I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living.
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Friday, February 24, 2012
Thursday, February 23, 2012
I'm a dance hall dirty breakbeat; make the snow fall up from underneath your feet; not alone, I'll be there; tell me when you want to go
Happy Thursday, blog posse!
I was just cleaning the dreaded "under the bed" or at least, I was trying to, but I got sooo incredibly distracted, that I still have not really cleaned a thing, and maaan is it dusty. But, alas, here I sit, blogging about it.
What managed to capture my attention for so long, was a binder. One of those old ones from like highschool, with the zippers and the many pockets and little built in file folders. This particular binder was a garish shade of pink, that had been absolutely COVERED in black sharpie from some of my days working at the carwash. *breaks into song*
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(Niki youtubes song and puts on iphone)
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Alrighty, I'm back. Like I said, distractions, distractions! Anyways, in this binder of memories, I found like 50 cards! I do this weird thing where I seriously keep like every single card I have ever gotten for like the last ten years (and probably before that too, but my mum most likely threw them out. She thinks its hording, I think its treasuring...) Anyways, they stay on my fridge for like the ENTIRE year, until the new ones come along. Birthday cards, graduation cards, valentines day cards, Christmas cards, you name it! So I sat and read them for like an hour, and it just really made me feel so lucky. (Yes, I'm going to get all mushy on you here...ew.) It really made me realize, I couldn't have made it this far without all of the encouragement and trust and love from all of my family, friends and coworkers. I am lucky to have such a great group of people to stand by my side and believe in me! Wow you guys are awesome! It's hard to keep in touch when you aren't in the same city, or sometimes even the same province or country as the people you care about, but it is really true what they say - the people that truly care will make it happen. I guess what I'm trying to say, is... THANK YOU!
Aaaaaand that is the first draft of my noble prize winning speech..... KIDDING! I really mean it. It never comes out on paper quite the way I want it to, but I'm honestly just kind of overcome with emotion right now anyways. (psst - that means I may or may not have shed a tear on this keyboard..)
Anyhoo, back to packing. Did I mention I'm moving, by the way!?! Juniper, with Amanda! March 15th. Think 1200 square feet of awesome, with a master bedroom and a true blue kitchen table, 5 minutes from work. WEEOO! I am so excited I can hardly breathe! So basically, between that and work going so fabulously (i'm selling replacment policies like a maniac) my life is good. I've just decided that instead of dating I'll settle for brainwashing Ryan Kesler into leaving his wife and marrying me instead in like 5 years or something. Problem solved!
I'll post a brotip tomorrow or something to get this blog back on track and out from underneath the cloud of sappy lovey emotions :P
"Life is too short to be anything but happy"
I was just cleaning the dreaded "under the bed" or at least, I was trying to, but I got sooo incredibly distracted, that I still have not really cleaned a thing, and maaan is it dusty. But, alas, here I sit, blogging about it.
What managed to capture my attention for so long, was a binder. One of those old ones from like highschool, with the zippers and the many pockets and little built in file folders. This particular binder was a garish shade of pink, that had been absolutely COVERED in black sharpie from some of my days working at the carwash. *breaks into song*
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(Niki youtubes song and puts on iphone)
--------
Alrighty, I'm back. Like I said, distractions, distractions! Anyways, in this binder of memories, I found like 50 cards! I do this weird thing where I seriously keep like every single card I have ever gotten for like the last ten years (and probably before that too, but my mum most likely threw them out. She thinks its hording, I think its treasuring...) Anyways, they stay on my fridge for like the ENTIRE year, until the new ones come along. Birthday cards, graduation cards, valentines day cards, Christmas cards, you name it! So I sat and read them for like an hour, and it just really made me feel so lucky. (Yes, I'm going to get all mushy on you here...ew.) It really made me realize, I couldn't have made it this far without all of the encouragement and trust and love from all of my family, friends and coworkers. I am lucky to have such a great group of people to stand by my side and believe in me! Wow you guys are awesome! It's hard to keep in touch when you aren't in the same city, or sometimes even the same province or country as the people you care about, but it is really true what they say - the people that truly care will make it happen. I guess what I'm trying to say, is... THANK YOU!
Aaaaaand that is the first draft of my noble prize winning speech..... KIDDING! I really mean it. It never comes out on paper quite the way I want it to, but I'm honestly just kind of overcome with emotion right now anyways. (psst - that means I may or may not have shed a tear on this keyboard..)
Anyhoo, back to packing. Did I mention I'm moving, by the way!?! Juniper, with Amanda! March 15th. Think 1200 square feet of awesome, with a master bedroom and a true blue kitchen table, 5 minutes from work. WEEOO! I am so excited I can hardly breathe! So basically, between that and work going so fabulously (i'm selling replacment policies like a maniac) my life is good. I've just decided that instead of dating I'll settle for brainwashing Ryan Kesler into leaving his wife and marrying me instead in like 5 years or something. Problem solved!
I'll post a brotip tomorrow or something to get this blog back on track and out from underneath the cloud of sappy lovey emotions :P
"Life is too short to be anything but happy"
Friday, February 17, 2012
I wish I had a mango tree
In my backyard
With you standin next to me
Take the picture
From her lips I heard her say
Can I have you
Caught up in what to say
I said you do
I said you do
I said you do
Through my eyes I can see
A shooting star
Weavn it's way across the sea
Somewhere from mars
Down the street we would run
To scratch our names in the park
Young and free in the sun
Wheels upon the tar
I said you do
I said you do
I said you do.
In my backyard
With you standin next to me
Take the picture
From her lips I heard her say
Can I have you
Caught up in what to say
I said you do
I said you do
I said you do
Through my eyes I can see
A shooting star
Weavn it's way across the sea
Somewhere from mars
Down the street we would run
To scratch our names in the park
Young and free in the sun
Wheels upon the tar
I said you do
I said you do
I said you do.
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