Category Archives: Amalgam.

Scares.

Euchre Night was BACK and blowing my budget last night. So YAY. It was delightful to play again. I got hugged by a friendly old drunk man, who had earlier admonished Kirk for not paying attention. Read More →

Joe Btfsplk.

In an utterly foul mood this morning and I’m tired of complaining about not sleeping, so I won’t. Except, y’all, it really, really sucks to be so utterly exhausted, especially when you still don’t have a working water heater to blast you with life-giving shower water. Read More →

Auntie Mary Diane.

Probably wondering why I didn’t post an update this morning. Is it because

a) I am increasingly annoyed by the Toronto International Film Festival for making people I need to contact unreachable, and making it so that I am in the same time zone/country/province as my sometimes dream man, but not close enough to meet him.

b) I ran 10K in a nearly not-shit time this morning, but was then too exhausted to write anything

c) I ended up undoing seven rows of crocheted hat after I realized I had bungled instructions from the beginning, then decided to start again, despite it being very late indeed.

d) All of the above

Of course it’s d).

It’s interesting how mundane I’ve made my incredibly fascinating life sound, eh?

Here is a three-legged kitten wearing hats.

Tiny humans.

ZOMG, I didn’t write this morning. I was too busy hitting the dollar store for last minute gift wrap (a spinster doesn’t have baby-appropriate colours of tissue paper!) and prizes for a trivia game I was commissioned to write. (Hello Kitty Pez Dispensers.) Read More →

Muddling through, complaining all the way.

One of the many ways I’m not jiving with the zeitgeist*: Read More →

Being interesting.

I’m going on a bit of a Facebook hiatus and toning down (somewhat) my tweeting in hopes of being a more productive writer of more substantial things. And yet? This morning, I really don’t have much to work with, and yesterday was a write-off creatively, since I opted to watch five episodes of ‘The Wire’ while taking care of cooking and cleaning things. Oops. I also threw in an episode of ‘Sherlock’ (rewatching for the third time) which made me heartachingly homesick for London (specifically the running around Soho bit in ‘A Study in Pink’).

Here are some quite interesting things to peruse (mostly lady business-related), as I don’t have a Facebook wall to share them on today.

Domesticity.

Spent last night watching ridiculous.summer blockbusters that I missed in theatres, which reminds me that I haven’t updated my Movies page in months. I wonder if I will remember even half the titles I saw at this point.

The Avengers was fun, as expected, and The Hunger Games was kind of a mess, also as expected. I watched the latter with my younger brother; his attitude throughout was ‘Why is this so popular? It makes no sense. They’re still mining COAL? WTF!?’, etc. He’s not wrong. I felt these things while reading the books, but devoured them anyway.

I still love Jennifer Lawrence, though.

Finally getting back on track with putting most of my lunch stuff together on the weekend as a money-saving measure. Well, that and so I don’t make do with junk (both in nutritional and actual tastiness measures – take out options near work are pretty pathetic). So, today I am making what I call Rooty Soup, some black bean burrito filling, mini-frittatas, and quinoa pilaf/salad that can be served hot or cold.

But first, I have to get out from under the blankets (and cat) and buy some leeks. It is chilly and damp, so this has taken hours (two episodes of ‘The Wire”s worth) of self up-psyching.

Catching up.

Talking points and other business, some of which is worth returning to eventually, maybe:

  • I am going to have to run a lot more not to suck as much as I did at this morning. Good lord, it was ugly. And now my other hip hurts.
  • In the space of four Chinatown blocks, I saw two cars do u-turns, and one turn right, cutting me off, all without the use of turn signals. It was also in Chinatown that I got a flat on Wednesday. I should just stop trying to bike there.
  • It’s weird to think that, in my life (hell, in my adult life) Subway has gone from being a slightly exotic food outlet (no, actually, it was crazy novel in the mid-90s) to the choice of the cheap and the desperate.
  • I’ve already done some of my cold weather fattening up and am between jean sizes again. I hate that. I decided to brave the muffin top this morning, something I am now regretting now that I dropped a mustardy bit of lettuce on my belly.
  • Shuddup, Nikki Finke.
  • This is my favourite magazine correction ever.
  • I’m well behind on my Drupally/archive project, mostly out of frustration (with work, life, etc., not the project) and laziness, but hope to have something up soon.
  • It’s time for a Monkees break. This song is great. The footage from the episode is incongruous and silly, as usual.

Listening.

Busy day, as I’m taking Monday off (YAY COTTAGE TIME), and as I stopped by some overpriced food places on the way into work (it was time for my quarterly tea splurge, and things spiralled from there), I don’t have much time to write here. Read More →

Wiliness.

It’s official, my cat is on a campaign to refatten. He has figured out how to get into the cabinet where his treats can be found and knock them to the floor. Luckily, despite his extra toes looking like thumbs, he doesn’t have the dexterity to open the bag. Read More →