happyfish: (Car)
Really stressed out, to the point where I think I'm starting to get sick. Bugger. I don't have time for this.

Going to see the new niece tonight, if I don't decide to stay home for the sake of not making her sick.
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.

happyfish: (Tumnus)
The Mount Royal Gender Bender was last night. It was, frankly, kind of a gong show. All the kings were there, prepared and on time (we've had punctuality beaten into us over the years). But we had no idea what we were really doing in terms of when we were performing or how long of a time-slot we had; the guy in charge of organizing the entire event wouldn't get back to Trevor, who was in charge of organizing the kings. The other people performing didn't even show up until eleven. It started at nine, or was supposed to. I think we actually started performing at ten, and there were about ten people in the audience. Half of them were drunk out of their minds.

The kings performed well, and so did the Rocky Horror people. I admit that after a while I stopped caring and just didn't want to be there. I've been kind of morose lately. A mixture of starting to get sick and some news from a friend that wasn't actually surprising, but I'm still somewhat bitter about it anyway. And I don't know why.

Also ended up inadvertently volunteering for the U of C Gender Bender. Now I have to pick a song and try and figure out when I have to be there. I'm a little excited for that one, I admit. It was an amazing show last year. There will certainly be people there, and apparently I need an audience to feed off of or I just kind of feel like an idiot.

Finally got to see my adoptive nephew yesterday, though. Two-week old Koda, who was quite grumpy and reminded me within five minutes of walking in the door that I am nervous around children. They're like aliens. Kind of cool, but totally from a different planet. Trevor is so good with him, though. It's totally adorable.

I've been home for two and a half hours now and I'm finally starting to feel warm. I can probably get rid of this before it gets worse and makes me miss school (or worse! A drag show!), so I'm not too worried. Just sort of sore and gross feeling. I'm just glad that I waited to get sick until after the Paper of Dooooom was handed in.

Also, about the snow? What the fuck. Thanks a lot, weather gods. I hate you too.

It's perfect for making snowmen, though. If only I felt up to it.

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.


May. 13th, 2008 08:01 pm
happyfish: (rainbows)
If the coughing continues for much longer I'm going to a freaking doctor. I've two drag shows coming up and a dance number planned for both and I can't practice for them if I can't freaking breathe!


Might be working for Superstore again. Need to keep trying to get a hold of the hiring lady who called me today at the obscene hour of 9:30 am. It's them or Canadian Tire and I'm not interested in anything Canadian Tire sells. Except for sunflowers. And maybe paint. We'll see. I really need a job and soon.

Today my brother bit his tongue so badly that it bled. It was impressive.

I got my rainbow quilt out from the corner it's been hiding in. Kind of want to work on it, though it's hard because Mom took almost all of the quilting stuff (rotary cutter, measuring board, etc) with her to Saudi and I don't have enough extra cash to just go out and buy some myself. I really want to start making something though. Something pretty.

I'd also love to have socks with no holes in them.
happyfish: (Focus)
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.
happyfish: (Screaming Violet)
So it's been two weeks since I got sick and I'm still coughing, damnit. Already been to the doctor. Already finished the bottle of uber-strong cough syrup that he perscribed me. It worked, but unfortunately ran out before my cough did. Plus it made me really sleepy (especially when I took about three times as much as I should have. ahahaha. I'm so smrt!)
Went to the zoo the Sunday before last with Caro. Sooo much fun. I love the zoo. And I got to see a kinkajou! :D I was totally geeking out too, and Caro was like, that's nice Jasper, you nerd. I made her the most disgustingly sappy cd for our year-and-a-half. And took a lot of pictures of flamingos. Did you know that a group of flamingos is called a flamboyance? That makes me so happy. xD
Still not employed. My room-mate's mom thought of hiring me as some medical transcriber, but I tried it a bit and it's crazy. I dunno if I can do it, though I should try anyway because I really, really just need a job at this point. Can't concentrate today, though. ugh.
Swing dancing Saturday! Hurrah!
happyfish: (drag!Snape)
So I woke up this morning and felt like crap. Spent the next few hours alternating between sleeping, getting hot baths and drinking my bodyweight in tea. Mmm....tea...
And then when I was feeling a bit better and sitting in Mom's room chatting about nothing she out of nowhere asks me who my girlfriend is. So I tell her. And we have this talk about...I don't know, how I feel and how she feels. None of it particularly surprising to me. She thinks it's some sort of phase or that it's 'natural for girls to feel close (I think that was the word? Or maybe it was something about bonding) to their best friend.' And I was like, uh huh. Not like this. But I didn't try to explain. I was crying enough as it was. And there was shit about the Bible and how God didn't create men to sleep with men and women to sleep with women. Like I said, nothing particularly surprising. Oh, other than the fact that my brother apparently now knows because my parents told him. I'm not actually mad, but...damn. It wasn't theirs to tell. Oh well. Now I'm out to just about everyone.
I registered for classes, too. Hurrah. Stupid drawing class is on Saturday, again, but it was the only one so I have to take it. Oh? And one of my required classes apparently likes to be on Thursday nights. Till ten. I have until the winter semester to find out if it's something I can get away with skipping once a month or no. I would be very, very sad if I had to miss FM for a whole semester.


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