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10 June 2011 @ 09:03 pm
I miss my journal. I miss having some place to jot down all my useless moments throughout the day. I suppose the easy answer would be to just, well, start writing again! Unfortunately ... I don't often find that I have much to say. At least nothing of interest.

Today, perhaps, is an exception. While nothing exciting has happened today itself, Sean and I are entering an exciting week ... The week in which our new fur baby will be born! (Should everything go smoothly, of course. I guess it's best not to count your puppies before they pop!) I want a male but we're not really guaranteed anything until a) they are born and b) the breeder takes her pick of the litter. So we'll see how it goes!

Also, I'm slowly becoming addicted to online shopping. (O.k, maybe not addicted, but I really really enjoy it.) There's just something so exciting about knowing there is something heading towards you, and soon you will be greeted by a wonderful surprise when you arrive home! It's like taking that delicious moment in shopping where the cashier hands you your bag filled with shiny new things and you get that happy tingly feeling, and prolonging it by up to a week. Yum.
I'm Existing In: Home
I'm Feeling: tiredtired
01 March 2010 @ 09:42 am
Hokay so I know I said I didn't care about the Olympics ...

THE BOYS GOT GOLD!!!! WHOOOOOO! Absolutely amazing game. My mom and I were jumping around screaming when Crosby shot the winning goal.

And I have to say the Americans did a kick-ass job, too. That goal in the last twenty seconds of the last period almost killed me. As proud as I am that we won, I really did feel bad looking at all the American faces looking so defeated as they accepted their silver medals.

But still ...

We won!!
16 February 2010 @ 09:07 am
Is it super awful that the Olympics are just a couple hours away from me and I could totally care less? Everyone seems to be all gushing with pride or whatever and I don't think it's a big deal.

I'm just a bad, bad Canadian. :)
I'm Feeling: awakeawake
09 February 2010 @ 06:54 pm
Sorry for the random post, but I just needed to write this out somewhere.

Yesterday, the best kitten in the whole world passed away. He was only five months old, and after being let out to play in the yard he was found dead under a tree for no apparent reason, with his brother sadly meowing above him.

Sammy, you were absolutely adorable, and I know my family is really going to miss you. I'll never forget the way you would run into the bathroom every time someone would flush the toilet to watch the water spin down in amazement, or the way you and your brother would lick each others faces clean and fall asleep tangled up in each others arms. I'm so sorry you'll never get to see Summertime, and get to grow up with your brother to be a crotchety old-man kitty; I'm sorry I never cuddled you like I wanted to - my allergies were terrible, but if I could go back I would hold you every day. And finally I'm so sorry I wasn't there today when they buried you. I wanted to be there so bad to say goodbye but if just didn't work out.

Rest in peace buddy. I know if there's a pet heaven you're going to be up there, waiting for Leo so you can play again. Love you always.

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I'm Feeling: numbnumb
I'm Dancing To: Such Great Heights - Iron and Wine
21 December 2008 @ 10:13 am


Thanks to you my competition got canceled because no one wants to drive and now I have to wait a month for my instructor to return from Mexico.


Stupid SNOW I hope you DIE.
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I'm Feeling: angryangry
I'm Dancing To: About Today - The National
20 December 2008 @ 09:46 am

If you want to see my pole dance routine I'm doing for the competition it's here:


Just remember I AM A BEGINNER I seriously am not very good at all. I've only taken five classes.

I'm Feeling: hungrystill hungry
I'm Dancing To: Wild Child - Enya
20 December 2008 @ 09:03 am
Marie asked me what's been going on in my life, so I thought I would try to gather up some information and spill it on out.

So, what's been new with me? Hmm ...


I'm still with Sean. Things have been going really well, and we're planning on moving in together sometime in the new year - hopefully the first half and not the second. He just left to go watch a hockey game in Vancouver this morning, and so I am sitting at home and I'm sad. It's become really frustrating living with someone when they're at home, but as soon as they have to go somewhere I have to leave. I mean, it's understandable that I shouldn't be at his dad's house when Sean isn't there, but I'm tired of it. I want to be able to stay in bed when he works at eight instead of driving home half asleep.


I freaking hate my job. It's depressing to know that I am so much smarter than what I'm doing, but I'm too nervous to try to find another job. I think the main reasons I don't apply at the Hospital (that was my plan) is that I'm afraid that I'll get let go right away with the whole 'economy sucks' thing. And also because my current job is really good about giving me time off when I ask for it, like for my dancing class, which I will get to next.


So I have been taking pole dancing lessons. And I know that statement probably has some people making faces, but honestly, it's the most amazing thing I've ever done. I've never felt so accomplished as when I finally grasp how to do a new move, or when I look in the mirror and I can see that my body is becoming stronger with every class I take. I totally get that people relate pole dancing to stripping, but I really feel like they are worlds apart. And even if I were watching a stripper, at least now I understand how FREAKING HARD it is. I totally have a new found respect for them being able to make pole dance look so easy.

Also, I've gone on kind of a piercing spree. I'm not going to say what's on my list, but I just really love that I look so clean cut on the outside and no one would ever suspect me to have anything pierced. It makes me happy. Like I can still keep my girl-next-door image but know I have little secrets.

(I realize that these two things make me sound like I'm becoming a bit of a whoore, but I promise I'm not. I am so the same awesome dork that I used to be.)


So yeah, if you wanted to know more about my boob, here you go. I found a lovely lump in my right breast about ... six months ago. Sometime in the Summer. (I named him George almost instantly. I name everything George.) I will admit I was kind of freaked out, and was assuming the worst, because I am a worry wart. Anyways, I made an appointment with my doctor, and a couple weeks later (she was away for a week) I went in to see her and she told be it didn't feel like anything I should be worried about, but to let her know if it got any bigger.

About a month or so later I received a phone call from another doctor, saying I had been recommended to him by my family doctor. I was confused as to why she had recommended I go see a specialist or whatever if she thought everything was OK, but I made an appointment anyways. So about a month and a half later I went in to go see this guy, he fondled my boob, said it felt like nothing serious, but asked if I wanted it removed anyways, and I said yes.

Fast forward another couple months and I'm at the hospital being surgery-ed upon by some AWFUL doctor who made me cry (because I was so mad at him) by making it sound like I was a terrible, vain teenager for wanting to get the thing taken out when it was nothing serious. Honestly he was the worst. He even tried to convince me I wasn't old enough to get it taken out, which is bull.

Anyways, that's my story.


I don't really know what else to say. My life is pretty boring, and there's nothing else really big to report.

Other than that I am sick of snow. We're supposed to get another ten to twenty cm between today and tomorrow and I have to be in town tomorrow! We're having a pole dance competition and the winner gets a free pole, which costs LOTSA money.

Boo on snow.

I'm Existing In: the couch
I'm Feeling: hungryhungry
I'm Dancing To: You Found Me - The Fray
05 December 2007 @ 11:52 am

Credit goes to oohlala
I'm Existing In: home
I'm Feeling: chipperchipper
I'm Dancing To: Boy With A Coin - Iron and Wine
10 April 2007 @ 06:00 pm
So, I give up.

AIM will not work.


Never ever.

I even un-installed it, and then attempted to re-install, and it says it's still having trouble finding a connection.

Which doesn't make any bloody sense, because I'm /on/ the internet right /now/, which means I'm /connected/, you stupid-faced-peice-of-crap-computer!


In other news, life is OK. I'm fully aware of Cute-Boys existance and the fact that he may be the one card I need to play in order to show Iain that I am, in fact, the one that got away; and that I could care less if he still has feelings for me, because 'I don't know' and 'I don't want to hurt you again' are stupid answers that I will not stand for.

Had me. Lost me. Sorry - no more chances.

In any case, Cute-Boy is uber cute, as his name portrays, and I'm totally willing to pursue. And heck, even if nothing happens, I've always been one for the chase. I'm just happy that I found someone new to squee over.

Anyway, I should really, really go study for my test - which has been miraculously put-off twice. I think I might actually go do that. Fancy that!

Peace! <3

EDIT: I just realized that people don't know who Cute-Boy is! *gasp* Well, he's one of the stock-boys at my work, and he often walks by the deli and looks gorgeous while doing so. The other day he tossed a twig at my back and then blushed and pretended he didn't do it. Somewhat primative and immature way of flirting - but I couldn't resist. :D
I'm Feeling: cheerfulcheerful
I'm Dancing To: Ms. Genova - Tinfoil Phoenix
I. Am so. Bloody. Busy.


It's driving me mental. As of two months go, I could easily spend my weekend doing nothing. But now, with my job, and friends pulling at me, and homework, and parentals, I can hardly get a nights sleep that lasts more than six hours.

And the thing that really bugs me about that it the fact that I've been wanting to post on LJ for days now, and I haven't gotten the chance. Or that I can't wait to have my first back-from-hiatus SPEW chat, but the rest of my day is pretty much blown on things I just /have/ to get done. I used to feel like I had no RL. Now, I just want to get away from it.

Which is why I'm planning on burying myself in a new fic. >.>

I casually mentioned it months and months ago, and then pushed it aside. But suddenly, it's all I want to think about. I've over-hauled the first chapter, and I really want to start fleshing out the plot. I haven't had this much enthusiasm over a fic in ages - and I've missed it.

But, unlike 'If Loving Meant Living' - which has been sadly ignored for a very long time - I think I'm going to get at least six or seven chapters done with before I even think about posting the first one. I always feel bad when it's been a month since I updated and I have an old reviewer asking me if I'm ever going to update. (To which the answer, for the above fic, has been no. I'm just not in the right mood-set to write that fic. It has a certain way it /has/ to go - and if I were to write it right now, or anytime soon, the outcome would be absolutely disastrous.)

In any case, for anyone who's been wondering why I have yet to pop onto AIM, I do plan on getting there when I can. I just need to search my closet for some time. :)
I'm Feeling: hopefulhopeful
I'm Dancing To: Into The Ocean - Blue October