49th - does this smell like chloroform to you?

20 - nobody has guessed it yet. and no, i will not just tell you.

before i begin. i am losing my shit. this specific shit i'm talking about is my books. i miss them. i'm missing a lot of them. please return them to me. you may re-borrow them but i need to see them first. my shelf is getting to look kinda bare which is odd because i keep buying more books but my shelves still manage to look more and more empty. so please, if you have any books of mine, bring them back please and then you may by all means, re-borrow them but the step of them coming back must be observed in every case. i know my wicked is basically destroyed and one of my star wars books is missing. i'd like to know the state of my other stuff.

caboose update - caboose punked me the other day. it was a good one. i don't remember what it was about but it was interesting. i really wished i remembered because i remember being amused and thinking, "i'm blogging this". anyway, kudos to caboose. if you're wondering why this was worth mentioning, its because caboose doesn't get these shots in very often and it's important to encourage people when they do something amusing.

ok, so everyone who read the last blog said my wants list is too stupid and i should release an acceptable version of it. so here it is: batman begins dvd - lord of the rings extended edition boxed set - lord of the rings musical tickets - wicked tickets - the battle tanks from thinkgeek.com - the buddha board - interesting t-shirts - stuff, useless stuff. you know what? screw this. i'm not helping people buy me shit for my birthday. you wanna get me something [as you should] you should be able to think of something on your own. no more lists from me.

random news - i was downtown with shiv checking out a friend's gig [andy came too] and we decided to get some street meat while we wait. we were walking to the TD across the street to get some cash and this homelesss dude asked if we had any spare food or money. we didn't but since i was getting a hotdog, i asked him if he wanted to come with and i'll but him a hotdog. he said no thanks and instead asked for fries from mcdonalds. a picky homeless guy? go figure. he was sitting outside a mcdonalds so i figured, what the hell, why not but still. strange, no? he had a dog too. . .

afterwards we grabbed some dinner at the friendly thai, which was pretty good. me loves mango salad...

so i bought myself a gift. i've wanted these shoes for a very long time. about two years, i think. and they're so hard to find. i found them once a few months ago but with a very small price tag with a very very big number written on it in very small neat writing. so i decided not to get them. being responsible... on saturday, i was out with shiv and i found them at sports check and they were cheap [well, significantly cheaper] i didn't have the cash on me so i put them on hold. i figured i could talk a sibling into buying them for me - it didn't work. so come monday, i bought them myself. they're sooo cool!! by the way, they're heelys, if you're wondering. they're sooo cool!! anyway, they were a bit expensive and i really could use the monies for other things so i'm really thinking about returning them but i REALLY don't want to. what to do? im taking votes...

oh, check this out - this is the warning sticker on the bottom of the shoe, " WARNING - by peeling this sticker, you agree to waive the right to sue Heeling Sports Limited and their owners, officers, directors, employees and/or representative for any injury, death, property damage, or incidental or consequential damages arising from the use of this product. You also agree to assume and accept all risks of serious bodily injury arising from the use of this product. This agreement is intended to provide comprehensive release of liability, but is not intended to assert any claims or defences prohibited by law" these shows are mainly sold to nine-year-olds. what kind of irresponsible, jackass parent is buying these for their kids?

i ran into the angry brown girl! the angry brown girl was this chick who used to work at FS with me and then she randomly disappeared. she was a seasonal. she's so angry. not angry for any specific reason. none that i can point out, anyway. i was at a birthday party over the weekend and i see this girl and i'm looking at her like i know her from somewhere and she walks over and starts talking to me. i'm like, "holly shit! angry brown girl" she doesn't like that name which makes it all the more fun. but yea, i met angry brown girl again.

my book recommendation of the blog is fight club by chuck palinuk. friggin awesome book. friggin awesome movie. god damned terrible video game. avoid the video game at all costs. just read it and watch it. both experiences are very good. for you sensitive ones, it's not about violence or destruction, it's about evolution. it's about like six hundred things. just read it, watch it, don't play it.

so, my new cell phone still isn't here. i'm getting a little pissed and the antsy-ness is dying down, which really is no fun. by the way, i got, or am getting the motorola pebl in maroon. it's soo pretty. i can't wait for it to get here. if you're going to make any comments about how i'm girl, stuff it. sideways. note - for the people who know how much this purchase has cost, don't share.

oh, guess who's working stupid hours stupid if you guessed me, you would be most correct. i'm working at 8am up until about 4/430am. screwed up huh? i also might be doing the same shift the following the day. i'm going to die. all are invited to my funeral. same stipulation as the previous invite to my funeral.

i had to share this, "so, is there any tread left on the tires? Or at this point would it be like throwing a hot dog down a hallway?" stewie from family guy talking to hookers. me likey stewie.

ok, i go now. i can't sleep. i should go to bed. toodles.

be good.


zq

p.s. remember, bring flowers.

48th - the portuguese word, "fu*k"

17

i can't believe its only Tuesday! this week is going to suck. i'm tired and sore already. i basically, go to work, come home, eat, sleep, wake up, check email, get ready, go to work. that basically sums up my day. i also blame this for my blogs being less interesting than they used to be.

i just finished reading the hollow chocolate bunnies of the apocalypse by robert rankin. the girl at chapters suggested it. it's was very entertaining. its more the dialogue than anything else. the conversations are awesome, very matter-of-fact type conversations and the narrator is hilarious because it goes on tangents and the actual plot is about a kid and teddy bear solving the mystery of someone trying to kill off all the famous nursery rhyme characters [humpty dumpty, little miss muffet, etc]. it's really funny. so, this is my book recomendation. i picked it last tuesday and i finished it last night. which is about four days longer than it should have but things like work, sleep, food, showering got in the way.

anyway, sixth is turning 21 this year. in a wee over a month, actually and people have been asking what does sixth want. so here's my currently running want list. it's not too long, but its mainly pricey, so i'm not expecting most of this stuff as gifts unless someone rich loves me very much or unless if i my name is under the billing option. these are in no random order. for birthday presents, i have no idea. if you're actually going to buy me a present, you should know me well enough to know what i would like. here's my wishlist anyway.

01. x-box 360 [premium/ultimate bundle]
02. 30" hdtv for the x-box 360 [yes, i know that sounds stupid, but i'm going to just buy them together]
03. motorola pebl u6 [i need a new phone and it's very pretty]
04. books - son of the witch, first edition alice in wonderland, anything pratchett, anything by suskind and so on. i also like random dictionaries. [this is a constant thing]
05. mazda 3 [red]
06. alienware m5500 [already working on it]
07. ipod nano or ipod 30gb video
08. rebel xt [dslr camera. i want one. will have one. not anytime soon]
09. clothes - shirts, shoes, need new jeans, etc [also a constant]
10. palm tx [it's a palm. can't explain much]
11. any useless thing that strikes my fancy
12. new watch - there's one from fossil i really like and one from kenneth cole

so, there's my list of things i want. i'm planning on acquiring most of these items within the next eighteen months. that's my goal.

it was mam's birthday on sunday. mom is "twenty-seven" now. which incidentally makes her a year younger than her older daughter. i know its weird, but there's mums for you. i figured out something cool to get her and i was going to pick it up and my sister is like, "no, they need this thing for their bedroom" i hate giving boring gifts. birthday gifts are a time for indulgence. you should give people shit they're not gonna buy otherwise because they think it's a waste of money or whatever. they stuff they need, they can buy themselves.

oh, so this weekend was interesting. i actually had a training scheduled but that was moved to next monday and i got to hang out with my friends out of town. we went for dinner at cosmic charlies which was awesome and then we went to a club thingy. now, as most of you know, i don't enjoy clubbing. this reaffirmed that whole thing. it was actually fun though, minus the incident of some white kids getting nekid. being drunk is not an excuse for being a retard. if you can't be responsible when drinking, don't drink. on monday, their brilliant, well through-out excuse will be, "so what? i want drunk!" it's not an excuse. if you're a whorey drunk or one that likes to get nekid when drunk, good for you. well more good for others around out [unless you're ugly like some housemates i know] but whatever, don't go out in public. i have nothing against drinking or against getting drunk beyond belief [i personally dont. i'm adding that in because i know hadia reads this occasionally and will wonder], but you're an adult, you can't blame that fact that you were drunk for whatever you did while you were drunk. there is something wrong with white kids...

also, my top six is related. things i would rather do than go clubbing. as in things i normally wouldn't consent to, unless clubbing was the alternative:
06 - attend aa meetings
05 - go to a strangers funeral
04 - german opera
03 - get something waxed by an amateur
02 - seniors bingo
01 - watch passion of the christ and titanic back to back

i got new shirts. they're both green, which is interesting since i don't normally wear green. i will show them off on the blog, once they arrive in the mail. i hate waiting [read previous blogs for my opinion on waiting]. im excited though. i like sudo-offensive shirts.

oh, this was something fun someone said to me on chat. i'm not gonna write the person's name because they were adamant that i not. "omg i'm so happy / i was aiming for my intro to be around 200 words / and i finished typing and it was EXACTLY 200 words / that kinda thing makes me wanna touch myself" which was replied to with, "that is so going on my blog" to which was replied, "can it not" to which i replied, "but it must" it went back and forth like this for a while.

igor update - igor has a pierced eyebrow. i never noticed. he also wears very unflattering white briefs. nonetheless, igor is very pretty. shiv, you should meet him.

that reminds me. shiv is a punk because: tries to make me feel guilty for not finishing my food ["think of the baby cow that didn't get that milk" etc] - calls me on all my BS [and there's a lot of it] - thinks she can beat me in video games other than burnout [in which admitted, i get bent over and taken advantage of] - calls me princess - gives that glare that can make people shit themselves - threw a chair at two of her friends - lives in p.town - likes tomatoes - has a thing about her bed - i could go on but she'll beat me and i'm still recovering from the last beating.

if you're wondering about the blog title, its because the guys i'm working with right now are portuguese and the only word i can make out in there is fu*k. and its mixed in so nicely that you barely notice it. i thought it was amusing.

ok - i must go. i need a shower and some food and then work. this week is gonna suck.

be good.


zq

p.s. whats more messed up? talking to plants or talking to your cat?

47th - baby, you make me feel like a butcher, i wanna chop you up and cut you...

16 - nobody has guessed it yet.

ok, so i haven't blogged in a while - i sit down to start, but then i get distracted by something. my distractions this week include sopranos, smallville, house, work and sometimes sleep. it gets in the way sometimes.

im not sure if i've mentioned this before, but here is goes anyway. fart people. not people who are flatulent but people who have fart personalities. people with fart personalities are they type of people, when around are generally unpleasant in a minor nuisance sort of way and the second they leave, you feel better and never think about them. that is, until they reappear. now think about it, you know a few of them.

you know, my job is interesting but sometimes it can just drag on. sometimes air monitoring is just as interesting as it sounds. also, i feel like i'm having a mid-life crisis. i'm too young to be having a mid-life crisis but i'm showing symptoms. i'm antsy, and i've been looking at a lot of new cars, sporty ones. i feel this need for a 20/21 year old girlfriend. i want foods that are bad for me. i feel the need to buy things that i particularly need at this point so i'm more in touch. i want an ipod nano and a LCD tv. alright, so some of these wants are more easily gratified than others. it's not right.

oh, sugar - i have to go to work. i'm finishing this first

i have, well had a whole bunch of stuff to do today. but that's all over now.

i wonder if i'm behind on my book thing. my book recommendation for the week is:

anansi boys - neil gaimen
the book is about fat charlie whose dad just died. he hates his dad. his dad is god. it's an interesting read. i'm not gonna go further into but its really good. its neil gaimen which is basically a sure thing.

oh, i decided to try something fun for this blog. i'm going to randomly pick a person, sacha and go on about why this person is a punk. sacha is a punk because: she has a thing for krum and not cedric - never finishes her blogs and blames her computer - doesn't respect my uber thugliness - was involved in incident that got me grounded which incidently caused the creation of this blog - can probably kick my ass and then feel guilty about it while i twitch violently on the ground dying - has a thing about wooden spoons. and now you know why sacha's a punk.

i get paid today! all the money is already spent so i guess it's not really a big deal but it balances out. i have gas money for once and hot dog money and parking money. i'm beginning to hate this car. one, shit keeps going wrong with it. i could have just leased a new car for how much i pay to maintain this thing. but i may have monies to go see the lord of the rings musical, which is awesome. all you people not in toronto - hahaha, suckers...

so, i met this guy named igor at work. man, what a let down. he was a bit mechanical but other than that, it was the biggest disappointment since the crucifixion. i mean come on, your name is igor. play the part a little bit. just for other people's amusement. do it as a joke. do something. don't carry about like a normal human being. you're not. he was very pretty though. you could just get lost in those eyes... anyway, shiv, you'd like him.

ok, so my top 6 for this blog is going to be incomplete. the category is "things that feel good but really shouldn't" i could only come up with four. the other two are filler. you guys can add in your stuff and i'll update the list to include the best ones. also, don't act like you've never done any of these.

06 - having excreted a particularly long one-piece
05 - messing something up and backing off just enough so when the next person comes, it fucks up and they get blamed for it
04 - picking out a hard booger thats lodged way up there
03 - watching people struggle with parallel parking
02 - farting in the winter
01 - watching little kids get smacked by parents because they won't stop crying

ok - that’s all. i must go to work. i will try to blog more frequently. i'm actually very very disappointed with the lack of participation on the previous entry...

be good

zq

p.s. i had a zipper incident a few days ago. unpleasant. let it be said: cell phone rings can freak people out when they're exhausted and in a compromisable position.

46th - you're ugly and that fascinates me...

07

picture [right] - lets start with stupid. america's anti voting campaign. this would stop me from voting too. not because it's really likely, but there's a slight chance and that's more risk than i'm willing to take. and that ladies and gentlemen is how george bush got back in. it all makes sense now.

if you're wondering about that number on the top, it's a counter for how many times something happens. the first person to guess what i'm counting gets a prize. in advance, this has nothing to do with number three on the resolution list. you people are sick.

anyway, i was on the phone with customer service today for the seventh time trying to get them to refund my money and everytime i find out that i need some other piece of information or something. lots of back and forth. lots of me telling off a basically incompetent team of customer service reps. anyway, i called today - already good and pissed. spoke to one person who couldn't read information and process it at the same time. wasted about fifteen minutes and got transferred over to the web guys so i could email them some info. the web girl, heard my two sentence explanation and my shipment tracking number and said, "ok, i've issued you a refund - is there anything else?" that was it! how the hell did it take 2 months for me to meet the one genius at this company. i should have just asked to speak to the smartest employee there.

you know, having a grown up job can stink at times. it's a complete time killer. first off, long hours but that's not a big deal. it's when you have time off, you're thinking about work because it's such a significant portion of your day. everything else is just distractions from the job. uncool. so, i was at work tonight and you know those boiler rooms you see in horror flicks. well, i was in one of those [i was also in an air duct at some point - long story, another day] but way better lit and colourful and bleeding hot. really bloody loud and when the valves release pressure, it can scare the shit out of you. anyway, there was a squirrel in there. perfectly content, running around, doing it's squirelly thing, totally not afraid of me. this leads to one of two points. one. our squirrel friend has been around a long time and knows we mean it no harm. or two. the squirrel is totally deaf and probably retarded. i like option two better.

also, i learnt today a lot of the people i work with aren't keeners about deodorant. blech...

my top 6 this week is going to be "stuck up celebrities" i know - once again, not very original but i think one should appreciate the fact that these blogs are done very late at night, or early in the morning [it's all perspective] and there is very little function happening in the brain at this point in time.

06 - sharukh khan [ran over people who wouldn't get out the way]
05 - hilary duff [dated and cheated on aaron carter. animal activist. lip-syncs.]
04 - karina kapoor [she's ugly. doesn't realize it. thinks she owns bollywood because she's a kapoor]
03 - kanye west [think's he's god's gift to music. wears white jesus medalion though he believes he was black]
02 - paris hilton [no actual claim to fame. wore a "vote or die" shirt, didnt vote and didn't die. also, check this link]
01 - jennifer lopez [too caught up in being a high powered brat to notice she's not jenny from the block anymore but still insists upon it. uses really f*cking expensive face cream *1500 for a 6oz jar* as body cream, daily. body insured for one billion dollars.]

i might as well make my book selection now

perfume: the story of a murderer - patrick suskind
this book is friggin incredible. it's a smells book and it written beautifully and the story is semi-creepy which is awesome. basically, it's about a strange perfumer who is obsessed with smell [strange as in, he has a very keen sense of smell and no smell of his own] out to make the perfect perfume which leads him to doing bad things. the does an excellent job getting the scents and stenches of old paris. must read.

this has been bugging me for, oh about 31 days now. on my new 2006 planner, the one i use for work. on the top of every page, there is a number. a number counting down. can you guess what it's counting down to? the nexf f*cking year!!! who the hell cares about this at this point. people are now getting used to writing 2006 instead of writing 2005 and then cleverly turning the 5 into a 6 and the jackass who did the layout for this planner figured that reminding us well in advance of the 2006/07 switchover would be a good idea. if you're interested, there are three hundred and thirty-three days left till new years.

i saw underworld over the weekend and man, i was dissapointed. i just really didn't care for it and i think i've figured out why. it doesn't have any character development. it has a two-dimensional main character who doesn't evolve at all and the fight scenes are kinda crap too. i just didn't care for it. the special effects were much better than the first but that didn't save it. it really shouldn't have started thee minutes after the first movie. it's just a hot vampire fashion show. if they have two hours of hot vampires walking back and forth wearing different outfits that would work just as well, a lot better actually. no alienated audience members that way. and what the hell was up with the eyes. get a proper CG guy or intern to do it. don't leave it for your six year old nephew.

ok, i'm going to go now.

oh shit - i almost forgot. so, we all know this one person who hates blogs and thinks all bloggers are attention whores, etc. ok, i'm a bit of an attention whore but i'm trying to be good about it. anyway, check out who's blog i stumbled upon. that's right folks - judy. visit her blog, leave lots of comments about how blogs sucks and are a waste of time. tell her i sent you. i know it's rude and jackassy, but sometimes it's sweet to just irritate the shit out of people. it's sweeter still when someone else does it and you sit back and watch. you need an msn account to view. if you don't have one, that's sad.

picture [below] - look who's at it again.


be good, ciao.


zq

p.s. mome's lack of commenting on my blog is bumming me out.

p.s. visit judy's blog. leave comments.

p.s. is it wrong to get others to annoy people for you?

45th - the three G's: gingerale, glucose and gravol are all GROSS

when i was little, i was afraid of ninjas. now that i think about it, i don't know why. ninjas aren't scary. plus, a pirate can totally kick a ninja's ass. i was stupid when i was little.

i can't sleep. so here i am blogging. I realized, i haven't done any recommendations, songs or books. so tonight, i'm going to do a bit of catching up. we'll start off with books. i figure one book a week is good. so i'm going to recommend four books tonight to catch up. i'll do quick reads. if you've read any of the books, feel free to leave your opinions about them.

creep - i. muderman
not the greatest book ever writen, but an interesting idea for one. it's a really quick twenty minute read. i remember reading this book out loud to a bunch of people.

the stupidest angel - christopher moore
really fun christmas book. it's a very quick read. this kid sees this woman kill santa [someone in a santa suit] and wishes santa wasn't dead. enter the bloody stupid angel to grant his wish. there's domestic violence, a fruit bat, zombies and ton's more. it's not remotely scary. nadia is reading it right now. very funny book.

the alchemist - paulo coelho
absolutely beautiful book. it's a really simple story about a poor shepard who loves a girl. he goes out looking for a treasure so he would be worthy enough to ask her father to marry the girl. along the way, stuff happens. that wasn't a great description but whatever. read the book. not optional. shiv gave me this book. it's part of my top five.

good omens - terry prachett & neil gaimen
also one of my all time favourite books. it's about this angel and demon who've been enemies since the beginning of time, but they see more of each other than their own, they're basically best friends. both have a liking for the universe as it is. so when it's about to end, they do whatever they can do not let that happen. really really entertaining book by two really really good authors. prachett is more the light-hearted one and gaimen is more the darker one. it's not everyone's thing but most people who i've gotten to read this, love it.

ok, those are my book recommendations. now to my song recommendations. like anyone cares about these. today's category is "love songs", the darker kind. i know, i definitely could have come up with a more original theme but it's almost 4am. eat me.

06 - air - playground love
05 - the cult - painted on my heart
04 - garbage - number one crush
03 - kidney thieves - s+m
02 - oasis - wonderwall
01 - nine inch nails - closer

ok, i could have made that list entirely out of NIN songs [we're in the together now, the fragile, la mer, perfect drug], but i didn't.

as the title of this blog suggests. i'm sick. have been feeling so for the past few days. it all started on sunday morning. i was coming out of my bathroom when i suddenly got really nauseous. i decided it's a good idea to get back into bed. i took about 2 steps because a bed seemed like a distant hope and finding the floor would do nicely at this point. i found it, about a foot above where it was actually located and hit the floor, chest first with a thud. it hurt, but i didn't care. i had found the floor. that was the worst of it. i'm much better now but i'm still getting boughts of nausea and random stomach pains.

mother made me drink some glucose water because i looked a little pale and some gravol to combat the nausea. shiv gave me a six-pack of ginger ale, which i thought was sweet. also disgusting, but the gesture is appreciated nonetheless. all three things are nasty.

we've got this thing from the motherland which is basically like metamucil but without the orangey flavour. it's called "spae-ghul" which if you literally translate in pushto [one of the languages we speak] means dog-shit. im not sure if this is a joke or this is based on what it tastes like. for the past few weeks, my dad has been trying to get me to drink this stuff every time i get a stomach issue. i can't. it's soo nasty and slimy and then there's the name. it's just not right.

ok, this is totally rude but i was talking to shiv today and we were somehow talking about dog shows and then somehow about koreans [yes, you can see where this is going] which lead to the question. do korean people watch dog shows wondering if these people are fu*king with them, by parading around dinner? also, do you think rich korean guys would pay top dollar to eat one of those show dogs? ok, i know that was jackassy and rude and racist and all that other good shit but it was just a joke. ok, it's not funny. here - i've probably eaten cat before.

so, i had a random dream about one of my friend's friends. not a sex-dream but close. long story short, the whole thing was brought to an abrupt end by her having very dry chappy lips. that's gross. lip balm/chap stick/lip gloss/etc isn't expensive or hard to use. use it.

ok - i'm tired. i'm going to go now. good night.

be good.


zq

p.s. what’s your favourite sin and why? out of the seven deadly sins, not random, "i like to watch animals get it on" type stuff. keep that shit to yourself...

44th - without any thought or reason...

hello all

i'm spent - more on that later. i'm an marathon insomniac. i can either laze around for a few days or i can go hyper active for a couple of days less. this up and down stuff in very very bothersome and hard to deal with. waiting sucks. rooms designated to that purpose suck. all things about waiting sucks. it keeps you away from whatever is coming your way. good or bad. it's just a filler in-between. it's nothing and it's useless. doing nothing is better than waiting because then at least you're choosing to waste your time and life away by your own accord, not by someone else's.

yesterday was interesting. i was on the highway coming back from a relatively long day at work when i get a call saying my dad fainted and paramedics are in route. by the time, i got there, he was fine. he was sitting in a chair - just seems a little shaken. paramedics took him to the hospital anyway - followed. this was a little after five in the evening. i spent a few hours running back and forth between my dad and updating family at home. later on, i get news that my cousin fell on some ice [bad weather yesterday - fun story with that later] and had a mild concussion. he arrived at the same hospital. dad got released at a little after one. he's fine. i took dad home and the other "grown ups" went home as well and i came back to hang with my cousins while we waiting the long wait that sure to come since he was a code green which means not severe. we were expecting to be there til morning but we actually got out around 4am, which was a huge time saver. he was fine too. mild concussion. nothing too serious. to celebrate, we went to markham station for breakfast. which was the only meal i'd had for a good day and half - minus this wicked awesome brownie, which i'll discuss later. i didn't enjoy my meal that much but i was starving you can taste much when you inhale food.

oh this was fun - while i was at work, i was walking up to my car and i learned. you just can't save bad drivers from themselves. this chick in a red hummer managed to slide her car while making a right turn right across into the valet parking booth, destroying half of it. her car was essentially unscratched. this begs a few questions. one - how did you manage to slide a hummer going thirty km an hour? are you aware of how heavy that car is? why are you driving if you can't negociate a simple right turn at low speed safely? how did you, being that inteligent afford that car? if paid for by daddy, could you give me his number so i coulk smack him a few times for not aborting you when he had the chance? ok - this was more than two questions, but honestly. this is giving godo women drivers a bad name.

i was walking around yorkdale and i was talking to shiv on the phone - this chick walks by wearing a tiny little jacket and mesh top underneath. the jacket isn't doing it's job and my head goes, "hey, boobies" and my head turns and then as i was looking away, i notice her giving me a dirty look. comon lady! you're displaying your boobs in a mall. how are you not expecting people to look? even shiv agreed that she would look. not because we're horn dogs or anything but because it's boobs in public. "if i go out dressed like that, not that i do, i am expecting people to look. i would be offended nobody looked!" says shivali. honestly, chicks that whore-out. it's sexy when we're thinking about what you have as compared to when you're displaying it to everyone. it also ruins the fun of finding out what you have.

YES! i don't have work super early in the morning tomorrow - i get to sleep in . assuming, i get to sleep. sometimes, i think he hates me. i can't figure out why though.

is it me, or are there a lot more chicks smoking now. i think almost every chick i've met in the past few months smokes. even when i'm wandering around at work. so many chick smokers. to the point of outnumbering the men. someone find me stats on this. stats in canada. toronto would be better.

winter is my second favourite time of year. i think it's because of the snow. i was driving around today and it was snowing and i ended up starting up at the snow while it's coming down. it's very. . . i don't know. i think that's one of my favourite things, especially at night. when you're driving somewhere, i generally up until recently have always been in the passenger seat from where it's much more enjoyable and you just watch the rush by you as it's falling down. you feel so isolated from everything else. it's just you and whomever is with you. i think the only appropriate word for it would be, enchanting.

the brownie - so, in the middle of my day yesterday, i walked by the pickle barrel and in their case, there was this brownie. i had to have it, so i used some of my gas money and got it. brownie, with big brownie and chocolate chunks on top and a layer of caramel. i don't go all nutty over desserts, like some people i know - you know who you are. seriously, the moaning sounds while eating are disturbing. a simple mmmMMmm is fine but when it turns into something much more audible than that, where people start taking note, you've crossed the line.


i'm debating watching domino or the exorcism of emily rose. one will put me to sleep in about ten minutes and the other i'll watch till the end. tough choice. ok, i'm off to make that choice.

be good.

p.s. this came up yesterday at hospital while we were bored. we can all thank sach's dad for this one. without looking it up in anyway, define benevolent [don't be a smartass and say 'a state of benevolence']. here's my theory. i see benevolence as righteousness. someone who means to and tries to do good.

p.s. i used the word dictator and god in the same sentence.

p.s. don't forget about the hobbit feet. i already have people in mind.