Thursday, December 27, 2007

The Last One for the Year!


Current Mood: ruminating

Current Song: Alice by Tom Waits

Well, ladies and gents I think this might be the last blog of the year. I remember this time last year I had switched over to this platform right after camp. Ah those were the days. No actually, they really weren't the days. This year has been remotely kind to me, and so I can't complain. 2006 was horrible, and most of 2005 had me in complete visceral knots, so 2007 has kicked their asses so much as I can say. It's been good times being 25 too. People are right when they say things improve slightly as we get older.

No boxing day for me. I ended up sick and trying to recover from whatever it was that has housed itself in my body for the last few months...So I must go sometime soon. I got good stuff for christmas and am nearly done eating up all of that baking...mmmmm....seriously, you could easily gain 20 pounds over the holidays. Although, i really have lost my taste for sweets now and need to rest until valentine's day. Oooh! and I got Great Psychologists finger puppet magnet thingies! Okay, I realize that didn't make sense, but it was terribly thoughtful of zoyah to get me a stuffed freud complete with couch!

Should be an interesting weekend. Hope to get some sleep at least. May report back early in the new year. If I don't have some very exciting news, or a complete meltdown, have a wonderful new year thing or whatever, and we shall correspond soon! later days!

Monday, December 24, 2007

Happy Whatever Everyone!


Current Mood: Sore throat and headache, so very very tired

Current song: that one from the old navy advert.

Finally off last friday for the rest of the year until school begins again in January. I am finally catching that cold that I have been asking for since the fall! This headache and the chills are my favourite part of christmas. ugh. However, the fun part has been that I have not been home since Friday.

On saturday was the big do at the PNE, and that was rather lovely. Much dancing and merriment. Plus as usual I got to dress up and look great, as one might. And the following day was a lovely dinner at a family friend's house, which was quite nice. Zoyah got to indulge in all things christmasy and holiday-ish.

I am less cranky this year. Although the overabundance of bad christmas movies isn't helping me sustain a good mood. I just had the painful experience of watching Christmas with the Kranks. It was a terrible movie. Just brutal. You think the Santa Claus movies by Tim Allen are bad? wow. Wait til you get a load of this. They should start support groups for people who have to be exposed to the trauma of bad Tim Allen christmas movies. Or perhaps any TV channel that shows them should make some sort of concessions to its audience in case we're accidentally exposed. Scrooge would have had a field day with the amount of Cranky one would have to hurl at that movie. Even Zoyah thought it was terrible, and she makes Santa Claus' wife look like Ursula the Sea Hag.

Well, tomorrow will be my first day off after a while of not working. I intend on spending it on the couch ensconced between cushions mindlessly handing myself over to hours of watching the christmas log. I look forward to it. To everyone, have a great whatever-you-celebrate! We shall blog soon again! Happy Egg Nog!

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Life's Little Treats


Current Mood: :P

Current Song: Ghosts by Wintersleep.

Almost done the essay. Almost...there....can...see...the....end! I have to edit the hell out of it and then it can leave me forever, or at least until I get it back. God, I can't stand waiting for my grades. It's so fishy!

Yesterday I watched "Clash of the Choirs". If you are not a loser and addicted to anything that remotely resembles reality TV, here's what it's about: It's basically 5 famous recording artists who hand-pick a choir and teach them to perform some little ditty. The winner, by process of elimination gets a prize of a quarter of a million smackaroos to donate to a charity of their choice. I actually thought they did a relatively good job for the most part. Kelly Rowland's choir sang "Freedom" and did a great job. I had no idea Patti Labelle was such a bitch though. Holy mother! She was mean and laughed at people. It got Zoyah all riled up, and she proclaimed that she would be writing a letter to Ms. Labelle. Wow. It's not freaking Idol! Calm down Patti! Her choir was the best, admittedly, but being so mean about it just didn't suit, I tell you.

I discovered a pet peeve yesterday. I seem to be having more and more of them as I get older. By the time I'm old, if you ever have the displeasure of meeting me, you're going to be in for quite the treat I tells ya! I hate it when people say "See You Later" or worse "I'll talk to you later". It feels hideously far away. I much rather like when people say "soon". I think that when they say later, I've been in cases where later means never and if I like the person, that's not generally a good thing. So, if you ever talk to me, please say, "I'll talk to you soon" It'll help me navigate my abandonment issues :)

Okay, must get to work, for the day is long, and that's what good people do. Later days!

Sunday, December 16, 2007

But I Swear It's Good!


Current Mood: percolating

Current Song: Take Over by Seal

My mother has managed to lie to me. She makes this sweet potato pudding that is comprised of milk, cardamom, some other stuff and sweet potatoes. It looks atrocious when it's cooking and the taste is no better. Well, the taste is alright; it's the texture that does me in. I had it as a child and generally let it sit in my mouth for fear that spewing it out would be rude in front of all my family members. I have yet to be convinced it was good. So she made a batch of this drabbish pudding today and tried to convince me to try it with her "vontoo trai? it's reeely good!" I made a face and shook my head. She then had to leave for prayers and asked if I could empty it out into a bowl and stick it in the fridge. So I begrudgingly let it flop into the bowl and was getting the rest of it out of the bowl. Some of it just happened to end up on my finger. Running out of options (if I wipe it on the dish towel, she'll know!), I licked it off. It was as terrible as I remember. Mothers know a lot of stuff, but they sure can have some pretty shadey judgement...

I had the honour (or something) of watching the He-Man and She-Rah Xmas TV special. It's sad but i still think that it's cool. i don't care if I'm 25. The horrible puns and the really terrible animation brought back a lot of childhood memories. Although I'm certain kids these days would not be amused. Back then things were simple. You only got rid of Skeletor by throwing him across the battlefield. Not by zapping him to death with some kind of superlaser. And you said "Need a hand with that sister?" It would amuse nobody, except me.

Okay, I'm done blogging. enjoy. we shall reconvene sometime soon again.

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

If Music Be the Food Of Love, Then Shut Up


Current Mood: Exhausted and kind of sick

Current Song: Oddly something Bhangra related. weird.

Had the exam yesterday. A bit freaked out that I might not have written enough and that it was too easy. Oh well. What's done is done. Although I seem to be losing considerable amounts of precious valuable sleep over it. Bad bad. Now two more papers left before they let me out to enjoy the rest of 2007 and before I am accosted by 2008 full force. Ah, but I am looking forward to more sleep and more relaxing days and reading books for fun, and eating til im sick. That is the life.

Today I was reading the newspaper on my way to work and I came across an article on PETA's new media campaign. Apparently despite diplomatic pleas (read accosting people), the Olson twins have refused to stop wearing fur for whatever reason. Now their new website module has labelled the Olson Twins as the Trollson Twins, Hairy-Kate and Trashley. As someone who is rather sensitive to media campaigns (I do after all have a hand in crafting some of them), I think this is the lowest type of campaign you can do. Rather than informin ng people as a proper media campaign should do, this one has taken to low blow mud-slinging. If PETA is an organization who wants its mandate taken seriously, they need to rethink their campaigns. Moreover, it is an insult to the average informed citizen to have this sort of tripe published everywhere. People are perfectly able to discern that wearing fur is frowned upon to say the least. We don't need this sort of juvenile behaviour from international organizations. How about People for the Ethical Treatment of People? Now I don't have an overwhelming love in my heart for animals or people for that matter. But some things just bother me.

Alright. Must be off to sleep! Much to do tomorrow! Later Days!

Friday, December 7, 2007

A Conversation, if you will


Current Mood: little under the weather

Current Song: Happy Hannukkah Chandler and Monica

The following is a conversation between a bio student (who has to take physics) and an international development grad student (if you haven't figured it out, it's me and Zoyah)

Zoyah: So I have a question to ask you

Me: Uh oh

Zoyah: So a plane is flying over a place to deliver some food....

Me: The World Food Program was working??

Zoyah: Uh, i'm not done the question.

Me: Oh sorry

Zoyah: So a plane is flying over a place and drops a package of food into a village, what path does the package of food take as it goes towards the ground...

Me: hmmmm...that is probably part of the aid for consumption program. Well, at least someone got food.

Zoyah: This is pointless...

Me: yes, let's stop.

I'm currently on my first of 4 days not leaving the house. It feels like a bad episode of Big Brother, except I don't get to win a prize at the end. How sad. Oh well. As long as we make it through until the 21st. I hear it's the 25th anniversary of Michael Jackson's thriller video. You don't need to see the video. Just come over cuz i look like a zombie from it. Gaunt, and bags under my eyes, that I would have to check if I was travelling...Subsisting on a diet of rice cakes, bottled water, soda crackers and yogurt...horrible.
Okay, i'm going to go and study, or try and stop studying....or sleep or study...not sure...see you when the delirium wears off... (o_o)

Thursday, December 6, 2007

Dream Queen


Current Mood: headachey (I think i'm grinding my chompers down again!)

Current Song: Dream by not sure who.

I've been having some very strange dreams the last couple of days. Really strange. School related. Wonder what will happen when I start working in the field. My first dream was that I was at the movies with a bunch of friends, whose faces I don't remember. And for some reason after the movie, I felt compelled to explain to them what the Kuznet's Curve was. Basically it's a statistical curve that outlines the relationship between inequality and income (see? here I am trying to explain it to you!). I woke up thinking, what the hell!

My second dream sent me to Ethiopia to look for some poor child in a marketplace. why I was looking for her, I don't know. But apparently it must have been important enough that I had to fly into Ethiopia. I swear, school is starting to get to me.

In non-school related news, yesterday, we went to sing at a workshop at the Vancouver Public Library. It went really well and for a complete surprise, I ended up singing my piece with the audience, except now I think my voice is suffering a bit. It's really hoarse. I guess after not singing for 2 years almost and then throwing yourself into it is like sticking your hand on a stove element that's on! Oh well. I have decided that I will be singing more next year. I need an outlet and singing is a good one and always has been. *sigh*. I do feel energized about it, and it was great to know Zoyah and I still sound amazing together :)

Okay, I have a presentation at school, so I had better go and freak out over there now. Until later!

Monday, December 3, 2007

Noah's Field Day


Current Mood: To be determined (it's too early)

Current Song: Girlfriend by Avril Lavigne (stupid Breakfast television news)

I've been sitting for the last 4 days. My butt officially hurts. And today I get to sit some more! Joy to the world. This whole studying thing is getting very disagreeable, although it is helping that the weather is really rather deplorable and so there is a distict lack of motivation to go outside. In fact I would probably give my left foot not to have to commute to work (that's right, you heard me).

I finished my paper for the middle east class! I nearly threw myself a small party in the wake, before remembering that I have 2 more to write, and to top it off nicely, a presentation tomorrow that I have prepared for, but don't really know what I'm talking about. It should make for an interesting question and answer period. SIGH. Exam next week....eek!

I am in disbelief that it is december. It somehow is very odd. What happened to 2007? It left as soon as it arrived. Great testament to how old I'm getting and soon I will be thirty and not even know when it happened. Be that as it may, I think getting older is fantastic. People are less stupid (not by much, but still). Just going to ride out December and welcome a new year full of excitement. Next year's goal: Travel! At least a little bit. Even if it's for work.

Alright, I have to go to work now, where i will resume panicking about how much school work I have left to do. Should make for an interesting time. Later days!

Thursday, November 29, 2007

To Err is Human; To Really Screw Things Up Takes a Committee


Current Mood: ouchie

Current Song: Bye Bye Blackbird by Miles Davis and John Coltrane (do you know how hard it is to keep up a song with no words in your head..especially when it's jazz?)

Everyday I get threatened. I thought I should tell you that. Just the other day my sister threatened to bludgeon me. I am proud of her because she used the word "bludgeon". Last week I think my mother told me she would beat the crap out of me. She actually used the word "crap". Needless to say, I was really amused, even thought it sounded like "krep". I don't know why they threaten me. They just do.

I am highly unmotivated to work anymore. I don't think I should have to. I am excited that next week I get to sing again. There is some presentation going on at the Vancouver Public Library and my sister and I have been asked to sing as part of a group. I tried to practice just the other day...other than sounding like a dying cat at a Santana concert, I ran out of breath and had to lie down after the first verse. It was bad. I don't think I'll live.

3 more weeks and I'm done! yay!
I know I was supposed to blog about something else, but now I can't remember....oh well...i'm sure it'll come to me...for now...later days!

Monday, November 26, 2007

In the Company of Men


Current Mood: Abysmal (which means things can only get better, right? right? anyone?)

Current Song: Not too Late by Hinder (or one of the bands that sound like them)

So, last week was an interesting week. We had a conference at work, which went much as I can judge from staying there for one morning. And then came the weekend, which didn't have me jump-started to do much of anything. Mind you, I finished a third of a paper I should have started writing a month ago, and I did finish organizing a presentation ahead of schedule so i can't say that I was terribly unproductive.

Saturday night was movie night. I went out with a couple of friends, and my couple of friends ran into a trio of their friends, which essentially amounted to myself being the only one of the female persuasion present in a group of men. What can I say, except for it was neither awkward or uncomfortable. I think the plus side of being amongst men is that I don't have to comment on anyone's outfit or hair or clear skin. The downside is that nobody notices my outfit, hair or clear skin. Oh well, I guess you really can't have everything can you... So women, the company of men is not so bad, and if you're wondering where all the men are, they are apparently at the movies with me on a saturday night....
The movie we saw was American Gangster with Russell Crowe looking as unappealing as a can of old tuna tucked into the back of your pantry and Denzel Washington, the shiniest star in the general hole that might have been harlem in the 60's. It was an excellent movie. Not recommended for children under 25 however on account of the plethora of unwholesome activities going on. I'm glad I went to see it. It was either that or enchanted (gag me).
Okay, so I shall be off to work now. If I can get through the next three weeks alive, we'll be in great shape. Although I'm quite sure I'm coming out the other end looking haggard...eep.
Later days, folks!

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Ever Wake Up Screaming and Realize You Weren't Asleep In the First Place?


Current mood: ugh

Current Song: You and Me by Lifehouse (somehow this seems super-inappropriate at the mo)

My uptake of sugar has increased. Which is making me feel gross. Really gross. Also I feel like my waist is expanding and I'm losing muscle mass. fast. Someone help me before I spiral into the dark place filled with butterscotch and whip topping! help! I'm drowning in a sea of simple syrup and there isn't a damn thing I can do about it!
Okay, I'm done being dramatic, but seriously!

Happy to see sunshine outside. Rather unhappy to be stuck indoors writing and reading, then writing some more. I have had a headache for the last few days (feels like years). Though, I have to say I'm not as irritated right now. Must be the sugar. I guess there is a plus side, however fat filled and vomit inducing it is!

My mother has the formula for stress just right. The other day, something rather irritating happened. So her cure was "I'm going to eat three timbits, two slices of cake and a bowl of chevro [the indian equivalent to deep fried trail mix] and then I'm done." That's a good formula I think. Though Timmies couldn't supply enough tim bits in multiples of three for me, the way things are going right now!
Literally one more month until my holiday (if you can even call it that). I'm clutching on by my fingernails right now. The end is nigh! Alright....i'm doing being that freaky lady who dances at the street corner and tells people she's saving enough money to go to mexico...I shall talk to you soon. For now, I'm off to suffer through the rest of my day!

Thursday, November 15, 2007



Current Mood: Tired, on the verge of burnout

Current Song: Delirious by Mario Spinetti

I just watched a great episode of Grey's Anatomy. It was really quite the relatable one for me. I tend to think of myself slightly as Miranda Bailey. She is a no-nonsense resident, incredibly smart (it's debatable for me!), and ruthlessly straightforward. On today's episode, one of her patients was a highschool "friend", who was a busy football player, whose homework she used to do, or rather tutor him to do his own homework. It was amazing to see her turn as was so aptly put, into a "blithering idiot". She most certainly did turn right into one. Giggly schoolgirly, almost out of character. It just made me think of how the strongest people can have one person that drives them to complete weakness. No matter how much sensibility one employs and how many rational choices one makes, there is always that one person that can drive a dagger right into your logic. We all have that one person. All mistakes are forgiven, all indiscretions overlooked, all insignificant details stored in vivid detail. Sad, really isn't it? I guess in the end that is what humanizes us. But really, does it have to rip us apart? I've always wondered.

Things are getting increasingly intense, and now a small army of some kind of virulant organism has settled in my throat and is infiltrating all penetrable barriers. I am getting sick. Rather I'm fighting it with all my will. I think the flu or plague or rickets or whatever it is, is going to have to wait until the middle of December! Not on my watch you don't!

Oooh! and I got to go and see a talk by Romeo Dallaire today! For those who don't know, he was in charge of the UN peacekeeping forces during the Rwandan genocide. It was a very interesting talk although I was feeling a bit jaded and I'm really not sure if I agree with everything that he had to say. However, the man is an eloquent speaker and has great credentials. The whole point is to not become a blithering idiot, so i had fun talking to my colleagues about his talk. After all, isn't that what it's all about?
For those of you who want to do something less academic, there is a great (small) exhibition at the Pendulum Gallery on Hornby and Georgia. it's all origami art. Some amazing stuff! I love downtown. I'm moving there, right after I get back from travelling the world!
Well, that's about all I have. Glad for the weekend approaching, but slowly hyperventilating at the thought of the end of semester. Keep checking the blog. If I stop writing, i died somewhere along the way! ciao for niao!

Monday, November 12, 2007

In Retrospect...


Current Mood: Mercurial

Current Song: Irreplaceable by Beyonce (stupid samsung advert!)

I just had a weird little thought when I was on facebook right now. I thought I would share before it disappeared. I suddenly feel very grateful for the endings of things. you know we never do appreciate endings. We only appreciate endings of painful things, like dentist appointments, or really long awful movies or family gatherings. The sooner those are over, the better. We never appreicate the endings of good things. We want them to last forever, but we never realize they won't be happy for eternity. For some reason I think that thought is very much prominent in my mind. When those things end, no matter how sad we are, better things seem to come along. Unless your life has suddenly gotten worse in the last little while, which sucks for you. I think it's because all of the salient things happen to me in the fall. I think i might have said this before, but fall appears to be terribly opportune for me, sometimes even fortuitous. Makes you even more grateful for some of the things that you lose. I guess it's kind of like breaking the strap on one of your favourite purses. It sucks we have to throw it out, but hey, it was a great purse no?

Okay, so I've finished rambling. Had a relatively odd weekend. Nothing to scream and shout about, but nonetheless. Suddenly panicked some time on Sunday and couldn't get out of that mode. Also realized that the hair is at least 2 inches longer than it should be. Can't wait to get it cut, although am slowly bemoaning the loss of my hair stylist. You know that's one relationship i don't have commitment issues with. Boy I'm going to miss that woman. Wonder if i can fly down to california for a haircut every six weeks. Overkill? no? yes?

Alright, that is currently the end of my train of thought. We have reached the last station. Off to bed I get, because tomorrow is tuesday and excessively long for to you all, sooner than later, I hope!

Thursday, November 8, 2007

Ah, stuff it!


Current Mood: panic is swallowing me whole, but other than that, pretty good!

Current Song: In your head by Tegan and Sarah (whom I don't like).

Neglectful Ninny that I am, I haven't written in a while. Partially because life hasn't been all that terribly interesting. Things are continuing on and we are slowly approaching the end of the semester. Or as I like to call it, my final resting place. I am looking forward to my holidays. Ah, the various christmas cookies, and choir concerts and hanging out. Life is certainly interesting when it needs to be. However at the current moment, it's just a whole lot of whining and complaining.

The nice long weekend is coming up. I wish I had plans, but alas, my plans are cozying up with that nice research paper. I am so toast other than that. Hopefully I'll be able to get some rest...that would be nice! It's funny how other things quickly become priority and stuff just shifts about. I had a moment of insanity last week because i couldn't decide whether I was on the right path. However, it now appears that I am. It just takes time. And on top of that it's a one-day-at-time thing that you have to engage in. Sometimes I wonder how I am working and doing the school thing. I must have inherited some of my mother's strength and probably some kind of sheer imbecility from my father's side. Well, it seems to have worked out well for me. Let's see if I can live up to my own standards.
I hope to write more interesting things soon. Right now my life is revolving around the many mundane things. I'll keep checking in. You don't have to read, but you should because you love me...:)
Later days!

Saturday, November 3, 2007

In The Name of the Fashion Gods


Current Mood: sleeepy

Current Song: No Heaven by that weird swedish group

So I was watching the telly today and Fashion File happened to be on. I love that show and I love looking at all the current trends and seeing who would be insane enough or rich enough to go and buy all that stuff. So anyway, there was a woman on who has written a new book about how Haut Couture fashion houses are no longer selling to their exclusive cleintele. Meaning that most of what they call "haute couture" is now going through the assembly line to be mass marketed. Somehow this is wrong to her. One of the statistics that came up was that 40% of Japanese people own something that's Louis Vuitton. Fair enough. But at the same time the large exclusive fashion houses are missi g out on a huge market of people that don't want to pay 6000 bucks for a pair or shoes, but want the brand. Such is the business. That's why Roberto Cavalli is now offering a brand at H and M. Or Isaac Mizrahi for Fairweather. It's an accessible market and one that is probably more profitable in the long run. I frankly dont blame them for finding a huger market...Plus with the economy of some of the Aisan countries doing so well, who can blame them? such is the beast called Branding. I found is partcularly ironic that this woman is mass publishing a book that she wants to be accessible to everyone, yet at the same time biting the hand of the free market economy. Funny eh?
People are so terribly misled at the best of times...and even more so at the worst of times.
I can't believe I've become one of those people that yawn and say "give me a break. its globalization at work" That master's program has unleashed the beast!
so i just thought i would compalin about that. I am done now I think. Blogs are a great way to bitch!
okay one more day until the beginning of the week. This cycle never ends...never! Okay, I'm off to take advantage of the end of daylight savings time! An extra hour of sleep! yay! Until sometime in the middle of the week!

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

In Honour of Halloween


Current Mood: jittery

Current Song: Something Indian.

In honour of Halloween, I have decided to make a list of things that scare me. So here goes:

1. Animals with more than 4 legs

2. Animals with less than 4 legs

3. Animals with 4 legs

5. Commitment (oh, no thanks, i'll pass on the proposal)

6. Zoyah's high expectations (you wanna save the what?!)

7. Heights

8. Children

10. Gamers (stop wearing obscure shirts and comb your hair!)

11. The number 9 (did you catch that?)

12. Humidity (curly hair's arch nemesis)

13. Packed snow (stupid vancouver in January)

14. Falling down (seriously, I'm not kidding)

15. Eminem (the man is a homicide waiting to happen)

I think that's pretty much it for now. Nothing terribly exciting has happened. I hope you will wait until the weekend for the next blog!

Monday, October 29, 2007

There is No Place like....The Library?


Current Mood:'s early

Current Song: That new Santana song (with Chad Kroeger)

This weekend was nice and quiet. Spent reading of course, because what else do I do anyway these days? Well it so happens that we did watch a couple of movies on Saturday night. One was "Borat". Yes, I know, you're already thinking it aren't you. Let's just say that aside from the sparse instances of clever humour, that movie was an assault to the senses really. One has got to wonder what nuanced audience this was meant for. Borat is funny insofar as you check your complex understanding of humour at the door. It turns quickly into some assinine rendition of farce. I hope to baby jesus that movie doesn't make it into the books of history, for we will all be doomed.

The other movie was "Partition". Good movie. A little overdrawn, and dramatized and a bit to "easy" on the plot. However, it's a well done movie. Jimmy Mistry plays a lovely character, Neve Campbell has a horrendous British accent, and Kristen Kreuk manages to cry through almost the entire movie. Can't say I'd watch it again, but it was a worthwhile experience.

So yesterday since Zoyah was working downtown, I decided to tag along and ensconse myself in my favourite chair at the SFU downtown library. I got there just 5 minutes before the library was supposed to open. The scary librarian man from previous posts, came to the door, opened it and ask me "Do you have a home?". I think he sees me there far too often for it to be healthy. I replied "If I do, I don't know where it is anymore". At which he smirked, let me in and there I went for the next 7 hours learning about good government in the tropics. Overall not a hideous weekend, though I would rather have spent my time uselessly doing nothing. Oh well. Can't have everything can you.
Anyway, I best be off to work. Until sometime soon! Enjoy!

Friday, October 26, 2007

Gloria in Excelsis Deo!


Current Mood: Pretty happy

Current Song: Gloria in excelsis Deo (feels like a choir kind of a day).

I got my economic midterm back yesterday, ending a whole week of fretting rather well. I did far better than I expected and happily skipped at the end of class with an "A" paper in my hand. Wow, this grad school business might work out afterall. Forget the lack of sleep that is starting to accumulate in circles around my eyes, and the nutritional deficiency that is starting to show up in my sallow and gaunt skin now. I'm kicking some serious ass so it doesn't really matter does it? That was a top-off on a pretty glorious sunny day. Praise whoever is up there for giving me the green light to perform the way I did. Now to keep it up, is another thing.

Not many exciting things have happened. I have a very urgent itch to go and buy some books for no particular reason, other than the fact that I really really need to read some fiction right now. I have a mile-long book list so if anyone is into getting me something for christmas, that would be a pretty good gift (just don't try and guess which book I want)! I'm kidding, please don't get me gifts. It makes me nervous, and a little sad. Sometimes I get apologetic.

I'm looking forward to a relatively quiet weekend spent reading, and perhaps I might watch a movie or something at home. It will be nice for once just not to be panicking about anything. I can't believe there is one more semester left before I have to get my crap together and look at that MA thesis...or rather finish that MA thesis. Doesn't seem like a terrible idea to start up on it right now. I think I might actually end up working on it during the winter holidays. I know, you're rolling your eyes and mumbling "nerd" under your breath. But after how I did on that Economics midterm, I have never been happier to be a nerd in all honesty!
Anyway, i shall blog again if something exciting happens this weekend like a UFO falls out of the sky, or someone leave brand new Manolos on my doorstep in a size 6, or the man of my dreams appears on transit or something...
Until later!

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Scary Librarian Man


Current Mood: impatient (if you want company flogging dead horses, I'm not your gal today!)

Current Song: Honey in the Moon by some guy.

Zoyah wanted to be in the blog today. Apparently she only reads it if her name is mentioned somewhere in here. So here it is, Zoyah. Enjoy!

I thought I might tell you about scary librarian man who hangs around the library, where I have now taken residence (home? what home?). He is bald and wears round spectacles and buttons his gaudy hawaiian shirt right to the very top. I'm scared of him. He's kind of mean. And I can never really tell when he's being nice either, because his tone of voice doesn't indicate so. I always eat while I'm studying, but not if he's in the library. The weird woman librarian who looks like she's wearing her father's coat is much more amicable. I don't care if I eat in front of her. She just walks by and asks if everything is okay. Generally it is. Scary librarian man is not the bomb though. Not at all.

I think i must be moody this week. I've been quite impatient. Generally that's not a side of myself that i like to exhibit all over the place. It's my less pleasant side and only shows up with people I don't particularly care for. What i've noticed is that people will often just get bent out of shape about the smallest things, and I think that's what has been irritating me the last couple of day. I think I've said it before, and I'll say it again. Get over it people. Life is too short and if you're going to act like a child, then don't mind if I treat you like one. Some adults. Really.

Okay, now that's off my chest, I think I better go and get ready for work, lest I be struck down or something.
I promise again, I will blog (see? I never make promises I can't keep!)

Monday, October 22, 2007

The Big Update!


Current Mood: Apologetic...I'm sooooo sorry I haven't written sooner.

Current Song: Hung Up by Madonna.

It's monday. I'm feeling garfieldian and apologetic for neglecting my blog. It has served me so well for almost 2 years. I told you that I would make a bad mother. My children would probably go unfed or something. It's true. You know it.

Okay Update number 1: Last week was the big economics midterm. We all sufficiently bombed it. We went for drinks after the exam, and basically sat there dissecting the whole thing. Even the smart guy looked like he had eaten something that had gone off. It was terrible. My professor met us at a conference on saturday and ensured us that we probably did just fine. Obviously, he hasn't started marking our exams. Good lord. Oh well. What's done is done. We can't change the past (unless someone is keeping a time machine from me. If you are, please let me know. i would like to change the past).

Update number 2: I went to a great conference on saturday on Peacebuilding and State failure/ Reconstruction. I'm happy to report that the Peace Building Council is working on a new architecture for the UN. Carolyn McAskie (google her if you need to know who she is) spoke on behalf of the UN. She was great. There were some fantastic presentations from our professors as well, and great sandwiches. I truly think I'm doing the right thing with this field. Though, god help me get past the economics of it all!

Update number 3: I went out on Friday night and saw Rendition (movie with Reese Witherspoon and Jake *drool* Gylenhaal). Good movie. If you don't like to think, I don't recommend going. Also, if you don't like torture or subtitles, I don't recommend it. I quite liked it. I have suggestions, but I don't think Time Warner needs to hear about how to make their films better from me.

Update number 4: Went to coquitlam centre and bought a new winter jacket. I'm happy to report, I'm a size smaller than I was 5 years ago. SMILES. This is a big deal for me. Although, we all know I'm always secretly going to be the fat girl. It sure does feel nice to be the small girl once in a while :)

That's it for now. I swear to baby jesus that I will write again in the next couple of days. I swear it! If I don't, you can personally call me on my new cellphone (I guess that's update number 5!) and give me flack for it! Talk to you all soon!

Monday, October 15, 2007

Oh Happy Day


Current Mood: Is there even any point in telling you I'm tired?

Current Song: Afarid (from choir)

Productive weekend. I feel like my eyes are going to fall right out of my head so that's a giant surprise actually! I pulled some serious study time. You're asking me what I know? Hmmmm...nothing! I'm pulling some serious study time today and tomorrow and wednesday night, and then i'm going to take my midterm on thursday and forget about the rest of my life! I'm terribly worried about it. God give me the grace not to bomb!
Yesterday was the happiest day of my life. My professor sent us the lecture slides that he said he wouldn't send. Move over wedding and birth of first child! your place has been usurped the attainment of economics lecture notes. I thought I would cry when i got the email. I have never been so happy to get more things to read. Seriously, it was about the saddest thing you had ever seen.
Yesterday, I also had the pleasure of attending "A Mystical Journey", which was a collection of various artists from around the Islamic world. Most of them were from other esoteric interpretations of Islam, such as Sufism. I think it was probably the most enlightening and enriching experience I have had in a long time. It really made me want to sing again. So much of what we see on television is extreme and steeped in the political rhetoric of the Middle East. We forget that there are these rich and varied traditions across the muslim world that I get to claim as heritage. There were artists from Algeria, Iran, Syria, Pakistan...All singing of something we all share in common. It's something that goes beyond words and beyond this realm. When you connect with a humanity that is larger than yourself, and through music, you connect with God (if you believe in God. I do). There was a lovely line in the program booklet from a famous Sufi poet, Rumi:

We were all part of Adam and heard those melodies in Paradise,
Though water and clay have covered us with doubt
We still remember something of those sounds

I will write again after midterms, either crying or laughing!

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Shooting Oneself in the Foot


Current Mood: Tired...i know, SURPRISE!

Current Song: The Cadbury chocolate song. I wish I had some chocolate now.

Well, i'm terribly sorry for not having written in almost a week. I keep having moments where I say to myself, "Ooh! must blog about this tomorrow!", only to find out that the idea has gone right out of my head.
Yesterday I read an interesting little piece in one of the common-folk newspapers. They were interviewing one of those fashion designers, I forget which one they were talking to (one of those weird ones). They asked her if she believe in a democratic god. Now forgive my grad student mildly-decomposing brain, but doesn't a democracy entail more than one person? How can God be democratic? Technically he would be saying what Mrs. Shlokham on Are You Being Served would say when she exclaimed, "And I am unanimous in that!" People have really got to learn how to ask questions. What the heck is all of that ?!

I have only now come to realize how powerful the media is and generally how quickly or slowly you can get a buy-in from the public. Fascinating discussions have happened on this topic that I shan't bore you with right now.

In other news, I am seriously considering going back to singing. Now I just have to find an outlet. I rather would like to try something different, but we'll see how that works out. I will keep you updated if my toes leave the ground and I am emboldened to take on some new musical endeavour. In the meantime, more pruning of life going on. I'm looking forward to my holidays.
I will write again. Probably on sunday, or Monday...stay tuned! I am going to a concert this weekend!

Saturday, October 6, 2007



Current Mood: ((o_o)) This is what I'm starting to look like. I'm so tired!

Current Song: Something's been in my non-functioning head for days!

I think I'm well on the path to recovery from our all-night prayer. It went well. I didn't fall asleep during the meditation, which is a bonus because I generally think "meditation is coming up...Yes!! Naptime!" It was actually the best one and the most fulfilling one in years. I can't sometimes believe the stuff that comes out of my own mouth! So i'm done being ismaili for another year...see you again next Ramadan kids!

I'm glad it's Thanksgiving weekend. I'm thankful for extra study time. God knows I need it! I have midterms in a couple of weeks and I still couldn't explain to you what purchasing power parity is! Which makes me feel like I'm in the doghouse. Really. Sometimes I feel like I'm driving with no brakes on the car straight towards failure. But I know I'm not. I'm just being an ass about it lately. Watch out UN! I'm on my way!

Okay, if I keep writing about things that aren't interesting, there will be no point to this blog, so I better just leave now and spare you all the details of my life. Hopefully after the weekend I'll have something more interesting to say. For now, I think I better go and read Jeffrey Sachs' theory on economic development. Don't worry, I won't ruin the ending for you!

Monday, October 1, 2007

I Don't Suffer From Insanity, I Enjoy Every Minute of it!


Current Mood: quite alright for a monday morning.

Current Song: Walls Fall Down by Bedouin Soundclash (good song)

I have to say, these days weekends leave me more tired than I am before I have one. It's the amount of insanity that ensues as soon as I have that thing that used to be called "free time". No longer free time. Free time is study time. And study time is every moment that I'm not actually trying to survive. Zoyah and I have gotten sad enough, where we're looking forward to the long weekend, for extra study time to catch up. But I did take some time off to watch the new episodes of Housewives and Brothers and Sisters. I'm thinking of taking up a job as TV viewer and possibly doing reviews for TV guide. Who can keep up? It's either watch that much TV and suck at life.

I haven't started to expand sideways which I have to give myself some credit for. I did pilates on saturday morning after quite a while. Let's just say it hurts to breathe right now! Holy sore ab muscles batman! It did feel good though. i never thought I'd be one of those people to say something like that. How random of me.

Ramadan is almost over. 4 day countdown to the all-night vigil. I managed to get the morning off on Friday, but still have to survive through 3 hours of class in the afternoon on Friday. I don't think I'll be in terrible shape. Although I have said things like that and generally they have flown back into the face of reason to laugh at me. But I THINK that I will be alright.

Anyway, I shall write again soon. Maybe halfway through the week, maybe friday...who knows...
talk to you's all later.

PS: I'm perenially amazed by the wonders of the interweb. The things you can find out. I know who's reading this blog and who's not. Quite something isn't it?

Thursday, September 27, 2007

Kids These Days


Current Mood: oh, bugger, more work

Current Song: Grace Kelly by Mika (it's so old, why is it stuck in my head?)

So, I sometimes catch the bus with a bunch of them little school kids who are going to the highschool. At best, I try not to catch the bus with them because nobody should be subjected to that kind of high pitched screaming early in the morning. I'm quite certain that it's bad for your health. But anyway, sometimes I'm absolutely gobsmacked at the way that they dress. This one little girl was wearing a bolero jacket ("shrug" for those of you not born in 1958), with the smallest tanktop imaginable. Now nothing is wrong with the shrug and tank top, but I think her jeans should have reached to at least her rib cage, because the amount of skin showing embarrassed me and I was fully covered.
I don't want to blame it all on the media. I do however, want to blame some of it on the parents. My mother had the strictest policy when it came to tank tops. If it didn't cover up the top of your arm, you were damned if you were going to wear it! And I'm not saying that we don't. Poor woman has finally come to her senses, although tube tops are completely out of the question. Parents these days set all kinds of limits on their kids, such as tv for only 1 hour, no more than half hour of computer use, purple socks only allowed in the house and what have you. Yet they go and completely ruin their own parenting efforts by buying them racy clothing and expensive gadgetry. In my day (which is not so long ago), celphone were for adults.
And another thing. I saw a little girl dancing very questionably outside in my complex to some of that rock and/or roll. Please talk to your kids about responsible media. Good grief. If I had been dancing like that when i was a kid about her age, I probably wouldn't be alive to bitch about this.
More people should be like my mum....and the many other good parents that we know!

Okay, i'm off to go to school and deal with the beast that is economic theory. My only bright spot today is that the new episode of Greys anatomy is on! yay! Until later!

Monday, September 24, 2007

Get Rich Before You Get Fat


Current Mood: Mellifluous

Current Song: something from an indian movie, which nobody will know. mum got it stuck in my head and now i'm doomed to sing it all day long...

We never learn. That's the conclusion that I have come to. We never really learn do we? Things are bad for us, but temptation always gets the best of us. It's really a sad kind of situation isn't it? When things go well, we never say, "wow, this is exactly where I want to be. Maybe I'll just let go of those things that I don't need in my life....that sounds like a great idea!". But then again, perhaps we don't let them go because we still have to learn from them. Thoughts? I am not referring to anything specific don't worry. I'm just thinking out loud, or on paper, rather.

I went shopping this weekend, despite having an ass-load of work to do. I bought a black sweater as reparation for not being able to leave the house in many days aside from going from one place to another. The sweater is adventurously black. I know, I go crazy with the colours don't i? When i went through my goth phase (okay...i'll wait until you get back on your seat....)
are you on?
When i went through my goth phase, I did nothing but wear black for two years. Then one day I think I went and bought something gray. My mother got so excited, you would have thought somebody just proposed to the hopeless she-troll. Ever since, I've been colours abound. However, black is still comforting. I feel like I can watch people and think things without them knowing. This of course, is not true. But let me have my delusions will you? Anyway, i'm sure I have to go to work. We shall see what kind of day it's going to be. I have this feeling it might be unforgiving. Should I make it out alive, I shall of course, write again.
A bientot mes amis!

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Don't Be Stupid


Current Mood: Shlubby

Current Song: Here With Me by Dido

Well, I'm sick of studying. Sick to death of it already and I'm only in week 3. God help me. Anyway, so the reason for the post today is that I got great relationship advice from a coworker. She happens to be a very painfully witty woman who keeps me entertained when things get a bit dull. Her relationship advice is as follows:
1. Don't be stupid
2. Don't marry a stupid person

I think that's probably the best advice I've ever received. I don't know if I can help it that I'm stupid and probably clueless when it comes to relationships. I think asking me for advice on relationships is probably akin to asking me to cut your hair. It shouldn't be done really. It would be terrible. It's smart advice however. Too many people are stupid and/or they marry stupid people. If it's both, it's an unfortunate farce played on them by god, in which case we can only hope for Darwinian consequences (that's! out of the gene pool!). I wonder why someone up there made stupid people. And furthermore, why they tend to get into relationships.
However, here's a bit of sunshine for you. Divorce rates are down! Now they are some 30 odd percent instead of half the population...yay! there is some glimmer of hope for us yet! Well, as I figure it, if everyone puts some common sense into their decisions, and largely ignores the "stupids", we'll be back to nuclear families in no time (not that it would work for me, but just sayin')
okay, enough about this business....time to get to work...must read Iraqi news before bed! Ciao bellas!

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Nice Guys


Current Mood: mildly irritated

Current Song: Lovestoned by Justin Timberlake

So I read something yesterday and it's got me all riled up. Of course. It's an email that's been going around for a little while called "Nice Guys Finish Last". It's this sappy-ass thing about how nice guys always finish last. It's supposed to be a testament to all the men who have ever cared about any woman and taken the time to be with her and how nothing ever works out for them. I think it's a bunch of crap. I'm sorry, but I do.

Here is the dilemma as I see it: Nice guys don't finish last because nice guys never started. That's right. Most nice guys are too scared to even start anything. They don't have a right to complain about it. If you weren't in the game, don't complain about losing. It's the stupidest thing you can do. It also depends on the definition of nice. Are you nice because you truly care or do you consider yourself nice because you bring her roses on her birthday? One is more meaningful than the other. Too many guys will classify themselves as nice and yet when it comes to loyalty, they defenestrate their values entirely! And then you ask why we fall for the sleazy ones. The sleazy ones weren't the ones on the bench waiting as life went by. They actually did something!
So if you're a nice guy, and the next time you complain about finishing last, remember my advice. Did you even start in the first place?
Starting a day off on a conniption is seldom a good idea. However I felt that it needed to be addressed. People and their sappy vomit-inducing tripe deserve a tight slap sometimes. Okay, enough of Irritated Woman. I have to get to work. See you all in a few days when i recover from my extremely long day today!
Au Revoir Mes Belles! (mum: that means goodbye my lovelies!)

Sunday, September 16, 2007

Art in Crisis


Current Mood: I don't think I've been this tired since 1997

Current song: Stronger by Kanye West (that's one good it sounds like robots!)

Don't ask me what happened in 1997. I just remember being really tired all that year :P I just finished a 12 hour study session, with inconsequential breaks in between obviously. That makes 20 hours this weekend. That's nearly an entire day of studying. *sigh*. I have no idea how I'm even going to pull this off.

So, when I was at SFU downtown yesterday, reaching the end of my rope, and my day, a bunch of writers and editors came and sat on the communal couches in the area where I was sitting. They apologized for speaking very loudly and asked me what I was reading. I was reading the roots of capitalism at the time. It's probably the densest piece of work you will ever read. Neo-smithian marxism...I still don't know what that is! (well it's better than the 500 page snooze-fest on the history of globalization).
Anyway, they started talking about how we're living in the age of the fallout of capitalism and that artists still don't get paid enough and how they should have an annual salary despite the amount of work that they do. I was grasping at the last shreds of civility, so I kept my mouth shut. But really! Come on!
I appreciate art and I agree that they are grossly underpaid at times, and many are underappreciated. but in a merit-based society, nothing comes free. If we all have to earn our way, so do you! Plus, with the best of intentions, there is always the bad seed, who can live off of their annual artists' income, and never produce a thing. This has been a pattern in economic and world history, and I dare to say, history repeats itself (In the words of my wise mother, "the past haunts you like a bitch"). So, as a fellow artist, I say, if you want to do good in this world, and want to be recognized, work for it and work hard for it. I know plenty of sucessful artists and they have earned their keep.
Okay, so that's off my chest. I'm off to do my hair and take a much deserved evening off. Although knowing me, I'll be back here soon, reading something else! Darn it!

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

I Always Wanted to Be Somebody When I grew up. Now I realize I should have been more specific


Current Mood: Upright

Current Song: That new Maroon 5 one that I can't remember.

The above quote by Lily Tomlin, a funny funny woman.

I'm having a less than emotional day today. Apparently today is free hug day. One of my coworkers thinks that's revolting. I have to agree. Who wants to hug complete strangers. If you're giving me a free hug, it had better be coming with an iPod or a small economical vehicle. Otherwise, don't touch me if you know what's good for you. Are people so starving for physical affection that they will go to those lengths? Please people, have some self respect!

I also have to say, I'm rather getting sick of reading the scratchings of people who write about dancing in the sun and eating rainbows. There are some people who dwell on some kind of ideal state of love, which I don't think exists. Love is not about some kind of ethereal divine out of this world feeling that you have for someone that is so deep it's basically hurting to breathe. Love is crusty. That's right. Love is a crusty old emotion that grows out of asking how someone's day was and making sure that you leave the last bit of ice cream for them or turning your socks the right side out before putting them in the laundry. So for all you people who write about this ridiculous dance in the sunshine love, we have got to wonder why divorce rates are high. If we all think like this, where is room for reality. Honestly. I may be unromantic, but I know my marriage will last :)

Okay, i'm done ranting. Being an academic brings you back to a different world of thinking and being. I shall go now, and join my fellow mole people as we borough on ahead through a tunnel of knowledge and timbits! Until soon (I hope)!

Friday, September 7, 2007

Thus Begins My Descent Into the World of the Mole People (Grad Students)


Current Mood: Moribund and overwhelmed

Current Song: Stupid Kelly Clarkson's Never again (stupid song)

Well, I've nearly made it through my first week of graduate school without crying. The work however, is not helping. I might crack under the pressure of the workload. Reading about instituting market economies is making my eyes fall right out of my head. I've got an intense weekend of studying coming up. I haven't quite figured out when I'm going to take my breaks. I may give myself an evening or so just to recover, but that all depends on a host of other things. Work is not helping either. But what can you do. Such is the life of one as talented as I am (and no, I haven't even lost an ounce of my modesty in the process!)

Interesting skytrain story anyone? So, yesterday I was on the skytrain and there were these two youth talking about the US and their claim to calling French Fries Freedom Fries shortly after 9-11 to express their anti-French sentiment. Okay, they didn't say all of that, but still I thought you should know. Anyway, so these two went on and on about how they might go to the states and ask for french fries just to spite the Americans. One of them expressed "French fries will always remain french!". At this point I nearly fell out of my seat. I wanted to point out to them that French Fries were actually a Belgian invention and not a french one. I have no idea why they have french in their name. But who am I to argue with history (when I do, I look crazy). I of course didn't say anything. I think perhaps the most amusing part was the conviction with which this was expressed. It's as if, they were french fry historians and anyone that claimed to know anything about them would quickly be shot down with marvelously sparkling evidence of root vegetable immersion in fat. Oy vey. Some people....

I told you amusing skytrain stories would start! Anyway, I'm off to the gallows. I will write again sometime over the weekend or next week. Have a fantastic day if you must!

Tuesday, September 4, 2007

First Day of School


Current Mood: Exhausted!

Current Song: No songs today, just much thinking.

So, today is the end of my first day of school. It was hectic. I worked for the morning, and then attended class, and then went to a wine and cheese event. I am completely exhausted and so excited to be part of this silliness.
Yes, I still love school. Possibly more than I did before. I actually found the industrialization theory today fascinating. I have to be the biggest geek that ever walked the planet. It's going to get very hectic very soon, so I'll really have to buckle down.
I'm sad to say however, that books are still expensive, and fees, even more so! On top of being expensive, those stupid books are heavy too. We breathed a huge sigh of relief when we found out some of the books were "recommended" texts. Nobody actually reads those no matter what you're doing.
I'm also sad to say that the people on the skytrain still suck. Generally, no room, crowds, rude people. And then there are those people who tell you their life story without ever meaning to. Did I need to know that the red-haired lady has mortgage issues? I'm one to keep my problems to myself. I never did understand those folks that have a rather compulsive need to let everyone in a 10 metre radius from them know about their lives.
Ah, the skytrain. I guess you'll be hearing a few more stories about it when I resurface every now and then from now on.
I can't believe it. Life is weird.

Sunday, September 2, 2007

Breaching the Boundaries of Propriety


Current Mood: Gung Ho

Current Song: What am I to You by Norah Jones

Well, the house is now empty of cousins and British Folk. There is only the mere overhanging shadow of laughter on this cold dreary vancouver evening. Okay, it's not that bad. But I paint a pretty Dickensian picture don't I? Family left, so now it's back to Normalcy and we all know how I feel about normal.

It has been a bit of a movie weekend. And I have to say, I've been left with a little bit of a women's lib taste in my mouth (take that how you must). Today I got to go see Becoming Jane with some friends. Very enjoyable movie. I like Jane Austen's uncompromising nature in that she does not need to hide her intelligence when faced with the choice. I also like her ability to call out a bad choice such as marrying a man who was a ne'erdowell. We all know how I feel about unworthy men. And Yesterday we watched Chak De India (meaning, Go for it trite). It's basically about a washed up hockey player who takes a group of women's players to the world cup. Thin plot, girl power and all that. The only part that really annoyed me was that when they lost their first match, the whole lot of them started to cry. Please, man up for god's sake! Our one weakness is this emotional thing. Sometimes we should find some way to get past it. it's really quite irritating.
I think that women shouldn't try to be equal to men. We are on different trajectories. To all those people concerned about glass ceilings, just throw your pointiest stiletto at's glass...duh. We are big in our own little ways. And it's those little ways that change the world. So go forth, and nag sisters! I'm just kidding....I like movies that reinforce my sense of self. I rant about them. It's all good.
Anyway, I must be off to wage war on mankind...or sleep, whatever...we'll see where the night goes

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Limitless Possibilities


Current Mood: Earachey

Current Song: Gloveslap from The Simpsons

I noticed something about myself today. I'm a limit pusher. I constantly push the limits of other people just to see how far they are willing to go for me before they run away. I'm not sure what it is. It's a funny revelation that has come to me over the last day or so. I find that I tend to push and push until I feel like people won't be able to stand it anymore. It must be my way of proving that they are worth my time and energy. What a weirdo I am. But then again i hear a lot of people who do that kind of thing. Pushing limits is not always a bad thing. I constantly do it to see how far I myself will go. Often the results aren't disastrous which is a good thing isn't it. I generally tend to set new horizons of achievement for myself. Not always the crappiest thing in the world.

You know who pushes my limits though? That stupid kid on the bus. He talks to every stranger he can possibly find and then some. Then he's super loud and annoying. He has never spoken to me maybe because the looks that I give him could burn a hole through his head. Well, it's really his own fault for being so damned loud! One day I'll crack and say something to his mother like "if you're going to let your kid talk to strangers, can they also give him candy?" I hate people.

Anyway, I've been eating meat for the last week so I'm starting to feel a bit like a cow myself. But off we are to eat barbecue in about 10 minutes time. *SIGH* Pray for me.

Sunday, August 26, 2007



Current Mood: Tired, too long a weekend for my taste sometimes....

Current song: Mujko Mauff by Hariharan (means forgive me)

It's been a cumbersome week. It's a lot of running around, most of it fun, but some of it just plain old tiring. I have been engulfed in all things family, which makes you wonder really. But as long as there is good food, you can't go too much on the wayward.

Saturday was a day at Lonsdale Quay. I haven't been on the seabus since I first came to Canada. For some reason, i've never really been tempted to venture out to North Vancouver. We all know how I feel about North Vancouver. It's so white bread that I can't be bothered clambering up hills to get places. If you can't find it in Vancouver, you won't find it on a mountain, so just give it up. Anyway, North Van is nice, if for a little while. I liked the quay. we suggested to our british cousins that we go to an authentic british restaurant. It seems like a wild idea doesn't it?

And then today, we packed th car up and went to rocky point. yes again. Yes, it was fun. yes, I ate too much. then we went on a giant walk through some park woods and nearly ended up on the other side of the water. frightening considering i have a ridiculous sense of direction. That place is strange. I'm sure you could scream bloody murder and nobody would hear you. I have a few ideas if I want someone whacked.

I realize that if I did everything that I thought about I would be put away somewhere for a long time. Good thing I have better reflexes than thoughts.
Okay, one last week left before school and then the insanity ensues. I will try and breathe deeply for the rest of the week and then I'll be tossed to the winds. Hope to keep on blogging!

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Roger, My Unreliable Boyfriend


Current Mood: Irritated

Current Song: Crazy by Gnarls Barkley (because I may actually be losing it)

What a crazy and irritating day it's been. I've been a bit out of sorts the last day or so, largely for reasons I care not to share with the public, but today I think really put the cherry on the cake. I think that Rogers Wireless is like a really bad boyfriend. So unreliable. I have been trying to get my new phone for the last month. Literally. Rogers is like men. They don't call when they say they're going to, they're never ready on time when they said they would. It's one constant let down after another. When I went in last week and they actually had the phone that I wanted, their system stopped working or something. I glibly said to the guy, that I have commitment problems and rogers is the longest relationship that I have ever been in. The nice lady beside me started to chuckle.
Today I was close to committing some sort of crime. So now, I must wait another week until they get their act together.

It's been sort of a hideous ride actually. I'm wishing that things would change. Apparently, according to my fortune cookie, The solution to my problem will be obvious. I didn't know I had a problem. But i'll welcome any unwarranted solutions!

Okay anyway. I think i may actually have some things to do this evening. So I shall be off then. Until a later date!

Sunday, August 19, 2007

The Men in My Life


Current Mood: Amused

Current Song: Koyal by Nitin Sawhney

So today I've decided to public declare my TV crushes and I'm sure that you're going to start to see a pretty distict pattern I think. Since I don't have a life, I spend my time with these men. And they're good company because they don't piss me off :)

George Stroumboulopoulos (Yes I spelled it right) - The intellectual bad boy. I like him because he's super smart, and edgy, but not too primped. Plus he wears my favourite two colours all the time: red and black. What's not to love?

John Stewart - He's hilarious. If you married a man like that you would be eternally amused. I plan on being the other woman. I know most of his material is written by his writers for the show, but he is a really funny interviewee and super-savvy. Again, what's not to love.

Niles Crane - He's such a wimp, but I love his hair! That and his little sarcastic retorts to his father and Roz. He's kind of prissy, but he's got a refinement that I kind of admire (more than his brother anyway).

Mr. Sheffield - He's british and rich. There's nothing more to it!

Travis Storch - Yes, still, nobody has been able to replace him as the hottest doctor in my life. He was too good for Jenn. I'm sticking with it. Best Bachelor ever!

Zack Morris - I loved him because he had blonde hair and blue eyes. Also, because he ordered pizza in class on his really huge celphone. The badboy I would never end up with (I make better decisions than that people! ) but would have a crush on all my life :)

Mark Sloane - So that thing I said about Travis, well, I kind of cheated on him with Mark Sloane. He makes blood and guts sexy. Also, his eyes twinkle when he smiles. Sure he's a cheater, but have ya seen him ??

I think that's it for those TV crushes. Of course, there are the real men in my life, all of who are amazing, wonderful, funny and smart men. Some of them are terrible decision makers, but those are the ones who I can yell at that end up listening to me. Women, there really isn't such a shortage as we think. You just have to find them, that's all (you're welcome, boys)

Okay, time to go work out before I start to expand needlessly. Seacrest Out!

Thursday, August 16, 2007

The World is Ugly. Wear Makeup


Current Mood: Violated. I've already been accosted by both family members early in the morning.

Current Song: Everybody gonna Dance (stupid Paul McCartney...stupidest song ever...)

I was rather amused yesterday. I think i'm quickly gaining favour as the favourite in the family. We were driving back from an appointment and my sister has been playing the hairspray CD every chance she gets. Hairspray is a musical. We all know I hate musicals and despite the music being well written, I would rather stick a hot poker in my eye than listen to it. But I shut up about it once in a while and let her have her fun. She has to give me her first born anyway. So, we're listening and we're close to home and my mom switches off the CD because I think she just had it. So my sister starts her Whine and Cheese parade and I loudly state that mum prefers my music to hers. And my mother actually said Yes!!! HA HA! She would rather listen to weirdo music that I play in the car than musicals. I'm starting to gain the upper hand I tells ya. Soon I'll be the one that gets the bigger helping of pasta! Take That!!

I'm only kidding by the way. I don't mean most of what I said. Most

I also have a request for the general public that is wandering around town at this point. Since it's a bit warm outside, please don't smell bad. Please? Let's put it this way. If everyone else smells lovely, and you don't, you're not "unique". You're "smelly". There are a variety of different things you can do to fix this situation. Showering is a very good one. Others might include using perfume or deoderant. Just a suggestion that you aren't the only one wandering around town. If you were, I wouldn't write this blog. Thanks again for your consideration.

Okay, I'm off for the day. I have to go do this thing called work. Oh, the gaul of these people!

Monday, August 13, 2007

Diamonds Are Forever


Current Mood: It's too early to pick sides yet so, meh....

Current Song: Without Love (because Zoyah has been singing it for days...i hate musicals!)

So we watched Blood Diamond this weekend. It's a really good movie. Kind of sad, and a bit bloody, but really really good. Leo does a good job, aside from the accent that keeps slipping. But then again, doing a South African accent can't be easy I'm sure. I can't even do a proper british one, so one can only imagine. I didn't know very much about Blood Diamonds, but now I do, so anyone wanting to get me some diamonds (Hint, hint), please make sure they are certified and conflict free. Diamonds are supposed to be my birthstone, but I find them so unthrilling and plain. I'll stick to my Tanzanite thank you.

This week marks the beginning of a bunch of craziness. I'm going to have so much to do with the family coming down and school starting up. I haven't bought books yet, which make me feel like I'm going to hyperventilate! Seriously, my organizational skills are completely being tested. Let's see if I can pull through without falling flat on my face. Here goes....

Anyway, terribly busy week ahead. I'm literally scheduling time in to wash my hair (I know, crazy). I shall try and blog when I can, probably some time in the middle of the week, I'll start being funny again or something. Alright, until later!

Thursday, August 9, 2007

Snakes and Ladders


Current Mood: nonchalantly trying to think unsexy thoughts

Current Song: Something Simpsons Related

Boy howdy, am I happy the weekend is coming up. Also, one more week until my cousins come from London, which I think will be the most exciting part of the summer. Even the scab on my knee is throbbing with excitement. I know I'm meant to be a writer because I paint us such a lovely picture.

Anyway, so I was reading my favourite blog, This Fish and she was talking about whether men and women can be friends, strictly or not. The general consensus was not so much. Then there was somebody who mentioned ladder theory. So I checked it up of course. So ladder theory is basically the theory that when we meet somebody, we mentally size them up and put them on a mental ladder. The higher you are, the more appealing you are. Apparently everyone does it. Ladder theory applies to friendships between men and women too. Apparently the more attractive you are as a woman, the less likely a boy is going to want to be your friend for friend purposes.
I largely agree with it, though it is a broad generalization and we all know that all generalizations are bad (haha). I do have to say that the visual appeal of a man is directly proportionate to his lack of socioeconomic status. I find the construction workers much hotter than the balding that so wrong? Though, again i do say, that this is a generalization. I'm sure there are plenty of hot businessmen (Burrard anyone?). So if we all have mental images (and I know I'm at the top of everyone's list for being gorgeous!), then indeed how can we just be friends if we are constantly sizing eachother up. it's a strange little phenomenon. I always get warnings from my mother about turning boys into my brother. If I don't, I end up with weird boy vibe. So, it's gotta be. Sorry ma, they is brothers to me!
Okay, this blog has taken up the last vestiges of my bed!

Wednesday, August 8, 2007

When you don't know what to do, walk fast and look worried.


Current Mood: Death is starting to look like welcome respite

Current Song: Too Much of Everything by Corneille (it has 4 words, I swear).

Well, I started a new job as a Communications Coordinator last week for a local non profit. During the course of the week, I've managed to panic several times and keep to myself whilst I wring my fingers awkwardly. I hate firsts. First everythings suck. I learn quick so I should be able to get on my feet soon and get going with it.

I am seriously hoping that blogs don't become a thing of the past. I don't want them to. I work too hard to waste my time to give it up now! If I do not blog for a whole month, feel free to kick me in the backside. I think this might be my only refuge once school starts and I'm working and have no real social life. How is it that I get myself into these situations? I have always wondered what my problem is....

I've got lots on the brain lately. Sadly, nothing interesting. I did read a story in the newspaper that said that over the last decade, the ideal weight that women want to be has actually gone up from before that. So ideally, where women used to say 132 pounds was great, now it's 135 pounds. Study in the US. What ever happened to eating healthy and being fit? I'm sometimes surprised at the supersize mentality. I don't eat like crazy and am literally built big (thanks grandmas!). But when my mother asked me why I started working out anyway, I told her I didn't want to die of a heart attack. If I want to die of anything, I hope that it's actually fun. Tragic when you have choices in life, and you choose to ignore them. If I live to be a healthy old person, I'll be happy with myself. If I don't, then I hope my family pulls the plug on me :P
alright, off I go. Lots to do, little time to do it.
Until sometime soon! ciao!

Sunday, August 5, 2007

Ah, I Remember Being 25 Was All About Scabby Knees and Ice Cream


Current Mood: meh...

Current Song: Zombie by Cranberries (You heard right, brown people!)

So I have a big bloody scabby knee. I tend to scrape my right knee every 5 years or so. Not sure. It must be God's reminder to me that I'm not him. Fine. He wins this round. I'm passing it off as a ninja-related injury or a skateboarding accident. You can choose, because the real story is way too embarrassing. Can't a young woman walk down a dark alleyway at 3 in the morning without being accosted by Ninjas? Jeez. What has the world come to these days. And then I nearly fell over while zoyah and I were out for our morning walk. I'm kind of a calamity this week. Must be the neurotic shaking and the general lack of self-restraint I've been showing lately. I don't quite understand myself sometimes.

Anyway, so today we have family coming over for dinner. So mum's been cooking since yesteryear and has us all in on the charade. Family dinners are a weird little endeavour. Not only must you cook for them, but you must clean your house from top to bottom, lest they look in your linen closet for whatever reason. So I got the fun job of vacuuming the entire bottom floor. I know, my life is thus far very exciting. I want to go to sleep now. I'm tired already but there is more to be done! More!

I guess I had better get going. I probably need to clean under the fridge in case somebody falls flat on their face and accidentally looks under there. So, until sometime next week, Ciao!

Thursday, August 2, 2007

I Hate Criers!


Current Mood: So tired, so so tired

Current Song: Breakdown by Jack Johnson

So, I think I might be mildly aggitated this week. I have been watching some reality TV, and I use the word "some" very loosely - and I've noticed how many people cause a big fussy crying scene all over the place. Stupid shows. I'm referring in this particular instance to Amber on Big Brother. if somebody dropped a piece of cheese on the ground while making their sandwich, she would cry about it in the diary room and profess eternal love for that piece of cheese. I hate her. Yes we get it that you're a single mother yack yack, but PLEASE have some self restraint!
I also hate it when men cry. For some reason I just can't stand it. I think my main reasoning for that would be if I can suck it up, so can you. Does that sound mean? Well, it's supposed to be! I especially hate it when they cry on those wedding shows. "I promise to love you *sniff* and honour you *sniff* all the days of my life *sob*". Oh get over it!
Now, it's fine to cry sometimes. i remember that one day in my life I cried. Yeah, that's a memorable day...anyway. It's fine to cry if say, you got a bad haircut or you're dying of some kind of terrible illness or you slammed your hand in the car door. All good reasons for crying even if you are a boy. But other than a truly valid reason, if you start to cry when you're around me, I will not think twice of slapping you upside the head. It'll probably make you cry more, but at least you'll have a good reason then.
As one of my good friends would say, "emotions are overrated". I wholeheartedly agree with that sentiment!
anyway, I probably will be busy busy all weekend. Still contemplating making my way to the fireworks. it may just be a last minute decision. Who knows. i'm spontaneous like that. Okay, time's a-ticking. I'm off for some much needed rest. Until after the weekend!

Wednesday, August 1, 2007

I Think "I May Have Problems" is an Understatement


Current Mood: I'm shaking for absolutely no reason

Current Song: Lips of An's not a good way to start off the sunny day

So I think I may really have some commitment issues. For the second time in the last few years I have dreamt that I ran out on my own wedding. I'll tell you how this one started off. For some reason i did something that constitutes questionable behaviour, and one of my aunts (I won't say which), arranged for me to get married to a nice brown boy. For those of you who have watched Bollywood/Hollywood, you'll remember Killer Khalsa. Well that's what my husband looked like! Ack! So I snuck out during the engagement ceremony never to return. The previous dream I had had I ran out on a really nice boy during the reception. At least now it's getting less showy and I won't actually run out one day. But this must be some underlying issue that I have. Lord help me. I go about not interested, or vaguely interested in relationships and am so low maintenance, nothing can be maintained. The minute things intensify I run for the hills. I'll end up alone, and that's okay with me. I could always adopt a Malawian kid :) According to my mother I'm going to marry a nice big dude, who could carry me (yes, with a FORK LIFT!). So apparently I'm marrying Paul Bunyan.

What can you do in this day and age.
I'm contemplating going to the fireworks this weekend with my sister. We've both been dying to go and nobody seems to be keen on it that I know of. Oh well. And plus it's amazing weather lately. I don't feel like impaling myself on something as a result. That's always a bonus right?
Alrighty I think I shall be off. Things to prepare before work begins.

Also, somebody send me a good song vibe. This lips of an angel thing is killing me softly with his song! Ciao!

Sunday, July 29, 2007

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand Scene!


Current Mood: No more reading!

Current Song: Stupid Family Guy theme song

I pulled a complete couch troll marathon today. I finished (yes, finished) the Harry Potter final book. I started some time on Thursday and didn't get much reading done until today and I finally finished the book. The ending was....clean...and partly unnecessary. However, I guess we can credit JK for succumbing to the people's will. That's all I'm gonna say about that, since people who might read this blog might think that this is some kind of spoiler. In which case, i think it would be too late to say spoiler alert wouldn't it....oh well. So I haven't actually read that intensely since I finished school. It was rather an experience and I'm bracing myself for what is coming for me in a month's time (oh school...*sigh*). It shall indeed be an interesting time in my life I should think. Who knew I would be pursuing grad school. Well, I've completely gone off on a tangent in one paragraph. On to the next paragraph!

See how smooth a transition i just made? I'm having one of those funny standing-still-in-time moments again where I look back at the last few years and see how much has changed. I'm not sure why that happens more and more. But how much do we change. I guess Harry Potter does relate to Life Lessons afterall. I think there are several good lessons for children in those books. I like the one where nobody is perfect. That one always is imbued with a bit of hope and a bit of sorrow for me. It's the one lesson that allows me to brace myself against expectations that people have of me and I of them. It's not a cop out by any means. I just think that we should allow people their moments of weakness and allow them the benefit of the doubt. I have said that quite a lot in the past and I quite believe it now too. Strange, this growing up in one weekend. In the meanwhile, I'm exhausted. Who knew reading was such an intense activity. Well, my wits seek some sleep...until I find strength to write again....ciao!

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Facts of Life


Current Mood: achey and slightly recalcitrant

Current Song: The Hardest Part by Coldplay

So, I was just sitting around and thought that there are some facts to life that exist that we almost never acknowledge and yet they fall soooo true. Here are some of them (No, not those facts of life. grow up. you're not in grade 2 anymore).

1. Intellectual Snobs hate other intellectual snobs: It's true. When you meet someone who has an air of defiant know-it-allness, you immediately don't take to them. Which for me, is odd because I'm one of them. We completely have this double-standard for ourselves. Intellectual snobs here defined as people who generally shun the bourgeois, know the name of at least one fancy cheese (camembert, check), often have a smug self-righteous look on their face (check) and didn't have to check up "recalcitrant". Oh how I love my fellow snobs!

2. Whether you like it or not, you end up turning into your mother. This is very true. Just look at me! I'm nearly there. And people comment on it all the time. i think we've been living together for too long...time to move out!

3. God generally opens a door for you to walk through, and then stands around the corner with his foot out to trip you. Just when everything goes right, everything goes wrong. Isn't that the truth? I find it very irritating that fate likes to muck about with my grand plan. Sure keeps me on my toes!

4. They all come out of the woodwork when you're at your worst. I have one bad hair day and suddenly the cutest guy on the skytrain starts to flirt with me. I go to the grocery store with sweatpants on and the guy at the counter chats me up. I don't understand the twisted logic. All I know is, I wish there would be more bad hair days.

5. Most of us wish we could be Oprah's dog: That dog has got to have the sweetest life. Doing nothing, living in a big house, having everyone run about doing things for you. Sure, you might want to be Oprah too, but she actually has to work, and I'm not so fond of that prospect. What a great life to have....

Anyway, I best be off. Things to do, people to annoy. See you all in a few days!

Monday, July 23, 2007

Kwik E Mart and Bad Movies


Current Mood: owie owie owie owie

Current Song: Something by Jagjit keeps changing

My life dream has finally been fulfilled. I finally got to go to the Kwik E Mart and it didn't rain down on my head. That has to be the most exciting thing that has ever happened to me (which makes my existence really really sad). Some man also asked whether that was the highlight of our weekend, and I said that yes, that was pretty much it. By the way, the donut is disgusting...but you gotta eat one! So, a picture of Zoyah and me outside the KEM.
Then, in the evening I settled down to watch Van Helsing. That was probably the worst movie I have ever seen. Okay, fine, the special effects were pretty okay. The plot however, took every archetypal scary thing from literary history and stuck it into one movie. Doesn't sound like a recipe for disaster. Well, it was! Just to give you a bit of the plot, Van Helsing sets out to kill dracula who is hiding out in Frankenstein's castle and trying to look for Frankenstein's monster to harness all his power to bring his children to life (who, by the way, look like a cross between bats and gargoyles). Somewhere in the middle of it all, Van Helsing gets bitten by the Werewolf and has to contend with that....sound stupid.....well, it sure was. I'm glad I hadn't paid money to see it. I remember dying to see it because I recognized the name Van Helsing from the original dracula book. Wooo, there is a God, and he knew that would be a mistake....
anyway, that's two blogs to start of yer weeks. So I'm out for a couple of days...catch you soon!

Saturday, July 21, 2007

My Life as a Simpsons Character


Current Mood: Elated
Current Song: Who needs the Kwik-e-Mart

So, first of all, before I say ANYTHING, I am now a Simpsons Character. For those of you who haven't found this site, go quickly to You have to register and upload a photo which it makes into you! I was so excited, I could barely contain myself. So below is an idea of what my family would look like as Simpsons characters! It's a lot of fun, and very time consuming....but a lot of fun...I have to say, I make a rockin' Simpsons character!

Tomorrow, Zoyah and I are visiting the Kwik-E-Mart in Coquitlam and even if it's pouring, we're going to get Squishees and disgusting pink sprinkled donuts. I'm so glad to be alive for this.

So, anyway, the new Harry Potter is out. I got up very early in order to get it for Zoyah. This is the last and final one, and so we shall see how the whole thing ends. Hopefully it ends well. Because the last thing I would want to do is disappoint millions of people. J.K. Rowling is not a great writer, but she is a good storyteller, and Zoyah and I discussed that we would probably never read anything else by her if it was going to be written up. I just don't believe in giving her that much credit.
And so on we go. That is about the most exciting thing that has happened to me so far. Zoyah's final concert was yesterday and I had to do a bit of stage managing. Which went, as well as it could have gone. It was very crowded in the concert hall though. Over capacity. Which is nice to see, frankly. Everything is over, and now I can have my Sunday back! yay!
Anyway, I'm going to go and have a bath or something....Will be sure to put up Kwik E mart photos when I take em!

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

I'm Taking up Crafts...Doilies Anyone?


Current Mood: Stifled....I feel like screaming

Current Song: 4 Seasons by Penn Masala

Well, I feel like dying. The last few days have had me worried for no particularly relevant reason. I think I haven't worried for a while now about anything, and I seem to be catching up fast. Looming anxiety. Damn family genes! If only I didn't care so much! Not sure what it is. Whatever comes crashing through the door in the next few days, will probably be it, and I'll be sure to report it. I'm bored to no end as well, which probably leaves a lot of room for me to feel uneasy. I'm going to take up crafts. I'll start by making doilies. Mind you they won't be very good because I have no patience. I'm not the scrapbook queen. You know of whom I speak.

So, there is something that's been on my mind for a while, that I haven't had a chance to comment on. It's dominated the newswires and it's the death of Shemina Hirji. Just a note that all the opinions on this blog belong to me and are not a reflection of those of other people or entities. I think it's very sad that things have to be like this. In the preliminary workings of the case, I was sad to hear that the marriage was not fully supported by the families. I'm speaking in particular about that, and not about the developments since. I'm not sure that this is fair to anyone anymore. If you have particular reasons for choosing to marry into your own faith, I support that. I believe in choice of course and why shouldn't everyone have it. Culture and religion is a constantly evolving entity. As an Ismaili, I know and recognize this very well. Along with the world, we have to learn to adapt. Afterall, that's what evolution is and it's likely in our best interest. I am not condoning forgetting where we come from. My culture is rich is tradition and heritage, both of which are respected. I'm strangely lucky to have both a muslim heritage and an indian one. But now I also have a Canadian heritage that will play into my life in the future. It's sad that living in the times where we do, where we are finally learning to come to terms with the proximity of the world around us, that there are still pockets of this. We live in Canada. For immigrants, it's the country that has chosen to accept us and indeed in many ways embodies the tolerance that we should learn to take on. Nobody has ever refused me a day off to celebrate Eid. Think about if they did. Learn to accept people, or else we'll end up destroying ourselves.
Okay, time to go for a run (speaking of tolerance...ugh!)
Talk soon!

Sunday, July 15, 2007

You're an Orbmaster?!


Current Mood: Marvelously cognisant of the fact that life is about to take one hell of a turn (it's been too quiet...trouble's brewing)

Current Song: Weak in the Knees by Serena Ryder

Another movie filled weekend. On saturday I watched the Namesake with my family. Excellent movie, good actors. As always I liked the book better. Always I like the book better. Movies are the lazy man's literature. Also watched the new Harry Potter. I thought there would be a huge crowd waiting to see it. Apparently not. We happened to be the 2nd ones in. I don't understand though, how people can eat popcorn at 11 A.M. Your gut has to have some kind of severe ignorance to nutrition for you to be able to chug down that stuff that early in the morning...yuck! Anyway, movie was pretty good. Still not my favourite, but coming up close!

I did have quite the scare when i woke up on Sunday morning. I went down the stairs and found my mum wrestling with the money plant. I hate that money plant. It's positively virulant. It has grown so large, that nothing seems to be enough to hold it up. My mom was sticking poles together with masking tape in order to get it climbing. The leaves are as BIG AS MY HAND! Now it's crawling about the ceiling. I have a bad feelin' about that bugger. It kind of looks like it's long enough to climb the stairs and get your ankle when you're sleeping and drag you to your watery grave (Not sure why the grave is watery...i'm just rolling with it)....It's on steroids I swear...creepy creepy plant....

Anyway..time's to bed I go....we'll see how the week pans out...

Thursday, July 12, 2007

Happily We Trod On


Current Mood: Fried like a samosa

Current song: Crazy by Gnarls Barkley

The heat is insufferable. Last night I slept with no pants on. I'm serious. Don't imagine it. Just let's move on shall we? Human beings are never happy are they. I am wishing for the fall, and then when my socks get wet from the rain, I'm going to wish for something else. I need to get it together.

Yesterday was Golden Jubilee. Those of you who are strangers to the Ismaili Faith, this is the 50 year mark for the Aga Khan's ascension to the throne as the leader of the Ismailis. It was a big deal. A big, sweaty deal. Seeing as our day had started before dawn with prayers, by about 7 at night, I wanted to lie down on the carpet and fall asleep. Difficult for 2 reasons: First, I'm 25 not 5. Second, it's hard to look inconspicuous while lying down in front of 15,000 Ismailis. So I refrained as best I could. BC Place had no aircon because the power had gone out of them. That, coupled with the fact that it was a furious 36 degrees outside, made for some interesting times. Overall, I am happy to have gone and to have been part of the experience. There is something humanizing about the fact that there is something bigger than yourself in this world. No denying it. Trust me, the way my life has gone in the last few months, I'd be stupid not to believe it.

Other than that, not too many things have changed in my small and insubstantial existence. I am waiting for the day when I can thrill you with news of my glorious escapades, whatever those will be. Perhaps next year at this time I'll be writing from some place across the world. You never know with the ways things go do you really? In the meanwhile I'll have to continue to live in my reality show infested life. Yes! Big Brother is on Today!

Anyway, I feel a breeze outside. I better go and catch it!

Monday, July 9, 2007

The Best Chick Flick is the Kind Where Stuff Gets Blown Up!


Current Mood: Amped

Current Song: What I've Done by Linkin Park

Never has my inner boy been so happy as it is today. It got its complete satisfaction when I went to see Transformers. Let's just say, it completely lived up to the hype. Most of you know that I would much rather watch stuff get smashed up than watch a romantic comedy. All I want to do now is go and fly a plane. I don't think I'll ever look at a truck the same way again. The plot is mildly hard to believe, seeing as giant changeling robots are involved. If you watch it for nothing else, then at least watch it for the special effects. They are to die for. That and it has robots that change into stuff. I have my dose of testosterone. I think there is an opening for a sequal. I'm keeping my fingers crossed!

I also went to see Ratatouille with my sister yesterday. It's a really fun movie to watch. It's right up there on my list with Finding Nemo. You'll get a thrill out of it as well. I recommend this as well. Next week, Harry Potter! That should cover me for movies for the rest of the month....
Other than that, this is a terribly busy week. I'll likely be running around again for the next few days. Hopefully these allergies can leave me a little more productive than I feel right now. My head feels like it's stuffed with lead....ah well....Perhaps I'll go and take a nap and dream about cars turning into robots turning into planes...I love you Optimus Prime!

Thursday, July 5, 2007

Some People Play Tennis. I Erode the Human Soul


Current Mood: Sneezy.

Current Song: Down in a Cold, Dirty Well by Justin Nozuka

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KRYSTYNA! I hope you have a great day! Just thought to shout out to you over there in the accounting department :)

Ever feel like someone took your spine in the middle of the night. I'm having trouble sitting upright today for some reason. Maybe it's because I just woke up. Oh yes, and I didn't sleep at all last night. I have to stop drinking coffee past 3 in the afternoon. It really keeps me up. Stupid Mocha Frappuccino! You ruined my life! So now, for the next 2 days I'm going to wander around half asleep. Great. Like I didn't have enough problems to start with!

The weather has taken a nice turn. It's good to see the sun after so long. However, in a couple of weeks, it's likely going to get unbearable and then I'll start complaining until september. you know how I am eh.

So I had my monthly meeting with my good friend. And we were talking about how terrified men are of independent women. She said she had never thought so, but they really need to be up to a challenge if they decide to pursue us. What exactly is it about my independence that's so scary? Men, you're not obsolete. You're just....demoted to accessory status. I'm not sure I fully understand. I would want my partner to be a full and complete human being with his own life, likes, dislikes and all of that other bother. People don't complete eachother. Don't be afraid of me. I don't bite....hard.... :P Glad to have been raised by strong women. Gives you a bit of substance and weight (not literally!)
Anyway, off I go to Pilates my way into pain! Until later!

Monday, July 2, 2007

Story of my Life: Everything's mildly phallic


Current Mood: Ow from hauling stuff around the house....owie owie....

Current Song: Blind by Mega Bass

Heavens to Betsy! What a weekend. It was different for many reasons. First of all, nobody sulked through the whole weekend and we actually all got along. We did what we usually do with long weekends in the summer. Move the House around!
We went to Ikea yesterday, which rocked! I love that place. So many useless things to buy, so little time! I bought a new, much needed computer chair. The name had no vowels in's was something like scrvnch or something. It has new car smell :) I love it...I entirely fit inside it even if i hug my knees. It's going to make a great reading chair. Plus I can roll from the computer to the bed, and hop in when it's time to sleep. It completely eliminates the need for legs!
Zoyah bought a new shelf for her room and got rid of most of her furniture. It rules. Of course, I did most of the putting together of it with her. That was a task and a half and took up more energy than I actually had. It completely pays to be a glamazon! Not only are we beautiful, but we're bloody handy around the house. I will take a picture and post it up. It's spectacular. We had many a laugh with inappropriately phrased sentences making use of the word "screw"...such as "I'll tip it if you screw". To that, my mother started snickering. I swear the woman is secretly a ten year old boy. I have decided that I will buy all my furniture from Ikea when I have a house because how cool is that place? I'm just going to take a few things and move into that store...if anyone needs me, I'll be helping myself in bedding department :)
Good weekend overall, but my muscles are going to pay the price tomorrow!
Well, back I go to move the rest of these things....until my fingers have enough energy to type again!