Friday, December 4, 2009

best friends

Spending every day with my beloved bf is making me like him even more. He's totally stepped up (quit drinking/pot/almost nicotine) and proven that I'm the lucky one in this relationship.

I would brag about everything he does for me on a daily basis, but then he might read this and realize that most boyfriends don't do all of the cooking, cleaning, bed-making, laundry, massaging, errand running...

I've said too much. Enjoy these photos. Ignore the bruise on my arm. He isn't abusive, unless you consider the odd elbow-to-the-chompers, while I'm tickling him, "abuse".





Thursday, December 3, 2009

carnivore

I am soooooo full of meat right now. The bf made amazing (and huge) burritos for us this afternoon, and then we went out for wings a few hours later. My tummy hates me right now.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

I'm being followed

On Sunday, Tim dragged me up to the NW to his cousins house. He wouldn't listen to me when I told him what train station we needed to get off at, so we ended up walking about 15 blocks through the slushy, icy, cold streets. I was not in a great mood.

As I'm walking down 16th ave with the sun in my eyes and (probably) a scowl on my face I get a text message saying "reports of you on 16th". No big deal, right? Wrong. The text came from a friend on the other side of the country!

Apparently some girl who I don't know saw me and got excited about it. So she called our mutual friend back home. For some reason, this put me in an even worse mood. People piss me off and I'd make a terrible celebrity. Grumble grumble.

Sunday, November 29, 2009

cinema

I'm still on my foreign film kick. I'd love to sit down and write long reviews of each film, but I won't. Instead, I'll just post them in order from best to worst with some thoughts.


"Prete-Ma Ta Main" appears to be a typical romantic comedy, but don't judge a DVD by it's cover. I liked it. A whole lot.


"Coco Avant Chanel" is a great film. It's worth watching even if you don't care about fashion at all. Audrey Tautou is one of my favourite french actresses. I think you have the option of viewing it in english.


"Marion Bridge" isn't exactly foreign. It's set in my home province, which is what drew me to it in the first place. If you want to see a young Ellen Page, and like interesting low-budget films, check it out.


"La Pointe Courte" is a french film from the fifties. It's lovely.


"Chop Shop" is another non-foreign film. It made me sad, and grateful for what I have.


"La Moitie Gauche Du Frigo" was the big let-down of the week. It dragged on and on. Good try Quebec. I did get a kick out of the Canadian french though. I guess that's a plus.

I'm trying to take a break from all of the foreign films. I think that the french is driving my roommates mad.

Saturday, November 28, 2009

what's on the menu

breakfast: reese puffs cereal, sans milk.

lunch: macdonalds 10pc nuggets, fries, jr chicken, rootbeer.

dinner: betty crocker (rainbow bits) cake batter, kettle chips, reese puffs cereal.

my body pretty much hates me. I should do something about it. I will. maybe.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

sun and snow

Yesterday was a great day. It was 15 degrees, and sunny. Mr Nason and I strolled around the city. We did some window shopping, stopped at starbucks for peppermint mocha lattes (although was should have had frappachinos), bought a new macbook, stocked up on pens and a new sketchbook at the art store on 17th ave, got my skateboard (which made it all the way across the country) from my brother, and wait! REEEWIND..."bought a new macbook"?

Yeah, I thought it was time for a new laptop. Mr. Nason doesn't have one of his own, so he gets my trusty old one, and I get a shiny new mac. I'm a lucky girl. I have a mild case of computer lust. I think it looks good on my bedside table.


While yesterday was all sunshine and rainbows, today was snowflakes and Uggs. It was pretty and dream-like, and I wanted rosy-cold cheeks so we walked all the way down 7th to the library and the pawn shop. Mr. Nason told me that I looked like I was going to rob a bank in my black turtleneck and touque. I didn't. Instead we slip-slided our way down the street together, holding hands and watching our breath in the air.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

what did you say?

Walking to the train on our way home this evening, Mr Nason asked me if we could swing by the bookstore so that he could buy "Nick Lachey's" lastest book.
Okay, what he really said was "Rinpoche's" latest book, but it sounded like "Nick Lachey" and I sure did laugh at him.