amanda...throws acorns with surprising accuracy

what the writers say, it means shit to me now

2008-01-12T10:30:00.000-06:00

this blog might be dead.

it will be even dead-er for the next three weeks. i'm going on a mystical journey to find myself. which really means i'm going to go on a mystical journey to shop in other parts of the world.

don't wait up for me.

*the general specific - band of horses*

she knew that her life had passed her by

2008-01-01T00:41:00.000-06:00

well, you know what they say. the way you spend new years eve, is the way you'll spend the rest of the upcoming year.

if that's the case, i'm going to spend all of 2008 alone, baking cranberry muffins, and listening to 'Q' on cbc. i suppose there are worse things. like spending the year drunk and making out with a stranger. but is that really worse? i really think the jury's out on that one.

happy new year, suckas.

*warning - incubus*

feliz naviblah

2007-12-25T13:25:00.000-06:00

merry christmas!

the only thing missing from my perfect day is charo.

wait!

now, my christmas is complete.

happy holidays y'all.

oh santa i've been killing just for fun

2007-12-21T22:01:00.000-06:00

almost christmas!

typing this is painful. i cut my index finger with a pair of scissors a child would use whilst opening a box of goodies from a land afar. each time i use that finger to type a letter, which is quite often, as i use it to type y,u,h,n,m and the lesser used j, pressure is put on my finger tip, right at the epicenter of the injury. my first christmas related injury to date. injuries which can be expected in the week or so of holidays to come include: burnt tongue from too-hot cocoa, f(l)at ass from too much movie watching, and exploding bellypants from way too much poppycock, nanaimo bars, cookies/cakes/whathaveyou. i also expect a severe depression to ensue post holiday season as i come down off of an extensive sugar high, and finally emerge from the daze to realize they stopped making my so called life thirteen years ago, and that jordan catalano is really old now, and wearing eyeliner. and p.s.? i would way rather make out with brian krakow. minus the high pants.

did this have a point?

oh, the cut. from a box. a box from lands afar, which i had to pick up at the bus depot. the bus depot, where i saw the cutest boy ever! that is the point. i saw the cutest boy ever at the bus depot. for the fifteen minutes i stood in line to get my package, i stared at the back of his head and wondered if he cleaned behind his ears, because it was spotless back there.

now it's 8:11 pm, which is sufficiently late enough for me to have a bubble bath, and then crawl into bed, watch the rest of 'love actually' and wish that i could have colin firth as a husband.

*don't shoot me santa - the killers

is it my imagination or have i finally found something worth living for?

2007-12-16T00:42:00.000-06:00

i love boys that work in video stores. so much.

and on that same note: i think if i could write a note to the past - say 1995 - and send it in a time machine, it would definitely consist of the line: "in the future, there will be no late charges at video stores"

i think that, above anything else, would shock the world.

*oasis - cigarettes and alcohol

there's always other boys, there's always other boyfriends

2007-11-25T18:35:00.000-06:00

i refuse to believe that women are the more complicated species. we're not that hard to figure out. just don't piss us off, and you'll be fine.

boys on the other hand? someone needs to write a manual. and none of that 'he's just not that into you' bullshit.

now, i'm sitting alone drinking a keith's. i. don't. even. like. beer.

as you can see, i'm having issues.

*you can make him like you - the hold steady*

i've got a hunger twisting my stomach into knots

2007-11-25T00:05:00.000-06:00

it's 10:06 pm. i opted out of a movie date with a friend because i was so tired i could hardly stay awake - which resulted in me falling asleep on the couch for an hour, waking up to an old episode of survivor on tvtropolis, and subsequently having a boring saturday night alone. and now, it's bedtime and i'm not tired. what a waste of a perfectly good evening. boo. hiss.

grey cup sunday tomorrow. i've got cold beer in the fridge, and chips and dip. i think that's what people like when they watch football.

i have nothing of importance to say. i'm really just trying to pass the time until my body agrees with my mind and i can go to bed. i will say this though. i re-watched the royal tenenbaums this week, and i forgot how much i love it.

this was incredibly boring. i apologize for wasting your time. and internet space. i'll post again when i figure out if the things i find interesting in my life at this exact moment turn out to be actually interesting.

*the sound of settling - death cab for cutie*

you will pay for your excessive charm

2007-11-19T22:15:00.000-06:00

so, the riders won! i imagine everyone at work appreciated my green cupcakes which i proudly adorned with the rider logo. people at my work have no shame. i'm sure i could have emblazened the cupcakes with pictures of noriega and they would have been gobbled just as swiftly.

and despite the cupcakes getting the day started right, it was a crazy busy day at work today. you know you're stressed when you start telling people you're going to stab the next person who ticks you off with a rusty spoon. and why a spoon? because it'll hurt more.

*details of the war - clap your hands say yeah*

i want a perfect soul

2007-11-13T19:07:00.000-06:00

ahoy!

i am back from the land of wind and pasta, aka vancouver. my suitcase is a little heavier, and my visa a little more well-used. but, i have to say i did show some restraint. well, that and i didn't really find anything i loved loved loved and had to have. all in all, a good weekend was had.

i didn't take any photos, although i did have my camera. not sure why. but, i did almost take three pictures. i will summarize them for you. the first, was a picture of a sticker that said '911 was an inside job'. these stickers were scattered several places downtown, and for some reason amused me. the second potential picture was of a store called 'clog world'. yeah, i kid you not. and the third was of a store called 'doggy style bakery'. no explanation needed on that one. (to it's defense, it was a bakery for dogs...but come on. and like half a block away from davie? really?)

i don't really have any enjoyable stories to share, but i do feel the need to ponder something out loud. or, on the internet i suppose. why is it that i only get hit on by really creepy men? why dear lord, why? twice this weekend. and i have blocked the exact words from my brain, but i'm pretty sure the one dude said "oooooh yeah" as he walked by. wtf? it brings back my ptsd on the time a guy said he'd like to smother me in ice cream and lick it off.

well, rather than ending things on that note, i will mention that i was helped by the most amazing looking concierge today, and i wish i had taken his offer to walk me and my bags accross the street, solely for the fact that i could have looked at him for three more minutes. sometimes i am so stupid.

*creep - radiohead*

i did it once and my parents got pretty upset

2007-11-06T22:52:00.000-06:00

my body hates me. i had vietnamese food for dinner, and now my entire gi tract is declaring nuclear war. if my stomach could get out of my body and punch me in the face, it would.

not only does my body hate me, but my kitchen does too. apparently, somehow every single dish in my house managed to dirty itself. i really don't know how it happened. maybe while i sleep i have some kind of 'beauty and the beast' thing going on. that really is the only logical explanation.

i also think i just saw a hairball on the floor. i wish my magical kitchen would start to pull it's own weight and vacuum.

in other news, i love electronic music. specifically, i love daft punk. i think i would give my right kidney to go to a daft punk concert. the crazy pyramid thing they have going blows my teeny mind. blows it.

all for now.

*north american scum - lcd soundsystem*

i'm not unfaithful but i'll stray

2007-11-04T14:47:00.000-06:00

i like buying expensive handbags. i own one bag that alone is worth more than a month's rent.

but my favourite/most used bag, and the one i get the most compliments on? a $14.99 old navy bag that i bought two years ago. consider my mind boggled.

and not only do i like buying handbags, i love buying cookbooks. love it. i just bought two today - a new nigella lawson, and a new jamie oliver. and since today is actually my saturday (due to working yesterday), i have ample time to puruse, and perhaps try a couple of new recipes this weekend.

okay, the morning coffee rush is officially over as of this exact second. must. go nap.

*back in your head - tegan and sara*

children cross their hearts and hope to die

2007-11-01T10:48:00.000-06:00

last night i had a dream that my house was on fire.

not my whole house though. i smelled smoke, and noticed that one of the shirts piled in my closet was getting singed. i walked over, and realized that the electrical sockets were glowing, and there was a fire brewing in the walls.

so, i ran to call 9-1-1. which i could do (which was a relief, as an old recurring dream of mine was that i could never actually dial 9-1-1 correctly), and i asked for a fire truck to come. then the operator asked what kind of response i wanted. and i said, 'quick!'. so she then informed me that in my city, the real fire fighters didn't start until 4:30 am (and it was only 3:30 am at the time) so she would have to send out community fire fighters.

so, after hanging up i ran back to my room to collect whatever i thought i could save from the fire. and what did i search for? what did i want to take out of the fire? pictures? my blanket? passport? wallet? no. i was digging around trying to find my marc jacobs purse.

priorities, my friends.

the good news was the firemen (the two of them, dressed in plain clothes...and of course totally hot) showed up, and determined the fire could be put out. what did they use to extinguish it? soft boiled eggs. yup. they just took some eggs, and stuck them in the electrical sockets.

apparently, i need to give up my crack addiction.

*burn the witch - queens of the stone age*

judy is a punk

2007-10-23T19:29:00.000-06:00

a conversation overheard at work today:

tech #1: have you seen [an order for] a thompson?
tech #2 (who is a good 60 years old and divorced): honey, it's been a long time since i've had my hands on a thompson
tech #1: (laughing) i think you mean a johnson

*judy is a punk - the ramones*

i put on some new shoes and suddenly everything's right

2007-10-19T16:48:00.000-06:00

i'm just wondering if this ever happens to anyone else. sometimes, when i'm in a really bad mood, i'll be walking somewhere and see something that immediately puts me into a good mood. just like a lightswitch, right from bad to good.

for example, one time during university i was walking around campus around supper time. nobody was around and i was in a particularily foul mood. then, out of nowhere a dude on a unicycle goes riding by. immediately: bad to good.

then today i was walking home from work after a day that all in all wasn't bad, but had some retarded things happen towards the end. i don't like thinking on the best of days, but i especially don't like thinking after 2pm on fridays. (but i digress)

as i'm on my path home i turned on some scissor sisters to help elevate my mood. then, during the first few bars of 'take your mama out' a man walks around the corner. but not any man. he looked familiar. i think i may have killed his father.

and? now i'm in the best mood. because it's friday, i'm going to the arrogant worms tonight, a used book sale tomorrow, a movie tomorrow night, and doing nothing all day sunday. what's better than that?

and, as of this post i am going to start to write at the bottom of each post the lyric from which the title comes from. on account of i'm sure sometimes the titles make me sound crazy. also on account of people should likely know about these songs.

*new shoes - paolo nutini*

i walked into a local record store and asked for an american music anthology

2007-10-17T20:36:00.000-06:00

i really enjoy listening to mix cd's. on a roadtrip, even though i have many a cd, i will generally always choose one of my many mixes. i think it's the variety. right now, not only am i obsessed with my own mixes, but i am obsessed with cbc radio 3. i wish i could take every single song they play (minus the bedouin soundclash) and inject it straight onto my ipod. i love it all. and today, while i was playing it at work, i ended up cranking up the new pornographers' 'myriad harbour' and singing and dancing. thank goodness i was alone at the time. and in a relatively soundproof part of the department.

i also love making mix cd's for others. sharing music is so fun for me, and even more fun when i send people something that they end up loving.

*******

okay, so the first half of this post was written earlier this evening before i got off my ass and went to the gym for an hour. so this is an afterthought before i publish. i have just realized that the chocolate almonds sitting on my desk (which i had like fifty of earlier today) are the devil. if ate eight of them right now, the total calories i would consume would equal the ones i just burned off at the gym. le sigh. oh dear elliptical trainer, how you kick my ass for such tiny results. surely a good twenty minutes should equal a whole bag of chocolate almonds. alas, this is only one of several examples of how life is not fair.

addenum: i just knocked said bag off my desk and dropped like seven almonds onto the floor. garbage. problem solved. (well, not entire problem solved. i couldn't get back the forty other almonds i had managed to cram in my face prior to the destruction of the last few)

oh, life could be so fair, let it go on and on

2007-10-16T22:58:00.000-06:00

sometimes life just bitch slaps you in the face. you forget about certain things/people, then something pops up to make you ponder the past, how things could have been different, and emotions swirl again.

and even though you know you need to get over yourself and move on, there is always the 'what if?' in the back of your mind.

i think i need to sit myself down and have a stern talking. i need to get things straight. what am i going to do in the next month/6 months/year. how am i going to design my career path, and how am i going to make sure that my choices make it easier for me to be closer to family and friends. and how am i going to make it so there are no more 'what ifs'?

my life has been 100% structure up until june this year, now it feels like someone has pulled the carpet from under my feet and said, 'amanda, here's the real world. go.'

i don't know what this means. where am i supposed to work? where am i going to be happy living? what do people do with all this free time? my entire life is now free time. no exams, no projects, no homework, no going back to school shopping. this concept freaks me out. how do people do this?

i can have a social life now. i now have to find hobbies that don't involve mtv and limewire, and can take more than a few hours of my time per evening.

i have so many options, yet don't know at all what to do next. what if i make the wrong decision? it's too much to decide. i keep feeling like the decisions i need to make will suddenly be solved. like all my answers will come to me as a burning bush in the alley behind my house. and maybe i'll be hit in the head with a stone tablet that has the next five years of my life chiseled into it.

come to think of it, how awesome would it be if that was some rite of passage that everyone went through? like we all walked around until one day - and you wouldn't know where or when - you got hit in the head with a tablet that told you what to do with your life. you could be on vacation in mexico on the beach and *bam* you're hit in the head, drop your corona, and on the next flight to your new job.

man, that certainly would make things easier.

now on an entirely different note, i would just like to express how much i like the new spoon record ga ga ga ga ga. i posted a link yesterday to one of their performances on snl a couple of weeks ago. 'you got yr cherry bomb' was in my head all day. and 'rhythm and soul' is like the best song.

i would also like to give a shout out to the new pornographers and their video for 'challengers' as it prominently features a banjo.

oh, teenage hopes

2007-10-14T21:09:00.000-06:00

back from saskatoon!

i had a great weekend of fun. of course, the primary purpose of my weekend away was to recruit some fresh faces for my current employer. and, as a dutiful slave, i did seem to dig up some interest which will hopefully come to fruition.

however. my personal goals for the weekend were also met. a weekend filled with friends, food, shopping and lots of laughs. i even fell in love with a boy. which, isn't really surprising since i have a crush on every boy. i especially love funny boys who take science classes, work in coffee shops, and decide to order a beer off the menu solely because it has the longest name (even despite the description of having a pineapple aftertaste). oh, and i played pool at a place called bad beaver. really.

and on the other side of fun, i always seem to run into the Worlds Stupidest People when travelling. today i overheard a girl try and tell her two companions that she started the trend of saying 'honestly' all the time. what? you can't invent a trend like that, on account of that word is older than dirt. and that people use it all the time. and hello, everyone knows that one person trying to start a word trend never works. even if you tell everyone to spread it like wildfire.

what else? uhm, i got a new ipod. i listened to music on that ipod, and remembered that i love:

a) clap your hands say yeah
b) tegan and sara
c) journey
d) the new new pornographers (especially failsafe)
e) the new spoon

i also love the fact that i have 2,783 songs, 7.4 days, and 10.53 GB of music on this new fandangled thing, and room for a crapton more. i <3 music. okay, boys and music.

while i'm away i'll write home every day

2007-10-02T19:51:00.000-06:00

i had the best cab driver ever yesterday in vancouver. we chatted for the whole twenty minute drive. i'm trying to figure out whether my favourite part of the conversation was when he declared that, "indian food tastes better in india" (and how i should visit goa) or, when searching for the hotel he pointed to the gps and said, "if this system fails, we always have this system" and hoisted up a paper map.

we also had discussions on the societal differences between rural bc and vancouver, and vancouver and india. also, it turns out his brother lived in my city, but drank too much, so his wife made him move to vancouver.

dude was awesome and hilarious. i tipped extra.

like a very hairy jake gyllenhaal to me

2007-09-30T16:15:00.000-06:00

word, kanye.

everything is better with champagne in it.

and, i would also run so far to be with andy samberg.

the greatest

2007-09-27T01:14:00.000-06:00

it's 12:19 and way past my bedtime. i'm listening to cat power, and deciding that updating my blog is something that i can do to hopefully pass enough time for me to feel tired again.

even though i've been tired all week. working the evening shift at work, and then on call at night. i've been lucky - no calls the past two nights. but karma has run out. maybe i shouldn't have beaten that old lady down and taken her ice cream. because tonight. three calls. two of which resulted in me going back into the hospital. one of which resulted in me getting out of my cozy bed 40 minutes ago.

yup. saving lives.

and stressing out.

eight ours of work, and thirteen hours of sitting by your pager wondering if it's going to go off at 3am. it's exhausting. lately, i've been taking work home with me - mentally - and second guessing myself about actions that i take during the day. things i should have done, things i could have done differently. it's not fun. i want to leave work and not have fifty thousand thoughts running through my head.

i think it's late, so i'm in a complaining mood. but i have three more days of this shit, and it sucks. so i need to complain. and it's my blog, so i get to complain all i want.

i also get to talk about how i sat next to a provincial mla on my flight home from vancouver last week, and how he loves liquidation world, and how he called me fly. actually, he called me fliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii. in a high pitched voice as one would imagine will smith as the fresh prince of bel air would say it.

i wish that at this minute i was on whatever he was on.

you say your empty mind is easy when it's drugged

2007-09-16T13:18:00.000-06:00

i have no idea how to play squash. yet, today my friend - who also knows nothing of squash - and i decided that we should try to play. turns out squash is harder than people who actually know how to play squash make it look. who knew? raquetball is easy, as the ball actually bounces. squash is hard. but FUN. because you can beat the crap out of the ball, and not worry about it coming back to hit you in the face at 140 km/hr. i just need to find someone who knows how to play the game to teach me, then i'll be good to go.

in other non-athletic news, i'm going to attempt again this year to head back to my alma mater to attend the college's annual career fair. yeah, i'm going to try to recruit people. ha. well, i mean i will actually try - but really. unless i hand out pills at the same time which brainwash people into thinking that moving to a *stinky* northern bc community is a good idea, i have a feeling it's really not going to be that productive. but who knows.

i was all signed up to go to this event last year, but it turns out mother nature had other plans for me, and made it so that the airport was so foggy no planes were landing. or taking off. which worked out for the best, as it turned out i almost died that weekend with the Worst Cold Ever anyways.

but i can already tell this will be a good weekend. there are shows both nights i'm going to be there that i want to see. tokyo police club. the weakerthans. huzzah! not only to i get a free trip to visit friends (and work) but i get to see music. real. live. music. wheeeee! and i get to eat at amigos. yessssss. i love amigos and their delicious, sweet, sweet, veggie burgers.

okay - on a totally different note, i can't wait to see across the universe. can NOT wait. isn't anyone else totally stoked for this movie?

shut up and drive

2007-09-09T23:58:00.000-06:00

i sat through two hours of vmas tonight. because i like procrastinating. but there were some highlights from the show that i have to share.

#1. JT clearly dissing (but perhaps not intentionaly) the hills crew right after they freshly presented him with an award...by telling mtv to play more videos...and less reality tv. zing.
#2. jennifer garner calling gym class heroes 'gym class fallout'. ha. cause it's true. to quote from a commentator during stereogum's live vma blog, 'fall out boy is the biggest waste of air in the history of breathing and air and history and waste and boys'. and ps - who knew jg hated on emo so much? who knew she even knew emo existed enough to hate on emo?
#3. tommy lee and kid rock getting into a fight. too bad it wasn't on tv. a girl can only hope for youtube.
#4. britney's comeback. and by comeback, i mean half walking/half dancing routine. christ, she didn't even try to lipsynch in time with the track.
#5. the back of timbaland's head. what's up with it? it looks like a sharpei.
#6. the appearance of justice's d.a.n.c.e. on a commercail outro. good track.

that's about it. other than that, i'll never get those two hours of my life back, nor will i ever need to see timbaland in a tanktop again.

paranoid android

2007-09-03T19:22:00.000-06:00

i am perturbed.

this is a moment which calls for large words that express my disdain.

i went to london drugs tonight. that in itself isn't unusual. i go to london drugs often enough. i like browsing around.

what has sent me into an emotional spiral is what happened at the check-out as i was trying to buy my new copy of spin. prior to The Incident, i was standing on line* nonchalantly flipping through the pages of the crisp new magazine. (side note: i am a monthly spin buyer, but am especially excited that rilo kiley is on the cover...'silver lining' is one of the best songs i've heard in a long time. go listen.)

so, back to the story. lady infront of me finishes paying, and i step up to the counter, when i get what i think is going to be a friendly offer. 'we were running a promotion which is now over' whispers the cashier as she slyly reaches into a box tucked beside the counter, 'but do you think you would like one of these?'

i get giddy. even through the new magazine excitement haze, i know the lady infront of me didn't get this secret offer. i feel like i'm being let into some special underground london drugs fan club, where only the most special customers get offered special prizes.

then It happens.

she pulls out. a. fannypack.

i slightly recoil. not just a fannypack. but an electric blue. surfs up. fannypack.

i panic. how does one kindly reject the offer of a free fannypack which a cashier has generally gone out of her way to offer you? and a secret after-promotion fannypack at that?

'thanks' i stammer, 'but i don't think i'd use it'. i grabbed my twenty cents change and booked it for the door, trying not to vomit from a sense of shock and disgust.

once outside, a whirlwind of emotions hit me at once. why has she chosen me to receive a sacred end of promotion fannypack? it hits me like a mack truck. ohmygod. DO I LOOK LIKE THE KIND OF PERSON WHO WOULD WEAR A FANNYPACK?

shit. i have spent my life trying to erase the memory of the pink fannypack i once work around disneyworld. hell, i would rather wear that fannypack than this one.

now i'm having some kind of fannypack identity crisis, and am wondering if i should ever leave the house again, for fear of being mistaken again as someone who would ever use a fannypack.

i think i am in need of a stiff drink, and a large dose of move-to-another-city-so this-doesn't-happen-again.

*i have decided to use the american vernacular

the stars are leaking out like spittle from a cloud

2007-08-14T17:51:00.000-06:00

i have nothing to blog about.

except my half-crush on sort-of-cute IT boy. this is not to be confused with 'it' boy (see: it girl). this is IT like you-call-us-to-fix-your-computer-and-we-show-up-three-days-later IT. so i suppose it's more like I.T.?

but i digress.

sort-of-cute IT boy has been on my radar screen for awhile. ever since i showed up to a video conference where the video wasn't working, and he compared himself to jeff goldblum. which in my books, is a very good thing, as i love jeff goldblum. and that comparison was compounded by the fact that he alluded to himself as jeff goldblum in jurrasic park. and i love me some dinosaurs, let me tell you*. let's not even talk about my other jurassic park crush.

i do see the comparison. both have dark features and wear black plastic frames. but i somehow think IT boy wouldnt be as good in an acute and emergent velociraptor situation. anyways, i'd still let him fiddle with my motherboard. (who knew computer speak could have such connotation?)

*ps - how awesome was that one pic of sam neill AND jeff goldblum? it makes me want to go to MIT, learn to build a time travelling machine, and go back to 1993 and marry both of them. yeah, i'm a loser. but at least i don't think spot conlon is cute. *zing*

if you'd call me now baby, then i'd come a running

2007-08-06T16:34:00.000-06:00

so, rather than do productive things like laundry, shower, put on clean underpants, or brush my teeth, i have spent the better part of today on youtube.

what have i discovered?

i love boys in tight pants playing southern rock

man, i love that song - it makes me feel like i should be standing on a porch on a hot summer night in a wifebeater drinking a cold beer. which is weird, because if it really was a hot summer night, i would much rather be inside in some air conditioning, wearing sweatpants and a hoodie, and drinking a diet pepsi. but if you stick it out until the end of the video (or just fast forward to like 4:20), i love how they all go crazy.

oh, and i have also discovered that the soul of a liar is black like pooooop.

wow, i need to get a life! or, just turn off my computer so i can get ready for the first day back at work tomorrow. ugh. i think i'm going to spend my evening with a piece of paper and a calculator adding up exactly how much money i need to make to buy a ticket to europe and escape the real world for a few months. i am also going to watch rushmore.

the end.

i'll take the midnight train going anywhere

2007-08-05T00:12:00.000-06:00

the following conversation sums up my existence in prince george.

scene: rogers video.

me: do you have any copies of 'annie hall'?

video girl: annie who?

2007-08-03T11:56:00.000-06:00

holy crizzap! so long since my last post. why, you ask?

because i've been busy watching kalan porter videos, of course!

really. nice hair, jackass. and in case of any of you are rabid kalan fans, i'm not saying anything that grandma didn't.

in other news, i'm back home after like five weeks of holidays! i love holidays. who doesn't? in fact, i can't wait for my next holiday.

i'm currently uploading like 404 photos of my past months adventures, most of which involve people making faces, strangers wearing weird clothing, and rocks and trees. i think i'll post some later.

that is if anyone still reads this thing. i promise to apply constant viligance! and post more.

ps - who else has finished the new HP? i'm totally on the fence about how i feel about it.

well, it's 11:10 am and i think i should shower. i have many things to do today! like, sit around and wait until 7:10 so i can go see the bourne ultimatum. i heart a sweaty matt damon shooting guns and exploding things.

the white stripes are playing at my house

2007-06-23T16:06:00.000-06:00

so, it's been forty years since my last post! i can't say that my life hasn't been interesting, and thus my lack of posts. in fact, it has been the opposite! well, maybe not interesting per se...but at least busy. i've been travelling with work (and some pleasure) and am back at home for a few days. just enough time to wash my underpants and set off for over a month of holidays.

that's right mes amis - HOLIDAYS!

which means one thing.

i'm finished with the dreaded residency! done and done. finis. the end. it is no more. technically the project from hell is still requiring some work, and i have to update my learning portfolio (if you were to view it now, it would appear as though i haven't learned anything since january...yipes) but for all intensive purposes, i'm finished.

to celebrate - just for ky - i'm dancing to 'umbrella'. (ella ella eh eh eh) and she may deny it vehemently, but she loves that song. if you see ky ever, play that song for her. she'll be so happy. and remember: don't let her try to tell you she doesn't like it. she's just frontin'. she also loves wedgies.

turning this conversation right around, i'd like to inform everyone that the new white stripes is awesome. awesome. it's just the right amount of weird and pop that makes me happy. this one song 'conquest' is great. it sounds like a 40's western.

and in other news, i made nigella lawson's chocolate gingerbread this afternoon. it is so good. i'm sitting here smelling it, and trying to deter myself from going over to the scalding hot fresh-out-of-the-oven pan and shoving the whole tray in my mouth. the major deterrent thus far is that i haven't iced it yet. once that icing is on, let me tell you: it's fair game.

i was going to go on a tirade about garage sales right now, but the thought of it is making me angry. so i'm going to go pour myself a diet pepsi and see if the dessert has cooled off enough so as i won't give myself third degree burns while trying to inhale it.

you and i we're gonna live forever

2007-05-30T20:34:00.000-06:00

i don't know what's wrong with me, but lately i have been uber intolerant of the general public. i think the fact that victoria seems to have an aggregate of some of the slowest drivers EVER has something to do with my increasing road rage. but my increasing crowd rage? i just don't know. i find myself amongst large groups of people with the large urge to push and shove idiots out of my way. peole that stop in the middle of aisles? bam. people that walk too slow? bam. people that stand in the way of me getting to places i want to be? baaaaam. i think i need to take up some kind of zen therapy. maybe i should get myself a sand garden with some rocks and rake away.

as for the job aspect of my life, i'm pretty much at the point of counting down the days, hours, minutes and seconds until i have my 'summer holidays'. work is starting to drain my will to live. the up side is the cute babies i get to stare at all day. there is one little gaffer with the biggest cheeks and the brownest eyes. i just want to shove him in my pocket and take him home.

my penchant for blogging has been lacking lately, and i apologize for the lack of entertaining posts. i think it's due to the fact that i basically feel like i'm waiting around for my life to begin. it's like this whole residency is another year of school (although mroe insane), during which i have cut myself off from social activities in order to focus on work. i don't think it's been the healthiest thing for my sanity, and am looking forward to returning to the land of people who lead normal lives. i need to find some activities to partake in.

maybe i'll found a canada's next top model fanclub for a start. well, maybe not. but i'm sure as heck watching it tonight. i'll have my own fan club. first rule of cntm fan club is you can't talk about cntm fan club. second rule of cntm fan club is you must go out for ice cream after cntm fan club. yes. i love the direction this is heading already.

show's on. time to go.

best thing ever

2007-05-26T17:17:00.000-06:00

i just saw a busker fully clothed as darth vader, playing songs from star wars on the violin.

some might say

2007-05-24T18:47:00.000-06:00

mom to young son:

"aidan. thank you sooo much for talking about your toots out loud"

when you finally disappear we'll just say you were never here

2007-05-18T18:21:00.000-06:00

yesterday one of the dieticians (let's call her dt) at the hospital gave myself, another pharmacist, and four med students a talk on various infant formulas used on the peds ward. and samples were provided. i hope in my lifetime it never comes down to the human race surviving on a diet of infant formula. let's just say it tastes like liquid cardboard. and smells like rotten mushroom soup.

now, of course, me being me, i now have the biggest crush ever on one of the medical students. not only is he cute, but he had me in stitches the entire time. let's call him cute funny resident, or cfr for short. and i will provide examples of some of his comments - keeping in mind that these may come accross as one of those 'you had to be there' stories.

dt: "if you get cow's milk off the shelf: how does it taste? does it taste sweet?"
cfr: it tastes like delicious.

dt: "now, what is the major difference between cow's milk and soy milk?"
cfr: soy milk makes you female.

dt: "one tin of formula powder will typically last four days"
cfr: mmmm....four days of goodness.

that's what you do baby

2007-05-18T18:05:00.001-06:00

i bought new socks yesterday.

becase i was too lazy to do laundry.

i'm gonna make you mine under the disco lights

2007-05-13T19:42:00.000-06:00

so i'm in victoria for a month starting today for work. my trip down was really good - not only does driving ensure that i can pack both my gigantor bags (and stuff them OVER 21kg each), but i can pack some extra luxuries...like kleenex, paper towel, and laundry soap! wut wuuut. i'm so good at subletting now, that i have brought a kit of necessities with me. because there is nothing more annoying than moving somewhere for 4 weeks and having to buy 89kg of tide.

another bonus to not flying is that i got to drive and see the sights along the way. wellll, half the sights. i left a little later yesterday afternoon than planned, so half of my drive saturday was in pitch black. literally. if i didn't know i was driving into the mountains, you could have told me i was inside of a cow and i wouldn't know the difference. i thankfully didn't run into any moose, but did see quite a few deer, which decided to remain on the side of the road (how very considerate of them). i had to overnight in a little town called 'hope', and stayed at a roadside motel called 'the swiss chalets'. and yes, they do look like how you'd expect a roadside motel called 'the swiss chalet's to look. and no, i didn't get any free chicken. i wish.

the night was short, as i wanted to get an early ferry to the island. i had to bang on the door of the front office to return the key to the motel owners in the morning, when i heard the seven words every canadian dreads the most: "there is no tim hortons in town"

thankfully chiliwack was only 1/2 an hour away, and i grabbed my coffee/breakfast and scooted through vancouver (with a scenic stop at YVR due to a missed turn) and on to the noon o'clock ferry. then, victoria! which is lush, green, and beautiful. is there a better place to be in may than on vancouver island? i don't think so.

and it turns out that the accommodations i stumbled upon last minute (me three weeks ago: "shit! i have no where to stay in victoria when i go there....in three weeks....for a month) are amazing. i'm in the cutest neighbourhood. so cute, that i want to drop everything, get married, have 2.3 kids, 4.5 dogs, 1/2 a picket fence, and 45 hand glazed bowls. it is going to be seriously difficult for me to leave here when it's time to go. i'm thinking that now, and it's only day one. but really. it's exactly what i want to live in when i start my 'real life' - the decor is awesome, the neighbourhood is to die for...and apparently there are two boys living right under me. it's perfect!

my camera's memory card is full (anyone know where i can get a cheap 1GB flash drive?) so i took one quick photo with the laptop....more to come....but this is my desk where i'm sitting right now, looking on to a beautiful backyard garden (apparently full of lettuce up for grabs) - the window is open, fresh air is blowing in - and i couldn't be happier. (fresh flowers! amazing!)

*note the wine glass 'o diet pepsi...it's first class all the way with me - just how i roll.

it's a strange condition

2007-05-11T22:20:00.000-06:00

i love pete yorn. i think i'll always love pete yorn. i went through a phase for like the past six to eight months where i haven't been listening to him obsessive-compulsively, but i think i'm ready to again. 'musicforthemorningafter' is the first cd that i owned that i would sit and listen to over and over and over and over. i used to put it on and just lay on my bed and listen to it. i'd get mad, i'd listen to pete yorn. i'd be happy, i'd listen to pete yorn. listening to that cd is like having a good visit with an old friend - one where you haven't seen each other in forever, yet it seems like no time ever passed.

i'm back, back in the new york groove

2007-05-08T18:58:00.000-06:00

okay. so i'm way to lazy to fight with blogger tonight to put these in chronological order. so here is a mish-mash of photos i took last week while spending 5 of the best days of my life in new york city. i'll try and provide some witty commentary for your personal enjoyment.

so this picture isn't as exciting as it is in real life. because what you can't see in this picture, is that the 'c' part of 'canal' has been removed to just leave 'the 'anal' part. and we all know how much i love anal. ha. sorry. it's getting late, i'm tired, and it turns out my jokes get dirty at this point.

the chrysler building. my second favourite piece of nyc architecture.

and my favourite piece of nyc architecture, the flatiron building. i could stare at it all day. without blinking. while being poked by a midget in clogs with a used kleenex.

i apparently was all about taking pictures of streets and buildings, so get prepared to see alot of them.

the cherry blossoms were out in full force. i don't think there is anything more wonderful than springtime in new york. unless it's springtime in new york with access to unlimited amounts of chocolate.

it's michael buble. i shook his hand, because we're both from canada.

this is lucy and wilma. they're the cutest puppies. lucy was all happy about meeting people, and wilma was all about eating the handle of my friend louisa's century 21 shopping bag.

i don't know what the ice cream of the future is. this man wasn't actually selling ice cream. so maybe the ice cream of the future is nuts? in that case, i don't want to be in the future.

wowza! another street. this time, complete with mailbox graffiti! amazing.

it's times square! and a huge target ad! man, do i ever wish there was a target in manhattan. i miss target.

espn zone! we went to watch the sens beat the devils. we cheered along with the other four sens fans in the whole building.

times square at night. we walked out of espn zone and were like, "wow! it's still light outside!....oh wait..."

hey! it's michael buble again! this is my paparazzi photo. yes, his ass is that fine in person.

and look! it's johnny fever!

view from the plane travelling to manhattan.

central park from the top of the rock.

the entire office devoted section at the nbc store. they had a dwight bobble-head.

tulips!

we saw spamalot. it was funny.

and for those of you with facebook, i posted more pics there. for now, i'm tired. i may post more pics later. lord knows i only have 250 of them.

we are north american scum

2007-04-21T11:49:00.000-06:00

this past week i have been working with the best doctor ever. he's hilarious. let's share some examples.

upon examining the arm of a patient with a first name for a last name: "well, in case you ever forget which is which....just refer to their tattoo!"

on describing genitalia: "you know, for some reason we always refer to women as some type of fruit...and men as sports equipment"

on the mental status of a patient emerging from a coma: "i'm not shooting for new york times crossword here. i'm hoping for find-a word"

it was pretty much the funniest week ever. i suppose you may have had to have been there...but whatevs.

i've rented a car again this weekend, and am cruising around in a new camry hybrid. which is not only stylish, but good for the environment. which is more than i can say for myself, being neither stylish or good for the environment.

one week left here in my hell that is having no internet. the good news about this week? the last episodes of both the hills and the pussycats search for the next doll. the bad news about having no internet? i watch shows like the hills and the pussycats search for the next doll (ps - i hated melissa s...glad she's gone. i'm just crossing my fingers asia doesn't win)

anyhoo. 'north american scum' by lcd soundsystem is a hilarious song.

since i'm paying another 7.50/hr for this little session, i'm going to go and use it to do something productive. like surf perezhilton.com and look at cars.

one week and i'll be in ottawa!

like the deserts miss the rain

2007-04-15T12:11:00.000-06:00

i'm in the land of no internet.

well, i have internet access at work - but i do draw the line at blogging at work. cruising facebook for hours is fair game though.

i am currently paying 7.50/hr at starbucks to tell you this.

as is most likely evident, i won't be blogging much for the next two weeks.

after that, i'll hopefully have a nice juicy post for you about my escapades in nyc and ottawa (which may or may not include karaoke, hobos, rice pudding, subways, boats, airplanes, wedgies and inappropriate amounts of credit card usage).

cheers.

my future's so bright, i gotta wear shades

2007-03-27T17:11:00.000-06:00

so i visited the depressing long term care part of the hospital again today. and i found myself in forty years.

nurse to future me: do you know what day it is? is it the 27th?
future me: i have no idea. but i know it's time for bingo.

we don't care about the young folks

2007-03-26T18:44:00.000-06:00

i wish real life didn't suck so much.

but i guess it's good to stop and think that some people's realities suck more than mine.

and speaking of sucking, i know that i never want to live in an old folk's home.

especially one where some lady sits in a corner playing a shitty version of 'side by side' on the piano while singing along in a wobbly falsetto.

i think i'm going to make some kind of stipulation in my will that says no matter how incapacitated i may be, i will never find crappy versions of shitty songs entertaining...and thus i must be placed in a home where the entertainment consists of actual entertainment. none of this weird activity crap like sing alongs and bingo. wait. bingo is fun.

ANYWAYS, this brings me to a thought i often ponder...will 'oldies' when i get old be still classified as music from the 60's? or will the oldies stations be taken over by bands such as gnarles barkley and the killers?

i think that would be entertaining - some lady sitting in a corner playing a shitty version of 'somebody told me' on the piano while singing along in a wobbly falsetto.

man, getting older sucks.

oceans won't freeze so losen your heart

2007-03-24T15:48:00.000-06:00

today at starbucks i experienced sensory overload.

the first being olifactory, where i happened to be unfortunately exposed to the most pungent, putrid and pterrifying* smell ever. i decided that before picking up my grande non-fat earl grey vanilla tea misto (say that three times fast) i should use the facilities. bad choice, as the world's ugliest baby with the world's smelliest baby shit happened to wander in after me and proceed to be changed. trying not to gag and quickly wash one's hands is a true test in personal hygiene. how badly do you want to have clean hands versus how badly do you want to breathe clean air? i opted for an equal balance of both, cheaped out on the drying stage and got the heck out of there on the verge of throwing up lunch.

my visual experience happened to be much more enjoyable. the cutest boy ever was a few people ahead of me in line ordering a coffee...and carrying a book! i wanted to marry him. not only was he cute - but he was at starbucks by himself with a book! i secretly cursed myself under my breath for not having brought a book with me in case of emergency. but i won't make that mistake again. i didn't care that i had an agenda to run some errands - i would have plunked myself down and read my book...aka pretended to read my book and stared at the cute boy. i won't be so underprepared next time.

and then, my london fog was yummy.

that's all.

*i just wanted some alliteration on a rainy saturday afternoon...cut a girl some slack.

don't wanna fight, don't wanna die

2007-03-14T22:28:00.001-06:00

thank goodness i'm not a true hypochondriac. over the course of the past five years - going through school, and then finally becoming a health care professional - i have self diagnosed myself with pretty much every disease imaginable. studying disease states pretty much makes you crazy.

in my expert opinion, i have either suffered from, or am currently suffering from any one of the following (so take your pick):

mrsa pneumonia
hyperthyroidism
hypothyroidism
a.d.d.
colon cancer
acute renal failure
osteoarthritis
cystic fibrosis
angina
multiple sclerosis
inflammatory bowel disease
jaundice
anemia
bipolar disorder
parkinson's
absence seizures
bowel obstruction
schizophrenia
hypertension

i'm sure there were more. but since i have alzheimer's, i can't remember.

i'd stand back if i were you. i might be contagious.

oh my little mockingbird sing

2007-03-11T17:26:00.000-06:00

woot woot!

i just bought new bedding. on sale.

it's described on the package as 'asian/fusion'....however i don't get the asian part. or the fusion part. to me, it looks more like 'light green with embroidered flowers'. but whatever lynda reeves says must be right.

i remember when lynda reeves used to have this show on ctv called 'house and home'. i used to eat that crap up. i've always been interested in the whole home decorating thing, long before 'trading spaces' became popular.

speaking of trading spaces, my parents bought some 'decorative plates' and have put them up back home. i told them that when i come visit, i'm going to rip them down. decorative plates are about as cool as a poke in the eye with a sharp stick. i mean come on - you don't want to give the impression that you've furnished your house with mail orders from a 1986 edition of readers digest.

words you'll never hear me utter: "i love what you've done with your decorative plates".

that is, unless i've just seen you smash them on the floor and throw them out.

who knew i had all this hidden rage for tacky decor?

i also have hidden rage for rod stewart, starbucks when there is no seating, shops closed on sundays, dina lohan, watermelon gum, getting offered an hbc rewards card every time i buy something at the bay, and tardiness.

when you cut the lights out think of me

2007-03-10T19:09:00.000-06:00

it has been decided.

i can't live my life in this town. in the past 24 hours, there have been several signs which have pointed me in the direction of leaving asap.

although not entirely inclusive, here is a list of a few things this town is full of which makes me very reluctant to spend any more time here than i have to:

1. ugly babies. seriously. usually ugly babies are just cuter because they're ugly. but, i have been proven wrong on several accounts by bearing witness to unfortunate babies that are just plain ugly. when the parents see me checking out said ugly babies i try my best to use my poker face and either show no emotion, or writhe my face into a taught smile and pretend i didn't just vomit in my mouth a little.

2. skipper's doppleganger. miranda didn't like skipper. i don't like skipper. i don't want to be surprised by skipper while shopping at wal-mart.

3. gross people wearing windpants at the movie store. fine, i get that you want to go out in public wearing your 'after work' clothes. that's cool. i like sweatpants too. sometimes, if i'm wearing my sweatpants and need to run to 7-11, i'll do it. we all do it. but windpants? those should be strictly limited to events such as spring cleaning, painting, and 1991. but purple windpants? those should be burned, along with the late 80's perm and bad taste in movies. but i guess if people in purple windpants don't rent 'flushed away', who will?

keep the car running

2007-03-10T13:00:00.000-06:00

my new goal is to only title my posts with lyrics from songs. i've been doing it for almost 26 of the last 30ish posts...and here i'm sure you all just thought i was weird. which i am. but i'm just using someone else's weirdness to express my own.

ANYWAYS.

it's the time of year where i'm getting the car buying itch. and i think this is actually going to be the year where i do something about it. i've been salivating over the thought of a nice, shiny, new vw gti for a year. i think this years tax return will be enough for a downpayment on a car, license and insurance...and maybe a slurpee.

mmm, slurpee.

i think i'm going to get dressed (which is definitely a good idea), go get a slurpee (which is pretty much always a good idea), go browse my local purse shop (which is never a good idea), and then go to the car dealership (which is a fun idea).

do you know what word i can never spell? license. i always want to spell it liscense. or liscence. or lisence. i never get that frigging word right. like recipe. i always have to think about that one too. you'd think that at 24 years of age, one would have mastered the art of such simple words. i mean, i can spell words like 'osteoporosis', 'oxaliplatin', or 'kysabigfatfarthead'. but ask me to spell license? i'm at a loss for words. or letters.

i'd like to buy a consonant, pat.

i'd also like to buy some motivation. my house has been a wreck for like three weeks. maybe the fact that lynnie c is coming to visit next week will get my gears in motion. OR, maybe i'll just shovel a path to major areas of the house so she can find her way around. fridge, couch, bathroom. and maybe i'll buy some floor lighting - so like in an airplane, it will illuminate in case of an emergency so she can find her way out.

i really want that slurpee.

t minus 6 days to lynnie's arrival.
t minus 27 days to easter in calgary.
t minus 49 days to ottawa.
t minus 51 days to nyc.
t minus 72 days to may long in vancouver.

but who's counting?

working for the church while your life falls apart

2007-03-07T20:32:00.000-06:00

today's the day!

well, actually yesterday was the day. (but i'm not bitter.)

anyways, my copy of neon bible seems to have eventually made its way into my hot little hands, and i couldn't be happier.

spring is in the air, and i have a new arcade fire album to obsess over. i'm pretty sure that win butler could record himself shitting into a shoebox, call it his second album and all of us indie loving kids would still gobble it up. however, it seems that the second effort from my (newly crowned) favourite band of all time is a strong effort. and even though i don't generally give a flying rats hoo-hoo what p4k has to say, they gave the disc a solid 8.4.

in other news, i love the arcade fire.

wait - that's not news! but i do.

never my love

2007-03-03T16:31:00.000-06:00

today is a significantly better day that yesterday. the sun is shining, and it actually looks like winter might be on it's way out. and spring just happens to be my most favourite time of year.

i love driving down the street on a lazy saturday afternoon such as today, splashing through puddles of melting snow, and walking around with just a light jacket. i find music always sounds better on days like this. today, the best song blasting through my stereo was 'y control' by the yeah yeah yeahs. it all just makes me so happy.

and i've had the best phone conversations today. sometimes i could just talk for hours on the phone. i think spring is definitely in the air. it makes me so happy.

things that also make me happy, in no particular order, are:

- pete yorn's 'westerns' ep (bought at his show in vancouver feb 8th)
- my marc by marc jacobs bag (happy february to me!)
- sharpie markers
- pictures of friends
- $8 wal-mart shirts

now, whilst i'm still in a good mood, i'm going to go clean and listen to some music. i think today is a most excellent day to be a lover/fighter.

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

2007-02-28T23:38:00.000-06:00

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

2007-02-26T22:47:00.000-06:00

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

2007-02-25T13:37:00.000-06:00

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

2007-02-21T00:24:00.000-06:00

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

2007-02-18T15:39:00.000-06:00

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

2007-02-14T21:25:00.000-06:00

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

2007-02-07T23:55:00.000-06:00

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

2007-02-06T22:15:00.000-06:00

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

2007-02-04T22:16:00.000-06:00

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

2007-02-03T17:53:00.000-06:00

this morning, i made muffins.

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

it was a good saturday.

like a monkey with a miniature symbal

2007-01-28T21:46:00.000-06:00

tonight at the grocery store, i was looking at smokies. the *very cute* grocery boy recommended a certain brand, sighting that it would be a good choice if i wanted a "tasty weiner". i really hope that nobody in the service industry ever says 'tasty weiner' to me again.

instead of dwelling on more sexual innuendo from that conversation, i'm going to do a music meme. and tag QoWP, May-B, and Lynnie C and Ky. Since i'm pretty sure they're the only people that read this. here goes.

name your top 10 most played bands from your music library:
interpol
tegan and sara
clap your hands say yeah
yeah yeah yeahs
metric
nirvana
arcade fire
the distillers
pete yorn
the decemberists

what was the first song you ever heard by 6 (nirvana)?

that's a tough one, cause it would have been so long ago. most likely 'heart shaped box'

what is your favorite album of 2 (tegan and sara)?

if it was you, because that's the one with 'living room'.

what is your favorite lyric that 5 (metric) has sung?

looking on the bright side/when there is no bright side/coming in your pants/for the off chance/with a/poster of a girl

how many times have you seen 4 (yeah yeah yeahs) live?

zero! and i'm pretty sure i never will.

what is your favorite song by 7 (arcade fire)?

i love so many. at this second, intervention. but it's usually a toss up between rebellion (lies) and wake up. i also love laika. (and lamp)

what is a good memory you have involving the music of 10 (the decemberists)?

i'm surprised that they've made it to one of my top bands already - i haven't had the album that long. so i don't really have any memories with them yet. the last memory i have is sitting on the plane, thinking how much i dig 'the crane wife 3'.

is there a song of 3 (clap your hands say yeah) that makes you sad?

not really. but i suppose the one most likely to would be 'details of the war'.

what is your favorite lyric that 2 (tegan and sara) has sung?

i would go to jail with only boys/just to prove i was as tough as you

how did you get into 3 (cyhsy)?

i read about them on gregtheboyfriend's blog, which is sadly now defunct.

what was the first song you heard by 1 (interpol)?

it was either nyc or obstacle 1

what is your favorite song by 4 (yeah yeah yeahs)?

definitely 'maps'.

how many times have you seen 9 (pete yorn) live?

once - but that will all change on feb 8th, when i get to see him again. yakshemash.

what is a good memory you have involving 2 (tegan and sara)?

i saw them at our campus pub a couple years ago, and it was an awesome show. but my favourite moment of that show was when they played 'dancing in the dark' by bruce springsteen. it was awesome. but made even more awesome by the fact that my friend erin (upon realizing what they were playing) screamed at the top of her lungs, "this is the best moment of my life!". you see, she has two favourite things in the world: #1 - bruce springsteen #2 - tegan and sara. and i suppose tegan and sara playing bruce springsteen makes #3.

Is there a song of 8 (the distillers) that makes you sad?

definitely not. they're a punk band. it's hard to be sad to a punk song.

What is your favorite album of 5 (metric)?

live it out.

What is your favorite lyric that 3 (cyhsy) has sung?

shake your rattle-snake skin/and become a part of society/wait on down the highway/to see how far i'll come a-run a-run run running/all that we had salvaged from the fire/was a waste of time/(but) what a waste of time.

from 'in this home on ice'.

what is your favorite song of 1 (interpol)?

'slow hands', from antics

what is your favorite song of 10 (the decemberists)?

right now, 'the crane wife 3'. i haven't spent enough time with the album to definitively give an answer yet though.

how many times have you seen 8 (the distillers) live?

zero. and it's never going to happen. i think they've pretty much broken up since brode married josh homme and started making babies.

what is your favorite album of 1 (interpol)?

antics.

what is a great memory you have considering 9 (pete yorn)?

i saw him in toronto a few years back, and had the time of my life. grandaddy and rooney opened for him - both of which were awesome - and then pete rocked the house. i think my favourite part was that my dad was nice enough to take me all the way to toronto and come to the concert with me, because he knew how much i love me some pete yorn.

what was the first song you heard by 8 (the distillers)?

i think it was 'dismantle me', but i can't remember for sure. i don't even remember how i found out about the distillers - maybe it was on tv.

What is your favorite cover by 2 (tegan and sara)?

well, i've already mentioned that they played 'dancing in the dark' and it was awesome. but equally rad is that the white stripes themselves covered tegan and sara's 'walking with a ghost' - which i think is wicked awesome.

o valencia!

2007-01-22T22:17:00.000-06:00

so today i had a grumpy day.

but all was made better by the two comically large oranges i bought at the food store tonight.

i have prepared these incredibly realistic and to-scale drawings so you can appreciate what i mean.

here i am standing next to one of the oranges. as you can see, i am both exhausted from carying the oranges into the house, as well as from the amount of mental calisthenics i've been doing at work lately.

and, here is another picture of the orange next to my house. obviously, i'm going to have to eat the oranges outside, since they don't actually fit in the house. if anyone knows where i can get an exceptionally large knife, please let me know. clearly a regular paring knife will not do.

and lastly, i tried to mail one of the oranges. but the lady at the post office said i would have to use more than one fifty-one cent stamp. and, since i'm cheap (and the orange wouldn't fit in the mailbox) i'm keeping the second one in my backyard. i'm thinking since it's winter anyways, after the two months i'll spend eating the first orange the second will still be good.

workin' for the church while your family dies

2007-01-21T16:49:00.000-06:00

i can't wait until march 6th. i have already pre-ordered neon bible, and with any luck it will actually show up the day it's supposed to. i'm totally obsessed with the new single, 'intervention' so i can't wait to hear what the rest of the album sounds like.

online shopping is going to be the death of me. first, it was the shoes. then a book. then a cd. and now, there is a hoodie i want. (mostly because i love dinosaurs. *sidenote - at work last week, a really cute boy was trying to fix the video conference set-up. he saw himself on camera and was like, "who's that? it must be that lawyer from jurassic park...jeff goldblum". and i was sitting there, both amused by the fact that he was inferring that he looked like jeff goldblum, but also amused that i wanted to be like, "actually, the lawyer from jurassic park is the dude that gets eaten by the t-rex off of the toilet pretty much right at the beginning of the show - it is clearly not jeff goldblum". but, like i said, the boy was cute - i have a soft spot in my heart for jeff goldblum look-alikes - so i let it slide*)

anyways, i'm never going to be able to save money if i keep buying crap online.

but when the only good shopping in your town is at wal-mart, you've gotta quench your need for retail therapy somehow. and i mean, i have nothing against wal-mart. i bought a shirt for $7 there yesterday. but sometimes, a girl needs more than a $7 dollar shirt.

and because i can, i'm going to give you a list of what music is making me salivate this weekend. go forth and acquire it for yourselves:

intervention - arcade fire
love will tear us apart - susanna and the magical orchestra
fidelity - regina spektor *also featured on last week grey's anatomy - it's awesome*
strict machine - goldfrapp
halleluja - jeff buckley

why is the bedroom so cold

2007-01-18T23:06:00.000-06:00

am i the only person who sat on their couch and cried through the last 25 minutes of this week's grey's anatomy?

and i'm not talking just a few wussy tears.

i mean, straight up bawling.

and i love that they were playing susanna and the magical orchestra's version of 'love will tear us apart'.

i love this show.

brighter than sunshine

2007-01-17T22:37:00.000-06:00

matt mays is the new single of the week.

lainey is the new perez.

a hole in the floor is the new toilet.

the new arcade fire is the shit.

over share

2007-01-17T17:44:00.000-06:00

i'm only putting it out there because i know it's happened to everyone.

but don't you hate it when you have to take a poop at work?

paradise by the dashboard light

2007-01-14T02:35:00.000-06:00

this one time, i created a flickr account.

hair nappy but i'm happy

2007-01-13T12:28:00.000-06:00

yesterday, on cbc, i found a couple articles that were interesting.

and by interesting, i mean that their titles made me think of scenarios that would suit their headers much better than their original content.

take this article for example. if dunder mifflin was canada, they'd be right on par.

and i seem to have forgotten the other one that i was thinking about, so i'm only going to provide that one example.

but if it helps, in my mind the other one was quite funny. so, just take my word for it and laugh. it does the body good.

i said please, please don't exist

2007-01-11T22:49:00.000-06:00

i shouldn't be allowed in stores that sell cd's. i tend to go overboard.

like tonight, for example.

where i bought

some newer stuff

some older stuff

some even older stuff

and some really old stuff

but you can't blame a girl. i mean, i also bought some very practical things tonight. like a french press, and some springform pans.

i mean, i'll never get married without a springform pan.

hail amanda

2007-01-09T22:20:00.000-06:00

huzzah!

ladies, our time is nigh.

i can almost taste the state-enforced kraft diner thursdays.

shoes made for walkin'

2007-01-08T23:44:00.000-06:00

today i got home, and had the best surprise waiting for me. i got mail!

my peacemakers have arrived.

thank you, john fluevog! (and visa! shout out to my paycheque! hey yooooooooooo)

i heart you ananda! (see? almost like my name....hello meant to be!)

oh, and mr. fluevog continues his cutesie/witty repartee on his soles as usual.

sigh. i rememer saving up for my first pair angelic soles like it was yesterday.

i'd link to the wonders (and oddities) that are john fluevog's shoes, however blogger beta seems to hate me. so long linking to things. it was fun while it lasted. *please use your friendly neighbourhood google to checkout the fluevog site...if nothing else, it's good for some "someone would actually wear those!?!?!" entertainment)

well

2007-01-06T20:11:00.001-06:00

what's the story, morning glory?

take the 8:15 into the city

2007-01-04T23:15:00.000-06:00

tonight, i saw a dude back his truck up into a pole in the grocery store parking lot. then, i saw a doctor buy a roast chicken. i also bought seasons 1 and 3 of arrested development, both for $17.

it was a successful evening.

how many lives you live are strange

2007-01-02T23:09:00.000-06:00

i hope everyone had a most excellent holiday season. i pondered/discovered a few things over the days i was off, and would like to share them with you.

1. why doesn't our society have any water-flavoured products? what exactly would a water-flavoured product taste like?

2. if given the chance, it is very likely that i would make out with/spank jason bateman.

3. turns out if you wait four months, shoes that you saw in august will go on sale online in january, for $70 cheaper than the original price. (also turns out that the size and colour you want will be in stock....which makes you very happy, which subsequently results in a happy dance)

4. i love oasis. and, if given the chance, it is very likely that i would make out with/spank liam and/or noel gallagher.

5. elliott gould is awesome. elliott gould shirts are awesome-est.

that is all for now. i am v. tired, and v. hungry.

will post more soon, once rested and fed.

it's a bitch convincing people to like you

2006-12-19T20:26:00.000-06:00

so i apparently took like 289 pictures on my recent adventures down south. and, most are - as pointed out by my colleagues - of very random things. here, i shall attempt to show a smattering of those random things, with which i will provide a very colourful colour commentary. enjoy, cause this thing is going to take me forever. (or, as they say in the sandlot, forrr-ehhh-verrrrrr)

we got into la pretty early, and were greeted by a sign that was made just for us welcoming us to the great city. turns out they don't tell you things on the sign, like how their rain smells like sewer, or how some denny's waiters are really strange. they save that for a different sign that i didn't get a picture of.

right after we landed, we took a shuttle to the hotel. this is the view from our room - turns out that usually if my hotel room has a view of the parking lot, i think it's pretty shitty. but, since there are palm trees the ugliness is disguised, and all is forgiven.

our hotel was like a fifteen minute walk from downtown disney - which is a place that i became very familiar with over our stay. turns out that there are a million and one ways to pimp a disney character - look! it's mickey mouse jelly beans! look! it's mickey mouse earrings! look! it's mickey mouse glycerin suppositories! (okay, i may have made that last one up...but i'm pretty sure disney is so thinking about it)

so this is what i continually referred to as 'the happiest place on earth' during my trip. sephora is pretty much the best store ever. i'm sure that over the course of the week i spent like three hours in there - and my visa can prove it.

this is me playing with settings on my camera - oooh, artsy. i'm so post-modern.

so not to sound pretentious - even though we all know i am pretentious - but this is a picture of the mansion in the hills that we partied at one night. yes, mansion. turns out it was furnished with $80,000 couches designed by versace. it also turns out that it was fuelled by an open bar.

which leads to this picture. of a lovely gent named paul. he was from toronto, and gayer than the hills. at this point, he was dancing on a coffee table, most likely during an 'interpretive dance break'. he kept telling me - or more like yelling in my ear - that i reminded him of someone from toronto. yeah, whatever buddy. oh, did i mention that there was karaoke? yeah, i ended up hosting the evening karaoke festivities. and may i say, the crowed loved my rendition of laura brannigan's 'gloria'.

so one of the girls i went with had a friend in la. a lawyer friend. who lent her his mercedes, which we subsequently went driving around, thinking we were too cool for school. which, nothing but three pharmacy residents who think they're too cool for school are.

another highlight of the trip was the $16 nhl game. here is a picture of the goalie warming up, in a move i like to call 'hump the ice like no tomorrow'. the whole arena was warm after that one.

and here is a banner advertising wienerschnitzel. i'm not too sure why my colleagues think i take pictures of random things. clearly everything in my life is very significant, and those peons just don't understand the meaning of it all.

one day, we went shopping at the biggest mall i have ever seen. it pretty much gave me an aneurysm. the only thing that could cure me was: a) more cowbell or b) fancy ketchup

thank the lord for fancy ketchup!

and in addition to the real happiest place on earth, we actually went into disneyland. which, was pretty much awesome. (minus the exorbitant h20 prices)

my favourite thing about disneyland is that everyone looks like an idiot. this is a sneaky picture i took of a full grown man wearing a headband. and not just your normal, run of the mill headband...but a tigger headband. complete with ears. (ky, don't even think about it - he was already married)

it was damon's b-day while in disneyland, so we bought him this shirt. he wore it all day. notice the white trash man on the lazy-boy with remote in hand. best shirt ever.

damon is very important. some may call him a pimp. mickey knew it was his birthday, and sent a card especially for him.

tigger was ballin' by splash mountin, sayin' 'hey-yo' to everyone. note his festive christmas hat.

and of course, no trip to disneyland would be complete without a picture of the ever elusive, exquisite, educational, everlasting, entrepreneurial, elongated, edwardian, eager: doughnut tree. (from which comes all doughnuts)

and lastly, it's a blurry castle. anticlimactic, perhaps. but frankly, that's the best picture that my cruddy camera took of that stinking castle.

so, that's kind of my trip in a nutshell. i have many more pictures where those came from, but i need to get some real work done tonight.

happy tuesday, y'all!

a special christmas box

2006-12-18T17:53:00.000-06:00

so apparently, i miss the one snl in the last few years that was funny. dagnabbit. however, thanks to the godsend that is youtube, we can all enjoy this. *a warning to those averse to objectionable content - don't watch the video*

musical feelings

2006-12-09T23:17:00.000-06:00

i've been tagged by b-dawg. i'm going to try to describe my feelings right now, through song. well, okay i'm going to admit that i'm most likely just going to end up listing five songs i really like right now. but i'll try to include ones that at least make me emote. *note - i would link to lyrics, but apparently blogger dislikes mac, and doesn't want to let me link to things...boourns*

#1 - all apologies, nirvana
this song is amazing.
'all in all is all we are/all alone is all we are'.
i'm sitting alone in a hotel right now. so it's kind of fitting.

#2 - warning, incubus
i like the message that this song sends. i think i often forget to take the time to stop and think about how lucky i am.
'i suggest we learn to love/ourselves before it's made illegal/when will we learn/when will we change/just in time to see it all come down/those left standing will make millions/writing books on the way it should have been/she woke in the morning/she knew that her life had passed her by/and she called out a warning/don't ever let life pass you by'.

#3 - if you tolerate this your children will be next, manic street preachers
i suppose my mood currently is making me choose songs which have particular social messages. i find this song interesting not only for the lyrics, but because the band itself actually has an interesting story behind it (the lead singer mysteriously dissappearing back in '95).
'the future teaches you to be alone/the present to be afraid and cold/so if i can shoot rabbits i can shoot facists/bullets for your brain today/but we'll forget it all again/monuments put from pen to paper/turns me into a gutless wonder/and if you tolerate this/then your children will be next'.

#4 - do you realize, the flaming lips
this song just makes me happy. it's kind of trippy, in a good trippy way. like, bright colours and bunnies trippy. it makes me miss my friends and family. sigh.
'do you realize/that everyone you know someday will die/and instead of saying all your goodbyes/let them know/you realize that life goes fast/it's hard to make the good things last/you realize the sun doesn't go down/it's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round'

#5 - jetsetter, morningwood
this song pretty much sums up what travelling for two weeks straight, eating out, and dirty laundry is starting to feel like.
'i'm writing cause i miss you/and i'm writing cause i'm stuck/all these strangers all around me/they don't seem to give a f*ck/and i'm tired of sleeping in strange beds/and i've done more than you allow/and i've had enough of jetsetting/and i want to come back now/this is a jetsetter music letter (from me to you)'

#6 - long way down, pete yorn
so, i like this song. it's not necessarily that i'm feeling this way right now, i just like to think about how pete yorn must have felt while he wrote this. anyways, i feel justified for listing six songs for two reasons. number one: it is pretty much a given that at any point in time, i can list a song of pete yorn's that can express how i'm feeling. number two: i just bought a ticket to see pete yorn on february 8th. february 8th will henceforth become my favourite day. ever. (in addition to may 7th 2003 when i saw him play at the guvernment in toronto)
'i don't love you/so why should i compete with other guys/all i know is: my father told me look out/look out/i don't want you/so why should i compete with other guys/i don't love you, no/i think i'll take a long way down from here/i think i'll take a long way down/i don't miss you, still i will take a car to be with you/i don't know you, of course you think you know me/i don't want you/so why should i compete with other guys/i don't love you, no/i think i'll take a long way down from here/i think i'll take a long way down/i don't love you'

*turns out that most of these songs are old. i guess i only like really old things. like white ninja.

i lied

2006-12-01T14:31:00.000-06:00

one last present before i get the hell outta dodge

we're gonna make it out

2006-11-30T22:44:00.000-06:00

i'm leaving.

not that i post frequently right now anyways, but i guarantee i won't be posting for at least 10 days. maybe more.

i'm going to enjoy the sun, and have fun in the happiest place on earth. oh yeah, and the other happiest place on earth.

sayonara, suckers

wind it up

2006-11-26T21:42:00.000-06:00

i decided that in order to do the dishes, i needed to make myself a new cd. this cd would help to pass the dish-doing time...as well as delay the whole process of actually having to do the dishes. what music goes on a cd to do the dishes by you ask? i'm glad you asked.

tony the beat - the sounds
bling (confession of a king) - the killers
poster of a girl - metric
do what you want - ok go
banquet - bloc party
my coco - stellastarr*
alive in '85 - broken social scene
o valencia! - the decemberists
dear confessor - immaculate machine
oh! - sleater-kinney
come on! feel the illinoise! - sufjan stevens
secret knives - wolf parade
nature of the experiment - tokyo police club
sweet troubled soul - stellastarr* (hey, i don't want to hear no guff for two songs by the same artist)
small parts - the oohlas

now, i'm going to go listen to my masterpiece and wash the dishes. bah, humbug.

skeeeeratch

2006-11-26T20:41:00.000-06:00

somebody can feel free to buy this for me for christmas. then, i can quit the real world and be a dj. i'll have parties in my livingroom. i'd invite you, but i only party with cool people.

seven degrees...heck no!

2006-11-23T19:59:00.000-06:00

so, my one uber talented cousin just got his dream job building guitars. he's been making his own guitars - which are pretty much amazing - since he was like in grade 9 or something crazy like that. he made this one last year...

and now, he gets paid to make them.

the cool part? his company is making a bass guitar for phil collins' base player.

the coolest part? they're also making guitars for the eagles.

so now, i'm like two degrees away from don henley. wicked.

laws schmaws

2006-11-22T20:15:00.000-06:00

oh, the first big snow of winter. always good for leading to the 'no rules driving jamberoo' (which - obviously - is not to be confused with the 'awkward laugh jamberoo').

anyways, it always seems like after the first snowfall, everybody in the world has to remember all over again what it's like to drive in snow. like they haven't been doing it every year, for five months of the year, for the past fifty-million years.

two-lane streets turn into one-and-a-half lane streets. parking lots are a free for all. and red lights? hell - if you're within half a block, they're fair game! why stop when nobody else can start driving for thirty seconds after the green because of all the ice!

my favourite part of the first snow is the winter-tire exchange. the white stuff hits, and gone are the days of nice rims, and out come the factory standard hubcaps and blizzaks*. i love lugging heavy tires around. not. i hate changing seasons, because i hate carrying the stupid bastards around. when i grow up, i'm going to buy a car without wheels**, so i don't have to worry about putting winter tires on.

*please note. i do not actually know if my snow tires are indeed blizzaks. i am by no means affiliated with blizzaks, nor endorse them in any way.
**i have to say that i am impressed by my own ability to cleverly link to that statement. i was going to link to this...but this is much better.

c'mere

2006-11-18T17:18:00.000-06:00

last night, i had a dream that i was in a plane crash. not a burning, firey, everybody dies crash though. it was more like we were flying along, then all of a sudden we descended really fast, landed, and had to grab all of our stuff and run out of the plane. turns out one of our engines had caught on fire, and we had to make an emergency landing.

as a whole bunch of us that had been on the plane were being transported by bus after the crash, i was made aware that we had landed in dubai. why did i care so much? dubai has a shopping festival! a freaking entire festival dedicated to shopping. it was like i had crashed and gone to heaven.

i'm pretty sure my alarm went off or something, because that's all i really remember. good story, huh.

i'm from the hood stupid

2006-11-15T21:01:00.000-06:00

so, i'm pretty sure that nobody that reads my blog actually listens to rap, but if you have ever even heard jay-z, snoop, dmx or ll cool j, then this will freak you the heck out.

i wish i had a funny, anecdotal story to tell from today. but nothing really exciting happened. i ate a really good chocolate at work, so that was nice. laguna beach is on tonight, and that is also fun. i love rich, bratty teenage drama. i also love that one of my true loves is actually featured on the season finale of laguna beach. awwwww, yeah.

my blog has become very stale and boring of late. i really need to try and do something about that - like get a life, so interesting things happen to me. but it's hard to have a life when you work 8 hour days, then come home and work 5 hours at night. but i'm not complaining - i do love what i'm doing. i just wish i was doing it in the general vicinity of some friends and family.

enough moping for one night. i am now going to create a list of things that lyn loves, but won't admit to:

n*sync
joey from n*sync
cute puppies
and the colour green

**addenum** i just ate a grapefruit, and now my tummy hurts. i don't even like grapefruit. but it's one of those things - like cucumber - that i keep convincing myself to try, so that one day hopefully i'll grow a taste for it. so far, i still don't like grapefruit. i have graduated to enjoying cucumber in my sandwiches however. does anybody else do this or am i the only crazy one?

travely mctravelton

2006-11-13T18:16:00.000-06:00

just booked my holiday for my week off vacation next may - nyc baby! i could most likely be the luckiest girl this side of the rockies. i spent some time in new york a couple of years ago, and had the time of my life...this time around it's bound to be even better. i'm hoping there will be some good shows on when i'm there - i've already found out the tribeca film festival is on, so perhaps i'll see some famous people. or, perhaps i'll run into angelina and brad and they'll adopt me. i'm foreign (being from canada and all).

i ran out to the bookstore today and bought the '07 frommers guide to nyc. complete with foldout map! but that is besides the point. the point is there is a SUPER CUTE boy working at the book store. a super cute boy with the super cutest smile. i'm going to pack him in my suitcase. i shall call him squishy, and he shall be mine, and he shall be my squishy!

tonight i'm making a yummy dinner of lazy perogi casserole and sausage...mmm! too bad the recipe makes enough to feed a small army. i'm going to be very sick of lazy perogi casserole and sausage when friday rolls around and i'll have eaten it for three meals a day for five days straight. (kidding! who has casserole and sausage for breakfast!?)

tonight i've got two presentations to prepare. TWO. what did i do for the last three days? clearly it wasn't preparing presentations. i'm such a stupid ass-head. i leave every friggin thing to the last minute, and do i ever learn from it? ninja, please! i'll be schooled when i'm still up at 1 am cursing myself for being a stupid ass-head.

suzie homemaker

2006-11-11T17:38:00.000-06:00

my ovaries are making me feel emotions. stupid ovaries. this weekend i'm waxing nostalgic about the most retarded things. like no more tangles. that shit was the best. i think i'm going to go to shoppers and try to find some. i desperately need to have no more tangles. my hair is tres tangley.

in addition to feeling nostalgic, i actually made muffins this morning. from scratch! i'm very impressed. i kinda mucked up the recipe and added too much egg, but they still taste like muffins...not like little egg bricks or something.

i can almost taste my trip down to cali now. it's only three weeks away! i'm going to have to prepare....by putting phantom planet's 'california' on repeat for the next 21 days.

going to go for now...more to come.

the decay of a former stone heart

2006-11-05T22:52:00.000-06:00

do you know what i love about winter? when it rains during the day, then freezes at night. driving on sheets of ice is my favourite. okay, maybe i'm lying. i really hate freezing rain, on account of i don't want to fall and break my face. i really like to use my face unbroken.

for once i had a productive weekend. not homework-wise so much, but housework-wise. i did a big cleaning. i sucked up spider remains in the vacuum (can you believe i killed FOUR in 24 hours?), dusted and even *gasp* started to organize the piles of crap on my desk. i am totally my mothers daughter - i make piles everywhere. thanks to my cleaning streak, there are no longer piles on my floor however. i am now 75% pile-free.

i'm sucking on a jones soda co. carbonated candy right now. and you're right, it's not that good. but what can you expect from something flavoured 'fufu berry'? it was an impulse buy. dang london drugs and their carefully placed candies right by the till! but still - no matter where they were placed, i shouldn't have been stupid enough to buy something called 'fufu berry'. serves me right.

so there's a long weekend coming up. i would give my left leg to be going away and doing something fun. too bad to fly anywhere it's like a million dollars. i wish i had a million dollars, cause then i'd use it to fly back home. i can't even drive anywhere on account of anything of importance is 8 hours away. screw northern bc. no wonder everybody in the lower mainland acts like moving outside of the lm equals most certain death. it's like a cultural black hole up here. less than a month now until i head to california...which is the only thing that allows me to get out of bed in the morning. that, and the new matt mays comes out tuesday.

well, back to studying up for tomorrow.

but what i really mean is, plastic bag! plastic bag! plastic bag!

awkward.

2006-11-03T21:32:00.000-06:00

*scene*: london drugs. aisle 8, paper products. infront of charmin ultra toilet paper, various sizes. free febreze air effects with purchase.

*jag* (speaking to friend): do you think this size is the one that you can get free febreze with? i don't even like febreze. but it's free! so why not.

*enter stage right*: middle aged gentleman (mag), looks as though he is on a mission. man proceeds to notice charmin ultra, and in-store coupon for free febreeze. man grabs toilet paper. and in store coupon.

*jag*: i think this is one of the ones that i can get free febreze with. what kind should i get? apple spice and delight? or baked goods?

*mag*: shuffles through available febreze scents. grabs one canister. puts first canister down. apple spice it is. baked goods? you don't want the bathroom to smell like the kitchen.

*jag*: true. i suppose you wouldn't want to get lost.

*mag*: walks away.

*end scene*

other than having weird conversations with strangers, today i noticed that i'm not the only one who loves shawarma.

i also discovered that i'll never make out with doogie howser.

there's a medicine for that

2006-10-31T00:06:00.000-06:00

today, i discovered playradioplay!. i really like this kid's music. and i say kid, cause i don't think he's that old. sigh. i'm old. but not as old as ky. or even lynnie c for that matter. *zing!*

today i also discovered that old men hitting on you isn't endearing, it's just creepy.

i've also discovered my new favourite phrase, 'inconsistent with life'. as in, "a blood pH of less than 7 may be inconsistent with life". for some reason, i find that phrasing rather comical. it's such a pretty euphemism for "you're gonna die". and this is actually a phrase that is fairly common in medical jargon.

let me use it in another sentence. "you stealing a donut from me may be inconsistent with life". aka, "you stealing a donut from me may cause me to put my foot up your ass, and you'll die".

it's 10pm and i'm so tired i feel like i'm going to zonk out. it's time to head to bed.

i also like the decemberists.

now 30% harsher on the environment

2006-10-28T16:37:00.000-06:00

i thought i was going to be kicked out of book club. turns out, at my particular book club, you get shamed if you actually finish a book. well, not really. but it's funny that eight people can know for a month in advance that they've got to read a certain book, and yet still only one person ever actually finishes the book. and even though what happens at book club stays at book club, i will say that i think the reason people really attend is for the food.

and as if me belonging to a book club wasn't dorky enough, today i went to a craft fair. a surprisingly large and very crowded craft fair. i bought some pretty earrings. then, i went to the mall and bought some elton john. and some tegan and sara.

i really don't have any good funny stories of late to tell. but there was a really hot guy at hmv today asking at the desk about a pavorotti album. which was both totally cute and totally confusing at the same time. he was really hot. sigh.

i think it's an excellent time for a nap.

maybe it's just me

2006-10-23T22:51:00.000-06:00

sometimes, i get this strange urge to flip strangers off. and for no particular reason. for example: tonight, i was walking out of london drugs, and this girl was walking in. i somehow thought how enjoyable it would be to flip her the bird. no real reason. maybe i have some as yet undefined anger management issues. just maybe.

i was talking about it with lynnie c tonight....'living room' by tegan & sara is an awesome song. this one time, when there was that huge blackout in ontario like three years ago, lynnie c and i went to see tegan and sara at the folk fest. turns out that sara was stuck in montreal, so we ended up just seeing tegan. it was good, but she could really only sing like half the lyrics to each song, since the other half were sung by sara.

then this other time, i actually got to see them perform together, and it was awesome. i have a friend who loves tegan and sara. she also loves bruce springsteen. we were at the t&s show, and they started to cover 'dancin' in the dark'. my friend freaked out and yelled, 'this is that happiest moment of my life!'. it was rather comical. and yet awesome.

and i've said it before, and i'll say it again. there just aren't enough saxophone solos in music today. the 80's were all about the sax solo. kenny g was in his heyday.

and 70's sci-fi was all about hexagons.

i'm only happy when it rains

2006-10-22T20:40:00.000-06:00

i have many a time sung the praises of matt mays on this blog. well, surprise surprise i'm going to do it again. he's putting out a new solo album in a couple of weeks, and the whole thing can be streamed here. go check it out.

i'm starting to think that i have mono. i want to sleep all the time. i came home after work on friday, and slept on the couch from 6 until 10. then, i got up, piddled around for an hour and went to bed for 10 hours. i don't think that's normal. maybe i should take up some recreational amphetamine use so i at least have the energy to do the dishes.

i finished my sixth and final week of my internal medicine rotation on friday. i've been learning alot, and start working in oncology this week.

i had my first patient die last week. this person had come into the hospital and seemed totally fine - but after spending some time in hospital was eventually put onto a ventilator until the family decided to withdraw care. it was so sad. although elderly, they had so much spunk and life. it's so weird to look back two weeks - sitting talking to someone, you'd never know that in two short weeks they'd be gone. but isn't that always the way.

in happier news, i was a bad girl this weekend and bought seasons one and two of grey's anatomy on dvd. i don't know what overcame me. perhaps a burning urge to own a piece of mcdreamy and mcsteamy. i should really have my burning urges looked at. clearly they're not good for me.

i really need to do something exciting with my life, for this blog is getting awfully boring. i mean, i could report on the three loads of laundry i've done today. i could talk about how i thought i lost my hairbrush, but then i found it. or, perhaps i'll spare you all and come back when i have something interesting to say.

gay is the new straight

2006-10-19T17:23:00.000-06:00

mother of pearl!

my options for ever finding a husband are seriously
dwindling.

sickly

2006-10-16T18:17:00.000-06:00

so it turns out it's a good thing i didn't travel this weekend. saturday i got some sneezes and sniffles, which when sunday rolled around turned into a full blown cold and stomach flu. i have basically been laying on my futon for the past few days surrounded by a pile of kleenex drinking warm tea, sleeping, and watching bad television. i imagine had i been on an airplane in this state, my head would have imploded. so for the sake of my head staying in one peice and those lovely westjetters not having to clean up imploded head off the airplane, i'm glad i stayed home.

being sick sucks. i haven't been able to taste/smell anything for two days. which is most likely a good thing, since i probobly stink. i'm sure my landlady is most likely wondering at this point if i have actually died, and she is smelling my rotting body. not to worry landlady, that's not decomp: i just haven't showered in two days.

i took the day off from work today to hack/drool/sneeze in peace at home. i'm thinking i'll forge my way back to work tomorrow.

i'm not too sure where i was going with this post. i'm too hopped up on dayquil to focus on one task for longer than two minutes.

i'm going to go now.

june can't come soon enough

2006-10-13T13:41:00.000-06:00

turns out my life is like a full circle right back up my own ass. my frigging flight was cancelled due to weather, so now i'll be spending a lovely weekend at home. shitballs. i had everything all planned to meet up with friends, shop, go to dinner. and it's all ruined because this frigging town is to lame not to have any flights that fly anywhere other than fucking vancouver.

i had planned to document the trip through photos. this was the first and only one taken, right before i went to the airport this morning. enjoy.

career fairy

2006-10-11T21:40:00.000-06:00

my life often has these strange 'full-circle' type moments. this weekend is one of them. i'm headed back to my alma-mater (and i'm not talking this one) to represent my current employer at the pharmacy career fair this weekend. only one year ago i was in the same place, but in a totally different position. pondering my future. i would have never guessed that i would be where i am today. it's great, because i still know alot of the students in the college, so not only do i get to recruit...but i get to visit!

pretty much every minute of my weekend is jam-packed. between convincing people to become hospital pharmacists and handing out business cards, i've scheduled in visits with friends i haven't seen in months, and a meal at the best place ever. in preparation, i'm chargin' up the 'ol digital camera. and found some totally hi-larious pics from my visit to the 'skatch in august. i won't share them, on account of i look like the retarded offspring of steve buschemi and sandra bernhardt. i mean, the non-retarded offspring of those two would be bad enough.

but i will share a picture of the bridge that brought about the first rap song i ever wrote, 'wolseley, town around a lake'. the song even has a remix, 'wolseley, town around a lake: swinging bridge remix' which goes something like, 'wolseley, town around a lake....wiccca wicca (as in record scratches) swinging bridge ya'll'. it's pretty much the best song ever. watch out fiddy cent. mc a-rock in da hizz-ouse. holla!

here is my muse:

well, i have far too much work and reading to do to be sitting here and blogging. (which is precisely why i'm sitting here and blogging)

until next time!

that's what the front's for

2006-10-10T21:30:00.000-06:00

i love that someone tried to make a list of the best musical moments in film. i don't agree with all of the choices. but i totally, 100% precent agree with a few. #32 for example, is one of my favourites. and i do love me some bohemian rhapsody at #1.

but a couple things are a little off. i mean, i love '10 things i hate about you'. during my youth, i used to watch that show pretty much once a week. i can still watch it and pretty much quote the whole dialogue verbatim. but do i agree that one of the top 40 musical moments of all time in film happens in the movie? most likely not. do i agree that it contains two of the top 40 musical moments of all time? definitely not. 'pretty in pink' doubled up too. i think this person got sick of watching movies and just picked two songs from each to finish up the list quicker. (i mean, who makes a 'top 38' list)

i know that people who read this will have other opinions about what should have been included. so feel free to share. personally, one of my favourite musical movie moments is when "the only living boy in new york," by simon and garfunkel starts playing as natalie portman and zach braff kiss (and peter sarsgaard watches) during 'garden state'.

other than reading that list this weekend, lots of stuff happened. my parents were in to visit from ontario, and we had a great time relaxing, and cooking way too much food. i now have a freezer full of turkey to last me until i turn 34. which is like 11 years, for those of you who are counting. and i'm not really kidding, either. my dad decided that it would be a good idea to cook a 17lb turkey for 3 people. guess what's not a good idea dad? cooking a 17lb turkey for 3 people! but in reality, it's all good. there are worse things in the world than having too much turkey. like having too much carrot juice.

i also bought the new killers album, 'sam's town'. i've listened to it a couple times now, and really like most of it. i'm not totally in agreeance that naming a song 'bling (confessions of a king)' was a smart move, but the song itself is super good. it's no 'hot fuss', but the album does have its strong moments.

the best thing to come out of the weekend however is some new furniture! finally, i can have more than two people over without making someone sit in a camping chair! although the camping chair was so stylish in all of its purple glory, a new futon and two new chairs are much better for entertaining. and i've been graciously upgraded to a 20" tv, which pretty much doubles the amount of tv that i had before. bling bling.

well, it's time to go do some work. i've been up for about 16 hours today, as a result of dropping the 'rents off at the airport at 4:30 this morning. i was a bit of a zombie today to say the least. a three hour nap tonight and some pumpkin pie has remedied that however, and i'm ready to work. well, not really, but if i don't i'll be in big trouble.

favourite song of the day: 'small parts' - the oohlas

**addenum - someone found my blog by searching 'why is amanda so weird'. note to that person: you are not going to find that answer here. i've been trying to figure it out for years, and can really only attribute it to my genetic makeup and vast love for monkies holding flaming toasters.

do you realize?

2006-10-04T22:09:00.000-06:00

i want to make out with wayne coyne. he is the lead singer of the flaming lips. and i find him dead sexy.

in other news, i realized last night that it's hard to talk smart to dumb people. i had the unfortunate experience of sitting by this retarded girl at supper. she wasn't really retarded, but she was pretty damn borderline. we were dining at this quaint winery, and they were playing quaint background music. there was a lull in the conversation, and my ears perked up when i heard city and colour's 'save your scissors'.

"i love this song," i commented (henceforth known as i).

"i really don't get it," said stupid girl (henceforth known as sg). "i mean, what is he singing about? save your scissors? what the hell does that mean?"

i: "well, i believe he says something like, 'save your scissors/for someone else's skin/my surface is so tough i don't think the blade will dig in'. it's not literal."

sg: "so what does that mean? they should cut themselves? they should cut someone else?"

i: "he's not really talking about cutting people. he doesn't mean cutting things literally. it's like, you can't hurt me, i'm tough...go bug someone else, you know?"

sg: "no, i don't. people should just say things for real. i don't get it when they talk about things that aren't real. and what is with the video? he's just playing guitar with his band. it's dumb"

i: "actually, i think it's like a 'day in the life' kind of thing. you know, he's in another band, alexisonfire. so, the video shows him rehearsing with them, then playing his own gig at a club in the evening."

sg: "that's so stupid"

i: "you're a dumb fuck.*"

needless to say, the food made up for the fact that part of the company was stupider than most of my turds. i almost passed out from ecstasy with the cheesecake. and the cute worker boy by the door when i left.

anyways, now i'm all mad again after re-living the stupidness of that conversation from last night. i'm most likely not going to blog until next week, since the 'rents are coming into town to make me some turkey and shower me with gifts. so, let's have a discussion. i just finished reading an awesome book by chuck klosterman. next up on the list is a new book for book club.

what books are y'all reading, and which ones would you recommend? i've got a few more on the list, including 'high fidelity' by nick hornby. but, i'd love some other suggestions. preferably ones that don't involve sailors, hookers, police officers, rebellious cowboys or louis l'amour. (zing!)

*not actually said

i'm old.

2006-10-02T21:14:00.000-06:00

it's really weird, but lately i've been realizing how old i'm getting. i mean, i've never really felt old before. but over the past few months, it's like i've suddenly realized that i'm growing up. maybe it's as a result of graduating from university. or maybe it's because i'm actually getting older. it's like the whole concept has just finally hit me like a ton of bricks.

i'm sitting here in my own hotel room. on a business trip. which, is a new thing for me. it's weird to have a real job that sends you on trips for said real job. and one that gives you a corporate credit card to pay for expenses. wtf is up with that? since when did i morph into this person that can pass for someone responsible for things? i mean, i can't even handle cleaning my bathroom on a regular schedule! what makes the world think that i actually have an intelligent opinion to express?

it's even weirder that i'm sitting here listening to the flaming lips and reading a book by chuck klosterman called 'killing yourself to live' (that is totally hilarious so far).

i mean, if i look at my life five years ago, i'd be more likely to be sitting around listening to n*sync and reading archie comics.

it's like i've graduated to real music. and real books. and with that, has come real life.

and real life sucks. i went to buy a new pair of sneakers yesterday, and it was like the store was being run by 9 year olds. when did it get to the point where i think, "how does this store function without an adult present?"

the whole situation is too depressing to think about.

muzak

2006-09-28T23:04:00.000-06:00

lately i haven't been thinking too much about music. well, i always think about music, but i haven't been thinking too much about new music. anyways, i have found some songs lately that make me so happy my brain wants to explode.

this post is brought on because tonight i'm updating the 'ol ipod for my roadtrip this weekend. i was thinking about it, and i really don't think that the people i'm travelling with are going to appreciate my taste in music. i have a feeling i'm going to be stuck listening to lame-ass crap like nickelback or something. shitters. oh well. it's not going to stop me from trying to pump out some bangin' tunes and blow out the minivan speakers with my awesomeness.

i think winning my audience over slowly with some moderately acceptable music first, will gain their trust enough for me to listen to things that i really want to hear. for example. i'll start out slow, with some things everyone likes. a little forrest gump soundtrack. nobody can resist oldies. then, maybe some top 40. even old farts can't help but dance to some justin timberlake or kelly clarkson. and after they all think they're safe, i go for the shock and awe and attack like a round of friendly fire by busting out a little ted nugent. what's that? yeah, i went there.

i think the scissor sisters might have to come out of hiding as well. nothing makes amanda more fun than a little 'take your momma out'. unless it's 'gypsies tramps and theives'.

did i mention that i bought four cd's today? i think i need to go to bed, before i do more damage.

favourite songs of the day that you need to check out(in no particular order):
pete yorn - the man
death cab for cutie - marching bands of manhattan
scissor sisters - i don't feel like dancin'
stellastarr* - sweet troubled soul
stars - set yourself on fire
gnarles barkley - smiley faces
interpol - public pervert (carlos d remix)
the like - what i say and what i mean
the new pornographers - the bones of an idol
wolf parade - secret knives

that is. all.

i think i have issues

2006-09-26T19:44:00.000-06:00

i'm kind of thinking i'm not going to come out of this year with all of my sanity. especially not at this rate.

yesterday, i was at work 2 hours late. last week, i averaged an hour late each day.

i didn't think it was too unreasonable to ask to leave on time today to go to the university book store. fast forward to 4:15, with me running out the door home to get in the car to try and get to the bookstore for 5.

two wrong turns later, i end up at the stupid university.

which, is a stupid loop with a one way road around the whole campus.

one way.

i drove around it twice, trying to locate the bookstore.

and parking.

i actually parked at one point. turns out all of the signs that scream "you have to pay for all parking on campus" aren't really conducive to actually figuring out how the hell to pay for parking on the goddamn campus. so after punching buttons on a machine clearly marked 'ticket dispenser' that actually didn't dispense tickets, i gave up.

i did what any girl would do. got in my car and screamed in aggrivation. literally. it was 4:45. i had wasted my one opportunity of actually leaving work on time and getting to the bookstore.

so i drove home. and screamed pretty much half the way there.

i need to be sedated.

say what?

2006-09-22T17:55:00.000-06:00

i have no idea what this is. but it made me laugh.