"This bead is called 'Wally comes to dinner!'"

here is the proof that I have no life: I just spent an hour making an spreadsheet and figuring out how to put formulas in it. Pathetic, I know. But I *did* do something today. After staying up too late , I woke up at 8:30 and got out of bed for some reason not known to me. I then took my sister to the Sassy Bead Co, where we made a bracelet and necklace respectively. I made a necklace. I also found out that my friend Annie is now working there, which was kinda crazy to find out. She tied the adjustable knots for my necklace:


Pretty, eh? I like it.
It was surprisingly fun. We also went and got candy at Sugar Mountain (my sister is a cany addict) then bused home. I've been lazy since.

In other news, I'm going to a folk concert with Davis and her mom (Davis's mom is forcing her to go, I'm going to keep her company). It should be fun(ish), considering the somewhat relaxed definition of "folk" in the capital this year. The "Folk" festival had mostly not-stritly-speaking-folk acts. So who knows what this'll be.

Eves: hey, read any of Nate's story?
Davis: Not yet, computer decided to snort some cocaine.

Dancing with Katrina

I have been glued to CNN, watching the Hurricane Katrina coverage for the past couple days. Yes, I am obsessed with the weather (but you should be to! 2 seconds ago CNN said that Indiana might get tornados from the remanent of Katrina. See? It is good to watch.) I fully intend to stand outside and watch the storm when it comes through Ottawa at the end of the week.

Anyway, check otu this site: The Eye of the Storm. Some crazy guys holed up in a newsroom on the gulf coast, riding out Katrina. I found it when it got plugged on CNN Go read it. These guys are hilarious.

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ewings73: says you.

OMG! I know you!

I am currently sitting with my foot up, listening to any rock music I can find on my iTunes and smiling my head off.

I had a great day. My mom and sis went to a cottage thing, but I opted out and stayed home. Good thing I did, because it soon became apparent that I couldn't walk. I hit my foot a couple days ago, and yesterday there was a dark purple spot on my foot, and today it has turned into a blood blister that feels like I have a raisin under my skin. It's painful.So I sat at home all day, played with the colours on my LJ (as you can see) and watched Hurricane Katrina coverage on CNN. (yeah, I'm obsessive about weather. But I learned good stuff! Like, they moved the dolphins from Seaworld into a pool in a hotel that they filled with salt water, so the dolphins would survive. Cool, eh?)

After my mom got home, she announced that we were going to go listen to the Stone concert from the bridge. The Rolling Stones were kicking off their tour here in Ottawa, and so the concert was in a stadium right near my house. Also right near the Canal, so we stood on teh bridge over the canal and listened and watched the jumbo-tron. It was great. I saw my friend Ariana from grade school (we were in the same class for like, 8 years) and we chatted. She had her friend with her who, coincidentally, I also knew, and her exchange student from France. Ariana goes to France for 3 months in Feb. She's soo lucky.

Anyway, the sound was great and I saw tons of people I knew and had a great time talking with Ariana. It was great! Also, the stage MOVES! The stage in the show moves across the crowd so that it ends up at the other end of the field they were playing on! It was SO COOL. And it premiered right here folks. That's right, you saw it here first! *uses Tick Tock McLauchaln voice*

So I have my foot up in the air trying to take some pressure off it, and I'm going to the doctor tomorrow (my mom thinks I need a tetanus shot or something) so hopefully it will be gone soon and I can quit wearing multiple pairs of socks on one foot to cushion it.

Unfortunately: 9 days til school.

LuckEdc: you can't have babies with my... er... fake magazine spouse!
ewings73: says you.

"Where have you been all my life??" ~ Alex Metz

There was a BBQ for all Studet Council members this morning at 11. I'm a member this year (only a convenor though, which is like a helper type person). I was one of only a couple convenors who showed up (I'm one of only a couple convenors who knows people on teh exec. It's useful to know them, and it's kinda cool to be like "yeah, I hang out with the seniors"). It was nice to see all my friends in upper grades, and talk to them. It was not so nice to have Sarah attached to my hip. *eye roll*
During the BBQ the Studco (Student Council) Exec (Executives) were using fabric paint to decorate their jump suits. Yes, jump suits. Also known as cover-alls. It's Studco Exec tradition. Because Enoch is one of the Co-presidents (Alex Metz is the other) there were a lot of jokes about putting really dirty stuff on the jump suits (Enoch has an incredibly dirty mind. It's jsut the way he is. He *was* after all, in the Planned Parenthood drama group "Insight Theater"). In the end it wasn't that bad. Gabe and Alastair, who are Director and Co-Director of Assemblies, put 'ASS' on their jump suit bums and 'EMBLIES' in smaller letters underneath. I bet the teachers are gonna LOVE that...
So anyway, they wanted more paint, so Alex Metz (the aforementioned co-prez), Yana (director of Night Events -- she put "We can go all night" on her jump suit, and managed to misspell "night" on her first try :P) and I went to get some more. We were in the Glebe (a section of town) so we decided to try Wallacks for paint first. To make a long story short, we ended up walking all the way to Staples and back, having a great time the whole way. I got made fun of for my Star Wars love (lol) and got promised a skit in an assembly, involving my plastic light saber and Alastair dressed up as a Jedi (btw, Alastair looks strikingly like Nathan to me, and now Alex and I have this joke about how Alastair is actually one of Nate's multiple personalities. ) Also, I discovered Alex shares my crazy love for school supplies. *sigh* I love them! (that's where my title came from. Yana just rolled her eyes at us :P). I had so much fun going to the store and back, but by the time we got back, they were pretty much done the jumpsuits already. And we missed the food.
After we got back, everyone started leaving, but I hung out with everyone for a while and then left myself and took the city bus home.
Since I was in the spirit of things, I started my grade nine calling list when I got home. I left a message for Jesse, and talked to Jamie and Tessa. Tessa seems awesome, I can't wait to meet her. These kids are the ones I'll be shepherding around on the first day, I believe, as well as a few others, so I'll have at least Tessa who'll be fun to talk to.
All in all: VERY excited about school, although sad that summer is over. After the BBQ today though, I'm ready for the new school year. I think.

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How to Survive a Hurricane (of you live in Florida instead of Nebraska for some absurd reason)

Subject: Hurricane Guidelines - (It' a joke!)
Courtesy: Wellington Metals
We're about to enter the peak of the hurricane season. Any day now, you're going to turn on the TV and see a weather person pointing to some radar blob out in the Atlantic Ocean and making two basic meteorological points:

(1) There is no need to panic.
(2) We could all be killed.

Yes, hurricane season is an exciting time to be in Florida. If you're new to the area, you're probably wondering what you need to do to prepare for the> possibility that we'll get hit by "the big one."

Based on our experiences, we recommend that you> follow this simple three-step hurricane preparedness plan:

STEP 1. Buy enough food and bottled water to last your family for at least three days
STEP 2. Put these supplies into your car.
STEP 3. Drive to Nebraska and remain there until Halloween people will not follow this sensible plan. Most people will foolishly stay here in Florida. We'll start with one of the most important hurricane preparedness items:

HOMEOWNERS' INSURANCE:
If you own a home, you must have hurricane insurance. Fortunately, this insurance is cheap and easy to get, as long as your home meets two basic requirements:
(1) It is reasonably well-built, and
(2) It is located in Nebraska.

Unfortunately, if your home is located in Florida, or any other area that might actually be hit by a hurricane, most insurance companies would prefer not to sell you hurricane insurance, because then they might be required to pay YOU money, and that is certainly not why they got into the insurance business in the first place. So you'll have to scrounge around for aninsurance company, which will charge you an annual premium roughly equal to the replacement value of your house. At any moment, this company can drop you like used dental floss.

Since Hurricane George, I have had an estimated 27 different home-insurance companies. This week, I'm covered by the Bob and Big Stan Insurance Company, under a policy which states that, in addition to my premium, Bob and Big Stan are entitled, on demand, to my kidneys.

Your house should have hurricane shutters on all>the windows, all the doors, and -- if it's a major hurricane -- all the toilets.

There are several types of shutters, with advantages and disadvantages:

Plywood shutters: The advantage is that, because you make them yourself, they're cheap. The disadvantage is that, because you make them yourself, they will fall off.

Sheet-metal shutters: The advantage is that these work well, once you get them all up. The disadvantage is that once you get them all up, your hands will be useless, bleeding stumps and it will be December.

Roll-down shutters: The advantages are that they're very easy to use, and will definitely protect your house. The disadvantage is that you will have to sell your house to pay for them.

Hurricane-proof windows: These are the newest wrinkle in hurricane protection: They look like ordinary windows, but they can withstand hurricane winds! You can be sure of this, because the salesman says so. He lives in Nebraska.

Hurricane Proofing Your Property:
As the hurricane approaches, check your yard for movable objects like barbecue grills, planters, patio furniture, visiting relatives, etc.. You should, as a precaution, throw these items into your swimming pool (if you don't have a swimming pool, you should have one built immediately). Otherwise, the hurricane winds will turn these objects into deadly missiles.

EVACUATION ROUTE:
If you live in a low-lying area, you should have an evacuation route planned out. (To determine whether you live in a low-lying area, look at your driver's license; if it says "Florida," you live in a low-lying area).

The purpose of having an evacuation route is to> avoid being trapped in your home when a major storm> traffic jam several miles from your home, along with> two hundred thousand other evacuees. So, as a> bonus, you will not be lonely.

HURRICANE SUPPLIES:
If you don't evacuate, you will need a mess of> supplies. Do not buy them now!> > Florida tradition requires that you wait until the> last possible minute, then go to the supermarket and get into vicious fights with strangers over who gets> the last can of SPAM.

In addition to food and water, you will need the> following supplies:
- 23 flashlights
-At least $167 worth of batteries that turn out, when the power goes off, to be the wrong size for the flashlights.
-Bleach. (No, I don't know what the bleach is for. NOBODY knows what the bleach is for, but it's traditional, so GET some!)
-A 55-gallon drum of underarm deodorant.
-A big knife that you can strap to your leg. (This will be useless in a hurricane, but it looks cool.)
-A large quantity of raw chicken, to placate the alligators. (Ask anybody who went through Camille; after the hurricane, there WILL be irate alligators.)
- $35,000 in cash or diamonds so that, after the hurricane passes, you can buy a generator from a man with no discernible teeth.

Of course these are just basic precautions. As the hurricane draws near, it is vitally important that you keep abreast of the situation by turning on your television and watching TV reporters in rain slickers stand right next to the ocean and tell you how important it is that everybody to stay away from the ocean.

Good luck, and remember: It's great living in Paradise.
Wellington Metals, Inc.


LehrerBoggs: I'm glad that I'm a quasi-successful anti-depressant. I can just see the ad campaign now: "Works in all of the continental United States as well as Canada!"

US Weekly: Padmé Naberrie Edition.

Ha! Now this is funny. I love it. (Thank you ihartharth for this lovely image.)

Oh, dramatize.












LehrerBoggs: I'm glad that I'm a quasi-successful anti-depressant. I can just see the ad campaign now: "Works in all of the continental United States as well as Canada!"

"Sry, my comp logged me in while I was actually in another province" "Well, it was only trying to help."

Well, today was a day well spent.

I was woken up at 10 (too early for me currently) and then got in my car to spend a day at my mom's friend's house in Quebec! It's right on the river, and it's more like a cottage location than a house, but it is their house. I spent all day sitting by the river, reading and listening to music. Well, with a brief interlude wherein Ellie and I went kayaking (well, I kayaked, she rode in front of me) in the kayak, which we quickly discovered is infested by spiders. BIG spiders.
In other news, I get to go to a VIP changing of the guard ceremony on Parliament Hill. Well, VIP in that I get to go hang out in the VIP tent and eat free food (I love Ellie's godfather, always getting us in to stuff). Also tomorrow: free preview of the EX (read: fair that takes place in Ottawa and is cool but not that big), which will be found. That is the work of Ellie's godmother. Dang, that girl has connections.
Also tomorrow, however, I have to Babysit. I hate babysitting. I'm not around kids that much, and I'm always freaking out that something will go wrong, or the kid will get hurt, or something. I hate being in charge.
The next little while is going to be busy. I'm going to a cottage-type thing (it's part of this... resort I guess you could call it... I'm not entirely sure) for saturday and part of Sunday, then I'm going to the Huntleigh pool party/BBQ.
Monday-Wednesday I'm at modeling day camp (w00t! I'm going to be beautiful, dahlings) with Avery, hopefully.
Wednesday night-Friday night I'm going on a roadtrip of sorts with Louise. Her mom has business in Guelph and Lake Simcoe, so Louise and I will go along and spend Thursday in Wonderland (W00t!) [it's an amusement park, btw. lots of fun, I've been twice, but wimped out both times and went on no good rides]. We spend Friday doing who knows what at Lake Simcoe and get home that night. Should be so fun!

LehrerBoggs: I'm glad that I'm a quasi-successful anti-depressant. I can just see the ad campaign now: "Works in all of the continental United States as well as Canada!"

TGCDS II

Okay, so this is a dream from last night, and only the second half of it (I don't remember the first half). The details are a little sketchy, but it's funny, so I'm posting it.
So I'm in a truck/van thing (we called it a truck in the dream) with Nathan, Jonah, my mom and Ellie driving. Oh, and it was a flying van. So we fly to this mall, out in the middle of a forest and farmland area, and are looking for a parking spot labeled "truck" (all the parking spaces were labeled). Once we parked, we went inside the mall, and saw a movie (don't know which), and then went up to the top floor, where Sarah (who was now with us) said she wanted to see "an awesome new game". Once we got off the elevator on the top floor, the elevator dors opened, and we had to step on this suspended steps down that hung in mid air. There was no floor, so if you fell, you fell all the way down to the bottom floor of the mall. I freaked out and started having a panic attack, and Nathan and Jonah were like "This is kinda stupid, Sarah." So Sarah said we should just leave.
After leaving the top floor, we went to this ride (my mom, my sister and I... Sarah was gone and the twins had disappeared somewhere else in the mall). It was a wierd ride where you went on it in little cars and floated in a big circle. Along this circle were various stages and the idea was that as you floated through you would see a musical. Even thought you'd go around and around and wouldn't stay in front of one stage very long, then come back to it on your loops, somehow this would work. But then I recognized some guy who was apparently in whatever musical the Comstocks were doing that year, and he stopped his part in the musical ride (lol, pun for any Ottawans) and started singing a song, from the musical the Comtocks were, in with me.

It was a wierd dream. Oh, and later in the dream, Marten showed up with the Comtocks and we all went home in the flying truck.

Amarismoon14: How many times do I have to tell you, Evan, guys CANNOT get pregnant.

The Great Canadian Dream Sequence

I've had a couple wierd dreams lately, so I decided to post them.

Dream #1: Jonah and I are running around some pretty normal neighbourhood, killing people. With our lightsabers. Real ones, since he is Darth Vader and I'm Luke Skywalker and we're in cahoots. Even though we were apparently these people, we didn't look any different. It was wierd, running around, away from the police, with Jonah. Oh, also, there were characters from Radio Free Roscoe (Family Channel Show) doing acrobatics.

Dream #2: I was at some wierd private school! It was also a boarding school, but for some reason, only the non-freshmen students could board. I had some friends there, and some were returning students, whereas I was new. There was some deal about uniforms, and I'd have to order one, But I wouldn't get it for a couple months. After school, (which I didn't recognize ever really happenning) all my friends, their parents and I drove through the town where the school was (it was this tiny place) and then we hung around at the beach. In the rain.

Dream #3: Definintley the wierdest, and I had it last night. I was hanging at some log cabin thing with some friends (people I had never seen) and then two of them were like, "Who wants to go outside and swim?" I realize now there was snow outside, but that was not a factor in my decision to go swimming. I was the only one who wanted to go, so the two others and I went outside.
When we got outside, the pool looked tiny, but I got in and looked unerwater, the pool was really long . When I re-surfaced, I realized the two people were none other than Darth Sidious and evil Anakin (or maybe it was Darth Maul, I'm not sure. Some apprentice to Sidious), yet they did not look like these two. So then Sidious says "We're going to finish you off, something we should've done in the movie." and they started advancing on me and I swam down the pool (which was suddenly way longer, and I openned a door and yelled "Help! Sidious and Maul/Vader [can't remember which] are trying to kill me!" Then Marten showed up and started attacking Sidious and his apprentice, with a ligthsaber. It was very cool. I don't know how it worked out because at that moment, a rude salesrep from Sears called (at noon) and woke me up. *scoff* :P I do, however, remember that my explanation for why I was attacked had something to do with me playing Orlando Bloom's character in the movie, and I got an image of Legolas. Very wierd, I know.

Amarismoon14: How many times do I have to tell you, Evan, guys CANNOT get pregnant.

Hmm...

Your Hidden Talent

Your natural talent is interpersonal relations and dealing with people. You communicate well and are able to bring disparate groups together. Your calming presence helps everything go more smoothly. People crave your praise and complements.

What's Your Hidden Talent?

I spent again lots of time online today. Evan was at Sarah's house, and we all chatted on AIM. Some fun times. Check out Sarah's site for funny moments.

"Um, should the engine be making that noise?"

So, I am home!
I would have posted earlier, but I have been at Avery's house almost full time since I got home.
Gettysburg was awesome. We had a guide in our car (thanks for the suggestion Comstocks). It was sad to be away from Indy though. I cried a good portion of the way to Gettysburg. My mom kept trying to hold my hand or whatever, but it was exactly the wrong thing. I just wanted to scream "You aren't helping! At all! You just drove me away from the place where I was so incredibly happy. Leave me alone." So Gettysburg was somewhat tainted with some moping. I did feel happy carrying my lightsaber around in my purse though. (I showed it to Ave and Mackenzie, and they spent half an hour opening it and closing it again.)
We then had our time in Massachusetts, which was fun (Shout out to Ned if you're reading this! Blogger is jsut as good as LJ!). I got a nice tan at teh beach. Spent way too much time playing Lego Star Wars :P (so fun!). But I felt like "I don't belong here." and I was very ready to leave.
But then I thought about going home, and imagining myself at home, and it seemed to foreign. I realized the only place I wanted to go was Indy. That was very sad, knowing the only place I wanted to go I wouldn't see for a year.
On the way home, we broke dow briefly in Vermont. Our car engine quit and the engine light came on. When the tow truck guy (Mike, pronounced Mike-ah) got there, we eventually noticed that a) the car would start again and b) we were completely out of oil. And we'd had our car serviced befoer we left Canada, and shouldn't be out of oil. Stupid Dow Honda people messed up. We put in the oil and the car was fine and got us home to Canada, which was good.
When I got home it was very sad. Being home was like "Wow. That's it. I'm home. For good." Well, yes and now. I was home, but spent most of my time at Avery's house. We had a girly spa day (Mackenzie gave me a french manicure) I slept over last night. We went to sleep at 5:30am. We were just not tired at all until then. we ate Honey Nut Cheerios on her porch at 4 am. It was fun. We slept in til 1 o'clock.
It's funny how little things can make you remember things and make you sad. My life is littered with little things that make me think of my visit with the Comstocks, and I hate it.
Hmm... I just wrote I hate it, and I didn't really know that until now. Funny what happens when you're tired and just write. I guess I hate it. I hate that I had to leave. I hate that we didn't have more time in Indy. I hate that I miss you guys so much. I hate... ah well. I suppose I really don't need to go on about all my angsty issues about all my friend south of the border just now. Suffice it to say, the current arrangement sucks.