Thursday, June 02, 2005

Star Wars Geekiness


I got this link from Rachel at milkbreath and me. If you haven't seen the newest Star Wars, don't click, because pretty much the whole thing is spoilers. (although you PROBABLY already know what's going to happen.)

Great Episode III synopsis/parody

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

I'm such a big freaking nerd.


*FANGIRL GASP* Dooce is coming to Vancouver!!! for Vidfest.

Heather, if you're reading this...please don't think I'm a big nerd. Although I am.

*fangirl squeal!*

I wasn't even this excited when I learned that Jennifer Garner had been in town filming Elektra (although if she hadn't been GONE when I learned about it...)

Still Ill


My voice is marginally better...I can now hold a brief conversation over a whisper. I have read SO MANY BOOKS over the last three days, mostly because my DVD player is unhooked and I spent half an hour yesterday trying to hook it back up again so I could watch "The Incredibles". *grumble*

The books I have read range from five fantasy books in a series, to the "auto"biography of Joanie Laurer (aka Chyna from the WWF-now the WWE), to two books on pottery and one on how to build one's own kiln, to a book of erotic horror short stories. Oh, and there was a book on watercolour pencils in there as well. Yeesh.

So many changes...people having job interviews, job offers, pregnancies (Congratulations Sarcastic Journalist)...*sigh*. And me? I'm eatin' some mango and getting ready to go to kid's karate...so I can blow out my voice on thirty screaming kids. *woot!* Actually it's a lot of fun. I'm just tired. :P I need some dayquil or something.

Tuesday, May 31, 2005

Ooh! I can complain HERE!


My voice is totally gone. I thought that it was gone yesterday, but I could actually make my vocal cords move slightly...enough to get a quiet rasp out of them. Now? Harsh whisper.

However, my fingers are not limited by my vocal cords! If only I had something to write about. :P This means that I can complain to all and sundry over ICQ and MSN...including my parents in the same room because they've got MSN and I type much faster than I handwrite/print. What a good solution. Now I just need to get them to sit at the computer and play games like they normally do. I've resorted to banging on my computer desk if I need something. It's like when I used to be sick. My mom used to leave a bell on my night table in case I needed anything.

Monday, May 30, 2005

***GLEEEEEEE***


After nearly two months, my gallery of science fiction and fantasy art is UP! WOO!

Link to follow. Please don't stalk me. :D

SO EXCITED!!! And I've even got comments!!!111!!!ONE!!!ELEVEN!!!EXCLAMATION POINT!!!!

(correction: three and a half hours of tutoring, but one cancelled, so I'm back to 2.5. Bummer. Oh, and my voice is GONE [like a freight train, gone like yesterday, gone like a soldier in the Civil War {BANG BANG} Gone like a '59 Cadillac, like all the good things, that ain't never coming back...it's gone.])

i said hi *cough*


I've almost completely lost my voice. I'm all croaky, and I'm leaving in five minutes to do two and a half hours of tutoring. Oh.....my. Apparently yelling at 40 grade 1/2's for two hours isn't a good way of conserving one's voice. Who knew?

Oh, and I'm going to be yelling at *90* kids on Saturday...no singing in the car for me for the rest of the week...not if I want to be able to speak above a whisper by Sunday.

And I'm almost out of cough syrup. Lots of lozenges though.

Sunday, May 29, 2005

Challenge


Hokay... Dave has sent out a blog challenge. Post something every day in the month of June. I'm going to try it, although it will dilute my fabulous (HAHAHAHAHAAAAHHAHA!!!) writing.

Currently, I'm cross-drugged, so I feel great, although a bit sweaty. Mmmm...neo-citrin and benadryl. How I love thee. And thee. Thou? Meh.

Currently rereading the first four books of "The Guardians of the Flame" series by Joel Rosenberg. Good stuff. I bought the fifth one a month or so back, started reading it and realized I couldn't remember what happened in the first one. They're pretty short (compared to, say Robert Jordan) so I've already read nearly the first three. Keeping up the pace, I ought to finish the last one right about the time I'm awake for no particular reason at 0500. Again. Two days in a row, dammit.

I slept a lot today, but hopefully being up for no particular reason at 0500 will work in my favour.

Let's go test that theory now, shall we?

Saturday, May 28, 2005

No Spoiler Central.


For those of you who haven't watched the season finale of Alias, there will be no spoilers. For those of you who have watched the season finale of Alias, you'll already know. For those of you who couldn't give a rat's behind about the season finale of Alias, well...too bad. :P This post isn't directed at you.

All I've got to say is "NGGGHA!!!! WHA?!!?!? BU..but...but...HEY!!!!!"

That is all.

*sniffle* *sneeze*


*closes eyes* *tries to swallow* *sore throat wakes me up again* *sniffle* *closes eyes* *tries to swallow and is again yanked out of sleep by the sore throat* *opens eyes* *checks the time* *mumbles something grumpy to self*

*repeat for the last FOUR HOURS*

So, it's quarter past five, and I haven't actually really slept yet. Cripes. Well, I just heard the water stop boiling for my lemon-flavoured liquid sleeping pill (mmm...Neo-Citrin, how I do love thee) so maybe that'll help.

Gahhhhh...

I'm feeling suprisingly awake and lucid, to the point where I'm actually considering going to the high school Ultimate championships for 0700. Totally not going to happen, but I'll probably mosey over there around 11 or 12 to help Dave with his candy booth.

I hate having a sore throat. Oh, and it's all lovely and swollen. Maybe I shouldn't be doing the candy thing...

Friday, May 27, 2005

If Donna jumped off a bridge...


(edit: I just realized that I must've been high on cough syrup when I wrote this. Fixing up now.)
( ) I've Never Been Drunk
(X) I've Never Smoked Pot (how bizarre is that?)
( ) I've Never Kissed A Member Of The Opposite Sex
( ) I've Never Kissed A Member Of The Same Sex
(X) I've Never Crashed A Friend's Car (never been in a car accident except when I was a passenger)
(X) I've Never Been To Japan (it's on THE LIST)
( ) I've Never Been In A Taxi
( ) I've Never Been In Love
( ) I've Never Had Sex In A Car
( ) I've Never Had Sex In Somebody Else's Car
(X) I've Never Been Dumped (I don't count grade eight)
(X) I've Never Done Cocaine
(X) I've Never Done Nitrous
(X) I've Never Smoked Hash
( ) I've Never Shoplifted (I was three or four...I grabbed some earrings from on the floor)
( ) I've Never Been Fired (1st year of university.)
(X) I've Never Been In A Fist Fight (sparring doesn't count)
(X) I've Never Snuck Out Of My Parent's House (unless you count going into the backyard, or just not saying "hey, I'm leaving")
( ) I've Never Been Tied Up
( ) I've never regretted Having Sex With Someone
(X) I've Never Been Arrested
( ) I've Never Made Out With A Stranger
( ) I've Never Stolen Something From My Job (stickers we put on bags...kind of like the ones MacDonalds puts on the takeout bags...from the job I got fired for [not the reason I got fired])
(X) I've Never Celebrated New Years In Time Square (also on THE LIST)
(X) I've Never Gone On A Blind Date
( ) I've Never Lied To A Friend
( ) I've Never Had A Crush On A Teacher
(X) I've Never Celebrated Mardi-Gras In New Orleans (ALSO on THE LIST)
( ) I've Never Been To Europe (the UK, twice)
( ) I've Never Skipped School (university only, or pretending to be sick, going to the medical room and taking a nap)
(X) I've Never Slept With A Co-Worker (the advantage of working with older, married, retired, Christian teachers)
( ) I've Never Cut Myself On Purpose (I don't do that anymore. :) )
( ) I've Never Been Married
( ) I've Never Been Divorced
( ) I've Never Posed Nude
(X) I've Never Killed Anyone (that rabbit I ran over doesn't count, right? Or my fish by accident?)
(X) I've Never Received Scars From My Sex Partner/Significant other
(X) I've Never Thrown Up In A Bar (I'm much classier than Donna. I save puking until I get home...or outside)
( ) I've Never Purposely Set A Part Of Myself On Fire. (locks of hair. Yeah, don't ask...I don't know why)
( ) I've Never Eaten Sushi (mmmmm...I loves the sushi. One of the first ones I ever ate was octopus)
(X) I've Never Been Snowboarding (once, but I suck the big suck. I only did it for like...20 minutes)
( ) I've Never Flashed Anyone
(X) I've Never Met Anyone From Online (anyone I've met has always been a friend of a friend, even if I hadn't actually met them first)
( ) I've Never Had Sex

nanaga...ugh....ghhhhhuh...


So, I've been sort of sniffly/sick ish for the last couple of months...but this morning I woke up DEFINITELY sick. I could barely swallow because my throat was so sore, and walking up a flight of stairs to get to the kitchen made me wheeze like crazy. Ugh.

I have to tutor 4-5, 530-630 and 730-830, then maybe go see friends tonight. I think I'll be skipping the friends thing, unfortunately. :( I don't want to spread germs all over the place.

Now to remember who it was that I was talking to that told me that s/he had a really bad sore throat cold, but wasn't contagious any more.

Thursday, May 26, 2005

Whew.


Step one to getting goals met: get teacher training applications in. *CHECK!*

I stayed up until after three am last night getting my UBC application package together, but now I'm FINISHED. I just need to get one final letter of reference together for SFU, and then I sit back until June, July or August (maybe September) to find out if I'm getting into UBC or SFU, in September or January. I really hope I make it into the September intake. Starting four months earlier and (more importantly) FINISHING four months earlier. Um..yeah. Bring THAT on, TYVM.

I was going to go to a rock and gem meeting tonight, but I'm tired. Instead I will draw and sleep and so on. Yay. :)

I need to buy some film. And start carrying around a camera. I want to take pictures all the time now, and it's hard when I don't have a camera handy. Even if I've got my sketch book, I can't usually pause for half an hour to sketch something. Half a minute? That I can do.

Tuesday, May 24, 2005

*fear*


I'm playing Ultimate tonight. Last week I nearly quit because I was so angry with myself. Hopefully tonight will be better. *crosses fingers*

Monday, May 23, 2005

I've been tagged!



THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:
Karin
Lovergirl (Dave only)
Sweetie K (My dad's nickname for me)

THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:
Karin
LadyOasis
Krystal Band'h (Star Trek online RPG)

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
eyes
butt
height

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
lack of muscle
hair
fingernails (I bite 'em)

THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:
Austrian
Scottish
Canadian

THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:
Loved ones dying
big insects and arachnids
enclosed spaces

THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:
sleep
sweets
knowing I'm loved and wanted

THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:
new sleeveless "butchy" top
green gay man plaid pants
green g-string

THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:
love
respect
support

TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE (in no particular order):
I have had the sniffles for the last six months
I was bridesmaid for my boyfriend's ex girlfriend
I refuse to eat Chinese food.

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU:
long hair (neat and clean)
facial hair (ditto)
a nice butt

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:
finish eating my mango
work on something artistic
watch Queer as Folk season 4

THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING:
teacher
writer
artist (hehe...once I'm done with the whole "sucking" part)

THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:
Scotland again
a cruise (I don't care where...I'm all about the food)
some sort of spiritual pilgrimage

THREE KIDS NAMES YOU LIKE:
Rhiannon (I'd probably never saddle a poor kid with that)
James
Brenna

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:
sell a piece of art (including a novel)
get my black belt in karate
reproduce

THREE PEOPLE WHO HAVE TO TAKE THIS QUIZ NOW:
Kit (REVENGE for all the quizzes you used to send me!!! MUHAHAHA!!!)
Bimkins (HAH. Now you have to post!)
LadyGwyn (when she gets back)

"Hello, pot? This is the kettle. You're black."


Two pervy hits...two disappointed perverts. No tits here, folks.

Sunday, May 22, 2005

Whee!


Hello pervy googlers!! I got a hit for "porn" through Blog Search just now. I was number 9. *sniff* *wipes away a tear* I'm SO PROUD!!!

whyohwhyohwhy ohwhyohwhyohwhy ohwhyohwhyohwhy...


...do people think it's acceptable to talk in movies? Or YELL, like the guy behind us was doing during Star Wars III tonight. I mean, I can understand yelling at the exciting bits if you're in your living room, but for fuck's sake, stop wrecking it for the rest of us and yapping during the dialogue. GRAGH!

Must return to the basics...two rules that I haven't been living by the last few weeks.

1) Don't sweat the small stuff...
2) Everything is small.

*deep breath* *still grumbling*

Feeling better.


I'm even enjoying the grossness of my 3 in 1 internet stalker. I have had this person on MSN for the last couple weeks trying to get me to turn on my webcam...sending me porn of him...etc. He's now got two other accounts that he's using an awful lot of time to try and get me to show him my tits.

Today he was being a bigger asshole than usual, so I banned him and his two accounts, but I've turned them back on because I'm bored. Maybe I should go and work on some artsy stuff. :)

Saturday, May 21, 2005

*sigh*


I'm tired.

I feel myself withdrawing from everyone. I don't want to do any of the group stuff I used to do (karate, Ultimate, hanging out with friends). When I go to sleep I am plagued by recurring nightmares of serial killers and rapists who try to cut me up and make it so I can't scream (aside: going to karate and "kiai"ing as loud as I can was REALLY good therapy for that one).

I sleep 11 or 12 hours a night, but still need a nap in the afternoon to make it through. I don't want to drive anywhere out of my way to visit anyone. I haven't checked my voicemail in weeks. I haven't worked on my UBC application (almost done...thank goodness).

I sit and read blogs. I look up art tutorials online. I sleep. I tutor. I put off volunteering for as long as I can, even though I enjoy it. I sleep some more. I eat food that doesn't interest me. I sleep.

I'm so tired.

Friday, May 20, 2005

Genius has turned to madness.


Anyone besides Kit who gets the quote above (without using Google...) gets...um...a cookie? A polite nod to their genius (sans madness perhaps?) BEFORE one reads the rest of the post.

I'll wait a second or two...

...

...

Ok, good enough.

(Jeez, I'm really geeky...sorry for anyone who doesn't know what the hell I'm talking about...ok, here goes.)

I've spent about the last three hours either painting or sketching, some of it while listening to Phantom of the Opera (2004 movie version...one of the best IMHO [if only because it includes about 80% of the music as well as the non music bits]). (yay, nested brackets) It's really bizarre to listen to this kind of music while drawing. I know I won't be able to completely tell what it's like...because it's like a dream, where people are like, "uh huh...yeah...I know what you mean" while they're desperately wishing that you'd just SHUT UP ABOUT THE DREAM (partly because I've had a glass of wine [or two{and you don't want to know how many typos I've had to backspace...seriously...I have NO head for alcohol any more }]).

It's weird how alcohol enhances one's ability to notice things...and totally destroys one's ability to notice things at the same time. (like roadblocks) For example, I noticed in the song "Masquerade/Why So Silent" that there are echoes of the final song, the new one..."Learn to be Lonely" when the Phantom is waiting for Christine to answer whether or not she would "swallow her pride" and come back to "her teacher". It almost make me CRY!!! I was all like FORESHADOWING the sadness and the need of the Phantom to learn how to be lonely! (shaddap. Just because I had to listen to the freaking thing six times before I figured it out...lousy English major I am.

Whilst I'm on my semi-intoxicated ramblings, I'd like to point out to all English geeks, of which I am proud to say I am one, that foreshadowing is generally a bunch of hooey. It's really a case of hindsight being twenty twenty. I mean, the first time that someone sees a play or...whatever...if you're anything like me, you aren't going to realize that the bird was indicative of the protagonist. It won't be until the end of the whatever-it-was-that-you-were-watching-or-reading that you realize that "Oh! That was all symbolic 'n' stuff!" But, please. Does anyone actually realize what the hell is going on in those things? Except in CSI. Sometimes. Ok, once in a while, but when I'm right, EVERYONE IN THE HOUSE KNOWS IT!

On a totally unrealated, but not quite, I managed to become an English major without actually taking a Shakespeare course...Shakespeare being the highly disputed master of foreshadowing (and he stole stuff from Chaucer, but that's ok, because there are only seven stories in the world). Jeez.. I don't even know if that was a run on sentence. *pretends to check the commas* Yeah, that looks about right.

So I hate Shakespeare...but only reading the plays. The sonnets, I don't have an opinion about because I haven't looked at them (ie: really cared enough). Morph, aka teenage angst from trollzor (not linking...too stream of consciousness right now) pointed out to me that reading a play is like reading a TV or movie script. Sure, you could do it, but why would you unless you're a total fan boy/girl. I am not a total Shakespearean fanboy/girl, therefore, I don't enjoy reading the plays.

Holy crap. I've written a lot for not planning to write a lot. I started writing around 1:30 or so, but I've been sporadically watching my dad play internet poker for the last hour and change.

G'nite. I need to drink some water so I'm moderately coherent when I attempt to volunteer at the elementary school tomorrow. That's ALL I need. "Miss Karin? Why does your breath smell like my mom's when she's been out with her friends?"

No, they don't call me Miss Karin, but they do call me Miss or Mrs. "lastname" which really freaked me out the first...thirty times I heard it. I was all like "Where's my mom, because that's here name...not mine."

g'nite for real.

Thursday, May 19, 2005

Hmph.


Well, I can now say with complete confidence that I do NOT have lightning fast reflexes...you know...for that one of you who was possibly under the mistaken impression that I did. (The only reason I ducked that disc was because I tripped.)

I just spent twenty minutes trying to take a picture of the lightning that was happening, but to no avail. So I took a picture of my keyboard and my fish because they don't move nearly as quickly.

Ayup.

Time to go back to painting. Stuff inside my brain holds still better too.

*grumble snark*


I'm not sure why I'm grumpy. I just had two kinds of yummy yummy cheese, I took a nap this afternoon and I have a couple of paintings on the go.

Freaking PMS.

Wednesday, May 18, 2005

Links


A fun thing I was involved with today...Gwyn and I had a comment war.

From Bimkins: Excuse me while I claw my eyes out, metaphorically speaking.

Also from Bimkins, this makes up for the above link. Feeling bad about how little you've accomplished? This will...probably make you feel worse. Start at zero and work your way up.

Constant Cravings.


I've heard that when people really crave something (not just want it...but CRAVE it) it means that their body needs something in it. For the last several weeks, I've been craving cheese mainly, but lately I've started craving porridge with raisins in it. Seriously...I can't get enough of it. Raisins I can understand because I've got a mild iron deficiency...but what's with the oatmeal?

The cheese, I think that might just be me really, really liking cheese.

I have a book entitled "Why Women Need Chocolate". I'll release some of my findings later. :)

Checklist


Exercise? Check
Stuff done? Check
Eating well? Check
Happy?

...

...

I said... SHUSH! I heard you!!

Yeah. I had a spectacularly crappy meltdown tonight. Damn you hormones. I'm better now and I was better after a while, but holy crap it was totally dehibilitating. Thank goodness for friends, chocolate and beer, because seriously, I nearly quit something I really like tonight.

Yeesh. Time for anti-depressants almost. This is getting to the point where I'm sad WAY too often, and it affects me so much that I have trouble getting out of bed...or staying out of bed. (Mmm...afternoon naps are wunnerful.)

So yeah. That's my ARGH moment for the day.

Tuesday, May 17, 2005

"Uphill, both ways..."


I just walked to my polling station, then to Tim Hortons and home. This wouldn't be such a big deal (since my polling station is less than a kilometre away) but I live on one of the steepest hills in BC (probably a slight exaggeration, but meh). So I walked uphill about 1.5 kilometres to get home. And my toe is fine! Yay! Turns out I cracked the nail, but not the actual toe. This pleases me, since it means I'll be able to play Ultimate tonight. :)

GO VOTE!


That's about it. I'm not gonna tell you which way to vote, or what you should do on BC-STV, but dammit...vote or spoil your ballot.

VOTE!!!!

Monday, May 16, 2005

GAH!! Mudaheigaodkjhghghg...ghhdi!


I smashed my second and third toes into the couch this afternoon...three hours later, they're still throbbing. Ow.

I really wanted to kick the couch, but that was kind of what got me into this mess in the first place.

In other news: I got my SFU PDP (teacher training) application in today. I still have some supplemental documentation to give them, but I've got until the end of the month. I spent most of this morning panicking as I realized one after another of things that I didn't have done, or didn't have done properly. (incidentally, finding out that Douglas College's registrar's office is closed on Mondays when I needed FOUR copies of my transcripts...not a way to keep my heart beating regularly) However, it seems everything is ok.

Now for the UBC application.

Art is Hard.


A Rambling Post In Which The Author Begins By Pitying Herself, But Quickly Turns Into A Post About Art, Which Then Evolves Into A Monologue About Karate...Much Like A Real Life Conversation With The Author.



(This is a fairly long post. Feel free to skip to the last paragraph to get the gist of it.)

Seriously...it's hard. Art is, in many ways, like karate...(karate also being an art, but I'm talking about painting and drawing right now.) As soon as I think I'm pretty good at it, I look around and realize exactly how much I need to learn and how much farther I need to go.

(Author's note: no one has EVER told me that I wasn't ready to do something with karate. I have always been the one to tell myself that I needed to work harder at something else first.)

When I first started karate, I sort of knew the first kata (Pinan Nidan, if you're interested) from taking lessons previously. I made quick progress in "learning" the rest of it and then got impatient to learn the next one. In art terms, I had learned how to draw a stick figure of a human being. I knew where the head was in relation to the neck and the feet (Dr. Nick: "The arm bone's connected to the wrist bone. The wrist bone's connected to the... something. The something's connected to my....wrist watch. ... Uh oh.") but I didn't know how the joints work, or muscle structure, or even how to draw hair without it looking like it was gelled straight down.

Being me, however, I desperately wanted to show it off, so I bored various friends and family members with my stick figure rendition of Pinan Nidan. (ahem...sorry about that if you were one of them. Heh.) Soon, I realized that not only was I unready to begin learning the next kata, I REALLY didn't know this one. Slowly, instead of being corrected on the basic stick figure, I was being corrected on joint positioning and finer details. Instead of being corrected on which way to turn, or which foot was in front (or behind), I began to be corrected on more minute details of stances or hand positions.

Sweet! I've improved tremendously! Now, I figured I was ready to learn the next kata! Then I started watching some of the black belts doing theirs. Whoa. This was like looking through a museum while I was still drawing with crayons. Outside the lines. Mentally chastened, I kept working on my Pinan Nidan. Now, I'm certainly not museum quality, but hey...I can look at myself and think that I'm farther along than I was.

I need to put more time into both painting/drawing and karate. I also need to remember that there will always be someone better than I am, with a different style and more experience. Art (both karate and drawing) is not a contest, or a race except against myself. I need to remember not to get frustrated when it seems like I haven't made any progress, because I have...I just may not be able to see it.

Saturday, May 14, 2005

Who knew it's this tough?


I'm trying to write a reference letter about me for someone to sign. How does one do this?! I'm so bad at it.

He knows me so well.


I'm currently procrastinating.

Even when Dave is out of the house, I'm STILL busted for goofing around.

Reason #2932953. :)

Friday, May 13, 2005

Reason #2593403 I love my boy


Exchange from this evening...
Me: "Arrr..."
He: "No...that's what pirates say."
Me: (testing it out) "Arrrrrr...?"
He: "No. Vampires don't say 'arrrr'. They say 'whoosh'."
Me: *uncontrollable hysterics* Move. I'm sitting down at your computer now.

Thursday, May 12, 2005

Back from Victoria


Overall, it was a remarkably inexpensive trip for me. We caught the 0700 ferry out of Tsawassen and got to Schwartz Bay without incident. We arrived at the cruise ship dock around 0930 and waited around for my brother until around 11, then we went on a tour of the ship, got treated to lunch at the BBQ area of the ship and left, making the 1500 ferry by less than half a dozen cars. I slept in the car for the whole trip back, and that's about it. Unfortunately I didn't get to go shopping, but on the plus side, I wound up only spending $1.50 for a cup of coffee.

Gah.


I have to leave the house tomorrow at 0500 to catch a ferry to Victoria to see my brother. Why is it that I'm the one who has to get up obscenely early since he's been on the cruise ships?! Nuhgnhuhgh. If I got to bed right now and fall asleep right now, I'll get almost four hours of sleep.

Woo.

Monday, May 09, 2005

Tired...


Ok, why are all the local art classes either aimed at children or people who want to do this as a business? And EXPENSIVE!!!! Where's the beginner sketch for clueless adults?!

Sunday, May 08, 2005

Redefining.


I've been contemplating things that are important to me lately, and trying to actually work on them and not waste time on silly things. It's working too. :) I'm being productive and going to bed at night feeling pleased about what I've accomplished throughout the day.

I was reading the newspaper today and found this quote by a Nobel Prize winning physicist that sums up a lot of the way I think.(random movie quote that isn't the actual quote: "You mean the disappearing nuclear physicist husband was simply a red herring?")

"I was born not knowing, and have only a little time to change that here and there."
--Richard Feynman

That's kind of how I am. I love knowing a little bit about lots of things. This may make me appear flighty to people as I jump from one interest to another (karate! Wicca! drawing and painting! guitar! knitting! guppy keeping! writing! gardening! Repeat!) but it's who I am.

For a long time (since I was a kid) I had thought that there was something wrong with me, that my attention couldn't be kept by any one passion long enough to make myself truly skilled at it, but then I realized something. I do have a major passion that has lasted me throughout my life. I am a very good reader and can completely lose myself in a novel or non-fiction work for hours. I can read ridiculously quickly as well, which means that I can absorb great amounts of information in a tiny fraction of the time that it takes others to.

Rather than berating myself for my lack of focus, I'm beginning to celebrate my eclectism and love of knowledge and learning. This is a bold shift for me, and I'm hoping to keep it going.

Tuesday, May 03, 2005

Chasing frisbees like a golden retriever.


Yup, it's Ultimate season again. I managed to successfully avoid injury, make a couple of nice plays and I even scored a point. Yay! Oh, and I had fun too. :D Yay! I hurt pretty badly now though. My shoulders are sore (although they were before), my calves are very very angry with me, my achilles tendons ache and the muscles in my arms seem to be kind of shocked...I'm having trouble not making typos.

All in all, a good time. :)

Sunday, May 01, 2005

Nervous...


I'm going to have a one year old visitor at my house for six or seven hours today. Must childproof!! *runs away from the computer to do that*

Saturday, April 30, 2005

blah de blah de blah.


Please Mr. Virus go away. I dislike sneezing and sore throats. I like feeling creative, but I don't like having the time to be creative thanks to me not wanting to move. Ok? Ok.

I've been working on my teacher training essay for my application. It's blah. Good, I think...but blah.

I've been drawing. That's not blah. I want to take some art lessons. I've been taking tutorials from online which is fun, but I'd like real time feedback. I did a painting in watercolours tonight...basically just slapped some yellow down to see what it looked like. It looked like a dragon, so I painted a dragon. It amused me for half an hour or so. When it's dry, I'll post a picture of it on Flickr. Unfortunately painting a dragon didn't mean that I slapped paint onto a real dragon becuase THAT would've been REALLY FREAKING COOL. (Dave via ICQ: until it woke up, got annoyed and ate you, and *I* had to find a new girlfriend) As it is, it's only slightly freaking cool. No caps.

What a weird disjointed post. Me stop with the typing stuff to the internet now. :)

Friday, April 29, 2005

Me. Me me me meme.


Anyone ever notice how "meme" is just two "me"s stuck together? And most memes are about the writer? Well, today I do a meme that would be more accurately described as a youyou. I got this from Lora's Journal, and I hadn't planned on doing it, but it made me smile so much when I got my response that I have to do it.

Leave me your name in the comments and I'll tell you something that I adore about you. Quel fromage, yes, but it made me smile and be happy. If I don't know you, make sure you leave me a blog or something so that I can check you out. :)

PS. Obviously I'm back from the States. Much fun was had and much sugar was consumned, and all of my clothes smell like burnt hot dogs now.

Monday, April 25, 2005

*peeks through the computer*


Hi. I'm still here. I just had a really bad panic attack a couple of days ago (it involved me crying under the covers for about two hours before finally falling asleep. Fun.) and have been dealing with that...part of this therapy was ignoring the computer and sleeping more. It seems to have worked and it was probably just brought on by exhaustion (I'd had about three hours of sleep in two days), emotional drain (my brother had just left to go on cruise ships for the next month), hormones (YAY! PMS!! :P) and general illness.

So, in recap. I'm here, I'm feeling pretty good.

I'll be in the States until Thursday. No email for four days!!! GAH! Updates on more stuff later...

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

blissssss...


I've been feeling really awesome over the last couple of days...more so than I have in the last several months. Unfortunately for my loyal readership *snickers at self-importance* this has translated into less entries because I'm actually out DOING STUFF and not sitting around on the computer. *glee!*

I've been painting and drawing...soon I will have a gallery on a fantasy/sf art website, which of course I will share the URL.

I've been writing. I have a short story in the works and another novel...neither of which have broken 1000 words yet, but they're being worked on, which is more than I can say about the last six months.

I've been volunteering. I've done some work at an elementary school (currently I'm covered with green paint residue) and I help with kid's karate.

I've been training. Every day I'll do some karate, and I've also been working out on an exercise bike. (Go figure...practice, and one gets better. Who knew?!)

So, yeah. All this is interesting to me, but it doesn't make for very interesting posts. Sorry about that.

Tuesday, April 19, 2005

Ooh!!


Unfortunately it falls under exotic, expensive and scented (perhaps unpleasantly) but HOW CAN YOU RESIST!?!?!?!

These only get a little bigger, from what I understand. Thanks to kissthis from flickr for letting me link to her photo.

Monday, April 18, 2005

A few things, then a big thing.


Leonard Nimoy's been busy taking photos. Nifty site, but I mostly wanted to let Kit know that it was there, since I didn't tell her about Wil Wheaton's blog.

I'm going down to the States on the 25th until the 28th. Any requests for duty free or Hot Topic? ;) Within reason...

So for the big thing. Some of you may or may not know about my career situation. Basically, I wanted to be a teacher ever since I was in kindergarten. This changed a couple years ago when I burned out really badly when I was tutoring and teaching Sunday School (more like crowd control, since I'm kind of a *fingers in air* godless heathen */fingers* although obviously they didn't know that.). I also went through a serious "I'm never having kids of my own...children are evil" phase. Suddenly I was an English major who didn't want to teach. OH! The humanity. I think pretty much everyone I told asked me if I wanted to be a teacher. ARGH!!! I still loved teaching, as anyone who's ever been caught by me at a party can attest, so I considered doing my masters degree, probably in English so that I could teach people who wanted to be at college (theoretically)

Last year I got back into tutoring, discovered I quite like it and today I finally got my butt into a classroom to see if I liked it. Turns out that for the three hours I was there I really really liked it. As in "I might be able to do this for thirty years". Um...yeah. So I'm volunteering twice a week or so to see what it's like. Holy crap.

Saturday, April 16, 2005

Well, darn.


So I discovered today that the "send this gay marriage thing to people" was a hoax. I guess I shouldn't be surprised...but you know what? I'm not actually upset about falling for it. It was neat to see a list of over 100 people who were in favour of gay marriage.

In other news....I bought two bras a few days back. They were the first two bras I tried on in the first store I went to. I even pretty much stopped looking after finding those. This. Never. Happens. It always takes me several hours, starving half to death and maybe finding one that sort of fits. Then the tears start as I realize that I've wasted an entire afternoon and $60+ on a bra that squishes in bad ways and is loose in other ways because the anti-theft tag interfered with the changing room fit. This was actually a nice experience. I spent around $50 for both, and it took me about 10 minutes.

Friday, April 15, 2005

What were YOU doing exactly one year ago today?


At the moment I'm sitting in my parents living room, in a comfy chair in front of my computer chatting with no name yet. One year ago exactly...to the minute...I was sitting in my parents living room, in a comfy chair in front of my computer chatting with no name yet. The major difference is that 365 days ago, NNY was in labour...and now she's got a beautiful one year old daughter.

Happy Birthday Drew!! Well done NNY and Mr. NNY!!

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

*POING*


I feel SO much better!!! Mental note: exercise helps with depression.

I want peanut butter. And cheese. Maybe together. (it's really good... :D)

It looks like I'm going to be losing one of my students next week. Darn me for doing such a good job...he's improved his reading to the point where he is at grade level. Ah well...if I had to lose a kid, this reason is probably the best one I could think of. :)

(EDIT 7pm: I'M SO FREAKING HUNGRY RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!!!! I'm tutoring so I can't go raid the fridge or anything but AUGH!!! SO HUNGRY!!!! This is what happens when I forget to pack some fruit or granola bars or something after kids karate. :P)

Tuesday, April 12, 2005

25/F craves fuzzy snuggles


I want a pet. I want something that doesn't stay in water 24/7 (got one. HI FISHIE!), or more than four legs (and yes, even if it's crippled and missing several legs, insects and arachnids are RIGHT OUT). Snakes are cool, but not ones that eat rodents. Rodents are fine, as long as they aren't the bite-y kind (like hamsters), or stinky ones. I'm allergic to cats, and don't like the idea of taking dogs for walks, or cleaning up after them. I also don't want something super exotic that is expensive and fragile (ie: chinchilla or hedgehog)

So far my short list appears like-a so.
-rabbit (there's an adorable one at Petcetera that I was petting last night)
-gerbil(s)
-rat(s)
-mouse(mices [sic])
-ferret (probably falls under expensive/stinky category)
-snake (fragile/exotic)
-lizard (not so good with the snuggling)
-guinea pig (I had one for a while...he was COOL)
-bird(s) (Awfully noisy, but really cool. And pretty. I think I'd like an owl, please.)

For birds and small animals, I've already got the cages...I'd just need supplies.

DAMN YOU KEEGAN FOR PLANNING ON GETTING A CAT!! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!!!

Blah


I haven't had too much to say...I haven't been doing much. I'm still sick, I'm still tutoring, I'm still going to karate. Pretty much that's it. I'm sleeping a LOT. I'm not really socializing and I read a really good book I borrowed from Dave. (Magician: Apprentice-by Raymond E. Feist)

*sniffle cough*

Saturday, April 09, 2005

I wasn't going to do another list but...


Got this in my email...

Hello everyone. It will be interesting to see who responds! I told a guy that I could find 300 people who believe in gay marriage before he could find 300 people who do not believe in gay marriage. If you believe gay marriage should be legal, please copy and paste this onto a blank e-mail form (leaving off the headers). Add your name and send it to your friends and family. If you happen to be the 300th person signing this, please send it back to Andrew Nelson. His e-mail address is: Rnbowzrok4evr@aol.com

Thanks!


1)Taylor 2) Jeremy 3)DUSTIN OH YEAH BABY 4) Michael (equality baby)
5.)jennifer 6.) Jason *love has no boundries nor does it discriminate! if
another guy or ! girl makes you happy and you wanna be with them forever...i
say f*** it...why not! its your life...live it* 7)Jessy~ Totally for it.
Equality. 8)Brian~Love is Love. 9) Olivia 0) Christine 11)Jessie 12)Alex
13)matt 14) Sierra 15) Elz 16)Lizzy Bane 17) Nancy- i love my girlfriend
18)mia-yea!!! 19)ash- yesssssss 20) shannon 21) lyndsey..I LOVE MY BABY!!!
22) Lizbeth 23) Meaghan }i{ 24)Scot 25) Carrie 26) Daniel 27) stephen- i
have 2moms asshole 28) Regina 29) Kathy 30) Matt- Stevehas two moms,
asshole!! 31) Bryan 32.) Seth (sure,why not) 33.) Sherie D. Slobot
34.)KevinHurstell--because church and state go together like chocolate and
bologna 35.) James VanWay 36)Wendy 37)Jane Meredith 38)Kelly Myers 39) Kate
Connell 40) Kendra Connell 41) John Crow 42) Jeremy Greenup 43) Heather
Miller 44) Deb Christy 45) Emma Christy 46)Staci Gray 47)Sara Jane DelMonte
Dodd-because we live in country that built on and believes in "unalienable
Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness" 48)
Cristee Dickson 49) Sammi Miller 50) Mike Zippel 51)Oskar Hallig 52) Bobbie
Hallig 53) Jane Iredale 54) Megan Choquette 55) Marie Myers 56) Marisa V.
57) Katie Boino 58) Robyn 59) Molly Jackson-Watts 60) Amy Wilson 61) Melissa
Whalen 62) Gina Montenaro 63) Karen Vail 64)Amber Clough 65)Sarah
Breidenbach 66) Erin Greenwood 67) Emily Leary 68) Carrie Lewand 69) Sarah
Johnson 70) Barbara Michael 71) Barbara Fuchsman 72) Edith Fuchsman 73)
Susan Egan 74)Jane Miller 75) Phyllis Gorfain 76) David Walker 77) Drew
Krewer 78) Morgan Pitts 78) Carrie Noel-Nosbaum 79) Lindsay Olson 80)Alice
McNeill 81) Jennifer Bell 82) Barbara Kautz 83) Melinda Hodell 84) Gabriele
Goodman 85) Susan Babuka 86) Debbie JJJ 87) Julie McKnight 88) Cinde
McKnight 89) John Conduracki Jr 90) Lauren de Lucia 91) Katherine Skaggs
92) Phillip Skaggs 93) Alexis Decker 94) James Hall 95) Kristy Miller 96)
Samy Seyedi 97) Sandra Burnison 98) Laura Jackson 99) Anna Dunn 100) Tannis
Fleenor 101) Keith Harkness 102) Jenn Cech 103) Kelvin Cech 104) Ashley
Lake 105)Travis Bouchard 106) Paul Hart 107) Dana Reglin 108) Jeff Sloychuk
109) Raegen Olmstead 110) Matt Band 111) David Nagel 112) Michael Redenbach
113) Britt Redenbach 114) Talia Beltgens 115) Heidi Clouse 116) Briana
Peddle 117) Chelsea Peddle 118) Wil George 119)Adeline Huynh 120) Robert Newell 121) Negin Dahya 122) Marissa Liu 123) Zach Shore 124)Sonya Gill 125) Trish W 126) Jessie Dhaliwal 127)Nadine Chambers 128) Karin A.

Friday, April 08, 2005

Bwahahahaha!!!


Thanks to Kristina's comment in my last post, I realized that my last SIX POSTS are comprised of lists, and one of them has two lists. (Ok, so maybe the hair poll isn't exactly a list, but whatever. I figure it's my "List of things to potentially do to my hair")

So, in the spirit of continuing the list theme, and since it's on my To Do list for the week, here is a list of stuff that I want to buy at some point, and which I must save up for. (And there's even a list within a list!!)

-an apartment or a house
-a new computer (laptop with wireless plzkthx)
-a set of eight matching bookcases. (maybe twelve...note to self: calculate volume of remaining books)
-DVDs: Buffy S2-7, Angel S2-5?, Return of the King extended version, Phantom of the Opera (2005), Wagner's Ring Cycle, various 80's fantasy movies that I don't already own, Queer as Folk S1-5 (I know S5 isn't out yet. Oh well.), The L Word S1
-Magic Bullet Blender OR really really good blender
-80+ gallon fish tank and accompanying paraphenalia
-a cleaning service
-amazing, incredible, fully stocked bar (with hot bartenders!!)
-a craft room/shed/studio
-a crotch rocket style motorcycle (and assorted paraphenalia, and lessons)
-scuba lessons
-(OOH! ANOTHER LIST!) trips to: the United Kingdom, New Orleans during Mardi Gras, Australia, cross-Canada, Times Square on New Years Eve, Brazil for Carnivale, Austria, Greece, Italy, Hawaii, Mexico

Thursday, April 07, 2005

blogger ate my post.


Quick recap:
-I'm sick and had to cancel plans today.
-I've got dyed hair and it's curly for some reason
-People are finding my photos on flickr and like them.
-I'm very narcissistic...most of my photos are of me. But since I only use my webcam, there's not much else to take pics of around my computer.
-I'm exercising...discovering that the exercise bike in my room is useful for things other than drying towels.
-I'm actually accomplishing stuff...go to do list!

Monday, April 04, 2005

Music Meme in My Pants.


From Donna and Rog... take the next twenty five songs on your playlist and add "in my pants" to the end of it...kind of like the "in bed" fortune cookie game. (Ask Dave about the fortune he got the night he met my parents...hoooooooooo)

But since I've been talking about the Rio, this is pretty appropriate.

1. Into Temptation in My Pants (Yep)
2. More in My Pants (The more the merrier?)
3. Don't Think Twice in My Pants
4. Time Machine in My Pants
5. The Beaches of Cheyenne in My Pants (obviously an inferior bathing suit while body surfing)
6. Sunday Morning After in My Pants
7. Tonight, Tonight in My Pants (Don't need to even comment on that one, that one.)
8. Swimming in Your Ocean in My Pants (related to the Beaches of Cheyenne?)
9. Don't Worry Baby in My Pants
10. Friends In Low Places in My Pants
11. Five Minutes in My Pants (better be longer than five minutes...)
12. Love without Mercy in My Pants
13. I Like To Move It in My Pants (What? Don't you?)
14. Colm Quigley in My Pants (Also various other 'name' songs...Gloria, Vincent, Adrian...not to mention all the CITIES in my pants...)
15. My List in My Pants
16. Kiss From a Rose in My Pants (sans thorns, I hope.)
17. A Kind of Magic in My Pants (Damned straight it's magic down there.)
18. Swing Low, Sweet Chariot in My Pants (I don't swing low, but maybe it's a sweet...um...never mind)
19. Until the End of Time in My Pants
20. Muzzle in My Pants (I'm not into the chastity belt thing, but whatever floats YOUR boat.)
21. Spoonboy in My Pants
22. Love and Affection in My Pants (awwwwww)
23. Nowadays in My Pants
24. A Boy Like That in My Pants (bwa ahahahaha!!!)
25. World Where You Live in My Pants

Honourable mentions: Smoke, Put Your Hand in the Hand, Stay Home, Strawberry Wine, Smells like Funk, Naked, Consequence Free, Summer of '69, Some Lovin', Celebration, Stranger in Paradise

List of Things.


Things that have annoyed me over the last couple days:
-there are sugar ants in my room...right beside my bed. Ee-yuck.
-this was discovered at 3 am, leading me to spend the next two and a half hours cleaning.
-my party on Saturday was cancelled.
-I forgot that I was invited to the lovely peechie's party, so I could have gone there.
-I'm very sore from karate, and I managed to bash my hand while *cough* breakingtrainingboards *cough*. (probably negating my right to complain about it)
-I still haven't gotten to the doctor.

Things that have pleased me over the last couple days:
-giant pretzel sticks
-there's a fair down at Coquitlam Centre that I might go to (I've been craving cotton candy the last couple days)
-my hair is not scary anymore
-my room is getting clean, thanks in part to the above mentioned sugar ants
-my Rio now has 1618 tracks on it, with 125 hours of music. (please don't die again. please don't die again)
-THE ONE WHICH PLEASES ME THE MOST!! I actually feel good. I'm tired from really fracked up sleeping patterns, but I feel as though things are under control. *knock on wood*

Incidentally, someone told me where that comes from...apparently pagan (Irish?) used to believe that spirits and so on lived inside trees, so by saying something then knocking on the wood they lived in, they hoped to get the luck from them. Although if someone started banging on my door, I probably wouldn't be giving them good luck. :)

Sunday, April 03, 2005

How to Organize My Books.


OR...
How to Go Bloody Mad in Five Easy Steps

1. Separate fiction and non-fiction/reference

2. Organize the fiction according to genre: science fiction, fantasy, general, romance, historical, classic, kids, horror, humor, action/adventure, crime/detective/police, thriller/espionage, ethnic, family saga, gay and lesbian, inspirational/religious, mystery/suspense, poetry, psychic/supernatural, sports, western, erotica (http://www.blueskypie.com/secondlevelindex/fictioncategories.html)

2a?. Organize any categories with tertiary categories, ie: epic fantasy, space opera, short stories.

OR!!!!
2. Organize fiction purely by alphabetical: Anthology, short story collections, etc... alphabetical by author (sorted chronologically by publishing or written date, except when a portion of a series, then by series position), series not by same author [star trek, forgotten realms, etc...]

OR!!!!
2. Organize the fiction according to loose genre: speculative fiction, horror, children’s, thriller, general, erotica, then alphabetize by author's name.

3. Organize the non-fiction into the ten basic categories in the Dewey Decimal System
000 Generalities, 100 Philosophy and Psychology, 200 Religion, 300 Social Science, 400 Language, 500 Natural Science and Math, 600 Technology (applied sciences), 700 The Arts, 800 Literature and Rhetoric, 900 Geography and History.

4. Organize each of the ten categories into their respective secondary categories. (http://www.lib.duke.edu/libguide/fi_books_dd_list.htm)

5. Realize that I missed several boxes of books. Repeat.


I'm just trying to get an idea of what people think. Pictures of me are on flickr, down on the sidebar.

How geeky am I?


I'm THIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIS geeky! *holds arms out as wide as they can go, then jumps from side to side to extend the reach.*

The backstory: Dave gives me to do lists. This is because my to do lists look something like this...

TO DO TODAY
1) Make list
2) Eat some food. Preferably healthy. Or at least non-candy.
3) Clean my whole room. Try to reorganize books as well. (FYI..I have over 2000 books.)
4) Find a career.
4a) Retire with lots of money.
5) Get married and have babies. (4a and 5 are allowed to be switched)
6) Achieve black belt status in karate. Consider taking up fencing.
7) Fill up the car with gas.
8) Write another novel
9) Book ten parties.

His look more like this:
1) Something cute and fun (like cuddle with him)
2) Clean room for ten minutes
3) Do fifteen crunches
4) Read a book or knit and relax for at least half an hour.
5) Make five phone calls for Passion Parties.
6) Write 100 words for my teacher application essay
7) Go to a website and research information for a disc golf camping trip.
8) Figure out a plan for organizing your books.

Anyway, I'm currently doing #8 on his list. Since I have over 2000 books (I really should count them someday. Maybe while I'm organizing them.), this is necessary. As to the title of this post...I'm going to organize my non-fiction books loosely based on the Dewey Decimal System.

I am SUCH a geek.

(Edit: I just realized that I wrote for ten minutes to set the stage for a paragraph that lasted less than four lines. LAAAAME. Oh, and my Rio now has all the tracks back on it, I'm ripping more of my CDs and I STILL don't have my gorram tags properly aligned. [I'd forgotten that I'd fixed a bunch of the file names when I first put them on.])

Saturday, April 02, 2005

Warning: F-bombs ahead


My goddamned fucking piece of shit $400 MP3 player bit it today. I needed to reformat the enitre fucking thing, after spending waaaaay too much time today fixing the music tags. I lost all my playlists, all the songs (luckily I had backups, except for one CD and the preloaded stuff) and ALL MY TAGS! Bloody flaming...argh! I need to go to bed. Currently it's sucking back the over 1000 tracks from my computer. This may take a few minutes.

I just turned on the light to go to bed, and the fucker just blew out on me. I'm leaving before I blow up my computer, the fish tank and the microwave. I think I'm making a command decision not to watch any Queer as Folk or knit to calm down, since I seem to be sending out a destructive wave of tachyons or something.

Seriously, people should pay me to walk through their competitor's R&D areas. I'd blow them all to pieces.

I'm not pretending that anyone broke my website anymore. It seems to be bad karma (pun NOT intended...my MP3 player is a Rio Karma.)

Oh, and I'm not thrilled with my hair right now either. I need a straightening iron or I look like Bozo the Clown. (Can't sleep, the clowns will eat me. *shiver* I hate clowns.) (Edit: I just noticed that the ad on my sidebar was for wigs. MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!)

(I know. I know. My problems are tiny compared to everyone else's, but DAMMIT! They're MY problems and at almost 4 am, they're fricking huge)

Not an April Fools Joke.


I just saw gas at $101.9 per litre on my way home from Dave's. ARGH!

Oh, and we watched a movie. Within the movie, was an um, movie that I own. I was amused.

Friday, April 01, 2005

April Fools!


*love*

Hehehe.

Edit: to see the April Fools site click here.

Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Ooh, my tummy...


I must stop with the eating of the peanut butter chocolate eggs from Easter. Bad Easter bunny! No more peanut butter chocolate egg-y goodness! >:(

So, my hair has been cut, and it looks pretty darned good. I have captured the "day of getting the haircut" hair on "film" (check out the flickr stuff down on the sidebar), since I'll never be able to make it straight like that ever again. From what I could tell, it involved a hair straightening iron, defrizzing goop, virgin's blood and seven nude priestesses dancing around me chanting. I'm not sure exactly how I'll duplicate that, but I'm taking auditions for the part of the nude priestesses this weekend. *blinks innocently*

Actually, it wasn't that difficult, but I'm still not going to be able to duplicate it, I'm sure.

whoops


I forgot to make an appointment doctor's yesterday and it looks like I'm jampacked booked up for the rest of the week, so next week. :P

Thanks everyone for your thoughts!! I'm gonna get my hair cut now, I think. Nothing drastic (which is what I say EVERY time)

I wonder how irritated they'll be with my pink hair. :)

Purchases today


2 discs (frisbees) for disc golf
hair bleach and dye to normalize my hair colour
anti-frizz stuff for my hair
Buffy Season 1, Angel Season 1 (on sale for $30 each, and a coupon for $20 off another season was included in each)

Sunday, March 27, 2005

Viewer Participation Time


Ok, I'm asking people who read this to help me out with some things. First, I was watching SpongeBob SquarePants (yeah, shut up. I was babysitting.) (or however the spelling is) and they were talking about really bad swear words. Apparently there are thirteen of them, or something. I've come up with about six...but that's it. Anyone wanna try to figure out some more?

Also, time for an internet diagnosis (a la someone whom I can't remember...Sarcastic Journalist, maybe...) . For the last couple of weeks, I've been nauseated, stomach ache, headache, dizzyness and light headed, absolutely exhausted, and completely unmotivated to do anything. Any guesses? I'll be going to the doctor's on Tuesday, so I'll probably be getting some bloodwork and stuff done so I might even find out what it is for sure. I'll give you all a gimme...I'm not pregnant. :P

So, my guess is catscratch fever. :)

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

To Do: Application Version 1.0


-1 or 2 reference letters
-Write PDP essay
-Fill out application form
-Figure out all of my jobs ever, and when I did them
-Talk to teachers for volunteering in their classrooms
-

Exercise today:

KNITHULU!!!


FEAR!!

Saturday, March 19, 2005

Actual phone call.


Lady: Hi, is Taryn there?
Karin: mishearing her and thinking she's asking for Karin This is Karin.
L: Hi Taryn, this is name forgotten. My daughter took down your number yesterday when you called.
K: frantically trying to remember who I'd called Oh! Yes, of course. How are you? Who had I called yesterday?! Someone for Passion Parties? Tutoring? Job offer? WHAT ELSE?????
L: I'm fine. So, you had said that you would want to bring your girls in Tuesday between 10 and 12. Is that still ok with you?
K: now very confused I'm sorry, who did you say you were? wondering if I'd made an appointment with a mammogram or something...but why a doctor's office would call my breasts "the girls" is kind of escaping me at the moment.
L: This is first and last name forgotten.
K: I'm sorry, this is totally confusing me. What is this in regards to?
L: probably thinking I'm a total spaz I'm a tutor?
K: Oh, weird. You were looking for Karin?
L: No, Taryn.
K: I'm sorry. This is the wrong number. I don't have any kids...I'm a tutor too...now I'm babbling. Sorry.
L: DEFINITELY thinking I'm a total spaz Um. That's ok. Have a good day.
K: Uh, yeah. You too. hangs up

What a surreal experience. :P

*siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh*


I'm soooo tired. I want to stop feeling icky. I want to stop being tired all the time. I want to feel optimistic again. I want to look forward to things. I want to stop wanting things. I want to know what I'm doing with my life. I want to know what I'm doing next week! I want to want things enough to do something about them and stop whining about it on my blog and on the phone.


ARGH!

Friday, March 18, 2005

Things that randomly occur to me while I'm driving


Y'know what? Forget Baby Mozart and Baby Bach...I betcha I could make a killing from parents who can't stand classical music. Personally, I don't mind it, but I would love some other options. When I have kids, I'm going to get someone who knows what they're doing to lay a different music track over the visuals for the Baby Mozart stuff. For those of you unfamiliar with the concept, it's basically a bunch of video clips of things that are interesting to babies and toddlers, and which stimulate brain development. The soundtrack is Bach or Mozart (maybe some others? Baby Beethoven?) which is supposed to also stimulate brains. I propose that other music is just as complex for babies and can do the same thing in stimulation.

Therefore, I shall unveil my greatest invention ever... Baby Pink Floyd, followed closely by Baby Rush and Baby Beatles. I mean, not only is it complex musical notations, it also stimulates language development and an appreciation for a different form of classical music...classic rock. Who's with me?!

(And this is why I should be getting more sleep and less sugar. Damn you, banana bread with chocolate chips!)

Wednesday, March 16, 2005

Meta-blog


Anyone going to try this?

So, I'm thinking about an Easter present for myself...a domain of my own, and WordPress or Moveable Type to blog with. I don't like Haloscan "archiving" my comments, and I'd really like a real live domain. I don't know. I kind of like having my Blogger dashboard...

*ponders, as only Pinky can*

I present to you...


...A QUIZ! (because I'm tired and angry and feel like crap [having a career issue])


I am a d20


Take the quiz at dicepool.com



This survey is completely scientific. Despite the mind-boggling complexity of mankind, the billions of distinctly different personalities found on Earth can easily be divided into seven simple categories that correspond to the five Platonic solids, a pseudo polyhedron, and whatever the hell a d100 is. The results of this quiz should be considered not only meaningful but also infallible, and pertinent to your success as a fully realized individual. If you feel the results of this examination do not match your perceived personality, you should take whatever drastic measures are needed to cram your superego back into proper alignment, as described by the quiz results.

And if you believe that, we have some really great critical-hit insurance to sell you.

Bleah.


Time for me to go to the doctor's. There's nothing specifically wrong, but I'm so exhausted all the time, and so unbelieveably unmotivated to do anything, including going to visit Dave a lot of the time. *sigh* It feels silly to go to the doctor for something without many symptoms. :(

Off to a PDP (teacher training) meeting this morning. I'm finding it hard to work up any enthusiasm about it. Or anything lately. Except for orange juice. I really really like my orange juice. Which we're currently out of. Bother.

My CD-ROM is now working (YAY! to Kit for bringing it over, and to Dave for installing it!) so I can continue to fill my Rio with musical goodness. :D

Incidentally, I need to hold another party in March. Is anyone interested? (pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease!!!)

Saturday, March 12, 2005

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Hairdye entry


Step one of getting the hot pink hair...scroll down to the flickr stuff on the sidebar...I'm too lazy to import it into the actual blog.

My brain is melting. I feel like kaka. I'm sick again. I missed karate. :P

Don't have much to say.


Congratulations NNY family for your newly More Mobile Munchkin (tm).

TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey
Name:Karin
Birthday:October 10, 1979
Birthplace:New Westminster, BC
Current Location:My parents's living room
Eye Color:varies...usually some form of green/blue
Hair Color:VARIES. Currently (Dave, don't read this) pale, pale, pale red blonde, a transitional colour until it dye it hot pink tonight
Height:5'8.5" (or, slightly taller than Dave[I'm so gonna get it when he gets home])
Right Handed or Left Handed:Right for pretty much everything
Your Heritage:Scottish/Austrian
The Shoes You Wore Today:Barefoot
Your Weakness:As if I would post those for the whole world to see! Pfft! (Oh wait, this is a blog. I already have)
Your Fears:Spiders, death, being wrong, seaweed, being disdained, losing those I care about
Your Perfect Pizza:Oooooh...tandoori chicken, bacon and prawns (eaten whilst drunk in London)
Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year:Yeesh. Um, become financially stable?
Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger:*poke*
Thoughts First Waking Up:Fuck, I don't feel good. Can I stay in bed? ---OR--- *smacks snooze button without thought*
Your Best Physical Feature:Eyes, breasts. (And I can tell when someone's looking at either, TYVM)
Your Bedtime:Ummmm...hehe. Around 3 or 4 am these days.
Your Most Missed Memory:Horseback riding
Pepsi or Coke:Coke, but I'm trying to quit
MacDonalds or Burger King:MacDonalds...ditto, although I'm lovin' Wendy's these days
Single or Group Dates:Usually single...less pressure if only one person knows the group (Dave and I had BOTH our first date. Ask me for that story sometime.)
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea:Eh, whatever.
Chocolate or Vanilla:Chocolate usually.
Cappuccino or Coffee:Mint mocha, or steamed milk with almond syrup
Do you Smoke:Only because I'm so hawt.
Do you Swear:Only in certain situations.
Do you Sing:I love it, but I haven't been in the last couple years...now I am again because I have my RIO!!!
Do you Shower Daily:Every two days
Have you Been in Love:Yes
Do you want to go to College:been there, done that, I should be finished
Do you want to get Married:Yes, if it works (wishy washy, sorry)
Do you belive in yourself:Sometimes
Do you get Motion Sickness:Oh, HELL yes. I get "staying still" sickness.
Do you think you are Attractive:Yup.
Are you a Health Freak:Nope. I'm a freak that's relatively healthy.
Do you get along with your Parents:Mostly.
Do you like Thunderstorms:Love 'em.
Do you play an Instrument:(badly) guitar, flute, sax. (less badly) tenor drum
In the past month have you Drank Alcohol:Yes
In the past month have you Smoked:Nope
In the past month have you been on Drugs:Nope.
In the past month have you gone on a Date:Yep. Date nights are good stuff.
In the past month have you gone to a Mall:Uh huh.
In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos:Ew. No. I ate three caramel/chocolate creme Oreos the other night and bleahh...too sweet. (eek, I'm growing up)
In the past month have you eaten Sushi:No. :( I need to fix that.
In the past month have you been on Stage:Kind of. Does selling sex toys count?
In the past month have you been Dumped:No
In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping:only in the bathtub. It's MARCH, for crying out loud.
In the past month have you Stolen Anything:No.
Ever been Drunk:A little
Ever been called a Tease:Yes, but I'm always called that.
Ever been Beaten up:only in a controlled fashion at the dojo
Ever Shoplifted:no
How do you want to Die:painlessly
What do you want to be when you Grow Up:Jeez...I've only been struggling with THIS for the last month...I want to be HAPPY when I grow up.
What country would you most like to Visit:Japan
In a Boy/Girl..
Favourite Eye Color:Doesn't matter
Favourite Hair Color:Doesn't matter, probably not blonde
Short or Long Hair:Long if it's clean and suits them
Height:around my height or taller...doesn't really matter
Weight:proportionate
Best Clothing Style:umm...clean?
Number of Drugs I have taken:illegal: zero, legal: 20 or so
Number of CDs I own:about 150
Number of Piercings:3
Number of Tattoos:0
Number of things in my Past I Regret:I try not to regret (and my mom reads the site ;)

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Friday, March 11, 2005

o/~ Alll byyyyy myselllllf... o/~


Dave's taking off to Tacoma for the weekend for an Ultimate Frisbee tourney, so I'm flying solo this weekend. Anyone need a wingman? I'm good at that. :)

In other news, I need to pick classes because (GASP) I'm taking classes this summer. Hehe. I helped out Kit last night on her essay...I don't miss THAT part. So this weekend I'll be researching classes and registering on Monday (if I get my deposit in time...which I won't, so I'll be registering a couple days after that.) :)

Wednesday, March 09, 2005

FEESHIE FUD!!


Maybe it's all the painting of the Fineas. Maybe it's seeing him float around all day. Maybe it's the chopsticks I'm currently wearing to pin my hair back. Maybe it's because I had karate today... but HOLY CRAP! I am craving sushi in the WORST way!!!

Not shameless, but still a plug.


A woman named Anika Stafford just sent out an email plugging her book. It sounded awesome enough that I'll be ordering a copy, and I thought I'd pass on the information to those who might be interested. It's a book of children's stories with a pagan and queer theme. Each story corresponds with one of the pagan holidays. So there you go. Support a local, queer, pagan children's author today!

"Aisha's Moonlit Walk: Stories and Celebrations for the Pagan Year"

*peers through the screen*


Hey! *tap tap* I'm getting over 250 hits a week. Who ARE all you people?! I know I only count for about twenty hits a week, and I only know of about ten people who read this site, so what's with the numbers?

Huhhhhh?

Tuesday, March 08, 2005

Woman's Day


Women's Day? Womyn's Day? Bah. Whatever...it's all good.

So last night I had a meltdown. I had stayed up ridiculously late reading a new blog (VeryMom, if you're interested) and rereading the archives from another blog (la petite banane), even though I was exhausted. Stupid of me...especially since I'd stayed home from hanging out with Dave in order to get to bed early. I got to bed, wrote in my dead-tree journal and lay awake until nearly four, hatred churning through me for wasting nearly six hours that I should have been sleeping, working on the business, exercising, cleaning or cleaning. I also had the joy of the worst case of baby fever that I've had in months. Grrrr.

I finally fell asleep and woke up with a crick in my neck, a headache from the crick and still feeling like crap. I considered doing yoga, getting up or taking a shower, and promptly went back to sleep.

So yeah. I'm kind of grumpy. I considered phoning several different people, but I didn't feel comfortable calling and waking up their entire house...either that or I knew that they needed sleep for various reasons and "I'm feeling sad" just didn't cut it for me to disturb them.

On the plus side, this is one of the few major meltdowns I've had in the last six months. A few years ago I was having at least one a week. Progress...

Sunday, March 06, 2005

*streeeetch*


I'm tired. I just did thirty minutes of what was billed as "yoga for energy". How evil. I'm still so pleased about the party last night. *does a happy dance*

Tonight is the 10th anniversary of two friends of Dave's and mine. I'm impressed. I barely remember what I was doing ten years ago, and here they are in a stable relationship from all the way back then. :)

Ok, I'm pretty much finished here. I need to get ready to go out and drop off orders to various areas. Yay! Money!

Saturday, March 05, 2005

And I'm back.


This evening, I spent four hours in the company of ten fabulous women doing my first party. I loved it. It was like being on stage for three hours. I think I'll start a stand up routine. It was just phenomenal. Of course, I'm currently crashing really hard right now (so glad I didn't take them up on their offer of a glass of wine). I was ridiculously nervous, since it was my first party, but I did great. And my totals show that I did great. Can we say $700 party, everyone?! Oh yeah. :D

I think that I might quit now, because I don't know if I can top this party for the sheer amazing fun of it. And the money. Mustn't forget the money.

I'm pretty much in awe of myself right now. Not only can I paint, but I can sell sex toys too. :D

Quizzes






You Are 25 Years Old



25





Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.

13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.

20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.

30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!

40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.









You Are 25% Left Brained, 75% Right Brained



The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning.

Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others.

If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic.

Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet.



The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility.

Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way.

If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art.

Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.










You Know You're Addicted to Alias When...


At every fast food joint you go to, you order "the special, no pickles" regardless of the fact that you LIKE pickles.

You believe wearing a colorful wig and tight clothing can help you get away with anything.

You check the sides of old book pages for Russian characters.

Every time you see a black Mercedes, it reminds you of Sark.

You notice every Ford Focus on the road.

You use the phrase "There are just so many problems with this..." at every possible opportunity.

You have suspicions that your spouse may actually be a double.

Your non- Alias obsessed friends (like you have any of those left! Hah!) refuse to talk to you about Italians, prophecies, pickles, wigs, parent/daughter relationships, spies or anything else that might lead to a discussion about Alias.

You actually BUY a blue Ford Focus. (With gold rims, of course)

You wonder if Sark actually could be Irina's son.

You develop opinions and theories about this and other unanswered facets of the show, and spend a large amount of time formulating arguments for both sides of the debate...

The main question you ask yourself shopping is "Would Sydney wear something like this?"

You have seen every episode. Ever. More than 5 times a piece.

You went to see Daredevil just for Jennifer Garner.

You flip out when you see Michael Vartan in One Hour Photo married to someone else.

The mention of weddings, rings, or two years just gets you incredibly ticked off.

After getting a bad grade on a paper you tell your friend about your professor saying "legally he's right, ethically he's an ass."

If the topic of TV shows comes up, you automatically ask the person "Do you watch Alias?" and if they say they've never heard of it... you immediately end the conversation.

You hear the songs played in the show.. and you instinctively listen for the lines of the characters.. and know precisely when their lines occurred in the song.

Your history teacher mentions something about the KGB.. and you suddenly think "Irina?"

You have a codename that people actually call you by.

You think having no first name is a perfectly acceptable thing.

Old Asian men in wheelchairs creep you out.

You will never view epoxy in the same way again.

You find yourself trying to find good, compelling reasons to sway your significant other that your next child/pet should be named "Irina" or "Sydney."

You feel aggravated and insulted when you watch the episode of "Frasier" where Victor Garber plays Dr. Crane's British butler. ("Years of agent training and experience, wasted...")

You feel a strange urge to bite Mike Tyson's ear off every time you think of "Jimmy Kimmel Live."

Whenever you hear a truly interesting song, you immediately think of how that song would fit into a scene from Alias.

You find yourself criticizing the REAL CIA based solely on your knowledge of Alias.

You think Jerry Springer's guests have boring, uncomplicated family/friend relationships and easy, simple-to-fix personal problems.

You become incredibly irritated when people say, "That girl Sydney, doesn't she really report to someone else?" and can tell them exactly how many episodes behind the times they are.

You begin fantasizing about planting listening devices on your significant other's work clothes, just to see if you can find anything exciting/spy-worthy.

You know what J/I, S/V, S/W, Sarkney, Slark, slash, and shipper are, and have opinions on all of them.

Every time you hear the Nokia ringtone, you get excited even though there's no way it could be Vaughn.

You look for air vents you could crawl into incase of an emergency.

On Monday morning instead of saying "hello" to your friend you just say "Did you SEE VAUGHN'S BOXERS???"

The only people you have on your AIM buddy list are people you've met through Alias

When you begin to doze off in history class and only snap back to attention when the teacher uses the words "Alliance" or "Covenant."

You record every episode, then go out and buy the DVDs as well.

You dream about Irina Derevko at least once a week.

Sweiss does not sound like a candy bar to you

You assume that anyone who wears dark eyeliner is evil.

You meet a nice person and immediately become suspicious of their motives.

You constantly try to figure out ways to get Jack and Irina back together.

You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends who are addicted to Alias.





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Friday, March 04, 2005

*knocks on wood*


So far, after a week of crazy tutoring schedule, I've managed to keep myself going... I've been a little late once in a while, but nothing major. I'm pleased with myself.

So, for anyone who happened to see Dave's post about Victoria, this won't come as any surprise. For everyone else...

We went out to Victoria because of a potential job offer that he had received, with the caveat that he'd need to move out there. It turned out that it was going to be ridiculously rushed (he heard about the job on Monday, they wanted him by the following Monday) so he (we?) aren't going to be moving to Victoria in the near future. We're not looking to move, but we aren't completely ruling it out either.

Ok, I think that just about covers it.

Wednesday, March 02, 2005

"Suddenly I'm a refreshing mint flavour"


(Two KarinPoints[tm] for anyone to understand and comment the reference.)

Why one should always check the pockets of pants, even when one is convinced that there's nothing in said pants. I apparently left in my jeans a little pot of peppermint lip balm that I got in Victoria. Now I have a little metal pot, which used to contain peppermint lip balm, and a refreshing mint scent on my load of laundry. *grumble* So far I haven't found a single clump of lip balm anywhere...with luck it dispersed evenly throughout the load.

In other news...I believe one of my students has a crush on me...or else he really likes cookies. (I'm thinking it's the second) I gave him some cookies for Christmas, and his mom told me today that they went with him when he was in Europe with the family last month. *giggle* We had been having a really crappy lesson today...he was giving me some pretty major attitude, and having minor little meltdowns every ten minutes or so, and generally acting like a pain. I mentioned making him some new cookies so he didn't have to keep the ones I'd given him earlier (like two months ago) and he lit right up, paying close attention and everything.. Too bad I didn't mention that at the beginning of the lesson instead of right near the end. I could've saved myself 45 minutes of grief. :P

Folowing the crowd...


Donna and Dev did the quiz, so here's mine. I think that we need to get some guys taking this quiz...whatchoo think, ladies? :)

You're femme. No one's ever called you 'Princess,'
but no one's ever confused you with a guy,
either. You attract both men and women. You're
just as comfortable in heels and cosmetics as
you are in jeans and a t-shirt. You like fancy
things, but you don't live for them. You'd
prefer not having to fix things if there's
someone else around who could do it, but you're
not above lifting a screw driver if you have
to.


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Gremlins


Well, the keyboard has spontaneously started working again. This is good. I was starting to break out in hives due to lack of email access.

Tuesday, March 01, 2005

*grumble*


My computer is acting up. When I type, it doesn't recognize that there is typing going on. It's very frustrating.

Currently I am eating boiled spinach with melted garlic butter on it. It's quite yummy. I haven't had boiled spinach since I was a kid, and weirdly enjoyed it then as well. I decided that I should probably have more iron in my diet, and since I'm not a fan of liver and I don't eat much red meat anymore, I figured I should get some veggies. Spinach seems to be ridiculously high in iron, so here we are. I've been close to anemic before...sometimes when I go to donate blood I'm almost turned away because there just isn't enough iron. So I'm going to start eating raisins and spinach and steak (when it's available). With any luck, this will also kick start my body. I've been significantly less than energetic over the last several months, so I'm hoping... I've started taking a multi-vitamin (bright neon yellow pee!!), dried lychee fruits, and I'm maintaining my vitamin C regime every day. So far, no change, except the neon yellow.

Now the question is...does talking about my bottom functions mean that I'm going to get more hits? I mean, look at how much Dooce talks about poop...