tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31390432007-06-22T04:40:17.779-07:00The Meandering MindMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.comBlogger510125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139043.post-1094268761545952602004-09-03T20:31:00.000-07:002004-09-03T20:32:41.546-07:00Okay, http://www.potterpuppetpals.com/sexy.swf" this is the most awesome thing ever.
Professor Snape is too sexy for his shirt. Mmhmm.
Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139043.post-1092969528018130022004-08-19T19:36:00.000-07:002004-08-19T19:38:48.016-07:00Huh, a girl I went to elementary school with is competing in gymnastics at the Olympics. Just watched her fall off the parallel bars before I realized who she was. (Okay she's five years younger than I am, so I didn't so much go to school with her, but hey, it's still odd to see her on TV.)
Aren't you excited that I'm blogging again? The wit, the wisdom. Ooh.
Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139043.post-1092967284515212212004-08-19T19:00:00.000-07:002004-08-19T19:01:24.516-07:00Couldn't be bothered to come up with a new template, but I couldn't stand the broken image link and ugliness, so I've got this temporarily.
Now I'm going to be distracted by the novelty of blogging again and let my dinner burn.
Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139043.post-1088143088541816132004-06-24T22:50:00.000-07:002004-06-24T22:58:08.540-07:00I suddenly had the urge to read "A Child's Christmas in Scarborough" today (really, I wanted to hear it, but I figured I wouldn't have much luck finding an audio version)... I can remember listening to it on the CBC years ago and thinking it was hilarious. Though maybe it was just the delivery? Anyway.
So I did a search, but the only link I could find was this... and it's only because I reallyMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139043.post-1087337488489534472004-06-15T15:03:00.000-07:002004-06-15T15:11:28.490-07:00I hate transit.
Boyfriend lives about a 15-20 minute drive away. To get there by transit, I have to:
1) walk to bus stop (10 minutes)
2) bus to skytrain station (5 minutes)
3) take the skytrain one stop (5 minutes)
4) take another bus (10 minutes)
5) transfer to another bus (15 minutes)
6) walk to his place (10 minutes)
= skytrain and 3 buses for a total of almost an hour (assuming Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139043.post-1087234324016589122004-06-14T10:28:00.000-07:002004-08-19T19:40:31.916-07:00Fun toy...
create your own visited country map
Just Europe:
And United States:
Ahhhh.... want to go travelling.
I like driving better than flying cause then all of the red bits are connected {g}.
Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139043.post-1086279994417854562004-06-03T09:24:00.000-07:002004-06-03T09:26:34.416-07:00Okay, so it's not sex and death...
This claims that worms are a symbol of weakness and negativity. Or poor health.
Hm.
Or maybe my brain just wants to give me the most revolting dreams possible. Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139043.post-108627986452605552004-06-03T09:16:00.000-07:002004-06-03T09:24:24.526-07:00I woke up this morning feeling both relieved and grossed out because I had a dream about worms coming out of my skin (possibly because of the maggot incident -- see below). (The relief came at the realization that it was just a dream, and that I wouldn't have to rush myself to the doctor for decontamination/worm-extraction.)
BLEARGH.
And then as I was lying there still half-asleep, I Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139043.post-1086041480166243972004-05-31T15:06:00.000-07:002004-05-31T15:11:20.166-07:00Had to go to the dentist this morning. It sucks that while I was going to school, I had dental coverage, but no time to go to the dentist... now I have all the time in the world and no coverage. Bah.
It was my first "real" filling today. I've never had the freezing before; it made my legs go all twitchy cause of the needle. The dentist freaked me out a bit too, when he was going to try to do Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139043.post-1086029133631944642004-05-31T11:44:00.000-07:002004-05-31T11:45:33.630-07:00School officially finished on Friday, and I just forgot how to spell "floor".
I'm getting stupider already.Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139043.post-1085678824991687292004-05-27T10:22:00.000-07:002004-05-27T10:27:04.990-07:00Ew ew ew...
Got home late last night and went to grab a snack... pulled out the rice cakes and took one out of the bag. They come in two sealed packages (half the rice cakes in one, half in the other), and when I took the second package out of the bag to open it, I noticed there was some dust or grit or something on the outside of it. Wiped it off my fingers, then took a closer look at the Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139043.post-1085612301687044162004-05-26T15:47:00.000-07:002004-05-26T15:58:56.550-07:00Went to see Sondre Lerche last night. Had barely heard any of his songs before (and had to buy the ticket by asking for a ticket for "Sondre whatsisname" cause I didn't know how to pronounce it) so I felt like a bit of faker, surrounded by all the drooling fangirls and boys, but it was very fun. When he came out onstage, I discovered that I had seen the tail end of an interview with him on Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139043.post-1085098453179575462004-05-20T17:06:00.000-07:002004-05-20T17:14:13.180-07:00Bored bored bored...
Blah...
Why is it easier to motivate other people than to make myself do anything?
Did have a bit of excitement yesterday though -- something screwy's going on at work (not the exciting related-to-my-education work, but the same-old-job-I-can-always-fall-back-on work) and somehow, the people working on Monday managed to lose $400.
$200 of it was supposedly paid byMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139043.post-1084491876080277642004-05-13T16:39:00.000-07:002004-05-13T16:44:36.080-07:00Hm, don't know if I don't like the new Blogger just because I'm not used to it yet, or if it's because it really is a little annoying. Ah well.
Don't know what to do with myself today. My plan was to do a bunch of errands, including putting together a demo reel to submit for a camera contest, but I just don't feel like doing anything. Doesn't help that both my heels are blistered (stupid work Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139043.post-1083305593937621442004-04-29T23:13:00.000-07:002004-04-29T23:16:20.716-07:00I've been a little busy.
(see below)
(also lazy => no blogging for over a month)
I just realized today that it's been 2 years since my Europe trip. *sigh* Can't believe it.
Also can't believe I spent SO MUCH MONEY to do it! It was worth it, of course, but... so much money.
*sigh* Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139043.post-1080009551879559872004-03-22T18:39:00.000-08:002004-03-22T18:41:40.046-08:00Hm.
So last week I was panicking a bit cause there's only about two months left of school, and I hadn't yet called anyone to try to set up the required 4 week practicum. I called one of the local TV stations and managed to get in with them, which was exciting.
Then I get a call from a guy I've done a little bit of work for, a guy who does a small TV show. He'd said he'd call me this spring Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139043.post-1079505776123352072004-03-16T22:42:00.000-08:002004-03-16T22:45:18.420-08:00Whoa... okay, I'm not a big fan of scary movies (well, actually I'm a big wuss, so I haven't seen many) but we went to see The Eye tonight, and man.
Not the greatest dialogue of all time (though it's hard to tell with subtitles) and yes, the cute doctor subplot was incredibly cheesy, but oh, so very scary.
Face in train window? *shudder*
Old lady in hallway? *shudder*
Man in elevator?Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139043.post-1078734140989940892004-03-08T00:22:00.000-08:002004-03-08T00:24:43.826-08:00"Maybe I'll get a son who will finish his cottage cheese."
Hee. I love Arrested Development. (Ugh, website's bleh though.)
Can't believe Fox hasn't cancelled it yet. *knocks on wood*Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139043.post-1078380306335611312004-03-03T22:05:00.000-08:002004-03-03T22:07:16.140-08:00Mmm, cold tea and stale salt and vinegar chips.
Really not a bad combination.Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139043.post-1075705749232128332004-02-01T23:09:00.000-08:002004-02-01T23:10:47.920-08:00Just watched Queer Eye for the first time... (yes, even though I'm mildly addicted to make-over/home-improvement shows, it's taken me this long to finally see it) and it's really quite amusing. Some useful tips, too.
Although I'm not sure I'd be comfortable dating a guy who used more face and hair products than I do.Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139043.post-1075602117592189842004-01-31T18:21:00.000-08:002004-01-31T18:23:34.903-08:00Can't even remember the last time I posted the results of a quiz, but this was too good... (got it from sarah)
Your future occupation by meteoricYour nameYour future occupationRuler of the WorldYearly income$731,758Hours per week you work49EducationUp to 4 years of collegeCreated with quill18's MemeGen 2.0!Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139043.post-1075470968330892772004-01-30T05:56:00.000-08:002004-01-30T05:57:43.670-08:00Wow, I think this is the most productive I've been before noon since... can't remember when. And it's not even 6am yet. Woo!
The storm this morning woke me up, and I couldn't get back to sleep because of all of the info from last night's technical survey (we're shooting our next production in a comedy club) floating around in my head. So I did a bunch of planning, wrote a bunch of notes and Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139043.post-1074742093124338652004-01-21T19:28:00.000-08:002004-01-21T19:33:51.560-08:00I'm looking forward to an exciting night of group politics tonight. *sigh*
I'm enjoying these two weeks off though. Okay, so it's not technically two weeks off.... two weeks of being "self-directed".
So far, I've done some major room cleaning (probably threw out 4-5 garbage bags worth of stuff), tried to figure out some kind of exercise regime for myself, reorganized a bunch of papers... Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139043.post-1074501137261776002004-01-19T00:32:00.000-08:002004-01-19T00:34:00.640-08:00Actually, this is the worst part:
"And remember, each time you do a Turducken it gets easier; it doesn’t take magical cooking abilities, it just takes care. What is magical is the way people eating your Turducken will feel about your food!"Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139043.post-1074501106435012772004-01-19T00:31:00.000-08:002004-01-19T00:33:10.936-08:00Um... bleah?
I don't know what's worse, the idea of it, or what it's called :PMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16360443342200056994noreply@blogger.com