Jakob Dylan was not a 90's flash in the pan for me. I did not hold it against him that his father is Bob Dylan, who I generally cannot stand to listen to. I am listening to The Wallflowers right now in my T3 state of bliss and am falling in love with him all over again...his music a decade after his 90's debut is loverly to my stoned ears.
No I have not become a codeine addict...but I have a special relationship with T3s while I am menstruating...a relationship only few of u can understand. I secretly hope during my GB operation they accidentally remove my uterus.
On Thursday I went to Alex's art show at the V-Lounge. She and 3 other artists had a show and it was lovely...her new piece I love...Blogger can suck my balls though b/c it is not letting me upload within this post. Anyhow she sold a few pieces which is great and it was a good night...I have to say her good friend Randy Stratton is a hoot...he owns Asylum Tattoos downtown...how can you not like a guy with a clown car horn for his cellphone ring? His wife Jackie is cool too so it is a great package deal. Shawna came with me after we did a movie (BAD TEACHER) and a quick bite to eat so it was a night of great company and conversation. Best quote of the night: this guy gets up from the table and says "I am going over there to sit with the hot girls"....Oh wow. Thank you sir...HAHAHAHHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA He was completely oblivious. Men can be so charming. :\
Friday Canada Day was Drag Queen Baseball...SO FUN! Loved it....see pics below...such a great event...will look fwd to it every year now.
Today is couch day...making tutus with Alex, watching ghey movies...drinking tea...
Yeah. Love it.
Saturday, July 02, 2011
Madelyn's Tutu
I made this for Madelyn...I am just waiting for some horse charms I ordered to add to it so it will be her Horse Tutu...Ayla now wants a tutu for the VEMF Festival...!!
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Who Me?
It is Thor’s Day...woohoo That is good b/c tomorrow is a stat and I have Monday off so it is a 4 day weekend of glory which is always a good thing.
I am leaving today at 4 pm to meet Shawna at the Odeon to see BAD TEACHER...then we will make our way to the V-Lounge to see Alex in an art show going on there...
Today will be busy at work...I am drinking tea and thinking I did not eat enough yesterday as i feel ill and gross. I have this extreme personality disorder...I either eat way too effing much or not enough...I have always had a very tough time finding balance in my life on pretty much every level of being. I am either Fine or completely not. No in-between for this chick...though the time I was on Prozac...ohhh the bliss of being ‘level’ was wordlessly wonderful. It was truly the only time in my life that I felt level and okay...It didn’t change my personality it kind of made me a better version of myself in the sense that I wasn’t such a reactionary jackass experiencing constant peaks and valleys...sounds bi-polar I know but not that extreme thankfully...I have come to the conclusion @ 40 that that’s just how it is in life and you just have to deal with it and stop expecting so much unrealistic crap. Our culture deceives us. Big TVs, fancy cell phones, laptops, nice clothes, shiny cars, Big Macs, owning a house the bank actually owns and the like do not actually make us happier or lead more fulfilled lives. Far from it. What makes me happy now is – aside from my own person pleasures like music and art and all that crap – relationships with family and friends...the rest is shit.
[If this cranberry muffin gives me heartburn that is the last cranberry anything I ever eat just 4 the record]
Canada Post is back thank gawd....it sounds like them being legislated back to work pretty much ruined any hope they had of bargaining which is unfortunate...I am very torn where unions are concerned...clearly see a need for them b/c no one is willing to pay living wages anymore but unions are so abused by shitty employees it kind of ruins the whole purpose sometimes...
Tomorrow is Drag Queen Baseball...looking fwd to that...
I am leaving today at 4 pm to meet Shawna at the Odeon to see BAD TEACHER...then we will make our way to the V-Lounge to see Alex in an art show going on there...
Today will be busy at work...I am drinking tea and thinking I did not eat enough yesterday as i feel ill and gross. I have this extreme personality disorder...I either eat way too effing much or not enough...I have always had a very tough time finding balance in my life on pretty much every level of being. I am either Fine or completely not. No in-between for this chick...though the time I was on Prozac...ohhh the bliss of being ‘level’ was wordlessly wonderful. It was truly the only time in my life that I felt level and okay...It didn’t change my personality it kind of made me a better version of myself in the sense that I wasn’t such a reactionary jackass experiencing constant peaks and valleys...sounds bi-polar I know but not that extreme thankfully...I have come to the conclusion @ 40 that that’s just how it is in life and you just have to deal with it and stop expecting so much unrealistic crap. Our culture deceives us. Big TVs, fancy cell phones, laptops, nice clothes, shiny cars, Big Macs, owning a house the bank actually owns and the like do not actually make us happier or lead more fulfilled lives. Far from it. What makes me happy now is – aside from my own person pleasures like music and art and all that crap – relationships with family and friends...the rest is shit.
[If this cranberry muffin gives me heartburn that is the last cranberry anything I ever eat just 4 the record]
Canada Post is back thank gawd....it sounds like them being legislated back to work pretty much ruined any hope they had of bargaining which is unfortunate...I am very torn where unions are concerned...clearly see a need for them b/c no one is willing to pay living wages anymore but unions are so abused by shitty employees it kind of ruins the whole purpose sometimes...
Tomorrow is Drag Queen Baseball...looking fwd to that...
Monday, June 27, 2011
CONFLICTION!
1030pm EDIT: ok dont shit the bed...I am just panicking...I will probably go ahead with this I just need to spazz out a little cuz I dont like my innards getting fucked with...1:50 pm - Ok so here I go: I am honestly not sure I want this gallbladder surgery. At 1st I was relieved to finally have made it to the top of the list but now that I have done some reading I am FAR MORE unsure.
It seems like the possible post-op effects of having no GB are really friggin shitty (pardon the pun)...20% of ppl who get their GB yanked have chronic diarrhea. 20%!! Then there are people who started having all sorts of gastrointestinal issues like IBS etc. Then there is the unexplained weight gain people experience. SERIOUSLY? FML I need mysterious weight gain like I need a 3rd tit.
The truth of it is...I don’t have consistent GB pain. While losing weight my GB gets very sensitive and I have to be careful to not indulge in bad food or it goes ape ship crazy. I haven’t had a GB attack in close to a year I think...and yes they are worse now than ever, lasting up to 12 hrs and sending me in a cab to the ER b/c I cannot cope. These attacks cause me great anxiety...not gunna lie...b/c I pretty much think I am fucking dying and the GB must have ruptured and my bile is burning holes all over my body and gangrene is gunna set in etc...fugg. But the thought of the trots for the rest of my fucking life EVERY DAY causes me more anxiety I think. Like I don’t have enough hang ups about public shitting rituals as it is? Jesus. So I have sent off a spastic email to my Dr and am probing her for logic and info...and I am seriously considering cancelling the surgery....but I am gunna take my time and read more and wait for her answer....etc. Thank you Michelle B for bringing this up in my head today...no seriously, no being sarcastic at all!
So aside from over-thinking about having the shits all the time this Monday isn’t too hideous...so damn tired though...4 am I woke up bc I was SO HOT...I moved out to the couch with the fan on and kinda slept til 530 but I was dreaming stupid shit. Ayla had some boy over who wasn’t her BF and he let this obese wingless peacock in the house and it wouldn’t leave...plus some other fucking birds got in so the whole dream was me spazzing out trying to get these birds out. SO RESTFUL! :\
I ate a lot of pizza last night...in preparation for my good eating starting today...I ate so much pizza in fact I was SURE my GB was gunna call BS on me and try to kill me but no...the little rotten bastard was mellow and peaceful. Here is another thing on my mind....they poke 4 holes into your lardness and do the laparrapptascopy (sp) via camera etc...when they sever the GB and take it out...what if all the crap inside it squishes out all over the damn place?? WTF! Will I get gangrene? Infection? Cancer?! How gross would it be to walk around with your gallstones floating around in your gut? Don’t get me started on the clips they use to clip off the bile ducts etc. I don’t want that crap in me..possibly coming undone and floating around...I am SO conflicted!!
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Saturday Sichooashun
In my friday night nerdness I opted to look through some old back up discs from 2006 etc...most of them worked, only a few had gone 'bad' and could not be copied off...it is good I had them on disk because a few yrs ago - you may or may not recall - Ayla friggin deleted a WHOLE shitload of my photos "by accident" though I do wonder if she did it on purpose... :\ Anyway...some pics on there I thought were gone forever so it was nice to transfer some back to my PC.
BBQ at Donna's today...Ayla is coming too which is a nice treat...Erin and Amanda (AKA The Lesbos) as well...for Wii, food and hilarity I am sure. Not sunny out but thats ok...it isnt raining but it wouldn't matter since Donna's got a massive deck awning anyhow.
Really weird morning...every so often I am struck with the realization that survival is not getting any easier despite years and years of forward moving and strategic planning to lessen financial burdens etc. Being left with 58 cents after all is said and done on paydays is just depressing no matter how I look at it. I have no debt. Rent, regular house bills, groceries, bank fees, laundry...no fancy car payments...no credit card nightmare payments, no furniture payments...this is going to make saving for Cuba next year very difficult. haha I need to come up with a way to make extra $ that is not taxable...and I need to get serious about it. If I plan on having any sort of life once Ayla leaves the nest I have to get on it...
Friday, June 24, 2011
Ahh yes the weekend is here...tonight is sushi night with Lisa and her awesomely entertaining, politically incorrect and fun dad!
Then I must grocery shop...ugh.
Saturday is BBQ day with the Lesbos at Hot Donna’s...Ayla is coming too if she isn’t too hung over ...::eye roll::...
Sunday is crafty crafter day...I am getting onto making stencils...not lame flowery ones but cool street art ones...I made my 1st jellyfish one the other night and it is was quite time consuming esp having all the wrong materials and equipment BUT somehow quite satisfying when done! My plan is to make little artsy things on cardboard and stick them up around town if they don’t suck. There are some people that do that around town and I take the pieces home and decorate my kitchen with them so it seems only right to make some for other ppl to take home. Plus the possibilities are endless and what better way to send opinions & messages to the strolling public than popping some cool little item up a telephone pole? Some of the stencilling I googled is super EFFING awesome and really impressive to me but I am keeping it small n simple. I feel kinda lame b/c I cannot draw to save my life so I am stealing other ppls stencil templates...hahaha I have a tough enough time looking at a template and trying to work my brain around which part I cut and what part I don’t so trying to draw one from scratch - at this point – seems unlikely.
How perfectly brilliant that Gordon Campbell was given the sweetest federal gov't job after resigning in shame from his BC Premier position....Not that we ever needed to wonder but it seems awfully apparent why he took the HST bullet now doesn't it? I am sure he was told he would be taken care of and that he is...this province has become such a gawd damn joke its sickening to me.
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