Hurts so… no, just hurts.
Rhomboids: knotted Trapezials: tight & hard as rocks Range of motion: down to about 50% Massage Therapist: ON BLOODY VACATION! *sob* Continue reading Hurts so… no, just hurts.
Occasional musings from a Left-coast Canadian ExPat in Oxford.
Rhomboids: knotted Trapezials: tight & hard as rocks Range of motion: down to about 50% Massage Therapist: ON BLOODY VACATION! *sob* Continue reading Hurts so… no, just hurts.
I gave my very first Toastmasters speech last night. I think it went well.
Unfortunately, they evaluate on technique and delivery rather than content. My content was the highlight of the speech – but they saw right through it and tore a strip off my speaking ability (which has seriously dwindled over the past years).
Regardless, I didn’t faint or throw up or lose my place completely, so it was a moderate success.
Actual content is after the jump if you’re interested.
Continue reading “Heart Ice Breaker”
There was a period of time where I took really good care of myself. Ate well, did yoga once a week, aerobics/weights 3 other days a week, got enough sleep… I felt GOOD. That, of course, did not last long. It all went out the window, and in turn, I’ve felt like absolute ASS for … Continue reading Ohmmmm
I’m taking a SpeechCrafters course through work. It’s pretty cool – it’s a Toastmasters program, and it’s free as long as I show up for 5/8 weeks. I’m pretty stoked. I have to deliver my first speech for tomorrow. Do you think it’s finished yet? Of course not. Ideally, it should’ve been done two days … Continue reading This is me in Grade 9
An Open Letter to the Five “big” local FM stations: Dear DJs, Can we stop with the sad songs each and every song all day long today? Even the rock station is playing weepy Emo songs. And when the country station is starting to sound the most optimistic – well there’s a problem. I’ve really … Continue reading Hey Mr. DJ
Every year I want to have a Christmas party. And every year my plans are foiled, because EVERYONE has Christmas parties, and all the good dates are taken by the time I decide to pick one. Perhaps this year I will start early. REALLY EARLY. Like Now. If you wanted to pick your perfect date … Continue reading It’s beginning to look a lot like….
They have upped the coffee prices 36% in the Cafeteria.
This right around the time my poor addled brain and weary body are starting to demand two paco-sized mugs* a day instead of just one.
And y’all – I am already running myself into the poor house (why must you taunt me with your bonus time Clinique!)
So the dilemma is this: Do I get up early enough to brew a cuppa joe before I head out in the morning, likely negating the need for two cups at all – since it means I’ll actually be awake before I leave? Or do I just suck it up and fork out the cashola in exchange for that extra 20 mins of sleep?
Other points to consider: The cafeteria coffee here is among the most rancid I’ve ever tasted. My coffee consists of freshly ground premium beans (think Seattle based java emporium – I know someone who gets her “free pound of beans a week” and doesn’t drink the stuff), filtered water, and steamed soymilk.
What would Jesus you do?
Continue reading “To Brew, or not to Brew”
My local Canada Post employees are the most INCOMPETENT FUCKERS EVER. That is all. Anyone have a photocopier I can kick the shit out of? Continue reading Going Postal
A tiny piece of my personal musical history just died. Too bad that you had to get caught, That’s not like you to lose face. So sad that you’re not as smart, As you thought you were in the first place. Continue reading Too Bad
You know it’s likely going to be an interesting week when you wake up to your alarm, and your first thought is to shout at it something to the tune of: “PC LOAD LETTER?? WHAT THE FUCK!!!?!?!” Someone’s got a case of the Mondays. Continue reading Signs
I always miss having a fireplace when the first fall weather rolls in. There’s something about the warmth and the crackling and the coziness of a fire and some hot tea and a good book that makes it seem like everything perfect is hunkered down there with me in my living room. Somehow I doubt … Continue reading Crackle
Fun song lyrics of the week: Back when a “Ho” was a Hoe Coke was a Coke And crack’s what you were doin’ When you were crackin’ jokes Back when a screw was a screw The wind was all that blew And when you said “I’m down with that” It meant you had the flu … Continue reading Back When
Preamble: watching Friday Night Lights, pondering the trials and tribulations (and memories) of living in a small town where the biggest goal is getting out (and also lusting after Tim McGraw), in a disgustingly popular movie theatre, where miraculously, it is less than 25% full and nobody is being annoying… yet…
(unspoken thoughts italicized in parentheses)
Her: Engrossed in movie
Him: “blah blah something something”
rinse and repeat 3 times or until thoroughlly peeved
Her: Engrossed in movie
Him: “blah blah something else”
Her: “SHHH!!!”
15 minutes later…
Her: Just getting back into movie
Him: “blah blah something something”
Her: (DIE.)
Fast Forward to car ride home…
Continue reading “Kiss Off”
Hi. My name is Jen and I am TOTALLY IRRESPONSIBLE. Someone please take away my credit cards, and DO NOT let me anywhere near the mall. I just checked my online banking statement, and all I can say is thank God this chair has armrests, or I may have fallen off of it completely. Continue reading Eep.
Woot. I just bought 2 tickets to the Brad May & Friends Hockey Challenge (scroll down). I suggest you go get yours now, before they’re all gone. It’s likely the only chance to see any of our Boys in Blue on the ice this winter. And when else are you going to see the Canucks … Continue reading HOCKEY TIME