When there is nothing left to burn, you must set yourself on fire
Yesterday was better than today, but not by much.I kissed you in a style Clark Gable would've admired
Today is kicking to much ass, guys! I hope you're having a beautiful day as well.
It's just one of those days where everything goes swimmingly.
Work is still work, but it's great for Work Standards.
It's gorgeous if not disgustingly hot and sunny outside.
I scored a sweet scarf and cheap shades from my favorite vintage shop, Vintage Glory.
The cute boy at Ragpickers offered to keep the store open past 6pm so I could go and shop at my convenience once I was done at the gym (how sweet is that?!) I'm not taking him up on it but the gesture was so cute!
We got free (low-fat!) ice cream at the office.
I have a killer workout ahead of me which (lame) is one of the highlights of my week.
Ty is making me slow-cooker beef sandwiches on home-made bread for dinner.
I have been listening to The Bird and The Bee all day. Especially this song.
And I have this sweet pith-esque helmet and a stupid expression:
Enjoy your day dears! xo
I make me so damn easy to love
Since I moved out of The Village into West Broadway a few months ago I've honestly been a bit more concerned than I usually would be about walking home. I live on a very nice, quiet street, but there's something to be said for the comfort that living in one of the busiest neighborhoods offers; there were always oodles of people around at any time of night, which made me feel safe. I love my quiet street and cute apartment, but I honestly get a bit nervous walking home sometimes when it's just me and the old elm trees.That being said, it was a pleasant surprise when I received a cute personal alarm from ila security in the mail yesterday.
It's called the ila Dusk, and it basically looks like something you'd use on your car (but with a super cute pattern); it's a little rectangle of plastic with a chain on the end that, when pulled out, emits a super high-pitched noise that sounds like a woman screaming. The sound is 130dB which (according to Wikipedia) is enough to cause hearing damage and it louder than an ambulance siren. It shocked the hell out of me when I pulled out the chain, and I was expecting it! Basically it's a shock mechanism in case you're attacked, which in gives you time to run or call for help while your attacker is stunned.I've been messing around with it for a while now and had it in my purse all day while I was at work and then running errands afterward to try and see how easily the chain would come out -let's get serious, I wouldn't carry around something that might start shrieking when I drop my bag on the ground- and you definitely need to give the chain a strong yank in order to pull it out, which reassured me that it won't interrupt a dinner conversation or scare someone on the bus at random.
It's funny that I received this when I did because I was chatting with a female co-worker about my age about staying safe in the downtown area and she was saying that she was trying to get her hands on some mace or something. Honestly I feel a lot more confident (and safe) carrying something that can't be used against me, such as mace or a knife or anything like that. Plus it's pretty cheap, I looked into it and they're about £19.50 which is $30, so what is there to say no to?
Obviously I hope that nothing ever happens to me (or you!) but it's always good to have a little extra help in case a bad situation arises, don't you think?
If a double-decker bus crashes into us
One of the things that annoys me most in life is when adults (people older than I am) act more immaturely than I do. Like, instead of admitting that I made a valid and well-spoken point (which I did) they choose to explode on me and say I am being disrespectful (I wasn't), and then when I don't respond proceed to send me an email claiming "you're so selfish, you never call me!".It's frustrating because I expect better from people, but I guess I shouldn't. Not everyone can learn to argue and actually get somewhere with it.
Luckily it wasn't anything that a (cheap!) trim of the 'ol hairdo and a phone call to Grandma S. couldn't fix. Honestly that woman lights up my life.
It's muggy as hell outside and I could be out playing in it; but I think a date with the internet and my air conditioner is a lot more appealing tonight; it's been a while since I had some time to myself.
Yay Tuesdays.
You took a white orchid turned it blue
Recovering from sunburn on my back, bum, thighs and the backs of my knees from the past weekend; I've been feeling pretty yucky physically and I blame over-exposure to sunlight while being dehydrated aka only drinking beer. As I said to my aunt via email today "aah, to be young and stupid. Lessons learned." Today was spent sleeping away nausea and general dizziness and discomfort.Needless to say, camping happened over the weekend. It was amazing; we went swimming in the lake in the middle of the night and for some reason it was one of the best experiences ever; we drank way too much shitty beer and ate steak and cheap potato salad and it was wonderful.
In the wee hours of the morning I woke up to rain drops on my forehead. Ty hadn't put the cover over the tent to try and keep the air circulating better, and it hadn't been cloudy when we went to sleep. Well in the two seconds it took for Ty to open his eyes it was pouring rain and he had to run outside in the downpour and toss the cover over the tent. We lay together and fell back asleep to the sounds of the thunder and lightning. I now have a new appreciation for thunderstorms now that I've experienced one in a tent.
The next morning we woke up to find that slugs had taken over our campsite and were feasting on a bag of Doritos someone left out the night before.
Rough Morning Slug Alyson.
Jason managed to bring a can of beans but no can opener, so we had a good time watching him bang keys into the top of the can with various objects in order to get at the tasty goodness inside.And yes, he did finally open it.
Ty and I have been discussing getting couple-type photos that have a Jack and Meg White feel to them via FaceBook chat; I can definitely get behind that.
You might find that you are stronger
Yesterday was Canada Day and in this picture Alex-Lee is definitely biting my head while I do a toss-up of the 'ol Wesside.Many, many beers on the patio at The Academy were had.
It was blindingly hot and sunny out and I am slightly sun burnt.
It was a perfect day.
Hopefully I'll have the pictures tossed up on the Internet sometime soon but I'm buying a new lens (no biggie, calm down), hitting up an RPM class with Candice (my thighs!), having lunch and then going camping up at Grand Beach tonight so I'm out for now.
I need more hours in the day, seriously.
Enjoy your weekend, home slices!
With fingernails that shine like justice
Four-day weekend that starts in less than four hours deserves some skin and fur in this post; all it needs is tits and we'd be set. On-and-off week honestly; maybe it's been the weather or my hormones or what but it's finally (almost) over and my regular level of excitement and happiness is starting to get back to normal.
Last night I had a nightmare about being fired from my job because I slept in and couldn't get in touch with my boss, and when I woke up I went to go look at the clock in terror to see if it was true... and there was no display on my digital alarm clock. What?! I then realized my entire room was pitch-black, not lit up by my usual computer lights. It took a few minutes for me to realize I wasn't still dreaming and I woke up Gord to have him discover a fuse had randomly blown and half the apartment had no electricity. It does now (thanks Gord!) but it was beyond weird; I didn't sleep well afterward and had more strange dreams.
However the weekend approaches and it's filled with Canada Day, camping, a house party, potentially going tubing and lots more. Oh, and sleep if I can squeeze in some somewhere.
Aah who am I kidding. I'll sleep when I'm dead.
It comes and goes
It's pretty safe to say I have become steadily more and more obsessed with Phoenix the uber-trendy band du jour. In particular remix of their song Liztomania off their amazing Wolfgang Amadeus Phoenix album. Check 'em out.
The weekend was out of control; there was a party in PlaP that we ditched because I (unlike some people) have issues with a promoter whose solution to a poorly-planned/executed party is to break into some buildings on the property.
As my friend who called me and advised us not to continue driving out there said "that's sketch, sketch, sketch". I've consequently recieved a slew of people crawling up my ass about my disdain for that course of action and stating "that's the scene you are supporting".
No. I support the music and people that do the best that they can, not sketchbags who think they can throw a party and pull dumb shit like that. I know some suberbly talented people who bust their asses to ensure that every party and event goes off as smoothly as possible. Accidents happen and sometimes things get broken but for the promoter to actively turn to breaking and entering as a means to solve a problem they created by being negligent is just something I can't get behind.
Am I wrong here? Seriously.
Friend is a four-letter word
Gord (roommate) is back in town now.It's weird, having someone else who lives here. I've lived by myself for the last year and it's a little different having another person around.
Though... I like it. It'd chill and fun, and no-pressure. I'm glad I decided to live with a guy instead of a girl. This feels like it is, somehow, easier?
I like it.
You drink the money left to pay all the bills
The best kinds of parties are ones that involve cheap beer, bacon, and video games; last night I happened to be fortunate enough to attend a party that boasted all three! The beer was Standard (as always), the bacon was sizzlin', and games were oldschool (NHL '94 on the Sega Genesis). Just the way I like things.I'm feeling guilty about staying in on a night to myself but my whole body aches from this killer leg/core circuit Ty and I have been doing at the gym and I actually pulled a muscle in my right thigh stepping up onto a curb. Don't worry, I'm stretching properly and stuff (warm-ups, cool-downs) but sitting in this chair is definitely preferable to being out and about right now.
I wish today had been a Beach Day; I could go for some lounging around on the sand in the sun.
