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Change is gonna do me good
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This is what I had for lunch yesterday. It's called the "Osborne Branch" crepe and it has chicken and bacon and cheese and Ranch dressing and all the stuff I don't usually eat which is why it was extra-good
and it was from this place called Kawaii Crepe and I'm in love with it
later on in the eve Ty went to the Planetarium 'cause he was VJing for this neat party so Jabez came over and we had 
after a jaunt to Tavern United for eats and more beers
after a jaunt to Tavern United for eats and more beersand a ridiculous story about a cat
we joined Cenquist, British Adrian his gf Rhonda and our latest addition to our little Twitter family Kenquist for more Half Pints at Lo Pub
where we debated heavy topics like politics
and The Internet
and watched Kenquist fail at trying to pick up some chick
because I told him that girls in white pants are slutty
which didn't help his chances
but is a statement I still stand by.
Eventually we all parted ways and they went to a hip-hop burlesque show (what?!) and Jabez and I continued on to the show Ty was doing: Yuri's Night: World Space Party where there was lots of beer, free pizza and space-type stuff
I spent way too much of the evening half-assedly hitting on the girl dressed up like Leeloo but can you blame me?
There was tons of cool stuff to do besides get yr drank on and eat free 'zah
like building your own race car out of little plastic parts and racing it
a mirror room with lasers that smelled like weed
visuals in the Planetarium from MrGhosty and FLAME WAR (aka Ty) and music courtesy of
Freaky Alien
Dial-Up
Lebeato
THE SHAKE
plus another bunch of djs in the main area with all the cool stuff so you could jam out while you learned about space
The Winnitron (!!!)
giant yellow things that let you talk to someone across the whole room
a thing that lets you make little tornadoes
movies about space
and a thing that lets you pretend to be on a spaceship:
Freaky Alien
Dial-Up
Lebeato
THE SHAKE
plus another bunch of djs in the main area with all the cool stuff so you could jam out while you learned about space
The Winnitron (!!!)
giant yellow things that let you talk to someone across the whole room
a thing that lets you make little tornadoes
movies about space
and a thing that lets you pretend to be on a spaceship:
you would have to be stupid to not love space after this evening.We'd build a tree fort in our yard
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One of the party leaders is the New Democratic Partys Jack Layton, who I think is fabulous.
Not just because he's a great public speaker, got drunk at The Olympics with his wife, rides his bike to work every day and is all-around awesome
but he also knows how to poke fun at himself
personally I'd prefer a Prime Minister who isn't a sociopathic robot.
Late at night the feelings rise to the surface
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Ty commented yesterday that we don't use our living room anymore and I guess that's true.In the past few weeks we've eaten dinner in there once, watched one awesome movie, and I defragged for an hour playing Fallout: New Vegas.
Right now is the season of six-to-eight-hour sessions glued to our respective computers.
He's working on visuals for the shows he's VJing at this month and I'm hammering, hammering, hammering away at this ridiculous Philosophy paper.
I'm at 10 of my required 12 pages but after seven hours of writing and referencing and cross-referencing Kierkegaard and Camus I've moved onto Sartre and my brain is mush.
I'll go over 12 pages for sure but I might loose my sanity in the process.
Two exams to go.
Then I am getting really, really, shitfaced drunk.
You make my dreams come true
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I'll tell you guys a dirty little secret of mine:
I'm the worst for getting my hair cut. It grows really quickly and I always need to get so much cut off and trimmed and it's such a hassle that I always push the envelope until my hair is out of control.
Luckily for me last week WagJag Winnipeg had a sweet deal for a wash, cut, style, highlight, deep conditioning treatment and manicure for a steal at fabulous VIXIN Salon and honestly I couldn't say no.
Let's just put it out there: the aesthetic of a salon is really important. I've gotten haircuts at some less-than-stellar locations and let me tell you, appearances aren't deceiving! Needless to say I was impressed with the way the salon looked from the start.There was even a super-cute little Shi Tzu puppy running around -adorable!
Since I'm bad (student poor) and dye my hair straight black all the time obviously I wasn't getting any highlights, but they were sweet enough to re-dye my hair a gorgeous, shiny new ebony black for me -thanks ladies!My stylist was unbelievable, she was so perky and chatty and really made the experience so much better, honestly I'm super neurotic and getting my hair cut really stresses me out, but she made it such a great experience and didn't even judge me when my eyes had an allergic reaction to my contact solution while I was there!
She dyed me and cut my hair like a pro, totally ignoring the fact that I looked like some sort of red-eyed monster the whole time. I wish I'd snagged her name but I think she gave me the wrong card (if you read this, hit me up with your name doll!)
Anyway, due to my dye issues and the fact that I love my longer hair, there wasn't much in the way to be done other than pamper myself and enjoy it.
However, I did make one slight adjustment:
Bangs!
I haven't had bangs like these in ages! Looking at that photo I feel very Gage-esque with them!
Needless to say it was a great experience, and a great way to wrap up my week in a Friday before going out with my friends. Unfortunately the manicurist was gone by the time my hair was done, but now that just means I get a free one when I go back -success!
Eyes wide open
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Hitler can't get Folk Fest tickets from Ryan Helbren on Vimeo.
One of these years I'm going to get my shit together and actually go to Folk Fest.
Until then, it's just me and Hitler freaking out.
It's like ten thousand spoons
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I had an exam today so I found myself a quiet spot to hang out and cram Sociology into my head for 5hrs before I had to go write that ish.And halfway through this chick comes and sits on the edge of my table
and starts talking to this dude as though I'm not clearly sitting there and studying
but I'm not rude and they were just chatting so I kept on recopying my notes on Max Weber for the zillionth time and trying to block 'em out with Beck
it was working, until this prof came up and said
OH HEY CLAIRE CAN I ASK YOU WHAT PROGRAM YOU WERE USING TO ACCESS THE WEBSITE LAST WEEK?
and she says OH I WAS USING FIREFOX WHY WAS THERE A PROBLEM?
and he says WELL I WAS JUST ASKING BECAUSE OF well you get the point they started all yell-talking and I'm sitting there surrounded by my papers and textbooks and cups of coffee thinking
can't these people see that I'm studying here?
so I take out my earphones and stare straight at the prof and he keeps looking at me and just going on talking using a volume usually restricted to rock concerts and finally I say
um... excuse me, I'm trying to study for my exam
and I'm getting the stink-eye from all of 'em as they walk away
because studying in a post-secondary institution is apparently unheard of.
These pictures of our stable justice
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We're reading The Blind Assassin in Lit and the embedded narrative is a girl and a guy and the story he tells her whenever they meet up, secretly, in slummy apartments or back rooms or park benches. They make verbal jabs at each other and play stupid mind games and before and sometimes after they've made love he tells her this story.
It's about other dimensions and aliens and sci-fi stuff but actually it's about the couple and the secret message the guy spends the whole novel -basically their whole time together- trying to tell her, dressed up with courtiers and sacrifice.
See, he's in love with her and wants to run away with her to anywhere but where they are so they can actually be together, but she doesn't seem to get it, either on purpose or because she's too busy trying to play the role she thinks she's supposed to be playing. He spends all this time telling her this story that's interesting and insightful but what he should really be saying, the whole time, is
IloveyouIloveyouIloveyou
but he doesn't. Maybe he can't.
It makes me sad and it makes me wonder why
and I think about how many people go through their lives being too afraid to tell the people that they love that they love 'em
until it's too late. until they can't.
for whatever reason
and I wonder what about Love with a Capital L scares people so much
maybe we love the wrong people
maybe we don't love ourselves enough
maybe we're just not programmed to do it
maybe it's all just made up
maybe love is actually just a dressed-up story
but I'd rather not think that.
Can't get shot in the back if you don't run
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Sometimes you listen to something a million times
maybe it's on in the background
or maybe you weren't really listening before
but then one time
you listen to it.
This is one of those songs.
Wow.
Spending my evening glued to my iMac.
having walked around in Oxfords all afternoon in the sunshine
drank too much coffee
let the wind blow up my dress
it wasn't so cold today.
and I felt warmer on the inside than I have in weeks.
not just in my muscles
but in my heart
I've been stressed out for no reason
at least I think?
In my chair, as I sit back smiling from ear to ear
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I hope I get back to blogging more once my exams and papers are all done.I hope I feel rested, just once, this week.
I hope dinner and wine with Candice goes well tonight
I hope I don't eff up the sauerbraten or the brussels sprouts
I hope I get lucky afterward (with Ty, silly)
I hope things in Lybia don't get worse
I hope those kidnapped European cyclists are okay
I hope Elizabeth Taylor Rests in Peace
and
I hope Japan gets better soon
'cause the world needs more stuff like this
