Now show a little backbone, why don't you?

This post has been brought to you by aching joints that woke me up at 2:00 am courtesy of my work spouse. She talked me into trying a new class at my gym that I've been meaning to try for, oh, three years, but have always put off until another time because new things intimidate me. Anyway, having a person to try the new thing with finally got me to do it, and it was good, but I am sore. I will go back again, provided I regain proper working order of all of my limbs.

Anyway, aches and insomnia should bring to you a good random post.

1) I really love the new Foo Fighters' album "Wasting Light". Get it. I haven't listened to something this straight up rock 'n roll in a long time. It's all killer no filler; each song is great. I am rekindling my love affair with Dave Grohl and I like it.

2) I am reading Tina Fey's "Bossypants" and it's a must read. I'm almost finished; it's laugh-out loud hilarious, and is especially awesome if you are an SNL/30 Rock fan like I am. It's totally a book that you could read in one sitting. I thought I would be able to finish it last night, but my ability to turn pages and focus was hampered by bodily pain. (Ha-ha, joking... I'm not that broken...)

3) I feel like we've skipped summer and fall and gone straight back to winter. What is with this? Snow on Sunday, then cold on Monday, and absolute nastiness on Tuesday. Also, since it's April, I have the silly habit of putting on my spring/fall jacket when I leave the house and then paying for it later. Clearly, my weather expectations are too high.

4) I really like the salted caramel squares at Starbucks. They're little, so not a caloric kick in the pants, but a nice little treat instead.

5) I bought a new tshirt at Lululemon that has anti-stink technology: they say you can wear it a second time without washing it. I'll be trying out that property tomorrow. If no one will go on the treadmill beside me, I'll take it back. Have you ever had the misfortune of being beside a really smelly person at the gym and then having to pretend you were finished your workout to change machines? I have. Also, I was once beside some dude who curiously smelled of maple syrup which, although not unpleasant, was really distracting.

6) We watched Reality Bites last night. It's still good. It's fun to watch a world with giant cell phones, people who talk into phones attached to the walls, and a world without Youtube or other parts of the internet. I've been feeling all sorts of 90s nostalgia lately. I liked that decade. I find it awesome that Doc Martens are apparently back in style. There is now a Doc Martens store on Queen St., and I like watching people wear them on the subway. I kind of want to buy a pair, but I know I have a black pair of boots somewhere in my closet. Breaking them out again is on my to-do list. Or better yet, I'm sure I could find my purple three-holes from grade eight kicking around my parents' place somewhere. (Kidding... well, I could find them, but I don't think that pair has aged as well as plain black boots.)

7) My high school is planning its 25th year reunion. I want to have no part of it, but I've already been added to the group on Facebook. I am still in touch with the people that I really liked during high school, and for the rest of them, bah. Also, the parts that I really enjoyed during high school, other than shenanigans with the Group of 9, were the nerdy ones where I learned about science and math, and I doubt there will be any of that during the reunion.

8) I having been counting down until this long weekend. Two more teaching days. April's been an exhausting month, and the last week will continue to be with parent-teacher interviews and Earth Month activities. But then, it's May, and the long coast into summer will begin. I haven't taken on any projects in May/June so it should be an easier end to the year.

And with that, I'm going to try sleep again. Happy Wednesday everyone!

p.s. Thanks to everyone for the sweet comments on my previous post. I enjoy all of my bloggarinos immensely!

Personal Life.

Here is one topic that I don’t blog much about. Ironically, I think I started a blog so that I would work on becoming more open about my feelings and thoughts and all of that stuff, but my blog has become very light and fluffy most of the time, and more of a record of things that I’ve done rather than my feelings.

Anyway, I have an awesome readership, and I’m sure they probably sometimes wonder what’s going on: does christielli have a boyfriend?

A lot of my long-time friends from high school read my blog and know the tell-tale signs that there is someone special in my life: I’m doing all kinds of fun stuff but I don’t mention with whom. If I’m going to sushi with Mathew (my friend who’s like my brother) you know. However, if I just say I had sushi... well it was probably on a date.

For most of last year I was with someone that I actually started to mention by name on my blog, which is a pretty big deal for me. Then, out of the blue, he broke up with me and emo posts started to appear. I was surprised that the break-up hit me hard: I was unhappy in the relationship in a lot of ways; but still content enough to stick around. I was even once close to breaking up with him myself. At one point, I actually listed a bunch of things that were bothering me, and he was really great about everything so I left things, only to be dumped a couple of weeks later. I think the reason that I was bothered so much is that I knew the reasons that he was giving me for our breakup were not sincere. He just didn’t want to feel like a bad guy and couldn’t say “this isn’t working” and went the “it’s not you, it’s me” route. I ended up feeling so brushed off and uncared for, and I think I took things more to heart than I could have anticipated which made things a bit rough.

After that happened, I started spending time with a friend of mine who I’d always harboured a bit of a crush on. I met this friend through a mutual love of music: a couple years ago he’d posted some pictures of a Joel Plaskett show that we were both at on the internet, I commented on them, and we connected through various forms of social media. We started running into each other at various concerts around town. I always thought this guy was very nice and cute, and clearly had good taste in music, but by that time I figured that out he was dating someone, and then I ended up meeting someone else, so that was that.

However, fast-forward to the end of last year and we were both single. We ended up going to a string of shows together and things just clicked. We spent a good deal of time together over the Christmas holidays and kept seeing each other more and more afterwards. I don’t know if there was a particular point when we were “together”, but when you end up celebrating your birthdays, and Valentine’s Day, you know things are going well.

Anyway, I’ve been really happy in this relationship, so I’ve been thinking that I should blog about it. I mean, I blog about everything else, so why wouldn’t I blog about this? I think it’s just because I am always afraid of jinxing things by writing about them or talking about them too much. Whenever I start dating someone new, I try to tell only a few friends. Why? It’s because whenever I tell too many people and things don’t work out, well then I have to tell all those people it didn’t work out and I end up feeling even crappier. I think I’m this way because I have A LOT of *close* friends, so it’s always a nightmare after things go sour. There are so many people I have to tell. Note: I’m not saying that I’m super popular, but I’m just really good at maintaining friendships and I’ve been left with a lot of people who are interested in my happiness.

It’s definitely time to start writing about where I am because it’s been almost four months since Jason and I have been together. I’m very happy: we have the same ideas of a perfect afternoon, we love shows and music, and he makes me feel very special. Also, I’m pretty sure that he could hold his own with the Group of 9, and that’s really important. Also, he would be the third Jason who has been brought into the group, so you just have to wonder about the odds of that.

Just thought I’d share that with you on this snowy Sunday in April.

p.s. Sleeping over at school went well. Here is the sock monkey that I made. I think its mouth and the Instagram filter that I used for the photo make it look very Tim Burton-esque. Should I buy it or donate the monkey to charity?

Procrastination.

I should be in bed. I should.

Tomorrow is my second annual sleeping at my workplace event. Student council is organizing a fasting-for-charity event, and I get to supervise for the duration. It will be a lot of fun, but it's been a lot of prep work.

On top of that the Eco Club has been really busy because April is Earth month.

And, did I mention report cards are due tomorrow? I'm finished for two of my classes, but for one I still have two sets of assignments to mark tonight. I'm done that, but I have to go in early tomorrow to enter the marks.

Of course, I wouldn't be up so late if I hadn't procrastinated so much. Tsk tsk.

I look forward to Saturday and an epic sleep following tomorrow's sleepover.

Can you believe I'm brining a suitcase to work? Figured it was the easiest way to transport my stuff on transit.

The next two weeks of April will be really busy with more environmental stuff, parent-teacher interviews and the usual daily grind of planning, teaching, and marking.

However, I am really really looking forward to seeing Hawksley Workman play in Guelph on April 29th. We were gonna stay overnight since Guelph's a cute town, but it looks like I'll be attending a funeral (friend's dad) the next day.

Happy Friday and enjoy your weekends. Keep your fingers crossed that the sleepover is problem-free!

ps We are making sock monkeys. It will be fun.

We Are Who We Are.

Okay, first of all, I apologize for taking my title from a freaking Kesha song. I listen to the worst of worst pop music, tossed together with some upbeat indie stuff, when I'm at the gym. That's why that song title came into my head as I was thinking of this post while I was on the treadmill. Anyway, I am getting sick of the same old same old, so I was wondering if anyone had any suggestions to add to my lame and cool workout music.

Here's a post about me being who I am. Which is a nerdy science teacher who tries her hardest to make stuff funny.

I'm teaching one of my classes a unit on optics. You know, light, mirrors, refraction, lenses, etc. It's so not as fun a chemistry because we can't light anything on fire (well, I guess I could try it with a magnifying glass... hmmm....) and we can't dissect anything (well, actually we could cut open a cow's eye if there are any kicking around... hmmm....). However, I can try to pepper in some lame jokes during my lessons to liven things up.

Today we were talking about all types of mirrors. When describing the properties of an image formed by a mirror, we science teachers tell students to remember the acronym SALT which stands for size, attitude, location, and type.

Here is how I always explain SALT in my most deadpan and driest of voices.

"S stands for size. Is the image larger, smaller, or the same size as the object? A stands for attitude. Is the image ruder than the object, or is it more polite? L stands for location..." And on I go.

Now, today's class was absolutely silent when I made my little speech. I turn around and I say "Seriously?" and I look at them. They all sort of look at each other and start to laugh. "Miss, you weren't serious about attitude**, right? Right? What if we mess up on the quiz and get that part wrong?"

"Then I know you weren't really paying attention the whole class."

"Oh... well will you at least write LOL on the quiz?"

"Sure. However, did you like my delivery? I tried so hard not to laugh. I think you guys totally fell for it because you were so quiet!"

"No, no, we didn't. We just wanted to make you happy!"

Anyway, my next lame joke was when I was explain the meaning of the word converge, which is used in reference to light rays that meet up in one spot.

"So now you guys can impress your friends with your new vocabulary. You can say to them 'hey, want converge at the mall after school?' "

Of, course I got a chorus of "Oh Miss, that means our friends would get all confused and wouldn't know what to do! And we'd sound like giant nerds. That would be a horrible thing to say."

"I know it would be. However, my lame explanation will help you remember the meaning. That's why I say these things, you know."

Anyway, that's how I amuse myself during a dry lesson on mirrors. The funniest thing was I told my work spouse this story after school, and she was like "I so use the same joke about attitude! It's so fun. I like to say some images are mean, and some are nice!" And no, we had never converged previously about this joke. It was an example of independent discovery, just like Darwin and Wallace and the theory of evolution due to natural selection.

So yeah, lame professional science nerds. We are who we are.

**In case you were wondering, attitude is whether the image is upright or inverted.

Done, done, and I'm on to the next one.

Jury duty is done. At about 11:30 am on Friday, just as I was contemplating what I wanted for lunch, the head jury organizer dude came out and let us know that our services wouldn't be needed any more. We had completed our civic duty and were exempt for the next three years. Back to work for me tomorrow.

I had a pretty low-key weekend. I ran a few errands on Friday after my early dismissal but didn't do anything too exciting; I picked up a new book at Indigo and spent a lot of time absorbed in it.

On Saturday, I got out and enjoyed the beautiful weather and spent the evening having dinner cooked for me (mussels = yum) and watching some TV. I enjoyed the new SNL; I liked seeing the Foo Fighters play. I had totally forgotten how they used to be one of my favourite bands when I was in university and the massive crush I had on Dave Grohl. I have to admit I've spent some time this evening watching old Foo Fighters videos and listening to their music.

Anyway, I did promise a book review post and since I've been reading voraciously, now is the time. Actually the two books I read whilst on jury duty, "I Love You and I'm Leaving Anyway" and "When God Was A Rabbit" were quite mediocre. I'm going to review the stuff I've read lately that was actually good.

The Paris Wife - Paula Mclain (fiction)

I love any type of historical fiction that is written about the life of a historical "footnote". You know, someone who was associated with someone famous but never really became famous themselves. This book is written from the point of view of Ernest Hemingway's first wife Hadley Richardson.

I found the book very interesting because it is set mostly in Paris in the 1920s, and has interesting supporting characters in the forms of F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald, Gertrude Stein, and other literati of the time. Also, the Hemingways moved to Toronto for a very short time during this period: they pretty much hated it, but their son was born here.

Of course, being that Hadley was Hemingway's first wife, you know that marriage doesn't end well. In case you do plan to read it, I won't describe what happens (of course, I ruined the ending for myself with Wikipedia), but it's a sad tale of betrayal that ends this well-written book.

The Memory Palace - Mira Bartok (non-fiction)

This is a memoir written by the daughter of a schizophrenic mother. Emotionally, it's a tough book to get through. The author and her sister went through a lot growing up with a mother who would often come after them with knives, so they would have to push furniture against their doors to protect themselves. Of course, their mother's behaviour was a result of mental illness, and it's tragic how the system was unable to help her. As adults, the sisters tried to get their mother declared as mentally incapable of taking care of herself, but the court system disagreed since she was capable of cashing her monthly welfare cheque and buying her own cigarettes.

As a result of their mother's destructive influence on their lives, both daughters change their names and move away so their mother can't contact them. Seventeen years later, she is diagnosed with cancer and the daughters re-enter her life. It's harrowing reading about this: it seems really harsh that these women cut their mother out of their lives; however her illness impacting them greatly (she would phone hundreds of times a day), and they really didn't have much of a choice.

Throughout the book, the author weaves ideas about memory and the influence of art. It's a very well written book, and despite its dark topic, it made me think a lot about my relationship with my own parents and how hard it will be to lose them. I got to the end of this book on the subway, and I have to admit I was crying. It was a very powerful read.

I Think I Love You - Allison Pearson (fiction)

This book is the polar opposite of the book I reviewed above. It's a book about a woman who was in love with David Cassidy when she was fourteen and how she gets a chance to meet him when she's an adult. A lot of the book centres around the main character's teenage years, her friendships, her David Cassidy love, and The Essential David Cassidy magazine. I think this book really resonated with me not only because it was a super fun read, but because I think most girls had their own "love" for a male teen idol that happens during that time in between childhood and adolescence. My David Cassidy was Joe McIntyre from New Kids on the Block, and the author does a great job describing that illogical love between a young girl and her teen idol.

We All Fall Down - Nic Sheff (non-fiction)

One of my eccentricities is that I "enjoy" reading books about addicts and their struggles. Why? I think part of it comes because I'm a bit of a control freak, and reading about someone absolutely losing control is darkly fascinating for me; also, since these books are memoirs, they usually have happy endings. The addict cleaned him/herself up and got a book deal to boot! It all works out okay in the end. Happy face.

A couple of years ago, I read a pair of addict memoirs that were very interesting. "Beautiful Boy" was from the point of view of the addict's father, and "Tweak" was from the point of view of the addict. Well, you have to believe that I was stoked when I saw the sequel to "Tweak" on the bookshelf when I was done jury duty.

The style of "We All Fall Down" is similar to that of its predecessor: it's actually classified as a book for teenagers, but I had to read both of them because I was so curious after reading the dad's book. The writing is honest and conversational. Anyway, it turns out that Sheff had not kicked his addiction battles with the publishing of his first book, Tweak. He was off of the hard stuff, but still struggling with alcohol and pot. Anyway, I hope that after this book he's able to stay sober, and perhaps branch out into writing something else, since he is a decent writer.

Anyway, those are some of the better books I've read lately that I felt were worth reviews. Next up, I think, is "A Discovery of Witches" by Deborah Harkness. I'm sampling the first chapter of this novel on my Kindle, and it really speaks to my inner sixteen year old because, well, it seems a bit gothy.

Happy Monday everyone. Have you read anything good lately?

And now for a break.

I get to go back to school tomorrow! But then it's back to more jury duty on Friday. Hopefully Friday is my last day. I guess I could still get picked for a trial, but it doesn't seem likely (knock on wood). Apparently they don't need our services tomorrow, so we get a day "off".

The bright side of jury duty is that I still do get paid, and I don't get any vacation or sick days taken off. I managed to get a great supply teacher to fill in for me while I've been gone, so my anxieties related to leaving my classes were alleviated over the past couple days.

I spent a good hour this morning making up a good review worksheet for my grade 10s, and typing out the answers for my supply (she's not a science teacher). However, I guess that was wasted time since I'll be the one teaching tomorrow, and I don't need an answer key. Meh, oh well, it made the time pass faster.

I've almost finished two books since I've been on jury duty. No one's even been called to court in the past two days. Just a lot of sitting. There's gotta be a more efficient way to do this, right?

Last night I was at school until 7 pm making lesson plans. I went in again today because student council is involved in a project where they are making 1000 paper cranes to sent to Japan as a show of support after the earthquake. 1000 cranes has a significance to their culture; according to ancient legend if someone folds 1000 cranes, they will be granted a wish.

Anyway, by the time I got to school, 700 cranes had been folded. When I was in grade 5, I remember a grade 8 trying to teach me how to fold an origami crane and getting really frustrated with me. I never was able to complete one. I joked that origami cranes bring back traumatic memories for me. Anyway, one of my favourite student council kids taught me how to make one, and I think I made about ten or so. In fact, I was the one who made the very last crane. I was excited. Here's a picture of some of my creations.

As I was folding cranes, I was also asked by two kids for reference letters for scholarships... due on Friday of course. That means tomorrow will be pretty busy with catching up, making more lesson plans for Friday, and writing letters.

Between my vacation and jury duty, I've finished four books within the past month. I think I might do a book review post soon. Heck, maybe I'll write it while sitting on Friday.

Hope you all have nice Thursdays.

Civic Duty

Well, looks like I'm in for another morning of sitting. Thank goodness for Iphones... I can do some work emailling as I sit. I will probably use the rest of my morning to finish a book.

Looks like I'll be here the rest of the week. That's if I don't get picked for a trial. I've already been "challenged" (rejected) once.

Things I like about Jury Duty:

- I have time to read. I always complain that I don't have enough time for that.

- They got new comfy chairs in the jury lounges. Better than my plastic desk chair at school. Not that I sit much at school...

- The court staff are all super nice and have dry senses of humour.

- I get to go out for lunch on Queen St every day! And I don't have any lunchtime meetings so I actually enjoy my lunch!

- Yesterday, I had to be here at 8:30 am but for the rest of the week it's 9:30 start time. I get to sleep in an extra hour.

- When you are called to court, it's pretty interesting watching the legal system in action.

Things I Don't Like:

- I worry a lot about work while I'm here. Are my classes behaving? How will I catch up for what's essentially a missed week.

- I feel like I have two jobs right now. After I'm finished here today, I will have to go to school to make more lesson plans.

- We really don't know how long we're going to be here. Teachers tend to be control freaks (I know I am), and having no control over my day is really frustrating.

- Did I mention that I'm struggling with not being at work? I have never left my classes this long!

Anyway, over all it is a really interesting experience, and I think I'd have no anxieties if I wasn't so attached to my job. At least I know that after this I'm exempt for three years and it's pretty rare to be called more than once. Civic Duty done.

With my favourite band's most popular song playing in the background.

It's been a pretty busy and eventful few days since I've last blogged. Here's an update about what I've been up to.

On Thursday evening, I went to see a "live" viewing of The National Theatre's production of Frankenstein. It's pretty neat that you can see a performance broadcast from the London broadcast in major cities across the world. It was an amazing production directed by Danny Boyle (Slumdog Millionaire) and with amazing actors in the roles of the creature and the doctor. I really enjoyed the show, despite the fact that Frankenstein is a rather depressing story. If I had written it, the blind man would have told his family about the creature before just springing him on them, and they all would have lived happily ever after.

Friday was absolutely beautiful weather-wise. I took Fea and my student teacher (it was her last day) out for lunch at a neighbourhood bakery, and it was a nice way to spend a Friday lunch. After school, I went to the gym and then the grocery store. However, after that I didn't have too much energy left. I had a hot bath and then went to bed at 9 pm for an absolutely epic sleep.

Saturday was another beautiful sunny day. I got out my bicycle pump, inflated my bike's tires, and rode my bike to the gym. The wind made for a tiring ride home (there's a bit of a hill that I really feel after a workout when it's windy), but it was great getting my bike out. Starting on Monday my building's really wonky elevator (age: 55) is going to be renovated, so I don't know how often I'll be dragging out my bike 'til it's fixed (I live on the fourth floor).

After my nice bout of exercise, I relaxed a bit and got started on phase 1 of spring cleaning: spring tidying. I have so much crap about that I need to deal with. However, step one of minimizing the look of disaster in my apartment is done. I hope that next weekend I'll have time to start going through stuff, and do some hardcore cleaning.

After my tidying, I met up with Jason for a nice little pub dinner, and then we came back here to watch some Tim Burton movies in preparation for finally seeing the Tim Burton exhibit at the TIFF Lightbox. We only managed to watch Corpse Bride (my fave) before watching SNL, so it was not the Tim Burtonathon that I envisioned, but still enjoyable.

Today was the day of actually going to the exhibit. I can't believe that I waited this long: Tim Burton is my favourite director by far. However, I knew it was in town until April, and my natural procrastinator took hold. Good thing about procrastinating: I got a Groupon for 2 for 1 admission. Bad thing about procrastinating: the exhibit was super busy. After showing up at 12 pm to get tickets for the 2 pm viewing, we hit up the Rivoli for brunch. Eating french toast at the first place that I ever went to a proper bar rock show (Hawksley Workman in 2001) is fun.

The exhibit was amazing. Ever since I was a kid, I've been fascinated with ghouls, ghosts, graveyards, all things gothic, death, and suburbia. Tim Burton's art and movies encompasses all this stuff in a way that sucks me in, and I've loved his movies since I first saw Beetlejuice. The highlight for me were the items from The Nightmare Before Christmas, Corpse Bride, and Edward Scissorhands, but all of the movie-related items brought back memories of growing up/growing older with his work. In addition, seeing all of Tim Burton's other artwork, including his earlier artwork, was fun too. We laughed pretty hard at one particular sketch that said a couple "liked to hold hands" but they were actually holding severed hands. Awesome.

You can't take any pictures inside the exhibition, and they mean business. We heard a girl getting in huge trouble for taking a picture of Edward Scissorhand's costume. She had to show that she deleted the photo, or they would have kicked her out. However, you are allowed to take pictures at the instillation at the entrance:

Here's me looking like a blurry, happy dork.

This evening I met up with my friend Flora for dinner and dessert. We had a really great time catching up, and I gave her the "Flora" brand cookies that I bought for her in Spain. We first came across the "Flora" brand of food in Australia when we travelled there in 2005. It's a brand of margarine. Flora actually bought a tub and dumped out the spread so she could have the container. Too bad we hadn't come across the cookies then.

Here's a picture of the cookies along with all the other goodies I had packed in my suitcase on the way home.

Tomorrow, I am not going to work. I am going to jury duty! Can you believe it? I hope I don't get picked. Seriously, there is so much going on right now at work. I can't afford to be gone for too many days. My summons says to expect to be gone a week, but I'm hoping that I'm only gone for a day or two. I've left lesson plans to cover Monday and Tuesday. If I'm there longer than that, I'll have to go in to school to make more, ugh. This is one of those few times in life that I really hope that I get rejected.

Hope you all have nice weeks!

Hey hey alligator you have got a lot to learn.

Some days I get home from school, and I am too exhausted to do anything much. I might have some toast and jam in place of a proper dinner, watch a bit of TV, waste time on the internet have a hot bath, read a bit in bed, and fall asleep. However, I think with what hopefully seems like spring, I have more energy. Tonight, I had a snack at Starbucks, went to the gym, ran an errand, went grocery shopping, cooked a new meal, cleaned up, blogged (that's now) and then I'm going to do some much needed laundry. I think that's more productive than I've been in a week!

Anyway, my pal Claire posted a meme today, and I'm totally gonna steal it because memes are often better than thinking of stuff on my own, you know?

The ABCs of me

1. Age- 31

2. Bed size- double

3. Chore you dislike the most- all of them. I wish I could afford help around the house. My roommate, Ms. Rilo, does nothing.

4. Dog? Rilo wouldn't allow it.

5. Essential start to your day- oatgurt; my fave breakfast of oatmeal mixed with yogurt. Some judge it as disgusting, but I find it tasty.

6. Favorite color- purple all the way.

7. Gold or Silver- silver

8. Height- 5'6”

9. Instruments you have played- piano, recorder, and triangle.

10. Job Life- I like to think of myself as a professional science nerd. Some might just say that I'm a high school science teacher.

11. Kids- None.

12.Live- Toronto, Ontario.

13.Mom's name- Lucy

14. Nicknames- None that have ever stuck. My work pals often just call me by my last name.

15. Overnight hospital stays- Only when I was born.

16. Pet Peeves- This could be a post in itself. A lot of my pet peeves are transit related. I hate when people get all pushy to make a train when there will be another one in two minutes. I hate when people have a bag on the seat beside them and won't move it when you are obviously standing there wanting the seat. I hate when people take the outside seat on a full bus, and won't move over so you have to climb over them to get the seat. And then they don't get off until the end of the route anyway, so there's not like there was a logical reason for their outside-sitting.

17. Quote from a movie- "I'm in a glass case of emotion" - Ron Burgundy from Anchorman

18.Righty or Lefty or Politics- Left all the way. I like to say that only turkeys have right wings. (I stole that quote from Birch Barlow on the Simpsons and flipped it to reflect my own political beliefs.)

19, Siblings- None.

20. Time you wake up on weekdays- I should wake up at 6:15 am but I usually wake up at 6:45 am.

21. Underwear- I'm wearing it. Not giving details.

22. Vegetable you don't like- Is an onion a vegetable?

23. What makes you late- I am actually quite punctual. On normal days I'll sometimes be running late because of transit delays or long lines at Tim Horton's.

24. Xray you have had- My right foot and my teeth.

25. Yummy good food you make- I think my veggie chili is exceptional. And I made a chickpea and cashew curry tonight with fresh cilantro and yogurt that was really good. Oh look, here's a picture that I'll post here even though I posted on twitter too.

26. Zoo animal favourite - I like big cats. I remember once they had a snow leopard at the Toronto Zoo who had its own special and expensive air conditioner.

Anyway, that's the meme. Feel free to steal it.

Collapse Into Now.

Part One of Post: Weekend Recap

This weekend consisted of finally sleeping off my jet-lag (I hope), watching a lot of 30 Rock (I just got season 4) while eating Pad Thai and drinking red wine with enjoyable company, a lazy Saturday morning followed by a stroll to Starbucks and the bookstore, and then the drive to Stratford and back to pick up Ms. Rilo, who is hiding from me right now. I think the trip back exhausted her.

On Saturday day night I also went out in Stratford with two Go9ers, Teresa and Vern. It was fun catching up and having a low key evening with a couple of friends.

Once I got back to Toronto, I returned my car and went to the gym for a proper workout. I think I must be over my jet lag since I wasn't near collapsing after 30 minutes like I was on Thursday. Man, transatlanticism takes it out of you!

I have a pile of dinner dishes to do. I actually cooked for myself tonight! I rarely do that; I only really like cooking when I'm cooking for someone else. Making a meal for myself seems like too much work, when I'm just as happy with a bowl of soup or a sandwich. However, the leftovers are a great bonus. I'll have lunch for a few days!

Part Two of Post: Music Geek-out

I don't know if I've mentioned it, but I LOVE the new REM album Collapse Into Now. I've been an REM fan since I was six, and they've been with me through high school, university, and I saw them at SXSW in Austin Texas a few March Breaks ago. Anyway, their new album is stellar, and exceeded my expectations completely. Check it out. My favourite songs are "Alligator Aviator Autopilot Antimatter" (with Peaches) and "Blue" with the fabulous Patti Smith who I am in love with, as you all know, since reading her memoir "Just Kids".

Also, Matthew Good has posted a couple songs from his upcoming album on his SoundCloud page. I love them both. He actually won a Juno this weekend for his album Vancouver, which seems very odd to me because it came out in 2009. Anyway, I'm excited for his new album.

And, there's a new Sloan album coming out too! I like the first single Unkind. It's catchy.

Tonight I am going to watch the Junos. I love Canadian music despite the Bieber, despite Hedlely, and despite Nickelback, who I'm pretty sure won't be there for a change. However, there will be performances by The Arcade Fire and Broken Social Scene so hook it to my veins, as Barney Gumble would say.

Part Three of Post: Rainy Barcelona Pictures

One night Becca and I went out for an amazing tapas dinner and downed a super affordable (9 Euros!) pitcher of sangria. Afterwards, we walked around to hopefully digest the meal. It was a little bit rainy out and the streets were wet. This was actually when we discovered the Barri Gotic: the really old part of the city. Wandering through medieval streets makes for a pretty magical evening.

Here's a picture I took of the Portal del Angels, which is a busy shopping street during the day. I think this is one of my fave Barcelona pics.

Here's our feet on the slippery surface of the Placa Catalunya. My feet (on the bottom) are wearing my new Camper shoes, which were my shopping splurge in BCN. I'm going to wear those suckers a lot this summer.

Here I am in front of a fountain in the Placa Catalunya.

Here's a picture by Picasso that's on a building near the cathedral.

Here's a picture of a rainy street. Becca says she'd like to live on this street and drive a red Vespa.

When it was hailing out, and we were stranded in a coffee shop, which is not the worst place to be stranded, I took a video of the hail.

The streets in the Barri Gotic are very narrow. They were usually wide enough for one car, and a sidewalk big enough for one person on either side. I often felt that I could easily get hit by the car's mirrors. It made me feel a little claustrophobic.

Here's a shot of the park near our hotel. I would have liked to explore it more, but this is how it looked most of the time. Look at all those modernist swimming pools, ha-ha.

This is the older cathedral; i.e. not the Sagrada Familia by Gaudi. It's all right, I guess. My splurge hotel was around the corner from it.

Here's another foot picture from a late night rainy walk after sangria. These are the streets of the Passeig de Gracia, which were designed by Gaudi. At a museum, I bought a coaster designed like a tile, which I thought was a great souvenir.

Here's the Casa Batllo at night. Love it. I took a tour of this house on my last day.

Here's La Padrera, an apartment complex designed by Gaudi, that we visited on our last cloudy day together.

Here's the roof. It was lots of fun running around on the roof.

I would have loved to bike around BCN on one of these bike-sharing bikes, but it was too rainy, and I couldn't really figure out how to rent one. Paris has the best bike-sharing system hands-down. Put your credit card into a machine, and blam! you get a bike!

Here I am walking along the waterfront in the rain.

And here's how the city looked on the day I had to leave! Meh. Rainy BCN is pretty amazing. The sun is completely extraneous.

I think I'll post one more batch of trip pictures: some randoms from BCN, and some of the few that I took in London. Since this was my third trip to London, I didn't take very many pictures.

Hope you all have good Mondays!

Barcelona Pictures Part 1: Sunny Barcelona

I have a lot of pictures from my trip, and they take awhile to load on here, so I'm going to post them in batches.

When Becca T and I arrived in Barcelona, it was pouring rain and I was hungry. We made it to our hotel, and ate seafood paella at the little restaurant downstairs. I have discovered that I really don't like prawns. They creep me out. Anyway, the rest of the dish was delicious.

We then went to see a Flamenco Opera at the Palau Musica de Catalana in the old part of town. I had forgotten to put the battery inside my camera, so I have no pictures of it. However, here are some pictures lifted from the internet so you can see.

Here's how the outside corner of the building looks:

Here's the inside of the building:

The performance was great... I was feeling pretty tired from my flight though, and had a hard time staying awake. But it was worth it.

Sunday was our only sunny day and we made the most of it but doing a thorough bus tour of the city. It worked out very well because we were able to get our bearings and do a lot without having to plan or think.

Here's the Arc de Triomf that was near our hotel. We walked through this structure countless times.

The amazing unfinished cathedral Sagrada Familia.

Views of the Olympic Port and the waterfront.

View of the city from the top of Montjuic.

Here's a bunch of shots of Park Guell. This park was designed by Antoni Gaudi and seems almost Seussical in many of its elements. Of course, it predates Dr. Seuss.

After our tour, we went to a friend of Becca's for dinner. We ate Spanish omelette, local meats and cheeses, and a traditional Catalan salad with tomatoes and tuna. It was delicious.

After dinner and chatting, our hostess suggested we take a walk by the Sagrada Familia at night. It was definitely worth seeing the cathedral again at night, especially from a spot where you could see its reflection in a pond.

Becca and I have decided that the Sagrada Familia is our favourite cathedral ever, and we plan to go back when (if) it's ever finished. I bought a postcard with how it is projected to look when it's done. I think it's kind of bad luck for the city to be printing these postcards, but we'll see. Our tour guide told us that a Japanese company offered to pay to finish the cathedral, and within 10 years, as long as they could place advertising on the cathedral. Thank goodness the city said no. Could you imagine?

Our tour guide was pretty funny. He kept making lame jokes. My favourite was when he referred to puddles in Park Guell as "modernist swimming pools". Everytime I saw puddles for the rest of the trip, and believe me, there were a lot of them, I cracked that joke too. Poor Becca T. However, my fondness of the joke became a joke in itself.

I had one transit snafu on Sunday. On our way home from Becca's friend's house, we took the subway. I have to say that Barcelona has a very nice transit system. Anyway, I bought a ticket and put it in the turnstile. It would not work. I tried again, and though, oh no, I have cancelled my ticket and it won't work. There was no employee at this part of the station, so I just bought another ticket. Same thing happened. Luckily, a group of dudes was walking by and saw my problem and gestured/told me in Catalan, that I was going through the wrong side of the turnstile. How was I to know? Oh yeah, the bright giant white arrow. Yeesh. I was tired, and so was Becca T, since she couldn't figure out the problem I was having either. Thankfully, I did not have to buy a third ticket.

Anyway, I post more pictures of rainy Barcelona soon!

PS I just realized that I missed my blog's sixth blogoversary yesterday! Happy belated blogoversary blog! We've been through good times and bad. I never thought we'd make it this long though.

And, today is David Suzuki's 75th birthday! Happy birthday to my favourite environmentalist/geneticist!