tell me telus

i just bought a new camera phone from telus today and i have to say, never go to the telus store just off of centre court in the eaton centre. the people who work could be replaced with pylons and you wouldn't notice a difference. i went in there first to check it out but then i realize that the people who work there are complete tools. the girl put my info into the computer to see if there were any offers for me. nothing showed up and she said that i had to call client care and talk to them. i left and went to the other telus behind h&m and i can i tell you how much better the service was there. the guy there put my info into the computer and saw that nothing came up and called client care for me to see what they had to offer me. that's why he got commission today and that dumb girl didn't. if you want to the sale, you're going to have to do some work.

unfortunately, telus has disconnected my old sanyo4000 phone and i can't get it to even turn on. i have to call them to have that rectified. i need to get all my numbers off my old phone but i'm waiting for my new phone to charge before i call them. i also need them to waive the $25 account transfer fee. i think it's only fair, they waive the stupid fee and i give them my business for the next three years.

i am currently sipping green tea and nibbling on my mothers yellow sponge cake. i think that it's funny how you can make so many different types of cake with just flour, eggs, and sugar all depending on how long you beat the mixture or fiddle around with the proportions. i think my mother got her recipe from melanie's mom.

to our glorious dead

In Flanders Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark out place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely sing and fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

-Lt. Col. John Macrae

I'm not feeling barfy!

hurrah! i'm so glad that i didn't wake up with a hang over this morning. the staff party was a bit lame because not very many people showed up. we all went over the bradly's after they did last call. chudi and chris couldn't fit in the basement apartment.

i didn't make it to the food handler course this morning. i wish i had gone last week but no bid deal really. i don't intend to work in the kitchen any time soon.

i just ate a foot long seafood sensation sub from subway. is it just me or does the processed cheese from subway taste way better than cheese you buy from the grocery store? i really shouldn't have eaten the whole sub. i was only going to get a six inch sub but i was being a pig because i had just come from yoga.

i'm so sleepy. hmm...i think i'll go write in my leather journal and read a magazine, and then conk out. yes...sounds like a plan.

i'm feeling barfy

i ate some day old brownies from the coffee shop that my little brother, peter, works at. i don't know if it's the brownies or if i just ate too much at dinner. i was starving after yoga. i feel better now that i've done some physical activity. my gym clothes were soaked in sweat. they are currently sitting in a bucket of cold water.

peter is now putting legs onto my table top. i like the table top because it's a table top from a restaurant of some sort. i don't know why my parents had it though because i'm positive that we never had black and white table tops in any of our restaurants. i can't believe my little brother has a tool box. isn't that something that only dads and construction workers have? my dad used to have this bright red tool box that reminded me of opitmus prime.

tomorrow i have a pretty full day which i'm happy about. i'm going to yoga, then to the distillery for a cleaning shift, then an art show, and then i have a staff party later that night. i might be going for dinner between the art show and the party. no real concrete plans yet. i have yet to figure out what i'm going to wear to the party. i would love to wear my stiletto boots but i don't know if i want to be having aching feet the whole night. maybe i'll miraculously learn how to walk in them properly and all will be well with my tootsies.

the noises from the power drill are worrying me a bit. i'm scared that peter's going to accidentally drill through the table top and inadvertently put holes in my floor. oh well...that's just a risk that i'll have to take. there's nothing like having fathers and brothers doing stuff for you. go team family!

anyway, time to see if that bitch on ebay has stopped bidding on that eye shadow.

frans?

i went to work at podium today and there was supposed to be a reservation for 15 but they never showed up. i knew that they were in the complex because i could hear the kids playing on the simulators but they never came to the fifth floor. turns out that someone working downstairs had told them that we weren't open so they went to frans instead. i was actually rather glad that i didn't have to serve anyone. david made us omelets and when we found out that the party had gone to frans, he told us to clock out and he made us drinks. not a bad sunday really. i got breakfast and an alcoholic beverage.

i finally went and actually bought that gravis yoga bag i've had my eye on forever. they didn't have anymore black ones so i had to settle for the army green on. there's a class at 5:30 that i'm going to try and make. need to get back into a routine with everything.

there's a girl out bidding me on ebay for an eyeshadow. looks like i'm going to have to snipe it at the end. hopefully i'll win it. i like the idea of depriving someone of something we're both bidding on.

vomit comet

bleck! some girl sitting next to me on the blue night bus threw up some water and a semi-solid substance that resembled cooked egg whites. there was this guy standing in front of her telling her "don't worry. it's happens to everyone." and, "you know you've had a fun night when you throw up on the bus at 3:15 in the morning." if you're going to be sick, get the hell off the bus. or learn to hold your liquor. both of those options work for me. thank god she didn't barf on my sneakers. i would have wiped them off on her jacket.

nothing else eventful happened today. i slept until very late into the afternoon and then had to go to work. i'm going to try and stay up all night to rectify my sleep cycles. here goes nothing...

duloks, they were

remember the cartoon "e-woks" that was on in the 80s? i finally found out the name of those stick like figures. duloks, they were. whenever old cartoons would come up in conversation, i would mention 'them' because i didn't know what they were called but now i do. duloks. must remember that. see? i'm not crazy.

i'm currently looking up a bunch of old cartoons from the 80s. i think it's because jessica dressed up as "jem" for hallowe'en and her and mel were singing the theme song. i didn't remember it the way they sang it so i thought i'd look it up. once that happened, i started going through all of my childhood faves.

i'm rather annoyed that all the sound bites of the theme songs are speed up really fast. why the hell would i want to hear the theme songs sung by alvin, simon, and theodore with even higher pitched voices?

speaking of annoyed, melanie's roommate is rather annoyed as well. hit the redrumster link on the right to read a note she left to my cousin. quite amusing if you ask me. *snicker*snicker*

i went to the eaton centre tonight to get a bottle of clinique 'heart' perfume and passed the new sephora that just opened up today. the line up was gigantic! there were so many women lined up for makeovers and to get in the doors. it looked like a fun time inside (servers were passing out hors d'ouevres and wine) but it sure as hell isn't worth the two hour wait in line. even the opening of h&m wasn't that rammed. i hope those ladies that waited in line got lots of free samples once they got in the store. i'll think i'll try my luck and drop in on tuesday or wednesday next week. hopefully everyone will be at work and school so i won't have to keep apologizing for bumping into people. when i say "people" i suppose i should say "women". the only men there today were either make-up artists that work for sephora, servers, or with the media.

i finally have music in my room! i hooked up peter's old stereo before dinner tonight. now i can blast some music through the wall so andy can experience how annoying it is to have loud music played when you're trying to sleep. i wouldn't mind if he listened to good music but enough of this canto-pop crappola.

gotta go pee and then do the dishes.

269 according to FOX

well, george w. bush has 269 votes and he needs just one more for another term in office. but that's according to FOX and they announced the wrong president four years ago so i guess i'll have to wait and see. if bush does win, all i have to say is "thank god he's only allowed two terms in a row". matt brought up an interesting point about the u.s. election. he said "if the america is the leader of the free world, then all of the free world should vote for its leader." if only, matt, if only...

i've down two loads of the massive pile of laundry and i still have one more load to wash. how did i accumulate so much dirty clothing? i should have my room set and ready to go by the end of this week or early next week. i'm slacking about it but c'mon now, it's me we're talking about. there's nothing timely about me. strange considering i'm a capricorn. i'm supposed to be anal by nature. i suppose i am in some aspects of my life. being punctual just isn't one of them. terrible habit, really.

staff party next monday. i wonder if we're allowed to bring friends. at bobby's hallowe'en party, ryan's roommate kept telling me that he loved me. the guy (adam?) was dressed up as a construction worker. i kissed him good night when he left but i'd rather not see him again. just awkwardness i'd rather avoid. i hope there's a dance floor. i love dancing. except when guys think i can flamenco and starting twirling me really fast. sorry but spinning, high heels, and this drunk girl don't mix.

stephanos got fired. can't say i'm surprised about that one there. the guy went around the bar and labeled EVERYTHING and i mean EVERYTHING!!! he labeled the cocktail shakers "mixer 1" through to 3. did he think that he was bart simpson with a label maker?

the wall between andy's room and my room is super-duper thin. i can hear the radio very clearly and i can also hear other things that i wish i couldn't hear very clearly. it actually makes me was to gag so i now need to go find some industrial strength ear plugs for when i sleep. i also need to find a good pair of wireless headphones so i don't disturb my mother with my musics when she's sleeping. i wish andy would do the same.

when in doubt, go drag

that's what ryan did yesterday at bob's party. he showed up in strappy high heels, thigh high fish nets, and a black satin teddy. he also had full makeup on with a black curly wig. he looked like the guy from 'rocky horror picture show'. he was the best thing that i saw all night. it was great that almost everyone dressed up.

dinner at mel's was a bit of a bust. only will and i showed up and everyone else cancelled on her. i made a huge chocolate raspberry pavlova. very tasty. my mother was quite amused by the shape of it when it came out of the over. why are non-chinese desserts so funny to her? i'll never understand.

i'm currently typing while watching tv. i'm in peter's room so i'm not actually facing the computer screen and it's strange how i have to concentrate a little harder. i'm making a lot more spelling mistakes. thank god for spell checks.

i'm going to ask my mother to make me some 'gook foon' because i feel yucky. i need it to get rid of some 'hot air'. don't worry if you have no clue as to what i'm talking about it's a chinese thing.