You All Everybody
I want to go to England. I watched a documentary on Stonehenge today, and it just strengthened my desire. I need to add that to my death day list.
I looked up "wunderkind" in
the dictionary today. I had never heard of it until listening to the soundtrack to the Chronicles of Narnia. It's a title of a song by Alanis Morrisette, and I saw the word in
We Need To Talk About Kevin. Here's what it means: "
1. A child prodigy; 2. A person of remarkable talent or ability who achieves great success or acclaim at an early age".
Speaking of
We Need to Talk About Kevin, I highly recommend it. I think the last time I cried reading a book was in public school when I read
Where the Red Fern Grows. I didn't cry at the end of
Kevin, but my eyes moistened, and I was really messed up for awhile afterward; even though I knew what was going to happen, knowing I was right was something else.
I was thinking of adding something to my blog - a book list/review of sorts, but I don't know. I'll have to think about it.
Ok, I have to admit, I like Rebecca St. James song on the Narnia soundtrack.
This is not a dream that I'm livingThis is just a world of Your ownYou took me from all that I knewShown me how it feels to hopeWith You with me, facing tomorrow togetherI can learn to flyFeels like I'm living in the lion's mouth, but the lion is (an angel)CiaoEdit - well it didn't take me long to decide. My "book blog" is here!
Stand Up And Shout
Well, I guess I am officially an Albertan. That's right folks, I was pleasantly surprised yesterday with the arrival of $400 from Mr. Ralph Klein. Definitly helps with the not going broke plan. We're getting full cable tomorrow, and I'm kind of upset. You see, when I called to get the innanet/cable bundle the person I talked to said that while the cable guy can't come the same day as the innanet guy, I wouldn't have to pay the installation fee. Because that person did not make a note of it, and I didn't take down his name, we are getting stuck with a $40 installation fee. I understand their reasoning, I just wish I didn't get screwed because other dishonest people have ruined it for the rest of us.
I went to a chiropractor today. Yes, I've succumbed. Lately my jaw has been really sore, and swelling up, so I talked to my dance teacher, and she (as well as Deanica) recommended very strongly that I go to a chiropractor. Since one comes to the school, I figured I'd give it a shot. Turns out I've got pretty bad sinus blockage, and my neck is out of allignment. He was really nice (I'm terrifed of all white-coated people), and I'm going back on Wednesday. I'm actually looking forward to potentially being able to chew without my jaw clacking.
For those of you interested, my show is going up April 6th at 7:30.Ciao
Time Is On Your Side
I saw an interesting book at work today. (Well I'm sure I saw more than one, but this one really stuck out). It was over 1,000 pictures of Americans to the rest of the world apologizing for voting in Bush for another 4 years. One said, "
holding ourselves in contempt for 4 more years". I can't remember all the sentances that I looked at, but it was very intriguing. I was thinking of buying it. But then I remembered - I'm poor!
I'm tres bummed. I was going to go to Black Diamond with Deanna, Brad, Caitlyn and Laura, but I found out I'm working. This would have been the first time since Christmas that I went to church, and I was excited - and I'd be able to play with a kitten and a puppy. But my hopes and dreams have been dashed. Oh, did I mention that I'm working NEXT Sunday as well? What part of "I can work Sundays, but I'd rather not because I go to Church" says "Please book me for every single Sunday starting now"!
Oh, but wait! On February the 12th, I am going to a private screening of The Producers. Tres exciting.
Wow, what a rollercoaster blog!
Ciao
And The Man in the Back Said, "Everyone Attack!"
I think I'm maudlin. It could be because I've been horribly sick for the past few days, and thanks to Janet and
Mara for being shoulders to cry on! It could be that I just watched Must Love Dogs and every single girl in the wide world feels this way when it ends up happy for the couple in question. We're glad it happened, because we've been rooting for them, but very unglad that it didn't happen to us!
When I (rarely) talk to people back home, they always ask me, "so is there someone special in your life?" I know they're just curious, and will be happy for me either way, but it just reminds me that I haven't even "crushed" on anyone for three years. For three long years, there has not been one single guy that held my interest long enough to even have a juvenile, immature feeling for them. Good grief Charlie Brown! Sometimes I like that - you know, I'm not prone to flights of fancy (which makes me grounded, yes?) Other times, however, I just want to have those cute feelings. You know what I'd like most? Falling in love with someone in the spring time. It's my favourite season (except for the melting snow, so really gross floors in Walmart); everything is starting new, everything smells fresh.
On a better note, I have a semi-idea for a "story/novel". I think it might be fun to write. Finally, I can write what I know!
Ciao
Waiting for the Fourth of July
Oy, quelle something. My chair is ripped. I think I almost had a heart attack when I found that out. It's really the smallest little thing, but I get all anal about such things. Well, I guess the reaction pales in comparision to when I was talking on the phone to Scott and I saw a spider crawling toward me. By the time it was over, Scott was asking if I was alright, and it took me awhile to catch my breath. I think I might need to work on that. I was thinking the other day of all the things I was afraid of, and it was quite the list. Dolls, clowns, nomes, spiders, and the list goes on.
The other day at work, I was helping someone find a writer's reference book, and I came across something rather odd. I can't remember the entire sentence, but a book stated their book could help others "
write good english". What the deuce? I read that and started laughing. I mean, I can by no means call myself the perfect grammaritan - case in point, I don't even think that's a word - but a book claiming to be The Writer's Manuel or something to that jib, should write a proper sentence on the back of the book! Way to instill confidence folks!
This Christmas season is now dubbed the season of car accidents. Three people that I know have been affected first hand by a vehicular accident. It's wierd.
Well my wrist skin hurts. Perhaps next time I duct tape myself to another person for an excercise in Acting and Scene Study, I should try using actual
duct tape - as opposed to
duck tape. It might help.
Ciao
But You Can't Push Willy Where Willy Won't Go
I wrote this on Wednesday because it was so fresh in my mind, and since I knew I wouldn’t get proper internet till Friday, I wanted to get it down on word. Tuesday morning at 8:30, Joya, Deanna and myself embarked on quite the journey. We went to Grande Prairie. Why? My friend from Elim, Allison was getting herself married, and I wanted to be there. I had received a lot of invitations from friends getting married, and this was the first one yet to be in Alberta. I decided to go since I could, and to sort of "make up" for the others I couldn’t make it to. So the trip was fun, what with the rocking out to 80's music, making monkey noises (which if you do it in a certain way is sure to give a person rock hard abs), truck caravans, roads that smell like pot and pulp and paper mills. I saw bison, which I hadn’t seen in about 15 years or so, Joya and I shared a brain and finger expressions (fingspressions) and I saw a dead deer. This was all on the way up.
We crashed at Deanna’s friend’s house, so when we arrived, Joya and I jumped in the shower to prettify ourselves then we were on our way. It turns out Allison and Paul had gotten married on December 21 in Ontario, but because they had family in both Winnipeg and Alberta, they did two more ceremonies there. I did not know that. So after prayers that almost made me laugh out loud and a very short stay, Joya and I were on our way to a Kelseys.
So, if ever you go to Grande Prairie, think of all your preconceptions of a city, then, turn them around. We had very general directions at first, so we headed for what we thought was the heart of the city. It wasn’t there, nor was it the heart of the city. After getting better directions, we went down what we thought looked more like the residential part of the city, and all of a sudden we were on a bustling highway.
Alright, Kelseys. First of all we had to wait until the hostess was done with a personal call, the she led us to a dirty table with a beer bottle still on the table! We thought our luck had changed when the waiter arrived. He seemed to be semi-normal, and fun. We ordered our drinks and our meals and sat and waited. First off, they didn’t have the drink I wanted, so I had to change my mind (which wasn’t a big deal, I was torn between two choices anyway), then they made Joya’s paralyser non paralysing, so she got our waiter’s attention and got him to get her a different drink, so he did, as well as start drinking her old paralyser. Other things happened, but for the sake of understandable explanations if you want to know more, ask Joya or myself in person.
Upon leaving Kelseys, we found ourselves on the funnest road in history. There were dips in the road every few feet or so and Joya and I spent about 10 - 15 minutes of our trip giggling like school girls and shouting "aaaaaand another one" just before the dips. It was great fun.
And then we slept.
And then we woke up.
And then we started about 20 minutes later than we wanted to, but it was all good. Joya ran out of wiper fluid so we had to pull over the side of the 43 to fill it up, and then we were in Edmonton, and getting quite turned around. Finally we made it to the mall, where we went to HMV and I purchased The Legend of Johnny Cash, and an Apocalyptica CD. Then, we saw a penguin. A real life penguin. It was so cute, and it looked so cuddly.
Then we left.
Then Joya had to pull over to clean her headlights off because the car was that dirty.
Then we played Pididdle. I won with 34, I think Joya had 27 or so, and Deanna had about 5 (but she started long after we had, and both Joya and I got a semi Pididdle).
Then we went to a car wash and my pillow got soaked. I guess the trunk leaks a wee bit? Then we got home where Joya spilled Blizzard on her newly cleaned car.
Then Deanna and I watched Lost because after a month, it was finally a new one!
And that’d be it.
Ciao
I'm A Lumberjack and I'm OK
I was going to say I was in a bit of a funk, but then I looked up the word, and that's not quite the mood I'm projecting. I am definitly not in a state of severe depression. I just found out I'm not actually an Alberta resident, even though I'm registered to vote here and I have an Alberta driver's liscence. It seems I have to be here for 12 non-school months. I'm kind of bummed. I was thinking of this as my home, but my home doesn't think of me as living there. Does that make sense?
I confessed to Deanna a new revelation that I had. You know, those kinds that occur in that state just before dropping off to sleep. I'm still mulling it over, as well as other things. I wish I had more people to talk to. I'm such a bad friend. I called Kristin and left a message for her to call me back, but when she did, I just didn't feel like talking, so I didn't pick up the phone. Now I actually would like to talk to her. My mind is such a weird thing at times.
Alida - resolution wise, there has been an interesting . . . "development". It's so not the word I really want to use, but for lack of a better one, it'll have to stand.
Oh, in a week or a bit, my phone number will be changing. As against mass emails as I am, I just may have to send one out with the info.
Well, on to my brooding (but not depressive brooding; good brooding I think - is there good brooding?)
Ciao
Put Your Hand in the Hand
So these are my posters that I bought the other day. I was never one for posters when I was a young'un, but I guess now I'm making it up for it.
Ciao
We Had Joy We Had Fun We Had Seasons in the Sun
Ok, this is for
Alida, who just a few hours ago got on my case for not updating as much as I should. Hmm, where to begin? My parents are alright after their crash. They're both on muscle relaxants, but things could have been much worse. I got a whole bunch of stuff with my Christmas money, and I'm still going. 6 books, 8 dvds, 3 cds and 4 posters later, I'm still going. So, today apparently was "be nice to Kim" day. I got a discount when I went shopping because I didn't get my birthday discount the last time I went, even though it was like 2 days after the fact. I also had my car door opened and closed for me. Let's see if this continues. I got a new plant which I'm excited for.
Oh, huge news! I am now the proud owner of an air pop popcorn maker! I'm every so excited. Kudos for Joya for bringing that over!And some more exciting news, on January 10 and 11, Joya, Deanna and I are going to Grande Prairie! I've never been north of Calgary so I'm tres excited. My dear friend Allison is getting married and this will be the first of my friend's wedding I am able to go to - it being in Alberta and all. So, we're going up for the wedding - Joya's crashing, and Deanna's staying at her friends house, then on the way back on the Wednesday, we're stopping at the West Ed Mall. I plan on being a total tourist.
Well, methinks that is it.
Ciao
