so.. summers over. As much as it felt like it was just getting started the whole time I think I'm ready for fall.
mini accomplishments of the summer months:
-helllooo wristband tan
-actually left Edmonton once or twice
-operation bbq
- have you SEEN my wristband tan? It's awesome!!
I'm going to miss skating outside and more than 5 hours of daylight but you know what? I'm excited for Christmas.
8.29.2007
7.03.2007
vacation all I ever wanted...
Ive been pretty busy the past few months. Work has been unusually stressful, and as much as I love both work and being busy enough is enough! I am only PART robot.
Yesterday was my first day of an entire week off of work, and Im loving it. I came to my parents place and have been doing a lot of lounging on the porch swing, driving my dad's old gmc like a maniac down gravel roads and snoogling with my Sprout!!
Tomorrow I am finalllllyyy going to Jasper and Im so excited and I bought fireworks and its going to be delightful!!! BETTER THAN DELIGHTFUL!! FUCKING FANTASTIC.
Now for the Wii tennis match I promised my little brother..
Yesterday was my first day of an entire week off of work, and Im loving it. I came to my parents place and have been doing a lot of lounging on the porch swing, driving my dad's old gmc like a maniac down gravel roads and snoogling with my Sprout!!
Tomorrow I am finalllllyyy going to Jasper and Im so excited and I bought fireworks and its going to be delightful!!! BETTER THAN DELIGHTFUL!! FUCKING FANTASTIC.
Now for the Wii tennis match I promised my little brother..
4.22.2007
3.27.2007
prehistoric pals
I had a full day yesterday, to say the least.
I woke up early to drive to Millwoods so Megan could cut my hair. It looks fab-u-lous by the way. I also dyed it on the weekend but enough of that.
Afterwards I met Eric at Da-de-os for lunch, and forgot my fucking wallet! Embarrassing! So he covers my lunch and we walk to my car to get my wallet. I get to the parking lot (where I have been parking everytime I around Whyte ave for 3 years) AND MY FUCKING CAR IS GONE. Completely. Gone. I freak out thinking it was stolen for a few minutes then I figure it was towed. Fucking great, now I have to pay for this? By the way, I still don't have my wallet.
I call the number on the private propert sign (I really did deserve this) and find out where my car is and that it's going to cost $130 to get it out of jail. Grrreaaat. So I had a lovely walk to the impound lot with no sweater in March. It was a fairly lovely day though. Luckily my wallet was in my car so I paid, got the car back and all without having to call my dad.
Now that I'm not shaking mad, I can enjoy myself.. SO WE WENT TO THE MUSEUM!! (see photo!) I'm in love with that picture right now. It was a fine, fine day.. despite basically throwing away 130 bucks. I'll get over it. I deserved it, blah blah.
3.18.2007
awkwardness
I remember only a few years ago, looking forward to when I would grow out of those awkward teenage years.
UNFORTUNATELY, I seem to have 'blossomed' into an infinately more awkward adult. The past few months I have been slipping, falling, and bumping into more shit than I could possibly imagine. SOBER. My legs, arms AND torso are peppered with purple and brown bruises beyond belief. Im falling on ice or bumping into shit at work and I've even become NOTORIOUSLY SPILLY. (I spilt an entire cup of coffee all over Eric's lap at Culina's during breakfast a few weeks ago.. that same night at Redstar I spilt two of my drinks.)
A surprisingly delightly St Paddy's Day however. It's usually a pretty big night for me but I didn't make any plans this year. My mom asked me to go to Laramies (A local Onoway bar) with her and her friend from work and her daughter around my age. I actually had a pretty good time. I didn't run into anybody too terrible from my highschool years or anything. Everytime I go out anywhere in Onoway (which is very un-often) I always have the biggest stomach ache because I am afraid of who I might run into. An annoying person from school? A creepy regular from when I worked at the O-Ho? None of that though. Just a crappy coverband and surprisingly few creepy old guys hit on me. 4oz 'piggies' were on sale and I got sufficiently shitfaced and avoided ending up on the dance floor. I told my mom at the beginning of the night, "If you see me dancing. I'm far too drunk take me home." Her friends daughter was lovely as well and as much as I'm sure I alienated any potential 'suitors' this evening with my opinionatedness I might have actually formed an acquaintence there.
My favourite part of the evening was when this woman I used to frequently serve at the O-Ho and even have partied with on occasion after hours asked me how long I was old enough to get into the bar. *chuckle* In all fairness since I've worked there Ive gone through several different hairstyles and gotten a prescription for fairly thick glasses. Also I'm pretty sure I'll be ID'd until I'm 40.
UNFORTUNATELY, I seem to have 'blossomed' into an infinately more awkward adult. The past few months I have been slipping, falling, and bumping into more shit than I could possibly imagine. SOBER. My legs, arms AND torso are peppered with purple and brown bruises beyond belief. Im falling on ice or bumping into shit at work and I've even become NOTORIOUSLY SPILLY. (I spilt an entire cup of coffee all over Eric's lap at Culina's during breakfast a few weeks ago.. that same night at Redstar I spilt two of my drinks.)
A surprisingly delightly St Paddy's Day however. It's usually a pretty big night for me but I didn't make any plans this year. My mom asked me to go to Laramies (A local Onoway bar) with her and her friend from work and her daughter around my age. I actually had a pretty good time. I didn't run into anybody too terrible from my highschool years or anything. Everytime I go out anywhere in Onoway (which is very un-often) I always have the biggest stomach ache because I am afraid of who I might run into. An annoying person from school? A creepy regular from when I worked at the O-Ho? None of that though. Just a crappy coverband and surprisingly few creepy old guys hit on me. 4oz 'piggies' were on sale and I got sufficiently shitfaced and avoided ending up on the dance floor. I told my mom at the beginning of the night, "If you see me dancing. I'm far too drunk take me home." Her friends daughter was lovely as well and as much as I'm sure I alienated any potential 'suitors' this evening with my opinionatedness I might have actually formed an acquaintence there.
My favourite part of the evening was when this woman I used to frequently serve at the O-Ho and even have partied with on occasion after hours asked me how long I was old enough to get into the bar. *chuckle* In all fairness since I've worked there Ive gone through several different hairstyles and gotten a prescription for fairly thick glasses. Also I'm pretty sure I'll be ID'd until I'm 40.
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