| Friday, April 8th, 2005 |
| 4:37 pm |
Badminton tonight with my brother-not-in-law. On Sunday my plan is to walk the (entire?) length of Queen St. - from Roncesvalles to the Beaches. I feel good when I exercise a lot - I sleep better, eat better, and strangely enough - hangovers aren't as bad. Priorities, eh? Otherwise, lots going on - burner stuff, work stuff, boy stuff, friends back in town, sister about to give birth, etc. Forward momentum. Tho I do have an urge to crawl in bed with a good book and a tube of Pringle's and not emerge until Monday.... Have a good weekend. Take it ease. Current Mood: tiredCurrent Music: yackity yack around me at work |
| Monday, April 4th, 2005 |
| 5:39 pm |
Peep...
I saw a guy selling daffodil bulbs at the grocery store. I had to retire my winter comforter because it was just too hot. The snow has melted - revealing the dirty underneath; wet and muddy. The trees are budding. Stores are full of clothes of pale yellow, robin's egg blue and pastel green. Finally it's spring, dammit! Current Mood: goodCurrent Music: I Am A Rock - Simon and Garfunkel |
| Tuesday, March 29th, 2005 |
| 4:38 pm |
I (heart) Quebec
It's true - I do. Oh and Montreal. If I could live and work there, I would. N's parents were charming and smart and funny. I think I have a crush on them. In conclusion and in addition, my crushes are as follows: Montreal N's parents raclette Penfold's Bin 389, Cabernet Shiraz 2001 Les Bougons Andy Garcia I like lists - can you tell? Current Mood: chipperCurrent Music: Con toda palabra - Lhasa |
| Wednesday, March 9th, 2005 |
| 4:01 pm |
Drink more, think less
Love is complicated. Like is complicated. Regret is complicated. Guilt is complicated. Obligation is complicated. Needs are complicated. Trust is complicated. Lots of grey, very little black and white. Distractions. New icon! I'm looking at you and thinking, "Change is for the strong!" Current Mood: crazyCurrent Music: History Repeating - Shirley Bassey and the Propellerheads |
| Saturday, March 5th, 2005 |
| 5:21 pm |
Done.
Well. I did it. Broke up with *S*. That was hard. But it's done. He's sad. And drinking. Current Mood: relievedCurrent Music: Too Late to Cry - Alison Krauss |
| Friday, February 25th, 2005 |
| 8:03 pm |
Today is my bad luck day. February 25. Relatively unscathed. Except that I woke up with a raging UTI. I need pills for my ills. Again. Meh. 20 years ago today... a sad anniversary. Current Mood: soreCurrent Music: Wax and Wane - Cocteau Twins |
| Thursday, February 24th, 2005 |
| 2:31 pm |
"And yes, yes I am sad... when the self-reproach faded, when I forgave myself, and when there was enough distance, I was able to feel what I feel now, which is just sadness that what we had is no more." The above is what regret sounds like. But it falls on deaf ears. Current Mood: apatheticCurrent Music: Too Much Too Little Too Late by Johnny Mathis |
| Friday, February 18th, 2005 |
| 5:30 pm |
Weekend again. Same schedule. I'd like to get out of town but I have a few too many obligations. Especially enjoying alone time lately because it doesn't happen as often as it should. My sister and I are planning our other sister's baby shower. The one tiny problem is that it is the day after a super huge blowout party that I don't want to miss. Being a hostess the day after will be tough - especially because my mother will be there! Off to play badminton. Then to poison my liver. Current Mood: hornyCurrent Music: a little loop from the kraftwerk.com website |
| Tuesday, February 8th, 2005 |
| 12:09 pm |
Dear N -
When you make an ultimatum, you have to be prepared to walk away. But you didn't. Now I know they are meaningless, and it was a test. Underhanded. In other news: Party preparations continue. Anti-mind ray hats made. Still a little undecided about costume. I've been avoiding talking to my parents for the past month. I'm not sure why. Current Mood: apatheticCurrent Music: theme from Doctor Who |
| Tuesday, February 1st, 2005 |
| 5:05 pm |
All is well, really.
Work is fine. Home is homey. Relationships are screwy. Weather is lovely. Feelings are in check. Health is tip top. Amused daily. Reading a good book "Cadillac Desert". Money is secure. Creative juices flowing. Sleep is sound. Tip top! Current Mood: calmCurrent Music: Under Your Spell Again - Buck Owens |
| Friday, January 28th, 2005 |
| 5:16 pm |
Hi, my name is Gwen and I'm here to warsh yer vagina.... (Margaret Cho makes me laugh!) Le fin de semaine. Current Mood: gigglyCurrent Music: Sloppy Sock by Stink Mitt |
| Thursday, January 27th, 2005 |
| 5:33 pm |
1+1=0 And now 1+2 still equals 0 I'm beginning to think the problem is me. I haven't had any time alone lately. I think Sunday will be the day. Current Mood: confusedCurrent Music: Just Like Heaven - The Cure |
| Wednesday, January 19th, 2005 |
| 4:45 pm |
My landlord gave me a computer! Now that I have a computer at home, next logical steps will be interweb, then a digital camera, then an IPod... my Luddite existance is about to change. 2005 may be expensive. Yoga in 15 minutes... lots of handstands and headstands lately. Very cool. I'm a little afraid of headstands though - a boy that I went to highschool with broke his neck while doing a somersault and is a paraplegic - so I've always been protective of my neck. I won't let chiropractors mess around there, either. I think I need a drink... a delicious martini, perhaps. Or a glass of red wine. Current Mood: thirstyCurrent Music: Into the Labyrinth - Dead Can Dance |
| Friday, January 14th, 2005 |
| 4:58 pm |
KISSING RAMPAGE!!
Does that sound like fun, or WHAT! If the mask is on, watch out! Current Mood: smoochy |
| Monday, January 10th, 2005 |
| 3:11 pm |
Busy weekend. Saw two excellent movies - Sideways (sogood!) and North by Northwest (what's not to like about Hitchcock and Cary Grant??!!) Ate excellent food (tuna steak! beaufort cheese! churros!) and spent time with some excellent people (daruba, burning_sticks, stevesloan, CK) I've been avoiding doing something difficult for a couple of weeks. I'm not 100% sure if it's the right thing to do - maybe that's why I've been procrastinating. I feel like a wishy washy coward. Being honest is hard when you aren't prepared for the real or imagined consequences. Dreaming about fireworks lately. Just long periods of watching fireworks - in Bellevue Park in the Sault. Sitting on the grass by myself watching fireworks. Spectating. Current Mood: awakeCurrent Music: You Ain't Woman Enough by Loretta Lynn |
| Tuesday, January 4th, 2005 |
| 11:05 am |
In 2005 I endeavor to have more courage. To be less critical. Less reserved. Take some chances. Risk. Avoid those who have closed themselves up - like a fan. People build fortresses for a reason. They are afraid. Current Mood: thoughtful |
| Thursday, December 23rd, 2004 |
| 5:21 pm |
Undertow. That is all. Current Mood: quiet |
| Friday, December 17th, 2004 |
| 12:04 pm |
The price.
My work party was mostly fun. It's kind of a "working" party for some of us - glad handing with clients and all. I did all the right things... I stuck to vodka and soda, ate a sensible dinner beforehand, refused all shots, and didn't smoke. The real key to my success was not going to the after party at the CEO's house. The afterparty has always been fun - drinking and singing and intense conversations and a reasonable amount of inappropriate behaviour. Oh, but the price that has to be paid... I watched an old Peter Greenaway film called The Draughtman's Contract last night. He's the guy who made The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover. It was a wordy, clever, so-very-pleased-with-itself English caper. As Tim would say, meh. Small Blue Thing by Suzanne Vega Today I am A small blue thing Like a marble Or an eye With my knees against my mouth I am perfectly round I am watching you I am cold against your skin You are perfectly reflected I am lost inside your pocket I am lost against Your fingers I am falling down the stairs I am skipping on the sidewalk I am thrown against the sky I am raining down in pieces I am scattering like light Scattering like light Scattering like light Today I am A small blue thing Made of china Made of glass I am cool and smooth and curious I never blink I am turning in your hand Turning in your hand Small blue thing Current Mood: thoughtful |
| Wednesday, December 15th, 2004 |
| 5:15 pm |
If you don't laugh...
So I walked into my 8am meeting this morning to be greeted by a cloud of perfume worn by girlie girl sales rep. I stood at the door for a long moment, trying to decide what to do. I knew that if I stayed in the room, I'd be in trouble - asthma attack. Perhaps I wasn't awake yet, but I foolishly decided to stay for the first 5 minutes and get some critical information from the 14 people at the meeting. I started to wheeze, I started to cough and tear up... When my bit was done, I informed the VP that I had to leave because of the perfume/ashthma problem. Then I basically ran out of the room, choking and having that special kind of panic you get when you're not getting enough air. It felt like there was a cinder block on my chest. I went outside trying to breath, trying to calm down - coughing and crying. Awful and scary. :( Raj from the Lounge came outside and offered me a glass of water which I tearfully accepted. He and the receptionist Amy were worried because I was outside with no coat on, being so pathetic. After about 5 minutes Amy came outside and kindly put her coat and scarf on me. After feeling all warm for a moment, a scary thought came to mind. "Um, Amy..." cough cough weeze... "do you have any cats or dogs?!" "Why yes Rhonda, I have two cats. Why?" AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The absolute WORST thing was to cover me with cat hair while I was having an asthma attack. But a funny thing happened..... the whole ridiculous situation struck me as hilarious. I started to laugh and laugh... coughing and laughing... and I stopped panicking. I went inside and while Raj and Amy used scotch tape to get the cat hair off of me, I had a cup of hot tea (which helps open up air passages). I took an antihistamine, sat quietly a bit, and got on with my day. Ha! Off to the annual NOW holiday party at the Courthouse. I will not drink too much... I will not dirty dance with the art director... I will not leave anyone who is supposed to crash on my couch tonight passed out upstairs ... I will not drink too much.... Current Mood: hyper |
| Monday, December 13th, 2004 |
| 10:59 am |
Was in scenic London Ontario on Saturday visiting the Rizdales. Very fun. The show was at the Richmond Tavern - this old ("established 1842") kinda rough but friendly bar. An enthusiastic crowd - an old guy in a legion jacket step dancing, everyone clapping and singing along (especially to the Johnny Cash cover they do), requests for Johnny Paycheck, Ray Price and Loretta Lynn. A table of older ladies in their Christmas sweaters drinking draft beer. Awesome! The after party was a drunken, musical haze - Colonel Tom Parker singing, Tara fiddling, an old guy with a lap steel guitar, mandolins, stand up bass, a tin flute, drinking Jack Daniels from the bottle (suprisingly tasty!). The girls smoking cigars on the porch. Happy Boy Pat "enchanting" their little dog - I've never seen a female dog humping a leg before, until now!! The drive home yesterday was a little scary. Everyone too hungover to even listen to music. Trying not to end up in the ditch, like so many others we passed. Current Mood: still hungoverCurrent Music: You Look Tired by the Backstabbers |