in the infamous words of hot hot heat, 'oh goddammit'

do you ever agree to something even though you don't think you're actually quite ready to do said 'thing' yet?

somehow, i do that all the time.

i'm such an asshole.

but, i guess that's how adventures happen.

lemonade me my co-co-co

today, i was sitting at a nursing station writing a note in a patient chart, when someone started wretching and actively vomiting about fifteen feet away.

i didn't even look up.

in fact, i wouldn't have noticed had a nurse not gone and checked on the patient.

i think i've officially become desensitized to all gratuitous bodily secretions/emissions.

well, except things leaking out the eyes. that'll always gross me out.

there are some debts we never pay

forget sharon, lois and bram. forget nsync and the backstreet boys. forget sloan. forget interpol, sam roberts, matt mays, and even pete yorn.

forget every band i ever said was my favourite.

because nobody compares.



and you can say i'm being over dramatic. but until you're standing in a crowd of hundreds of people, sweating and living the experience of the energy at an arcade fire show, you won't fully understand what i mean. but i suggest that if you have the opportunity to go...do it. you'll be a believer.

everyone gets a star

i love peter bjorn and john.

'young folks' - the song that got it all started for me is the free single of the week on itunes. go download it. it's free. it's awesome.

oh, and what's that? they also do a SITAR verson of 'young folks' on the album you say? yes ky, you read that right. so by default, peter bjorn and john are your new favourite band.

and did i also mention that i bought albert hammond jr's solo record, 'yours to keep'? it's really good. kind of like the strokes meets a singer who doesn't sound like he smokes 50 packs of cigs a day/sings through his nose/into a tube/while wearing last weeks underwear. (sidenote - i still like the strokes, but julian needs to quit smoking/quit singing through his nose/into a tube/and needs to shower. and wear clean underwear.)

our bodies get bigger, but our hearts get torn up

i'm sitting around on a sunday afternoon, trying to get myself in the mood to work. i'm feeling swamped with assignments, patients, upcoming assignments, project work, and my general lack of a social life.

one thing that is making today better is npr's bootleg of the arcade fire's last show at judson memorial church in new york city. which just so happened to be last night.

but of course, with it being a bootleg - the sound quality isn't that great, and you're treated to the hoots and hollers from the audience...but this is a great way to whet my appetite for march, when the new album *finally* drops.

in addition to trying to get to work, i'm also trying to stop eating the chocolate gingerbread brownies that i made yesterday. i took a whole bunch of them over to a friend's for dinner last night, but left a few here at home. which was a mistake, since a girl really shouldn't live on chocolate gingerbread brownies alone. and turns out that today, they've been both breakfast and lunch. maybe i should take a multivitamin.

even your emotions had an echo

i'll open this brief 'amanda throws acorns with surprising accuracy: photo edition' post with a picture of the reason that i'll never be happy with an ordinary man. why not? because unless that man is pete yorn, i will never be happy. just kidding - that's creepy. but seriously. the man is pure sexiness, combined with an ability to play music that i just happen to obess over. i only took like five pictures at the show, and the other four are even crappier than this - i opted for enjoying the music rather than straining to try and get the perfect shot.

but the show was perfecto - he played all the songs i wanted to hear, and was utterly handsome. what more could a girl want?






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why, a photo of a creepy plastic dog in a shoe store, of course!!
















and as always, there was a trip to the always entertaining vancouver aquarium - now with a huge jellyfish exhibit! this sign made me laugh. i think this sign could pertain to other areas of life, not just this exhibit. i'm pretty sure several displays could use this sign, and just change the 'jelly' part to whatever they need to describe. let's see!

















this next picture is of a sloth.




















i was all like, 'hey! it's a sloth!' and the sloth was like, 'damn girl, why you gotta be all up in my grill?'

yeah, i thought it was weird too.

















then, i came back home.

a sweetheart left behind

tomorrow night at this time i'll be watching pete yorn.

my other boyfriend won't be too jealous.

i'm looking forward to spending a weekend relaxing in a nice hotel bed, eating sushi, and visiting the aquarium. dangit if i don't love that darn aquarium.

i'm sure i'll do some shopping too - but i don't plan on buying much. i've got to re-stock on a couple of items from MAC, and maybe check out some new nailpolish colours. but it's not too long until my big trip in may, so i've got to start saving up for a big ticket item. i can almost taste the designer goodness now...

i'll take lots of pictures, and have a big post upon my return. unless i get lazy and don't take any pictures, in which case i will be lying in my previous sentence. but don't be a hater. sometimes a girl has just got to chillax. (but you know i'm takin' my rapid interpretation of ekg's with me to represent. i wish i was kidding)

time to finish packing so i can get my beauty rest.

ciao.

catch me ridin' dirrty

you know what i love? finding shoes on sale. you know what i love even more than straight up finding shoes on sale? finding shoes on sale, in my size, that are 86% off! that's right. a sweet pair of shoes for $30...meaning the original sticker price? $220.

yakshemash!

keep it on the dance floor

i want this purse.

















actually, i want several marc by marc jacobs purses. (marc with a c - say what?)

sigh, a girl can dream.

whatever people say i am

this morning, i made muffins.
















then, i went to the library and borrowed some cd's.

it was a good saturday.