good morning! i have an entire Sunday set before me with nothing planned. i don't have to spend 2 hours on a packed highway, i don't have to visit with family (not a horrendous obligation but you know what i mean), i don't have to clean the bathroom or go to work or wear pants that aren't expandable. I AM FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE ( Read more... )

(my subject heading should be sung to the tune of paula coles' "where have all the cowboys gone". just so you know ( Read more... )

another weekend gone by, another two days closer to death. how is that for some optimism on a monday morning ( Read more... )

this weekend, for the first time ever, i won a game of texas holdem. i am telling you this because when it was down to the last two of us, i said "i have to win so that i have something interesting to write in my lj on monday". unfortunately, i only won because everyone else was tired. that only diminishes the sweet sensation of victory a little ( Read more... )

last night, as i was laying in bed trying to fall asleep even though i had just had some tea (idiot), i made a mental recap of my weekend, partly because it is always nice to recap one's weekend on a sunday night and also partly because i wanted to make sure i didn't miss out any good parts while writing my weekend recap in here. lame? of course ( Read more... )

just before i started typing this, i sat in front of the computer with my fingers poised overtop the keyboard thinking of what i should write. then i let out a huge exhale/sigh, which pretty much sums up how i am feeling right now: relieved, exhausted, sad, hopeful...and craving chocolate, but that is neither here nor there ( Read more... )

i have been spending my freetime reading the archives of www.crazyauntpurl.com and one thing she writes A LOT about is how awful Los Angeles traffic is. since i am about to embark into the sterile depths of rush hour Toronto traffic, i think i will write about it here. because i am so good at complaining! aside from watching tv, it's what i do ( Read more... )

returning back to work after a long weekend is always hard, even though i realize it's only going to be a four day week. my job is not even that taxing (obviously, since i am consistently updating this!), but of course i would rather be at home reading that book by my future husband, bill bryson, and drinking coffee out of a bohemian pottery mug ( Read more... )

the usual time it takes me to drive from my place to my parents' is 1.5 hours, tops. mind you, the traffic in the summer is always worse (all of the heat-deprived canadians emerge from their bungalows in search of campsites and cold beer) ESPECIALLY on a saturday, so i should have known it would take longer than usual to get to my parents' place ( Read more... )

somebody get the gun because i need to be stopped. i am thinking of baking TWO separate things tonight ( Read more... )