* DUE TO THE DEATH OF MY HARD DRIVE, SUE IN REVIEW WILL NOT BE UPDATED FOR A LITLE WHILE, BUT SHOULD RETURN WITHIN THE WEEK, HOPEFULLY*

sorry about that.
Susie

My vacation can now be calculated into hours which makes me sad, but at the same time, I think I'll be happy to go back to work, just to have something to do. I'm bored outta my mind here at home. At least if i had energy to do something then it would be a different story, but it just didn't work out that way....

Yesterday was the most dull of them all. I had that restless feeling that I didnlt know exactly what I wanted to do, I just knew that I wanted to do something..... So after much complaining andwalking in circles, my mum suggested we go for a drive somewherre. So she got out the maps and we decided to go to Carillion and then to Lachute . We drove throught St-Palcide, St-Andre and St-Benoit (Mirabel) where I grew up and it was so nice to go back. We don't drive there much but when we do, i love it. The smell is what does it for me. The country there smells like fresh cut grass, dirt, and a little hint of horse. I love the smell of horses, I love horses. We passes a farm that was by the edge of the road and we had to stop so I could pet them. These two youngish ones came running to the gate and were frantically sniffing my pockets and rubbing their velvety noses in my face. Then one of them pulled a Mr.Ed and was showing me his teeth and his lips were flaping around, it was quite the show. Anyways, I pet them for quite some time and then we were off to the dam where the Ottowa river runs through. Dispite the windy and cold weather and the slight car sickness, we had lots of fun. We talked about the people we used to know there, and our memories...Ahhh memory lane.....

Got home late in the afternoon and didn'tt do much else. I did however have the best sleep ever last night. I slept on the sofa/couch and it was like night and day. For one, I fell asleep very fast, didn't wake up once and when I did, all my covers were still on me! So I think I'm going to do the same tonight.

I finally watched 'Run Lola Run'. My brother lent it to me like ages ago adn I'm happy I saw it. It was really good and although I don't think it's the type of movie everyone would like, I still recomend it. I rented 'ICO' for the ps2. Have to say, I don't like it much. It was tricky to figure out, the manual was no help and I just found myself turning it off after only an hour or so, which usually means I don;t like it. It's the true test of a game for me, if I keep at it for more than an hour, it's good, otherwise, I return it.

It's getting late-ish so I'd better get to bed. I got to go into town tomorrow to deliver a cheesecake to my brother (for a friends birthday) and I want to go shopping a little, maybe even surprise Aniter and go to lunch...We'll see.

Good night.

Vacation days left: 2

I think I've reached a plateau as far as feeling better is concerned. It would seem that I'm not really getting better, or worse, just staying the same.

So lets see, friday night we were suposed to go out for Sylvie's birthday. So the birthday girl came over to my house to get ready. Because Sylvie didn't have the car for that evening, we had to rely on her friend Cathy to drive us around. Cathy also invited he boyfriend Johnathan ( that neither of us really know, how nice). I had originally suggested that we go downtown (by train) to a restaurant and then we could go to the Paramount to see the Cameron Diaz movies that Sylvie really wanted to see, but as it turned out, Cathey didn't feel like going donwtown, so since Sylvies can't speak up for herself for some reason, she said that she doesn't want to go downtown either and that she want s to stay local, which means going out to Laval. So Cathy and her boyfriend arrive at my house on time for once and she (Cathy) says that we are going to eat at La Chitarra, which is a VERY expensive Italian reataurant in St-Eustache, like $30 for a meal expensive. And just that morning, Cathy was telling Sylvie that she wouldn't be able to pay for her (Sylvie's)dinner cause she's broke. And it was so nice of Cathy to NOT discuss where we were going, coinsidering it's not at all her birthday... So Sylvie finally speaks up and says she'd rather go somewhere on boulevard St-Martin in Laval, fine so we go. But now thta we are there, Sylvie can't decide where she wants to go because since she "doesn't live here anymore she doesmn't know whats around"...I am so fed up of her saying this because yes she moved to Switzerland but she comes here like every other month in the summer and spends the entire school year here, so really she not away for that long so I told her: " NOTHING HAS CHANGED, EVERYTHING IS THE SAME, YOU WERE ONly GONE FOR 2 MONTHS OUT OIF THIS YEARS, YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHATS AROUND HERE, IT'S THE ONLY PLACE WE GO TO EAT!!". I wasn't yelling, but I was definatly getting "upitty". She finaly got the clue and still couldn't decide where to eat and Cathy and Mr. Boring couldn't decide either. So I said "the only place we ever eat here is a t Moe's or Bently's, so which is it?"

Finally the decision is Moe's. And we eat and it's okay and whatever. While Sylvie is in the bathroom, we ask them to bring her cake, so they do and sing her happy birthday and the other waiters were trying to embarras our waiter by saying that he really wanted a kiss from Sylvie and anyways our waiter ran away all embarasses and whatever but Sylvie was like " When are people going to realize that I'm married??" All I could think about was that she's 22 and wears her wedding ring on the opposite hand.. and who the hell would assume that she would be married? She's got to get over this and realize that not everyone is flirting with her and not everyone knows that she's married....

But wait, the fun didn't end there, we spent 30 minutes trying to decided what to do next in the car, but Mr. Boring was very obviously giving the eyes at Cathy meaning that he was tired and ddintl want to do anything so he drove us home, and Sylvie and I watched Elimi-date and then she went home.... Which was fine with me but I felt bad that Sylvie didn't really have much birthday fun, but she also said that she needed to study and didn't really want to do much, so it was sorta her choice.

Yesterday I went fabric shoping with Anita. We walked from Jean Talon metro to her place near Mount Royal metro, we walked for like 4 hours! Needless to say that even thought my new sneaker are really comfy, my feet hurt by the time I got home. We had fun though but it was really cold and I wished that I had had middens, but the cold weather didn't keep us from going to the Dairy Queen for a soft serve. They have a new dipping flavour: caramel. It was enjoyable and a nice change from the chocolate, but it was a little too sweet for me. Unfortunutly we didn't find any fabric but it was fun just the same. So I got home by eight and just about died from exhaustion. My feet hurt, I was crampy, my eyes were burning... So I got into my jammies and watched the t.v for the rest of the evening and then into the moring.. I just couldn't get to sleep. I finally did by four in the morning. So I woke up about two hours ago and haven't done much except walk arounf in circles wondering what I'm going to do today.....

What am I going to do today?

Vacation days left: 4
Level of sickness: 5-6
Level of miserable-ness: 0-1

There has been little to no improvement on the way I feel. It's like every morning when I get up, a new symptom arrives. Yesterdasy it was the running nose, today, the phlemy cough. Just when do I get better? I'm beginning to wonder if I ever will.....

Went out shopping yesterday afternoon with Aniter. I was soo happy to see her. I've missed her and her humour so much since I've been away. It really is too bad that we can't take vacation at the same time...

Our mission: find sneakers. Just the day before, a lady fgrom Foot Locker came by the Gap and gave all the employees a coupon for a 30%-50% discount on shoes. So we headed off there. It took a while but we both found something, actually we both found the same thing... again. They are very bassic white (very white) Nike's with a small black swoosh on either side and on the heel. The deaI we got on thremwas awesome! The shoes were originally $99.99 each, so we got 30% off the towo pair (now $70 each) and then we got an additional 50% off the second pair (one pair was now $35!) So the two together plus the black laces came up to $127.00!!! For two pairs of shoes. Tahnks again Anita for letting me in on such a great deal! I realy wanted Puma's but they only had them with a silver reflective stripe or pink and blue stripes. I want white with black strip and I don't understand why I can't find them. You would think that those would be the most bassic pair and they would have mass quantities of them but noooo, I can't find them anywhere. But I wont give up, I WANT THOSE SHOES! And what Susie wants, Susie gets. Anyways so we both got the same shoes again with the same black laces, but it don't bother me one bit, I find it pretty funny actually. As long as we don't start wearing matching leather jackets and cowboy shirts....oh no...

So after all the shopping madness, we went back to Anita's to prepare to watch Survivah. Marnie joined us too which was fun. I love it when we all get together. We were yaking like it had been years since we had see eachother... Infact we were so into talking tnta we just about talked all the way through Survivah, something we never do. I'm glad to have it on tape so I can re-watch it today. *spoiler comming up for anyone who hasn't watched yet* I was just soo relieved that the tribe finally got it together and voted Ritchard Hatch oops I mean John off. I couldn't handle him anymore. And then he goes and cries like a big o' baby during his last coments:
"Well. Well. Well. So, I am the first member of the jury. I am going to go eat really good food. My abs are incredible. (sobing) I wish I could have done a little bit better. (weeping)You won't be able to retire, Mom. (full out blubbering) I'm sorry, but I made the game and I made the jury.(baby type crying) I did very well and I am proud of myself.(waa waa waa)"
I know I dont speak for myeself when I say: good riddance!

Sunday is Sylvie's twenty second birthday. Yes 22. So tonight I suggested we go out for dinner. I bought her a gift(after much contiplation about getting her any gift at all considering that she hasn' gotten me a gift for my birthday or christmas for the past 2 years). I was going to go out like to a club but I'm really not feeling up to going out and she knows this and for once understands it. So now I'm just waiting for her t return my call and perhaps she'll want to go shopping or something.

I'm sure I post again this evening with the details on my great birtday dinner adventure.

Vacation days left: 6
Level of sickness: 6
Level of miserable-ness: 5

I'm feeling a litle better today. My throat is completely better, no pain, but now I have omore of a stuffy, sneezy cold. But at least I know now all I need is a few more nights of good solis sleep and I should be all better to go back to work next wednesday.

After I dragged myself out of bed this morning, I sat on the back porch and just listened to the thunder for like an hour. I was kind of hoping for a full on thunder storm, but nothing really came of it, it didn't even rain. Stange becasue I used to be so affraid of storms, and now I look foward to them. I used to get so scared that I would take a drink and some food up into my bed and go under the covers withna walkman until it passed. I did this until I was about 12 or 13. Then my sister made me watch a strom from our window and made me realize that it was harmless and nothin gcould happen. I still get a little nervous when it's one of theose really intense summer storms the ones that the thnder is soo loud the house shakes. It's also a little un-nerving to know that the tree across the street has been hit by lighling like 6 times and if it ever feel the wrong way, our house would be flattened....

Played Tony Hawk most of the day. I moved the sofa chair infront of the tv, close enought to be able to change the channel/volume with my toes and just vegged there. I think I played a good 4 hours straight and then I played on and off the rest of the afternoon. I've gotten to all but one level and I got my players stats almost to 100%. I'm suposed to return it tonight, but I'm not. I'm not even going to give them the satisfaction of calling them to let them know. I'll bring it back when I feel good and ready.

Since I was in the skater mood, I watched a show I had taped about a tour that Tony Hawk organized. I don't know whatit is exactly about those skater boys but they are soooo hot! I love them. I think it's because they are just that: boys. I don't like being with "men" or stuck up people, I like boys. I like them to act like dummies and joke around and goof off, that's my kind of man. And what girl can resist Bam Margera?

Sylive said that she'll be comming over soon so I'd better get dressed, it's the least I could do...isn't it?

Vacation days left: 7
Level of sickness: 8 (ten being the highest)
Level of miserable-ness: 11

When I woke up thjis morning, my throat felt like it had been run over by a dumptruck and then dragged through the sahara desert......I also had the privelege of waking up every hour or so to drink water to sooth it and then of course, I had to get up to pee....What's that you say? How am I enjoying my vacation?

I got out of bed by like noon. And just to let you know how sick I am, I didn't even have the energy to play Tony Hawk 3. Now for those of you who don't know me, that's a BIG deal. But later on in the afternoon, I took a shower and put on fresh jammies and felt stong enough to play for a couple of hours. J, if you loved Tony Hawk 2 , then your gonna go balistic for THPS3. The graphics are awesome, the trick kick ass and it has a great soundtrack. Apparently though, THPS3 on the PSone bit, but since I have the luxury of a PS2 (thanks to my loving brother), I get the full experience. And while I was looking up moves on google, I noticed that a fourth Tony Hawk will be comming out most likely early next year or by Christmas.....

So basically I spent another day mostly indoors resting, trying to get rid of this bug I got so I can do the thing I really want to be doing like jogging, working out, pigging out, shopping.........

I toook a dose of dimnetapp about ten minutes ago and now I fee; hot and my hands and legs are buzzing and I feel a little disoriented...(oh nooo high school! ohhhh the memories! the flashbacks! ....) It's getting harder and harrder to concentrate on wehat I;,m doing so I;d better sign off now while I'm still conscious.

Vacation days left: 8

Only eight more vacation days left and of course now I'm sick. It's just my kind of luck. Hopefully it'll pass and i can enjoy the rest of my time off. It's just my throat that really hurts and it's itchy as all hell. My mum brought me home some dimnetap lolypops from her clinic which were very tasty but dinlt relive much of the pain, just occupied my mind for like 10 minutes, which I guess is the point.

Sine I wasn't really feeling so well, I didnlt do very much. I did however watch Mission Impossible 2. It's a good movie and all, but it seemed a little to focussed on Tom Cruise's hair. Mind you that isn't all that bad....And asside from lying misserably on on the couch and muttering "I can't belive I'm sick while on vacation.." I didn;t do much else. Got some fresh air when it came time to take Puppy out for her walk.

Spoke to Sylvie last night and she insisted that we go jogging, dispite the fact that I told her that I had a sore throat and wasn;t feeling so hot, she went on to call me "lazy" and I "should get my ass in gear" ("casue that's what friends are for..."). So more or less to get her off my case, I went out and "jogged" with her. I put jog in quoytes case it seems that to her jogging is sliding your feet across the pavement fast. Her jog was equal to my walk, that's how slow it was, so realy I just fast-walked and that seemed to be enough. But when I got home my throat was killing me from breathing from my mouth and being out of breath. Which is why I didn;t want to go in the first place.

I'm on my way out to got return the game I got last night. I'm not even going to give it a review, it was awful. The jerks at the video store still didn't have Tony Hawk 3 in and I asked when it would be, turens out it was due back last night so I r4eserved it and they were suposed to call when it got in, but here we are 24 hours later and no call......bastards! I just want that game for crist's sake. Is that to much to ask? Apparently, it is.

Time to catch up.

Friday night I went out to a place called Saphir. It's a rock type bar. It was fun but since I wantd to sleep at home, I had to catch a midnight thirty train. I went with my brother and his friends and I was suposed to see my friend Patrick there casue I promissed him I'd go, but he only showed up like ten minutes after I left.

On saturday (yesterday). We got up early to go to Ikea. I hate Ikea but love it at the same time. I guess I just hate going there and pushing my way throught tons of young couple types who are looking for the perfect Aneboda chest of drawers, and of course all the crying kids. Why would you even think your kid would have fun at that place? Hey guess what? There's a thing called a babysitter....So after three grueling hours and me not finding much except a jersey duvet cover on sale for $20 and a mirror, we went home, thank God.

Last night was Bingo night with Anita and Steph. My sister in law Isabelle was suposed to come but the poor girl had to go to Cuba on sunday for 2 weeks and didn't want to be tired..... I sure feel bad for her. Anyways, it was just us three. We had a great time and ate like pigs, well at least I did. None of us won anything, but we sure came close a few times. It's so funny to watch Anita get excited when she gets close to winning. She gasps at every number and taps her blotter, Steph starts saying "dude" twice as often, and me, well I never really came close so I didn't have a chance to get all anxious. There were however these two old ladies sitting across from us who kept making these terible choking/hacking noises after every number was called. It was funny at first, them it was just nauseating. Our bingo caller was a special case too. Everytime he called the numbers out in english, he would kind of wisper them and raise his voice as if he was asking a question... "Beeee eleven?". A good time was had by all even though we didn't win a darn thing.

I caught the ten fivety train home and was in time to watch SNL with the Rock. Oh God...he sucked. I no longer have any sort of crush on him. Not only was he wearing bohemian type shirts but he forgot most of his lines and the ones he did remember, he messd up. Sorry Rock, but I guess there's reason that your movie career hasn't taken off- oh yeah, that reaon being oh course that YOU SUCK AS AN ACTOR! Stick to the wrestling. And who was that terrible band? Jesus! Itkept flipping channels between ER and mad tv.... how dissapointing. Now I have to find a new crush...

Today I plan on renting Tony Hawk 3, assuming of course that the asshole owner is done with it and has put it back on the shelf. After that I'm most likely going to watch a movie, either "Run Lola Run" or "Mission Impossible 2".......haven't made up my mind yet. Considering that it's already 15h47, I'd better get moving. I only got up like an hour or so ago and am still in my jammies...That right, you heard me, I got up at two in the afternoon. Something I haven't done since high school. I did go to bed a four though, so I got a good solid ten hour sleep.

I did have a terrible nightmare though. I dreamt that my mum and I were outside in the yard and I saw a bomb comming down and hitting the lake by our house. But in my dream it was more of an ocean so when it hit it made a huge tidal wave and I was screaming and crying and my mum came to me and held my am and said not to let go. I held on to her and waited for the wave to take us, the first mini wave picked us up and my mum started to say that she loved me and everything sas going to be okay and then the big wave hit us and that was it. Thankfully I woke up at that point. My heart was racing so fast and I had tears in my eyes. I was too scared to even move. I was glad that my puppy was there so I could hug her and not be alone. It was one of the scarriest dreams I think I've ever had. I think it was especialy scary becasue it could potentially happen. But I'd rather not think about it and just try and forget all about it, which is why I'm going to distract myself with games and movies today.

How shocking, CHOM is palying Pink Floyd on a sunday afternoon. Who could have predicted that?

* I was checking out my visit log and most of them have been comming from people doing other searches. These are my favorites:
do a google search for:
"tiggy doy"
"pictures of miss mexico"
"my pet dog is fucking me hard and fast"
"cute white fuck neighbor"

and my site pops up, how nice.

Feel like pissing in your pants? Then look at THIS

VACATION STARTS TODAY
Last night was Kart night. Unfortunutly I didn't do as well as I could have. We went to Eurokarting on De La Savane. We've been there before, infact it's the first place I've ever been go-karting. But the first time was awful becasue they had closed all the outside doors and the ventilation was crap and I almost barfed after becasue of the fumes. But last night, because it wa so nice and mild out, they had the two garage doors open as well as the fans so the air was acceptable. It was my brother Chris, eight of his "friends" from work and myself. I remembered a few of them from previous karting trips casue they all liked to smash into me and run me off the road, but most of them I didn't know, even Chris didn't seem to know all his "friends"....

We got there and suited up in out race gear and then the "kid" that runs the place gave us a 15 minute lecture on rules and made us walk throught the track, telling us when to let go of the gas, when to brake, what to do, what not to do.....too many rules if you ask me.

So the race got uner way and we were suposed to have a five minute warm up and then a fiveteen minute qualifying race, but since there were too many accidents during the warn up, they let us run twenty minutes non-stop. I got the black flag for suposedly going to fast up the ramp....They guy was going to hold me for a five minute penalty but I told him I didn't do it on purpose, I'm sorry blah,blah blah, lie,lie,lie.... So he let me go after like a minute. I finished 7th in the qualifying race, which totally sucked and I know I would have done better but since I crashed like a hundred times and got that dam black flag, I lost like 4 laps and tons of time.
*Top speed for qualifying race: 51.7 km/h
*Best lap time for qualifying race: 0:31:34

So it was on to the actual race and I had to start seventh.Things were going okay except for the fact that I didn't get the same kart as last time and now I had to get used to the new one. I really didn't like it at all, it skid all over and it took sooooo long to gain speed. And since thid kart didn't have a cushion on the seat like my other one did, my elbow got caught a few times between the seat and me which made it hard to turn at times. Things were going well, until I wiped out and got a three minute lecture from the kid about not pushing on the gas until I've completely exited the turns and slowing down so "I don't loose control".....Okay buddy, whatever you say...asshole. So I lost two laps from his lecture and then I lost whatever beat I had and I just kept spinning out and getting into accidents so the race basically went downhill from there. I ended up finishing 8th. I know that if that woman Sophie would have just let me by when she got the blue passing flag I could have maybe gone up to 6th place, but things din't work out that way. Chris came in a very close second. But he was a good sport about it. Didn't seem to mind really. I guess It's only when he looses to the German boy (Hans) that he gets upset...( check out Chris's stats here...scroll over to the right)
*Top speed for final race: 53.1 km/h
*Best lap time for final race: 0:30:50

All in all it was a ton of fun and I can't wait to go again. It cost $35 and we were racing for about 30-35 minutes total. But I think I prefer the In Kart place we went to the time before. They had cooler suits with sponsors on them and better ventilation.

And now today I'm left with the stench of exhasut pipe on all my clothes and myself. My lungs feel like I smoke a pack of cigarettes, my back aches, the palms of my hands burn and my feet hurt, but besides that I'm feeling good and if we could, I'd go back tonight.

More later

One more work day and then I'm on holiday until the 24th. No I'm not travelling anywhere and I'm tired of everyone asking me where I'm going. Do I have to go anywhere to be on vacation? Isn't being away from work vacation enough? I though so but apparently I'm wrong and therefore I'm only taking time off and not on holiday. Holiday, vacation, time off call it what you want. The fact still remains that I'm not waking up at six thirty in the morning and draging myself off to work for the next week and half. Anyways, a vacation to me is THIS for 11 days straight.

It's been a really nice day out. I'm not the type who "ooh's" and "ahh's" about the weather, but for the first time, I found myself wishing for warm summer weather. This is very unlike me becasue I tend to favour the winter weather more than the over-heater summers. But when I got dressed this morning I was so bumed out to still have to put a jacket on. I miss just dressing and leaving and not looking around for my mittens (middens) or scarf and putting on my wet slushy shoes..... I guess I like summer after all.

Pay day tomorrow. I'm really wanting a new pair of sneakers. I want white Pumas with a black stripe, they will be mine. I can't handle wearing my "Anitas" (fake four stripe Adidas) one more day. They are all worn out and the backs are ripped from me not untying them when I put them on. Another good thing about payday being tomorow is thats it;s eat out thurday. Meaning neither me or Anita have to make lunch and we treat ourselves to a yummy meal at Move and Pick. I'm sure I'll be eating a ceasar salad..sooo good. And maybe if I'm feeling adventurous, I'll have some ice cream or frozen yogurht for desert. Ohhh Sue your so crazy!

Go karting is also tomorrow. I still haven't found my membership card....Which sucks casue if I had it, iwould get a discount. I'm raly looking foward to it and look even more foward to kicking someone's ass. Me competitive? Nah. I'll post all the go cart stats on friday.

I think I'm going to take a small nap now, before dinner. I had the worst sleep ever last nigh and as a result, I felt all sluggish at work. My head hurt a little and I just was't able to work very fast. I think I woke up like six or seven times during the night. For no particular reason though. I wasn't having nightmares (far from it) and I didn't have to pee....I just kept waking up and everytime I did I had to get up and look at the clock to see what time it was cause I got all paranoid that I was going to be late for work. So now I'm tired but I do want to stay up and watch the Amazing Race so I think the only way to be able to stay up for it and function tomorrow is to take a nap. All I have to do is turn on the TV and since Drew Carrey is on every freaking channel at this time, I should have no problems dozing off.

Nighty Night

TOPIC TUESDAY WILL NOT BEEN SEEN THIS WEEK DUE TO ME NOT WANTING TO DISCUSS FOOD. BUT IT WILL RETURN TO IT'S REGULAR TIME SLOT NEXT TUESDAY

Finaly I think my mood is changing. I felt much better after talking to Cathy (the MAC trainer),not that everyone else didn't make me feel better, just that she told me a few things that gave me hope. She said that they really liked me and they could see me working at MAC, but it was just that they neded someone with a little more experience and they will call as soon as there is a position availiable in a suitable location (meaning maybe not start at such a busy store). She's so sweet. She even invited me over to her place so I could sit in on one of her make-up lessons. She also said that if she ever gets a contract that she can't do, she'll send them to me. How very nice. She just made me feel better because she made it clear that it wasn't becasue of me personally that I didn't get it. so now I feel :-I

Vacation starts this friday....Can't wait. Trying to set up getting my elbows tattooed while on holiday. That would be a good thing. Look foward to feeling rested and meybe I'll even get rid of this terrible tension I have in my shoulders. I seem to only get it when I walk into work...wonder why?

The luchclub movie this week has been "Jesus". What a real dissapointment. We were looking foward to it so much, but we thought it was going to be as entertaining as "The Ten Commandments" and it totally was not. I couldn't folow it at all. It was like they were running low on film and kept jumping from one thing to the next. Not very "non-believer" friendly. My manager taugh me more in 5 minuted than the entire movie did. If anything, it taught me that I believe even LESS in God/Jesus/heaven/hell than ever before. I mean why did he only save some people? Why didn't he go around the world saving them? Why did he make the pigs evil? I'm just not getting the hole Jesus is my savior thing....Not for me.

Work has been flying by. I know we are only tuesday but the actual work days pass by so quickly because we are really busy. I'm training someone tomorrow so I'm sure it'll go by VERY fast.

It's payday this week. Also got a GST check yesterday which I cashed and spent already....It's okay casue since my make-up strike is over, I felt the need to spend $60 on some new foundation. I deserved it right? At least that's what I tell myself.

:-(

Sunday, sweet sunday. I did just about nothing today. And if it wasn't for my mum pushing me out the door to get fresh air, I probably wouldn't have even gotten dressed. I'm still feeling sad about yesterday. I think I would have been just as happy staying in bed all day sulking.

(new paragraph)
So after an exciting trip to the local IGA, I got back into my jammies and watched a movie: "Stir of Echoes" with Kevin Bacon. I've seen it before and felt the same way about it as I did the first time- sleepy. It was good but again very predictable and at times quite unbelievable. My other movie choices were;
Bill and Ted's Bogus Journey
Mission Impossible 2
Oh brother Where Art Thou?
and "Fight Club"
But becasue I was in a "no thinking movie" mood, I chose one that I knew wouldn't require my full attention (not that I think Bill and Ted would of course).

(new paragraph)
And I guess that's about it for my day. I wasn't accepting any phone calls or innitiating conversations with anyone today. Just wasn't in the mood to be chatty. And since I'm still feeling that way, I'm going to go now and will hopefully be in a better mood tomorow.

didn't get the job.

*insert crying here*

I'm very, very dissapointed and really sad about it. I guess I kind of knew after yestyerday's interview that I wasn't going to get it. I just didn't have the same vibe as I did after the first interview. I guess it's because I was expecting it to be one on one with the manager from Ogilvy's (Etienne), but as it turned out, two other people were there including Jennifer who did my first interview and who I've met already and who is also known for being very intimidating during interviews. So already I was surprised and even more nervous. They asked all sorts of questions, mostly questions about me and who I am sso they could "get to know me better". Those type of questiuons make me nervous and feel uncomfortable but I thought I answered them alright. Apparently not good enough though. After it was done I felt soooo disaponted with my answers and I just didn't feel it. I went to go see David at the M.A.C counter at the bay for some comfort and then went to go meet up with Anita who offered even more comfort.....But they called this morning and said that they had found someone else more qualified and that they encourage me to apply again in a few months and they'll keep my cv on hand "just in case"... Just incase what? You suddenly decide that I'm qualified enough? Why would I apply again? It's the second time I've applied and they still don't want me. What's the deal? They say they don't nessisarily want people with experience and they prefer people who have more of a hands on/self taught background. Hello? Isn't doing you and your friends make-up every friday for 4 years hands on? Isn't my passion for make-up enough of a qualification? As you can see, I'm going through my bitter phase. I know I'll feel differently in a few days but right now I'm feelin greally low. I'm in that mood where you feel like your no good at anything and why bother trying( I'm sure this mood will last throught the week). I'm officially on a M.A.C make-up strike!( that is until monday when I have to go out in public)
It's a good thing I've got such good friends to make me feel better. Thank you mummy, Aniter and Steph for giving me the old "They're crazy for not taking you" and "It's their loss..." pep talks.
Okay on to happier things......After the dreaded interview on friday, I met up with Aniter and we went to her place to watch the dramatic three hour conclusion of "The Ten Commandments". But we has to stock up on snack beforehand of course, that which included "speckled eggies", veggies and dip, popcorn and sunchips.......ahh the diet of a true glutton. The movie was awsome. I was sooo into it. I swear, if it wasn't for Anita, I would have never watched that movie. It really was great, so great in fact that it may just make it into my top ten favorite movies. But I have to say that the ending came rather abbruptly, it was over too soon, I wanted more. More Ramses.....hubba hubba. This was my first "lesson" in religion. Before this, I'd never read the bible, learnt about God, Jesus (thay aren't the same person...what?) and I certainly never know anything about Moses-Moses, except that he parted the sea, had a white beard and wore flip-flops.
Allow me to share my favorite line from the movie;
"....and Moses held the rod of God in his hand...."
A truly great movie that I recomend to everyone. With lines llike that, how can you resist. I tell you watching movies when your older and more corrupt rocks!! It's like watching Bugs Bunny and finally getting the "adult" humour.

The fun didn't end there however....Anita and J had been thinking about moving their living room furniture about and we drew up plans of possible arrangements and the next day (today) we executed it. It looks great. And it was really fun to do. So fun that I wanted to change my own room around, but that feeling soon left after I realized that I'm tired and still feeling too bumed out to actually do anything physical.
So here I am at home, doing exactly what I feel like doing. Writting in the computer room by myself, listening to music. Sylvie had wanted top go out tonight but I told her I was in no mood to go out anywhere and thankfully she understood and didn't give me any grief for not going out with her.
SNL should be on soon.I've prepard for the ocasion by puschasing the very last bag of S&V hickory stick from the dep. And to wash it down you ask? Nothing but the best Ginger Ale in town.
What a day.
Fucking M.A.C.
Fucking job.
Fucking hopes up too high.
Fucking dissapointed.

Another day another dollar....Actually another eighty-two dollars to be exact.
Things just sailed on by today. I couldn;t wait to gwet out of there, not because it was boring, far from it actually, but becaue I have the day off tomorrow and therefore have a three day week-end ahead of me.
Anita gave me this note pad she bought from the dep in the mall. We had noticed them yesterday, they are thiese Japanese kids with big heads and they have little sayings or poetry written on them. But becasue they are directly translated from Japanese to english, most of them don't make any sense at all. Here are a few of my favorites;
" May our friendship be as same
as the unity is,
which the sun and the earth each other!"

and here's another little treasure;
"her heart is as pure as the driven snow
she wants us all to know that our dreams
really do come true
lovely white.
white orange story"

and who could forget this classic;
"once there was a love filled
with such decotin,
to was your and mine"

As far as I know, decotin isn't even a word. I sure couldn;t find it in the dictionary, or anywhere else for that matter.... Either way it's really funny stuff. It kept me laughing all the way home on the train, and it even makes me laugh now as I write it.
Tomorrow is the big interview day. I wasn;t feeling nervous until a few moments ago when I was on the phone with Sylvie and she kept saying, " Are you nervous? I'd be nervous! You sound nervous, I know you usually get nervous about these kinds of things....aren't you nervous?". I wasn't but now I am, thanks to you I'll probably be eating pepto bismol and spending the night in the bathroom. I'm going to try and calm myself dowm by taking a hot shower, watching er, cleaning up my room, crawling into bed, read some magazines and hopefully fall asleep fast. I've already tried on half my wardrobe and chosen "the" outfit to wear. I was going to wear this really cute skirt I bought today with my fishnet stockings, Anita lent me her boots, and a black top but as I put on the boots, they tore three holes in my stockings and I noticed that when I sat down, you could just about see right into my crotch. I love the skirt, but it's more of a standing up skirt than a sitting down one, meaning it's quite short, maybe too short for an interview. So I scratched that and went for comfort. I figured I don't need to add discomfort to nervousness.
So wish me luck and I'l fill you in on how it went tomorrow.
Survivor was awsome tonight... really exciting, check out the link I put up in the margin for a full review.
Salut Mikeal!

MOSES! MOSES!
The day went by at a very pleasant speed today. We were busy enought that when four o'clock came around I was surprised. And as usual, I managed to hurt myself. It was the end of the day and I was cleanin up the back room and went to put something a way and my wrist bumped into the still very hot iron. Needless to say, ouch. It's turned itself into a blister, how very attractive.
We are watching the "Ten Commandments" as our luch club film. So far I have top say that dispite the fact the most of the characters look alike, I'm enjoying it very much. Rameses is very hot! But not as hot as the Rock. I don't know why, but I've developed a bit of a crush on him. Maybe it's becasue he's so buff and "beats" the crap out of people......
Oh GOd, I think I've just messed up lunch club for tomorrow. I was tryong to make cataloni's and I guess I forgot to add the water and now they've turned into hard shelled pasta with cheese filling.... Not good. I guess lunch is on me for tomorrow. Sorry Anita.
I'm feeling very sleepy now so I may just cut it short. I still have to make a card for my friend Mike (stock boy-man) who's last day at work is friday, but since I'm off friday, I won't see him. He's really a great guy and I'm going to miss him. It realy sucks cause all the "good" people are leaving. There really won't be anyone fun left, with the exception of Anita and myself of course, and I guess in the end, that's all that matters.
Alright funky chicken's me has to go now or I'll never get up tomorrow. Hopefully the day will be filled with excitment and I'll have something better to say tomorrow.

*TOPIC TUESDAY*
THIS WEEK'S TOPIC: "SELF TREPANATION"
NEXT WEEK'S: "FOOD: THE IN'S AND OUT'S"
First off I want to mention that before last week I'd never even heard of self-trapanation. Now that I've read about it in a few articles, I'm totally grossed out by it. I hate anything that has to do with brain surgery, brains being exposed, brain soup.... So already I was creeped out by it. So I just want to make it clear that this was't my idea. I in no way encourage or even agree with self trapanation.
This is what I got from it: Selft-treapanation is like a do it yourself lobotomy. This "surgery" has been performed for thousands of years and the reason or beliefs varie from culture to culture. But the main reason or "belief" is that when we are born, we have a soft spot on on head (where the cranium bones meet, or almost meet) and becasue of that soft spot, you have greatter acess to your "third eye" and therefore can reach a higher state of being. But when we grow, the soft spot on our head fuses together and cuts off the "third eye". So now people around the world are drilling holes in their heads with electric drills so they can reach a higher state of conciousness through release of their "third eye". Yes it's true, these people truly believe that by drilling a hole in your head will free your "spirit". Most of them take hits of LSD or other drugs while doing the procedure to clam themselves...What the hell are they thinking? "Dude, let's take some lsd and drill holes in our heads....." I'm sorry but this entire concept goes far and beyond coo-coo. Not only do I not belive in God, but I believe even less in a "third eye". If your God wanted you to have a third eye he would have given you one you can see out of. I'm sure he's up there in heaven going: "What's the matter with all you wack-o's?". What 's even more unbeliveable is the fact that there hasn't ever been a death by self-trepanation yet! I was reading this one story about a man who was having trouble getting it right and he kept trying and trying and one day he got through the skull and pushed a little too hard and he passed out and woke up in the ER. The doctors were like "What's the matter with you? One more quarter of and inch and you would have drilled right into your brain and killed yourself". And then this guy goes home and tries it again! For his sake I hope he found spiritual enlightenment. This hole idea of drilling a hole in your head is just plain old nuts to me. The original function for this "operation" was to tidy up the cranium following head injury, e.g. a  battle-wound, cure for mental illness or enhancement of mental capacity by the priest caste or ruling caste. Like this was thousands of years ago when medical technology was at it's worst and people didn;t know any better. Now there are paople drilling holes in their heads without medical supervision or assistance..... I just don't get it. I know I'm being very negative but come on....I mean really, what kind nut job does this crap? You whave to be a little banana's to do this to yourself. If you want my opinion, it's a bunch of bullshit. Just reading about this junk made me nauseous. gag...gag...blah!

Enough about that. The day went by painfully slow. I was suposed to go to a show last night. My friends are in a banmd called One-976 and they really wantd me to go but I just didn't have to energy or $$ to go....next time.All I wanted to do was leave work. I soo didn't feel like being there, I was bored all day. Not that there was nothing to do, but I just didn't feel like doing it. The funniest part of the day wa when Anita and I were walking in the mall, minding our own buisness and this guy just says "LESS-BI-ANNS!". We just burst out laughing because who was this guy to assume that we are lesbians anyways? We weren't kissing or caressing eachother, we were just walking next to eachother as most people do. He was so quick to say it too... It was really funny. I'm soooo not motivated to go to work tomorrw, but then how will I buy fun thigs if I don't work right?
I'm going go-karting with me brother next week. I'm VERY excited. It's been a long time since we've gone. And a long as I'm not the worst one there, I'm happy. I'm usually the third or fouth to last, dependoing on who;s going. Chris always wins..except for that one time when this little german boy beat him.....wasn't a pretty sight to see Chris loose. I hope that german boy comes next week, I'm going to smash him up good!
I'm going into work for 07h00 tomorrow, which means getingup at 04h30 so I'd better get to bed or face a day of bordome AND tiredness.....

You wont believe what happened today, what an amazing lucky day!! Anymore luck and I'd be crapping flying pigs!
My day started off as usual....waking up way too early, showering, dressing, commuting...When the train pulled into the station, I woke up and I was alone...The jerks sitting next to me and in front of me didn't bother to get me up but it was all good because when I reached down to get my purse from under the seat I saw white envelope..what could it be? My heart stoped as I looked closer and reconized it to be one of those white bank deposit enveloped you get from the bank machines.. Upon close inspection, I can see through it's foggy window that it's not empty...not empty in the least! I tear thatsucker open and start counting..20, 40, 60, 80, 100, 120, 140, 160......200,220......340, 360, 380... 400!$$$$$$$$$! What the f*ck! How lucky is that? Poor sucker who lost it though....But my day of amazing luck does't end there. So now I'm skipping off to work in the best mood ever and I run into and old friend of mine. Her name is Kim and we went to high school together and she's now a designer for Point Zero. We get to talking and when I mention about how I want to be a make-up artist she says that she's organizing a fashion shoot for a magazine (Elle Quebec) and wants ME to be in charge of the make up! Holy cow how lucky it that? I'm soooo excited. There was no way I was going to turn it down. So now I've arranged for Cathy (from M.A.C) to tutor me in doing photo make up. And get this, I'll be paid $500.00 to do one day of work!!! I can't believe this. I've never been so happy! My name is going to be in a magazinne. It's my dream come true! How often does luck like that happen?

Only once a year on april fools I think......


But really now..my day went by okay. I was quite lonely. Not only was Anita not there to hummour me but all the stock boys and basically everyone fun wasn't there. I barely spoke a word to anyone. Just kept to myself and did my work. There was lots to do since the store was omega-busy all week-end. So the day went by pretty fast, but it was pretty dull too. Hopefully Anita will be back at work tomorrow, she seems to have developed a limp over the week-end from either walking around too much or trying on shoes with me....Either way I hope her footsie feels better.
I guess that about does it for today seeing as it was very uneventful. I wish it would have been more fun. I'm sure if all the fun people were at work we would have had a blast with april fool's jokes.
I guess the joke was on me.