What the f-ing F is up with everyone and their sitcom sister saying "wow factor"? Like, what? Where did this come from, and why in God's name, why???
I don't know why it grates on my so, but Lord have mercy, quit it! Commercials; "Now, that's what I call the wow factor", stupid storage wars (which I completely loved for approximately 47 seconds, then I was SO over it), my beloved Say Yes to the Dress (don't judge me, at least I've gotten over bawling like a little girl every time one of the women says yes).
We need to shut this down people. Who in the world wants to sound like Darryl from Storage Wars (yuuuuuuuuuup)? We should, together, aim to sound like Tina Fey, or Lewis Black or even frigging Maury Povich.
I'll wow your factor in a minute.
In other news, it turns out that my first love, Wheels from Degrassi, kicked it. Five years ago. How is it that I know from minute to minute how many lawsuits Lindsay Lohan has against her, yet we don't know it when a Canadian Legend (in my mind) buys the farm? Ah Wheels, we hardly knew ye.
I met him once, when I was like 12. I was in such an awestruck love haze, your friend The Help was unable to speak in his presence. True story.
The Help
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
I am the best girlfriend ever
You know why? Not for expensive gifts or daring public proclimations. Let me tell you why; today, even though I FRIGGING HATE IT, I did the dishes. That right there, is love.
Someone just set off a bunch of fireworks outside my apartment building. I mean, jeeze, what a show off. Maybe their song is that Katy Perry one where her boobs shoot out sparklers. Or when they are Hershey's kisses, or something equally strange that makes her boobs into not boobs. It's hard to keep track.
So the whole school thing. This is gonna be my last discussion on the failed course....thing is, I was taking the fail personally. Yes, it's a shitty, shitty bump in the road that does affect my life. But it doesn't need to ruin it. The battle is lost, but I'm gonna OWN the war.
My darling's dad dying, that's big drops. A failed course is a small drop in the bucket. So I'm checking my ego, and getting the frak over it. I've been sleeping better since I've decided to get over it.
Next week, for the first time, The Help is going to Yellowknife. I know it seems weird to be going sideways instead of down for my brief vacation time, but I couldn't be more excited. Shoppers drug mart is in sight. As are dear friends, walmart, TREES, and I'm really hoping a good deli.
My last word for today - you don't need to be in a relationship for an awesome Valentine's day. Check out designer shoe warehouse. (heh, you thought I was gonna say something about masturbation, didn't you?)
The Help
Someone just set off a bunch of fireworks outside my apartment building. I mean, jeeze, what a show off. Maybe their song is that Katy Perry one where her boobs shoot out sparklers. Or when they are Hershey's kisses, or something equally strange that makes her boobs into not boobs. It's hard to keep track.
So the whole school thing. This is gonna be my last discussion on the failed course....thing is, I was taking the fail personally. Yes, it's a shitty, shitty bump in the road that does affect my life. But it doesn't need to ruin it. The battle is lost, but I'm gonna OWN the war.
My darling's dad dying, that's big drops. A failed course is a small drop in the bucket. So I'm checking my ego, and getting the frak over it. I've been sleeping better since I've decided to get over it.
Next week, for the first time, The Help is going to Yellowknife. I know it seems weird to be going sideways instead of down for my brief vacation time, but I couldn't be more excited. Shoppers drug mart is in sight. As are dear friends, walmart, TREES, and I'm really hoping a good deli.
My last word for today - you don't need to be in a relationship for an awesome Valentine's day. Check out designer shoe warehouse. (heh, you thought I was gonna say something about masturbation, didn't you?)
The Help
Monday, February 13, 2012
Hearts, Cupid and etc.
Do you believe in Valentine's Day? Well, I suppose that's the wrong way to pose the question, cause the day exists whether we believe or not. I guess what I'm really asking is, do you celebrate? Is it important to you?
Many moons ago, when I was working on my first degree (a very profitable double major of folklore and English) I did a little paper on Valentine's day, had a look back at the history of, the things people do, that kind of thing. I also did a survey of about 60 people, asking what they did, and if they knew the story of Valentine's day. Turned out that not one person knew why, but they all celebrated, by purchasing gifts or cards. Even the people who didn't celebrate, celebrated in some way (me and some friends used to have an anti-valentines - horror movies and cake in the shape of a broken heart).
This year is the first Valentine's for my darling and me. Last year he was in Ontario whilst I was here in Nunavut, and the funny thing is, it turns out we both feel the same way about the day. That it's pretty much foolishness.
We still gave each other gifts, but really, it was because we enjoy giving each other gifts. My darling gave me an ice cream maker. Boom. I'm currently eating my first ever batch of ice cream, raspberry chocolate. I am going to get so much fatter.
Here is a list of things we're going to do tomorrow, for Valentine's day:
4. Eat schwarma. Seems like a good tradition to me.
3. Eat the second ever batch of ice cream (that would be triple chocolate. yes, you should be jealous).
2. NOT give each other $9 cards from northmart.
1. Watch a series of particularly gory zombie flicks.
Right?
The Help
Many moons ago, when I was working on my first degree (a very profitable double major of folklore and English) I did a little paper on Valentine's day, had a look back at the history of, the things people do, that kind of thing. I also did a survey of about 60 people, asking what they did, and if they knew the story of Valentine's day. Turned out that not one person knew why, but they all celebrated, by purchasing gifts or cards. Even the people who didn't celebrate, celebrated in some way (me and some friends used to have an anti-valentines - horror movies and cake in the shape of a broken heart).
This year is the first Valentine's for my darling and me. Last year he was in Ontario whilst I was here in Nunavut, and the funny thing is, it turns out we both feel the same way about the day. That it's pretty much foolishness.
We still gave each other gifts, but really, it was because we enjoy giving each other gifts. My darling gave me an ice cream maker. Boom. I'm currently eating my first ever batch of ice cream, raspberry chocolate. I am going to get so much fatter.
Here is a list of things we're going to do tomorrow, for Valentine's day:
4. Eat schwarma. Seems like a good tradition to me.
3. Eat the second ever batch of ice cream (that would be triple chocolate. yes, you should be jealous).
2. NOT give each other $9 cards from northmart.
1. Watch a series of particularly gory zombie flicks.
Right?
The Help
Monday, January 30, 2012
Ok, we're gonna pump the brakes a little here
Maybe I've said too much. I kinda use this as a forum for talking about whats going on with me, the north, school....I try to be honest and funny, that's the only thing I really aim for, honest and funny.
Judging by the emails and comments, I've spent too much time bitching. I'm gonna clear up a few things, and then I'm going to take a little time off and figure out where I'm headed with the whole blog thing.
I have a head cold - I will probably survive it. It's not too surprising that I'm sick as I spend so much time around sick people. With the whole nursing school thing.
Most of the time, I'm ok with how I look. I am generally healthy and happy, and really, what else is there? I like food.
The insomnia - this has been a lifelong issue. Lifelong people, so while it sucks, I will, again, probably survive it. I know the reasons I can't sleep, and none are reasons I'm gonna share here.
I've been going through a hard time, with the whole school situation, and a recent death in the family that I was unable to return home for, and the dark and the cold. At the same time, most of my posts are tempered with the good as well as the bad. Or I thought they were.
So thanks to everyone who has written or commented, but a needy, negative person is not who I am, and not who I want to portray here.
Judging by the emails and comments, I've spent too much time bitching. I'm gonna clear up a few things, and then I'm going to take a little time off and figure out where I'm headed with the whole blog thing.
I have a head cold - I will probably survive it. It's not too surprising that I'm sick as I spend so much time around sick people. With the whole nursing school thing.
Most of the time, I'm ok with how I look. I am generally healthy and happy, and really, what else is there? I like food.
The insomnia - this has been a lifelong issue. Lifelong people, so while it sucks, I will, again, probably survive it. I know the reasons I can't sleep, and none are reasons I'm gonna share here.
I've been going through a hard time, with the whole school situation, and a recent death in the family that I was unable to return home for, and the dark and the cold. At the same time, most of my posts are tempered with the good as well as the bad. Or I thought they were.
So thanks to everyone who has written or commented, but a needy, negative person is not who I am, and not who I want to portray here.
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Theme of the day: Out of sorts
I'm feelin' pretty weird. Beyond this brutal head cold (my second one since new years, for real), I've been having a bitch of a time sleeping. Not sleeping sucks, and I must admit, I'm like a pro at not sleeping. I'm a master insomnier.
Imagine, if you will, your friend The Help, lying in bed at 5 in the am, staring at her sleeping soundly partner, muttering under her breath about how SOME people have it SO easy, and can sleep all the night through.
He is actually pretty amazing, I've seen him fall asleep mid-word, let alone mid-sentence.
I called in sick to work today, something I never, ever do. I was totally ready to go, got out of bed, got in the shower, and immediately got back out of the shower and called my manager. I was afraid of doing a Demi Moore impression in the shower (too soon?).
I may have just sneezed out the last of my brains.
The Help
Imagine, if you will, your friend The Help, lying in bed at 5 in the am, staring at her sleeping soundly partner, muttering under her breath about how SOME people have it SO easy, and can sleep all the night through.
He is actually pretty amazing, I've seen him fall asleep mid-word, let alone mid-sentence.
I called in sick to work today, something I never, ever do. I was totally ready to go, got out of bed, got in the shower, and immediately got back out of the shower and called my manager. I was afraid of doing a Demi Moore impression in the shower (too soon?).
I may have just sneezed out the last of my brains.
The Help
Saturday, January 28, 2012
And a happy Saturday to me
Two things:
1. I'm totally sick, again. It's a confusing cold too, cause I feel dried out like an apricot, but my nose has been running like a faucet. Perplexing. Very perplexing.
2. I made and tasted my first ever creme brulee this very evening. how did I live before??
1. I'm totally sick, again. It's a confusing cold too, cause I feel dried out like an apricot, but my nose has been running like a faucet. Perplexing. Very perplexing.
2. I made and tasted my first ever creme brulee this very evening. how did I live before??
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