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No particular reason... Aimee. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dee-Dee's Big Year.

January: go to Vegas. See Cirque du Soliel, dolphins, over priced food, knives. February: Still in Vegas. Boss is being terrible, makes me cry in hotel room. Not pretty. Decide to quit my job and take whirlwind backpacking trip around Europe.March: Take pictures of my dogs in the snow. Bask in unemployment. Fly to London and begin trip.April: Go to Paris! Come home. May: Continue to be an unemployed bum living off of my mother. Read a lot outdoors.

June: Get a temporary job as a receptionist. Get another part time job as a receptionist at a chiropractor's clinic.July: Friends surprise me with birthday party at the lake. Drunken kayaking, skinny dipping, copious amounts of alcohol ensues.August: Get hired on full time at my work! Huzzah.

September-November: I don't really remember. Quit my second job. Just sort of a haze of concerts and working. See Bob Dylan, Neil Young, Death Cab for Cutie, Feist, Hayden, Jason Collett.. am I missing anyone? Fall in love with numerous men, egg salad, and boy hair. Am nicknamed Dee-Dee at a concert.

December: Lunch dates. Boys phone numbers. Christmas.

Ballroom Dancing Class I Asked About.

Today I was sick and I wanted to sleep but everyone kept phoning me. Now I'm ornery. I'm currently trying to clean my room, but I'm only acheiving masterful procrastination. Here's a pretty picture:Also, I've been listening to a Tyler Hilton song on repeat all day. I should feel lame about it, but I'm very okay with it and don't care what other people think. I also listened to Macy Gray yesterday. I think I love her.

And if I had a boyfriend today it would Gio. I'm firmly in Camp Gio. That probably means nothing to any of you. Start watching Ugly Betty!

For A Second There I Thought You Disappeared.

Current Favorites
Television show: Ugly Betty
Band: Coconut Records
Sleeping position: fetal
Book: The Flying Troutmans
Letter: B
Holiday: New Years
Smell: vanilla
Song: Mama by Coconut Records
Sound: sleep
Gift: giving
Thing to say: wicked
Golden Girl: Betty White

Christmas Highlights.

Christmas Eve:
-getting drunk at work
-going out for lunch after work with Aimee, Jenn and Matt
-doing shots at 1:30 in the afternoon
-continuing to be drunk in the afternoon
-meeting a guy who grew up in Saskatchewan, but then moved to Boston, then Las Vegas which resulted in an old-timey accent
-getting a phone number from said boy!
-phoning the number to be funny, but then getting no answer
-getting a phone call back from the boy (Mike)

Christmas Day:
-my iPod dies (bad highlight)
-crashing Aimee's Christmas for a couple of minutes
-driving to Yorkton on the gorgeously unslippery highways
-playing Scrabble with cousins
-late night talks at the kitchen table
-sleeping in my cousins bed and talking about boys with her

Boxing Day:
-screaming Phantom of the Opera at the top of my lungs while driving into the city for early morning shopping
-seeing Erin Nelson at Wal-Mart
-Gilmore Girls! So much Gilmore Girls.
-eating buns, macaroni salad, brocoli salad, perogies and dessert for breakfast
-watching "The Philadelphia Story" with my grandma
-driving home
-continuing to boxing day shop
-solidifying plans for my mother's birthday party
-wrapping presents for my friends

Tomorrow:
-sleeping in
-copious amounts of t.v. watching
-not having to leave my house for the first time in weeks!

Merry Christmas! Let's do this again in two weeks, shall we?

To All The Player's Out There.

We had Christmas this weekend. Have you ever seen that commerical with Hubert the cat, but he's actually a man? Meet my Uncle Hubert.. I mean Larry. (You give me vegetables, I give you the cold shoulder. But you give me meat, and I'm talking protein here and we'll get along just fine.)
My geeky cousin Alanna. Sadly this was the best picture of us. Alanna's on the left in her million dollar lululemon sweater.This is the entranceway to one of my workplaces. The picture turned out really dark, but I always think it looks really pretty anyway.This is a picture of me at my mother's Christmas sweatshop that she set up in our kitchen.

The Times They Are A Changin'

I've had such a fantastic couple of days. Well, yesterday was kind of lame because our pipes froze so I woke up to a foot of shitty water in our bathtub, but they were fixed by lunchtime so I came home and had a shower for lunch. I talked to my cousin Alanna and made plans for Christmas today. I'm going to be driving up to Yorkton Christmas morning and staying there for a couple of days I think.

I couldn't stop thinking about Aimee's birthday party today, namely that wangster boy who was horribly endearing. I think I feel a list coming on:

11 Awesome Things Jesse's Girl Did.. or Has:
1. Sat on me.
2. J.G: We should dance.
A.B: I don't dance. I suck at it.
J.G: We're white. We're supposed to suck at dancing.
3. Held hands to keep warm.. and to be holding hands.
4. Touched me more than was necessary.
5. Told me I smelled nice.
6. Made fun of me.
7. Could take it when I made fun of him.
8. Told me I could get his number from Kayla if I wanted it.
9. Truck.
10. Biceps... secret lovely biceps!
11. Was kind of wangster-ish, but also pleasantly surprising and funny.

In conclusion, I feel like he's the type of boy who could grow a beard in a day, plow fields and take me in a manly fashion. God, I'm totally sixteen... or in a horrible romance novel.

Zip Your Mouth.

Things I know that I shouldn't say out loud because my friends might look at me weirdly, but has to be said anyway:

I should have gone home with Jesse tonight.

Sunfilled Rooms.

I was driving home from work the other day, when all of a sudden it was snowing inside my car (it must have been coming in the vents?) and it was really pretty... and cold.

I'm still sick and it's starting to suck. I've been sick since last Sunday. Wuh wuh.

I finally started using my beautiful new wool. I sort of forgot how to knit for awhile but now I'm back on track and it's so much fun.

My family is having Christmas next Saturday to accomodate Alyson and Trevor. Because we're always accomodating Trevor and Alyson. I'm still really excited to see my cousin Alanna, and my Grandma, and I guess everyone else too. Mainly Alanna though. Ooooh. We're finally going to meet the elusive Joel (Alanna's boyfriend) so that should be interesting. I kind of always thought she was making up, except for the fact that I've seen pictures of him. I miss her old boyfriend, Sterling.

Thursday I took the bus home from work as usual. There was this kid who was probably about thirteen or fourteen and when he got off at his stop he chased the bus for a block. It was awesome.

My mother is talking about lemon gin in the next room. I don't know why.

Sick Bed Wonderings.

Is it weird that I don't think I believe in God, but still feel like I'm going to hell for saying that?

I hate the way Ross says wanted. Ever time he says it I want to strangle him a little. Yes, I realize that he's a fictional character.

When is Alyson going to bring me the next Twilight book? Team Edward, by the way. Although I only just finished the second book.

When will zombies finally attack? Out of the group who will be the first to go? My money is on Clair. No offense, I just think you need to become more aware... and fast.

I really hope the rage never becomes a thing. I don't like it.

Is there a parking spot for me at work tomorrow?

What is wrong with this new wool that I bought the other day. I can't fucking cast-on and it's pissing me off.

Things I Am.

a girl.
going to be sick.
human.
doing laundry.
thinking of ways to get out of joining the YMCA.
broke.
smart sometimes.
full of pomegranate.
back to hating certain people at my office.
feeling sad for Joe.
wishing people didn't say RIP all the time.

Things I Am Not.

a boy.
feeling well.
a vampire.
in love.
asleep.
able to take pictures with my eyes.
in the possesion of any string.
stupid.

Toasted.

I got hammered at the work Christmas party this afternoon. I really hope I don't get fired on Monday.

A side note to the side note: Never ever wear plaid and then a striped Christmas themed tie with Santa Clause ice fishing.

Things I drank at work:
1. vodka cranberries.
2. a hell of a lot of tequilla.
3. dark rum and orange juice. Never again.

A big thank-you goes out to Clair for the designated drive home at 4:45 this afternoon! THANK YOU.

No Vacancy.

I was going to describe my day as great but the good things sort of cancel the bad things and vice versa.

I woke up and went to work. Just another day.

I'm not going to be covering lunches at the other building. Bad day.

I found this free domain site where you can read books online. Good day.

I copied 1984 into a word document and printed it out in 25 page intervals throughout the day so no one would get suspicious. Great Day.

Tomorrow we're setting up the Christmas tree at work! And drinking booze! Andrew's bringing tequilla and he said we're going to do shots! Stupendous day.

It's really cold outside. Still a great day.

My house is messy and I don't want to clean it. Good day.

It was dark when I left my house this morning and it was dark when I got home. I don't feel like I have any time to get things done. Bad day.

I live in a free country that is not ruled by Big Brother*. Just another day.




*Yet!

Parking Tickets and Unwalked Dogs.

I got my first parking ticket the other day which blew. I'm disputing it though because I wasn't actually parked illegally. Well, I wasn't parked illegally when they said I was. It's a long story, that I'm not going to go into.

Today at work I realized how much it stifles me. I can't do anything or really be myself because I'm totally crazy and everyone else probably voted for Stephen Harper. Speaking of Harper, coalition? What, what? I don't really know what I want to happen with that.

Metric is playing in Saskatoon on December 16th and I REALLY REALLY WANT TO GO. But I know I can't, so I'm kind of bummed. I'll get over it.

My dogs and I had a lovely time driving around town last night. So fun.