So I was writing some stuff down (actually making a list of the meals I'm going to make this week so we could go grocery shopping - because I'm a dork) and there were some numbers involved (5 green peppers, 12 green onions, 1 tomato against my better judgement) and I was reminded of how much I don't like the number 5. I mean, I have nothing against it's numerical value. Five is a good number if we're talking about amounts, age, inches (actually, it's not so good if we're talking about inches is it ladies? Kidding. 5 is a perfectly respectable measurement. Tee hee) but visually, it sucks. It's snide. Seriously. Have a look at the number 5 sometime. Like now.
5
I looks like it's sneering at you! Aggressively. It's got that sort of flat top which makes it look scowly and then it has that angry sort of posture. It seems so derisive. Like it's looking at you and seeing nothing worth it's time. Bastard number. I'll kick its ass! Look at me with derision will it!? Bah! 1234567890. See. It's the only one. Although I can see how 7 could be a bit of a bitch if it wanted to. And perhaps 9 if you caught it on a bad day. But 5. It's bad to the bone.
Saturday, March 26, 2005
Saturday, March 19, 2005
Sad I Am.
As most of you know my grandfather has been really sick the past few months and today he finally passed away. I don't mean finally as in woo hoo it's about time don't let the door hit your ass on the way out, I just mean that he's been sick for so long and just getting worse and worse that it's a blessing for him to have finally been able to let go. He died peacefully, surrounded by his family and I guess that's the best you can hope for.
As for me, I'm sad obviously because nobody likes to watch someone they've loved die, but most of my sadness is for his wife. We haven't always gotten along (okay, really it would be closer to the truth to say that we've almost never gotten along until very recently) but this is the second husband she's had to watch die and I can't even imagine what that must be like. Regardless of how I've felt about her over the years she loved my grandfather very much and he loved her and they made each other as happy as any two people could. And that's something special.
The worst thing for me personally is having to go through it alone. I mean, I have my family and my friends which is great (that's a sincere great, not a "great" great) but I miss having someone around to give me snuggles and kisses when I'm sad. It's been a long time since I had to go through something like this without a boy and it's remarkably hard. I know I've probably set back the whole women's movement about 20 years with that remark but it's true. I've never been without someone to lean on in this kind of situation and it sucks ass. Men are good for more than one thing, who knew?! Kidding. I'm not that bitter yet. Give me time to really grow into it. :-)
As for me, I'm sad obviously because nobody likes to watch someone they've loved die, but most of my sadness is for his wife. We haven't always gotten along (okay, really it would be closer to the truth to say that we've almost never gotten along until very recently) but this is the second husband she's had to watch die and I can't even imagine what that must be like. Regardless of how I've felt about her over the years she loved my grandfather very much and he loved her and they made each other as happy as any two people could. And that's something special.
The worst thing for me personally is having to go through it alone. I mean, I have my family and my friends which is great (that's a sincere great, not a "great" great) but I miss having someone around to give me snuggles and kisses when I'm sad. It's been a long time since I had to go through something like this without a boy and it's remarkably hard. I know I've probably set back the whole women's movement about 20 years with that remark but it's true. I've never been without someone to lean on in this kind of situation and it sucks ass. Men are good for more than one thing, who knew?! Kidding. I'm not that bitter yet. Give me time to really grow into it. :-)
Sunday, March 13, 2005
Woo hoo! It's an update!
Okay, so what have I been up to? Lalalalalalalala! That was for Moody. Okay, I've been working away on this web project, trying to get it all finished up so I can not work on it anymore because I'm really starting to hate the very sight of it. It's been fun but I'm spending too much time with it and all of the design flaws are becoming very harsh and glaring and it's too late to change!!! Moving on. I've also been filling in for sick people at the restaurant (my momma's) the past couple of Sundays and it's been surpisingly fun. The people who work there are hilarious. And this is a good thing because some of the customers really pick my ass. Have I mentioned how much I hate having to be nice to random dickheads for hours on end? Yeah.
I've been doing a lot of driving. I'm trying to control myself because my car is a leased car which means limited mileage but... I just love to drive. I took the doglet to Tofino yesterday and it was fantastic. We stopped in Coombs (they have a market with lots of cool import stuff and goats on the roof - but the goats weren't out yet which if you ask me - and who wouldn't - is false advertising. I may sue. Or break some kneecaps at the very least.) and I did some shopping and then we stopped at Cathedral Grove (which is this amazing old growth foresty bit with ginormous trees that I'm sure they'll eventually log the shit out of) and Lilo sniffed around and became acquainted with the forest. We hugged some trees. It was good. Then we went on to Tofino (LOVE the drive to Tofino! So much mountainy goodness with the twisty roads and the whatnot) where we investigated the wharf (I love the wharf), several little shops (where Lilo received much petting and random love - which is always the best kind!) and then Long Beach where we squished our toes in the sand (okay that was me), chased crows (Lilo), checked out the hot surfers (both of us for surprisingly similar reasons - we both like the petting by hot boys. And we seem to have similar tastes too!), and played in the waves. Lilo actually was almost knocked completely off her feet by a whopping 3 inch high wave. I laughed mightily until I realised that while I was paying so much attention to her (I didn't want her to be swept out to sea) I had forgotten to roll up the cuffs of my jeans and ended up with soaked legs. Nothing better than wet denim. Mmm. Yay. Luckily I had a change of clothes in the car. Yay Coombs shopping! I wanted to stay to see the sunset but sadly had to head home. I had to be up at 5 this morning to get ready for work so I wanted to get to bed by 12 at the latest. I'm such an old lady. But that didn't stop me from making a slight detour to a friend's house (friend of a friend really but whatever) for a rousing game of...the game of Life. I was sober and they were all drunk-esque which you would think would be a damper on the overall funness of it all but no. Evidently I don't need alcohol to be a total retard. I even came really close to falling out of my chair. Backwards. It was cool. I'm just high on life man.
And that's about it. I've just been working on the web stuff, bonding with the doglet and hanging out with my momma and my friends. It's good. Mellow, but good. The island is a great place to be in the spring and summer.
Ooo! And my friend Tsukasa (from Tokyo) is coming to visit this week! Woo hoo! Yay! I'm all aflutter! It's good to have company and she's fun so we're going to have a good time. I have a plan. Multiple plans actually. Fun will be had! I may even have to send out an online photo album. Even more fun! I'm so cracked out. I blame it on the boogie. Sorry. Okay bye!
I've been doing a lot of driving. I'm trying to control myself because my car is a leased car which means limited mileage but... I just love to drive. I took the doglet to Tofino yesterday and it was fantastic. We stopped in Coombs (they have a market with lots of cool import stuff and goats on the roof - but the goats weren't out yet which if you ask me - and who wouldn't - is false advertising. I may sue. Or break some kneecaps at the very least.) and I did some shopping and then we stopped at Cathedral Grove (which is this amazing old growth foresty bit with ginormous trees that I'm sure they'll eventually log the shit out of) and Lilo sniffed around and became acquainted with the forest. We hugged some trees. It was good. Then we went on to Tofino (LOVE the drive to Tofino! So much mountainy goodness with the twisty roads and the whatnot) where we investigated the wharf (I love the wharf), several little shops (where Lilo received much petting and random love - which is always the best kind!) and then Long Beach where we squished our toes in the sand (okay that was me), chased crows (Lilo), checked out the hot surfers (both of us for surprisingly similar reasons - we both like the petting by hot boys. And we seem to have similar tastes too!), and played in the waves. Lilo actually was almost knocked completely off her feet by a whopping 3 inch high wave. I laughed mightily until I realised that while I was paying so much attention to her (I didn't want her to be swept out to sea) I had forgotten to roll up the cuffs of my jeans and ended up with soaked legs. Nothing better than wet denim. Mmm. Yay. Luckily I had a change of clothes in the car. Yay Coombs shopping! I wanted to stay to see the sunset but sadly had to head home. I had to be up at 5 this morning to get ready for work so I wanted to get to bed by 12 at the latest. I'm such an old lady. But that didn't stop me from making a slight detour to a friend's house (friend of a friend really but whatever) for a rousing game of...the game of Life. I was sober and they were all drunk-esque which you would think would be a damper on the overall funness of it all but no. Evidently I don't need alcohol to be a total retard. I even came really close to falling out of my chair. Backwards. It was cool. I'm just high on life man.
And that's about it. I've just been working on the web stuff, bonding with the doglet and hanging out with my momma and my friends. It's good. Mellow, but good. The island is a great place to be in the spring and summer.
Ooo! And my friend Tsukasa (from Tokyo) is coming to visit this week! Woo hoo! Yay! I'm all aflutter! It's good to have company and she's fun so we're going to have a good time. I have a plan. Multiple plans actually. Fun will be had! I may even have to send out an online photo album. Even more fun! I'm so cracked out. I blame it on the boogie. Sorry. Okay bye!
Tuesday, March 08, 2005
Crap, crap, crap.
So I'm sick and my ears are driving me crazy. Crazy I tell you! So I went to the pharmacy with the momma while we were out shopping for cute things for her deck (it's going to be a cute little garden-y type theme with candles and metal bits and whatnot) and got some ear drops to put into my horrible ear to reduce the swelling and the pain (only a little pain really but annoying) and now I have an ear full of goop and cotton ball and it's making me even more crazy than just the ear was earlier! I can't hear! And my voice sounds really, really loud in my own head when I talk and that makes me wiggy.I can hear myself breathing. I sound like a crazy mouth breather type. So unfortunate. At least I fit into my surroundings a bit better. Ha ha. I think I'm going to have a little nap and hope that the happy ear fairy comes while I'm sleeping and makes it all better. That would be great.
Monday, March 07, 2005
Stupid Drivers!
What is with these people? Why can nobody drive but me?! Honestly. What is it that makes certain retarded drivers do what they do? Why do they sit at a green light, afraid to turn left (despite it being clear as far as the eye can see) and then turn in what seems to be a state of frenzied panic as soon as there is a car coming, effectively cutting off said car? Why? To be perfectly honest, logic has had no place in my world for quite some time now but this mystifies even me.
And why do people (probably the same people who fear the left turn) insist on parking their damn shopping cart in the perfectly good empty parking space closest to the entrance to the store while they allow their small and obviously lacking in hand eye coordination children load their heaping groceries into their damn station wagon leaving me to circle the damn parking lot, eventually parking in frickin' siberia (slight exaggeration here on both counts)?! Are they trying to make me crazy? I think so.
And why is Magnum PI so oddly attractive in his too tight, way too high white jeans and baseball cap? Why?! Has the whole world gone mad? Maybe I'm hallucinating. Or maybe it was the giant Magnum PI poster on the back of the bathroom door when I was a child. It's a mystery.
How can you tell I'm a bit cranky (not too mention obviously feverish and mentally unstable) with the sick feeling and the nobody to bring my soup and the whatnot. Back to bed with me before I bite the head off of some poor, unsuspecting bat (go Ozzy!) or something.
And why do people (probably the same people who fear the left turn) insist on parking their damn shopping cart in the perfectly good empty parking space closest to the entrance to the store while they allow their small and obviously lacking in hand eye coordination children load their heaping groceries into their damn station wagon leaving me to circle the damn parking lot, eventually parking in frickin' siberia (slight exaggeration here on both counts)?! Are they trying to make me crazy? I think so.
And why is Magnum PI so oddly attractive in his too tight, way too high white jeans and baseball cap? Why?! Has the whole world gone mad? Maybe I'm hallucinating. Or maybe it was the giant Magnum PI poster on the back of the bathroom door when I was a child. It's a mystery.
How can you tell I'm a bit cranky (not too mention obviously feverish and mentally unstable) with the sick feeling and the nobody to bring my soup and the whatnot. Back to bed with me before I bite the head off of some poor, unsuspecting bat (go Ozzy!) or something.
Sunday, March 06, 2005
Blaaarrggggh!
I'm sick! What the hell?! I hate being sick! Hate it! It sucks ass. Last time it was just an ear thing and I can deal with an ear thing but now it's a headachy, sore throaty, coughing like a spaz thing AND my ears are all stuffed. Grrr. It's because I was cocky. I know it. I was cocky about never getting really sick. And here I am. Sick! Whatever. And I'm whiney but there's no one here to listen to my whining! Lilo doesn't care. She bit my nose earlier. Stupid bitch. Ha ha. That never gets old. Really. It doesn't. But yeah, focus here. No one to listen to my whining. And who will bring me soup and Starbucks and nyquil? Who?! Bah. Whatever. I'm going to go make myself some...something. I don't actually know what I want. No wait! I want spicy noodle soup and a Chai latte from Starbucks. Who am I kidding. I'm going to stay right where I am in my nice cozy air mattress and do nothing. Nothing! Because that's just how I am when I'm sick. Ooo...wonton soup! What I wouldn't give for a nice, hot bowl of wonton soup. Mmm. Wonton-y goodness. Hey, I think I have some chips in here somewhere. I'm going to find my chips now. Okay bye.
Thursday, March 03, 2005
I love my car.
Yes. MY car! On tuesday I got up early with the parents, went to Victoria and got a cute little red car of my very own. I'm all aflutter. Finally! Mobility! Woo hoo! I'm still trying to decide on a name for my little car. I'm thinking either Betty (from Kung Pow - "You can call me Betty.") or Lola (short for Lolita). But I'm undecided. It's an important decision and one I can't be rushing into all willy nilly like.
Today I am so missing the japanese style bathtub. I love a good tub but here it's not even worth it. And I'm feeling really sleepy (did some drinking last night - thankfully not hung over, just tired) and would love to be able to climb into a hot tub with the water right up to my neck and soak for awhile and then climb into bed (bed - not air mattress) and sleep, sleep, sleep. Yep. I really miss that. I actually miss my apartment in Tokyo alot right now. But it's getting closer to the time that I will be moving to Victoria so I'm getting excited. I'm just waiting to find out what my roommate options are. I may end up just living by myself. It's a little more expensive than I would like but maybe the privacy aspect would make up for it. If I do end up on my own I may aim for a little bachelor pad in Chinatown. It'll be just like Pretty in Pink. JUST LIKE IT DAMMIT! I'll have to start wearing wigs. And strange makeup. I can do that. I'll have to watch out for Lilo though. Everybody knows that red haired dogs are the tastiest.
And on that note I think I'm going to take a hot, hot, scalding-type shower. If I can't get the lobster effect from a nice soak I'll get it from a stinkin' hot shower instead.
Today I am so missing the japanese style bathtub. I love a good tub but here it's not even worth it. And I'm feeling really sleepy (did some drinking last night - thankfully not hung over, just tired) and would love to be able to climb into a hot tub with the water right up to my neck and soak for awhile and then climb into bed (bed - not air mattress) and sleep, sleep, sleep. Yep. I really miss that. I actually miss my apartment in Tokyo alot right now. But it's getting closer to the time that I will be moving to Victoria so I'm getting excited. I'm just waiting to find out what my roommate options are. I may end up just living by myself. It's a little more expensive than I would like but maybe the privacy aspect would make up for it. If I do end up on my own I may aim for a little bachelor pad in Chinatown. It'll be just like Pretty in Pink. JUST LIKE IT DAMMIT! I'll have to start wearing wigs. And strange makeup. I can do that. I'll have to watch out for Lilo though. Everybody knows that red haired dogs are the tastiest.
And on that note I think I'm going to take a hot, hot, scalding-type shower. If I can't get the lobster effect from a nice soak I'll get it from a stinkin' hot shower instead.
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