Slowly Starting

I'm slowly starting to watch what I eat and trying to be more active. At The Cup I only drink water. "Water is the only drink for wise men" - Henry David Thoreau. I still eat the food though, and it is filled with sugar and carbs. I hope to start going to the gym regularly once school starts and I'm on campus 4 times a week. "The trouble with jogging is that the ice falls out of your glass" - Martin Mull. As you may have noticed, I also have been drinking a bit more regularly, I think it is a last string attempt to get some partying into the end of the summer. Soon I will leave the martinis and embrace the Weight Watchers. August is over, I think Fall is here.

I Can Be Cute

Drinks at 18eighteen with Ami. I ordered a Nights In White Satin, a white cranberry martini, since Cosmo said it was the new thing, also it was among the cheaper drinks on the menu. The very very thin waitress messed up my drink and used regular cranberry, so it was red and not white, she gave it to me, free of charge, and made the right one. Slightly tipsy, we headed home, I walked from the bus stop to the house without my shoes, because they were hurting my feet. I think I look a little like a librarian? Oh well, I was having a "Nothing To Wear" & "All of my clothes are either dirty or don't fit" Dressing Crisis, so I'm glad I was able to pull this night together and head out on the town for an hour or so.
"Nothing like two girls on a median."-Me, August 30, 2006

Urban

Two perfect people, sitting in a window
Perched on bar stools at Herb and Spice
Drinking Perrier and Orangina
A spoon sits in her yogurt
They are eating organic fruit, free-trade chocolate
They have no nationality
So blended, so melted, their faces so beautiful
Latin American, Asian, White
So polished, dressed up in a stripped shirt
Manicured toes placed in delicate sandals
She stretched
He smiles

I watch them from my seat in the bus
Slowly moving towards home
Eating the cold fast food fries sitting beside me
My pants too low and my tight shirt, weight gain
Thrown together, they don't match
Round cheeks and dark eyes
Smelling of coffee and sweat
I worked all morning, drank iced tap water
I turn away from them

Post Secret

This is a postcard from one of my favorite sites/blogs, Post Secret. (Post Secret is an ongoing community art project where people mail in their secrets anonymously on one side of a homemade postcard.) Legally, no image from the site may be used for any purpose without written authorization, with one exception; I can post one image as a link to the site. I have been waiting for a postcard to come along that really speaks to me, to use as a link from my blog to the site. Post Secret updates every Sunday and this week, this one really hit home. So visit the site, it is really breathtaking. See also my "Link's" on the side bar.

Quick Note

Just a quick note for Mozilla Firefox users: remember to refresh my blog when you visit it to get all the updated posts and comments. This is a good idea for any web browser because they often just show what was there last time, and you might be missing something. Something very very interesting from my little life, and we wouldn't want that.

Disney Princess

Am I a Disney Princess, or a prostitute? I took this quiz, and found out that I am Esmeralda, who frankly isn't a Princess, I think they are stretching it to "Disney Female Lead" .... unless ... she was a Gypsy Princess, which she may have been. They said I am "Mysterious and passionate. You are a survivor. Even though life has swung you some difficult situations you have a strong intuition that gets you through. Also, you have the capacity to sympathize and relate to a variety of different people." which isn't so bad. According to The Official Disney Princess Website, which is quiet scary and way too pink, the Official Disney Princesses are: Ariel, Aurora, Belle, Cinderella, Jasmine, Mulan, Pocahontas, and Snow White, no mention of Esmeralda!! Aurora, who is Sleeping Beauty, is my favorite. I love that movie. Aladdin is also one of the best Disney movies, but Jasmine isn't all that cool. There are tons of Disney Princess Quiz's online, take the test I took [no longer active], which as aforementioned, includes many Female Disney Characters.

NyQuil

From Denis Leary - (and he is right, I took it last night, GREATEST SLEEP OF MY LIFE)

"Tonight I'm on NyQuil and Sudafed. Let me tell you something, folks. Forget about cocaine and heroine. All you need is NyQuil and Sudafed. I'm telling you right now, I took the NyQuil five years ago. I just came out of the coma tonight before the show! I love NyQuil. Man, I love it! I love it. I love it. I love it. It's the best thing shit ever invented. Isn't it, huh? I love the name alone. NyQuil - Capitol N, small Y, big fucking Q! I love that fucking Q, don't you!? What a great advertising idea! Put a huge fucking Q on the box. They'll get high and stare at it. "The Q is talking to me! The Q is talking to me!" You just go right into the coma, it is unbelievable! We have reached the point where the over the counter drugs are actually stronger than anything you can buy on the street. It says on the back of the NyQuil box, on the back of the box it says, "May cause drowsiness." It should say, "Don't make any fucking plans! Kiss your family and friends goodbye. Will cause you to pass the fuck out" NyQuil, NyQuil, NyQuil, we love you! You giant fucking Q!"

Music

I had a revelation at work about music, while listening to Adult Contemporary, Channel 9 on our satellite radio. Older music is better. By older I mean 6 months old and back. This is because the listening selection is cleaner. By listening to current music, we are listening to hundreds of songs, many of which will never make it very high on the charts and never receive that much airtime in the long run. Right now, on any Top 100 Music Chart are artists and songs sitting at the bottom that are never going to raise very high, or be played on the radio in six months time. So I don't want to waste my time listening to them because in 6 months, to a year, even 10 years down the road will I be listening to or even remembering these songs? They are being played now though, across the country, on TV and radio, because they are "Hot" and "New". I don't trust anything just because it is "Hot" or "New". I want something "Good", "Catchy", "Familiar", or "Fun". If I listen to any music that is last season or older it has endured. The songs have had time to become some part of a time period of my life, even it it was just last semester. These older songs are now tied to certain memories in my mind, so I care about them more. I want songs that can stay around, by then I have learned the lyrics, and smile at the memories tied to them. I only want to listen to songs that have lasted through a few months of radio play, I don't want to listen to a bunch of crap that in the end won't make it long term. I like my music filtered!!

Ladies In Big Hats

I already love my house, my mansion, Le Manoir, and now it is even better. Ami and Ami's Little Brother Wes, who is really tall and buff now so not really "Little", totally cleaned up the yard. I'm talkin' 6 to 8 huge brush bags of stuff, and other bundles of branches. The lawn is all cut and the edges around our stone fence and flagstone walkway are all cleared with the weedwacker. It looks incredible. We have a beautiful yard. It feels like we should be hosting garden parties. Like the ones in the movie My Fair Lady or the book Little Women, with men in suits and women all dressed up holding parasols.

Goodbye Cup

I have to spend sometime tonight writing my official letter of resignation for The Cup. I don't feel that sad about it, though I just finished a shift that included me colouring in a colouring book, which was surprisingly enjoyable. I was making fun of my younger co-worker for doing it, then tried it myself and found it very calming. I will drop off the letter for The Owner tomorrow, and with giving two weeks notice that makes my last day Sept 5. I don't think I will have a "Chris is Leaving Party" because it is too depressing when no one comes.

"Don't they know that if you treat a woman like a possession or a man, she will eventually go crazy. But if you just treat her like a woman, she will function beautifully" - Ami, 20/08/06

Off Kilter

I have only been back in town for less then 10 hours, but something feels weird. The world of my life in the city seems to have shifted on its axis. I arrived at W.'s at 5:00, so there would be time for a quick shower and e-mail check before work at 6:00, also that is where my uniform was. Although his bike was on the porch and his computer screen was on, W. wasn't home and I have been really looking forward to seeing him. I called his cell and he is across three provinces visiting his brother for his birthday. (I'm sure he did tell me this, but it had slipped my mind.) I quickly caught up on Ami's blog and got all irrationally jealous and confused by who she went to Oz with this week. Work was dreadful and The Owner was much more negative, annoying, criticizing, and mean then I remember. All my friends seem to be behaving weird with me, not in a bad or good way just differently in some miniscule way. People say they can feel when there is a full moon, well it feels like there was one all week while I was gone and now I'm returning to everything being a tiny bit screwed up and I don't quite fit in anywhere.

The Cottage

I'm back, I'm tanned, I'm feeling great. Now I have to go and work, I sure that will ruin all that rested and relaxed progress I made.

Pink

Last summer, and the summer before, I bought alot of pink shirts. I have about 4 or 5 pink summer shirts, like tanks and halters, and a pink sundress, and even a pink sweatshirt. The thing is, this summer I keep looking for them and never find them. I just found them!! I must have done a load of all my pink and red clothes right before I switched houses in May, then I threw all the clothes into a suitcase for the move. I just pulled out one of my suitcases to pack for going to the cottage and it is filled with all of my pink stuff, and it is clean. I'm taking almost all of it with me, I missed it so much. I have returned, to pink.

I Want...

I'm going to the cottage tonight, I'm really excited. T* and Lean are going to visit me with their significant others, can't wait to party with them. Feels like I never see my friends from Paris enough. I have so many plans for this week: I want to skinny dip, I want to have a cheeseburger, I want to swim, long distance swim with someone beside me in the kayak, I want to sail in three different boats, I want to have a hot dog in Port Dover, I want to wear my hear in breads, I want to wake up before noon everyday, I want to start one morning with Amaretto in my coffee, I want to eat corn on the cob every night, I want to kayak down to see the nudist colony, I want Little Brother Mike to say he loves me, I want to wear down the callouses on my feet running on the sand, I want to spend the week without make-up or heels, I want to get an amazing tan, I want to roast marshmallows at a fire, I want to have ice cream at Udderlee Kool, I want to finish at least the three books I'm bringing with me, I want to go tubing with the powerboat, I want to have the greatest week ever!

Sorry Steph

I can't believe it, I got a phone call early this morning and Steph is at my house. It is the saddest thing ever that the first time she sees Le Manoir I'm not there. It is such a beautiful house and I wanted to show it to her. This summer has been hard with out her around. Mind you, lately my summers have been sucking, so it is all par for the course.

Stoned

Freakin out

An Oz Widow

W. got a second job. He seems to have fit it perfectly and really enjoys it. He is the night chef at the local chic bar/restaurant "Oz Kafe". He still has his old day job which means he sometimes works from 10am to 4am straight. We rarely saw each other before but now both of us are holding down two jobs, I start school in a few weeks and he is going back to Cordon Bleu in the winter. We will have to make adjustments to fit this relationship into our now even busier schedule, and I will have to get used to crashing at his house when it is convinient but not expecting him to be there. So, yes, it is after 3am and I was waiting up for him to come home, but bed his looking very inviting, even if it is empty right now.

Free Drinks Makes The Night Fuzzy

The Bulldog is not just a dirty almost empty club with bad music where you can dance on the bar while holding chains hanging from the ceiling during which a cute bartender sets fire to a pyramid of shot glasses, it is actually another world altogether.

Pretty Girls

You know that song "Some Guys Have All The Luck" by Rod Stewart, well I think it is true for girls as well, for Pretty Girls. Beautiful women with great bodies seem to just be better off in our society. I'm not saying that brains and personality and kindness aren't important, because they are, but just that pretty girls get a bit of a step up. Employers want them, and will let them get away with more, the service industry does more for them in terms of deals and discounts, men will spend more time and effort being their "friends". If you are pretty you just some how end up with more, free things, lapsed rules, better treatment, attention. I feel I need to focus on being prettier. In order to do this I need to be thinner. I want to lose all the weight I have been carrying lately that is sitting around my midsection, legs, arms, face and ass. I have been thinking about the Pretty Girls thing all day and the weight thing popped into mind after I split the back of my pants wide open at Subway today, adding more fuel for my male co-workers and cool boss to make fun of. Can't I have a normal day?

Relaxing at my cottage, PARTY!!

Ok, if all goes according to plan, and The Owner doesn't screw me over, I will be at my cottage, at Long Point from Aug 14th to 19th, I feel everyone should come by and visit. Chill with me on the sand, swim in the lake, watch for shooting stars at night, whatever. Also in October it is getting torn down so The Parentals can build their retirement home on the lot, which will be awesome. So next year it will still be a great place but it won't have as many beds or as much character as it does right now. So please come see me and it while it is still My Cottage and not My Parents House.

Moments

I'm feeling a little nostalgic, and want to spend some time thinking about some great times in my life. These are some of the moments where I have felt the most alive, when I was aware that the world was so much bigger then me and amazing. I tingled with excitement and felt that emotion was stretching beyond my body, so filled that my skin couldn't contain it.

-Dancing with My Junior High Girls at numerous talent-shows, with planned and practiced routines, including one to "Spice Up My Life" by The Spice Girls, huge makeup and wicked costumes

-12 U-turns and 8 Border Crossings in 3 days, my first Road Trip to Niagara Falls with T*, singing to mix CD's driving down the highway

-Making Hamburger Helper in numerous campgrounds with Little Brother Mike on our family trip Out East

-Taking the hottest guy in school, and my crush of 12 years to prom in my cute little purple car, Mark Stewart, no one at PDHS saw that coming

-Running fast down the dune from my cottage to the beach at Ipperwash ever year we rented, from Grandma's yellow lawn chair under to tree to my Mom's brown one on the beach, usually carrying freezies

Big Fall

I'm at Subway, and I totally just fell on my ass in front of a customer. I grabbed their bread and then turned to serve them and just crashed. I guess my weak ankle turned or something but I was sprawled out on the floor. It was super hilarious and embarrassing. It didn't hurt thank goodness because crying after that would have added even more to the humiliation. I'm going to have to have my Cool Boss look at the footage from the camera.

Fears

My Top Fears
1. Seaweed, lakeweed, jellyfish
2. Dead things, along the lines of roadkill
3. Paranormal things, along the lines of ghosts
4. Trains!!
5. Sometimes the dark

OC Transpo, At Night

Scary? Sexy? Either way, GREAT SHOES!! Oh how I love the bus.