Aaarrrrrrggggghhhh!

What is with guys?! Seriously? I mean, what is it about men that makes them think that everybody in the world wants to hear every little thing they've got on their minds about girls at any given time? Because really, I don't give a shit. I mean, it's different if you have a guy friend who likes someone and wants to talk about it. Great. Woo hoo! Sounds good. Or if you're at the bar and you're having some drinks and you're all just oogling the crowd in general. Again with the woo hoo. But why, why, why do guys feel compelled to talk about the chicks they work with with other chicks that they work with? Why? Do we all need to know everything that's going on in their little pea brains at all times? Okay, maybe the pea-brain thing is a little harsh. Whatever. I'm just annoyed. So here's a little tip for any guys who may be reading this...shut up! We don't care! OKay that my rant for today. (Birthday coming...must find my happy place).

Nice Weather We're Having

I'm all about the fog. I don't know what it is, but I like it. It makes me feel all mysterious or something. Yeah, I'm a freak. We all know this. But really, I love the beginning of the fall when the air gets all crisp and it starts to get darker in the evenings and stays dark longer in the mornings. I like the feeling of driving to work in the dark or near dark. And I really like being at work when it's dark outside, knowing that it's daytime but having it look like dusk. This morning was great because when I got to work it was still dark and quite cold outside (I don't like the cold so much though) and then as it got later and lighter the fog rolled in (okay, it wasn't a true rolling fog but whatever, it was fog and it got there somehow so I'll just call it rolling because I like it) and it was exciting. It made me feel all Halloweeny. And I love Halloween. So yeah. Fog = good. What am I going to be for Halloween? Crap. Must get on that. But not until after my birthday. Did I mention it's only 5 days until my birthday?! :-)

I Hate Being Single

Okay, not all the time. Sometimes it's great. Like when you're at the bar with hot Tibetans hitting on you. That's not so bad. But it's not exactly great either because unless you want to go home with said hot Tibetans (who happen to also be man-whores I'm pretty sure) it doesn't really get you any lasting joy. Of course going home with them might not bring much lasting joy either now that I think about it. More like fleeting joy. I'm going to stop right there. Maybe I just hate being single today. I don't know. I can't make up my mind. Big surprise there. I like being alone an awful lot but sometimes I really miss having a guy around to make with the snuggling and the hair petting when I've had a bad day. Or even just when I'm feeling all sad and worn around the edges. You know what I mean? Sometimes it's hard just to keep your head above water and a good snuggle (and a non-fat chai latte from Starbucks - I have very specific needs okay?!) can go a helluva long way toward fixing whatever it is that's dragging you down. Now don't get me wrong, I have my Lilo and that's all good. She's a stellar snuggler. But it's just not the same. So yes, today I hate being single. With a fiery vengeance.

Whatever. That's why god invented girly movies and big poofy blankets. To distract and give the illusion of snuggles simultaneously. I'm a big fan. And my apartment is really cold right now so it's practical as well.

Did I mention that my birthday is in 8 days now? Because it is. I envision spending the evening with my blanket boyfriend and a cake. Preferably chocolate. Wait, fuck spending the evening, I have that day off! I'm spending the whole damn day! It's an exciting and glamourous life I lead. With the fast pace and the whatnot. :-)

I Know, I Suck. But I Don't Care!

I know it's sad but I actually like filling out these things but I know that I'm pretty much the only one I know who does so instead of emailing them to everybody I just post it here so whoever wants to read it can. It's a win win situation really. So here it is...



-:*~ P e r s o n a l ~-*
1) Single or Taken: So very single.
2) Sex: Occasionally, but not as often as I'd like. Haha. Female.
3) Birthday: October 4th (so so soon!!!!).
4) Sign: Libra.
5) Shoe Size: 9-ish
6) Height: 5'6
7) Initials: ABM. Yes, I know.

*~Re l a t i o n s h i p s~*
1) Who is your best or close friends: The Senor, Marla, Virve.
2) Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend: Nope. Not unless you count the Commander which you really should. But his one downfall is his inability to snuggle or pet my hair when I'm sad. I'm a high maintenance girl.
3) Did you send this to your crush?: The Commander doesn't get the internet.

*;-*F a s h i o n S t u f f *-;-*
1) Where is your favorite place to shop?: I'm an equal opportunity shopper. I like to spead my love around.
2.) Any tattoos or peircings : Indeed. 4 tattoos, a couple of piercings.

*-;-* T h e E x t r a S t u f f *-;-*
1) Do you do drugs: Me? Never. Steadfastly opposed. Just say no and all that.
2) What kind of shampoo do you use: Pantene. Makes my hair all shiny like.
3) What are you most scared of losing: The lottery (it just kills me everytime). My mind. The people I'm close to.
4) What do you wish you had: Money, long dark hair, straight teeth a size 4 bod and a boyfriend to snuggle me and pet my hair when I'm sad. Do you see a trend here? Oh, and a VW Karmenghia. And my masters degree so I wouldn't have to be so stressed out about the whole thing now.
5) Who is the last person that called you: the Senor I think.
6) Who was the last person you called? the Senor.
7) Where do you want to get married: Johnny (Depp of course) can pick the place, I'll just show up. Or a wedding chapel in Vegas. I'd love to be married by Elvii. I mean, why have one Elvis when you can have a whole pack of Elvii?
8) If you could change anything about yourself what would you change? See #4.

*-;-* Favorites *-;-*
1) Colour: Red, black, pink (shut up) and that weird celery type green.
2) Soft Drink: Diet Coke. Or Tahiti Treat but they don't make that anymore.
3) Drink (in general): Water, tea, beer. Oh and that frothy lemony yum drink at Earls. Yum!
4) Subjects in school: Drama, writing, english and art. I'm such a dork.
5) Animal (s): Lilo. And tigers. Grrrrowl.
6) Game (s): Spin the bottle. Ha ha. Cranium actually. Because I'm a dork.

H a v e Y o u E v e r...?
1) Given anyone a bath: I'm 30. Of course.
2) Flown out of the country: Yep.
3) Broken the law: Um, perhaps...
4) Made your self throw up: Only when drunk. It helps if you're feeling dizzy and yucky and you throw up because then you feel better and can drink more. But not since university.
5) Gone skinny dipping: Yep.
6) Cried to get ur self outta trouble: Nooo...crying seems to get me into more trouble rather than out of it.
7) Have u ever kissed anyone not related to u: Again with the, I'm 30. But I'm also from Duncan so I guess it's a reasonable question. Ha. Yes.

Q u e s t i o n s
1) Do you like filling these out? Yes!
2) Last film you saw at the cinema: My fiancees' latest film, the Transporter 2. He's hot.
3) What is the last film you rented out? Crap. I can't remember. I rented 2 movies yesterday but I can't remember what they are because I haven't watched them yet. But the other day I rented A Fond Kiss (great movie) and My Life Without Me (maybe my new favourite movie).
4) What did you have for breakfast this morning: Blueberry bagel.
6) Who would you HATE being stuck in a room with ? I'm going to pass on this particular question as my list is getting to be quite long.
5) What is your name? Bob. What the hell kind of question is this anyway. If you're reading my blog you probably know my name. It's Gertrude.
6) Your nickname(s)? As far as I can tell most people call me Bitch. I assume it's a term of endearment. My mom calls me Angie Mouse. My bastard ex called me Nezumi (japanese for mouse). Which is funny because I'm not at all mouse like. Although I do like cheese. I don't think I have any other nicknames. Not that I can think of anyway. Maybe I should work on that.

Lalalala Birthdays are Fun!

So it's 2 weeks to my birthday now. Am rapidly becoming obsessed with the impending birthday action. Yay! Birthday! But I'm kind of bummed because most of the people I love to itty bitty bits live so far away that they won't be able to be here. Which is sad. And I'm gripped by indecision about the potential birthday festivities. I'm thinking I may well stay home with my dog and hide under the bed with my heaps of fabulous prezzies (there will be heaps of prezzies even if I have to buy them myself) and a bottle of wine. Twist off cap of course. And extra long twisty straw. The bottle of wine with the corkscrew sticking out of it is still on top of my fridge. Not for any lack of trying on my part. Sadly. :-)

Happy Birthday to ME, Happy Birthday to ME, Happy Birthday to MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-EEEEE. Happy Birthday to ME!

I'm sorry. I just can't help it. I love birthdays.

Stupid Birthday Lists!

So I'm trying to come up with a list of stuff I want for my birthday and it's frickin' hard. I don't know! Dammit. I mean obviously I want all kinds of stuff (because who doesn't really?) but I hate trying to narrow it down to stuff that people can actually find and afford. I mean, I can't very well say "that thing that I saw in the window of that store that time" can I? And that's pretty much how I organise things in my mind. There's that sweater at Mango that I love. Which sweater? You know, that black sweater with the sleeves (they're cool sleeves). And that hoodie at the market with the design on it. And the necklace with the sparklies. I know what I'm talking about (barely) but who the hell else would? Grrr. So that leaves the boring stuff. DVDs - which is really what people buy for you when they don't know you well enough to know what else you would like, which I'm not knocking because sometimes it's the perfect choice (god knows I love dvds) but in a birthday list you list exactly which dvds and that takes all the guesswork out of it entirely. Which I guess is the point. Dammit. Dammit dammit dammit.

Holy Crap and Oh My God

If I were to have a birthday party, where would I have it?! I mean, my friends are all over the place and I live in Duncan which sucks ass. So I obviously can't have it in Duncan because everybody would have to drive home because I have one couch and very hard wood floors so there'd be nowhere to sleep and then no one would drink and then it wouldn't be a crazy birthday at all! But if I have it in Victoria then my Nanaimo and Vancouver friends (I have no Duncan friends) wouldn't have anywhere to stay and that would suck because I love my Nanaimo and Vancouver friends. But if I have it in Nanaimo then my Victoria friends probably wouldn't come because it's Nanaimo. And nobody likes Nanaimo. Except me. Because apparently I'm sick. And demented. Crap. I'm so confused. Okay, I have to go think about this. Mull it over. Mull. Mulling. Mullet. Fun!

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Birthday!!!!

I'm having a super excited moment. Seriously, I'm all aflutter! It's going to be my birthday in 15 days!!! That's so totally almost 2 weeks! And that's no time at all! Ack! Birthday!!!! I love birthdays. Love em. Sweet birthday action. Nyaaah! Why I am so retarded you ask? Shut up I say! It's almost my birthday! :-) Maybe I'll have a party. For myself. Which is kind of sad if you dwell on it, so let's not. Lalalalalalala! It's my birthday! And I'll be 108. Okay, not quite but close. I'll be 31 this year. But it's okay because I got i.d.ed at the liquor store the 2 times I went. It was sweet. Not as sweet as my birthday but close. :-) Oh crap. I have to stop writing now so I can make my birthday list and plan my party. Which may end up being me and my dog sitting on the couch eating cake but whatever. We'll be wearing party hats. There'll be photos. It'll be sweet. Because it's my birthday!!!!!

Oh So Sad

Well, I've finally hit the Bridget Jones stage of life. Yep. Writing in my diary, drinking alone on the sofa, waiting for my dog to devour my lifeless body. Speaking of which, at least I have my doglet. She would never eat me. Well, maybe my face. But that's it! I'm sure of it. It's kind of funny that I made to 30 without ever really being single. Crazy. Isn't it supposed to be the other way round? Aren't you supposed to be single and crazy until you're in your 30s and then you settle down? Crap. I wish someone had told me this before. I've gone and done it all backwards. Whatever. It was kind of fun. In a sad, pathetic singleton kind of way. I rented a plethora of girly movies (Bridget Jones, Love Actually, Loser, etc) sat myself down with a bottle of wine and some snacks and off I went. Of course I had to scrap the wine plan for vodka and cranberry (because apparently I can't open a bottle of wine by myself - the lovely bottle currently sitting on top of my fridge with the corkscrew still protruding from it's very snug and cozy cork can attest to that little tidbit) but it was good nonetheless. Well, except for the fact that I only managed 2 drinks before I was overcome by the desire to go to bed. I suck. I ended up staying up until about 3:30am reading Harry Potter. Bridget would be sorely disappointed in my performance. What can I say? I'm just going to have to hone my solo drinking skills. I'm still stuck in that outdated, judgemental frame of mind that says drinking alone is too sad for words and I'd be better off dragging my sorry ass down to the phoenix. No, wait. I've just had an update from my inner judge who has ruled that that also is unacceptable. Anyone having seen the phoenix would probably be forced to agree. The good news is that this evening I will be enjoying the company of actual people. I'll keep you posted (get it? posted? so punny) on how it all turns out.

Kisses,
me.

Oh Yeah Baby...

Just to keep you all up to date and in the loop, I feel compelled to share with you the fact that I am a calming influence and radiate light. Yep. Which could come in handy if you think about it. I mean, you could take me camping and I'd never need replacement batteries. Or, having trouble finding the keyhole in the dark? No problem! Just give me a call and I'll be right over with my light radiating self. Oh yeah. Have I mentioned that I'm still a big ol' freak magnet? Because evidently I am. A calming, radiating freak magnet. With a nice rack. These are all things I was told today. Groovy.

Ooo Road Trip...

So I'm planning a road trip. I like road trips. In theory. I've never actually been on a road trip of any length (well not since Clint and I drove around in a VW van for a month but that doesn't count for obvious - and not so obvious reasons) but I'm pretty sure I'd like it. It's true. Because I like roads. And I like trips. So there you go. Road trip! Woo hoo! And I also like driving. And there will be driving. Much driving. And taking ridiculous photos. Because god knows there's nothing better than gratuitous ridiculous photo taking. But I'm not going to say anything else because I might jinx it and that's just no good. Nope. None.

But I will say that my digital camera is broken and it makes me sad. I don't mind sharing that because I'm hoping I'll jinx it. As a matter of fact, let's talk about it some more. Bah. Somehow I don't think the jinxing works that way. Wouldn't it be great if it did though? Sweeet.

My dog is really cute. That had nothing to do with the jinxing conversation. She's just really cute right now and it needed saying.

And I'm thinking of moving. But I'm not 100% sure where. It's looking like Nanaimo but I have to admit that that makes me a little nervous. Okay, more than a little. Nanaimo has not traditionally been a really great place for me. Don't get me wrong, I've had some good times there and I've met some great people (actually, most of the best people I know I met in Nanaimo) but I've also had some really awful times and met some really ridiculously not cool people. I think I'd much rather be moving to New York (hello Virve!) or London (hello Shae!) or Montreal (hello Marya!) or...somewhere...but given the circumstance (good job, cheap rent, getting on with grad school) it's looking like Nanaimo makes the most sense right now. Grrrr I say! So really, what should happen is that everybody I know should move to Nanaimo right now. RIGHT NOW I said! Where are you? Whatever. Don't defy me. You just have no idea who you're dealing with.

Did I mention that I also like tea. Mmm...yum.

I wonder if I couuld apply for grad school in Montreal or Toronto or somewhere and then still teach my online courses for Malaspina. I wonder if that would work. I'll have to look into that. Because that might be cool. Where else is good in Canada? Because I have to stay in Canada for the grad school because I'm poor. And being poor sucks ass. Any ideas would be much appreciated.

I love Sex and the City. I don't know what it is but it's good. But Miranda scares me. She has those crazy teeth and they freak me out. She would bite your face in a heartbeat. Which is kind of strange when you think about it. Not the face biting but me being afraid of the crazy teeth. Because I kind of have crazy teeth myself. But maybe not face biting crazy teeth. Well, I might bite youre face but it wouldn't be like a whole ground beef kind of deal. With the gnashing and the whatnot. Whatever. She has scary teeth.

And it's my birthday in 20 days. And today is almost over so then it'll be 19 days which is almost 2 weeks. I'm very excited. Kind of. Because I really like birthdays. And not just my birthday. I like all birthdays. Birthdays are fun, what with the celebrating and the prezzies and the friends and the whatnot. I'm thinking I'd really love it if all of my lovely friends could be here. Which I know they can't but it's all about the wishful thinking. I miss my friends.

And it's kind of ironic...here I have all of these great, interesting, fabulous friends and it's the very things that make them so damn interesting and fabulous that keep us from being in the same place for any amount of time. There's Virve, living the life in New York (swank new job, swank apartment, cool hair, loads of interesting men, travelling the world, so jealous!!!), Shae, jet setting around the globe (she's living the posh life in London, she's visiting family in New Zealand, she's shopping the markets in Turkey, she's karaoke-ing till she drops in Tokyo, she's climbing the Great Wall in China, she's kissing my ass that dumb biatch!!), Marla being all smart and published like (studying the psychology, making the films, doing the art therapy with convicts - do I even KNOW people this good?), Tom who's been EVERYWHERE, who's both spontaneous and responsible (what with the travelling - spontaneous - and the career building and house buying - responsible - not to mention the renovating and building stuff all over the place - so cool). Do you see my point? What the hell?!

Anyway, that's enough of that. I'm obviously going to have to move somewhere fabulous. Yep. It's my only recourse. I've always wanted to go to Ireland. Maybe I could move there. Nice scenery, good beer, cute accents. WOo hoo! I'm outta here! :-)

Look It's Me!

So this is what I do all day at work. I take pictures of myself with my cell phone. What better way to pass the time? Actually I usually take pictures of Lee and Ross much to their annoyance but today I decided to branch out. So here it is. Woo frickin hoo. And a little yeow(!) on the side.

Survey Thingy. Because I Can.

1. What time did you get up? 7:30-ish am. I'm stoked because it wasn't 5.

2. If you could eat lunch with one person, who would it be? I think it would be my friend Marla. Or Tom. But I actually do eat lunch with Tom sometimes so maybe I should go with Marla because I never get to eat lunch with her because she sucks. What with the living in Vancouver and whatnot. Ooo...or Beerbah! Beeeeerbaaaaaaaaah! I miss you guys. Or Shae! But if it were Shae we wouldn't eat lunch so much as drink it. And then there would be much yelling and throwing of ice and general pandemonium. I like pandemonium. I wish I could spell it though.

3. Gold or silver? White gold. That way you don't have the dilemma. It's got the shiny silverness of silver but the swankiness of gold. It's the perfect precious metal. Unless of course you want to talk about platinum. And who doesn't want to talk about platinum!?

4. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? I think it was the 40 Year Old Virgin which made me laugh. Alot. No wait! It was Red Eye. Which made me so scared I actually squeaked a little. While hiding behind my hands. Which made the girls behind me laugh. Alot. Bitches.

5. What is your favorite TV show? I don't have a tv but when I did I watched the OC and Desperate Housewives alot. But I think my all time favourite is Sex and the City. Or MASH. I love Alan Alda.

6. What do you have for breakfast? Ooo! Today is such a good day for this question! Super yummy breakfast burrito from the Pioneer House! Woo hoo!

7. Who would you hate to be stuck in a room with? Anybody who wants me to bring them food or coffee or a new fork or some extra napkins or a side of hollandaise. Or one of the teachers I work with at my other job. Grrr.

8. What inspires you? Sunshine. Strong people who know what they want and go after it without squashing people along the way.

9. What is your middle name? Oh god. Why do we always have to talk about it? Brandy. There. Are you happy now?!

10. Beach, city or country? Hands down, beach. It used to be a toss up with the city but I'm all about the beach at the moment.

11. Favorite ice cream? I don't know what it's called. It's some crazy citrusy blend they used to have at the Coombs Old Country Market with the goats on the roof and the whatnot. It had mango and orange and maybe pineapple but I could be adding that one in myself.

12. Butter, plain, or salted popcorn? Popcorn kind of picks my ass now that I think about it. I like the butter and a little salt but I really hate the way bits get stuck in your teeth for hours afterward so you're walking around making these ridiculous faces while trying to poke it out with your tongue. Or maybe that's just me.

13. Favorite color? Maybe pink at the moment. I'm still fond of black and red but I'm feeling pretty girly these days.

14. What kind of car do you drive? I drive my sweet little Aveo 5. It's red and it goes.

15. What is your favorite sandwich? Sesame bagel with cheese, cucumber and sprouts. Yum!

16. What characteristic do you despise? Sickly sweet fake niceness (embrace your inner bitch!), dishonesty, arrogance and cruelty.

17. Favorite flower? Sunflower or daisies of the gerber variety or otherwise. I love all flowers really but those are just so forcefully cheerful. Are there any happier flowers than these? Ooo, poppies are good too.

18. If you could go anywhere in the world on a vacation, where would it be? New York to visit the Beerbah. Or if we take friends out of the equation then Italy. To visit the art. Or maybe Paris.

19. What colour is your bath robe? No robe.

20. Favorite brand of clothing? Don't really have one. There's a t-shirt designer in Cowichan Bay that I love, does that count? I'm wearing one of her shirts right now. It has really cool butterflies on it. I like butterflies. I'm such a dork.

21. Favorite day of the week? For work, Sunday. Because it's busy and goes by quickly but in general I'm fond of Wednesday or Thursday. No particular reason why.

22. What did you do for your last birthday? Had a little partay at the bar downstairs with some friends and then went to FujiQ Highlands Park the next day. It rained. Most of the rides were closed and I was really wigged out the whole time by the weird vibes. Not a stellar birthday to be honest. But the thought was nice.

23. Where were you born? Drunken Duncan, City of Totems. Vancouver Island, BC, Canada for those of you not familiar with the non-stop party that is Duncan.

24. Favorite sport to watch? The kind that is over in 10 minutes so I go back to watching something I actually like? Do they have one of those? Ha ha. I'm a good canadian girl. Hockey of course. Or rugby. Rugby is fun.

25. Who do you least expect to send this back to you? All of the people I didn't send it to.

26. Person you expect to send it back first? Johnny Depp. He's really very attentive. I've told him to back off a little, I need some space but he's just crazy about me. He can't help it. It's the sex vibe I send out. It's really not his fault.


Part II

1. WHAT IS YOUR NAME? Angela Brandy Tomizu (for now)

2. WHAT COLOUR PANTS ARE YOU WEARING? No pants. Black skirt. As usual.

3. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? What Not to Wear. It's on in the other room. And Lilo killing her squeaky football thingy.

4. WHAT DID YOU DO LAST NIGHT? Spent some quality time with my friend the Senor, drinking beer, playing pool and bonding with crack monkeys. It was great!

5. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE? Oh. Why did I have to fill this out today!? I had A&W for dinner. Mozza burger. Yum!

6. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOUR WOULD YOU BE? The black with silver sparkles. I saw it. It does exist. Or magenta. Depends on my mood.

7. HOW IS THE WEATHER RIGHT NOW? It was awesome today. Good thing I fell asleep on the floor in front of my computer instead of going outside like I'd planned. Right now it's just getting cooler as the sun goes down.

8. WHO IS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? Tom.

9. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX? Depends which way they're facing. Different things in different situations I guess. Probably height. If I'm looking then I note the build, the eyes and the smile. Hands are also key. But in some situations it's the voice. A good voice goes a long way.

10. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT YOU THIS? Yes. She's funny. Funny is good.

11. HOW ARE YOU TODAY? I'm a little hung over actually. But other than that I'm pretty good. A little stressed about some teaching stuff that's coming up but all in all I'm pretty damn happy these days.

12. FAVOURITE DRINK? I'm so boring. Water. Then chai latte from Starbucks. Diet coke is also a good thing.

13. FAVOURITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK? I am partial to beer. Beer is good. But I also like martinis at Acme. They're a whole lotta yum.

14. FAVOURITE SPORTS? Tonsil hockey? Or do you want a real sport? To do would have to be running. But I hope to learn to snowboard this year and I anticipate liking it alot. To watch...hockey of course.

15. HAIR COLOUR? Reddish at the moment.

16. EYE COLOUR? Hazel with a strong tendency toward green.

17. SUNRISE OR SUNSET? Sunrise. It's great. And since I get up at 5am I actually get to see it. Sunset is nice too but sunrise just feels so energizing.

18. SIBLINGS AND THEIR AGES? None really. A couple of steps here and there.

19. FAVOURITE MONTH? October, December and July.

20. FAVOURITE FOOD? Sushi!!!!

21. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? Red Eye I think. But I'm going to watch some girly movie with Ashton Kutcher in a few minutes. I can't remember what it's called.

22. FAVOURITE DAY OF THE WEEK? This is so redundant! It's still Wednesday or Thursday.

24. ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE OUT? Yep. Shut up. It's true.

25. FAVOURITE SONG? No. No favourite song. But I'm all over the Jack Johnson album at the moment. I really like the one about banana pancakes. Which means nothing to anyone who hasn't already heard it. I am also awfully fond of that one song on the new Weezer. I have no idea what it's called either. I think it's track 3. Or maybe 5.

26. SUMMER OR WINTER? Summer. I like the sunshine.

27. HUGS OR KISSES? Both! Who would ever want to choose?!

28. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE NIGHT STAND? I'd like to say one night stand but sadly relationships. I'm a fan.

29. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA? Chocolate.

30. DO YOU WANT YOUR FRIENDS TO WRITE BACK? Um, no. Because I'm not actually sending it to any of them.


Where are questions 31 and 32? What happened to them? My favourite cheesy celebrity is a tie between that actor with the really fake orange tan (George something maybe) and that woman who had so much plastic surgery she looks like a cat. I'm also partial to Anna Nicole Smith and Paris Hilton because who doesn't love really stupid girls? Add Jessica Simpson to the list.


33. LIVING ARRANGEMENTS? Me, my dog and Mr.Bear. In an apartment that is way too big in a town that is way too small.

34. WHAT BOOKS ARE YOU READING? Just finished Hitching Rides with Buddha by Will somebody or other. It was fantastic!

35. WHAT'S ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? Mouse pads are so 1995.

36. FAVOURITE BOARD GAME? Still Cranium. But I haven't played it in months. Months I tell you! This is because I don't have 3 friends to play it with me. And Lilo just tries to eat the play-doh stuff. It's sad.

37. CAN YOU TOUCH YOUR NOSE WITH YOUR TONGUE? What am I a circus freak? No. I have a small tongue. Shut up.

40. DO YOU CONSIDER YOURSELF LUCKY? I don't like this question. Maybe sometimes. Not all the time and maybe not this year in particular but overall, yes. I have a lot of good things in my life so I guess that would make me lucky. Not like lottery winning lucky but not too bad either.

And Another Thing...

Can you think of anything more annoying than a half-assed hangover? Okay, maybe a full on head splitting, barf inducing hangover may be not such a good thing but honestly, bring it on! At least then you can feel justified in laying about moaning and popping pain killers and whatnot. Seriously. Incapacitate me or move on already! I have no headache. I have no nausea. But I'm all freaky and sketchy. Dizzy-ish and blah and unfocused. It's just annoying. And on top of all that I'm having a really good hair day. A great hair day you might say. Which is obviously not a good thing because yesterday, after weeks of lumpy, frizzy, pilgrim style hair fiascos I caved and made an appointment with my hair dresser of the magical fingers (oh the joys of the head massage) for 4 o'clock this afternoon. Which terrifies me. Well maybe not terrifies. It's not spiders for crying out loud. But it does make me nervous. You'd think that a girl who used to cut her own hair for years (usually drunk in someone elses bathroom and that one time out on the porch) wouldn't be fazed by this sort of thing but succumbing to the will of another womans scissors is just not an easy thing. What if she's crazy? What if I go in and say, "okay, maximize my cuteness woman!" and she thinks to herself, "gee, mushrooms are cute...why don't I make this girl look like one? What's cuter than a mushroom?" It could happen. Or what if she's been having a really bad week and she just snaps! Doesn't give a rats ass anymore. What then? And even if she's having a great day and all goes swimmingly what am I going to get her to do to my hair? Should I continue on with my current hairstyle or do I need something exciting and new? The sleek inverted bob or the crazy flippy thing? I just don't know. I'm awash in a sea of confusion.

What the Hell?

So here's my question for you...do people become dickheads because they drive big trucks or do they drive big trucks because they're dickheads? Just wondering. Because living in Duncan (a hotbed of both dickheads and big trucks) I'm getting pretty damn fed up with the attitude. My favourite thing is when I'm driving to work in my little red car in the dark (because I have to get up at frickin 5am) and some asshole in a big truck tailgates me with their big, giant headlights (I guess we do have something in common because I have big headlights too - haha - headlights = boobs, get it? I'm funny) burning my poor delicate retinas even though there is obviously nowhere for me to go what with the huge frickin line of slow ass cars inching their way along the Malahat directly ahead of me! What's up with that?! Why do these people want me to kill them? Oh right, because they're dickheads. And then today on my way back from my delicious breakfast of yumminess (this is a 10 minute drive I'm talking about) I got frickin' cut off THREE times by three different dickheads in three different big, stupid, ass-munching, obviously over-compensating for something trucks! Grrrr!