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Last night was a glorious night of nothingness. Well, not complete nothingness, but I was excited to be able to go to bed early and not have to rise at the crack of dawn to go to the gym. Wednesdays are a day off on the new regimen I am doing. I had booked my cleaning lady for this morning at 8:30, so she would be arriving right as I was leaving and it would be a well-coordinated key and money transfer and I would come home from baseball tonight to a fresh, clean place. Do you think this happened? NOOOOOOOO!!!!


I went to bed at about 10:30 last night and planned on reading for a while, which I did. However, it was apparent that someone across the lane was having a party on their deck. I figured by the time I was ready to sleep it would be over...it was a Tuesday night for god's sake. Well, let's just say I tossed and turned until about 1am until some guy went into the lane and lost it on these guys. He was screaming and yelling at them. As soon as it started the party went inside and closed the door...problen solved, right? No, the ahngry Iraqi in the alley decides that he is continue to scream and yell in the general direction of the apartment that was once having a party and was now just a quiet apartment for a half an hour. I ended up losing it on him after ten minutes of his Iraqi ridiculousness. Apparently he is connected in Iraq, so I am expecting some sort of bomb waiting for me on my doorstep very soon.

After all of this I finally fell asleep feeling somewhat relaxed because I didn't have to be before 6 to workout. I could sleep in until 7:45 and still have plenty of time to get ready and make my lunch and get to to work. Does that happen? NOOOOOO!!!!

My f'n cleaning lady starts buzzing at 7:20am. WTF??? I was sound asleep and not the least bit happy. I answered and asked why she was there. She said she didn't want me to be late for work, so came early. Well geee, thanks for the concern, but I made the appointment for 8:30 for a reason. She came up and told me she thought we had booked 8am. Either way you are still WAY TOO EARLY!!! I wanted to strangle her. So, my night of great sleep was really just a complete wash. I am not a happy camper today. Add that to the fact the bf just told me he might move out to the burbs and ya, the day has sucked. I had to remind him that a) he will hate it there b) I don't have a car, so we will never see each other and c) don't be a dumbass. This is all happening because his tennant decided to tell him on Saturday that he is moving on the 15th...of June. Total a-hole!!!

That was my bitch blog for the day...hope you all enjoyed!

What does it take to get some peace and quiet around here?

The weekend that was supposed to be quiet ended up being anything but...it always seems to be the way. T came and picked me up on his way home from work on Friday and we went to his place where the plan was a walk and then a movie. We decided on a glass of wine first which turned into 1 and a half bottles of wine (with no dinner). We took the rest if the second bottle of wine in a to go cup and we were off for our walk. This wasn't enough though and we stopped for 4 Smirnoff drinks as well. After polishing most of that off we walked a bit and did other things that were not walking (which really bruised up my knees and legs nicely!!!!) We headed back to his place and both passed out sans dinner. Not too smart at all.

T was up at 6am Saturday morning to get to hockey. I decided to get up too...not too sure why I decided to get up exactly. I ended up watching a movie and then going to the gym and then going to grab some things at the store. I was back at T's and showered by 11am. He came home and went to the gym and I went and did some errands and some shopping (spending like a retard these days). We ended up having some wine when he got back. The plan again was a bottle of wine, sushi and the couch. After a glass of wine we decided to head to Chapters. T decided we needed a drink at the pub across the street first, so we went in and Rob and Michelle were in there. We ended up sitting with them and having way more than one drink. After a few hours we decided to all head to dinner. We ended up st Saltlik, which was quite good. Three bottles of wine with dinner and T and I were drunk...again...with no books! Rob and Michelle decided to go to M & D's, but T and I were way too tired and drunk so we walked home and went to bed.

He was up at 9 on Sunday for a family thing and once again I decided to get up to. I didn't do a whole lot but watch TV. I went out for a walk and lunch and then picked up food for dinner. I decided to make a gourmet meal and after T was home from the gym we had rack of lamb, potatoes and asparagus. It was delightful. We had a bottle of wine and watched a movie and were in bed by 11.

I was a tired kid yesterday morning. Feeling much better today.

Much more to catch up on, but must run now.

Moving...again

So, I had lunch with the Ex yesterday. I love that he chose to take me out the one day I happened to really dress up and look good. Total coincidence too! It s always good to catch up with him, but strange at the same time. It is weird being with someone that you once knew so well and now you are really nothing more than an aquaintance. You know a little of what is going on in their life through the random phone calls and emails, but you don't really know their life like you once did. I can tell he stil doesn't like to talk to me about the girlfriend, which is odd to me, but I guess he thinks it is something that doesn't affect us, so why bother. Anyway, it was all good and we had a good time catching up.

I told him I still want to move downtown and seeing as T is all over the map these days it doesn't look like I will be moving in with him as was the original plan. It just so happens the Ex's place is going to be empty on the next few months and I can move in if I want and the rent is $300 less per month than what I am paying now. His place is pretty nice too. So, that was super exciting news. I am seeing T tonight, so I am going to let him know about this turn of events then. I wonder what he will think or if he will even care. He isn't the type to show concern or get emotional, so it will be interesting. I am assuming at this point he knows that I am not going to be moving in anytime soon unless he cleans up his act, but who knows with men. Sometimes they can be so dense. On that note, he has been a very good boyfriend today...why can't this just come natural to men? I don't get it.

T also went ahead and bought a car this week (think very expensive sports car). I love how he says "we" will have an awesome car for the summer and "you" can drive it whenever. I will see how true this is when it arrives all shiny and pretty from Florida.

I have no plans for the weekend. I am hoping to lay low and just relax. T and I are going to hang out tonight. We will probably be super mellow. Although I am having quite the hankering for some red wine. MMMMMMMM wine!

I know you all do it secretly

Take a minute to look at my company's newest blog....Blabaloo. Basically every celebrity gossip site you can imagine all in one place. I am trying to get some feedback on the site, so if you have any questions or comments please send them my way at nadams-at-inveslogic .com. I am sure you all know to use the proper conventions when emailing...I just don't particulary feel like letting my virgin email address fall into the hands of the evil spammers.

Stil so tired from the long weekend, but rest assured it is well worth it. Saturday went from "worst day ever" to "I am having so much fun I am not sure I would be sad if I died right now" all in a matter of hours. It is amazing how a day can change. A weekend like that is needed every now and again that's for sure.

Tonight is baseball night, which I always look forward to, especially since I have been pretty hot so far this year. The weather isn't fantastic, but not raining, so that is positive.

I am seriously considering starting a new blog entitled "Conversations with the receptioist". Look back for some conversations that have already happened. Today's conversation revolved around my lunch, which she inspected to within an inch of its life and then told me that spaghetti originates from China. Marco Polo discovered it when he travelled there and brought it to Italy. She explained that he was an explorer...(Really??? I thought it was just a name someone made up while bored in a pool one day!) Also, he apparently died very lonely. I guess that is the difference between travellers now and then...when was the last time you heard of a man travelling on business to Asia and being lonely?

Will Dig for the Play-By-Play

I just received an email from the BC Lions. They are having their ring night and they are selling tickets to the public so they can have drinks and dinner with the players and coaches and see the players get their Grey Cup rings. The tickets were $175 and the main thing you seemed to get was a picture with the Grey Cup. Here's a hint...go to the Roxy a few nights after the win, don't pay cover to the bar (sorry, only guys do that!), and there, my friends, is a way to save $175. I figure I made money because the Lions were actually buying me drinks all night.



I will dig into the old blog and post the play-by-play of that evening, which was so nasty. I still have a certain married Lion texting me to this day after that night. Maybe it was my mad tambourine skills that I displayed on the stage with him will backing up the house band. Myabe it was my complacency in not minding heading to the casino at 2am on a weeknight. Maybe it was complete lack in interest in who he and his teammates were and more concerned with ordering bottles of Veuve. Either way...good times!

Humpday Musings

-I rode my bike to work today and I take a street that is a designated bike road, so there are lots of people riding along with you. Today, me and three other women were all sort of riding in a pack the whole way. It brought out my competitiveness and I really wanted to be in a real bike race so I could kick them and "win". What I would win I am not too sure...get to work quicker without any road rash????

-I just walked back from my lunch and there was a guy riding his bike down Broadway...no helmet, listening to his iPod and playing "air drums" while coasting with no hands. Please fall into traffic young man...please!

-The weather will always be nicest before the weekend when the city will once again be awash in rain.

-This is the first May Long I will be in the city in a lot of years. What the hell am I going to do with myself? Damn T for talking me out of a road trip!

-My boss rocks except that he left me here along to go get drunk. Hellooooo! How unfair is that?

-I was walking to get my lunch and my smokes fell out of my pocket. There was a woman walking behind me and she didn't say anything to me. I realized a few feet later and went back to get them and the f'n bitch had stepped on them. Who does that? Bitch is lucky I was wearing very uncomfortable shoes or I would have done something bad to her. (it has been a violent day!)

-Excited for baseball tonight. I keep trying to tell myself that softball is a workout...denial is not just a river in Egypt!

-The receptionist at the new office is strange. She asked me how much water I drink then told me in her broken english that is was too much and that it makes me go pee too much (apparently she is counting my bathroom breaks). She has also noticed we are going through more toilet paper recently. Fine lady I will drip dry for your cheap ass, how is that?

-The bathroom nearest ny office is co-ed. Men that use it don't put the seat down (totally can't believe this). Also, someone who uses this bathroom is in desperate need of this product! Props to Philips for one of the better microsites I have seen in a while! Thumbs down to the man who has pubes longer than my bangs! (at least I hope it is a man) I just threw up in my mouth a little.

-Ironic that part of my new job is going to be to blog...about blogs. I am sure this is probably not a true example of irony, but get over it. It is ironic in the Alanis sort of way.

-Back on track with my eating plan and feeling good.

-Looking at trends in what people are searching for online is very disturbing. I am researching baby and infant type searches and lets just say I think that half the people in the world are seriously f'd up. Please get help if you are one of the hundreds searching for the nastiest things I have ever seen. Please!

-Diet Coke is my saviour!

I was visited!

This may be a strange post for people that don't believe in an afterlife or in other beings being present in your life (other than the living). I have had a few experiences in my life that lead me to believe that there is more out there. I also had a Great Aunt who was a psychic. She used to help various police agencies find bodies and other such things. My dad saw her go into a trance where she became the person she was channeling, which made him a believer. She passed when I was about 16, but her impact has stayed with me. She used to always tell me that I had the "gift". For some reason this always scared me. She was always talking about how she saw various dead people she knew the night before, etc...it always seemed like something that would freak me out. She told me many times to not be scared and to be open and these interesting events would happen. Because of this I always tried to be not so open and a little scared...could I handle a visit from the dead???

Ever since I have lived on my own (really on my own, not with a smelly boy), which was about 21 I have had about 5 experiences that have made me a believer. The first experience I will leave for another day...Instead I am going to exlpain what happended last night.

I was exhasuted and went to bed at about 11. I was laying on my stomach and was drifting off to sleep. All of a sudden I could see bright flashes in the total darkness (my eyes were closed). It then felt like someone was over me and put both of their hands through my hair from the nape of my neck up to the crown of me head and then slowly pulled their hands out to let my hair fall back into place. I was scared and also felt like I couldn't move or open my eyes. I also didn't want to because it didn't feel scary. I tried to start a conversation in my head with whoever was there (I assumed it was my aunt), but then I just felt something wrap itslef around me. I also felt like my head was being pushed deeper into my pillow. This made me panick because I was worried someone was trying to smother me. This stopped and then it felt like something was lying on my upper back (this was a favourite spot for my old cat Marley to sleep). After what felt like a few minutes, but was probably only 30 seconds, I was able to open my eyes. I had been sleeping for only 15 minutes. I was a little scared, but also felt totally at peace and was able to fall back asleep and have a dreamless night.

I do live in an old building, so there could be someone wandering around in there sitll (should do research on the building perhaps)or it could have been a dead relative or Marley just coming back to check on things. I am not sure what it was, but it was definitely an experience and not my first one. I realized after that I had been trying to smell very intently because I wanted to see if I could smell my aunt's perfume, which I would recognize right away, but there was no discernable scent that I could pick up (that probably also rules out the cat then too!!!)

Maybe I am just going insane! That is always an option too!

But I don't want to be a pirate!

Lately when I haven't gotten enough sleep (especially if there was drinking the night before) I get the sorest left eye in the world. Like someone poked me with a stick right in it. I am guessing no one is doing this while I am asleep, so there seems to be no logical explanation. For the last 2 days I have been welling up every few minutes and it bloody well hurts. The fact that my office faces right into the sun also doesn't seem to be helping matters. Sore eye and a headache from squinting from 1pm on. I am a mess!

I am also sore. After feeling like a total slob for the last few days and not getting to the gym all weekend I decided that this morning was going to be a hard workout. T dropped me off at home this morning at around 6. I ate and then rode my bike to the gym (does anyone else find it odd that there are no bike racks at the gym???) I ran for about 6K and then did the world's hardest ass and leg routine and then pedalled home with very shaky legs. I got home and showered and got pretty and then decided to ride into work today. My legs are sore and I still have to ride home! It is really bad when my thighs are so sore that I actually wore my running shoes with my business suit today when I went out to get lunch (and I walk down a very busy street for said lunch!) There was no way the stilettos were going to get me there.

I am trying to get back on track with my eating as well...I have been slacking lately and I feel gross. I am sticking to the eating plan from the nutrionist again. I have been eating well, but have definitely been slacking on the amount of food I should be eating. I have also been adding in extras that I shouldn't be eating like hummus and tzatziki. So, before things turn bad I am trying to go back to no cheating. I have found green tea to be a great appetite suppressant in between my 5 meals I eat a day. It also helps with only getting about 6 hours sleep last night.

The weekend was fun. The BBQ Friday night ended up being very big. There were a lot of people there and it was a good time. I managed to pass out on the chair and woke up in the morning feeling quite shitty and taking a cab home. T came and picked me up at about noon and we went for brunch and went and did some shopping (hot new white stilettos for me!) and then headed home so I could get out to the 80th birthday. That was pretty uneventful to say the least. I put in my hour and I was back downtown before 7.

T and I ended up just going out for dinner, which was truly amazing. The food was soooo good. After dinner we went to Cardero's for after dinner drinks and then headed home after a great night out where we both fell fast asleep and managed to sleep right through until almost noon on Sunday. We were both wiped. After lazing about for a few hours we both had to get to our mom's day things, so he dropped me off at the Aunt's for our family BBQ, which was great and then I headed to T's by about 7. He got home at about 9:30 and we watched a movie and both crashed.

It was a good weekend all in all. Unfortunately it is supposed to get shitty just in time for the long weekend too! Really happy about that...Bugger!

Fess Up People!

Everyone talks behind people's backs. There is no one out there that can say any different because EVERYONE does it. The way I see it there would be a lot of silences in conversation if we never spoke about others. Now, there are 2 kinds of talking behind someone's back. The first is when you are just generally talking about someone. Maybe they got drunk and did something funny and you are relaying the story to someone else. You could be talking about their job to someone or how their last haircut was bad. You know stupid mundane things. I think these types of stories make up about 80% of most people's conversations. These things are not hurtful and usually just funny.

The second type of this behaviour is the malicious kind - meant to hurt someone or more than likely to make the person doing the talking feel in some way better about themself. EVeryone knows people that do this...it is often very prevelant in the office environment. I worked with a lot of women like this and they are poison...stay away from these people. They will never be genuinely happy for any successes you have and will spread gossip about your personal life and will hint at unseemly goings on (like you only got the promotion because you had sex with a superior, etc).

I have never understood this maliciosness. I think I actually HATE 2 people that I know...mostly because they were dishonest, but I would never even do this to them. It isn't worth my time. Maybe I have been so lucky to have such amazing friends that I don't feel the need to make myself feel better by putting down others; my friends give me all the validation I need.

I have had a lot of crap come back to me recently. I find it interesting that the people that have been outed for saying things are not from Vancouver. One thing I can say about it here is that it is a SMALL city...there are no secrets that will not end up getting back to people.

I usually just ignore when this happens to me (again, not worth my time), but this time things were said to people that I care about and I wanted it to end. I confronted 2 people. One was very apologetic (though I am sure it was more worried because he was caught), but either way there was an apology and a promise for it to end, which I have found out now was a lie, but I digress. The other person flat out lied to me and said he didn't do it...really??? Good god, if you did it just own up...you are caught and now I have even less respect for you than I did before and guess what that warrants anyone a pink slip. You're fired! And you know what? That should bother you because I am a damn good friend, but you should know that because I helped you out in a time of need! Enough said!

Anyway, it is Friday and the work week is over and I am so damn happy with the direction that I am going. I feel liberated from an unhappy situation. I have often read that you can never have the main three things in your life go right at the same time. The three being love life, work life and your place you live...I can honestly say for the first time in many many years I feel like I have a good hold on all three. Even though I am not happy about the prospect of moving soon it will be an amazing move and it means I will be living with someone who I love more than I love cheese for god's sake! Now if I could only cure myself of my beastiality problem....I kid I kid!

Tonight is going to be the breaking in of the Oord backyard for a BBQ. Though Dale and I managed to do a little breaking in ourrselves last night. It was a bit of a late night for me, but I surprisingly feel OK today.

Tomorrow I have to go to some Uncle's 80th birthday. I believe I have met this man about 5 times in my life and 4 of them were under the age of 5. I am still trying to figure out why my mom is so set on me going. Anyway, I am taking T's car and planning on being there for about an hour tops. I am not sure what I am up to tomorrow night yet. T is going out with his buddies, so I may go with them or maybe head to an ex cowroker's birthday party downtown...not so sure yet.

Sunday is mom's day and I am going to head out to Surrey to meet my mom and dad at the annual car show even though they don't have the car anymore (I can't even talk about this right now...soooooo upset with this). I haven't seen their friends in come time, so it will be nice. After that we are going to the Aunt's for a BBQ. So, I am going to be seeing a lot of the family this weekend. Fun times!

Bring on the sun...momma needs a tan!!!!

Yup, that was me

So, the reality show aired for the first time this morning. I got up early so I could see it before most people would see it. I am not sure what I would do if it was horrible...call the network and ask them to not show it ever again? It was fine (very contrived) but fine. I am not sure why they chose the worst picture I have ever taken as my "fat" picture, but other than that it was OK. It is a pretty lame show anyway...I highly doubt many people will see it in the end. Although I think it airs 3 more times this week! Good god.

The weekend was good...mellow Friday night and up early Saturday for the gym and then I headed downtown for a hair appointment. From there I went to T's where we hashed out some things that were left hanging and then we proceeded to drink wine and watch the horses. After the race we headed out to watch the fight. The bar was already super busy when we got there and we ended up sitting at a table with 2 guys we didn't know. They turned out to be really cool and we all got along and bonded over fake tits for most of the night. Tina came and met us and after the fight we headed to YBP for more drinks. T was hammered at this point and I pretty much had to carry him home and put him to bed. I headed back to the bar because Tina had stayed. We headed to Glowbal for one more and then we both went home.

I was back at T's by about midnight, so it was an early night. We got up ridiculously early Sunday morning and I came home to grab some things I needed and then we went for breakfast, back home for NASCAR watching, went for a drive to look at Porsche's, downtown for quick shopping, The Keg for a late lunch/early dinner, to a movie, out for a walk and home for the SNL special that was on. It is amazing what you can accomplish when you get up at the crack of dawn!! It was a great day all in all.

I do recommend people that live in Vancouver go see Everything's Gone Green. It is a movie that is all shot in Vancouver and is actually based in Vancouver. It isn't exciting or earth-shattering but entertaining and the few Vancouver cliches are something only Vancouverites would get. Though I am quite sure I don't know anyone that has actually used boxes of Kraft Dinner as wall decorations. (sidebar: only Canadians call it Kraft Dinner...it is just macaroni and cheese everywhere else). (Sidebar 2: I haven't eaten Kraft Dinner in over 10 months!!!) I must be Canadian if I can actually recall the last time I ate that crap!

I must run because there is a very interesting social experiment on TV that is both thought provoking and timely. Yeah yeah, I am watching The Bachelor...get over it!

Scary Scary Stuff

I have a love of all things MTV Canada. In case you haven't watched MTV in the last 4 years...it no longer shows music videos it is pretty much all reality TV and that is it. Some of the shows are just plain heinous. I am particularly enjoying on of the newer shows "Engaged and Underage". These kids (think under 19) (!) are getting married. Every person in their lives tells them how dumb they are and advises against the ridiculousness, but they all get married anyway. I have yet to see a couple that I think will make it past 2 years of marriage. They live at home, some have kids and none have money. Why God why??? I guess everyone thinks they will marry that person they think they love for the first time. Thank god very few of us do it. Can you imagine being in your thirties and being married to the person you dated at 16? Good god...bring on the trailer park! Not to mention you can't even go to the bar for your stag party! Blasphemous!

And ya to me for all the good things happening this week! One of which is my new addiction to Facebook. This may be the best time waster ever! Like I need another one. People I haven't seen or heard from in years are coming out of the woodwork. So crazy.

My future husband is fighting tomorrow night and I am so excited. I love boxing and when Oscar fights I am enthralled and scared all at the same time. I really don't want his gorgeous face ruined for our wedding photos, but he is so sexy when he is pounding the crap out of his opponent. Before this I am planning a day of watching the Kentucky Derby. I know...I am addicted to the sports. Now that the Canucks are out I need something to bide my time. I have always loved the Triple Crown races and the horse races will always take me back to the funniest moment I think I have ever witnessed in my life. It was a lovely day at the track in a private box with an open bar with old company. Everyone was getting trashed and generally having a wonderful time...I hit on the amazingly hot 24-year old bartneder (who later called!) and all was good.

Erin decided she needed some "fresh air" and asked the barteneder if it would be OK to get some of the said "fresh air" out on the patio. Bartender looks super stunned (hot, but not so smart) and wonders aloud why Erin is asking his permission to go out on the patio to get fresh air. After some very overt hand actions and him still not getting what she is asking she decides to show him the "stuff" and proceeds to open her Tupperware container (I am sure Tupperware does not approve of this use of their product, by the way)and spill the "stuff" all over the bar, in the ice tub, all over the lemons and limes and the floor. I literally fell on the floor and thought I was going to die of laughter. I have never in my life laughed harder than this without the aid of mushrooms. It took me about 2 hours to stop laughing...I was crying and had mascara all over me from the tears. They had to change out the entire bar before they could serve more drinks even though we tried to convice them that it would only make the drinks better. They were not down with that at all.

These, my friends, are the types of things one would miss out on if married at 18. Thinking about it now, maybe that isn't such a bad thing afterall. I guess I should also mention that I will dedicate this post to Erin who is turning thirtysomething tomorrow. What more appropriate place for her to be than in Amsterdam to celebrate. I love that girl!

Waiting on Sandra who is coming by to grab me to attend Colt's birthday BBQ. It will be an early night for me. I am planning an early morning workout followed by vodka, horses and boxing. God, I love my unmarried life!

God damnit

So, here we are down 3-1 in the series. I am not surprised...actually the only thing I am surprised about is how close the games have been and that we have actually won one. We are a hurtin team and having the hardest time on the power play. Anyway, last night was very sad. The best part of the evening was the end of it. Leanne and I went to Our Place to watch the game and eat and have drinks. I was sucking back the vodka/waters pretty well and was expecting a large bill at the end of the night. There were only 2 on the bill and it was also missing a glass of red I had to soothe my overtime blues. Anyway, I realized on the way home that I am pretty sure I only had 2 vodka/waters and the other 5 were just water. They didn't taste like booze and I was stone sober. I don't think there was a deal at all. It all worked out well anyway as I didn't want to get hammered and I was up early this morning for the gym. All good in the end.

I am supposed to have my first baseball game tonight, but the weather is absolute shiite. I am kind of thinking it may not happen...although as I type this it appears the sun just came out. WTF??? Either way, it will not be a warm night for ball and considering I missed our practice I am going to be a tad rusty. I miss our prcatices every year and the coach always "punishes" me by putting me last in the batting order and then I go 5 for 5 and am the lead off hitter in the second game. It happens every year.

Every time I get to update this I really don't feel like typing...maybe more later.