Fuzzy blue monster...

Just at home relaxing after taking a long hot shower. The cold rain makes me crave them. Instead of my usual hankering for the deadly Pizza Pops, I am making myself a chicken burger, complete with tomatoes and lettuce for nutrients. I did hear the call in the frozen food isle, but defiantly walked the other way. Pizza Pops cannot enter my freezer or my stomach for at least a month. Or less. My new thirsty towel which I bought on sale has left me looking like Grover. It is dark blue and the fluffy, before I used it. Now I am dark blue and fluffy. Oh well, I kinda like the look. Suitable for winter. I had a fun weekend which included dancing the night away at the Portuguese/Latin club Mana, celebrating my friend Ghazaleh's B-day. Below, Me and Ghazaleh: Sorry to all the Rico Suaves who tried to dance with me. Although you are very tempting in your extra-small Canadian leaf mini-tee's and impossible to understand accents, I am taken and that includes no contact with strange, exotic men. With incredibly bad breath, might I add. Other than ducking the odd punches thrown here and there by jealous boyfriends and dramatic girlfriends, it was a pretty good night. Below, left to right, some dude, Ghazaleh's cousin, Ani and her big head, Naim above, Ghaz, Ola and me with my natural blue hair. We went to a chinese restaurant afterwards (3am?) where me an Ola had fun with chopsticks and embarrasing everyone who was with us. She slept over, which was the perfect end to the night. I love it when I end up with Ola in my bed at the end of the night ;) But seriously, I sleep sooo much better with someone else in my bed. I'm not sure why, I guess I just feel safe and cozy. In the morning, I woke up to find her and my smelly used socks gone. She lost hers somewhere in my room, and took my dirty ones from the floor, which is beyond me because I have a drawer full of clean ones that she could have helped herself to. Nevertheless, it was a good weekend followed by shopping with Mel (who bought me monkey earrings) and a visit to my parents (where I ate chocolate chip icecream and looked for husbands for Mel on the internet hee hee)
Chicken burger is burnt, look what you have done.

Oh brother, where art thou...

So I have yet another day off. But instead of in a car with Bargain Harrold-ina, I am on my butt in my apartment. The kitchen is clean, the bathroom scrubbed, and my place deviod of my brother who was supposed to visit me at 2. We were supposed to look at rats and make fun of the downtown crazies together, but he is not here. Instead, I am watching a TV movie in my beer shirt and track pants. The only food in my cuoboards is Alphaghetti and Mr. Noodles. Alas, I am hungry and alone again. If anyone happens to see this boy wandering around downtown, please call me. He is most likely lost.

All in good fun...

I'm at my parents house. I have the day off tomorrow, and I will be spending it with my mom and every grocery store within a 20 mile radius. *sigh*. I really wish I could plan something really spectacular for one of these days I have off, but for now, I will just volunteer my time driving around Bargain Harrold-ina, that being my mom. But it's the only time I get to spend with her, so I enjoy it. Onto more important things... I see alot of people out there who are really miserable. People who complain daily about their lives. People who drink too much or get high too often to escape reality. I always tell people that things could be worse and to be grateful for the life they have. I have come to this simple conclusion through the means of face contortion. Try it and you will never be ungrateful again. Just look in the mirror and make the ugliest face you can, and then think, "I could look like this, but I don't. People would throw things at me if I looked like this, but I don't. Babies would throw up and cry if I looked like this, but I don't." I have included some exhibits for you to get the general idea.
Exhibit A: I could look like this-

See? Get the idea? Try out a few faces. Brace yourself, here comes Exhibit B:

Exhibit C:

And that's what makes me feel better when I am down. It may seem a little superficial, because not looking like a hideous monster isn't the most important thing in life, but it does help. It also works if you are trying to annoy your boyfriend, girlfriend, family, or just about anyone who looks in your general direction.

I leave you with my final exhibit; the Ice Cream Monster, that of which I am happy of being-

Everybody has lots to smile about! (Except if you look anything like the above photos).

Coming soon: How to appreciate your boyfriends/girlfriends through a similar method.

When enough is enough...

After a long day of slugging through work with my bloated, aching belly (monthly friend) I find myself at home exchanging telepathic thoughts with the Pizza Pops in my freezer. "Eat me". No, I should make something healthy. "I require little work to make." No, I ate a whole small pizza yesterday, I really should eat something else other than processed pizza. "You can make me tastier with hot sauce. I taste so good with hot sauce and you know it." Yes, but so does everything else on this planet, you're not so special. "You'll have to clean dishes if you make anything else." Ok, that convinced me. So I heat up my delicious-with-hot-sauce Pizza Pops and scarf two down in 5 minutes flat. The box indicated that if I so desired, I could have 2 pizza snacks. It didn't mention anything about having more than 2. I realise that this could potentially be a disclaimer, discouraging any eating of more than 2 pizza pops. But on the box, they are referred to as snacks, therefore, 2 would be a snack, 4 a meal. Or so I thought. My appetite had only grown more for the pizza filled pastry after I had eaten the two. I didn't want that gooey feeling to stop. I raced to the freezer and foolishly threw in my last 2 pizza pops into the microwave, thinking I was a genius to make a pizza snack into a meal. Halfway through the first of my 3rd pop, I begin to realise this was a bad idea. Everything starts to have that same pasty taste. Eating has now become a chore and I have only myself to blame. I push the last of my fourth pizza pop into my mouth with my index finger and unbutton my pants with my free hand. I have a full, aching stomach and no more pizza pops in the freezer to last me the rest of the week, all because of one moment of greediness. There is a lesson to learn in all of this. If the instructions on the back of the box refer to a specific amount of food inside, stick to it. The box knows what it's talking about. To those who read this to the end, you truly have a connection with me. To those who didn't, congratulations on your sane, happy state.

Sunday Bloody Sunday

The weekend has come and gone, and all I have to show for it is a still messy room. Friday I went skateboarding with a girl I met off of Craigslist, who wanted to learn how to skateboard. She bought hers off of Ebay for $50, which was a great deal as it is a good board. So we went around the Annex area and she is a natural. I didn't have to teach her anything, she just got on and that was that. We had a great time and had coffee and cake at Future Bakery afterwards. I went home and realized I had nothing to do that night. I rented Batman Begins and bought the Spongebob Squarepants movie for $10. I got home and checked my mail, and was just about to put the movie on when Ola called. Thankfully, she was in the area and saved me from boredom that night. She came over around 12 and we talked till 2. It was great, we didn't have to go anywhere or spend lots of money, we just sat and talked and laughed like normal people on a Friday night. The only hangover I had the next day was from too much laughing and chocolate. Don't get me wrong, I'm not knocking drinking, it's just nice to enjoy someone else's company without ending the night by puking in an alleyway (or all over yourself). Yesterday we went to the Royal Winter Fair at the Exhibition. Lucky for us, Gand and I snuck through the re-entry door so we wouldn't have to shell out $17 each to sample bitter wine and pet cows and pigs. Gand was tired and cranky throughout the whole thing, so I was glad to leave with Mel Gerard and Ani who mysteriously ended up with cow manure on her jacket. I've finally gotten around to cleaning my hole of a room, and it's shaping up nicely. Now, all that's left for the weekend is the Sunday cartoon lineup at 8 pm and snuggling with Gand til I fall asleep. Or until he stops snoring. Whichever comes first.

Ugh rearranged spells hug

Which is what I need right now. I was trying to organize a bar night, but it seems that everyone is either too cheap or too busy to go. Which is fine by me. Maybe I'll go by myself. Ok, I could never do that, never mind. God, if I knew this was going to happen, I would have rented a movie or something. I hate sitting at home with nothing to do. It makes me nervous. Ok, I need a part time job. Or maybe I can clean my room.

Well, only a few more days and I'm going to the Royal Winter Fair! I think I'm more excited to be with my favourite people in the world all together. Gand, Mel, Ani and now Gerard. I'm looking forward to seeing cows and horses. Who wouldn't be???
On a sad note, my boss just told us she's leaving in 3 weeks for an amazing job she got. The sucky part is that she is the best boss I've ever had. You don't hear too many people saying that about their bosses. She really was (is) cool though. She's the kind of person who would stick up for you and go out of her way for you no matter what. And I don't think there's one negative bone in her body, and if there is, she would never show it towards her staff. Needless to say, she is irreplaceable. She's the kind of person that you want to see good things happen to, because she is such a good person. So even though we're going to miss her, we're all so happy and excited for her and her new job. I'm not sure how we're going to deal with the change, but I'm sure anyone who takes her place (even if they're only half as great as she is) will be welcomed. Ok, I'm going to see who I can round up for tonight, as I really don't want to stay home :(
More later.

There is a first time for everything

Well, here it is. My blog. For those of you who would like to know what's going on with me without having to actually talk to me, this is for you. And of course, my friends for whom I will be the spokesperson to document all of our crazy adventures, if we ever come across any that is! Hmmm, where to start... Well, my username is Isis (don't know why I chose it, it just sounds pretty!) I've just had a pretty bad meal of chicken curry gravy and basmati rice, compliments of the cafeteria in my workplace. Think of melted plastic, and tamarind, and you have what I've just eaten. Mind you, I think it was more the rice I cooked from home in my newly-bought-from-Honest-Ed's rice cooker. It was $15, ok? How was I to know that the rice would taste like how the packaging smells, even after numerous washings? Never mind, I'm over it now. Well my roommate (we'll call her Joan) is going off to Bermuda without me, but I wouldn't be able to afford it anyways. Needless to say, the place will seem empty without her. I just hope that my imagination doesn't get the best of me and I start imagining ghosts and closet monsters again. I'll end off here, only because anything else I write from this point onward will no doubt be pretty boring. Wait, I've pretty much just described my lunch, so I think this whole entry is pretty boring. *Sigh* not a good start. I promise I'll have some good stuff to write about next time... if there is a next time...