simmer down...

just got chirped at for not updating my shit for a week...
i haven't really had much to say in terms of general public interest...
i haven't bought groceries in weeks.. my library books are overdue and i probably need to do laundry...
same old shit.. different day.
time and space i guess... i'm needing a little less of one and a little more of the other.

this lady has been here for the last couple of days and its been nice to spend some time with her... i miss random phone calls in the middle of the day...
"beer and a patio?"
"yep, lets go."...



since words are failing me right now... i was told to post pictures...
this is what we did yesterday...





hahah its february...

we also found this little tasty treat...



poor little guy had his insides eaten out.

i had the best hot chocolate of my life yesterday at a little place on denman. super thick foam and chocolate whipped cream. amazing.

the littlest birds sing the prettiest songs...

so i'm back from whistler... maybe i'll tell you about it later. i think i have to collect my thoughts and reflect about the events that took place in those 3 days. all in all a great time but not without a few thorns in my side.

this was the only picture i took there and selfishly, its of me.




this weekend made me miss someone even more than usual.
other things i miss... natural light, wide open windows, being barefoot in the grass, flowers in my hair and summer freckles. all in due time i guess...





i'm so happy to be back in my own bed.

In Spite of All the Damage...

i like it when benny and i go for walks.

I'm going to Whistler for a few days... wish me luck.

Went for a walk today... 8 degrees out... I can feel the edges of spring creeping in... 

taxed...

Four jobs i have had in my life

*sales associate, Sunrise Records

*counsellor, City of Hamilton Leader-in-Training/ Summer Survivor (i got paid to take kids to canada's wonderland)

*counsellor, YMCA day camps... i got paid $4/hr to hang out with inner city kids

*research assistant, Mt Sinai Hospital... chart reviews for SARS and other reported bacterial infections... flesh eating bacteria... that sort of thing...  diddled numbers (data entry)

Four movies i can watch over and over.

*the sandlot (laugh it up)

*the goonies

*the notebook 

*city of god

Four places i have lived

*edmonton, alberta

*flamborough (greensville AND lynden represent) (now city of hamilton), ontario

*ottawa, ontario

*vancouver, bc

Four tv shows i love to watch.

*JEOPARDY

*dexter

*the L word

*Daily Show with Jon Stewart

Four places i have been on vacation.

*Tamarindo, Costa Rica (free surfing lessons?? creeeeeeep)

*Varadero, Cuba (all inclusive with my 2 best guy friends... t-rouble)

*LA - San Fran, California (drove the coastal highway with my wife, stopping in Santa Barbara and Monteray)

*Algonquin Park, Ontario (4 day canoe/portage camping trips)

 

Four websites i visit daily.

* globe and mail
* stalkbook
* Google-y
* Wikipedia

Four of my favorite foods.

*CHOCOLATE

*ice cream sandwiches

*cucumbers

*raspberries

Four places i would rather be right now.

*costa rica

*morocco with afshan

*in a big bed in niagara falls watching csi miami

*at YVR getting on a plane to anywhere

i haven't been able to get this song out of my head for the last week.

or 

this one

beeeef...

yes thats right... i'm the kind of girl who doesn't update for a week and then comes back with a complaint. its petty... its superficial but i'm kinda pissed dammit.

so... long story short my favourite jeans got torn up the left pant leg from some 17 year old jerkoff stepping on me.... anyway... i'm tempted to fix them but i'm physically handicapped when it comes to sewing so... i went off on a little adventure to find a new pair of jeans today knowing that its always difficult to find a nice pair that fit properly and not settle for a pair that look just ok. how can it be that difficult you ask? 

well i'll tell you. in case you haven't noticed pretty much every woman has a different shape to them... therefore how do they expect that standardizing waist sizes and leg length sizes are going to suit people. clearly we didn't pop out of a cookie cutter. for example... some women have large waists, large hips but skinny and short legs....  so to fit your ass you have to settle for big baggy super long legs....another example... i have a small waist, big hips, medium sized legs in width and length so i get stuck with waists that are too big and legs that are either too long or too skinny.

also buying jeans might be the most emotionally traumatizing shopping experience for a woman (other than buying a bathing suit) and it's best for everyone's mental health if these experiences that end in self loathing be avoided as much as possible. anyway... i set off today preparing myself for the depression that i would sink into over the course of the day...

i went into one of the stores on broadway thinking they might possibly have something that would make me happy and much to my dismay..... 98% of the jeans that they had were FUCKING SKINNY JEANS.

what's the big fuckin deal jess? why do you have such a hate on for skinny jeans?

WELL... 

a) only about 2% of the population can wear skinny jeans appropriately.

b) they're really unflattering on the rest of the people who wear them

c) i tried a pair on today... and could barely get my feet through the foot hole meanwhile the waist was too big and crotchal area resembled boys pants (adequate penis room despite me being sans wang)

d) my legs got claustrophobic

e) NOT EVERYONE WEARS OR WANTS TO WEAR SKINNY JEANS

ughhhhhh......

i ended up getting the only pair in the store that weren't skinny. still straight leg though... not ideal but at least they've got a sick wash to them.  picked up a sweet pair of shorts ( a little early... perhaps) and a little black volcom dress. score. summer needs to hurry the shit up. 

this song kept me in good spirits today despite my little trip on the skinny jeans bitter bus.

edited to add: i renewed my bc nursing license. guess i'm sticking around vancouver for another year...