I'd rather be She-Ra

Magister Mundi sum!
"I am the Master of the Universe!"
You are full of yourself, but you're so cool you
probably deserve to be. Rock on.


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Music Meme

10 songs from my playlist in random order. I started with Leonard Cohen, Everybody Knows, but I guess that doesn't count.

500 Miles, The Proclaimers
These Dreams, Heart
Drive, Incubus
Cape, Guy Clark
Where the Streets Have No Name, U2
Sounds of Nature, Japanese Flute
Sayings, Ralph Wiggum
Frozen Puck to the Head, Arrogant Worms
Crooked Jack, Best of Irish Pub Songs
Come As You Are, Nirvana (MTV Unplugged)

It's pretty representative, actually. :)

Hardcore Vinyl

With a title like that, you'd think this is going to be a dirty post...but not so much. My brother, his two friends and I are listening to records including Leonard Cohen and "The Graduate" soundtrack. This pleases me.

In other news, the movie that should probably not be made is being made...at least that was my first impression. I remember the major kerfuffle that happened when Paul Reubens was caught doing something naughty, but I never knew what it was really was until I did a bit of research. So it was a big shock to me that all he was doing was jerking off in a porn theatre. Wow. What an innocent world we had in 1991.

I kind of miss it.

It's all about the numbers.

Today at work I was thinking about this blog entry. So here it is, in all it's "glory".

Number of...
...hours of sleep I got last night= 2-4
...managers on duty today= 3
...co-workers who should have been helping me this morning= 5
...people who actually were there= 2
...minutes late the other supervisor was= 134
...customers through my till today= 348
...customers who asked if the sale was on today (it starts tomorrow)= ~200
...customers who were POSITIVE that the coupon/sale started today (it starts TOMORROW)= 143
...customers who asked me to ring X, Y or Z through at the sale price anyway (sales start on certain days for a reason! Hello?!)= 87
...customers who decided that it was my fault and should damned well change the policy= 43
...customers who demanded to see the manager= 18
...customers who should go fuck themselves= 87 by the end of the day. :p
...minutes of time I was over my shift today= 58
...minutes of break that I didn't get= 27
...seconds that I'm going to regret not being at work tomorrow= ZERO

Heheh. I get the first Saturday of a huge sale off tomorrow. I am so incredibly happy...you have no idea.

Ooh...good stuff.

I got home tonight to discover that my mother made two kinds of cannelloni. And four loaves of banana bread...WITH chocolate chips, of course. See imood to the left. (sated)

Another great mystery of life

Okay. I like to think of myself as a relatively intelligent person who has a fairly good grasp on the kinesiology of my body. Not necessarily at the "Gray's Anatomy" level, but I play sports and have a pretty good idea as to how my body works (despite being a super-klutz). So, I pose this question, dear reader. Why is it that whenever I get out of the shower and go to get dressed I always find a big wet patch somewhere on my body that I didn't notice? It's not like my towels are small. My hair is fairly short, so it's not dripping. Am I simply in too much of a hurry? Does the water MOVE? Does anyone else have this problem?!

What's a girl to do?

Ok, I think I've discovered the conspiracy. The number one thing keeping me from doing the stuff I want to do boils down to a simple piece of cloth. A common item of clothing, which most of you also have in your closet, drawers or under the bed. It's a disgrace, I tell you! It's nothing less than a terrible fiendish plot, probably by the Bush administration, to prevent Canadians from thinking for themselves and getting things done.

Pajamas.

That's right, I said pajamas. That innocuous, seemingly innocent article of clothing which you...SLEEP in. I mean, how diabolical is that? Not only are you comfortable and warm, but you find yourself feeling as if it's still early in the morning, and therefore, that you don't have to actually do anything.

I discovered this early this morning, but since I was still in my jammies (ed: see, another fiendish part of the plot! Cutesy nicknames counteract the seriousness with which we should be taking this threat!) I didn't get this post written.

Personally, I think that pajama manufacturers are in league with free and cheap game manufacturers. Mostly what I did all day was sit around and play Yahoo Games. It wasn't until I was given a clear motivation to get out of the house that I actually ate anything, got dressed or did anything remotely productive.

DOWN WITH PAJAMAS!! Everyone should always sleep naked...except in the winter when we should all be hibernating anyway.

Huh...

Well, it's good to know that the Bush administration is all for promoting the same quality of life for deaf people.

*grumble*

Wishlist

I posted my Amazon.ca wishlist in the sidebar, not as a plea for gifts (although I won't turn 'em down if someone insists on buying something for me... :) ) but more as another "what is she interested in" list. Just wanted to call attention to it (without it looking like I'm scamming for presents). :)

Mint Hot Chocolate

Take one package of President's Choice hot chocolate mix and put into cup.
Fill cup with boiling water.
Add two "Andes" mint patties.
Stir like crazy or until the mints are melted.
Enjoy.

Woot, Ultimate is back!

*happy dance*

Played Ultimate this morning, in the absolutely GORGEOUS sunshine. What a mindblowing difference from the gale force winds and almost freezing rain last week. I got to run around in my sports bra for a lot of it, and didn't really feel it. One of the teams we played was completely stacked...it was weird! They had three girls playing for them who also play for "Prime", the Canadian women's championship team, and most of the guys were really good as well. One of them I knew from Fall league and he's been playing for 14 years...or since he was 10. However, we did manage to get the lead a couple of times and the final score was a respectable 13-8. The second game we won. It was close though. 14-12. :)

All in all it was a good day. Helped my brother out with a film project he's doing for his TV and Film class. I got to push a stuffed dog out of a moving car while I was hiding, so it looked like it fell out, and then I got to be a person walking past who finds it and gives it back to the owner. Heheh. :) It was amusing and killed a couple hours.

Oh. Great.

Figures. The one book that I've read that I simply cannot stand...the one that makes me want to vomit every time I think of it...

You're Lolita!

by Vladimir Nabokov

Considered by most to be depraved and immoral, you are obsessed with
sex. What really tantalizes you is that which deviates from societal standards in every
way, though you admit that this probably isn't the best and you're not sure what causes
this desire. Nonetheless, you've done some pretty nefarious things in your life, and
probably gotten caught for them. The names have been changed, but the problems are real.
Please stay away from children.


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at the Blue Pyramid.

Friday night, and home alone.

Justy's out playing pool. Candyman's helping out G and K for their wedding tomorrow. I'm sitting here going back and forth between refreshing my blog roll and sewing a skirt.

Siiiiigh. I'm bored. Not in the "I have nothing to do" way, but in the "I don't feel like doing any of the things I should be doing" way.

Continuing the meme

Links upon links upon...

Donna wrote about Darren who wrote about someone collecting money for flowers for gay and lesbian couples getting married in San Francisco. Darren started Flowers for Al and Don and is collecting for the same thing. I think this is a really cool idea. I sent two bucks. HOWEVER! I would like to make the call out that you match whatever you give to this with a donation of the same amount to the food bank or something. While this is a great way of showing support, it seems a shame to be sending this money when it can be used for other purposes as well.

So, I'd like to call attention to your local food bank. The time after Christmas is tough for them, so please match your flower donation with one for the food bank. I'll be buying some baby food to donate tomorrow. (/me steps down off my soapbox)

A very good day

Today was one of those days where I was simply giddy with life.

Went to the mall with Justy this afternoon to buy him a pool cue. I sucessfully did not buy three DVD's for $6.88 each at Walmart. I am very proud of myself. Bought some material to try sewing a cloak. :) That should be fun. We came back here and knocked some quesadillas together and shot some pool.

Went to work and wound up randomly giggling out loud every so often just because my life rocked. My shift went well, the poison people were nice and I got a whole swack of stuff done. Not just a portion of a swack, but a whole swack. I am very happy.

Used books

I love used bookstores.

Some of my favourite online bookstores are Abe and Powells. I've been to the physical store in Portland for Powells and it's absolutely amazing. I would recommend it to anyone who doesn't mind spending some money.

Working...

Wow. Talking to my manager about needing more hours netted me another 16 this week. That's up from 15. This is good...I might be able to pay most of my bills next month. :) Although I need 31+ hours EVERY week...not just every so often. I'm scheduled for 21 hours next week...theoretically it should be easier to pick up nine hours than sixteen...so we'll see.

Can of worms: Open

From Donna

12 Reasons Same-Sex Marriages Will "Ruin" Society:

1. Homosexuality is not natural, much like eyeglasses, polyester, and birth control.

2. Heterosexual marriages are valid because they produce children. Infertile couples and old people can't legally get married because the world needs more children.

3. Obviously gay parents will raise gay children, since straight parents only raise straight children.

4. Straight marriage will be less meaningful, since Britney Spears' 55-hour just-for-fun marriage was meaningful.

5. Heterosexual marriage has been around a long time and hasn't changed at all; women are property, blacks can't marry whites, and divorce is illegal.

6. Gay marriage should be decided by people not the courts, because the majority-elected legislatures, not courts, have historically protected the rights of the minorities.

7. Gay marriage is not supported by religion. In a theocracy like ours, the values of one religion are imposed on the entire counrty. That's why we have only one religion in America.

8. Gay marriage will encourage people to be gay, in the same way that hanging around tall people will make you tall.

9. Legalizing gay marriage will open the door to all kinds of crazy behavior. People may even wish to marry their pets because a dog has legal standing and can sign a marriage contract.

10. Children can never suceed without a male and a female role model at home. That's why single parents are forbidden to raise children.

11. Gay marriage will change the foundation of society. Heterosexual marriage has been around for a long time, and we could never adapt to new social norms because we haven't adapted to cars or longer lifespans.

12. Civil unions, providing most of the same benefits as marriage with a different name are better, because a "separate but equal" institution is always constitutional. Separate schools for African-Americans worked just as well as separate marriages for gays and lesbians will.

Disgusted and saddened.

I used to love my job. I think I made about thirty gazillion posts about how much I love my job. I think I would still love it if I wasn't a supervisor. I don't really like being a supervisor. I don't make a very good supervisor. *sigh* I had a cashier shift tonight, and didn't really like it much either. I think part of that has to do with the fact that there are a couple of severely poisonous individuals working there. That can't help.

That's the sad part. Here's the disgusted part.

We carry magazines in this store. Every week we take those magazines that are old, rip the covers off and send the covers back to the publisher. We then proceed to throw away the rest of the magazine. Throw. Away. We cleaned out a bunch of old magazines today and there was more than an entire shopping cart filled with paper that no one had looked at and which was going to a landfill tomorrow. And this amount of paper gets pitched every month by my estimate. This is in one store. I felt like throwing up. There is so much stuff thrown away each day in this store...Justy can vouch for this. We compact the cardboard boxes and those allegedly get recycled, but Big Business has decreed that anything which is getting thrown away cannot be donated to charity or taken home by employees.

I can see their point.

No, I really can. I mean, many people would "break" something so that they could take it home. But this wholesale destruction and waste is truly mindboggling and I don't think I can deal with it. I've started looking for another job. This isn't the entire reason, but it's one of many...and I was questioning whether or not I wanted to be in this job when this was brought to my attention.

Another thing which made me feel sick was the attitude of one of the employees. I brought it to her attention that there were alternatives to just trashing this stuff. Her response: "You think they're going to care what one associate thinks?" Huh. Well, thanks for making me feel about this tall. One person might not be able to change the world, but maybe they can change three people's minds. Then each of them does the same. THAT'S how you change the world.

What a world.

I was driving home from Candyman's last night/this morning at around 2 am and I passed a woman who was hitchhiking in Port Moody. Now, I'm not sure, but I think the buses might have stopped running. It was raining. It was cold. I wanted to stop and give her a ride, but I was worried about doing so. All of the what-if's swirled through my mind. What if she was going to attack me? What if there was someone hiding in the bushes that's her accomplice? What if she was going to try and steal my car?

I feel guilty about it. I didn't stop.