Gad I love being beautiful...
I thought I would update the goings on of my life. Things have been going so well for me lately...knock on wood. Work is going well. I enjoy selling jewelry to say the least...I like, even more, to buy it. Octavian has since put a bit of a barr on my spending though. Which is good, I need to save money. School is going impeccably well. I have a few good courses this semester, i'm sure I will enjoy them.
We had the party of doom for Margo, in which Octavian has met my (in)famous friends. They all agreed he was rather quiet but with more Goat/Aisling exposure i'm sure he'll open up! I mean I remember when I first met Margo! All that was registering in my head was: "Wow...she's fucking tall". Mind you, she was wearing platforms at the time. lol
The roomie scene is going well. Ashers and I get along quite well which I am thankful for. We have since conceeded that we need an empties wall. Which we will doubtless get cracking on. Nothing strikes me as more entertaining than sitting at home, doing homework and drinking. Ashley's got such a great sense of humor, it really was a smart move moving in with her. I don't know anyone else that takes my antics with a grain of salt.
Octavian has a cold, which he probably got from taking care of me. He's such a sweet guy. His father invited me up to their homes in Milan and Romania, which was very nice of him. Maybe I'll go some time with Octavian. Mind you I don't speak a lick of either language, that'd be terribly akward maneuvering about town. Tavy was showing me pictures of Romania and Milan, holy hells bells, you couldn't throw a rock down a street in Milan and not hit a Catholic church. Funny story, by the way, an example of me feeling like a duchess with Tavy. I was in the most moody of moods when we got back to his apartment. I had a cold, I was pms-ing and we're sitting on the couch, me coughing away, and he's like "i'm going to make you some tea, we're going to go out and get you some medicine and we'll stay in and watch a movie." ect. So i'm pouting at the prospect of going out and i'm like "I want some damn cheesecake". He laughed at my little moodswing, walks out with me and we go to the blockbuster; pick up Beowulf and Grendle; and Gorgeous. We never did get around to the movies, we had tea, we had cheesecake, he was so nurturing. Not one complaint. We fell asleep and the next day he took me to my doctors appointment. Mind you, when he found out what happened afterward he right chewed me out when I was back in Niagara.
What had happened was, I went to the doctors office and, as always, the doctor asks me to take a blood test. So I go down into the basement, I hadn't had any breakfast to speak of because I don't eat in the mornings..or afternoon...mainly I eat in the evening. ANYWAY, So I'm in the basement and this Austrian guy was like "okay Miss Spilka, just sit down and we'll take the blood...which do you usually draw from?" I'm like "the left, the vein is more prominant." So He ties up my arm, you know how they do, and he's rubbing my joint and tapping it, no vein is popping up (the rubber band wasn't tight enough but he wouldn't listen). So he goes for my RIGHT arm...the one I never get anything in because it's my leading hand. So he's rubbing and tapping and then he says "I THINK that's the vein..." and he goes to put the f-ing needle in! I clamped my hand down over my arm and I was like "No, no no...you're not sticking needles in ME with any degree of uncertainty! You find that vein!" So about a minute of tapping later he gets the vein and takes out three big phials and three less big phials. I say 'less big' because they were the same circumfrence but about 1/4 of an inch smaller on account of a different cork. After all the tubes of blood are drawn he's like "okay you're done, have a nice day". Not even a moment to rest, they shoo me out of the office and I was stumbling about to the nearest Indigo. The staff at the starbucks were very kind and sat me in a comfy chair when i got there and they brought my order to me. Apparently having an ashen face gets you the good treatment. lol So when I had regained enough strength to continue home I get back To Niagara and I told Octavian of my adventure. He chewed me out for not telling him that I'd have blood taken. I said I always got blood taken when I go to the doctors. So he's coming with me the next time I go.
So much to update on, so little time. Octavian is taking me on a date to the ROM some time soon and I have lunch with Suzan to discuss girly things, then I have lunch with Goat some time soon and ofcourse the eventual Cosmo' with Aisling now that she lives downtown. So as we can see, It's good to be a Queen Groomie. n_n
We had the party of doom for Margo, in which Octavian has met my (in)famous friends. They all agreed he was rather quiet but with more Goat/Aisling exposure i'm sure he'll open up! I mean I remember when I first met Margo! All that was registering in my head was: "Wow...she's fucking tall". Mind you, she was wearing platforms at the time. lol
The roomie scene is going well. Ashers and I get along quite well which I am thankful for. We have since conceeded that we need an empties wall. Which we will doubtless get cracking on. Nothing strikes me as more entertaining than sitting at home, doing homework and drinking. Ashley's got such a great sense of humor, it really was a smart move moving in with her. I don't know anyone else that takes my antics with a grain of salt.
Octavian has a cold, which he probably got from taking care of me. He's such a sweet guy. His father invited me up to their homes in Milan and Romania, which was very nice of him. Maybe I'll go some time with Octavian. Mind you I don't speak a lick of either language, that'd be terribly akward maneuvering about town. Tavy was showing me pictures of Romania and Milan, holy hells bells, you couldn't throw a rock down a street in Milan and not hit a Catholic church. Funny story, by the way, an example of me feeling like a duchess with Tavy. I was in the most moody of moods when we got back to his apartment. I had a cold, I was pms-ing and we're sitting on the couch, me coughing away, and he's like "i'm going to make you some tea, we're going to go out and get you some medicine and we'll stay in and watch a movie." ect. So i'm pouting at the prospect of going out and i'm like "I want some damn cheesecake". He laughed at my little moodswing, walks out with me and we go to the blockbuster; pick up Beowulf and Grendle; and Gorgeous. We never did get around to the movies, we had tea, we had cheesecake, he was so nurturing. Not one complaint. We fell asleep and the next day he took me to my doctors appointment. Mind you, when he found out what happened afterward he right chewed me out when I was back in Niagara.
What had happened was, I went to the doctors office and, as always, the doctor asks me to take a blood test. So I go down into the basement, I hadn't had any breakfast to speak of because I don't eat in the mornings..or afternoon...mainly I eat in the evening. ANYWAY, So I'm in the basement and this Austrian guy was like "okay Miss Spilka, just sit down and we'll take the blood...which do you usually draw from?" I'm like "the left, the vein is more prominant." So He ties up my arm, you know how they do, and he's rubbing my joint and tapping it, no vein is popping up (the rubber band wasn't tight enough but he wouldn't listen). So he goes for my RIGHT arm...the one I never get anything in because it's my leading hand. So he's rubbing and tapping and then he says "I THINK that's the vein..." and he goes to put the f-ing needle in! I clamped my hand down over my arm and I was like "No, no no...you're not sticking needles in ME with any degree of uncertainty! You find that vein!" So about a minute of tapping later he gets the vein and takes out three big phials and three less big phials. I say 'less big' because they were the same circumfrence but about 1/4 of an inch smaller on account of a different cork. After all the tubes of blood are drawn he's like "okay you're done, have a nice day". Not even a moment to rest, they shoo me out of the office and I was stumbling about to the nearest Indigo. The staff at the starbucks were very kind and sat me in a comfy chair when i got there and they brought my order to me. Apparently having an ashen face gets you the good treatment. lol So when I had regained enough strength to continue home I get back To Niagara and I told Octavian of my adventure. He chewed me out for not telling him that I'd have blood taken. I said I always got blood taken when I go to the doctors. So he's coming with me the next time I go.
So much to update on, so little time. Octavian is taking me on a date to the ROM some time soon and I have lunch with Suzan to discuss girly things, then I have lunch with Goat some time soon and ofcourse the eventual Cosmo' with Aisling now that she lives downtown. So as we can see, It's good to be a Queen Groomie. n_n