21.5.04
Brrr
It’s so cold here in the studio today… the nice weather we had at the beginning of the week has been replaced with a chilly 15 degrees… I was playing the cardigans and Fiona Apple earlier but as I write… we’re Micheal Jacksoning out… Thriller always reminds me of Vincent Price at the end… Vincent Price reminds me of being 16 and hanging out with Jenn Dobbin… Teaching her how to smoke… taking acid (while carefully trying to plan to drop at the right time so that we could be remotely normal before we had to return home for our curfews) and oh yes… Dr. Goldfoot movies … that’s where the Vincent Price comes in… What a laugh.
Needless to say, all those naughty activities of my youth have been replaced by far more deviant behaviour… and sadly a lot less Dr. Goldfoot… Ho hum
Did I mention how fab it is, that next weekend is another bank holiday? I am mostly being impressed with this fact.
It’s so cold here in the studio today… the nice weather we had at the beginning of the week has been replaced with a chilly 15 degrees… I was playing the cardigans and Fiona Apple earlier but as I write… we’re Micheal Jacksoning out… Thriller always reminds me of Vincent Price at the end… Vincent Price reminds me of being 16 and hanging out with Jenn Dobbin… Teaching her how to smoke… taking acid (while carefully trying to plan to drop at the right time so that we could be remotely normal before we had to return home for our curfews) and oh yes… Dr. Goldfoot movies … that’s where the Vincent Price comes in… What a laugh.
Needless to say, all those naughty activities of my youth have been replaced by far more deviant behaviour… and sadly a lot less Dr. Goldfoot… Ho hum
Did I mention how fab it is, that next weekend is another bank holiday? I am mostly being impressed with this fact.
19.5.04
Ginger Joeys and beastie staples
I was in a meeting this morning in town with our big parent advertising agency and in the meeting with the English version of Joey from Friends… only difference being, was that he was slightly ginger… mad me giggle.
The sun is just belting it down here today, not a cloud in the sky. I spent 15 mins outside at lunch and caught loads of red!
Took the flatmate out for supper last night to celebrate her day of birthing… was so late and we were both so hungry we literally inhaled our meals and a bottle of bolle in a matter of 45 mins! It was nice. Getting up this morning… a bit less nice as I had to be in town for 9h10… a bit earlier than I’m accustomed to.
I so so so totally have the coolest mini stapler (yes I have an unnatural affinity for all that is stationary…) it’s called a ‘beastie’ and it’s ickle and green with yellow mouth and tail… it makes a very distinctive ‘arggh arghh’ noise when you use it. (okay that’s just me making the sound effect… but no joke, I’m unable to use it without making the sound to go along with it. Everyone should own one.
I was in a meeting this morning in town with our big parent advertising agency and in the meeting with the English version of Joey from Friends… only difference being, was that he was slightly ginger… mad me giggle.
The sun is just belting it down here today, not a cloud in the sky. I spent 15 mins outside at lunch and caught loads of red!
Took the flatmate out for supper last night to celebrate her day of birthing… was so late and we were both so hungry we literally inhaled our meals and a bottle of bolle in a matter of 45 mins! It was nice. Getting up this morning… a bit less nice as I had to be in town for 9h10… a bit earlier than I’m accustomed to.
I so so so totally have the coolest mini stapler (yes I have an unnatural affinity for all that is stationary…) it’s called a ‘beastie’ and it’s ickle and green with yellow mouth and tail… it makes a very distinctive ‘arggh arghh’ noise when you use it. (okay that’s just me making the sound effect… but no joke, I’m unable to use it without making the sound to go along with it. Everyone should own one.
18.5.04
So I figured…
That since everything in my life has changed lately I may as well give the old blog a bit of a facelift too! The most exciting thing about applying the new template is that you can now jump into the way back when machine and read all the very first entries that I made… Reading them is so surreal for me, as it seems like an absolute lifetime ago!
We’re having a bit of a preview of summer here in London… It was 25 yesterday and lovely… today it’s pretty much the same thing. I’m hoping that this sets the tune for the summer… cause with this new job I know there won’t be much room for time off… or travel so, the nicer it is here, the better!
Ah yes, today marks the 29th birthday of my lovely flatmate! HAPPY B’DAY miss B!
That since everything in my life has changed lately I may as well give the old blog a bit of a facelift too! The most exciting thing about applying the new template is that you can now jump into the way back when machine and read all the very first entries that I made… Reading them is so surreal for me, as it seems like an absolute lifetime ago!
We’re having a bit of a preview of summer here in London… It was 25 yesterday and lovely… today it’s pretty much the same thing. I’m hoping that this sets the tune for the summer… cause with this new job I know there won’t be much room for time off… or travel so, the nicer it is here, the better!
Ah yes, today marks the 29th birthday of my lovely flatmate! HAPPY B’DAY miss B!
17.5.04
You know how sometimes history repeats itself?
Well in my life I’ve got this history… back when I used to date boys… they had the tendency to disappear. Now a few of my friends joke with me and allude to me burying them in the garden under the deck… but seriously… there is no exaggerating here…
First occurrence - > 2nd year uni… was dating this guy named graydon… went home for the summer after uni finished for the year… went down on the train to visit him in his hometown just before heading off on a holiday in Europe with my sister… Upon my return everything was still kosher… and I then headed back down to Ottawa to find a flat with one of my mates… On the way back we stopped in at the bloke’s house for a visit and a quick catch up before heading back on the road to Toronto… Again all was good. However that was the last time I ever heard from said bloke… He Stopped ringing didn’t return my calls… and then ultimately didn’t return to Uni that fall…MIA!!!!
Second occurrence: 3rd year uni… was living in Lyon in France. Met this lovely guy that I fancied the pants off of (literally) His name was Sylvain. We started seeing each other casually for about 2 weeks… then there was a bit of drama as this guy I knew from home pitched up and of threw a spanner in the works… we got past that… then he promptly fell off the radar.
But the real disappearance thing was that even his friends hadn’t heard from him… he didn’t return anyone’s calls and didn’t have any contact with anyone anymore… months passed and all of a sudden he re-surfaced! Almost like he had never been away… Of course I was well weary of him as I was beginning to think that I had this talent in making people disappear… We hung out a bit more and wouldn’t you know it… not but a few weeks later in some sort of panic relating to military service, he was gone again…. This time it was forever… okay well at least until I left the city… I know that the story leans towards him falling off the radar because of the other guy situation but truly it was quite a non issue…
I have never managed to figure out what happened in either situation… no warning… no clues… I mean even their mates had no idea what happened to them! Am I so horrible? Nahh… I don’t think so, I just think it’s funny that it’s happened to me so often… perhaps I’m a bit reinvent of this all since I’m sort of starting off a new relationship… brings up old paranoias… perhaps the fact that the person in question as of late is a bit less than local… and a bit more male than the last few people I’ve dated… I tell you… there are a lot of new things going on in my life… I don’t know quite how to write it all down… or even if I should… ahhh feck it. You only live once right?
Well in my life I’ve got this history… back when I used to date boys… they had the tendency to disappear. Now a few of my friends joke with me and allude to me burying them in the garden under the deck… but seriously… there is no exaggerating here…
First occurrence - > 2nd year uni… was dating this guy named graydon… went home for the summer after uni finished for the year… went down on the train to visit him in his hometown just before heading off on a holiday in Europe with my sister… Upon my return everything was still kosher… and I then headed back down to Ottawa to find a flat with one of my mates… On the way back we stopped in at the bloke’s house for a visit and a quick catch up before heading back on the road to Toronto… Again all was good. However that was the last time I ever heard from said bloke… He Stopped ringing didn’t return my calls… and then ultimately didn’t return to Uni that fall…MIA!!!!
Second occurrence: 3rd year uni… was living in Lyon in France. Met this lovely guy that I fancied the pants off of (literally) His name was Sylvain. We started seeing each other casually for about 2 weeks… then there was a bit of drama as this guy I knew from home pitched up and of threw a spanner in the works… we got past that… then he promptly fell off the radar.
But the real disappearance thing was that even his friends hadn’t heard from him… he didn’t return anyone’s calls and didn’t have any contact with anyone anymore… months passed and all of a sudden he re-surfaced! Almost like he had never been away… Of course I was well weary of him as I was beginning to think that I had this talent in making people disappear… We hung out a bit more and wouldn’t you know it… not but a few weeks later in some sort of panic relating to military service, he was gone again…. This time it was forever… okay well at least until I left the city… I know that the story leans towards him falling off the radar because of the other guy situation but truly it was quite a non issue…
I have never managed to figure out what happened in either situation… no warning… no clues… I mean even their mates had no idea what happened to them! Am I so horrible? Nahh… I don’t think so, I just think it’s funny that it’s happened to me so often… perhaps I’m a bit reinvent of this all since I’m sort of starting off a new relationship… brings up old paranoias… perhaps the fact that the person in question as of late is a bit less than local… and a bit more male than the last few people I’ve dated… I tell you… there are a lot of new things going on in my life… I don’t know quite how to write it all down… or even if I should… ahhh feck it. You only live once right?
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