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I stand on painted tape

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One of my favorite things in the entire world is my computer chair from Ikea.

It’s called a “Skrüvsta” which is one of my favorite Ikea Words to say because the ü makes a fun feeling when it rolls off the tongue and puts me in touch with my tough German heritage.

I got it while I was living in Hamilton with my ex, if memory serves I bullied him into buying the chair with the faggy pattern on it instead of the solid black or white because most of our other Ikea furniture was black, and our apartment walls were off-white and I was going crazy.

I can’t live in a space dominated by shades.

I’m a primary-color sort of girl.

And so it came home with us and the Mikael desk and some shoots of bamboo in a glass vase.

My little hollowed-out egg-shaped chair.

It made the journey back to Winnipeg with me after the break-up, I had it shipped back with the rest of the furniture and I felt out of place sitting at a temporary desk and impromptu chair until it arrived.

The first thing I spotted coming out of the moving truck was its weird flower pattern with duckies made out of X’s.

I’ve spent many hours looking out my old bedroom window at my parents’ place from it, and wheeling around my living room in it since.

It’s a ridiculously comfortable place to sit with your legs crossed if you’ve got small bones like me. Especially good for when your toes get cold.

If I ever want to feel petite I just curl up inside the shell of my little round Skrüvsta.

It’s weird to say this about a piece of pre-fab furniture.

But it always feels like home.
 

Little red corvette

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This picture is a re-creation of what I look like now, at 11:23am on Friday December 18th, 2009.

There is a small piece of loose skin in my left nostril that is driving me crazy and I have been sitting at my desk rubbing various snot-drenched pieces of tissue around up there trying to dislodge it.
...

I just spent five minutes blankly staring at the Excel spreadsheet I'm working on and attempting to pick my nose through the tissue, but my nails aren't long enough to be effective.

It really hurts and is itchy and makes a weird whistling noise when I exhale.

I really want to pick my nose.

Ty said to me the other day

"people's noses were meant for picking, that's why our fingers fit up there"

and

"if people didn't pick their noses we probably would have evolved out of needing nostrils this size by now"

and we were drunk at the time, but it actually makes some sense.

 

Here's the map to my oubliette

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Last weekend marked Alyx's birthday party so you should prep yourself for some ridiculous bullshit, guys.
See?

My darling best friend... with a tutu and a strap-on.
And yet... it makes sense???
she and I spent the whole day shopping and hanging out together and eventually wound up back at her place to meet up with various others and partay.
You bet she took those in rapid succession.
My liver hurts just looking at these. Wow.
Big hearts!
Yay Gordon!!!
Back from Flin Flon, ridic hair and sweet new suit at the ready.
One of my favorite people, to be very sure.
Onwards to Pure where... wow, I'm not even sure.

Seriously though, what's with coat-check bitches and getting all high and mighty on everyone? There was this cokehead-looking chick hanging out in coat check and doing admission/hand stamps and I was like
"I'm on the guest list, I'm Ty's guest" and she looks at me with this look of pure contempt and says "you're not on the list, it's someone else"
Oh, yeah?
How about they got my name wrong, just like they do every time I'm on the guest list? (They always put me as "Shannon", yeesh) so not only do I have to explain this to her in triplicate while she rolls her eyes at me the entire time, she proceeds to cash other people through and ignore me for the next five minutes while all I need is a freakin' stamp on my hand to get out of the entryway and out of people's way.
I guess I should have expected it because the first thing I did after getting inside out of the cold was barge into the coat check/green room area and congratulate Lee on his new baby and give Komus a massive hug and talk for five minutes, but honestly?
Bitches man, I tell you.
Anyway back to the awesome.
I miss this guy when he's not around, you don't even know.
I have this picture up at work and a couple different ladies have come up and commented on how good it/Ty/we look.
Vanity moment much?
Foosh!
My heroes.

Mmmmmmmmmmm Ty's in the kitchen making me good eats and I'm so stoked to consume this amazing dinner (tortellini soup, garlic bread & wine) that I'm almost salivating. This is definitely what a girl could use on a cold winter's night!

Among other things, but we won't talk about that here.


 

I’ve been a polar bear since the day I was born

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Hello this morning when I spent the first hour and a bit sitting at my desk drinking coffee, writing Christmas cards and texting Komus about Thai prostitutes and mail-order husbands.

Hello Screetus, sorry I didn’t respond to you on FB Chat last night, I was putting up faerie lights in my bedroom.

Hello Polar Bear Song!!!



Hello 2hr lunch hour that I’m taking because I found out through the grapevine that my bosses all decided to leave on a two-hour lunch and not tell anyone so I’m doing the same.

Hello The Known Universe, how do you be so totally epic?

Hello hot man who will be in my kitchen making me tortellini soup with Italian sausage for dinner while I blog about last weekend and listen to Cake.

Hello Christmas cards that I’m mailing out, half of which are going to people who live in the same building which I find amusing.

Hello wasted postage.

Hello President Obama Two-Step.



Hello Almost Weekend, just one more workday.
 

when my laundry is through I will tumble

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Today's just been one of those days where everything feels perfect; I've been deleriously happy lately and Christmas is coming and I'm getting myself excited thinking of all the things I can do for the people I love and finding it hard to concentrate on my work.

Christmas Break for school starts tonight, thank god, so I have a half-class and then am booking'r home to pick up some Christmas cards (finally), do some intense laundry action, clean the fuck out of my place and put the finishing touches on the gifts for my co-workers.

For a split second there I thought I might be able to swing a night of By Myself Do-Nothing on Friday, but I recieved some fabulous news yeterday:

Victoria is in town for the holidays and coming to visit me!!

You remember this gorgeousness from Old Blog, right?
How could you forget her, let's get serious.

I honestly think there's only one thing that could make today any better:This picture makes my life.


 

I want to rock the RPM between the reds and greens

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Yet another gripe I have about living in the 'Peg is that I'm not able to check out the Edward Strichen exhibit at the AGO.

My dad turned me on to the work of Ansel Adams a few years ago and I became obsessed, moving to make the connection from Adams to Steichen and Stieglitz completely blew me away, and I've been in love ever since.

His work is among my favorite examples of pictorialism and I would absolutely kill to get my hands on an issue of " Camera Work" that features his work, though I know it's virtually impossible so it would mean the world to me to see an exhibit featuring his stuff, in particular his fashion photography because they've always been favorites of mine.

Fortunately this book is available to help satiate my needs... but it'll have to wait until after the Holidays, funds are too tight at the moment.

*lesigh*

 

when I was a kid and the world was a town

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So much to say, so little energy to sit at the computer and say it with.

School work and Christmas as totally draining me right now, but in a good way. There's a ton on my plate and sometimes it feels super overwhelming and scary but I push through and on nights like tonight when I'm home alone and have time to relax a bit it feels extra-special.

Despite the intense -40ish weather every day I'm not minding winter too much this year, it's probably being so blindingly busy with everything that's happening and also that this time around I get to curl up with someone else to keep warm. That being said, however, I got frostbite on my earlobes and it itches like a son of a bitch.

Winter equals Video Game Time and right away I have a date with my glasses, the couch, some blankets and Oblivion which I've randomly gotten interested in again, most likely because I need something to tide me over until Christmas comes and I get the expansions for Fallout 3 (yesssssss).

I meant to post something witty here earlier but forget what it was.
 

here by my side, an angel

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So goddamned tired.

I can't even focus on making my stupid bibliography for school.

Terrible headache, might leave early this afternoon.

Ty's bed is so much better than mine; I'm so crashing on it.
 

You are seldom breathing life but mostly death

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Friday/Saturday/some-of-Sunday Blog Photo Dump.
Let's do this, shall we?

Can I just point out that Friday Dec 4th was possibly the best Friday evs?
Began by ditching work early to go Christmas Shopping and have a long-overdue lunch with this lovely lady.

Mmmmmmmm I'm drooling just looking at this goodness.
And the best part?
Oh, the price.
Almost as great as the company.
Met up with Ty to dick around in the mall for a few hours do some Christmas Shopping.
Right before this photo was taken I put down the present I'd bought for one of my brothers so I could grab this amazing hat and then proceeded to forget it in the store while we wandered around for the next few hours.
Luckily, we remembered and found it.
Also luckily, nobody apparently shops in the Explore Store.
Eventually booked'r home to get ready got MNML SCRFDT 2009.
Aka that fabulous date Ty took me on in which we dressed all mnml and were extra-pretentious the entire time.
Note the mnml glasses
mnml scarves
mnml black-and-white attire
and my sexy red lipstick 'cause I'm cool.
Ty spent the entire dinner trying to out-cool it with our waiter who def thought he was the hottest shit around
it got funnier the more martini I drank.
Speaking of martinis, don't ever order a Manhattan from Billabong
do you see the difference in martini glass fullness here?
plus there was way too much... something... in it.
definitely too bitter and not good
though the Cosmo they replaced it with totally did me in, so they made up for it
Appy, calimari that blew my face off
not as good as Elephant & Castle, but stil deece.
Entree: Bison Steak that is possibly one of the tastiest things I've ever had.
The price wasn't too tasty but I wasn't paying so whatevs (thanks Ty!)
Post-dinner after picking up some wine we checked out the 2009 Cannes Lions Premiere at the WAG and besides the fact that watching award-winning commercials was a super cool experience
(esp when halfway to drunk as shite)
the entire evening was probably the most creative and fun date I've ever been on.
Yay/
/gushblog.
Saturday Ty, myself and my new wing-tip oxfords from Forever 21 that came in last week did some more shopping.
Aren't you mad jealous of these babies?
Super cute, comfy and winter-friendly!
Mayor's office!
Oh man, Tom Goes to The Mayor. one of the best shows ever.
Especially this part
Fast-forward, party at Dudek's.
Jay got hosed.
Actually, we all did.
Good job BTA.
Awe Komus!
I... don't even know.
"WINNIPEG MANITOBA"
Wow.
Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahahahahahaha.
I burst out laughing every time I look at this picture, I have no clue what the fuck was happening here or why Komus has a knife.
I tried to put this on my wall at work but kept getting distracted by how completely retarded we are so I had to take it down.
Komus wtf is it with you and that knife?!
Adam and Sarah are basically some of the coolest people you'll ever meet; I had intense talks with Sarah about the following things:
Art
Video games (aaah Fallout 3)
Chinchillas
Hermit crabs
(in particular her retard Hermit Crab who doesn't have claws, crazy!)
And of course nothing says "Sunday" like not waking up until noon, not leaving the bed until almost 3pm, and having pancakes and a Denver omelette made for you.
Eugh I forgot my razor at Ty's and have to walk there on my lunch to go get it through the -25 weather, I hope it's not windy.
Why is the price I must pay to be so damn well-groomed?!

 

Parlez-vous français?

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Moar to come probably tomorrow but there's a "simple chickpea curry with basmati rice" awaiting me right away so you'll have to settle for duelling mimes for now.

Much love Blog
xo

 

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