happyfish: (allo)
Winter holidays went way too quickly. It was like I'd never left the school at all. Still, I got lots of sleep in, and the down time was very much needed. It's nice to be back at school again. The parents are gone, and I've the freedom that only comes from no-one calling you constantly wondering if you'll be home for supper. :/ I must remember to relish it; they'll be back again soon enough.

Trev had his surgery last week. Actually, almost everything ended up happening on the sixth. Kait left, my parents left, it was the first official day of school, AND Trevor had his surgery. I think I went grocery shopping. Maybe. I'd said good-bye to Kait the day before, after spending most of the afternoon at the Blue Howse. It was weird to see all the artwork gone and her bedroom almost completely empty. Sad. Still, I managed to not cry, neither when we were actually saying good-bye, nor at work afterwards. So that was good. Saved my man-steriour and all. XD

I went over to Lyn's on Sunday, to talk about something she wants to work on, and to see Trevor for the first time since his operation. It was his chest surgery, so now he's pretty much done his transition. I am both really happy for him, and kind of jealous. It's a little scary, too, 'cause he says it's the most pain he's ever been in, and he's been in a LOT of pain before. Not looking forward to that part of my surgery, but it'll be so worth it in the end.

But, I digress. I hung out at Lyn's all day Sunday, pretty much. Got to see Trevor's chest once most of the people left (which looks fucking awesome!), and had some really good conversations with Lyn. Sherina drove both Trevor and me home that evening, 'cause we were both going up to Edmonton stupid early the next day. I baked a batch of cookies, which apparently makes me look like a mad scientist, and then went to bed sometime around midnight.

I woke up at five. It wasn't pretty. Hobbled around and got ready to go, and then Laura picked us up at around six. We made pretty good time: my appointment was at ten and we were there at nine-thirty. Though poor Trevor felt every single bump on the road. I was pretty nervous once we got to the waiting room. This was the day that I could get my referral in for chest surgery. I was pretty certain I'd get it, but still. This was big. It was alright once we got in there. He asked a lot of the same questions that he did before. Carol was there, er...she's and intern or something? Anyway, she'd never met me before, so she had a few questions, too. Then he asked me if I had any questions, and I said I wanted a referral for surgery.

He said sure. Which is just starting to sort of sink in. I got my referral! I am one step farther along! It's kind of crazy. XD

I booked my next appointment, and then we bummed around for a bit. Trev had to get his drain tubes out in the afternoon. Which he did, and I filmed part of, though the nurse was crabby and wouldn't let us film most of it. I called in to work, saying that there was no way I could make it to work on time, since it was three by then and I had to work at six. Then we drove home.

Not much has happened since then. Been doing lots of thinking. My internet is down; I'm using one of my neighbour's networks. Sh! Don't tell them. I called Telus today, but I can't get a new modem without the account number. And OF COURSE my parents threw out all of the old bills so I don't have it. So I'm ticked off, 'cause this connection sucks and I'd rather use ours. You know, IF IT WORKED.

Anyways, I should go off and do homework like a good student. Just thought I'd try and catch up a bit.
happyfish: (sparkly jack)
Christmas was great. We didn't have company over on Christmas Eve like we normally do, which meant less stress for everyone. Instead, we went over to Ben and Amanda's place for food and hanging out. Which was pretty neat. They've lived there for over a year now, and this is the first time we've seen it. There was so much food there, it was sort of ridiculous.

Mom made three batches of non-vegan cookies. I still don't understand that; between the three of us, she's the only one that can eat them. Apparently we're hoping the company Mom and Dad have over on New Year's Eve will eat all of them. And it's kind of funny: she liked the cookies I made the best. And they were the vegan ones. XD

I got lots of stuff on Christmas. The biggest thing was the Wii. I was totally not expecting it at ALL, so it was rad. Ben and Amanda got me Mario Kart as well, which is a lot of fun. And then I got some clothes, three movies (Up, Star Trek, and the Fifth Element), Bloodhound by Tamora Pierce, and some other stuff I can't remember off the top of my head. Kait gave me some stuff that she wasn't going to use or bring to London, and a letter that probably would have made me cry had I not been in the living room with my parents watching.

We spent most of Christmas making food and watching movies. I made stuffed squash, and it was fabulous. Mom seems to really like all of my vegan food, which is good. And maybe they'll even stop asking me how I'm eating, 'cause it always seems to imply that I'm starving to death, or going to catch scurvy, or become totally protein deficient or something. I swear, if someone else asks me how I get enough protein on a vegan diet, I'm going to break their nose.

I worked Boxing Day. It wasn't as bad as I expected retail on Boxing Day to be. Perhaps because everyone was at Futureshop and Best Buy, so they really didn't care enough about Home Depot and our really lame Boxing Week sales. I was going to see Avatar with the parents that night, but I was too exhausted from the nine-hour workday, so I had a nap instead. We're going sometime this week. I have most of it off (yay!), so there's lots of free time. 

Although I'll need to escape badly at some point this week so my parents don't drive me completely insane.

Yesterday I went over to Kait's and hung out with her and Clare, Alison and British Jon. It was pretty rad. Then we went to go see the Zoo Lights. I've never actually been before, so it was pretty interesting. And cold. And crowded. But, you know, it was pretty fun. And then part of the group went back to Kait's and we hung out and ate lots of food and made stupid fart jokes. Because we're classy. XD

Today's my last day of work until the second. I'm pretty stoked to have time off. I want to go shopping and buy some books, now that I can. Ben's also giving me his old mattress, 'cause he want's to make room for the baby, and I need to get a frame for it at some point. And those aren't cheap. Thank goodness for savings and overtime. Although I've no idea when he's going to get it here, or when I'll have time to coerce someone into driving me to Ikea, so I can buy more furniture than my budget can really allow. You know, what normally happens at Ikea. XD

I should do something productive today. Maybe I'll go play more video games.
happyfish: (Leaf on the Wind)
Oh. Em. Gee. Life has been so crazy! It was midterms this week, which I managed to survive. Barely. I couldn't finish my hollow construction for jewellery. Apparently I am made of fail, so much that Sarabeth (the instructor) wants to coach me outside of class on soldering. When we can find the time. Of course, the one thing that I successfully soldered was not a class piece. It was a Christmas present. Still, it's shiny.

Everything else is going pretty well. Or at least going. Still at Home Depot. Community never called me back, so I guess I'm staying at HD for now. I might transfer stores as soon as I'm no longer a temp; the one-hour commute to work is so not worth it.

Good things that have happened:
  • Thanksgiving. Went to Lyn and Bree's for food. Lots and lots and lots of food. Everyone loved the cookies I made, and we all stuffed ourselves silly. It was awesome.
  • My cold is gone. Hurrah!
  • I went to go see Where the Wild Things Are with Kait. We dressed up as Wild Things, which was amusing and cute. I need to post pictures. The movie was really good, too. Strange, though. Not what I expected, if I'd even known what to expect from a movie based on a ten-sentence (or something) book.
  • I have a bus-pass again. Hurrah!
  • I have new glasses!
All of that, plus I got over ten hours of sleep last night. And all I had to do today was work on my drawing project, which didn't take as long as I thought it would. So I had time to take a nap and do baking. Now I have bread and muffins of Awesome. (Double chocolate with orange-flavoured dried cranberries. Oh yes).

Halloween is in less than a week! And the dance! Eee!

happyfish: (Fall)
Gah! Busy. Tuesday was my Warneke appointment. Managed to get a ride up there with Laura, and the baby didn't cry as much as he could have. Eric went too, so he could book an appointment. I don't know who we're going to drag up next, we're sort of running out of Calgary transguys. xD Anyway, the appointment went well. It was sort of unexciting, really. Pretty much just me talking about my past and how I knew I was trans and stuff. Which I've done before, with that one psychiatrist I went to, and counsellors and stuff. I'm contemplating coming up with a song and dance about my gender history, just for interest's sake. And because it would be funny.
Wednesday  I ran errands like a madperson all morning, and then talked to my parents for a bit. Finally told them about going to Edmonton, and the possibility of surgery. There was about five seconds of complete silence when I told them, and I don't think they're really all that happy about it. They aren't saying anything though. Only comments about how they're glad I actually told them now instead of sending them an email six months from now.
Then Kait picked me up and we went to go see 9. Which was a completely awesome movie, btw. Some of the characters were so cute! I dunno. I've read a couple of lukewarm reviews about it, and Trev says the plot was 'unorganized' (whatever that means). I thought it was kind of brilliant.
Drag practice that night. We're getting ready for the Halloween show, which apparently involves a lot of twitching on the floors. And Thriller. We haven't even started learning Thriller yet. oh wells.
oh! And I made a fan page for Soul Patch. Because it's amusing.
Yesterday I went to another of Sarabeth's Jewellery classes, because I'd missed mine on Tuesday. I really don't want to get behind in this class, because I really don't know anything. Oh gods, the learning curve. Managed to actually get some work done on my samples, and learn a fair bit. I feel a lot better now than if I'd just stayed home. Better than about my drawing class, which I still haven't gone to. I got about half and hour of sleep Sunday night, so I skipped class. It might not have been the best idea, but I couldn't imagine trying to pull a fifteen-hour day off of no sleep. Without dying horribly.
Fibre today! And then work. oh work. James filled out a recommendation for me for Community Natural Foods. If I get the job, it's $11/hour, with 25% off of groceries. Which would be kick-ass. And plus I actually know a bit about natural foods and vegetarianism (etc) anyway, which is more than I can say about the products at Home Depot.


Jul. 3rd, 2009 05:06 pm
happyfish: (Car)
Mom came back a week ago. It was pretty exciting. I mean, I haven't seen her since Christmas, and I knew she'd storm through the house and fill it full of food and such. It's also unexciting. I'm used to large amounts of time to myself, being able to be completely (or almost) self-sufficient. I can arrange the house in the way that best suits me, I can leave and not tell anyone where I'm going, I can feed the cat however much food that I think she needs. In short, I can be an independent adult, living in my own space. When Mom comes back, suddenly it's not my own space. I'd hesitate even to say that this is my home. It's just a house where I'm staying because I can't afford to stay anywhere else. And it's really annoying, sometimes. I know I can probably get used to living with someone else. I just need to be patient.
There are good things, though. She hasn't said anything about me being on T, hasn't told me she'd rather I stop or anything. She doesn't mind that my hair is blue. She's let me talk for half an hour about Misc Youth and what we're doing and why it's Important to have a youth organization specifically for queer youth. She's a lot better than she has been. Neither of us have really lost our tempers. There are just times when I'd love nothing more than to tell her to fuck off, I have important things to do.
I went over to Kait's last week to hang out and set things on fire. And I got to meet her coworker Dave, who is someone she never stops talking about. As it turns out, I know him from swing dancing, which was rather awkward. He walked in the door and the first thing he said was my old name. It was a little weird for the whole night, although he was pretty good about the whole name thing. He totally had no idea I was trans, although I daresay he knows now.
Drag show last night. We were competing with Stampede, and lost horribly. There were, at most, about eight people in the audience if you didn't include the kings. Still, we put on a good show for those who actually showed up, and I gave them free candy. I can't stand the Stampede. ugh. Can't wait till it's over.
Mom's gone to go rent a car. Excuse me, I must frolic in the wonderfulness that is my empty house.
happyfish: (rainbows)
The Vancouver trip was awesome. I needed to get out of the city so badly it was almost ridiculous. And, you know, road trips are always fun. I got to see all the cool people who up and moved to Vancouver in the past year, as well as spending huge amounts of time with Kait and Clare. Which sort of resulted in really bad jokes continuously, because we're like that.
And I got to see the best rainbow ever. A perfect double-arch. The sort of thing I knew was possible but figured never actually happened. Kait was so excited I thought she was going to drive into a tree. Fortunately, she didn't.
The Homo Hop was last Friday, and it was the first event that I'd ever organized. Not sure if I truly want to organize another event, even though it went amazingly well. Everything went smoothly, we got quite a few youth out and they all seemed to be enjoying themselves. The sound equipment worked (although apparently the set-up guy was an idiot), we had enough volunteers, and it was totally wonderful. All because we had the almost the best group of organizers ever, and because the drama-inciters no longer come to events.
It was so exhausting.
It seems like all the exciting events are over for the summer, though that's really not true. It's just kind of mind-numbingly boring to be unemployed all the time. I'm continuously applying at places. It doesn't seem to matter; no-one is calling me back. Having no money is lame. There are a bunch of projects I could be working on, like my online comic that I only sporadically update. I just have no motivation to do anything. Well, I taught myself 'Mad World' on the piano in a day, but other than that...I've been pretty useless.
I sent an email to my parents when I was in Vancouver to finally tell them that I'd started T. Their response was pretty much: 'Why didn't you tell us earlier?' I got to talk to them briefly on Sunday, and they didn't mention it, but they weren't upset either. It was the best response I could have possibly hoped for, really.
And my hair is blue.
happyfish: (Leaf on the Wind)
Life's been quiet recently. Hard for it not to be, really, what with me still being unemployed. I'm not sure if there's anything I can do about that. I know the job market is pretty dead, and that it takes forever sometimes for people to call you back for interviews and the like. Still, the lack of money and activity is making me a little anxious at at times. My original plan was to take August off just to relax, but I'm pretty sure I'm not going to do that anymore. I've had plenty of relaxing. It would be nice to save up a little bit of money.
So I've been lazing around, being slothful. Reading lots of books, cuddling the cat, starting a handful of projects that I work on sporadically. It's weird, but I never feel as motivated in my art when I'm not in school. As soon as I have a ton of school projects that I absolutely need to get done, all I want to do is work on projects that have nothing to do with school. My brain, it is strange sometimes.
My parents keep making hints that I ought to apply again at Superstore. Which I'm sure I will, once I get back from Vancouver. I'm really excited about this trip. I haven't left the city in I don't know how long, and road trips are awesome. I'm pretty sure that they're even awesomer when they're with cool people who aren't my parents and who aren't going to play Christian music.
Leaving the city will probably help prevent me from panicking too much about the Homo Hop. Realize that this is the first event that I have ever organized, and even thought I'm organizing with the help of two wonderful people, sometimes I feel completely unprepared. I've started having dreams about it. Kind of lame, even if they aren't bad dreams.
Busy day today. I woke up at seven for the first time in weeks, which was sort of miraculous. Helped Red move a little bit until they started moving furniture and then ran off to Laura's for a Homo Hop planning meeting. And to make faces at Koda, who is ridiculously cute, ohgod, and likes to stare blankly at fauxhawks and chew on fingers. Fortunately not my fingers. Jen and I ended up both wearing plaid shorts, which was amusing. Then I ran home to relax for a bit before Kait picked me up and we went off to the parent's place for steaks.
I finally got to officially meet Clare in real life and not online today. She's super nice and the accent is cute. Kind of grateful that I like her, because otherwise the ride to Vancouver would be really interesting, and not in a good way. She and Kait ran off to go see Peaches, and I ended up spending most of the evening hanging out with Kait's parents, Shannon and Julian. Which involved watching the kitten get stuck in the tree twice, and lots of talking. I'm not sure if I've ever enjoyed hanging out with a friend's parents before. Even with Caro's mom, there was always a little bit of...distance. I always felt a little awkward.
I've been on T for about a month and a half now. I am ever so slightly hairier, and my appetite is insane. Makes me feel vaguely hobbit-ish. Apparently Grannie has figured out I'm trans (due, no doubt, to my facebook profile where I make no attempt to hide anything), and seems to be quite ok with it. Which is amazing, and relieving. My parents still don't know I'm on T. I really ought to tell them and soon.

Catching Up

May. 4th, 2009 09:09 pm
happyfish: (sparkly jack)
Life's been pretty quiet recently. Which is kind of nice. The end of school was uneventful, although I stressed myself out learning dates for my AHIS final when I apparently didn't need to. English was an open-book exam. Easy A+. This semester has done wonders for my GPA. I got an A+ in Art History, an A in English and a B+ in Fibre and Mixed Media. Clearly the best semester ever. Except that part where I ended up being late for my final Fibre crit, which was sort of embarassing.
Kait's birthday party was Friday. Omg Wolverine! GLEE! And then tea at Oolong, and Twisted dancing. I was about to fall over by the end of the night, but it was awesome.
I don't get living expenses now that school is done, which makes a lot of sense, but makes me really need a job right away. My plan is to work my ass off for a couple of months and then take August off. Travel and such. Kait and I might fly down to Vancouver for Vancouver Pride to visit Trevor (and Sasha and Connor), which would be awesome. And then there's Camp Fyrefly, which I need to remember to apply to, and my cousin James' wedding at the end of the month. And I just want time off to relax and do nothing, without starving to death. That would be nice.
MYN is going crazy (in a mostly good way). The Laramie Project performances are the fourteenth to sixteenth, and there's a lot of panic going on about that. People in Calgary at that time really need to go see this play. I saw the first act after the board meeting yesterday and nearly cried. It was so amazing. And that was without the lights or proper stage or anything. And we're also hosting a youth dance in June, which I volunteered to help run. My first time organizing something, really. It's pretty exciting. I'm running it with Jen and Laura, so I'm expecting everything to go as smoothly as they can. Because we are awesome and are going to attack the whole thing with lists and spreadsheets. (Exel! Yay!)
Anyway, I'm off to make posters and write lists. Oh lists.

happyfish: (snape in lingerie)
This week has been pretty much a write-off. Stupid cold, making me so miserably ill. The only thing of note, really, was going over to watch Chocolat at Kait's, since neither of us really felt up to doing anything more ambitious. That movie is really cute. And would make me want to eat chocolate if I had any sort of appetite. Mmm...chocolate...

Oh, and I have the tickets for the Killers concert in April that my parents got me for my birthday. I am so excited, you guys! I think the last concert I went to was when I was sixteen, and it was a Christian youth conference that I didn't want to go to. So I was very angry and bitter. It's going to be the weekend of the Comic Book Expo, which is super exciting as well. I really need to start assembling my costume for that. At some point, when I feel like leaving the house.

Angels and Greasers is tomorrow! Money Pennies, 7 pm. There will be drag kings and nearly naked ladies! You know you want to go!

Aand...I'm going to have another nap now.


Feb. 28th, 2009 12:14 pm
happyfish: (the blood of cheeky little girls)
I spent most of Thursday night and yesterday morning working on my English paper. It is the second paper where I've actually hit and gone over (albeit slightly) the word limit. But it also meant that I couldn't go to the third Art Thing, which was sort of sad. It would have meant that I've hung out with Kait four times in the past two weeks. Never happens, that. Apparently a lot of people showed up to it, and it would have been fun. Oh well. I got my paper done on time, which is Important.

Other than that, most of yesterday was generally useless. I was stupid, and thought Artawearness started hours and hours before it did, and so I stayed at school the whole day. There didn't seem much point in going home if I'd just have to turn around and go back to school again. Anyway, I managed to read the assigned story for next week's English class, pay my ridiculous library fine ($35), and get out my books for my Modernisms Paper of Doom (due 19 March). Also hung out with Red and then with Tracy. I miss hanging out in the weaving studios. And still kind of want to steal that cone of bright fucking orange yarn. *sigh*

Artawearness was freaking amazing. I secured a seat just after seven, because I wanted a good view. Watched people for a while, sketched hot butch girls in my sketchbook. Caitlin McCann showed up and sat next to me. We haven't hung out in ages; we usually just wave at each other when walking through the school. Apparently we both share a love of early 20th century fashion. And hats. People started showing up in hordes just before the show was scheduled to start. Of course, it didn't start on time. That's almost expected.

It was the first time I'd been to Artawearness, and it was amazing. Although you couldn't understand anything that the MC was saying, at all. The pieces were hilarious, disturbing, beautiful, or some combination thereof. Just - amazing. (Some drunken ladies behind me like to loudly complain that they didn't understand certain works, which was rather annoying. Especially because the work that they couldn't understand - the silver one - was breathtakingly beautiful. I don't think you should dismiss something just because it isn't easily understood. Especially if it's art). 

Next year, I'm so going to be in the show. I'm going to start now. Or really soon. It's going to be awesome.

I have so many projects I want to start immediately. It kind of makes my head spin, a little bit.

Today I am hanging out with Jen. Huzzah! Haven't seen that girl in far too long. Tomorrow I lock myself in my house and work on all of the things I need to work on.

happyfish: (Vincent)
  • write AHIS midterm paper
  • begin research for AHIS term paper
  • reread 'The Yellow Wallpaper'
  • email Chris about second English assignment
  • create FBRE presentation
  • finish survival garment
  • begin brainstorming Wunderkammern (or however you spell it) project ideas
  • read MYN bylaws
  • practice for FM
  • return library books
  • go grocery shopping
  • look into Show and Sale?
  • get a new student ID card
I'm also hanging with Kait on Thursday (glee), and I want to drag Trevor to a movie or something. Perhaps Coraline. We'll see. It looks interesting, and I'm always a fan of stop-motion animation.

The next couple of months are going to be insane.
happyfish: (pancakes)
This makes so much sense it's kind of crazy. See, I tend to sleep from two in the morning till ten in the morning. No matter how tired I am or anything. It's just what happens. hrm. Interesting.

Busy weekend. Friday was the art night thing over at the Tranny Shack. Sometimes I wonder why I bother leaving that place at all; I'd been there the day before for New Year's. (Feeding the cat has to be one of the reasons, and because it's impossible to get any sort of privacy there unless you're in the bathroom). I'm sort of planning on buying a toothbrush and just leaving it there. I sort of feel like a u-haul when I say that, only I don't know who I'm u-hauling. xD
Anyway, I hung out and drew and knitted and saw Sasha for the first time in months. It was good. I left at about nine-thirty to go home and say good-bye to the 'rents, since I was supposed to sleep through the night and not be awake when the cab came to pick them up at four in the morning. I went to sleep at seven, and woke at eleven. Fun times. I had to have a bath at five because my cramps had gone all the way down my legs and I couldn't exactly wrap the heating pad around my entire lower body.
Saturday I hung around the house all day (I must have slept or something. I don't remember what I did). And then I headed of to Lacy's for the Chthulu-mas Party of Doom. Where there was excessive amounts of food and people. I met Meg for the first time, and she's pretty cool. We share an obsession for socks. xD And there was this adorable kitty there who was mostly unfazed by the hordes of people and let me cuddle her, which was nice but covered me in cat hair.
Lacy got me this monster key-chain which has a belly-button! omg. xD
Sunday was the board meeting for MYN. It was pretty dull and functional and wonderful. The last board meeting I went to (in September) traumatized me for a month due to the sheer amount of unneccesary, ridiculous drama. Hurrah for functional boards! Then Trevor and I went hung out at Kait's mom's place, where we did secret things and ate excessive amounts of gluten-free muffins. I love Kait's mom. She's so awesome.
And then we went sledding. Oh sledding. I haven't gone sledding in years. It was wicked. And I was the only person who didn't get injured in some way or another. Although I don't believe I've ever gotten really hurt sledding. Winded, quite often, but never really hurt. *knocks on wood*
Then I came home and cleaned the kitchen. The things under the burners are now clean, and the garbage (which was leaking and smelly) is now gone. The kitchen is about half-done now, and I should hopefully finish the rest of it tonight. I find it interesting how my parents leave and suddenly I realize that there is so much cleaning that I have to do. And take down all the Christmas decorations. Which I should also do tonight. *sigh*
Trying not to eat anything until it's a more reasonable time to eat supper. I'm not sure if I'm actually hungry or just bored. School starts on Thursday. I don't know if I'm excited or not. Doing nothing is kind of fun.

ETA: on second thought, five seems like a fine time for supper. mmm...food.

happyfish: (insane snape)
It's three thirty in the morning and I'm still wide awake. You know, it's weird, but I totally thought that not being insanely stressed out about school would automatically fix my sleep patterns. Apparently not. It's way too late to take a sleeping pill, too, because Kait's going to call me in the morning so she can pick me up and we can go hang out with Trevor. And I need to be ready neurotically early for that, because that is what I do.

I'm still worried that she won't like her Christmas present.
happyfish: (Winter)
I FINALLY have an idea for my final silk-screening project. Joys. One that I might actually like when I'm done, but we'll see. It's my final chance to prove (to myself, mostly) that I can actually register when I make the effort. So I need to make the effort.

Had a pretty relaxing day, today. I managed to get quite a few things done, although mostly not for school. Still, I'm mostly prepared for the pitch tomorrow for ACAD200. All I have to do is write the conclusion of the pitch (which is the part I'm doing) and then remember what I wrote. It shouldn't be hard. We've talked so much about this project and what our goals are and what the vision of our corporation is that I'm not really afraid of forgetting what I'm talking about. I'm just glad I'm not answering questions.

Then comes the paperwork. I don't even know when we'll have time to meet again this week, as a group. I have things I'm doing every night from Wednesday to Friday, and then it's the Show and Sale. I don't know if any of the group is going to want to meet then. We'll see. Thursday night I'm hanging out with Kait, which is super awesome exciting. xD Friday is Chrysalis, and bowling.

Three weeks till the end of term. I know what all my final projects are and what I need to do for them (in theory, at least). Four weeks until my parents come home. Mom keeps asking me if I want to invite friends over for Christmas dinner. I don't know how to explain to her that the last time I brought friends over for dinner, it was so awkward we had to go and get drunk afterwards. She didn't think it was awkward. She just thought I was being rude because I didn't want Trevor and Connor to see my high school pictures. Oh parents.

Had a yogurt today, and then my stomach started hurting. I've mostly written off feeling sick as anxiety. But...I dunno. Maybe it's something I'm eating. Worth thinking about anyway. At least, if it's something I'm eating, I can just STOP eating whatever it is. Anxiety I just have to wait out, and it's sucky.

I should get back to work. Just waiting for the water to boil so I can make tea.


Nov. 14th, 2008 04:07 pm
happyfish: (Vincent)
My ACAD200 project is going to be the death of me. *flail* I'm starting to get this really doomed feeling that we are aiming too high and trying too much in the time that we have. I swear we could be planning this thing for years and still not have everything ready.

Ah well.

I really just hope we don't have to write bylaws.

And I think I might stare in awe at Kait for a bit tonight, now that I have the briefest glimpse of how much fucking work it is to start a not-for-profit organization. Although I daresay she had longer than three weeks in which to do it all.


Nov. 13th, 2008 04:14 pm
happyfish: (allo)
I've done nothing productive this afternoon. It's been so freaking nice. The last couple of days, every time I tried to relax for a bit my brain would start spewing lists of what I still needed to do. I'm back to eating like a normal person again.

*takes a deep breath*

So freaking nice.

I was up till two this morning finishing my silk-screening project. Pictures to come, maybe. I'm pretty proud of it, despite the fact that I was half-awake when finishing it off, and there's probably a lot of things I could have done better. Hammers and one o'clock in the morning DON'T mix, though. In case you were wondering. The class seemed to like it too. There were a lot of suggestions for improvement, but with the 'if you had more time and a thousand dollars' kind of thing added at the end. It was kind of the best critique I've ever had. I think I may have actually learned something. *gasp*

Although I still don't like this one girl's prints. At all. And everyone else seems to completely love them, which is rather painful. The comment 'I kind of want to punch your print in the face as soon as I see it' isn't very constructive, so I didn't say much when everyone was ranting about how awesome the stupid thing was. Augh.

My final ACAD200 project scares the crap out of me. It's so big and complicated and oh my god I've only got a week. We're having group meetings almost every day for the next week because we've still got so much to do, yet. We only decided last night to be not-for-profit. I should be working on it now, but I really don't want to.

Got two letters in the mail today! Hurrah. One from Kait and one from Sasha. They made me smile. I love getting letters. Plus Jen promised to answer any letter I sent her, so there should be another one coming soon/eventually.

Life is good.

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So. Busy weekend. I posted a note on facebook earlier last week, saying something along the lines of 'hey, I'm going to be unemployed soon, who wants to hang out?' Next thing I knew my weekend was booked. I like having friends. <3
Friday was Kait's 'fresh start' party, on the day that would have been her wedding back before she broke up with her fiancee. There's a lot of drama involved in that, but I'm mostly not part of any of it, so it's ok. Anyway, lots of people there. Mostly people I don't know. The Hatches, they are a cheerful bunch. Hung out with the kings once they all got there, and met new people by showing them my sketchbook. It's an interesting way to meet people, especially because there's the picture of the nekkid lady in there as well. xD It was rad. And there was so much food, omg.
I'm still trying to figure out if Keiko remembers me or is just being super nice. And I think I spelt her name wrong.
Saturday was my last day of work. So now I'm officially unemployed. Work wasn't all that exciting, except that quite a few of my coworkes seemed genuininely sad to see me go. Especially my supervisor. It was rather warm and fuzzy making. Still not going back anytime soon though.
Saturday night was rollerskating and dancing with Tracy and Lacy! Gods, I haven't seen those two in far too long. Rollerskating was fun, although there were these really annoying kids that kept getting in the way and then falling over and stuff. They didn't play any of my requests, but we didn't stay there that long anyway. We went off to the Back Alley at like nine. It was ok at first. Not too crowded or anything. I think I had more alcohol that night than I have in the past six months. xD But I didn't get a hangover, and I still remember everything, so  you know. Not that everything that happened that night was worth remembering - so many drunken assholes. Augh. Wanted to hit someone. Still, I had my first boobie shot from the wonderful Megan, who is completely adorable. Got a ride home, too, from Jack. Always nice to not have to pay more for cab fare than I do for drinks.
Yesterday I did nothing. It was nice. xD I was supposed to go hang out with Em and Megs last night at Twisted, but they cancelled due to fatigue from their trip to Drumheller or something. I was a little disappointed, haven't seen either of them in a while, but I was also super tired from Saturday so it was nice to not have to do anything but laze around all day. Play guitar hero, you know. xD
Trevor's coming over today! hurrah! He's out of the hospital again, so we're going to play guitar hero (slighty obsessed, perhaps) in my basement because it's too fucking hot to go outside today. Eat lots of ice cream. Should be good times. Whenever he shows up...since he didn't say.
So yeah, that's it. Life is good. xD
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Thursday was Fake Mustache. I didn't do anything during the day, except go over my songs once or twice. They were the kind of songs where I didn't have to go over them obsessively, so I didn't practice all day. Em, who is my ride-giver now that she's living way up in the north, gave me a ride to the Soda, though we were nearly late due to trains and bad traffic. Kait's car scares the crap out of me. I got in and mentioned that it didn't sound quite healthy and all Em's response was 'Just you wait until we get on the Deerfoot.' The wonderful chugga chugga chugga sound is apparently due to a cracked axle, which meant the wheels could fall off and send us all to a spectacular firey death.
It was all very reassuring.
The show went well, despite Trevor's nerves (which nearly made him pass out at certain points, nearly all the kings watched him throughout the night to make sure he was encouraged and breathing properly). I did two Jonathan Coulton songs, which were fun. I wish there was less awkwardness backstage, though. I guess it's to be expected, what with all that's been happening, but I just - remember what it was like when the troupe wasn't split off in to separate groups of people on one side or another or just plain confused and trying to be neutral. There were several angry break-up songs in the show.
After it was over I went and crashed at Trevor's house, where the cat tried to sleep on my stomach all night. It's very cute, but purrs like a freaking harley and that's not quite so cute when it's keeping me awake.
Friday was Kait's birthday party. Trev and I went and bought her presents (almost all of them rainbow) during the day, and then hopped on the bus to Swan's Pub in Inglewood. The party was sweet, though I nearly died because Trev made a wisecrack whilst I was taking a drink. Jerk. People kept coming and leaving, rearranging the tables constantly and driving the poor waitress nearly crazy because no one would stay in the same seat for more than five minutes. It's ok, though, she was a good sport about it and I'm sure everyone tipped her well. There were plans to kidnap her and drag her to the next show, which she seemed to think more fun than working.
Got sick yesterday. Still not quite sure what I have, just feel really crappy. I've been having a lot of hot baths because I can't warm up. Drinking lots of tea. Mmm...tea. I still managed to enjoy the beautiful weather today, though. I freaking love spring. And warmth.
I need a job. Bah. After I get better. I hate being sick.
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Friday night was fun. Em picked me up, and managed to not get lost, which was impressive. Then I hung out all evening with her and Kait and we painted and ate really, really spicy home-made salsa. And talked about how it's weird that all these sixth graders are all into music and fashion, seeing how, when we were twelve, overalls were the coolest things ever. Especially if they were green cord overalls. It was sort of like a stitch and bitch, only with paintings.
Yesterday I attempted to do some research for my final FDTN paper. By five I was completely sick of it and ready to leave and do anything else. At all. Trevor finally called me, and we decided to go to twisted to the drag show. Which was pretty awesome, though dom showed up at the last second and was in the show. So we moved to the back, but by the time he was on, I was pretty drunk, and able to watch. It wasn't that impressive. He only got a dollar as a tip, and, I mean, some of the queens got a crapload more. Especially the really hot one in the white dress, whose name I can't remember. Because she was awesome.
We ran into Em in the washroom and then hung out with her and Kait and Megan and Patrick. I got really drunk off two drinks. Because I am that cool. It was pretty wicked, though really hot. I was wearing a long-sleeved shirt under a short-sleeved one, which wasn't good planning. And then, because I didn't really care at that point, I exchanged them right off the corner of the dance floor. While not binding or wearing an undershirt or anything. Em and Megan didn't even pretend that they weren't watching and enjoying it. Heh.
Headed back to Trev's place, where it took forever for the room-mates to stop bursting into the room and going 'bow-chica bow WOW!' all the time. And then, 'cause I'm well into the process of getting a cold, I didn't really fall asleep until six in the morning.
People keep thinking I'm with people, and I'm not. Do I have to put up a message saying that, no, I really am just flirting because now I'm allowed? I've gotten asked twice if I'm going out with Eric, and then once if I'm going out with Trevor.
I'm still single, people. Really. Promise.
Rachel and Erin came to Trev's place at, like, eleven this morning. They're all like, we're here to hang out with Trevor, who was very hung over at that point. He's too cool to drink water before going to bed. So I had two cups of coffee, and went out with them to see Horton Hears a Who! because I really, really don't want to write my paper, and wasn't going to do it today anyway. Really cute movie. They did a much better job than they did for the Grinch.
Didn't eat anything until three? Probably not the greatest idea. I should go eat something. And work on my paper.


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