the piss off

It's really, really late. Or super early, depending on how you look at it. I was informed today that my art portfolio may have been destroyed by a flat of pop...I'm too scared to look. Apparently we had this ancient flat of pop (which we have been storing for my cousin) and it has leaked all over the basement & my "art work" may have soaked up a good deal of it.

I've been trying to mess with the design of my blog...I hate it...but without success. I feel ill right now & I'm not sure why. I really feel like ralphing.

Kim's birsday

Yay! Happy B-day to Kim!

It's really wet out there & holy crap beware the monster puddles in which I will surely drown! Today started off on a good note...I met up with Kim at the skytrain station & we proceeded to make the treacherous & wet walk to the office. I had lots of gifty things for Kim & it all seemed to go over pretty well.

Item 1: Bonsai Kitten. I got it in my head some months ago (after Kim & Paul showed me bonsaikitten.com) that I should give Kim a bonsai kitten for her birthday. I purchased a small glass candle container (?) at Lewiscraft & found the cutest little feline friend at the card shop. One goes inside the other & voila, you have your bonsai kitten. I also added a little note inside with bonsaikitten.com's slogan "Dedicated to preserving the long lost art of body modification in housepets". This brought many giggles & Kim just loves her new fuzzy little friend. Hopefully she will no longer feel the need to call me her fuzzy buddy.

Item 2: Metal bookmark. Kitty goes in the book, little fishy dangles outside to mark your place.

Item 3: Blue thong. Caption reads, "Embrace your culture. All you need now is a pair of white (or slightly see-thru) pants. Referring of course to Kim's "Surrey culture". Kim & I were shopping at some crap mall in Surrey & made jokes about all them Surrey girls with their white pants & blue thongs....sometime soon after I came up with the idea to play a little prank on Kim for her b-day. So very appropriate.

Item 4: Gift Certificate to Blue Ruby. Seeing as she hasn't yet spent last year's, I decided to give her some more--$20 doesn't really make a big dent in any of the prices there....$45 might make a difference.

We all (Peggy, Paul, Kim and I) went to Milestones to celebrate Kim's b-day. My salad was rather disappointing, but Kim's b-day dessert (oh sweet chocolatey death) was delish.

Upon returning to the office, we found that the power had gone out...I had hoped that we would be sent home seeing as we couldn't really do work or anything....but nooooo. A certain person decided that we should wait another hour & then see about going home. Peggy, Kim & I went to Superstore & by the time we got back the power had returned....freaking fragging....we had to stay & not work a whole hour after that as we still didn't have any network connections.

the weekend (in review)

I spent most of the long weekend lounging around in my pj's, watching waaay too much tv + some DVD's. Switching between the tv & DVD's confused me poor little brain, I repeatedly found myself trying to pause the tv.

The DVD's:

I finally finished off Futurama Vol 1....so very good. Ronin was lots of fun....the car chase scene is especially impressive. I think I will try to find the original at the library (yes I realize it does not involve car chase scenes). Insomnia...I finally re-watched this movie. It's good but nothing to get overly excited about. Since I'm on a horror-flick kick, I picked up Ringu & the Ring at the video store. I really wish I had seen them before I watched 'A Tale of Two Sisters', I'm pretty sure they would have been much freakier. As it is, they really didn't faze me that much--I do admit the well scene is rather creepy---especially in the original version. I can see where 'A Tale of Two Sisters' may have taken some ideas, but as far as I'm concerned they took them & improved upon them--creating something utterly terrifying (to me). I also watched bits of 2 Fast 2 Furious...my brother's choice. I saw maybe 15 minutes of the entire movie and I really don't feel like I missed anything. Lame.

When I wasn't trying to kill useless braincells off with the idiot box, I did the following:

Knitting. This can be done while trying to kill useless braincells.

Spent 2 bloody hours at Home Depot trying to help my cousin pick out paint chips as the little demon dog attracted children from miles around like some psychotic little pied piper.

Made an attempt to re-Japanese myself. Yes, these are the things I do when I'm bored. After watching Ringu, for whatever strange reason, I thought a lot about Japan and how I compare to these Japanese women. I am 100% Japanese and yet feel absolutely no connection to them. I know it has everything to do with been born in Canada & having grown up here, but it still puzzles/bothers me. I wonder what, if anything have I retained of my Japanese culture? I have once again (for the millionth time) decided that I should be taking some sort of Japanese language classes. Anyways, the whole "re-Japanese" thing was a strange & perhaps stupid experiment based purely on physical attributes. I decided to forget about western beauty ideals and how best to achieve them and focused on bringing out my asian attributes....I didn't try to 'westernize' my eyes with too much eyeshadow or anything but rather focused on trying to make my skin look healthy. Basically I learned almost nothing from this and it leaves me rather confused.

Made turkey dinner. Mashed potatoes, carrots, stuffing, gravy, the works. Only it wasn't a full bird, or even half of one...we had turkey breasts...or as Kim would say, "turkey boobies". All in all it turned out pretty good.

Started a freakish list. A list of places I want to go, things I would like to see, things I want to buy, things to look up online. Eventually, I would like to post a list of places/things I want to see in my lifetime. I know it will only ever be of interest to me, but seeing as this blog will eventually be all that is me, it should be included. I know that this whole list started out of my insane desire to be elsewhere. Everyone I know these days is in some state of antsy-ness/boredom and I'm no different. I don't like not knowing how I will get to where I want to be, I don't like not knowing where I want to be and I definitely don't like thinking that I will never get to see/do so many of the things that I think I want to do. Sound crazy? I know.

At long last

Internet access. At home. I anticipate being up at all crazy hours of the morning trying to blog & make as much of my internet access as possible....I fear the worst.

about freaking time!

I have in my possession the monies required to purchase a new ADSL modem....my father has it in his head that he needs our internet in order to check his hotmail. *smirk*

eureka

Scientists have tested the whole 5-second rule theory...and apparently it rings true. So, as long as you pick the food up within 5 seconds, you're pretty safe (won't die a horrible bacteria death).

However, when testers contaminated the floor with ecoli, the food was contaminated before the 5 seconds were up.

The moral of this story is?...I'm not really sure. It's pretty stupid and pointless.

Sniff

My comments are all gone...hopefully blogback will be better & now Pail can't edit my comments.

Shelby's a bitch

My cousin's cute little puppy has become a little terror! I spent a good part of Saturday trying to shake the little rapscallion off. I'm not really a fan of small dogs, but my cousin's dog is so adorable....no one could resist her. Unfortunately, looks are deceiving and the little bugger is becoming more of a nuisance than anything else.

Shelby now sports a little rhinestone collar--one of the wardrobe people on set (my cousin's doing craft service on Kingdom Hospital) made it for her. She's small, furry & full of energy...a lethal combination. The hyperactive little ankle-biter keeps chasing me around the house trying to gnaw on my feet, or anything else she can get a hold of. I usually find her hanging off either my socks or my pant leg & the more you try and take it away from her, the more persistent she becomes. On top of her hyperactive playfulness (? - or evilness), she keeps neglecting to use the newspapers we set down as her potty--we have had to ban her from our living room...need I say more? Apparently she uses newspaper everywhere else, just not at our house.

I have to say, I have never been a big fan of little dogs...especially the little yappy snarly types (I have tried to kick a few back in my paperoute days...ooh they would be so perfect for kicking--my foot would hook perfectly under their stomachs and I could literally send them flying). Shelby is not winning any points for small dogs...how I wish my cousin had Charlie back. Charlie while being one of the small types was a real sweetie so kind and playful in a good way...if only my cousin's loser boyfriend hadn't stolen him. (once I have enough know-how to do so, I will create a poo-poo on Dean webpage....he deserves some major dissing.