Archive for January, 2006

lessons in drunken-ness from different parts of the globe

Posted on January 28, 2006. Filed under: Drinking |

Some drunken memories have come back to me, and I want to share the lessons I’ve learned so that you can benefit from my wisdom:

1. Vancouver, BC – when drinking several pitchers from 11:30 am (after class) until about 5:00 am, do not take your cel phone. Not only will you make 43 phone calls you don’t remember, you may also say things that cause people to stop speaking with you

2. Montreal, QC – after arriving at a bar at midnight, do not think you have to catch up to everyone by drinking 3 rounds of 10 shots. The bars are open late here — also, upon leaving the bar, do not try to kick someone with both of your feet at once

3. Kingston, ON – after going to ritual on St. Patrick’s day, do not try to go to the cafeteria (and get kicked out and try to sneak back in again). You could get kicked out of your residency

4. Georgetown, ON – when drinking underage in a ravine, do not run away from the cops because you may end up in a swamp and have to wade through mud that is up past your knees. Also, do not try to lie when your parents pick you up at 11:00. They know what you’ve been up to.

5. London, England – learn what time the tube stops running, and alternate routes of how to get home because after going to an after-hours bar in soho, you won’t be able to find your way back to Putney very easily

6. Glasgow, Scotland – when drinking with Jason Mraz and his band at someone’s apartment, do steal the film from the camera that you’ve been taking photos on all night — you’ll see them again in Toronto and will be able to return the photos

7. Toronto, Ontario – when drinking excessively because you hate your job, do not miss the last bus that can take you home and be grateful that your ex boyfriend will come and pick you up after not speaking to you because of a drunken phone call (see number 1)

8. Dingle, Ireland – when drinking in Dingle, everything works out because everyone’s Irish and therefore everyone’s drinking a lot and you can act however you want to

9. Washington, DC, USA – when the drinking age is 21, you can still get into the clubs. Do have the best night of your life with the greatest new friends you’ve ever met. Do walk around Washington until 6:00 am and lay with your feet against the bottom of the Washington Monument and stare up at the stars as they spin by. Also go up on the roof of your hotel and have a few, just for kicks.

10. Georgetown, Ontario – do have that party with 300 people when you’re 16. It will be memorable and your parents will get over it.

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not feeling like i need a drink after work, what a change

Posted on January 27, 2006. Filed under: Uncategorized |

After working for the most evil company in the world last year, I just realized today that this job has never driven me to drink! I’m certain that the evil company contributed greatly to the current state of my health: one of the many things they stole from me (a year of my life, the ability to have good health, self-esteem, you know, nothing important). My favourite quote from that place (when I was trying to complete a project so that we’d have the product on time for sales conference) was “deadlines don’t REALLY matter”. This coming from my “manager”. What a joke. I finally quit one day just because it was Friday the 13th. No really, that’s the only reason why I quit…and I actually started a new job on the 13th of the next month. Definitely a lucky day for me: screw superstition!

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new years eve — playing catch up on the news

Posted on January 27, 2006. Filed under: The boy(s), Uncategorized |

Just playing catch up for those of you I haven’t spoken with in a long time, but for New Year’s this year Brian and I went to the Royal York and had a fantastic 6 course gourmet meal (that I could actually eat) and we were all dressed up again (and felt way too young to be in the company of the rest of the people who were cutting a rug on the dance floor), but it was a nice (and not drunken) way to bring in the New Year.

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ipod at work increases productivity

Posted on January 27, 2006. Filed under: Uncategorized |

Maybe it was the B12 shot last night (which I always look forward to), but I think that bringing an ipod and speakers to work seriously increased my level of productivity 500%. I mean, I’m always productive but it was more fun and the time passed way more quickly with music I actually like (as opposed to listening to mix 99.9 all day). This should be headline news…I’m sure of it.

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two week countdown

Posted on January 27, 2006. Filed under: Travelling |

Only 2 weeks until I’m in sunny Arizona! Let the countdown and the bikini search begin!

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apparently every girl should have a little blue box

Posted on January 27, 2006. Filed under: The boy(s) |

I haven’t told all of you about the “secret formal night” that Brian and I had. He planned it months before Christmas and all I knew was that it was to be formal. So I got my hair done and got all dressed up (in my dress from grade 12 formal) and he came to pick me up in his suit and tie. Then we went downtown and he had booked a room at The Royal York downtown. He had gone down there earlier and set up a little Christmas tree with fake snow and lights and presents. We got there and he let me open 1 gift: it was in a little blue box from Tiffany’s and was a gorgeous diamond necklace (keep in mind we weren’t back together at this point!), then we went to see The Nutcracker (which was spectacular), and afterwards we opened more gifts. He’d made me cookies that I could actually eat and a got way too much stuff. It was definitely a fairy tale kind of night and a great start to Christmas. What a sweetie. 

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empty trains travelling the country

Posted on January 26, 2006. Filed under: Uncategorized |

I was stopped by a train that was crossing the road yesterday on my way to work and, as it was early and my brain wasn’t quite functioning yet, I was staring at each of the cars as they passed by, more than half of which that were empty. Then I starting thinking — every train I see has mostly empty cars. Do people really still use trains for transporting things anymore or is it all part of some CN rail conspiracy to make it look like that trans-national railway was a good idea way back in the day. I’m just joking, of course they are still used, but how come there are always so many empty ones that you have to wait to pass by? What if you need the car that’s in the middle of the train to be taken off? Do the engineers have a plan in place for their destinations and what cars need to be emptied off and what ones added? And why do they decide to travel across roads at rush hour? As I said, it was damn early and I cannot be held responsible for the quality of these thoughts.

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the private health system isn’t any better

Posted on January 26, 2006. Filed under: The Dyingness |

Now I feel better about waiting until April for the specialist because I just tried to make the osteopath appointment too and he’s not available until April either. I guess there are just too many people with health issues out there.

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out of shape yoga breath

Posted on January 26, 2006. Filed under: The Dyingness |

I had yoga last night and, let me tell you, when I actually try to do the breathing properly it really is hard. It kind of hurts my side and my lungs — can’t imagine how difficult it might be if I smoked! I just need to share that I think it’s sad that I can only somewhat do one of the most low-impact exercizes known to man. I enjoy it and it’s fun, but it’s damn hard.

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we can’t remember where the dot came from

Posted on January 26, 2006. Filed under: Uncategorized |

I was catching up with my old housemate from University last night and we realized that we have no idea where the . at the beginning of .H came from (remember, it’s not doth, it’s .H)… No clue. I have a theory that it was to differentiate me from her other friend who was just plain H because I remember that it was stressed that the . HAD to be included, but, for the life of me, I can’t remember the reason. How quickly the brain deteriorates after leaving school.

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