#NUMBER 151ONEHUNDRED&FIFTYONE
So we are on official Blizzard warning for the first time in my life. SO EXCITING! SO COLD! SO… miserable.

I will start with some sweet misery, so that the happiness is more so in comparison.

My neighbour of sixteen years just died. He was old and had Alzheimer’s and kidney failure, but it’s tragic all the same. I feel so stomach in my butt for Trudy. Loosing a husband must suck.

I won’t even venture farther into that, cause if I do… ouch…

Anywho, that is all the bad I can remember… apart from nearly suffocating on the cold this morning on my walk/run to work. It was scary. I had a toque, and a scarf and everything! It was SO cold… but luckily I didn’t work the day before yesterday, when it was minus 33C! I would certainly be dead if I had.

SPEAKING OF DEATH! (Reoccurring theme what?) I woke at 2am to the most realistic and horrifying car crash dream I ever did have. In it Naomi was driving up 15th on the corner of Central, and she was in a terrible accident… And it was awful. Then today, when she was dropping me off after taking amusing photos for her band (PLUG!) The Arbitrarys, we lived through the exact dream minus the crash of course. The scary thing is that just down the road where Ospika and 15th meet, Naomi was almost in an accident the other day. CREEPY! Today after taking pics of the band (Naomi and Josh) we went to Than Vu (sp?) and had some eats. Vietnamese is the bomb! More about Asians coming up soon.

In slightly amusingness: A while ago someone attempted suicide, and luckily for me, and for them, and the rest of the world, they were unsuccessful. Anyways, I was talking to this person on the phone last night when I looked at my wrist and saw a scratch running the length of the vein on the underside of my arm. Of course I decided to verbalize this as, “Oh wow! It looks like I attempted suicide!” Luckily for me nothing but laughter ensued. It was actually quite hysterical. I think that laughing was very much needed.

That is one of many, many documented cases of my foot-in-mouth disease. Yesterday on the bus there were two other incidents. On a bus loaded with Asian students I noticed one who was mega bundled up outside at the bus stop. I meant to ask if that person was freezing and if they should be on this bus. But all I got out was, “Is that an Asian?!” before I noticed what I said and hid my face. Also, the bus kept going over these huge snow bumps, and every time we would I would comment on how it was like we were driving over dead bodies. Katie asked why I kept saying so, and I commented that I had just watched Hotel Rwanda. For those of you who have not seen this film, you now must.

In past news, I went to Vancouver, and saw Joel Parisien and his band NewWorldSon perform, hung out a bit, and went to a gay bar where there were unexpected strippers in showers. It was far too amusing. I also ate felafels, and I don’t remember what else…

Umm, I have been getting signed up for banking, and get this! I am signed up for RRP’s! How brilliant! Hopefully by the time I am old and wrinkly, I will have a large sum saved up to create an indestructible robot, hell-bent on global destruction! (I am now on the FBI’s ten most wanted list)

I am going to play with photos now, so later betches!


PS. Post 151 in honour of Mew, the 151st Pokemon. THAT’S RIGHT!

PPS. I work from 9-5 tomorrow!
My baby takes the morning train
he works from nine till five and then
He takes another home again
to find me waiting for him