i am completing this ‘loss of profits’ worksheet given to us by our insurance company to determine debts that would continue to be payable if the business was closed.

number 26 is my favourite:

“upkeep of motor vehicles and/or horses”

#&$#%&^%&^#$

it has been a while. my apologies, dear readers. as you can probably imagine i am going through quite a stressful time right now. moving is bad enough but we are currently having issues as to when we take possession… we have to be out of our apartment on the 30th and it seems no one informed us, but we discovered we do not get the keys until noon the next day. hopefully we can figure something out, hopefully the development company is flexible… &#$^$%$

the past week has been terrible enough… SO much to do, it is hard to believe. my cat seems to be stressed out too, i wonder if it ended up at the spca because it’s owners were moving?

anyway, either way, it will all be over in a few days. even though i don’t have the time, i think i am going to make it to yoga tonight anyway, as it’s my last class there and i think i need the relaxation.

i will be back soon!

it’s almost summer, although it really does not seem like it. i can’t wait until this:

reminiscences.

some of my best memories were in this vw camper, with these chipmunks.

i like how scared he looks.

i will be a good old person.

so i was having a pretty horrible day. then i called the office of the president of this company i have been having issues with for months, and whose local branch manager has been completely ignoring me. there is something that feels so good in someone listening to you and dealing with your issues after months of frustration! the woman i was dealing with says ‘oh yes, i am familiar with this name.’ hopefully this is the nail in the coffin of his career as postage meter branch manager. that would really improve my day.

i see a lot of time spent writing angry letters in my future….

dear cat:

where are you from? were people nice to you? why do you hate it when you’re picked up? do you love us more or less? is your life happier? do you even remember? i would give at least my left thumb to discover the answer to these questions.

damn overstock.com

i just spent about 45 minutes picking out a few perfect sheet sets. never have i purchased any sheets with a significant thread count. overstock.com has so many nice ones at amazing prices and of course, after putting too much thought into these decisions, you can’t order through the site from canada!

are there any canadian sites [or international that will ship to canada] that have discount prices on this kind of thing?

help! i need to sleep in peace!

ah newsradio.

Dave, there comes a time in every friendship when you have to say, ‘I never liked you, get lost.’ -Bill McNeal

and oh, hey, it’s almost 4.30! i love when that happens.

they all want to fuck the cos.

bill cosby to release hip-hop album!

damnit. why, why, WHY is he not rapping on it? that would be one of the greatest things ever.

i used to be obsessed with bill cosby, for some reason. i am pretty sure it began on a wicked lsd trip [also involving meat and tina turner.]

unfortunately i don’t have any pictures of the multiple bill cosby stick puppets i have made, so instead in tribute i will post my favourite picture of him which graced the walls of my high school bedroom for years.

night terrors.

as you all probably know, i am used to dealing with a nightmare from time to time. it is another matter entirely trying to recover from a night overflowing with one terrible dream after another, an unceasing parade of horror, fear, sadness. it’s like a wasted sleep. i think i will spend all day in an unfortunate mood.

on the other hand, my body feels amazing, aside from my lower back being slightly more tender than usual. apparently it is without fail that yoga makes my chronic sore neck and shoulder disappear. they feel incomparably relaxed. i wish i could pinpoint exactly what it is that makes them feel so good, and do that every day. in this case, by thursday or so i will be tense again and eagerly awaiting my next practice!

wow, i work at an awesome place.

sign on washroom: out off service

did i mention how mentally stimulated i am here?

fuck you, playoffs.

i want to say that coronation street is all the sweeter when you have to wait ALL week to get your sunday five-pack. i want to say that i have a lot of self-control and don’t just burn through them all in one day.

well, we have two left to last us until next sunday…. and knowing us we will watch them tonight.

damn you hockey! i have never hated you so much.

also: nothing is worse than having to spend the day in a mind-numbing young drivers classroom on the most beautiful and sunny day of the year so far! hopefully there are more of those to come soon.

also also: i just had my first ever meeting that i had called, to discuss some issues with an employee. it is weird being a “boss.” i have been so stressed out about having to do this, as i really want to be an ally to this person, the only other female in the work place. luckily she seems to take direction very well, and does not take it personally! thank goodness. it went so well, i think i will call meetings more often! ha.

nighties and intoxication and marie antoinette until dawn.

lindsay developed some film from last year… at the hyatt.

and i wasn’t there for this photo of nicola but i enjoy it!

all of these pictures are pretty great, check out the set.

mommy, i think i saw that girls bare arm!

Now the PTC is railing against reality competition America’s Next Top Model. The New York Post reports that the PTC has filed an indecency complaint with the FCC over the show’s March 26 episode, which featured a fully nude model posing for pictures in bed, Marilyn Monroe-style.

i mean, i hear where they are coming from. nothing makes me think of the current state of societal degradation than…. marilyn monroe?

Parents and families are fed up with such blatant and continued disregard for decency standards.

crazy idea: if your children are young enough to be permanently scarred by a nude silhouette, maybe you should be supervising them instead of plunking them down in front of the tv with a remote in their hand. fuck, put on baby einsteins or something if you really have better things to do with your time.

i realize i hardly offer an unbiased opinion on the subject. however, i really do not see the huge issue with nudity. you can see more indecency if you head down to the beach on a warm summer day. clearly nearly nude glistening bodies in the flesh will make our children sex-crazed murderous perverts even more than seeing a flesh coloured blur of pixels on a television screen.

run for your lives!!!

i am glad i live in canada, where there are less uptight over-protective censorship crazy assholes.

and that is why all our children turn into dangerously disturbed adults.

cuteness potential of firefox finally realized

leave it to those sweet, sweet japanese.

visit foxkeh’s blog for downloads!

making tree-hugging safer: one condom at a time

according to the brazilian government, they are the world’s largest consumer of condoms. in a bid to create local jobs, cut down on importation, and help protect the amazon, brazil has begun producing the world’s first condoms using rubber from trees in the tropical rainforest.  in case you just wanted to be that much closer to nature…

source: bbc news

invasion 1

i had another invid dream for some reason last night. i haven’t even watched robotech since around the last time i dreamed of them. i think they are just a general embodiment of a large, powerful, evil and mysterious force. once again, we were in the forest, which was dangerous territory. we had to get back within the city walls to attain relative safety. this time, it was the lovely choice between committing suicide before the invid came to invade, or getting vaporized by their imposed apocalypse. in grade 10 or so i had a dream about getting vaporized in the apocalypse. it was pretty unpleasant, an overwhelming sadness at the impending doom gripped me and once it arrived, well i think that is the closest i have come to feeling death. so as to avoid this unpleasant situation this time around, i was trying to advocate the suicide route. people were really dawdling around, not wanting to decide. finally i was like ‘well it’s too late now guys, good job. fire storm it is.’ around this point i became aware, not fully that it was a dream, but that i had power to control the destiny of the story. i thought ‘it’s far-fetched, but maybe i can just say that the invid became nice and decided to be friends instead of obliterating civilization.’ and it worked! then we had giant robotic friends. i never did fully trust them though, those shady mechanized alien units.

damn you jacob

i very much wish i lived in japan, and could take photos of wacky signs all i pleased.

though, i have a feeling it might be one of those places i have always fantasized about, but upon arrival would most likely hate. like new york city. would still be amazing to see though.

i watched this documentary recently, tokyo girls i think it was called. about white women who go to japan to be hostesses. how draining it would be, customer service, big style. i think i would be good at it [if i were taller and more attractive] but it would definitely kill me inside. apparently all the drinking you must do often goes hand in hand with methamphetamines. then i would be extra good at all the stupid conversation.

no subject!!

so yoga was…. wow. even though i am sure i was doing everything incorrectly, it was amazing to do something with my body again. it’s strange how years of lethargy can make you so disconnected from your body… it is neat when you’re reminded of that connection. i felt amazingly relaxed afterwards, even the next day. my muscles and my mind. i wish it was more often than once a week! also my bladder control must have improved through the years. and my mom always told me holding my pee would make me incontinent when i got older… that logic always seemed flawed to me. shouldn’t years of practice get me to the point of being the best pee-holder in the world?

i had disturbing dreams last night. i was in a forest with someone else, i am pretty sure it was keith. we were running away from nazis along with a bunch of other people. they caught all the other people. we were hiding in a box. i heard a nazi say “well, no more here, let’s burn this area down.” so we had to decide whether to burn to death or make a run for it, most likely falling victim to death-by-nazi. we ended up running and we got away! then i was suddenly in vancouver, hiding/running from my brother who wanted me to go shoe-shopping. i think the moral of the story is that my brother is a shopping nazi.

he’s gonna get you!!

cat ass to mouth

yoga today. i will let you know if i end up peeing myself or not.

i barely feel like i had a weekend. young drivers all day on saturday, out for lunch with former coworkers on sunday, and the rest of the weekend spent frantically trying to get our place ready for people to be shown through. i am going to be really boring here over the next month. very out of the ordinary, i know. although it really doesn’t seem to make much difference how much or how little effort i put into this site, how interesting or boring it gets, i still get no comments. i know you creepy stalkers are out there, watching, waiting…. or else i just get a huge amount of traffic from people looking up pornographic things on google and getting really bitter when they reach my blog.

time’s arrow.

a while ago someone i went to high school with in grades 8/9 sent me a message on my ‘honesty box’ on my facebook profile. i really like this application, you can leave anonymous messages for people. surprisingly none of them have been nasty yet. infact i got a few confessions of lust and admiration, but this is not the sole reason that i like the application.

anyway once i figured out who it was we ended up somehow sharing some of our items on our lists of things we want to do before we die. mine are mostly sadly debaucherous, or just plain dorky.

i have always wanted to go to the wax museum on mushrooms. i think it would be scary but amazing, considering how surreal the place is on it’s own.

mummies scare me a lot.

looks slightly unpleasant…

mangiest mange beasts ever.

even in wax form she’s kind of a slut

goldie hawn looks pretty hilarious here

i think this frightening image encapsulates the wax museum for me

no… i’m fairly certain that’s the eighth and lesser known dwarf, ‘creepy’

clearly he is stealing your soul.

yes, i would say the title of ‘cell of little ease’ is somewhat appropriate

quite possible the scariest alice in wonderland themed thing ever. i love the look on the caterpillars face. ‘meh’

you can tell she played the tin man in her earlier years in a stage production of wizard of oz, can’t you?

my marathon of hope.