some fun now

It wasn’t a long weekend, but it sure felt like one. In fact, I don’t remember what we did Friday night. I don’t think it was anything special – there may have been arguing – but the rest of the weekend was great, so that’s okay.

Ed and I slept in on Saturday, then decided to take advantage of the epic weather and scoot all over the place. We ended up in Steveston and wandered around a pier for a little while before exploring the farms and dykes in South Richmond. The weather was glorious, and the ride was very enjoyable (even with the massive insect on a kamikaze mission into my collarbone mid-ride). We stopped in at Scooter to talk upgrades, went to my favourite toy store for some stickers and goodies, and came home to eat fish n’ chips and watch the first game of the Stanley Cup finals.

Saturday was great, but if anything, Sunday was even better. Shan, Miranda, Ed and I went to the Pink Pearl for some dim sum, and it was fabulous (although still not as good as Don Mee in Victoria, but since nothing can compete, they’re in a class of their own). We dropped Miranda off at home (because if she came to our place, she wouldn’t be able to pee), and Ed and I went outside to work on my scooter. We FINALLY installed the new turn signals and tail lights, and I gave Oscar a bath and stickered him up the wazoo. He looks awesome. The new lights are glorious, and the fancy tiara does a lot to hide the scratches on the front fender from my tumble last year. Yay for new scooter parts! Yay for nice weather!

I even got sunburned – my boobs and arms are red and tender. It’s been so long since we’ve had any real sun that I forgot about the burning and the cancers, but from now on I’ll be covered in 750SPF sunscreen from head to toe.

Today is not as much fun as yesterday. In addition to that whole “back to work” thing, I have to give a presentation this afternoon to the CEO of the lab. That is scary, and I do not want to do it. I am much better at sitting in a corner and being unobtrusive; giving an Important Presentation (that I created) is scary and so very official.

If I get through the presentation in one piece, I think I will have earned some ice cream.

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consequences

Things I do not do:

  • Drink
  • Swear
  • Rat my hair
  • Get ill from one cigarette
  • Appreciate your filthy paws on my silky drawers (would you pull that crap with Annette?)
  • Apologize when I’m not wrong
  • Realize how lucky I was for making it 7+ years without a family member discovering my blog

It’s not like I routinely say nasty things about my family (or really, anyone who isn’t a neighbor) or share shocking secrets (real ones, not things that *I* think are shocking) or anything, but I was always very secure in my comfortable bubble of NO CONSEQUENCES – it didn’t really matter what I wrote or when, because there would be NO CONSEQUENCES to anything I said. I didn’t spend my time writing terrible things, but still – if I wanted to complain about my job or wax poetic about my vagina or talk of illicit but non-discrete drug use or say how stabby Ed was making me, I could and it wouldn’t matter.

Until now.

Thanks to Facebook and the increasing prevalence of the internet, I have officially been outed to Ed’s family. After my initial freak out (and believe it, it was an epic freak out of monumental proportions), I am okay. My first thought was to go back and censor 7 years of posts, but that would a) be completely against everything I stand for, b) take a really, really, really long time, c) make me feel horrible inside, d) be completely pointless. I’ve never censored myself (much to Ed’s dismay, I’m sure) – why start now? I haven’t *done* anything! So, no censoring. I am still All Out There. I am Highly Inappropriate at All Times, and not someone you’d want at a classy dinner party. Also, hi mom!

So, how about that local sports team?

help me decide

My in-laws gave me a little bit of cash as an early birthday present, and I’m having trouble deciding what to do with it. It’s enough for almost half of the two things I am currently coveting, so I turn to you – the trusted internets – to tell me which of the two I should buy.

Thing One:

A second LCD monitor. I never really bought into the whole dual monitor setup thing, until my PC died and I started using my Macbook + monitor at home. I also have a dual setup at work, because I need to be able to see many things at once while monitoring the effects my nefarious chemicals are having on my Frankenvictims. Now that my PC lives and is excellent again, I really find that I miss having two windows to the world at home. I’d like a second monitor, at least 21”. It would be the main screen, and my 17” LCD would be the secondary.

Pros:

  • two monitors means I can view two porns at the same time!
  • No longer will I be at my keyboard but unreachable because I am too busy playing stupid little shockwave games and can’t be bothered to alt-tab out of it to see what you want
  • A dual monitor setup is totally the future, and I am all about the future

Cons:

  • Have you seen the size of my desk? It is tiny. I will have to work some heavy duty magic to make a dual monitor setup work in the space I have available (pro: I love reorganizing things!)
  • I am not sure that my video card will support dual monitors, as it was made in Mexico sometime around 1969
  • Will I stop at two? What if some day I think a TRIPLE monitor setup is the way to go? What then? Is a second LCD panel just a gateway gadget?

Thing Two:

A pair of Fluevog shoes. I’m thinking these, or perhaps these. They are so sexy I can barely breathe. It would be an utter splurge, but isn’t that what you’re supposed to do with birthday money? Sure, I could do something responsible like buy orphaned bread or double-paned windows, but that is boring. I don’t want boring. I want flashy. I want exciting. I want passionate whirlwind romance atop the Eiffel Tower with tall handsome men or women with thick accents and a bow tie. Those shoes would get me closer to that, I am sure.

Pros:

  • Sexy shoes!
  • Whirlwind romance!

Cons:

  • I don’t know that I can honestly bring myself to spend that much money on a pair of *shoes*
  • Flying to Paris for romance would ruin my whole “no flying in 2008” thing, and I would feel guilty the entire time because I warmed the globe with my emissions
  • No double-paned windows means my heating bill will go up in the winter
  • All my pants are so damned long you would never see my sexy shoes anyway

I’m torn. Help me, internet! Which frivolous purchase reigns supreme?

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too busy for paragraphs

  • Starbucks has the Raspberry Apricot thumbprint scones again – NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM SO GOOD
  • I can’t be the only woman between the ages of 20 and 55 who doesn’t give a rat’s ass about the Sex in the City movie, can I? Surely there are more of us out there who just don’t get it?
  • Tonight, there will be meat. A lot of meat. So very, very much meat. And it will be glorious. Yay!
  • My SqueePC is off to the Tiny Laptop Hospital this afternoon. Here’s for a speedy, cost-effective recovery!
  • Is it wrong to have a crush on your husband’s mother’s brother’s second wife’s daughter from her first marriage? Coz I totally do. Yum.
  • Where the hell is my pre-ordered Dresden Dolls CD?

putting the ho in hotel

Ed’s parents were sweet enough to book us a hotel room for the night of his cousin’s wedding, so I am currently chilling out in our suite before the reception starts. We leave Edmonton tomorrow, but tonight is for partying – the ceremony was at noon and was short but sweet (and surprisingly heavy on the jebus – I keep forgetting that the majority of the norms really buy into the whole “give yourself unto god” thing).

I’m slowly but surely kicking the ass of my sinus cold. Tonight should do wonders for my breathing tubes – we’re in a non-smoking room, as opposed to the pro-smoking house. It’s comfy there, but I can’t breathe and my cold is not helping matters. At this rate, I’ll be better just in time to go back to work on Tuesday. Yay?

Okay, I have a king-sized bed to hog for the next couple hours.

elk

We saw many an elk on our way to Edmonton:

  • deer elk
  • elk elk
  • moose elk
  • bear elk
  • gopher elk
  • caribelk
  • horse elk
  • man-in-chicken-suit elk

Good times.

In other news, Ed sucks. He tried to bribe me into feeling better by saying we could go to Red Lobster tonight (shut up, red lobster is awesome and there are none in Vancouver because we big city folk are too klassy) but then later forgot and is instead making me eat leftovers. I tried really hard to feel better, my spirits buoyed by the thought of those damn addicting cheddar biscuits – only to come crashing down all emo’d up by his LIES. LIES! Oh, why does he continually turn my heart into a house of LIES? Probably because he is a JERK.

Also, I totally lied about feeling better – I feel horrible and my throat is coated in pointy, pointy death.

the world ends with cheese

Last night (okay, early this morning) I finished the main story of The World Ends With You, and I have this to say:

Square Enix, I forgive you for Final Fantasy X.

The game is fucking amazing. It has everything you could want in an RPG, and just when you think you’ve got it figured out the game throws more stuff at you and it’s a giant, beautiful mess of intricacy and fun.

I suppose my forgiving SE is a little trite yet overdue – three of my top ten DS games were Square Enix titles, and it HAS been a very long time since I suffered through the horror of Final Fantasy X. Hell, I even played through Final Fantasy Crystal Chronicles: Ring of Fates, and while it wasn’t my *favourite* game out of the last 75 or so I’d played, it certainly wasn’t terrible. The World Ends With You more than makes up for any angst I had towards SE. I fucking *love* this game, and I’ve played enough DS titles to know what I like.

In fact, in no particular order, here is a list of DS titles that are my favouritest:

title – publisher – genre

*: imported from Japan; North American release is June 17th 2008 and you really ought to do yourself a favour and import a paddle
**: not available in North America; was only released in Japan and Europe which is unfortunate because it’s a hoot

Good times.

Other items to note:

  • Today is Shan’s birthday. Happy birthday, Shan! You are keen!
  • We leave for Edmonton in two days. Yesterday I packed clothing and shoes. Today I will pack toiletries and electronics. I have a separate duffle bag for device chargers alone, and I see no problem with this.
  • I am boycotting my vagina.

Hooray!