Couldn't Resist...........

These things are so funny. And at first I just started reading them, because that's funny enough but then I couldn't resist doing me own. So in the vein of Ashlee Simpson's "I wonder what Josh is thinking about right now" radio game, here is my first meme, and mark my words the mp3 player is the new Magic 8-Ball, ya heard?

Simple directions: use the shuffle function on your music player and see what you come up with in answer to the following questions.

How does the world see you? Boys ( Co-ed remix) - Britney Spears

Will I have a happy life? Don't bother - Shakira

***I prefer to interpret this prediction to apply to teh song itself, in which Shakira is telling her ex-boyfriend not to bother worrying about her, because she'll be fine ( she'll be fine, she'll BE FINE!.. Not to mean don't bother even trying to have a happy life. thank-you.

What do my friends think of me? Come On - Ben Jelen

Wow. You like me. You really, really like me.

Do people secretly lust after me? I'm a Slave 4 U - Britney Spears

How can I make myself happy? Ain't no Easy Way - Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

Ain't that the truth.

What should I do with my life? Nobody Puts Baby in a Corner - Fall Out Boy

Will I ever have children? It's my Life - Bon Jovi

****Okay it's MY life. That could mean NO right? But then again, the whoel song is about how you should do what you want in life because it's YOUR LIFE. But then teh chorus goes, " It's my life It's NOW OR NEVER, I'm not going to LIVE FOREVER," so may be I shoudl have a baby asap. Or maybe.... Why do I suddenly feel like I'm on the 1-900 line trying to decipher the words of Miss Cleo?

What is some good advice for me? I didn't Steall Your Boyfriend - Ashlee Simpson

How will I be remembered? Cha- Ching - Lady Sovereign

What is my signature dancing song? Goodbye My Lover- James Blunt

What do you think my current theme song is? Don't Need a Man - Pussycat Dolls

Wow. this thing is so psyhic.

What does everyone else think my current theme song is? Tango - Lady Sovereign

What song will play at my funeral? Love Burns - Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

What type of men do I like? I get High - Talib Kweli

****Although I wish it wasn't true the magic 8-ball mp3 player and my track record can't both be wrong.

What is my day going to me like? Random - Lady Sovereign


So consider yourself tagged. Play it yourself . But be prepared for it's erriely accurate results.

Bwahahahaha....

I'm Sad Today Because......

1. I hurt my knee and now I'm stuck waddling through life....

2. I bought CornPuffs cereal because it was on sale but it's not as good as Honey Nut Cherios.

3. I've been listening to Snow Patrol all morning.

4. Nobody calls me anymore.

5. I'm wearing exercise pants and Ugg boots to work again.

6. Today is Tuesday which means I should be phoning people to update their listings at my job. But I'm not. and I won't. ever.

7. I have a sinking feeling my boss will now start coming to work everyday.

8. My familt is full of crazies and basketcases, sometimes I think, myself included.

9. Everyone's always picking on my girl, Britney.

10. I'm itchy. My hair is dull and full of split-ends.

11. I have to stop taking hot baths because it's turning my skin into alligator skin.

12. I didn't wear a jacket today because it is Spring. Now I am cold.

13. I don't want Subway for lunch but I know I will have it because it's all I can afford that's somewhat healthy.

14. I need a new T.V.

15. I need a new couch.

16. I need a new cellphone.

17. I need a new life.

18. I think I think too much.

19. I notice everything. People are depressing.

20. Famine. war. racism.

Need I say more?

Eat and Make a Difference

Everyone needs to eat right? Well tomorrow, Thursday March 23, is the Annual Dine Out For Life benefitting everyone's favorite charities Friends for Life Society (yayaya) and A Loving Spoonful.
So forget about reheating that boring ole meatloaf or whatever it is that you eat on a dreary Thursday and go out and eat something yummy. 25% of the proceeds from participating restaurants goes towards these LOCAL charities. This is the biggest fundraiser they have so please go if you can!
For more information:
http://www.diningoutforlife.com/van_sponsors.php

This concludes tonight's public service announcement.

how much blah bloh could a blogger blah bloh if a blogger could blog blah?

What is the point of this blog? REALLY?
I'm not really interested in joining these circles of yummy mummies bloggers that do these weird rituals every weekday. Like Wednesday is take a photo of one of your body parts day. (Don't get excited, it's never anything perverse. It's moms for God's sake!)
I don't really write about any of my personal feelings or deep dark secrets in here ( that's because they are all about YOU. Dear reader, everything that is deep, and dark and depressing about me is all YOUR fault)
I'm not writing about one specific subject although I see a recurring theme that makes me think maybe it'sa good idea that my TV is almost broken.
So what's it all about?
A way to practice my pathetic typing. Nooo... Seeing as how it hasn't gotten much better and I never use spellcheck and I've just basically conceded to the fact that "the" will always be spelled teh. I'm starting a revolution, I swear.
Is it a way for my to post raunchy photos of me and fabulous friends living our fabulous lives a la Ellen teh Supermodel or Brian 'the guy who always has his nuts out'? Ummm. NO.
I'm not really sure what this little ole blog is about. But I finally figured out how to check my stats and I was surprised to find out that there are more than four peoplewho read this little ole thing. That be like Woh.
So it's started me thinking about what I REALLY have to offer. How can I be of service? In teh words of Robbie Williams, "Let me Entertain You."

More on that later. I gotta go spend some quality time with the TV.

Currently Listening To: We are Scientists In Love and Squalor
Current Mood: Scratchy

Oh Mama!

My mom and I have been through our good and bad times. But lately despite everything else going on, our relationship has been good. I don't know if it's me getting older or her loosening up a bit, but we definitely have fun now. She's so weird and odd and has so many weird idiosyncrasies that I never noticed before or I just thought were lame and annoying back in the day. Now I swear sometimes I think she should be a stand-up comedian.
It feels good to have this time with her. I mean I'm old enough to participate in those ever pressing "girl's private talks" (Don't ask me to elaborate, I never will) yet young enough to still appriciate her old-bitty tendencies. (You try telling her how much a Chai latte, which was invented in India as a way to conserve milk, costs at Starbucks and then you'll see where she's coming from). She's so blunt, and rude and abrumpt and old-fashioned and stereotypical and all those things that most people, me included, at times, hates about their mothers. But somehow she always manages to solidify her point and make me laugh and make me think about things from a different perspective. Albeit, an archaic and conservative perspective, but a different perspective that I would normally brush off and disregard.
Sometimes, I'll watch her in a fancy store or somewhere out of her comfort zone and I see a bit of myself. You know, a little awkward, painfully shy, not looking people directly in the eye, overly polite. When I seeher like that, I feel a little pang in my stomach. Total Role reversal. She's my kid and I'm watching her to make sure no one slights her or looks at her sideways. The same thing she's done to me all the while I was growing up. It's quite annoying actually. When I was younger, when people said I was like my mom, I would kick and scream up a storm. She is crazy, ultra-conservative, old-fashioned and many other things that I am totally not and will probably never be. But I see now, that we are a like in many ways. We're both funny and bossy and a lot of other things that are way to depressing and repressed to delve into on my little ole blog.
The overall gist of this little tangent is that I feel like I'm getting to know my mom in a whole different light. Not just a mother, but a wife, a sister, a woman, a worker, a complete person.

Mood: Cheesy
Currently listening to: Taking Back Sunday Slowdance on the Inside.

Weddings weddings, wedddings!!!

Weddings are in the air.
Well not really. I'm not getting married. Only one person I know is getting married. But it feels like the most exciting thing ever. It is the most exciting thing ever.
My best friend is getting married this summer and I am now getting into the full swing of planning. I can't reveal many details in case she ever reads this but needless to say nothing gets me more excited than planning and organizing things. (Yes. I DO realize how lame that makes me sound, but whatever).
Sometimes, I think it's so fun to be a girl. And when I get married that will be one of those times. Engagement parties, bachelorette parties bridal showers, not to mention the wedding itself. I think my actual wedding will probably make me vomit because I hate having everything all about me and everyone staring at me, but the other stuff will be so fun! At first I thought the bachelorette party would be the funnest part but the more I think about it, I think the bridal shower will be funner. That one has your family and relatives and I'm sure when (IF?) I ever get married my mom would be super-excited and all-bossy and would make copious amount of spicy Indian food and get that weird plastic smile that she gets when she's trying to be nice to people she doesn't know.
The Bridal shower seems more relaxed. The bachelorette party has so much pressure. IT THE LAST NIGHT OF HER SINGLEDOM. The Bride needs to have fun. Needs to get drunk. Needs to flirt with black guys. Okay maybe some of this is just in my head, but you can get the gist of it right? It's all staring down on me like the barrel of a gun and I'm not even the one getting married. I just want everything to be perfect and so fun for her.
Because after her wedding. It's the end.
The end of an era ( an era that really died when she and her husband-to-be became serious). I mean it's not like I'll never hang out with her again. Or like we hang out a lot right now. But the potential is there. And say I wanted to go to a bar? Would my newly-married friend go? What happens when guys start to dance dirty with her? Is she going to flash her wedding band ( That's actually not a bad idea to get rid of creepy bar guys) Or like if I was going out with someone and the newlyweds come along?!!! That's so weird. It's a lot of pressure.
Not that any of this really matters. Sometimes it just seems surreal. Like when you're in grade five or whatever and you talk about what you'll do when you graduate and then all of a sudden you're 17 and you haven't written your first best-selling novel or married the lead singer from Poison like you had been planning all those years ago. I've known for a while that they are getting married but now that everythig is coming down to logistics as opposed to daydreamy plans. It's so strange.
Everyone's growing up. It's exciting. and a bit scary.....

Currently listening to: The Hard-Fi
Current Mood: Antsy and bored