I like Rob Thomas - I have decided. He looks like a typical white boy but I think he has a good voice.
I have downloaded his songs into my ipod.
Saturday, September 30, 2006
Friday, September 29, 2006
Irish-Persian Connection! (A long one)
So I was getting my regular massage done and my massage therapist asks me where I get my eyebrows done?
Now this is significant cause if you are a brown girl reading this or know a brown girl - you just about know how difficult it is to find a good threading lady - that sculpts your eyebrows into your desired shape. Yes, I am talking about that ancient Indian art of using nothing but a thread to perfect your brows! And yes, these threading ladies are difficult to find. Ask my friend Violet who recently moved to UK and as far as I know has yet to find that lady. She there somewhere...in Sheffield with her thread ready in hand waiting for my friend to find her. Hang in there, dear friend!
Anyways, I tell my massage therapist, lets call her - Rhea (my fav name) - that I usually see the crazy persian lady. Yes, she is crazy but not crazy in koo-koo crazy - but crazy because of the following reasons:
a) I have been seeing her for about 2 years now and every single time - I have called her - she has asked me in a middle-eastern accent - "Could you come now?". The emphasis is on the 'now'. As in now - damn it - not 10 minutes from now but now. You might as well call her from outside her salon - cause she expects you there within 5 minutes of the call!
b) here is where the irish-persian connection comes in from the title of the thread. Her salon is called Delany's Family Hair Kare. This is the most funny part to me. Why is this woman, clearly the owner, named her salon after an Irish last name? And that too decided to spell 'care' with a 'K'. So everytime I call she or her husband answer again in a middle-eastern accent - 'Delany's'. It always takes me a few seconds to realize what I am doing.
c) Her husband: a very nice retired man hangs out at the salon all day. What does he do? He watchs TV all day. Yes, all day. They have a TV - that is always playing some arabic serial - and he watches it all day long. He wont talk to you, wont bother you - he is guy sitting in the corner watching TV.
d) Her son: works for Bell, a telecommunications company at a nearby mall. I did not know this guy trying to get me to buy a cell phone I did not need was her son, until crazy persian lady walks in while I was in the midst of haggling with this dude. I was asking this dude (I dont know his name) why he was trying to 'sell me this cellphone when I clearly said that I dont need....' In walks the crazy persian lady with lunch in her hand. The dude looks up over my shoulder and I turn around. I see her and give her a smile. She asks me 'How are yooooou?' (for some reason its always 'yooooou', maybe its the accent or maybe she just pities the girl who doesnt have her parents in the same continent!). She then admonishes her son for forgetting to pick up the lunch - all in arabic. No, I dont speak arabic but I know when a kid is being yelled by his mom for not taking his/her lunch, just from experiance! She then walks away.
e) Saturaday's Delany's: it is next to impossible to get an appointment to see my crazy persian lady as she is slammed on Saturdays. She is maybe in her 50s. She is not ancient and one could describe her as a good looking mature woman. I did manage to wiggle in one Saturday and found out why she is soooooo busy. Being a good looking ethnic woman who gives, what I can only guess - decent haircuts for $10, she has a lot of older men coming in to get their haircut. Now this in itself may not strike you as funny or odd. But a lot of these men come in and very sweetly flirt with her. I find this very endearing and also somewhat funny as she and her husband (who sitting just a few feet away watching TV) are completely oblivious to all this. My CP lady always acts very professional and will cut the hair and send them their way.
Actually having written this - I dont think that the persian lady that is crazy, its just my Anthropologic side that observes these things and sees the crazy side. I do like my esthetician a lot. She hugged me when she found that my family is way back home and I havent actually seen them for 4 years. It was a very obvious motherly hug - that as you can guess I dont get all too often. She has found a place in my heart through that hug - it really reminded me of my mom. I miss you a lot mom!
Now this is significant cause if you are a brown girl reading this or know a brown girl - you just about know how difficult it is to find a good threading lady - that sculpts your eyebrows into your desired shape. Yes, I am talking about that ancient Indian art of using nothing but a thread to perfect your brows! And yes, these threading ladies are difficult to find. Ask my friend Violet who recently moved to UK and as far as I know has yet to find that lady. She there somewhere...in Sheffield with her thread ready in hand waiting for my friend to find her. Hang in there, dear friend!
Anyways, I tell my massage therapist, lets call her - Rhea (my fav name) - that I usually see the crazy persian lady. Yes, she is crazy but not crazy in koo-koo crazy - but crazy because of the following reasons:
a) I have been seeing her for about 2 years now and every single time - I have called her - she has asked me in a middle-eastern accent - "Could you come now?". The emphasis is on the 'now'. As in now - damn it - not 10 minutes from now but now. You might as well call her from outside her salon - cause she expects you there within 5 minutes of the call!
b) here is where the irish-persian connection comes in from the title of the thread. Her salon is called Delany's Family Hair Kare. This is the most funny part to me. Why is this woman, clearly the owner, named her salon after an Irish last name? And that too decided to spell 'care' with a 'K'. So everytime I call she or her husband answer again in a middle-eastern accent - 'Delany's'. It always takes me a few seconds to realize what I am doing.
c) Her husband: a very nice retired man hangs out at the salon all day. What does he do? He watchs TV all day. Yes, all day. They have a TV - that is always playing some arabic serial - and he watches it all day long. He wont talk to you, wont bother you - he is guy sitting in the corner watching TV.
d) Her son: works for Bell, a telecommunications company at a nearby mall. I did not know this guy trying to get me to buy a cell phone I did not need was her son, until crazy persian lady walks in while I was in the midst of haggling with this dude. I was asking this dude (I dont know his name) why he was trying to 'sell me this cellphone when I clearly said that I dont need....' In walks the crazy persian lady with lunch in her hand. The dude looks up over my shoulder and I turn around. I see her and give her a smile. She asks me 'How are yooooou?' (for some reason its always 'yooooou', maybe its the accent or maybe she just pities the girl who doesnt have her parents in the same continent!). She then admonishes her son for forgetting to pick up the lunch - all in arabic. No, I dont speak arabic but I know when a kid is being yelled by his mom for not taking his/her lunch, just from experiance! She then walks away.
e) Saturaday's Delany's: it is next to impossible to get an appointment to see my crazy persian lady as she is slammed on Saturdays. She is maybe in her 50s. She is not ancient and one could describe her as a good looking mature woman. I did manage to wiggle in one Saturday and found out why she is soooooo busy. Being a good looking ethnic woman who gives, what I can only guess - decent haircuts for $10, she has a lot of older men coming in to get their haircut. Now this in itself may not strike you as funny or odd. But a lot of these men come in and very sweetly flirt with her. I find this very endearing and also somewhat funny as she and her husband (who sitting just a few feet away watching TV) are completely oblivious to all this. My CP lady always acts very professional and will cut the hair and send them their way.
Actually having written this - I dont think that the persian lady that is crazy, its just my Anthropologic side that observes these things and sees the crazy side. I do like my esthetician a lot. She hugged me when she found that my family is way back home and I havent actually seen them for 4 years. It was a very obvious motherly hug - that as you can guess I dont get all too often. She has found a place in my heart through that hug - it really reminded me of my mom. I miss you a lot mom!
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Lunch and chocolate croissants!
I just came back from lunch - I had one of those yummy baguettes and a chocolate croissants from Cafe Crape. Now, if you ever visit Vancouver, you have to try Cafe Crape. They have awesome crapes and sandwiches. There is like 3 of them downtown!
On Chocolate Croissants - whoever thought of putting chocolate in bread and baking it - is the most brillant person on this planet. I had not known they existed until about 3 years ago. I was working for Bard on Beach, our very own Shakespeare festival and went out to lunch. There is an awesome bakery on Cypress and 1st-ish whose name I forget. Any ways its one of those cafe/bakery places that makes everything on the premises and only makes a certain amount. I walk in and look for some sort of a neat sandwich, which btw was also divine - a pesto, veg sandwich - that had pesto, fresh mozza, veggies and was grilled right in front of you. Heavenly! It reminded me of veg sandwiches you get in near Mithibai, back home (but that is another thread).
And as dessert I order the last chocolate croissant! I have to say my life has never been the same again.
That delicious croissant absolutely changed my life forever!
From that day on - I have tried several different chocolate croissants and most of them have made me happy!
What I hate about 'chocolate croissant' is that some places dont bother to put the extra chocolate inside the croissant and simply put some on top. So you buy it thinking - ooooh chocolate croissant with a delicious extra bit of chocolate inside and bit it - all happy, with your eyes shut in sheer anticipation of biting into that cushy bit of chocolate and find - whhhat? No chocolate inside? Maybe next bite? The next one after that?
What nooooooooooo!
Breaks my heart!
I mean why call it chocolate croissant at all then? Its just croissant with chocolate dribbled on top - cause you probably wanted to charge me extra for the 3 lines of chocolate you put on top and that too as an after thought!
Humph!
On Chocolate Croissants - whoever thought of putting chocolate in bread and baking it - is the most brillant person on this planet. I had not known they existed until about 3 years ago. I was working for Bard on Beach, our very own Shakespeare festival and went out to lunch. There is an awesome bakery on Cypress and 1st-ish whose name I forget. Any ways its one of those cafe/bakery places that makes everything on the premises and only makes a certain amount. I walk in and look for some sort of a neat sandwich, which btw was also divine - a pesto, veg sandwich - that had pesto, fresh mozza, veggies and was grilled right in front of you. Heavenly! It reminded me of veg sandwiches you get in near Mithibai, back home (but that is another thread).
And as dessert I order the last chocolate croissant! I have to say my life has never been the same again.
That delicious croissant absolutely changed my life forever!
From that day on - I have tried several different chocolate croissants and most of them have made me happy!
What I hate about 'chocolate croissant' is that some places dont bother to put the extra chocolate inside the croissant and simply put some on top. So you buy it thinking - ooooh chocolate croissant with a delicious extra bit of chocolate inside and bit it - all happy, with your eyes shut in sheer anticipation of biting into that cushy bit of chocolate and find - whhhat? No chocolate inside? Maybe next bite? The next one after that?
What nooooooooooo!
Breaks my heart!
I mean why call it chocolate croissant at all then? Its just croissant with chocolate dribbled on top - cause you probably wanted to charge me extra for the 3 lines of chocolate you put on top and that too as an after thought!
Humph!
Apple-Nectarine Crumble
I made apple-nectarine crumble last night after a less-than-stellar dinner. I think I out way too much butter....
it was delicious!
it was delicious!
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Planning
I am the kind of person who likes to plan in advance. Not over-plan anything but plan it well so nothing goes wrong. I feel you can never start too early but you can start too late!
My work is one such place. There has been something going on at work and honestly I dont know what. The ED is on leave and the staff are wondering who is the head. We are often wondering who to email stuff to and who not to.
Now there is an event in October that we usually offer. This event, being an event, needs planning. This has not been done. For the past month, we have been asking if this event is infact going to occur and if it is - we need to start planning right away. Today I get the news that we are in-fact going ahead with this event and we are starting to plan for something that is 3 weeks away. I can tell we need more time.
But nooooooooooo, that would make everyone's life easy and they cant do that can they?
So guess who gets chosen to run with this project? Yours truly!
As much as I like a challenge and this one will be a good one - I really think it will be smart for the org to drop this one out. Too many things are bound to go wrong and everything will come down to my head!
Damned to need to buy good clothes and eat good food!!!!
My work is one such place. There has been something going on at work and honestly I dont know what. The ED is on leave and the staff are wondering who is the head. We are often wondering who to email stuff to and who not to.
Now there is an event in October that we usually offer. This event, being an event, needs planning. This has not been done. For the past month, we have been asking if this event is infact going to occur and if it is - we need to start planning right away. Today I get the news that we are in-fact going ahead with this event and we are starting to plan for something that is 3 weeks away. I can tell we need more time.
But nooooooooooo, that would make everyone's life easy and they cant do that can they?
So guess who gets chosen to run with this project? Yours truly!
As much as I like a challenge and this one will be a good one - I really think it will be smart for the org to drop this one out. Too many things are bound to go wrong and everything will come down to my head!
Damned to need to buy good clothes and eat good food!!!!
Monday, September 25, 2006
Chocolat
The absolute weakness of every woman!
I have a box of chocolates sitting on my desk - I am afraid to touch it in case I open it and finish all of them (I already had one for breakfast!).
Gail, my co-worker, was recently in LA and decided to bring us some fine Godiva chocolates. However, she is on a diet and so is my other co-worker and that leaves me! I have the box all to myself. Which is all too fine with me.
More time on the treadmill today!
I have a box of chocolates sitting on my desk - I am afraid to touch it in case I open it and finish all of them (I already had one for breakfast!).
Gail, my co-worker, was recently in LA and decided to bring us some fine Godiva chocolates. However, she is on a diet and so is my other co-worker and that leaves me! I have the box all to myself. Which is all too fine with me.
More time on the treadmill today!
Cheesy
I have a very cheesy song in my head. The worst part is I dont know the lyrics so its only music that loops and goes on and on.....
I remembered the other day - in my list of favourite accents - I forgot the Irish accent (like Daniel Day Lewis in 'In the Name of the Father'. Although honestly I dont know if it was the accent of if it was DDL). That is one cool accent it would third on my list shared with the Eastern European accent.
On a side note - I ate crab the other day - it was good. I think it is easier for me to eat seafood than meat. I will actively try to eat more seafood and from my experiance the more expensive the better....case in point lobster and scallops!
I remembered the other day - in my list of favourite accents - I forgot the Irish accent (like Daniel Day Lewis in 'In the Name of the Father'. Although honestly I dont know if it was the accent of if it was DDL). That is one cool accent it would third on my list shared with the Eastern European accent.
On a side note - I ate crab the other day - it was good. I think it is easier for me to eat seafood than meat. I will actively try to eat more seafood and from my experiance the more expensive the better....case in point lobster and scallops!
Sunday, September 24, 2006
The British
I love all things British! I don't know if it has anything to do with me being from India or just my general fascination...But I love the British. My best friend is now in UK - I envy here for being around all those ppl with sexy British accents. Damn - North American accent really doesn't do it for me!
Australian accent - now that is another story! Oh my god - in my university in the the Geography dept - there were so many hunky and geeky Australians - and every time they would talk - I would be like - 'uh ha, go on, I am listening'. They do by far have the sexist accents. Here is my list of top three sexist accents -
1) Australians
2)British
3) Eastern European
Anyways, apart from accents I do love all things British - in a wierd way. They way they talk about their politicians, the way BBC reports about world problems, the articles are always so grammatically correct, they fascination with curry - all very peculiar but cool things.
Australian accent - now that is another story! Oh my god - in my university in the the Geography dept - there were so many hunky and geeky Australians - and every time they would talk - I would be like - 'uh ha, go on, I am listening'. They do by far have the sexist accents. Here is my list of top three sexist accents -
1) Australians
2)British
3) Eastern European
Anyways, apart from accents I do love all things British - in a wierd way. They way they talk about their politicians, the way BBC reports about world problems, the articles are always so grammatically correct, they fascination with curry - all very peculiar but cool things.
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Too many stories - I dont feel like writing....
Maybe a small one.
So I have family in St. Louis, Missouri. St. Lunatics in the house! (I really doubt S and K would get that referance)
Anyways, called them today as it is part of my not being negative and trying to keep in touch with ppl that normally bug me.
Anyways - they were talking about taking a trip here and I was like nooooooooooooo
This has nothing to do with me being negative - its b/c they want to come here in the last week of November. My wedding anniversary is on Nov 25th and I would for a change like to go away somewhere. I havent done so in the past 7 years. But other than that - I would love for them to be here as it also my graduation that Thursday and it would be nice to have family around.
Of course, that brings me to my sil's question upon hearing about my grad ceremony - "Are your parents coming?" Now why in the whole wide world would she say that? She knows they are not coming - they are in India for christssake! They cannot come here - Bitch!
Anyways - thats my drivel (Yes a new word read it on some other blog)
Anyways must go - have to call San Fran and hear them complaining about me. Oh the joy of having an Indian family!
Maybe a small one.
So I have family in St. Louis, Missouri. St. Lunatics in the house! (I really doubt S and K would get that referance)
Anyways, called them today as it is part of my not being negative and trying to keep in touch with ppl that normally bug me.
Anyways - they were talking about taking a trip here and I was like nooooooooooooo
This has nothing to do with me being negative - its b/c they want to come here in the last week of November. My wedding anniversary is on Nov 25th and I would for a change like to go away somewhere. I havent done so in the past 7 years. But other than that - I would love for them to be here as it also my graduation that Thursday and it would be nice to have family around.
Of course, that brings me to my sil's question upon hearing about my grad ceremony - "Are your parents coming?" Now why in the whole wide world would she say that? She knows they are not coming - they are in India for christssake! They cannot come here - Bitch!
Anyways - thats my drivel (Yes a new word read it on some other blog)
Anyways must go - have to call San Fran and hear them complaining about me. Oh the joy of having an Indian family!
Friday, September 22, 2006
Natak
Natak is a Hindi word for Drama. As in stage performance but is also used as in someone being dramatic, or just someone being a drama queen.
Now this is what I think epitomizes Natak.
My lovely husband - likes to do natak every once in awhile (who doesn't?)
So yesterday being Thursday was a vegetarian day at home. Now this has nothing to with any Indian philosophy. My in-laws just don't eat meat, albeit grudgingly, on Thursday. Why you may ask - cause they are religious and would like to do so.
I have no problems with that - you believe in something go ahead and believe it -- just don't shove it down my throat.
Bless them - they never have - although this might have something to do with me being a vegetarian!
Anyways, Now I mentioned that my in-laws are religious and sometimes a little too much, I think, and J has always thought so.
He is always the one condemning them for a thousand 'tree burning' ceremonies and 'temple thumping' (as I like to describe it).
So yesterday I make dinner - a complete Hindu vegetarian dinner that would make any Hindu vegetarian proud.
I then defrost a chicken breast at the gentle cajoling of my mil - she only mentioned 5 times 'what would J eat today'. As far as I was concerned - he could eat whatever. I had made dinner, if he did not like it, he could make something himself. I, being a dil of course, did not say this b/c however forward my mil thinks she is - she really is not when it comes to men cooking for themselves, although she'd like to think she is (and I don't like to point that out as you might've guessed).
Anyways, so I marinate the chicken and then go downstairs to dress for the gym. Oh did I forget to mention that I postponed gym for 2 hours (while cooking dinner and marinating chicken).
Anyways - I go downstairs and J is home. While I am stepping out I tell J 'I marinated chicken for you'.
He goes into tantrum mode - which I have to say I found funny.
He accused me to "trying to feed him chicken on Thursday, when he has for the past 1 month been trying to avoid eating meat on Thursdays and I was informed that he was trying to hint this to me. This, of course, is news to me. Not only b/c I know my husband will never be a vegetarian cause he likes to eat anything that crawls on this planet and relish it to its fullest but also because he is not religious at all, in fact, it physically hurts him to go to the temple every once in two years. The was it seems to me is that he'd rather die and come back as a dog the next life than step into the temple. For all I know he is the anti-Christ himself (there is no Hindu equivalent of the anti-Christ hence the borrowing from the Christian philosophy. Sorry!)
Now - this is more funny because that my lovely dear husband does this all the time. He becomes religious and then complains that his parents are too religious.
So him telling me that he trying not to eat meat on Thursdays just means 'I am feeling religious this month next month might be different'.
Lets see how long this lasts.
Now this is what I think epitomizes Natak.
My lovely husband - likes to do natak every once in awhile (who doesn't?)
So yesterday being Thursday was a vegetarian day at home. Now this has nothing to with any Indian philosophy. My in-laws just don't eat meat, albeit grudgingly, on Thursday. Why you may ask - cause they are religious and would like to do so.
I have no problems with that - you believe in something go ahead and believe it -- just don't shove it down my throat.
Bless them - they never have - although this might have something to do with me being a vegetarian!
Anyways, Now I mentioned that my in-laws are religious and sometimes a little too much, I think, and J has always thought so.
He is always the one condemning them for a thousand 'tree burning' ceremonies and 'temple thumping' (as I like to describe it).
So yesterday I make dinner - a complete Hindu vegetarian dinner that would make any Hindu vegetarian proud.
I then defrost a chicken breast at the gentle cajoling of my mil - she only mentioned 5 times 'what would J eat today'. As far as I was concerned - he could eat whatever. I had made dinner, if he did not like it, he could make something himself. I, being a dil of course, did not say this b/c however forward my mil thinks she is - she really is not when it comes to men cooking for themselves, although she'd like to think she is (and I don't like to point that out as you might've guessed).
Anyways, so I marinate the chicken and then go downstairs to dress for the gym. Oh did I forget to mention that I postponed gym for 2 hours (while cooking dinner and marinating chicken).
Anyways - I go downstairs and J is home. While I am stepping out I tell J 'I marinated chicken for you'.
He goes into tantrum mode - which I have to say I found funny.
He accused me to "trying to feed him chicken on Thursday, when he has for the past 1 month been trying to avoid eating meat on Thursdays and I was informed that he was trying to hint this to me. This, of course, is news to me. Not only b/c I know my husband will never be a vegetarian cause he likes to eat anything that crawls on this planet and relish it to its fullest but also because he is not religious at all, in fact, it physically hurts him to go to the temple every once in two years. The was it seems to me is that he'd rather die and come back as a dog the next life than step into the temple. For all I know he is the anti-Christ himself (there is no Hindu equivalent of the anti-Christ hence the borrowing from the Christian philosophy. Sorry!)
Now - this is more funny because that my lovely dear husband does this all the time. He becomes religious and then complains that his parents are too religious.
So him telling me that he trying not to eat meat on Thursdays just means 'I am feeling religious this month next month might be different'.
Lets see how long this lasts.
Fall
The signs are all there....fall is creeping up. There is frost on our old toyota corolla, my plants look like they are on the verge of being frozen, and I actually have wear a fleece to go out the door.
This kind of sucks - although honestly I am looking forward to rain.
There is something very romantic about rain - its cold and there is certain slow deliberate dance that raindrops perform when they hit the pavement. Each on its own yet they all come down in harmony.
Very Romatic.
Its also the perfect day to be home, sit by the fireplace with a book and some peppermint tea.
Thursday, September 21, 2006
King of Queens
I was watching an episode of King of Queens yesterday - dont know if it was repeat but anyways - it was the one where Deacon and Kelly tell Carrie and Doug that they cant hang out together cause they found another couple with kids. The episode was funny cause the rest of the time, Carrie and Doug go around looking for a new couple...that is now us. Really literally every couple we know either already has kids or is about to pop one out.
That is wierd coincidence. Considering that many of the couples we know are much younger than J.
Anyways it it bugs me to no end - I dont know if it is b/c I want to be one of them or it is b/c we are loosing all of our friends cause everyone has their shit together and we dont. Maybe we do but you know what I mean?
Anyways - today I was feeling guilty about being preggers and then it dawned on me why shd I? Just b/c all of our friends have gotten busy for the past yr doesnt mean I have to....besides I made a life change by moving here and leaving everything behind back home I think J can live w/o a child for a yr. I think it will be alright.
Anyways - that my rant for the day.
Other than that - mil is on a no-talk zone w/ me now. It bugs me b/c she is so passive-aggressive...just say what you want to say and get over it. Dont sulk and make faces and leave me to guess what the fuck is wrong w/ you. I'd much rather hear someone yell and scream and get it all out that play this game.
I wonder what motivates ppl to do this....
Doesnt it ever bug you that ppl just store any negative feelings and dont deal with it?
Speaking of negative feelings -I have consciously tried to think positive. Its a different world out there - when you are being positive no this will never happen whats the point crap - just true be positive!
That is wierd coincidence. Considering that many of the couples we know are much younger than J.
Anyways it it bugs me to no end - I dont know if it is b/c I want to be one of them or it is b/c we are loosing all of our friends cause everyone has their shit together and we dont. Maybe we do but you know what I mean?
Anyways - today I was feeling guilty about being preggers and then it dawned on me why shd I? Just b/c all of our friends have gotten busy for the past yr doesnt mean I have to....besides I made a life change by moving here and leaving everything behind back home I think J can live w/o a child for a yr. I think it will be alright.
Anyways - that my rant for the day.
Other than that - mil is on a no-talk zone w/ me now. It bugs me b/c she is so passive-aggressive...just say what you want to say and get over it. Dont sulk and make faces and leave me to guess what the fuck is wrong w/ you. I'd much rather hear someone yell and scream and get it all out that play this game.
I wonder what motivates ppl to do this....
Doesnt it ever bug you that ppl just store any negative feelings and dont deal with it?
Speaking of negative feelings -I have consciously tried to think positive. Its a different world out there - when you are being positive no this will never happen whats the point crap - just true be positive!
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
Monday, September 18, 2006
Hollywoodland
I just the movie yesterday and have to say- it was awesome.
Ben Affleck, Adrian Brody and Diane Lane - were all very good....must see!
Ben Affleck, Adrian Brody and Diane Lane - were all very good....must see!
Feisty
Ok, for some reason I feel very feisty today...dont really know why.
I also feel like moving and running and jumping...I feel like having a rhythm....
Didnt have all that good of a weekend and I could very well find out that I dont have a job come October but I feel strangely up....something is up....I can feel it - its moving and creating this buzz in my head.
I can always tell...
I have been actively posting on Orkut...its good. I met so many school mates its wierd all of them grown up ready to face the world. Have also made new friends...which is nice since after moving to this city my list of friends quickly was a list no more....
Have been in touch with Violet - she is adjusting to her new life in UK. Which is nice and everytime I email her or get an email from her - I go back 5 years...when I first moved here and it was new, exciting, different, depressing, totally cool, and totally boring all at the same time.
I miss those days - it was a lot of fun in Victoria....but alas no more.
Song of the hour - Suddenly I see - KT Turnstall.
So I really have nothing to say - just this rhythm that makes me want dance and run....
It all started after I found out that A.K. were pregnant. That leaves only me and J without a child . Really! Which makes me sad - totally sad cause I know that this is killing J like no other thing in the world. It is killing me too. But at the same time - there is the rhythm. Its beating in my head. Things seem ok for the first time in some odd weeks. Why? I have no freaking clue - but they do.
I just think - and it became clear to me just today while I was eating my Couscous...that its not the time or what is really happening that is making me sad..its what is around me. And if that is the case - then it really doesnt matter does it? Cause its around me and I can choose not to be around this toxicity....Get it? I cant explain it.
I also feel like moving and running and jumping...I feel like having a rhythm....
Didnt have all that good of a weekend and I could very well find out that I dont have a job come October but I feel strangely up....something is up....I can feel it - its moving and creating this buzz in my head.
I can always tell...
I have been actively posting on Orkut...its good. I met so many school mates its wierd all of them grown up ready to face the world. Have also made new friends...which is nice since after moving to this city my list of friends quickly was a list no more....
Have been in touch with Violet - she is adjusting to her new life in UK. Which is nice and everytime I email her or get an email from her - I go back 5 years...when I first moved here and it was new, exciting, different, depressing, totally cool, and totally boring all at the same time.
I miss those days - it was a lot of fun in Victoria....but alas no more.
Song of the hour - Suddenly I see - KT Turnstall.
So I really have nothing to say - just this rhythm that makes me want dance and run....
It all started after I found out that A.K. were pregnant. That leaves only me and J without a child . Really! Which makes me sad - totally sad cause I know that this is killing J like no other thing in the world. It is killing me too. But at the same time - there is the rhythm. Its beating in my head. Things seem ok for the first time in some odd weeks. Why? I have no freaking clue - but they do.
I just think - and it became clear to me just today while I was eating my Couscous...that its not the time or what is really happening that is making me sad..its what is around me. And if that is the case - then it really doesnt matter does it? Cause its around me and I can choose not to be around this toxicity....Get it? I cant explain it.
Sunday, September 17, 2006
So I really do believe in the general goodness of this world. No I am not naive - I do think that generally people are good and want to do good but someturns that life takes on them makes them a$$holes!
No I dont think I am one of those a-holes. Why, you may wonder - well its because no matter how sad and depressed I am, how generally lonely I feel, how miserable I think the universe is being to me - I am positive and do believe that others (people around me) do not need to be treated like shit. Case in point - right now.
I feel horrible and miserable. I am sad and depressed. But I really doubt anyone else knows this. Now this might be just cause they are too wrapped up in their shit to notice me - but I have been nothing but nice to J or his mum or his sister and for that matter his dog.
Today, like too many saturdays - was not my day. It started with his mum being bitchy and complaining about things that I cant bother to type in here. Then as usual, there was lawn mowing. This excruciating job had to be done and was done. Everytime I had to touch the grass with my bare hands I wanted to die. By the end of it I was covered in grass and mofo's (thanks to J). I was nice and polite all the way through. Cause I knew it wasnt me - it was the lawn that was pissing him off. Then after the football game we came home. Everything was a-ok till then.
We come in and he was fuming - for god knows what. I decided to hide upstairs - went to get my laptop and he started the when can I take days off? When can we paint the ceiling, I cant take time off b/c of you so on and so forth. Again I walked away.....
But now I feel like screaming my head off. WTF? He gives me mixed signals - and I just wish he would come out and say it. Last week he spent all his time saying he was proud of me for achieving so much in so little time and today he is like find a freaking job so I can book vacation days off.
There is only so much I can take....and I am fast approaching my limit.
While we were watching football - I was feeling like 3 years ago. I almost convinced myself to stop eating....I dont want to go down that path. Not again - but it feels like the only thing I can do.
He needs to know that right now the last thing I need to hear is - find a job. WHF do you think I have been doing for past 2 months? I have no help, nothing to work with and trust me I am doing the best I humanly can.....
maybe its not enough!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
No I dont think I am one of those a-holes. Why, you may wonder - well its because no matter how sad and depressed I am, how generally lonely I feel, how miserable I think the universe is being to me - I am positive and do believe that others (people around me) do not need to be treated like shit. Case in point - right now.
I feel horrible and miserable. I am sad and depressed. But I really doubt anyone else knows this. Now this might be just cause they are too wrapped up in their shit to notice me - but I have been nothing but nice to J or his mum or his sister and for that matter his dog.
Today, like too many saturdays - was not my day. It started with his mum being bitchy and complaining about things that I cant bother to type in here. Then as usual, there was lawn mowing. This excruciating job had to be done and was done. Everytime I had to touch the grass with my bare hands I wanted to die. By the end of it I was covered in grass and mofo's (thanks to J). I was nice and polite all the way through. Cause I knew it wasnt me - it was the lawn that was pissing him off. Then after the football game we came home. Everything was a-ok till then.
We come in and he was fuming - for god knows what. I decided to hide upstairs - went to get my laptop and he started the when can I take days off? When can we paint the ceiling, I cant take time off b/c of you so on and so forth. Again I walked away.....
But now I feel like screaming my head off. WTF? He gives me mixed signals - and I just wish he would come out and say it. Last week he spent all his time saying he was proud of me for achieving so much in so little time and today he is like find a freaking job so I can book vacation days off.
There is only so much I can take....and I am fast approaching my limit.
While we were watching football - I was feeling like 3 years ago. I almost convinced myself to stop eating....I dont want to go down that path. Not again - but it feels like the only thing I can do.
He needs to know that right now the last thing I need to hear is - find a job. WHF do you think I have been doing for past 2 months? I have no help, nothing to work with and trust me I am doing the best I humanly can.....
maybe its not enough!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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