Adios 2009!

Here I am on the last day of 2009. What a year! It's been full of so many amazing experiences along with the usual stresses and worries, but still absolutely incredible. I wish I could pick just one favourite moment of the year but there really are too many to pick just one. Instead I'm going to give a brief list of the greatest moments of the year in the order that they happen to pop into my head.

*Tofino with Anne. I've known her since I was 2 and we've been able to hold our friendship together through the years. We haven't lived in the same city since we were in our early teens, but we always pick up just where we left off. Tofino was no different. We spent an entire weekend surfing and doing yoga. Eating all raw, all organic food and shivering in the rain. We spooned (it was cold), laughed (at nothing in particular) and were called lesbians (we did look pretty haggard), and it was another incredibly memorable trip to add to our list.

*Passing stats. I almost can't believe it, but I did it!

*All of the concerts I went to. No Doubt could only have been better had Leah been there with us. We missed her, but still loved the show. Kings of Leon! WOW, they were fantastic live! My feet paid the ultimate price for that weekend but I looked good and was in the company of some great people, stayed in a hotel with a beautiful view and witnessed Alicia's first Caesar (you sneaky kids!). Virgin fest with the brother was a great time. It was hot as hell and the line up sucked but it was free! And we were VIP so that helped. Besides the fact that I managed to spill my beer all over place, inadvertently steal someones seats then rudely claim they were my seats, and then had things thrown at my head, stone temple pilots was so much fun! Even after all these years they still sound good and it was a nice change from the last concert Blake and I had went to (see marilyn manson post).

*The Victoria film fest. Fraser and I saw some really messed up movies. One involved a gay vampire, another involved drag queens and another involved 1000 randomly placed blank journals. Out of the 5 we had decided to see 2 were amazing, 1 was too strange to classify, 1 was a bore and 1 we didn't bother seeing. Still a good experience.

*Vegas with my family. I was drunk for a lot of that trip, didn't win any money, spent too much, ate too much, sweat too much and didn't tan enough. It was a riot though and worth every penny.

*Any of the times I was home in Calgary. I feel so loved and at ease when I'm home.

*The Dalia Lama! OMG I am still so pumped about that! One of the most inspirational things I've ever experienced and I wish everyone could have had the opportunity to see him.

*My brother's 18th birthday. He was so surprised to see me there! It was priceless! He's grown up so fast, it's a little stupid! He'll always be my baby brother though. Even when he's in his 60s.

*Seattle with Sara, Alicia and Jess. Even though I was sick the whole time I still loved every moment of it. From the continual thumbs up to the hours of laughing. The Kardashian's couldn't have done it better!

I know there are so many other moments that I've missed, but that doesn't mean they were any less amazing. I've met a lot of great people this year and have been enriched by each of them in some way.
I can't wait to see what the next year brings.

The worst habit I have

I don't have many vices and I don't have many horrible habits. The key word there is "many". I'm a normal person and thus I do have a few less than desirable traits. But it's our faults that build our characters and make us "human" as they say. I'm well aware of said traits and there is one in particular that stalks me like a ferocious predator prepped and ready to take me out. I can feel it creeping up on me and I have no idea how to stop it, let alone deal with it once it's sunk it's greedy teeth into me.
And it's arrived once again, almost right on time.
My worst habit could go by the name of "self sabotage."
I'm so terrified of getting into a situation that I can't get out of that I end up looking for an excuse to run away as fast as my legs can go. Instead of trying to find a way to deal with my impending insecurities I let them take over in silence. I put on a good show and pretend like I'm justified in making the decisions that I make, when really I'm just doing whats easy. Giving up. I've managed to talk myself out of a lot of things that could have been interesting, if nothing else.
That being said, I don't regret any of the times I stealthy escaped with my ego intact. One day I might though. That'll be a miserable day.
I'm in the midst of this deliberately destructive behaviour and I'm trying really hard to get over it, because underneath the insecurities I'm happy and there is nothing really wrong.
I guess I just need a little reassurance. I need to know that I'm making the right decision. That I'm not in this alone.

I've moved over to the dark side

Yes, I've finally done it. I've made the switch from a PC to a mac. EEEEEEE!!!! I really don't know how to work this machine, but so far I like it! It weighs way less than my massive 17inch laptop. Which as of a few weeks ago is no longer a laptop. I can't let it go unplugged or else it will die in a matter of minutes. So I can roam as far as the cable goes. Not that far really. It would have been probably easy to fix but I'm tired of that thing. Time to move on.
Now here I am joining the Mac army. Soon enough I'll be one of those fanboys that raves on and on about their mac, or so everyone who owns a mac keeps telling me.
I don't have anything against PCs they are great for a lot of things, and I will probably still use mine from time to time. But my macbook will be my go to travel buddy.
Now if only I could figure what everything does and I'll be set.
Bye bye for now PC.

It won't feel like christmas until I'm home

I just finished my last final exam! Hurray! Also, I just completed my last fall semester of my undergrad degree. Possibly the last fall semester of my life, but don't hold me to that one just yet! It's been a long exam break waiting for this day to come, but it's here and I survived. Now I'm jumping out of my skin with anticipation.
I can't wait to be at home!
Back in C-Town there is snow, and ugly dead trees and brown grass and a windchill that equals hypothermic death. But it's ok, because without those things it just doesn't feel like Christmas. That and all my loved ones. They are what really makes the holidays.
Can't wait to see everyone!

Dear world

Enough about Tiger Woods already! There are a million things we could be occupying our time with that don't involve the words "tiger" "hookers" "cheater" and "another one". Being famous isn't an excuse for being unfaithful. Let it die and let him figure his shit out on his own.
That is all!

Maybe I could have skipped the jagger

For some insane reason, I agreed to drive the boy to work this morning. At 6 am. Now on an average day this wouldn't be anything particularly challenging. However, last night was our staff Christmas party. I was in fine form! Started drinking around noon and was with beverage from that point on.
I had a blast! Crawled into bed around 1:30 or so feeling pretty messy.5:30am rolled up pretty quickly and I DID NOT want to get up, but Blake's car was still at work and I don't think he would have liked me telling him to walk there. I thought about it though. Seriously.
I was feeling pretty sick so I gave up the keys and sunk into the passenger seat. As I've gotten a little older, my stomach has turned into a mutinous beast when drink. I'm never sure if it's trying to save me from feeling worse or to punish me for my binging, but either way good 'ol stomach was having none of this car ride.
We were about 3 minutes from our destination when I knew it was coming. I had been trying really hard to make until Blake's house but I couldn't.
"Ummmm could you pull over please," I say.
So there I am, still in my P.Js, and wearing my work dress shoes on the side of the road at around 6 in the morning. I'm bent over beside the car, holding my hair back with one hand and my hoodie string with the other. My stomach is getting ready to unleash and I'm just hoping that the boy stays in the car.
Of course that doesn't happen and the timing was impeccable. Just as he comes around the car I throw up everywhere.
And this is where it got fun.
He starts dry heaving at the site of me vomiting all over the road. It's not even light out and I'm throwing up and laughing because I can hear the boy heaving a few feet away. Sympathy pukes. How sweet.
What a ridiculous pair!
It was as hilarious as it was disgusting.

It`s Alive!!

I have emerged from the library, surprisingly in one piece. I seem to have most of my hair left and managed to refrain from gouging my eyes out. All my papers were finished last week and my stats final of death is done as of this morning! Hurray!
I am currently celebrating with a much need alcoholic beverage with more to come.
It`s my staff Christmas party tonight.
This will get messy!