mercredi 21 février 2007

Because I said so...

Random rambling:






** I had been feeling crappy and grumpy and craving weird things like tapioca and salt and vinegar chips for the last week or so and just found out why : turns out I was ovulating (I know some of you will be very pleased to know...). I hadn't done so, on my own and whitout any medical help, in many many years and had forgotten how it felt. How the hell do you gals do it every month ??





** I had the weirdest dream last night : I was competing in some kind of music contest to win a customized Louis Vuton bag. The competition was set in a warehouse in the middle of nowhere in Congo. I got bored after a while and decided to leave by taking the stairs down. On the sixth floor, I realized the staircase wasn't safe. I managed to open the big door in front of me and ended up on a beach. I then got pissed because I was wearing a huge wool sweater. I walked up a street and ended up at a drugstore that sold bathingsuit. Turns out there was one on hold for me ! But the ugly lady refused to give it to me until I ate all the candies in the store. I left, screaming. Walking toward the beach, I ended up on the ski slopes in Lake Placid, all the while gigantic speakers kept repeating: I told you so. I told you so. I told you so.





What the heck was that all about ??





** I took a cab on my way to work on Monday. After a few stops to drop my nephews and my sister, the driver started a non-sense speach about how people who are not white-MALE-from Quebec-with-2.5 kids-and a white picket fence- are worth shit. I then managed to tell him that since I was a FEMALE -definitely not born in Quebec-with no kids, I couldn't relate to what he was saying. He kept for himself for the remaining of the trip. Morron.




**********************************************************





How's your week going so far ??

mercredi 14 février 2007

Weird...

Some valentine's message I received this morning...




Anonymous



A special thought for a special valentine


Love is a form of amnesia, during which a woman forgets that there are 1,222,978,173 other men in the world.



Also…




We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.




You should definitely think about it.




Crap. Now I'll have to drink AND think tonight ?



What do you think ??



lundi 12 février 2007

Because I'm quirky and weird...

My Valentinr - just a trumpet player






**Update**



I feel like I did in kindergarden...


I've received a valentine !!! Wooohoooo !!!


But wait a minute, I've only received ONE so far !? Crap...

lundi 5 février 2007

Priceless...

A one night condo-rental in the country ? Somehow, Free



2 bottles of raspberry vodka ? $45



2 l. of cranberry juice ? $2



8 shot glasses ? Free.





A video of 4 musician emptying those bottles while playing Captain Poof ? Priceless





For everything else, there's Tylenol...














Yep, that video is in french. And yes, I am only taking a sip of that shooter ; I was allowed to take a breather for that one. We actually drank 25 shooters each that evening. How do we know ? We noted each and every single one of them. You can actually see our accountant on my left, in the video ! And the screaming hand is also proving quite accordingly how far along we were...

jeudi 1 février 2007

Because I have things to say...

... but way too chicken to say it to their face.


















Yes, we do obscene gestures every single time we pass your house. And it makes us feel so much better.












I am still not able to blame it all on you. I am getting better at it though. I am definitely not making excuses for you anymore.










I love you to death. And will always do. I'll never eat chocolate sundays the same way.











I might be your emotional support but you are my hero in more ways than you think.









You are definitely not a saint and yes, there are many problems in your family. Just admit it, damn it !









I missed you for a very long time, than reunited with you. It made me realise that I wasn't missing out on much.











If you weren't gay, I'd have a mad crush on you.









You are weird and quirky. And not in a good way.









I didn't loose your number. I just didn't feel like talking to you.









Yes, I HAD to move out. Waking up with your roommate sitting on the floor and watching you sleep is creepy.









My hole face lights up every time I think of you.








Yes, I'm the one who put the knives in the freezer. S took the blame for me , just because. He was that nice.







You had no right to skip life the way you did. After 10 years, I am still very angry at you. And still very, very sad. You should had at least given out some sort of explanation. I miss you. A lot.








Yes, we did some hanky-panky under that table. And I have absolutely no shame about it. You should give it a try ; it might take out that giant stick off your ass.



Yes missy, we all know you two are a couple ; you can unglued yourself now. Nobody will try to steal him from you ; he's all yours.






It was indeed expired milk and not plain yogurt. I am sooo sorry.










Feeling so much better now !







How about you ?