Another new feature

I'm placing an order this weekend, so if anyone wants to add anything to it, if you let me know what you want via IM, email or phone I'll pay the shipping on it for you. :) Go to the Passion Parties website to look at the merchandise. (We have a Sex Swing! Whee!) By the way, I don't have a shopping cart on my page, so you will be transferred to a consultant who isn't me if you shop from there, plus you won't get any of the deals.

I think I'm going to start putting deals in the sidebar every so often. Hmm... (noooo, I'm not a money grubber...nope, not me.)

Deep breath...

It could have been worse. I was driving to tutor this morning, since both my kids had pro-D days, and I'm at a stoplight when there's a knock on my window. Whoa. Uh, hi? Can I help you? It turns out that my rear driver's tire is almost flat. Grrr. So this amazingly nice guy pumps up my tire with a cigarette lighter pump that he has in his car, which gets me to the garage. I was worried that it would be something like "Ok, you've got a gash in your tire, which means that you'll need to get all of them replaced. $600 please." Fortunately, it was just a nail and they patched it for under $30. Whew. As I was pulling out of the parking lot, there's another knock on my window. One of the guys from the tire place was holding my wallet that I'd left on the counter. Whoops.

I've got to stop doing things that make strange men knock on my car window.

I love: that my tire isn't going to cost me a MEEEELION dollars.

Of brownies and aging poets

I was soooo good...not eating any of the baking that my mother has been doing post-Christmas. But then she made brownies. With huge chocolate chips in them. Oh dear. I ate just a nibble...and I think I may have a problem now. One involving potential 3 am brownie raids.

I bought my first Leonard Cohen CD today *pictures Justy rolling his eyes* "I'm Your Man" which contains one of my favourite songs of all time, "Everybody Knows". Good stuff. It is currently in my car CD player while the "Phantom of the Opera" CD is in the Leonard Cohen case. Maybe I'll get some new songs stuck in my head.

I've decided to add a new feature for a little while, at least. Every time I post, I must write something that I love about the day. Ta da!

I love: the fact that Dave lets me work on business related stuff for an two three hours in the first time that I've gotten to see him in a non-working capacity this week.

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YAHOO!!

*does a happy dance* I booked a party! I booked a party! Boo-ya!

This Post is Certified "Spoiler-Free"

Last night I finished reading the last book of Stephen King's "Dark Tower" series. Hffffuuuughawaaaaaaaaaaaaa! It was so good. The ending, while unexpected, seemed completely inevitable based on the rest of the series.

Is that obscure enough for you, Keegan? No spoilers here! :)

I fell asleep thinking of the ending and it was the first thing I thought of after I woke up. (ok, third actually, but "What the hell time is it" and "Wasn't my alarm supposed to go off?" are pretty standard for me so I don't count them.)

Ok, that's it. I have to go do stuff for the business now. Like...get all the stuff out of my car that is still in there from yesterday that I did not have the energy to move yesterday. And follow up on leads! Woo!!!

I'm soooo tired.

Woo. I wound up sleeping only around 2 hours last night. :p I was up at the university for about nine hours and got about 18 party leads, and a half dozen consultant leads. I'm pleased with this.

Now I tutor for an hour and a half and then go home and crash completely out.

Thank you Keegan and Dave for all your help today. Could NOT have done it without you. And thank you to the anonymous guy at the university who helped me get the rest of my stuff into my car when I was getting frustrated with my inability to move everything all at once.

*looks around warily and crosses fingers*

Ok, I think it's all done and put away in boxes. *shakes fist* I was JOKING about doing this until 4 am, dammit!

That's it then. I won't know if I'm missing anything until I get up there. Mental note...move the mannequin (yes, I have a mannequin. Doesn't everyone?) so that I'll trip over instead of forgetting it. Ideal world: I won't do either, but since I'm getting up in about three hours...well...we just don't know, do we?

Plus side of doing all this...I won't have to do NEARLY as much prep work next time.

*checks suspiciously for spy cameras*

Nope, no new ones...just the ones left here from earlier. How did the spammers know that I needed new ink for my printer?

Ok, weak...but I'm tired and it's late and I'm STILL PRINTING STUFF FOR TOMORROW.

Grrr... I'll update tomorrow night. Freaking out slightly...more worried about tutoring. I don't have books for tomorrow night, nor do I know what lesson I'm supposed to be teaching. Perhaps I will cancel tutoring and stay on the mountain for an extra hour or two to catch late afternoon students. Hmmm...that sounds like a plan to me. Then I don't have to leave at 3. Hmmm...hmmm...

Freaking completely out

Yikes! Less than twelve hours until I'm up at SFU to do my thang. (please, someone come visit me... it's going to be a long day) I've got Keegan and Dave who will be stopping by to let me get food and go to the bathroom, but other than that... *eep* I'm sure I'm forgetting stuff, and I'm nervous... even though I probably don't need to be.

And I'm getting sick. Must remember to pack tissue and various cold medications.

I would just like to go on record that Dave is the AWESOME. He single handedly cut out over 500 business cards for me... 300 of them just tonight. He's also designed my business cards, information gathering cards and stickers. (also, he is hot. :D ) I'm so lucky!

Happy V-day to everyone...or anti-V-Day if that's what you're doing.

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The post in which I talk about being a witch.

This post is basically a comment I left over at trollzor. He was talking about one of my personal pet peeves, the person who has seen one movie or read one novel and suddenly has become an expert on Wicca or a varient of the pagan religions. (I actually was one of these at one time, when I was about 12. Thank ALL the spirits that only my friends saw it. Yeesh. I'm still embarrassed about it.) Luckily the situation that he describes never came up.

As a (one might say “sane” [ie: not someone who thinks they can light crystals with their minds]) witch, I go to the hospital on a...well, I wouldn’t say REGULAR basis…fortunately I’m not that accident prone, but I definitely get my yearly pap smear done, I get flu shots and anti-biotics and if someone I know slipped and smoked his/her head on the floor, you can be damned sure I’d be standing back and letting the professionals take care of things. However, I also take preventative herbs, or herb derivatives, and I try to prevent unhealth by mind over matter. Maybe it works, maybe it doesn’t, but I feel mentally healthier a lot of the time. Now, when it comes to medicine, *I* believe that if the “Ancients” had known about antibiotics etc, you’d better believe they would have used them. And witches/healers/shamans weren’t just on the mental/spiritual side of things. They also set broken bones and bashed heads. They didn’t try to stop someone from bleeding by using their minds…they tried to stop infection by using their minds, but only because they didn’t know what it was.

Hoo… Long comment. I guess what I’m really trying to say is, I’m sorry about the fluffy bunnies. Please don’t burn us at the stake.


Something I forgot to add. Magic to me is seeing a baby grow up and learn, seeing crocuses come up every spring, looking at how a seed "knows" what it's supposed to turn into and really amazing sex. It's all a question of energy. I choose to see this stuff more spiritually than scientifically, and more artistically than analytically. I don't see anything wrong with seeing it either way.

Ok, I'm done. Wow. Did anyone actually read to the end of this? Hehe.

Yay! Shopping!

I went downtown yesterday with Warrick, a fabulously gay friend who'd never been to Davie Street before. It was awesome. We made some great purchases, including some stuff for the business for me and a pair of phenomenal pants by Priapus. They're a subtle green plaid. If plaid can ever be described as subtle. Now I own gay men's pants. I'm pleased. Warrick has dubbed them my bootie pants (I've almost said/typed boot panties like three times today). He got some PVC stuff from Love's Touch for Sin City and looks spectacular. His sister commented that he looks like a gay Darth Vader. :D

We also hit Chinatown where I scored some dried lychee (tastes like bland dried cranberries, good for the kidneys and the eyes) and Tiger Balm, plus a bamboo rake for my mini Zen Garden that I haven't built yet. I also got a nunchuck (google also recognizes nunchuk, nunchaku (plural, I think) and nanchuck)

BTW, I've got a table up at SFU in the Academic Quadrangle on Tuesday the 15th, near the Audio Visual room. Come by and say hello if you're going to be around. Can't miss me. I'll be the one in the corset, surrounded by sex toys. Kind of.

Ooh..

I want pasta. Specifically, I want some form of stuffed pasta, like tortellini, with garlic butter melted on it. I don't think we have stuffed pasta, but we've got loads of dry spaghetti and garlic butter. Hmmm...methinks a trip to the kitchen is in order.

I swam 400 m today. :D

No pain, no gain?

*ouch* My legs have almost stopped hurting from karate on Saturday, but last night I went swimming... 600 meters, go me!...and now my shoulders and arms hurt. I'm going to try and go swimming again tonight. I've started to clarify my goals and what I want in my life. I'm really excited. I want to be physically in awesome shape...as in "run a triathalon" awesome shape. So, now I need to start riding my bike, running and swimming as well as training in karate. In that news, I've rediscovered my ambition there. More as it develops.

Now, I must go and fax things to Calgary.

Wow.

This is from Bimkins, via Rini. An amazing woman wrote this for her son. Bimkins is right. The world needs more people like this.

Ta da!

Look up! No, not that far...eyes on the screen. Notice anything different... (like a huge pink banner that flashes)

Hmm...that one might be a little too flashy. Might go with the more subtle roses one.

Anyway, the important thing is that I've got my Passion Parties website up. :D It's currently very basic, but soon it will be more! Oh yes. It WILL be more. MUAHAHAHA. (sorry. I'm tired...been staring at a screen for the last several hours playing with Passion Parties stuff)

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Turning over a new leaf?

Maybe it's just me, but I find it so amazing when I decide on a course of action and then actually follow through on it. I tend to not do that, so I'm all excited about this. It's amazing. I think I'm probably busier than I was a couple of weeks ago, but I'm SCHEDULING! And even more importantly, KEEPING THE SCHEDULE!

I'm discovering the joys of lists...to do lists, shopping lists, budgets, schedules and all that. I'm learning how to budget my time, factoring in time spent getting from one place to another. I'm also learning how to find time where I was wasting it before (webcomics and blog reading takes me roughly half an hour each time I do it, putting stuff away while I'm holding it means I don't have to put it away later, after digging through it to find what I was looking for earlier, etc)

Conversely, I'm also learning that things I dread don't take nearly as long to do as I thought they would...and that music makes things go faster all the time. I don't put off cleaning out a box of stuff. Instead, I do it quickly so I don't have ten boxes to do in a week. Making my bed takes less than a minute. Putting away clothes from my basket (one load of laundry) takes less than five minutes. Gathering up dirty laundry (or better yet, not chucking it on the floor) takes less than a minute. Making up a jug of orange juice instead of drinking Coke takes about a minute, and that includes washing the jug from the last batch.

I'm feeling good about myself, and about my current space. It's slowly being reclaimed and I'm slowly becoming successful personally and professionally.

Grr. Stupid alarm clock

I like to blame my own failings on inanimate objects. It's a dirty little secret I've got. Late? The alarm clock didn't go off. Translation: I forgot to set it, I set it for pm instead of am, I didn't turn it on or I turned the volume off. Late? There was loads of traffic/I hit every light. Translation: My alarm clock probably didn't go off. Refer to #1. Didn't get your phone call? My cell phone is whacked. Translation: I forgot to charge my battery, I forgot to turn on the ringer or I left it at home by mistake.

So what brought on this blog? My alarm clock didn't go off this afternoon after my nap.