closer than you know

last night a whole crowd of us went to the bloor cinema for a double feature. the first movie was 'in good company' which was pretty good and the second movie, which was fantastic, was 'closer'.

i don't think i've ever seen a movie that has hit so close to home. i've been wanting to see it for so long but couldn't bring myself to watch it due to the subject matter. i'm so glad i finally saw it, it made me think AND it made me want to sleep with natalie portman! definitely a DVD i'm going to buy.

speedo glory

man, i'm so relaxed.....it's brilliant! i ran a bath, lit some candles, poured a glass of wine (ok, second glass of wine), then cranked the new toy where i was taken away by zero 7's 'destiny'.

now i sit here, by candlelight again, chatting with my fave gal listening to some downtempo on live365. this unemployment thing isn't so bad (yet). i can stay up later and sleep in (not that i really like to sleep in too late anyway). tomorrow kate is taking the day off and we're going to hang out doing girl stuff. we're going to steal the above mentioned gal from work for lunch, maybe shop for interview clothes (for me) and other sexier things, maybe get our eyebrows done....there's pain in beauty. who knows where the day will take us, i just wish starr had the day off too.

before i go i have to share the most studly thing i've ever encountered. it would be terribly selfish of me to have it all for myself, so may i present an alluring gift from the heavens.

new toy

my parents gave me one of these for my birthday and i'm loving it! the only problem i'm have is finding 1000 songs to put on it. kate & kevin gave me the gift of my first 25 songs off of itunes so i have a lot of work ahead of me, picking the best 25 songs.

if you know of any songs i should definitely check out, leave me a comment.

smellin' like lopez

it has bling

i think you all know where this is going. yes, i recently purchased a bottle of JLo's perfume "Glow". i'm not even a perfume wearer, i'm more of an oils kind of girl. i love the smell of it though, starr's friend dianne wears it and it reminds me so much of an oil i bought in Salem, MA. a few years ago (and have since lost).

i dropped a good chunk of cash down for that 50ml bottle of smell but i don't care. kate & kevin urged me to do it as we were drowning in clouds of yves st. laurent, jean paul gaultier, chanel, etc. (is there anything worse than the perfume section of a department store?) they said "treat yourself, your birthday is on wednesday." so i did, i can wear it when i wear my JLo bra. that's right, i own JLo knickers too. looks like i'm all about the lopez, my secret is out. i find myself liking this and okay, i could see myself shakin' it to her new song (the title eludes me but it's the one where she plays everyone in the video).

what do you suppose it means? am i in fact an in the closet JLo fan? nah, i just happened to come across a red bra i liked and it just happened to be JLo brand. i just happened to like the smell of a perfume someone was wearing and it happened to be JLo brand. i just happened to find myself moving when i heard a song on the radio and it just happened to be JLo brand.

so tomorrow is my 28th birthday and i'm unemployed. in an odd way it's a lot better than being in that office for another b-day. last year i said to myself "you're 27 today and you are still here. what are you doing?" now i'm out and to celebrate the day of my birth i'm going to a doctors appointment. hoorah, what a grand way to do it. maybe i'll take a limo there!

goodbye, farewell, auf wiedersehen, adieu

so here it is, my last day at work. i can't tell you how many times i've dreamed of typing those words in my journal. it still hasn't really soaked in yet but i'm sure sunday night will be quite nice as my head will no longer be corrupt with "shit, i don't want to work tomorrow".

i will NOT have to rise to the sound of an alarm. that'll be nice for a bit but then the fear will kick in (it's there already but it's not as strong as it will be in a couple of weeks when i'm sitting on my ass bored as piss and all i'll have to think about is the fact that my severance is drying up as the days go by). hopefully the next place i work at will have younger people i can hang out with. they finally hired a person my age here who i get along great with (our friday liquid lunches are awesome) but oh well, timing has never been a good friend of mine.

i don't have much to do today so i'm spending my time on the internet and MSN chatting with kate. that's right, i've finally joined the league of MSN messengers. if anyone wants to chat me up and keep me entertained while i'm job searching my email address is:

sequinpirate@hotmail.com

well, i'm off to enjoy my last liquid lunch with a few of the cool people who don't mind coming back to work tipsy.

junked.

i'm not sure i want any more junk food for quite some time. i had my fill this weekend.

on saturday starr came over for blender drinks (strawberry daiquiris) and my mom's killer brownies. we stayed up late doing the typical girly things: laughing so hard it hurts and talking about boys (namely, her crush!). then on sunday we lounged in our p.j's until noon watching a horribly bad movie on the drive in channel. we finally got dressed and went to pick up dianne from the subway. the three of us curled up on the couch with a wide assortment of junk food (chips, dip, chocolate, pizza, pop, you name it baby) in front of us and watched our buddy jamie foxx in 'Ray'.

it was great, a real lazy girl weekend! you have to do that every so often, just veg right out.

"disturbing the peace" OR "how amanda was a bitch!"

i don't know what came over me, usually i would comply. maybe it's because i have cramps, maybe it's because i'm tired of being the "nice" person (who gets walked on) trying to make everyone else happy. i know what i was doing can be annoying to other people but you know what, if you're in a public space you're going to have to deal with things you don't like.

so i'm sitting there on the subway minding my own, listening to music. a lady gets on and sits next to me. as we're rolling along i notice from the corner of my eye that she keeps looking at me. we keep rolling. then the tap on my arm comes, i pause my music.

lady: (in a nasty tone) "do you mind? you're music is really loud"
me: (starting to explain myself) "it's the headphones they're....."
lady: (cutting me off) "well, it's BLARING me in the ears"
me: (realizing i don't have to explain myself to her)"it's a public place"
lady: "well it's very loud, this isn't you're living room"
me: "it's not you're living room either!"
lady: "it's very annoying"
me: "then move!"
lady: "turn it off!"
me: "i'm not turning it off" (back on it went)

she sat there dramatically with her finger in her ear for the better part of our ride together. good, i'm glad i pissed someone off. i've got enough bullshit in my life right now, i don't need hers. maybe if she had started out asking me in a decent tone i would have helped her out, but she started as a bitch so she got bitch back.

incidentally when i transfered trains i was curious to see just how loud it would be to an ugly old bitch. so i took off my headphones and held them the approx. distance they would be from my ears to hers. BLARING her in the ears might have been a tad extreme. yes, you could hear a faint tune but combined with the sound of a subway ripping through tunnels, there wasn't too much to get worked up over. i was probably in the wrong but you know what? screw it! i'm pissed off and escaping into my own world via "loud" music is a lot better than getting on that train with a shotgun*.


*i would never get on the train with a shotgun, don't worry. they're far to big and difficult to conceal**.

**now i'm going to be tracked down and arrested because i appear to be a threat to society. hope they let me listen to music.

mom & dad taught me to share

last rainy night as i walked along King st. after class, i passed by a bus shelter that had a tall boy in it. as i crossed in front of it he stepped out under my umbrella and looked into the road for the streetcar. he laughed and said "thought i'd take advantage of a little umbrella as it passed". he later caught up with me (and the 2 guys from my class i was walking with) while crossing the street. he looked at me and said "gee, i really wish i brought MY umbrella tonight", so i offered him what little space i had left underneath it.

with him being so tall, my arm was extended at full length to keep it from resting on his head. he offered to hold it, i accepted. he reminded me so much of jeremy sisto. of course being a boy he had to poke fun at my umbrella, i must say it did look a lot smaller in his hand.....more like a parasol. he was heading to a friends place to crash on the couch but declared he'd much rather go home with me. awwww.

just set me on fire

aw shucks, i don't know how to thank the universe enough for such a crap ass day. it's one of "those" days, the famous days that dish constant poo. i just got back to my desk to find the phone panel flashing some crazy shit at me, all these things were blinking and there was water everywhere. some bum tossed a couple courier packages onto my desk which landed on the phone AND my glass of water. not that i care too much that all this paperwork drowned since i'm out of here next week but still....it's one thing after the other today.

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why is it so easy to remember the bad and let the good fall by the wayside? why is it that when you're sick it's hard to remember what it feels like NOT to be sick? or when you've been unhappy for a while, you have a hard time imagining what happiness feels like?