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Only a few more days until I leave for my best friend’s wedding.  You’d think I’d be getting more done in preparation, but I apparently believe the next two evenings will be sufficient. Ha.  All I need to do, really, is ironing, packing, cleaning.  Um, yeah.  My friends who are driving up with me will be getting here Tuesday evening.  Tomorrow evening I’m supposed to finish my homework assignment for the next week (or, at least, get a good start on it).

Well.  It’ll all get done.  In the meantime, I’m having a beer and watching lame-ass movies.

Speaking of not lame-as movies, I just watched 52 Tuesdays on Netflix.  If you haven’t seen it, watch it.  It was thought provoking, and I thought well done.

I’ve been coming across the term ‘boi’ more and more, and I’m beginning to think it may be a fit for me.  I’m still not sure I’ll adopt it, but I’m going to spend some time trying it on, tasting it, seeing how it feels.


This week has gone by swimmingly.  Ignoring certain aspects of it, that is.  But why focus on unpleasant parts when you can just ride the wave of fun?  I think my sayings are getting mixed up.  Not enough sleep, clearly.

I went to karaoke this week.  And dancing.  And tonight I’m going to a drag king show.  Please feel free to envy my life.

I admit I spent a fair amount of time today on the couch.  I took a nap during a movie–it’s really the only way I can convince my mind that it’s okay to take a nap.  Otherwise I lay down and immediately am overwhelmed by all the thoughts ever of what I ought to be doing instead.

Mmm. That’s all, I think.  I have a lot of other things going through my mind, but none of them are ready to commit to written word yet.


The fudge was a dismal failure.  I’ve never had something turn out quite that bad before–I’m inclined to blame the recipe, because I’ve successfully made many candy recipes in the past.  That’s okay, though.  There has to be a few food failures in life.

I spent the day in town yesterday with a friend.  It was great, despite the freezing cold weather.  We had coffee, shopped, ate mini donuts.  Then we watched Hedwig and the Angry Inch.  I feel as though its one of those movies you need to watch more than once to really get the feel of it.  But that to say, it was good.

I also made a fantastic biscotti recipe yesterday.  My lands it is good.

Do you know there are people out there who still haven’t seen V for Vendetta?  What a travesty.

I recently purchased a pair of boots with my friend, S, who purchased the same pair…  We’re boot twins.  I am going to wear them soon, because they are too cute to not wear soon.  And look!  Pom-poms, which are guaranteed to drive my kittens wild.

I’ve been sitting, staring at this screen for 10 minutes already.

A list of things I want to do in the area in which I live (NOT in any order of preference):

1. Go to my favourite pub, have beer & fries, maybe get a group together for trivia night.  (For real, I have fantasized about those fries.)
2. Visit my favourite beach.
3. Find a good Indian restaurant and remember to order Butter Chicken (so good) instead of Tandoori (which I can make myself).
4. Play on playgrounds (need better weather for this one).
5. Wish there were a cheap theatre like in Portland.
6. Visit my favourite antique shops.
7. Eat more crepes. (I love the place where I get them.)
8. Go dancing?  I’m not sure I even want to anymore… So… maybe.  But maybe not.
9. Find a job. (Wait a minute… how’d that find it’s way on here?)
10. Visit all the museums/houses/centers that my heart desires.

Okay, getting 10 was stretching it, but I like to have even amounts of things…  And making this list makes me wonder what I ever did with myself in times past.  I imagine it was a lot more of just random stuff.  Or I was just as boring then as I am now? ha ha

When my thesis is done, and I have a job, then I’ll be a real person again.  Right?


[Update: I would like to point out that my comforter is tucked in under the mattress in the above picture because otherwise the kittens burrow up under it and into my bed. Not because that’s how I would normally make my bed.]

I smoked a cigar tonight with my brother. He went out and bought a couple when he heard that it was one of the items on my 30 Before 30 list.  And then we stood outside in the cold, freezing our rear-ends off, smoking and talking.  The talking was good.  I’m not that impressed with cigars, and I have a feeling it will also be the last one I ever smoke…  It definitely felt like it coated my whole mouth. When I got home, I immediately brushed my teeth and made sure to use mouthwash.  I feel a bit better now.

I’m slightly anxious about the homework I’m not doing at the moment.

I’ve spent more money than I should. I’ve purchased five movies, a shirt and a pair of strappy-type heels.  Granted, I spent $17 total on the movies, $6 on the shirt and $15 on the heels, but still.  The heels are the type that real women wear.  I cry, I buy real heels… It’s true: I’m completely a woman.  And the heels scare me, but I can’t wait to try them out.  I just need an occasion.

The shirt, also, was too funny to pass up. It says, “I love my boyfriend.”  (Actually, it doesn’t say “love,” it has a heart.)  And I don’t have one, but I can’t help it. I think it will be great fun to wear, as a single gal.  Is that weird?

And finally, I doubt there will ever be a time when men don’t mystify me.

I’ve been “home” with the family since Wednesday night.  It’s been a pretty good trip so far.  I think I’ll be driving back this Thursday, but I might stay until Friday.  I’ll see how I feel when the time comes.  (The upside of only having myself to worry about: I can make decisions like that at the last minute and on a whim.)

Mom and I have made two puzzles so far, with one attempted and abandoned (I decided it was too hard for this trip).  It’s actually pretty relaxing, as I’ve been realizing.  Dad and I have watched some Top Gear together, at least, their top 40 count down.  Not the whole thing, but boy they are hilarious.  I really like that show.

We had Christmas eve lunch with my brother and his family.  He loves cooking for us, so that was pretty fun.  Hanging out with my nieces is also wonderful.  They all came over for Christmas dinner, which was also great.  This was one of the very few Christmases where there was zero fighting.  Praise be.  Maybe this is a new trend?  I can hope, right?   Anyway, on Christmas, I spent the day mostly in the kitchen with Mom, helping prepare the meal and helping clean up.  It’s nice being in the kitchen with someone other than myself.  And it’s a role I can fit with confidence.

I’ve had several opportunities to have the sound of football in the background, which is mostly nostalgic for me.  It’s the background to my growing up years.  And Dad, Mom and I have watched quite a number of movies together.  Best one so far was Red.  I highly recommend it: good action, good plot, and most importantly, clean!

Last week I saw some friends for a birthday.  Today I had an all day date with one of my good friends from home.  She and I went to Half Price Books (so good), had lunch, then watched the new Sherlock Holmes movie, which I also recommend.  I also recently found out that the nemesis, Professor Moriarty, was at least partially based off a real guy, Adam Worth.

I’ve also picked out a bunch of fabric and buttons to make some cup cozies (as I call them).  Plus I dug out the material for the apron I’ve been meaning to make (which I might still put off).  Now I just need to make the time to actually cut out the pieces and sew them together.

And, on top of all that, I still have made time to do homework.  Amazing, yes?


My free time has largely been filled with… you guessed it, baking!

Yesterday I made Orange Chocolate Buttermilk Scones and garlic naan (for my tandoori chicken).  Today I made truffles and pumpkin pie.  Not that I need this much food in my apartment, but it’s delightful nonetheless.  Real food wise, I made Praise the Lord Soup, which despite its corny name, is one of my favourite soups.  And it will feed me for several meals, which is what I’m looking for.

In between baking, cooking and eating, and sometimes concurrently, I’ve been watching movies.  I won’t confess how many I’ve seen in the past three days, but let me tell you that it is more than I usually watch in a month.  Ha!

Fear not, I have left my apartment a few times… I did have to go to the grocery and check the post.  And perhaps tomorrow or perhaps by Monday, I will start doing homework again.  But I felt like I deserved a few days rest and relaxation.


I think it’s possible that I can and should judge people on their movie recommendations.

I have had several folk tell me that I had to see at least one James Bond movie (as I never had), so this Saturday, with a group of friends, I watched Casino Royale.  First off, James Bond is a sleaze.  Second, the plot line sucks.  Third, what?  Fourth, and this quite possibly the worst part, I spent the first 30 minutes wondering why Daniel Craig seemed familiar… He is goofy looking with a monkey face.  And he reminded me of someone.  When I finally realized who, I almost didn’t finish watching the movie.  Yes, folks, Daniel Craig reminded me of my douche ex-boyfriend.  Funny how both were sleazy.  Or not funny.  Physical revulsion.  For real.

I have a few people in my life who I can trust to make movie recommendations.  And I think that  I need to stick to them from now on.  And I also think I should never watch a movie with that man in it again. Ugh.

I just watched the movie No Reservations, and for whatever reason, it made me realize just how much I desire a partner in life.  And not just that, but children.  And here I sit at 29 years old, and in my logical mind, I know I am not old, but I feel as if I am being passed by.  Or I am allowing life to pass me by.  Or something.  I’m mean, honestly, I was pretty close to just bawling my eyes out.  And at a movie, no less!  (What is happening to me?)

And I know this is becoming a frequent theme on my blog, so for that I apologize, but apparently it is hitting me hard lately.

Now I’m watching Rumor Has It which will probably make me feel also sad that I’m alone.  The dude just told Jennifer Aniston (to her cry that she doesn’t fit in with anyone) that she fits with him.  But who do I fit with??

I’m pathetic.

I was thinking about movies today.  There are two major divisions of movies, in my opinion.  One is the kind you want to watch by yourself, and the other is the kind you want to watch with another person.  I’m not sure what makes the distinction.

Last night I tried out the home community group I’ve been talking about.  I won’t be able to go again for a couple weeks because I’ll be out of town, but I had a delightful time.  I knew four other people there, which was great, and the others seemed really friendly.  It wasn’t a normal meeting, as during the summer they’re just social gatherings, but I think it will be a good fit.  Although, at the end of the evening, a whole bunch of them ended up singing karaoke, which is never something I participate in, but it was quite enjoyable to observe.  It’s always interesting to see people in unexpected contexts.

Life has been taking some upward turns.  I like it.