Monthly Archives: February 2008

things overheard at northern voice

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People said this stuff at last night’s Northern Voice party:

  • I’m really disappointed that there’s no asiago cheese; smoked gouda just doesn’t do it for me
  • My husband keeps asking when I’m going to sleep with you
  • I had to take the bus here and I’m a little traumatized
  • I’m Chris, with a CH
  • I cant believe it – she’s not on Facebook
  • She couldn’t believe it was my 182nd birthday!
  • How does it open? Do you spread it?
  • People DIE! That’s the next big industry!
  • *OH*, *YES*
  • Say something normal!
  • STDs: DAMN!
  • What was the name of that movie? Is it on Itunes?
  • I have a US credit card, so I’m good
  • and then I stared at her chest
  • If my girlfriend ever had an affair with someone who wrote a sentence that boring, I’d shit twice and die
  • He had a picture of his balls on his Facebook profile! I was like, I KNOW THOSE BALLS!

Other things:

My EEE PC (that is a pain in the ass to type and say; from here on out it shall be known as the SqueePC) was a total hit – I had many people coming up to me and asking about my tiny, tiny laptop. I already carry it everywhere, but now I’m going to come up with reasons to always have it out and in use – I’m far too shy to ever go up to someone and say hi; the SqueePC seems to have the power to bring people to ME and force me to talk to them so this is good.

I had a really good time, and it solidified my resolve to somehow get into Saturday’s conference NO MATTER WHAT (dun dun dun). Luckily, my resolve needn’t been as ominous as the power chords sound – I was told by an organizer to give him a call when I arrive and he’ll get me in; or if I wanted to go the honest route, I might be able to take the place of someone who decided not to go.

True to my nature as an introverted extrovert, I spent the first couple hours last night hiding in the corner. However (and this was some savvy planning on someone’s part, I’m sure), it is very difficult to hide in a corner in a circular room. Once again, I found myself slowly coming out of my Shell o’ Fear and actually making conversation with people around me. By the time I had to leave, I had signed up to read aloud one of my posts to the gathered masses – un/fortunately, Ed came by to pick me up before my turn came up so my words remain in my head. It’s just too bad I couldn’t have arranged to talk about video games while wearing a corset – they would have had to drag me off the stage then. It’s a constant source of disgust for me that I am only ever really comfortable with other people when a) I can talk about video games, or b) my boobs are trussed up and on display.

The dinner was quite good – there were four types of meat served (why this is of import to me I will never know – you should have heard me squealing when Reilly once ordered a burger that came with THREE KINDS OF MEAT). I discovered that as much as I truly love bacon and the lifestyle that it implies, I really do not like the rest of the pig so much – a spit-roasted pig was served (thankfully pre-chopped; I don’t think I could have handled seeing an actual pig rotating on a stick) and it was not to my taste at all. Bacon (and sausage) is super; you can have the rest of it.

Also, I seem to have wrangled myself an invitation to a hedonistic sex resort. Sweet!

The pasta sauce was labeled as spicy, but I really found it more musty.

Meeting people is still terrifying, but look at me do it anyway!

no more excuses

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I scooted in to work today. I was thoroughly sick and tired of making excuses – it’s still winter, the roads are wet, I truly love taking three forms of transit to work every morning, the forecast says there’s a 40% chance of 1mm of rain falling; I better be careful – so I very loudly said FUCK IT (scaring the cats in the process) and rode Oscar downtown to The Lab.

It was cold but glorious. The wettest part of my person is my ass; I forgot to bring a towel to mop up condensation and suffered wet unmentionables because of it. I’m also paranoid about my parking spot; I left Oscar next to two other scooters in a fake-but-known-to-be-used-by-scooters-24/7 spot the internet told me about. I can’t see the spot from my office, but I’m sure if went into the CEO’s office I could see – I may have to do that later. CEOs don’t mind that sort of thing, right?

I heart my scooter with all of my persons.

jimmy is not that bright

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I see this every morning on my way from the boat to the train, and it makes me laugh every time:

2/10? Ouch.

Last night we went up to Cypress to watch the lunar eclipse. It was really cloudy when we left the house and for the first half hour of viewing; we were afraid we weren’t going to get to see the moon after all. Our patience paid off though, and the sky cleared up enough for us to see the moon be all awesome and stuff. I took a zillion pictures and some of them even turned out – check my Flickrs for more. It was brilliant! We even managed to beat the crowds up the mountain; we didn’t see a single person on our way up and for most of our photo taking. On our way down though, the viewing areas were jam packed full of people. We staked out the optimal spot nice and early and had the picnic area mostly to ourselves before we left for eating. Good times!

Today I am wearing a ridiculous shirt and bright green eye shadow. These will undoubtedly help me make an excellent impression tonight when I have to meet many people for the first time.

highly susceptible

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It would appear that a NEW Man with the Iron Wang has hit the scene – one of our neighbours is having rigorous bedroom Olympics, complete with standing ovations and ticker tape parades. I was under the assumption that our downstairs neighbours were the sex culprits, but unless the man is talented beyond all belief this cannot be true (he’s been learning to play the guitar for some time now, and last night during all the screaming I could *also* hear the guitar – so it either wasn’t them, or he was doing her while playing which I suppose is technically possible and would be mighty impressive).

I am sure that if I got out more, I would be less concerned with the sex lives of the people in my neighbourhood.

Of course, it IS Hump Day so maybe I should just keep on as is.

At the party on Saturday night, a drunken gentleman pretty much talked me into getting a Wacom Tablet. It is a universal fact that I have no artistic talent whatsoever, but I still would like a tablet for doodling and writing and drawing devil horns and wangs on photos. Basically, though, it’s a gadget and therefore I totally want it. My lust for electronics is insatiable. I wonder if there’s a 12 step program for this? On second thought, I’m in no hurry to be cured.

Stuff is good.

do over plz

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I need a Monday morning do-over.

I slept poorly, left late, missed the early bus, committed a bus faux pas (I thought mister accessible was shooing me on first; I didn’t know he was waiting for the bus man to release the ramp and I was scolded off the bus), assaulted someone with my ass, did the “you go this way – no, this way” do-is-do with a guy at the bus stop, missed the train, forgot my Lab badge, and the pop machine is out of Diet Coke (after being refilled on Thursday afternoon).

Crap!

I also couldn’t scoot in this morning as planned. It’s very frosty and foggy out there, and I was doubly advised to skip the scoot and just take the bus. I was really looking forward to riding in today,  but as I still have no idea where I’m supposed to park Oscar, I suppose I can wait until spring shows up for real. The last three days of sunshine is misleading – according to the long-term forecast, we’re getting some more snow before winter is done fucking with us. Keen!

Except, you know, totally not.

I missed the boat on Northern Voice, and probably won’t be able to go. I’m on the waiting list – #10 – boo for me and my lackluster bandwagoning. I actually really want to go this year (unlike last year when I chickened the fuck out) – I need to meet new people. I need more exposure for my words. I need an excuse to use up my Delicious Juice “business” cards, and my lovely little Moo cards. I need to get out more.

I also need to get to work. So, bye.

the morning after

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Miranda and Reilly have many wonderful things that I covet, but I think the thing I envy the most is their roof access in their building. Reilly took a bunch of people up there during last night’s party, and if I hadn’t been so damn cold and without a tripod I think I might have stayed up there all night long taking pictures. I like nighttime shots, I like long exposures, I like pretty lights. One of these days I’m going to crash their place and bribe them with many alcohols to take me up to the roof and let me play photographer for a couple hours or so.

A few of my favourites from last night’s (totally awesome – thanks guys!) party:

Also: Happy birthday, Matt! You are super!

Also also: After I made the previous sad little loner post, I actually forced myself to get out of the corner and be social. I met some really cool people, so I am very glad I did. Yay for social! Maybe someday I won’t be so scared of chaos!