"My lips are so kissably... kissable!"

This is my post #199. I wonder what I will write for the big #200. I'm open to suggestions.
I wonder who still reads this blog. Comment if you do, I suppose.

I spent a lovely day hanging out with Lorien. Yes, it was in the same house as Mike being pissy at me (ugh! Everything I said he took a stupid way, and prickled... the two of us was so irritating!) and with Andrew and Mike's new XBOX 360 as well as Lorien's new mp3 player, which did make things slightly awkward. When your hostess is on her computer and the two other semi hosts are playing anincredibly gory, misogynistic, DUMB, game... there's not much to do. But watch said game until there's so much gore you think you might puke. Or rip your ex's heart out to prove he has one.

A couple of their family friends came over, these twin boys, 17, who were very nice. And cute. We played Rumoli, the classic Welsh/Boreham/Hornbeck favourite and I played Worms Armageddon with Phil. It's on a tiny PSP screen, I mean, I really needed to lean against Phil to see what was going on. It was necessary.

Note: It is very awkward to flirt when your pissy ex is in the room. And friends with the guy you're flirting with. Doesn't exactly condone itself to the swapping of co-ordinates. Thank goodness for mutual friends.

Bring me the finest muffins and bagels in all the land...

Hmm... I don't know what to say. I have no clue.

I worked in the wonderful world of retail today. I helped to sell The Coat, the 1000$ shearling coat that's been at the store all season. And I partook in the selling of it. I feel special. Also, Evey's curse of driving all potential customers away from the store was broken with a very busy day. I like working with Sarah. Since she isn't my boss (one person I work with) or practically my aunt whom I've known since I was born (the other person I work with) it's a more calm working relationship. I don't get super stressed out. And when I make mistakes like I press the wrong department for shoes under 30$ or I make the feed angry and it spits silly things at me or I forget a security tag in a HUGE bag of clothes, she just calmly helps me out and doesn't give me that "You are a freak" look. Because she is a freak like me. We re-did the windows with sweaters (Sarah: I can never tell what old people like...) and it looked pretty fab. I was excited.

Did I mention I have a cool mom? Cause I have a pretty cool mom. Sister too. I lost my wonderful Aldo receipt which was going to get me 15% off my next purchase, but more importantly, it was from the boots which I discovered were too small. And were very expensive. So she went to Aldo's and convinced them to exchange my boots. After searching our house for the receipt. And printing off my bank card statement. I think she had to hack into my account for that, but meh, I can live with it. Thanks mom!

She keeps saying she's going to start reading my blog, but hasn't yet... We'll see...

All I want for Christmas is you

And we finally have snow! A day late, but no matter.

I had a wonderful christmas. Despite convincing my sister to wake me up at 8am, my cat obviously didn't get the memo, and woke me up at 7:30. Thanks, Rosie. Merry Christmas to you too.

Santa was very good to me, and I spent the afternoon lying on the couch watching The Breakfast Club and Sex and the City among other things while my sister used her new Panini machine to make me sandwiches. My mom got a mud mask courtesy of me, a preview for our spa day we're going to have next week.

Around 3, everyone put on their new clothes and we headed out to dinner at Molly and Peter's condo. It was SO delicious. And I impressed their Ewan-MacGregor-esque son who is home from grad school with my half a glass of wine with dinner allowance. We are definitley meant to be together, despite the age difference... and his long-time girlfriend... But no matter.

I finished off my evening by watching "In Excelsis Deo", the West Wing espisode from my West Wing season 1. Perfect way to end the evening.

I hope Santa was good to all of you as well, and that you continue to have a Merry Christmas!

It's beginning to look a lot like late March...

The sky is blue, the grass is green and the sun is shining... and it's Christmas Eve!! What the heck? We canadians are having a hard time computing this whole "Christmas without snow" thing. I mean, it's now officially winter, and there is no snow anywhere. None. It's hard to be in a Christmas spirit when there's no snow.

In other news, I'm going to be editor of the Lisgarwrite next year, which is moderately exciting. I mean, it's exciting that I have been deemed qualified for the position, and that I'll be working with Mr Hodgson on it, but it also means I'm the one who has to chase after people to get them to write articles. I hope I have good grade nines next year. And good exec.

I'm desperately searching for a new blog to read, as the one I read, matildazine, went off the net (*tear*). I'm now trying out other ones. Let's see how it goes. If you have any suggestions, let me know. I just want a well, written blog by someone whose life is moderately interesting and has insightful things to say. Yeah, yeah pretty rare in blogdom these days, but I'm trying.

Merry Christmas everyone, I miss you all! Especially you guys south of the border. I wish I could see you, but alas, it is not to be. Write me a note when you have some time!

Twirl

Yes, it's true, Jimbo is in 6 aka 5 so for one night WE WERE technically IN THE FINALS.We pwn all.

EXPLANATION: This all has to do with an improv tournament with various teams from various high schools. A handful of temas compete each night and yeah.Lisgar is amazing at improv. Our Jimmy team always makes nationals (knock on wood) On Firday at lunch, we threw together this year's Jimbo, or B team and had a couple practices, and decided to try our luck at the Connor's Cup. Most of us have been Improv groupies, but never actually on stage. Only 2 of us had been on stage. The rest were just so pumped. And we pulled off a 448. Yeah.