’t meet you for din-din, let’s do coffee instead…

the only word to describe the rain today is ‘delicious’. only because i was sitting in the bus, all dry as the world got drenched. there was so much water along the edge of the street that the bus was arcing water over the sidewalks. i heard people screeching as the bus went by. the wall of water was taller than the mother. i must say, i’m impressed with the new buses. they don’t rain on the inside when it pours on the outside. but i still hate them because they don’t have good standing room.

i’ve learned the evil of suburbia. see, if you live here then you KNOW you NEED a car to get around. because public transportation sucks if you’re out in the arse end of nowhere suburbia. so you HAVE to drive. well, most kids think they need a car before anything else. so they buy a car. then they get stuck with insurance and gas and then they can never leave home because they can’t save up to buy a house/condo or rent. so we all turn into a bunch of TURF KIDS! well i rebel against it! i REFUSE to stay at home as long as possible. i want out NOW! it sucks ass knowing that it takes at least an hour just to get anywhere. and suburbia is not designed for public transit anyway. the streets aren’t pedestrian friendly, and it takes FOREVER just to get across freakin’ parking lots. the time it takes me to go downtown can be the time it takes me to get across scaborough by bus. how lame is that? go subway. i even prefer the rt (or as jamie y. calls it… the faRT) to the bus. sucky sucky sucky. and hey, my G1 expires TOMORROW. heeheehee. so much for getting my license. again. oh well. it’s not a priority anymore. sometimes i wish i had it, but then i’d never get the car anyway so what’s the point?

nikushimu

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CONSPIRACY THEORY #20050818     

the weather doesn’t seem to co-operate with me this year. most tuesdays and thursdays when i have practice, there’s a chance of rain. and today is kinda cool and windy. the 3000m challenge back at the outer harbour was rainy, this past weekend for sizzler was chilly and never mind about waterloo and the rain of biblical proportions. dammit!

wayne is so FAT that he broke the computer desk. hahahahahaahhaahahahaha. that amuses me to no end for some reason. when he first told me i imagined the desk breaking in half like in cartoons, but then he said it was that roll-out thingy for the keyboard.

starting september metropasses are transferable. how awesome is that? finally, the ttc seems to have made a smart decision. well ok, i don’t know how often other people use their metropasses, but it’s awesome! now a bus driver can’t give people flak for not having their OWN metropass. wheeeeeeeeee!

stupid 50 cent, game, tony yayo. SO annoying. go away. same with jermaine dupri. and i don’t like that foo fighters song either. at least the edge still plays the not-so-new songs. classical 96.3 is kind of staticky. annoying. and they have annoying commercials.

so dumb. i went to return a book to the library at scarborough campus. and i photocopied one more chapter from it. why didn’t i ever think of shrinking both pages to fit on one when i copy it? like who cares if the print’s a lot smaller, you save money. AND if you’re lucky enough to find a copier that double sides things for you, you’re laughing! why didn’t i think of it before? so stupid. i coulda saved more money, and paper. after all these years. i think it’s cuz there a photocopier in my dad’s study that only does straight copies – no enlarging, shrinking etc.

i’m tired all the time. i ‘go to bed’ at around 12 and get up around 8:30, but i feel exhausted. so much so that i’m ALWAYS sleeping on the bus and subway. s’not good. i know i’m getting uncomfortable sleep because i wake up feeling worse than when i went to bed, but this is ridiculous.

i need a financial, emotional, physical, all-in-one miracle.

nikushimu

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CONSPIRACY THEORY #20050817
motime itself is a giant conspiracy. i used to be able to cut and paste glob entries from word using firefox. well i can’t even type one in right then and there because it’s BLANK. wtf!?!?!? SO annoying. now i HAVE to use explorer. and even if i cut and paste into explorer my paragraphs seem to get smaller as you go along. SO retarded.

got my skittles and i’m ready to roll. har har har. riiiiiiiiiight! but it’s so weird how candy can help a bad situation. and make it all better. aaaaaaaaaaaah junk food, my saviour when it’s crunch time. ugh!

tee-shirts from cases of beer. do they actually exist? i don’t think i’ve actually seen anybody wearing one… either than or i haven’t really noticed. but do you ever wonder? i mean they’ve ALWAYS had a free tee-shirt as a promo so i guess it works well????? i just keep hearing the commercials on the radio and seeing them on tv.  

so first my parents are shitting bricks that i don’t have a job and they’re threatening me that they’ll start charging rent… riiiiiiiight, so just uhh add it to my tab. and now that i have a temp job at the ex (NOT as a carnie) they tell me i shouldn’t be doing it because of my thesis. gawd i LOVE it when parents are unreasonable. but my mother can arbitrarily decide that i will stay up until 2am so that i can put the solidified yogurt she made in the fridge. uh-huh.

my uni for work is SO ugly. it’s a white, button down short sleeved, cotton/poly blend shirt. ooh, almost wrote shit instead of shirt… hmm… but it wouldn’t REALLY be a typo. everyone and their mother knows i don’t wear white. THIS IS TERRIFYING!!!!! i feel like i’m back in elementary school. white top, dark pants. *sigh. this job is SO sketchy too. we had to go in for ‘orientation’ this morning. it was 5 minutes long because NOTHING HAS BEEN SET UP YET! and so i’ve decided NOT to go in tomorrow to have a look. so i’ll be uninformed. oh well, i couldn’t care less at this point. it’s either that or miss practice and even though i don’t get paid to go to practice, it’s SO much more rewarding. at least it’s organized.

nikushimu

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CONSPIRACY THEORY #20050815    

so it seems that u of t’s library system has a personal vendetta against me. i’m still writing my freakin’ thesis, and i decided to head downtown today to look for other stuff that might help supplement my writing. i’m ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS short of the word count. i don’t understand how people can go over. hahahaha. anyhow, the book that i was looking for is naturally MISSING. like the other book that i wanted on connoisseurship. yesh, i can spell that word withtout thinking now thank you very much. i think there was another book that was missing too… of course. stupid library. what have i ever done to you? i’ve always praised you. is it because i had too much pride to let you take money away from me for overdue fines, so i always brought them back in time?

nostalgia. funny how it hits you. like friday night. the bass player had his music stand adjusted in a way that it was flat like a tabletop. i looked over to mel and said, ‘hey look, miss hart would have a fit if she saw that!’ and we thought of how naice it was that their music stands actually stood straight, with uncurled edges and they didn’t sway or stand crookedly. the only ‘what if’ that i think of at these times is, what if i DID go to u of t for music performance in the clarinet? i don’t regret studying what i’ve studied, cuz that’d be retarded. and i likely wouldn’t have gotten into dragon boating and met all these amazing people, but still… i wonder. i miss playing the clarinet with other people. i miss being so lost in the music that nothing else matters. although i suspect that it’s what caused my scoliosis. because i didn’t sit up properly. anyhow, i miss it. but i also want to learn how to play the violin, or cello. that’d be awesome. taiko was fun, wish i had the money to continue. it was so inspiring to have chris as my teacher. he was SO devoted to music that he gave up a lot for it. but he had to stop because of injuries. i wonder what he’s up to now…

so this is kinda mean, but i saw this girl on the subway on the way home and she looked like marjorie from ‘little britain’. and for those not in the know, ‘little britain’ is a HILARIOUS kids in the hall-type show. and they’re SO funny and creative, there’s i think 3 guys that play ALL the characters. anyhow, marjorie is actually one of the men in drag. she’s runs the fat fighters program. http://www.bbc.co.uk/comedy/littlebritain/characters/characters10.shtml. i LOVE the show. it’s on at 10pm wednesday nights on showcase… not like i watch it religiously or anything. my friends karl and christian in the uk introduced me to it. i miss everyone there. i wonder how they’re all doing? i just got an e-mail from christian. yaaaay! and he’s apparently staying in the uk. strange man. hahahahaa.

*sigh. my FAVOURITEST (yes, it’s a word in my nictionary!) show in the world is now over. i can’t believe it’s been on for 5 freakin’ years! yes, i am part of the demographic of straight women that watches ‘queer as folk’. it was the only show that i’d watch religiously. like, if i missed the 10pm, then i’d stay up to watch it later in the wee hours of the morning since showcase repeats some shows in the same night. anyhow, the ending was kind of anti-climactic, but not. hahaha, michael used to call me a fag hag because of it, but we’d ALWAYS talk about the latest epi at work like teenagers. i miss you michael wherever you are. i hoped you liked the last episode and i hope you found your one and only out there. love you.

agent orange

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CONSPIRACY THEORY #20050814

i told you so. is all i have to say to the stupid bitch-ass, crack-headed dermatologist i saw when i was younger and had really bad acne. so wore so much make-up you could scrape it all of into a bucket. bitch tried to get me to take accutane. like it was a life or death situation. like acne was like leprosy or something. well now in the states if you're taking accutane you have to add your name to a registry because your children are prone to defects. uh-huh. i told her i used sunscreen in the summer because i was outside a lot and she told me to stop using it because it was 'bad' for my pores. what, so i can see you when i develop skin cancer too? hell fucking no. she'd make you WAIT for like 2 hours for a 15 minute appointment. so i just cancelled my appointments with her after all. hahaha, i called and cancelled, and her secretary who also tried to pressure me into taking accutane asked me if i wanted to re-book it. i told her that i wasn't going to bother going back. so the moral of the story kids is that you're not going to DIE from a pimple or 2, unless you're taking accutane. hahahahahaha.

there's something special about eating ice cream and brownies when watching sports events on tv. like the olympics, or in my case today, the iaaf championships. seeing hot athletic body after hot athletic body flit across the tv screen as you eat spoonful after spoonful of yumminess. mmmmmmmmmmm! and especially after a long day like today.

it was sizzler finals at outer harbour. it rained, t'was mighty cold. i didn't think it'd be THAT cold so i didn't really pack appropriately. i wore my one and only long-sleeve under my uni during the races. was a decent, brisk day for paddling, and a ROTTEN day for drumming. plus it's not a biggie so there's no drums and seats. which means i get majorly splashed. i lent my umbrella to these people giving out samples of dole juice. yummy! because i figured it'd be safest if someone was actually HOLDING it. not just leaving it in the trailer where some random person might pick it up and walk off with it. well they left early. so i thought, FUCKING BITCHES NICKED MY UMBRELLA! and it's the 2nd i've gone through this year. after the finals and i was changed, the sky began to clear up. i looked over to my right, and there was my UMBRELLA! someone set it down, still opened on the ground. i guess they passed it on to someone else. so YAY for my umbrella!

funny, it seems like all i did this weekend was sleep. after going to the jazz club friday night, i tried to go to sleep, but i couldn't. so i got up and worked on my thesis for a bit, then decided i WAS tired after all and went to sleep... for an hour. because i had to drop stuff off at aruny's because we were meeting sue and richard at CORA'S! mmmmmmmmmm. my FAVE place for brecky. there's something nicer about meeting people for brecky as opposed to dinner. we were scrutinizing a woman with no chin eating outside. and she left 2/3 of her fruit. and they skimped on the fruit inside me and sue's crepes. bastards! but it was still goodness. they went off to the airport (sue and richard, not the fruit) and me and aruny we going to go to the varsity to watch '2046'. sleepy, stupid me was going to dish out $23 for 2 freakin' tickets when aruny stopped me. so we decided to speed to rainbow to catch 'charlie and the choco factory'. well as it was, the time in now mag was written wrong so we had 40 mins to wait. i got a refund by lying, because we decided to go back to his place to sleep.

and den today after sizzler, i went back to his place, took a shower, ate and... slept again. being cold is tiring! aruny has been addicted to tetris on his celly as of late, and he wasn't as tired as me. so he had his celly under his pillow. so amusing. like hiding something 'bad' under pillow. teeheehee.

sue, we're going back to cora's on a weekday morning because it's less busy. and it's fun watching all the corporate slimes going to work, as you sit sipping your tea that spills out of that 'special' decanter. and we're going on a roadtrip to nyc. when i have some money. which will be a long time, so i guess i can get my license during that time too. hahahahaaha.

agent orange

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CONSPIRACY THEORY #20050813

so i REALLY want to listen to this song i have on my computer, but the only fuckin’ program that will let me listen to it just keeps fucking up. i swear computers are garbage. they’re somewhat useful, but when you REALLY need something from them, they’re not there for you. like money, jobs, people, yourself.

went to Montreal bistro tonight. emilie-claire barlow is AWESOME live. and she’s cute as a button! but her band was really good too. the drummer is total chick bait. anyhow her voice is so clear and pure. mel spilled water not once, not twice but THREE times during the sets. it’s so typical us. like when we snuck hot chocolate into the library in high school and knocked it over. hahahahahaha.

there’s really nothing to listen to at 3 in the morning. how lame. but i’m not tired. slightly perturbed and awake cuz of a coffee that aruny ordered by accident. silly man. my shoulders are achy cuz i’m so tense. this freakin’ thesis is giving me insomnia. great. piece of shit! not like it’s going to write itself of course. i love how i’m too awake to sleep, but not awake enough to actually be efficient. this is ass. total assness. i need to run away and join the circus. then i can travel too. lions and tigers and bear oh my!

ever since i came back little by little things have been changing in my room. like the fact that there’s nothing on my walls except for tack and nail holes. and the hole from when i whipped my keys in my angsty teenage years. a lot of the ‘stuff’ i had has been recycled, trashed or put away. it just seems irrelevant. jeezy peezy i have to be up in 4 hours. lalalalala.

fitter, happier more productive… HA! like any of that is true. and this is such assness. i can’t even cut/paste this entry if i use firefox. TOTAL ASSNESS

 

agent orange

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CONSPIRACY THEORY #20050812

now i know my mother does it on purpose. for the past 6 years i’ve been dragon boating. for the past 6 years, i’ve just asked my mother to leave me some miso soup after night practice. it’s SO hard to eat anything with chopsticks after practice when you’re gimpy (ok, so she’s not supposed to know about my gimpiness), i don’t want to eat too much too late because i find that i sleep worse (and my poor sleeping habits don’t help) and i’m just not really hungry most of the time. but she ALWAYS leaves me more than soup. maybe i’ll just say nothing. but then i know she’ll leave me a freakin’ meal. so i just shove it all in my mouth because it’s a hassle to pick up so much stuff with chopsticks. hahahaha, maybe if i actually ate in front of her she’d stop.

ok. that was a lame theory, but it’s true. aruny, your brownies are AWESOME with ice cream too. thank you muches. mmmmmMMMMMMMMMmmmmmm. soooooooooo goooooood. and while i’m still on the topic of food, every thursday as i wait for the donlands bus i smell the most DIVINE curry. it’s smells so so so good, and i’ve been trying to figure out which resto it’s coming from, and the only one i can think of is a caribbean one. and you take a deep breath and then end up hacking and coughing as people begin to smoke up…

i seem to see different carcasses along leslie as i walk to practice now. last week was a dead bird. tuesday i saw a racoon and today i saw a rabbit. another time i saw a skunk. scary to think that animals can live through the assness of ‘walking to outer harbour stink’. maybe that’s why they’re dead.

so there were 2 hardcore hoodrats on the subway. and there were 3 stereotypical blondes. the hoodrats were taking up 5 seats between themselves as they were acting all ‘street’ like they from tha hood yo. probably going home to their mommies cuz it was past their bedtimes. and the 3 blondes were scrutinizing those reese peanut butter cups ads and they couldn’t understand them. y’know the ones that have 2 pics… one that says ‘good together’ and then shows the candy ‘better together’. anyhow, the hoodrats were laughing at them most obviously. and then continued to speak in ‘street’ cuz they so cool. anyhow, the blondes went to kennedy and as i stood by the door i got the ‘look’. y’know the look where a chick judges a chick and automatically thinks, ‘i’m like SO better than her.’ o dear, i’m heart-broken… right.

it’s kinda creepy when someone you don’t know leaves a comment on your glob. i mean yeah, it’s on-line and it’s for public consumption, fine read away. but to the point where someone leaves a comment? c’mon. and now i know that i’m going to elicit a myriad of anon/unknown comments from strangers.

my mother’s funny. she tried to give me a keychain with a light. the kind that you can use when you’re coming home late at night so you can find the keyhole. right. i’m not blind like the rest of my family and the people across the street have this porchlight that’s blindingly bright. the ones that are like foglights on cars that are so bright that they blind you. and it’s ALWAYS on. and i know this because it’s still on at 6am!

this is lame again.

agent orange  

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CONSPIRACY THEORY #20050811

slow bus drivers. the ones that drive SO agonizingly slow that it’s painful to actually be on the bus. the ones that make you miss the next bus so that you have to walk home. for 20 minutes when you’re already tired and kinda cranky. and who woulda thunk it? i had the same bus driver the day after, but at a different time. retards. no, i’m not hating on the ttc, i’m hating on the area i live in. i’m sick and tired of hauling ass anywhere because it takes at least an hour.

i will mourn the loss of fruit stickers. they’re going to use a laser to slightly discolour the skin of fruits rather than using stickers. i like to stick them on the calendar on my fridge. even in the uk i stuck them on the fridge magnets. so sad. but, at least it’s better for the environment.

i just saw the 8 month old baby of an old elementary school friend. SHE’S SO CUTE! not that it’ll EVER mean that i’ll want children. dammit, i forgot the kid’s name already. anyhow, she was grumpy today because she wanted to be carried rather than strapped into her stroller. we were both thinking… yeah i wish someone would drive me around. hahahaha.

my dentist is awesome. he’s been my dentist since i was a little kid. his daughter now works at the same office. and the office has totally upgraded so that some of the rooms have tvs and stuff. anyhow, he knows i haven’t had insurance for the past few years and he charged me ½ price for my appointment. he’s so great!

welcome back to english-land stephie. i don’t know about you, but i totally have the itch to travel again.

agent orange 

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CONSPIRACY THEORY #20050808

why is it that no matter how full you are, when you’re studying or doing tedious writing, that you feel hungry? all i’ve been doing today is eating, eating, eating. wine gums, cheerios snack mix, a tangerine, cookies… and this is between my regular meals. thank goodness i do dragon boating. mmmm.. now my keyboard is lightly scented with orange.

i’ve forgotten how painful ‘family’ meals can be. i usually get home just as they’re finishing up or i just don’t get to eat much because i get home too late. i must remember to plan my life more carefully. don’t want to get caught at the table with my family again. hahahaha. things are bad when you don’t get along with your father anymore.

so my friend’s album is FINALLY dropping august 30^th. he’s been trying and singing with this group ‘the show’ since grade 10 or so. omar lent me their demo and i was totally blown away. and then he came by to pick it up and we went driving around and he played it in the cd player. it was so surreal to hear him singing… to himself. i’m so proud of him that this is finally happening. the single ‘who’ has been released on the radio, the video’s on much music. now they can have something more concrete to back up the hype. the link is now on my blog. the one and only one. so please check it out. i’ve seen him struggle to get all this shit together, i’ve *cough scammed things for him when money was tight, i’ve waited to have the actual album in my hands. i’m so excited for him and i hope that good things will continue to reward him.

hmm… another tangerine seems mighty fine about now.

agent orange

please excuse the brevity for there’s not much happening in my life right now. except that i get BROWNIES ON WEDNESDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY~!

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CONSPIRACY THEORY #20050807

you know those times when you’re doing research that you finally get your hands on a book that you THOUGHT you needed, but it turned out to be totally WORTHLESS?! yeah, i’ve had a few of those moments. but you know that if you didn’t get to see it, it’ll be bothering you cuz you think it’s the key to all your questions. like the book that i put a search on because i couldn’t find it. in the end they told me to go to interlibrary loans to get it. it costs $20 just to put in a freakin’ request. i’ll never win.

i hate the new Toronto.com website. it’s SO retarded and harder to use. it’s so convoluted and just TERRIBLE! sue noticed it last week and she was screaming in frustration. i don’t blame her at all.

what do children watch on saturday mornings now? there’s NO good cartoons. poor deprived children. there was such incentive to get up early in the morning and park your ass in front of the tv when we were younger. there’s NOTHING. snorkels, popples, punky brewster, get along gang, smurfs, x-men, muppets, muppet babies, transformers, voltron etc… those were great fun. ok so admittedly i don’t remember which ones were actually on saturday mornings… but i never said i had a wicked memory either. maybe the reason why there are so many angry little children out there is because they don’t have good tv shows anymore.

i have now learned that i can go for almost 2 days without combing/brushing my hair. i slept over at arun’s last night and i forgot something for my hair. went to practice, washed my hair… hahahaaha. and then i came home and it was all fine.

never EVER go to this place called cocoberry’s. it’s close to york st and queen’s quay. my pita was ok, but aruny’s brecky was dismal. $8 for 3 greasy eggs, burnt toast, a mccain’s hashbrown and yucky sausages. even the coffee was BAD. and you couldn’t even disguise it with cream and sugar. we only went there cuz cora’s was BUSY.

i need your help guys, i’ve been pondering anther tatt. a bass clef… d’you think it’d look retarded if i put it under my treble clef? of course i’ll have to wait until i have more money. *sigh. i’ve decided to grow my hair out to sell it. sorry arun, you’re going to have to put up with it for a while more.

right. 12 days.

agent orange

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CONSPIRACY THEORY #20050805

bus drivers are evil evil people. not only do they have an running bet to see who can drive away from people that are speedwalking/running to the bus stop the most, but they also LIE. like when the bus driver yesterday told me that the bus was NOT going in the direction i wanted, and when the light changed, HE WENT STRAIGHT!!!!! i walked to the library, and home and then home again after practice from the same goddamn bus stop twice! fucker! i was dripping sweat by the time i got home, so i hopped in the shower. and despite my putting on sunscreen, I TANNED! so retarded!

http://www.cbc.ca/story/canada/national/2005/08/05/icebreaker050805.html i want it. then i can use it to get to the bus stop in the winter. or i can use it to ferry people across the park for a small fee, or a good cookie. hahahahaha. wayne also suggested that i use it for piracy in the arctic. then i said i’d have to actually leave the warm cocoon of my boat to loot the other one, and what if they had nothing? a. if it's an ice breaker... maybe it can just ram through ships too?  and then you collect the stuff behind you with a looting net.  yesssss.

BRILLIANT I SAY!

i was most disturbed this morning. there was a dead fly on my floor. i thought it was a big lump of lint… although i haven’t worn socks in ages. i almost picked it up with my fingers!!!!!!!!! you all know i HATE bugs with a passion, i don’t care if butterflies are ‘pretty’, they’re still BUGS! i sleep with my door closed, this means that i slept with a fly in my room! eeeeeeeeks! at least it wasn’t a june bug.

today was actually a productive day. i volunteered in the morning (and froze my ass off), did some research and then did some more. and the book that i needed had NOTHING in it. that was a little disappointing. but i was able to read the exhibition catalogue that i needed.

i found yet another purse i want at my favouritest store in the world. jeanne lottie. i took edyta there today and found a naice lil red purse for $20 fro $80. but i didn’t buy it. i’m dangerously close to my account minimum, so i think i have to switch it to be safe. if i can, then i can buy it. whee!

the end is nigh. but until then i must SUFFER! waaaaaaaah! i hate you thesis. leave me alone, i hate you, i hate you, i hate you. i’m SICK of you and i never want to see you ever again! i don’t understand how people can do phds and not get sick of their topic. i’ve only been working on this for about 4 months and i hate it. wish i could just hurry up and finish the damned thing!

and on that note i think i’m going to work away at it like a good little girl

agent orange

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CONSPIRACY THEORY #20050803/4

http://politics.guardian.co.uk/conservatives/story/0,,1541671,00.html

unfuckinbelievable! and curry is a national dish my ass!

so i’m totally shocked, scared and bewildered by what someone had announced this morning. and it’s totally out of my hands, but it still affects me. what to do? i don’t know. i keep checking my inbox hoping it’s not true, but it remains empty. i wish i could change things, i wish i could make it better, but i can’t. i can’t really talk to anyone else about it, because it’s not something to be spread around. bleh! shitty shitty shitty.

 i’ve been banned from my oven. i can’t use it because of course, ‘the house will get too hot!’ and they’ll have to turn on the a/c, ceiling fans and standing fans, not like they don’t already. so i’ve been munching through the bag of chocolate chips and they’ll be gone before the summer is over. damn! this house is freezing. and my mother wonders why i use another blanket. craziness i say! i must have inherited my mother’s southern japanese genes. but she hates summer now. hope i never get like that.

 i want to go to japan. i miss it. my mother keeps telling me to go teach english there. i don’t want to teach english there. but at the same time, i don’t know what kind of job i can find there either. however, i’d like to become fluent and enough so that i can communicate with my parents properly. then we can actually have fights where i don’t walk away because i know we’re not going to get anywhere due to miscommunication. for now, i think i will look into taking language classes in either french or italian. it wouldn’t hurt my dismal job prospects. of course, i’ll need to find me a job to actually pay for all this… and i also want to take capo lessons with wayne-o. don’t worry, i haven’t forgotten. i just needs to make me some serious cash here!

 hey arun! didja notice that there weren’t any obnoxious people near us when we went out for din-din tonight? wasn’t that great?! see, we often end up going to a resto and end up having loud and obnoxious people near us. i don’t know why. the first time was this lady who wouldn’t shut up about the film festival, her table manners were atrocious and she was LOUD! then there was another dude who spoke loudly and his voice was annoying. and i can go on and on. we can play the ‘what’s worse’ game. hahahaha.

 i miss my friends in brighton. i’m actually kinda feeling a bit nostalgic for the city, the pier, and the beach… that never really had that sea breeze that you’d associate with salt water… VERY VERY strange. if anyone watches ‘little britain’ in the intro/theme song part, when they show ‘emily – the lady’ riding a bike along the coast, that’s what brighton beach is kinda like. except that it’s not sand, it’s rock.

 

well whatever, g'nite.

agent orange

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Wednesday, 03 August 2005

CONSPIRACY THEORY #20050803

air-conditioning is evil. really. aside from the fact that it’s bad for the environment, it’s SO wasted. i can’t even change the thermostat in my house because my parents will kill me. it HAS to be cold in my house. my toes are cold. my father gets mad if i open my blinds in the summer. sorry, i like natural light. the only person that should really be complaining about the heat would be my mother cuz she has a crazy garden in the backyard and she does all this cooking. my dad goes from a/c house -> car -> cold a/c work -> car -> a/c house. my sister leaves early enough to take a cold bus because it’s one of those ugly new ones they use on our route, and her workplace is pretty a/c’d too. and she gets a cold bus ride home too. i don’t get it.

isn’t it funny how the uk likes to play up their ‘multiculturalism’ a lot now? it’s like they’re scared so they feel they have to give token acknowledgement to those ‘damned immigrants’.  not like toronto’s perfect, but it’s not as bad. except that one time that i got a coffee in a travel mug, sat down and was studying at a table when this rich, snooty couple decided they wanted to sit down too. he had his hand on the chair across from me, and usually people with some decency would ASK if you mind. he said, ‘well i hate these immigrants who just sit down anywhere and think they can just study when people who are PAYING customers deserve these seats.’ he also assumed that i didn’t understand English, which is ironic because i was doing philosophy readings in ENGLISH! he was also carrying a stupid yappy little lapdog. hahaha, i didn’t have to do anything though because his dippy wife was scared of my cut-eye. he didn’t even bother to look/acknowledge my presence. like i was deaf and dumb or something. what a jerk.

i forgot to buy candy to help me write my paper. hahaha, wouldn’t it be great if you had magical candies to ‘help’ you do work you don’t want to do? riiiiiiiiiiight! i’m sure everyone in the world has also wished that cramming via osmosis worked too. HEYYYYYYYYY! i just remembered that the word count INCLUDES footnotes AND bibliography! wheeeeeeeee!

anyhoo, i had all this other stuff to say, but me forgots.

agent orange

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Tuesday, 02 August 2005

CONSPIRACY THEORY #20050802

isn’t it terrible when you need to be busy to manage your time better? i’ve had so much time to work on my freakin’ thesis, but well… it’s far from done. and look, i’m EVEN BLOGGING!!!!! i haven’t done it since i left the uk in april! i’ve finished all 6 harry potter books in the past 2 weeks. jeezy peezy!

ok. so as you can all tell, i’m still unemployed and my thesis isn’t done. woohoo! hahaha, SO lame. it’s 1:20am. i’m kinda ticked off, so i know i won’t be able to sleep for a while. my parents have decided to stay up until i get home. they did this when i was younger, and jeezy peezy i took care of myself for 7 months, and i come back to this. and of course it’s MY fault that they’re tired because they stay up. did i ASK you to? no. so so so lame. my age puts me in the next freakin’ age bracket!!!!!

yay! aruny’s home! so weird because we were apart for 7 months, but 10 days felt like forever. AND HE MISSED OUR ANNIVERSARY!!!!! hahaha… it’s just fun to heckle.

I CAN DRINK COFFEE AGAIN!!!!! so i thought that the acid in coffee was too much for me belly for a while. and i had one today and i was juss fine! so according to my friend, my food poisoning-ish symptoms were not from the coffee, but from a virus that i may have picked up along the way.

so this is a really LAME post, but there’s not a whole heck of a lot going on in my life right now.

agent orange

ps happy trails to edie who's off to van city cuz she's such a nerd! hahaha just kidding. i'm proud of you hon. just send us your address so we can send you mail.

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