Monday, October 30, 2006
Anyhow, this weekend was pretty quiet. I travelled to St. Ratford yet again. It was nice visiting my dad in the local hospital, instead of having to make the trek to London. He's getting better; I could tell instantly by the fact he was reading again. I went to the library and got a stack of books to keep him occupied.
I rented a couple of movies.
a) Thank You For Smoking = thumbs up.
b) Over the Hedge = thumbs up. I rented this one because Ben Folds contributed some songs to it (the songs are fabulous, of course). The fun bonus was Steve Carell voicing a hyperactive squirrel. And, I did enjoy that the movie was about as subversive as a big budget kids' animated blockbuster could be. It poked a lot of fun at the stupidity of North American suburban life and consumption.
I am a girl easily swayed by CD reviews. The new My Chemical Romance CD has been getting good reviews that hail it as a (slightly more emo) punk rock opera akin to Green Day's American Idiot. I have previously admitted that I find the first single emo-licious. All of these factors lead me to picking up that CD twice and almost buying it.
However, the following reasons stopped me from buying the CD:
a) the image of the name of the band scrawled on the backpacks of some students;
b) the fact I'd lose a couple of musical coolness points by buying it;
c) I didn't like the cover art;
d) the consternation that I'd face from certain readers of this blog.
So, I did the mature, reasonable, musically cool thing and picked up the new Tragically Hip CD. And I'm happy with my choice. I love love love the songs "Yer Not the Ocean", "In View", "Fly", and "World Container".
Oh, and those of you who enjoy enjoyable free music, head over to www.zunior.com and download their Zunior 1.7 sampler. I am currently *obsessed* with five songs from it. (Songs by The Violet Archers, Wayne Petti, Baby Eagle, Jill Barber, and The Golden Seals.)
Also, an obessession for the Hawksley Workman song "You and the Candles" has resulted from an MSN conversation with my pal Becksley.
Honest to goodness, what would I do if I did not have music to obsess over?
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Then there is the televisision ritual of Thursday nights. My roommate and I plan some sort of dinner (usually pizza or something like that) and settle in to watch Ugly Betty while we tape The Office. Then we watch The Office, which is totally the main course of the night.
Slight disappointment tonight: The Office was a rerun. *sigh* At least there was a preview for next week's show. Apparently someone is going to propose to someone else. I'm excited.
So tomorrow night I'm taking the train once again to St. Ratford. My dad was transferred to the St. Ratford hospital. It's so good that he will be closer to home.
This is my fourth weekend in a row going to St. Ratford. I miss Toronto weekends.
Can you people believe that October is almost over?? Where has time gone? Nuts, nuts, nuts.
Well, there's really nothing that I have left to say. My lillies are blooming here is a picture:
I hope that you all have fantabulous weekends!
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Today's fluffy topic is misheard song lyrics. I have three examples that I just cannot remember to hear correctly even though I have learned the real words. Oh, and you know I sing my wrong lyrics loudly and embarassingly.
Example #1: Avalanche by Matthew Good
Christielli hears: "Avalanche started Saturday."
Real lyric: "Avalanche start inside of me."
Example #2: Rattlenakes by Tori Amos (A cover song of a Lloyd Cole and the Commotions song. I've never heard the original. Okay that wasn't really relevant to me mishearing the lyrics but whatever.)
Christielli hears: "She's oblivious to spiders."
Real lyric: "She's oblivious despite herself."
Example #3: Learn to Fly by Foo Fighters
Christielli hears: "I'm looking to the sky to save me. I'm looking for a satellite."
Real lyric: "I'm looking to the sky to save me. I'm looking for a sign of life."
I believe my pal Becksley really made fun of me for example #3. We had a tradition where we would title emails with song lyrics and well, I typed out the wrong lyric which caused much amusement for her.
Anyone else wanna fess up to misheard lyrics?
Bonus Chemistry Joke that I heard last night and that you know I'm going to use through my entire teaching career: A bar of gold walks into a bar. The bartender says "A u, get out of here!"
ps Props go out to my friend Teresa who never reads my blog but who is a great person to call when you need a favour. She answers the phone like she was sitting there waiting for you to call and ask her to do something really important. Again, I'm pretty sure I earned an insanely large amount of good karma in my last life to end up with friends like I have now.
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
(Aside: a few of my oddball friends and I use besmirch as an all-purpose word when we were in university. It was a substitute swear word. It also meant a gift - as in "I bought you a little besmirch".
Context was key a lot of the time. "Besmirch the music" could mean many things. It could mean turn the music on, turn it off, turn it up, or turn it down depending on the actual state of the music.
Oh, and you know that I learned the word besmirch from the Simpsons. Can any of you remember which character in which episode used it?)
Anyhow, today my love of obscure words made it hard for me to communicate today with one of my colleagues.
Me: There's quite the kerfuffle in the office right now.
Colleague: What? I don't know that word.
Me: Oh um... there's.... uh... quite the hubbub in the office.
Me: There's a melee in the office... Ummm, you know a lot of students in there for some reason.
Colleague: Oh.. I see. I don't know all of the cool slang.
Me: Oh, the slang I use is sooooo not cool. I'm a total word geek.
I don't know what the point of this story is. I just couldn't think of a plain word to describe the commotion in the office.
Sometimes when I get mad at my classes (usually for slacking off), I lecture them and I realize the words I'm using are most likely over their head. The more frustrated I get, the more verbose I get.
Anyway, what's your favourite word?
Monday, October 23, 2006
Okay pity party is over. My friend Wendy rocks. She left me flowers on my doorstep on Saturday night. I believe I was supposed to hang out with her, but I crashed and missed her phonecalls and knocks on my door. Boo-urns to me. I tell you, I always wonder what I did I do to deserve such awesome friends. Perhaps I was a saint in my previous life?
Anyhow, here's a picture of the pretty flowers. I decided to bring them back to Toronto on the train. They made it safe and sound.
My apartment is messy. I will deal with the situation tomorrow as I do not believe in exerting myself on a Monday. Surviving a Monday is enough trauma for one day.
I am reading Antonia Fraser's "Marie Antoinette: The Journey" (the book the movie is based on). I'm enjoying it and getting through it quite quickly.
My dad and I have a weird relationship. We talk about history when I visit him in the hospital.
My friend Jolene makes me laugh. I asked her to text me something funny the other night and she sent me the word "bougar". Not only was the text message itself funny, so was the misspelling of the word booger.
That makes me think of when Mr. Burns refers to himself as "the boogerman".
I wonder what percentage of my posts contain Simpsons references?
Saturday, October 21, 2006
I am sitting on the train. It’s Thursday night at 11:15 pm. I’ve tired reading, I’ve tried sleeping, heck, I even tried doing some actual work but I just couldn’t focus on much. So I figure why not try writing a blog post in Word, which I can post tomorrow. Actually, I considered even posting it from the train, since the train is supposed to have wifi, but doesn’t seem to work right now. And… I don’t really feel like paying money for it anyhow.
The past few days have continued to be stressful. My dad is still in the hospital and it doesn’t seem like he’ll be released soon. I was really hoping that he’d be released this weekend, but he hasn’t been able to put weight on his right foot since the surgery to amputate his toes, so I’m thinking it may be awhile longer. These past two weeks have seemed like an eternity.
At least I’ve been able to distract myself with work. Work is busy, and it keeps my mind off of things for a good nine or ten hours a day. I can really understand how someone could get addicted to that damned workahol. (Isn’t there a line in the Simpsons about getting off of the workahol? Sounds like a Simpsons thing. Where else would I have picked it up?)
I’m taking Friday off so I can visit my dad. I was initially going to take the 5:40 train back to St. Ratford, but I’d forgotten that there was a staff meeting tonight. I could have sneaked out, but as I sat there, I realized that I could take the late train, and not have to risk breaking my neck to get to the station and actually eat dinner. Plus… I wouldn’t have to worry about the train being late arriving in St. Ratford and missing The Office. Now that would be a horror.
My pal Becca T came over to watch The Office with me. Hilarious episode. Plus the Pam/Jim phonecall? Ahhhhh!! And, Dwight and the Temp throwing eggs killed me.
After The Office I had to head to catch the train. Thankfully, I left earlier enough that I could turn around when I boarded the subway and realized that I’d forgotten to pack my cell phone charger (pffft could live without a phone OK) and my iPod charger (GASP!!!!). A weekend of having to be frugal with my iPod would have been abysmal.
Tonight I discovered an awesome new site: www.zunior.com You can download some awesome indie albums for low low prices like $6.66 and $8.88. I’ve been on a search for a CD by a Vancouver band called Great Aunt Ida. Their website pointed me toward the Zunior option and I downloaded the album while I should have been packing. (Perhaps the over-stimulation of discovering a new music site lead me to packing haphazardly and forgetting essentials?)
So on tap for Friday is visiting my dad. And, at night I’m going to see Marie Antoinette. I hope it’s good.
Happy weekend to you all.
Monday, October 16, 2006
This was a busy weekend. I took the train home on Friday night, hung out with friends, visited my dad on Saturday, did some errands for my mom on Sunday and then marked on the whole train ride home on Sunday night.
I had composed tonnes of clever blog posts in my head this weekend but I'm too tired to write them now.
Happy Birthday to my pal Sandee tomorrow!
I'll say more later.
Thursday, October 12, 2006
It's become my roommate's and mine ritualistic fun tv night. We have dinner, watch Ugly Betty while taping The Office, and then watch the tape of The Office where we die over Pam and Jim moments. Normally, we watch the current episope of The Office and then might watch some back episodes. One is so not enough.
Tonight I put together an awesome dinner - frozen lasagne, ceasar salad, ice cream and wine. I'm still a little fuzzy from the item.
Oh, if you are an Office lover - check this out. If you're not - boo.
It was nice to be back to the craziness of school today.
Good news - my dad thinks he may be out of the hospital tomorrow. Well, they're fitting him for crutches at least, so he thinks that's a sign that he might be given his walking papers. I'll be less stressed knowing that he's at home, and that my mom isn't home by herself.
Tomorrow I'm going back to St. Ratford for the weekend. I hadn't been able to see any friends when I was there over the long weekend, but my lovely friends are organizing a dessert night tomorrow for me. Hopefully the train will be punctual so I don't arrive when everything is eaten and people are on their way out.
While I was driving home from visiting my dad in the hospital in London, I heard the new My Chemical Romance song on the radio. Now, I would file My Chemical Romance under guilty pleasure since they are MuchMusic staples (and we all know how downhill Much has gotten). However, I must say this new song (Welcome to the Black Parade) is totally emo-licious and I'm quite liking it. (Note: I think it's 'cuz I'm rather emotional and angsty at the moment that something so wrought appeals to me.)
I was walking down King St. today on my way to Moutain Equipment Co-op to buy a backpack for my laptop (the case I own is too heavy and I'm tired of it) and it started to sleet. Sleet! Yuck! It's only the beginning of October. I think it was my fault for laughing at people in Winnipeg having snow.
Okay, I really should be in bed now. I got like 4 hours of sleep last night and tomorrow's another day.
Happy weekend to you!
ps This weekend will be the second anniversary of me living in this apt. with my roommate. It's crazy that two years has gone by so quickly. It's kind of sad to think we'll be moving out in July.
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
These are my Deserted Island Must-Haves.
1) Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince - Now, maybe evenutally someday they'll publish all of the Harry Potter books in one (long long long) volume and then I can just bring that. For the time being, I'll settle on the 6th book, not because it was my favourite HP book (I think I just may love them all equally), but because it was the most recent, and hence the one I've read the fewest times. Note: as soon as book #7 comes out (please hurry JK!), I'll bring that one.
2) America: The Book - Jon Stewart et al - It still makes me laugh after multiple browsings, so I think it'd last on the dessert island.
3) The Ancestor's Tale: A Pilgrimage to the Dawn of Evolution - Richard Dawkins - I own this book. It's massive, but the writing isn't too heavy so it's readable. I aim to read it in its entirity someday. I'm thinking being stuck on a desert island would help me.
1) Reconstruction Site - The Weakerthans - Contains my favourite song of all time (Reconstruction Site). I can't get sick of this album.
2) Ben Folds Live - Contains a good mix of Ben Folds Five and solo stuff. Plus there is a fun cover of Tiny Dancer and a hilarious song called "Rock This Bitch".
3) You Were Here - Sarah Harmer - I have listened to it a billion times and have never gotten sick of it. I'm pretty sure I could listen to it a billion more.
1) Chris Carrabba of Dashboard Confessional - he's dreamy, yo.
2) My pal Becca T
3) Chris Murphy of Sloan (to distract Becca T so I can have the other Chris to myself.)
Hmmm, I'm thinking now that I have people with me, and 2 rockstars at that, I probably won't get around to reading my third book. Oh well.
1) The Wedding Singer
2) Corpse Bride
3) Can I puhlease bring a season of The Simpsons??? Anything but season 1! (if I'm not allowed one season, even just one disc from on season, I'll bring Edward Scissorhands.)
Goal For Tomorrow: Get up early and take a walk around the river and enjoy the fall colours.
Rockin My Ipod: Danny Michel/Emm Gryner/Memphis/Stars/Death Cab for Cutie
Monday, October 09, 2006
My dad had his surgery late Friday night. It turned out that he didn't need a triple bypass, he had a femorofemoral bypass instead, where they created a graft that would shunt blood from his left leg to the femoral artery in his right leg, which was blocked. He may have to lose some of the toes on his right leg but they are going to give them a chance to see if they can recover.
My dad seemed okay when I visited him. One of the first questions he asked me when I saw him was how the Tigers were doing in the playoffs, and he was pleased to hear that they'd beat the Yankees. He was glad to get the novel and the book of Sudoku puzzles that I brought too. I think he'll be OK; it will just take a bit of time for him to recover, but hopefully he'll be back in gardening form for next season. Although he might have to change which foot he shovels with...
Anyhow, it's been a pretty emotional trip home. I've been helping my mom out while she's home alone and doing some housework that was neglected while my dad was sick. Hence I quoted the Ben Folds song "Still" in this post's title. That line came on my iPod while I was cleaning, and it more or less expressed what I was feeling that exact moment.
I'm going to stick around St. Ratford Tuesday and Wednesday. I'm so thankful I have a supportive work environment where my coworkers are kind enough to remind me that the place will not collapse if I'm gone for a couple of days.
All right, if you need a good laugh, I'd recommend listening to the song "Cereal For Dinner" by McEnroe. I heard it last week on CBC Radio 3's podcast and it reminded me of how I ate when I was in university. Ok, ok. I still have cereal for dinner. One night in the summer, I stopped off at the LCBO to get some wine. I honestly was planning cereal for dinner and I actually thought "What kind of wine goes best with Mini-Wheats?" I decided to save the wine for after-dinner.
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
I try to keep my head in the sand about a lot of things in my life. I guess I feel that if I don't acknowledge them, I will lessen the effect they have on my life.
Today something I'd been burying my head about is facing me head on. In fact, I'd wager it's a multitude of things.
I think I joked previously in my blog about my dad's "shovel foot". My dad is an avid gardener and last year he found his digging foot was bothering him. The doctor thought it was arthritis, but this summer it turned out that it was due to a blockage in his arteries caused by far too many years of smoking. Ironically, I taught one of my classes about how plaque builds up in arteries this week.
(I found that growing up with a parent who smoked lead to me being totally disgusted by cigarettes and I've never even tried one.)
I think it was the end of August when he found out he'd have to have bypass surgery. The actual surgery seemed like it would be miles away then, but they've moved it up and he's going to have it tomorrow or Friday.
I'm terrified. I know that it will be okay and tonnes of people have this surgery (Letterman, Clinton... heck my roommate's dad had it in August) and are OK.
I'm also feeling very stressed for my mom. My mother is not well. She has multiple sclerosis and I worry about her being home alone while my dad is in the hospital.
I think I will spend some extra time at home this weekend. I don't know the details of how long my dad will be in the hospital, but I may take a couple of days away from work next week.
I also envision myself travelling home a lot in the next couple months.
Right now I feel that there is a lot of weight on my shoulders, and I'm terrified that it will crash down on me.
Monday, October 02, 2006
1) Are you happy/satisfied with your blog's content and look?
Content: I babble about what's on my mind. I'm more or less happy with that. Sometimes, I've wished that I was a little bit more free about what I blog about (ie things that really bother me don't come up here, because I tend to bottle things up), and I've also wished that sometimes my topics were more substantial. Oh, and I'd also like to do some sort of weekly features like other bloggers do, but I haven't *yet* thought of something innovative and creative.
Look: I'm still digging the summer rockstar make-over of the blog.
2) Does your family know about your blog?
I believe I've mentioned that I blog to my family. However, my immediate family (ie my parents) are totally un-computer savvy and would have no idea of how to find my blog.
3) Do you feel embarrassed to let your friends know about your blog? Do you consider it a private thing?
When I started my blog, I think I aimed to keep it private from my friends, so that I'd feel free to write my deep dark secrets, whatever they may be. However, I ended up having so much fun blogging that I opened my big mouth and most of my friends know about my blog and have told me that they're huge lurkers. (Hello you lurkers you!) I've also roped some of them into blogging.
4) Did blogging cause positive changes in your thoughts?
I don't know if blogging has changed my actual thoughts (I'm set in my ways) but I think I'm more expressive. One thing that's for sure is that I'm constantly composing posts in my head.
5) Do you only open the blogs of those who comment on your blog or do you love to go and discover more by yourself?
I'm very faithful to anyone who comments. I like to find new blogs every now and then using the old "next blog" button.
6) What does a visitor counter mean to you? Do you like having one on your blog?
I don't really care about the number of visits that I get. I'm into the counter more for the amusement of finding out how people get to my blog (today's funny referral of the day is "where does Antonio Banderas live?"), and seeing where they are from.
7) Did you try to imagine your fellow bloggers and give them real pictures?
I have mental images in my head of all fellow bloggers. Even for the ones with pictures. I wouldn't be surprised if my mental image is different than how they actually look, despite the pictures.
8) Admit it. Do you think there is any real benefit in blogging?
Yes. It's improved my ability to transfer thought from my brain to computer screen.
9) Do you think that Blogger's society is isolated from the real world or interaction with events?
No, I'd wager it's a reflection of the real world.
10) Does criticism annoy you or do you feel it is a normal thing?
I'm all for constructive criticism.
11) Do you fear some political blogs and avoid them?
I don't fear political blogs but I do tend to avoid those who are on the opposite spectrum that I am. Everyone is entitled to express themselves, and I'm entitled to avoid those who I disagree with.
12) Were you shocked by the arrest of some bloggers?
Yes, it was very shocking when they arrested me. Ha-ha. What kind of question is this??
13) What do you think will happen to your blog after you die?
I really think it would be cool if I could blog *from* the afterlife. That should really generate some publicity, eh?
14) What song do you like to hear? What song would you like to link to on your blog?
I would never link just one song to my blog since my listening mood changes constantly. I normally just quote what ever song I'm listening to in my post title.
15) The next "victims"?
If you want to be a victim, go for it.
Sunday, October 01, 2006
This weekend involved drinking wine while watching The Office backwards, seeing Little Miss Sunshine (again), shopping (and not buying anything!), an all-night contemporay art thing, lots of friends, brunch, more shopping (and only buying a CD), a little bit of work, a little bit of reading, and missing a concert (tragic, will not discuss).
Anyhow, the contemporary art thing was cool. Bascially, three large zones in Toronto were turned into an all-night art installatation called Nuit Blanche. It was cool. Becca T and I wandered around from 11 until past 1 ('cuz that's when the subways stop). I've never seen the streets so busy that late. I loved the energy and coming across unexpected art in the streets.
My favourite installation was Fog in Toronto which was set up in Philospher's Walk at U of T. There was a long lineup to walk through the fog, and I got muddy, but it was really cool.
And... I'd really really like to post the pictures that I took (yes, I remembered my camera!) but stupid blogger's being stupid. Grrrr. I'm uploading them to flickr right now, so feel free to click if you'd like to see.
Well, this is a short post, but I need to get rested for yet another week. I was thinking of all the work I need to do this week earlier today. Yuck. I might as well bring my sleeping bag to school and camp out in the staff room. Why even bother coming home? Yeesh.