Oh for the love of eff, we all like each other WAY too much, this thread is killing me.
ghost:
Ethnobotany? That may be the most random thing I've ever heard. Badass, though. I always wished I'd taken more painting courses, but I wound up absorbing myself in the wonderful world of digital art.... I took every Photoshop, Illustrator, Web Design, Video-editing course my school had to offer.
That's also really awesome about having a kind of cultural background to draw on. Unless I want to draw on Canadian cultural stereotypes and pull a Marcel-Duchamp-esque ready-made of a hockey stick and call it something like "In advance of inappropriate penetration" for the sake of shock value.
Steph:
Yeah, I think there was just a little miscommunication. Thanks though.
And yeah... I think you're right about my mom and her issues with my moving to Ireland. Just when my mom does entirely the wrong thing, she makes up for it though. She called me today and went on a short rant about how she knows that whatever I choose will be the right thing, and that she knows that I'll make things work. And that she's proud of me, and she thinks she'd forgotten to tell me all that the day before. (she had, lol.)
Ahh, parents.
What are those websites? Self and such? ?:?
Congrats on the pants being loose!
Caligirl:
Oooh, entertaining! I've always wanted to write. Wanted to, but not having put quite enough energy into the task, really.
Any chance of getting a short-sentence synopsis, or no?
Iconised Ghost:
Defo wouldn't get any money back for it. I wound up dropping it. Hopefully it was the right decision.
..and YAY marathon stuff!
Taylor:
Well done with the Subway! No matter how good I felt like I was being by not going to McDonald's or some other fast food place... I tended to ruin it by having a foot-long pizza sub. 700 calories, ahoy!
And I don't think that's dorky at all. I've met guys online before. Comes with the territory of spending half of my chubby adolescence on the internet. Huzzah. And even though I met my current boyfriend in a night club... let's be honest, half of our friggin' relationship has had to be online anyhow, thanks to the miracle that is the Atlantic Ocean. *makes a sour face*
So what's up with the fiance? When are you two moving to be together? Which country? Irishboy is all about the raising of the family in Ireland, and has made this pretty obvious. I'd miss Canada horribly if that happened, not to mention my family... but I refuse to stress about that all now.
RHTS:
Thanks darling.
You're right, she shouldn't compare me to him.. but she never really does, she never says it, I just feel like she's thinking it, ya know? But.. go up a few posts and read what I wrote to Steph. My mom called today and made up for it.
Bee:
Augh, your story just reminds me of how many times I got my car stuck in snow banks last year. I am beyond petrified. I hate winter sometimes.
Heather:
Oooh, yay!! And what a fantastic approach, honey! Don't stress about the wedding photos where you don't look supermodelesque, everyone always has bad photos of themselves. You enjoy those pictures, because they're of YOUR special day, and you deserve to love them!!
AND I WANNA SEE!
Leighish:
Hm. Yeah. Sometimes when I stand up and walk across my room, I get light-headed, and fleeting (crazy) tunnel vision. I've googled, and it just said it happens occasionally when blood drains too quickly from one area... I don't know that it's anything to be concerned about unless it's REALLY affecting you. Is it long-term light-headedness?
Tara:
Well done you!!
Lol, it baffles me that it can be someone's first STRICT diet in their 20s. Product of being a female and having yo-yo dieted all my life, I suppose!
That's great that your bf is joining in tho.
BlCarter:
Maybe it is like a movie. But this is just the beginning, where the main character has a few stresses on her plate.. moving out and starting a new life! I think it's a great time for you to be single, what with all the changes that you're making.
Wait and see... I bet the pieces of your life will start to fall into place without you even noticing it... and one day you'll wake up and realise that you're truly and genuinely happy.
...I've been watching too many feel-good movies.
All of you should watch the movie "Under the Tuscan Sun." DO IT.
Bekko:
I love that you just threw out a Reese's Cup and read the forums. You're adorable, and I'm proud of you!!
Elwing:
Sometimes when my boyfriend says things, I stare at him blankly for a moment in complete incomprehension. And vice versa. Cheers to cultural differences.
It took me a long moment to realise that when you said you'd eaten ice, you meant icing.. like cake icing... not just.. frozen water.
Hm. When you say your waist, which part of your stomach do you measure, out of curiosity? I am rocking the most insanely pear-shaped body in existence... so about 7 cm under my bust I'm like 81 cm (32 inches) around... but around my belly-button/hips I'm a good ol' 99 cm (39 inches).
HWGA:
LOVE those days when you're feeling pretty! Totally makes you wanna keep going on the OP-front. I bet you look completely gorgey.
AND AS FOR ME...
I love today. I dropped that class for the sake of my sanity, and that means that Thursdays are mine. No 8:30 am stress weighing on the back of my mind, no mind-bogglingly ridiculous essay due, and no more inane lectures and readings. (For that class.
)
I weighed in at 156 this morning and felt elated. Last night I turned down freshly baked cookies, and opted to keep my hands busy (and not shovelling food in my mouth) by knitting a scarf for my bf's sister for Christmas while I watched So You Think You Can Dance (Canada) and America's Next Top Model. It worked, and the scarf looks badass.
I got a txt from my boyfriend saying that the package that I sent him on September 4th was apparently waiting at home for him. This... totally thrills me, because I love giving presents. Holy ****, though, Canada Post. 4-6 weeks my ***, try nearly 8.
He fell in love with Kraft Macaroni in Cheese (Known simply as "Kraft Dinner" in Canada) while he was here, asserting in a surprised tone, "Well, this is lovely," after his first bite. Let me tell you, only an
IRISH straight, 23 year-old male can get away with calling something lovely and not raise eyebrows.
So, in this package I threw a couple of boxes of Kraft Dinner, an Oh Henry bar (his favourite soccer player is named Thierry Henry, and he was thrilled to see the chocolate bar in our stores here), two t-shirts I bought him (many of his own have holes in them, or lude stupid sayings like, "
An awkward morning beats a boring night"... I know. I found me a winner.
), a Canada flag, and an
HIV Giant Microbe (stuffed microbes of various illnesses
... I made him go get
tested, and it became a bit of a drama--- he acted like a child, and insisted he was going to have HIV and die, and he'd rather not know.) (He got tested. He didn't. Shock.) (I wrote in the letter in the box that instead of getting all paranoid when he thought of "HIV" I hoped from now on, he'd think of his new furry little friend.
)
So anyhow, I chucked all that in a box along with directions on how to make Kraft Dinner. (Brilliantly enough, he didn't strain the noodles when he once tried to make it while I was at work, choosing instead to pour the cheese mix into the water the noodles had cooked in, effectively making himself cheesy soup...)
I want him to txt me and tell me if he's opened it yet!!!
I went to get my car emissions-tested today and there were a couple of 20-something guys painting the outside of the garage. I felt pretty good today, put on a bright red button-up shirt that's been too tight or just-right back and forth over the years, and found it buttons up tight, but fits well.
I complimented it with a pair of bright red heels. As I walked into the garage to drop off my keys, one of the guys painting wolf-whistled at me.
I don't care how degrading some women would find that. It made me feel damned good.
