Ladies and dirty old men, i mean, gentlemen:
Today I will attempt to dye my hair blond. Everyone who I've consulted think it's a bad idea, but fuck it I'm dying my hair blond.
...Only, it won't actually be blond because there is no bleach in this formula, and my hair will just get a little lighter. The same thing happens why I try to dye my hair bright red or orange. For asians, the whole hair colour section at the store is called BROWN. Many, many different shades of brown that must be picked very carefully. Because you might end up with that horrible dark brown instead of the dark brown of the season. PFFT whatever. Pick a random box and you'll have some random brown that looks like any other random brown from another random box!
By the way, toothpastefordinner.com is the place to be if you love random shit as much as I do!
But wouldn't it be cool if there are little things you can do to look more like Jessica Alba? NO! ...I mean, yes... but, NO! Anyway she's hot. But she'll never beat Angelina.
Hmm. I'm having second thoughts about this hair colouring business. I kind of like my hair this specific shade of brown. BUT WHATEVER! Random brown here we go!
You know I meant to say random blond.
28.6.05
26.6.05
People with boyfriends AND roomates
A certain social epidemic has caught my attention over the past two years.
It seems that girls like to keep their boyfriends overnight at her place, and forget all basic manners towards her roomates. First of all, she doesn't ask if her boyfriend could stay over, or give any sort of notification. When he gets to her place, she doesn't introduce him to anyone, and ~in the midst of their romantic yearning to be in eachothers arms~ [give me a break] she forgets to lock the door. And while the two wine and dine [making a mess in the kitchen], cuddle [taking up more common space than they think; nobody is going to sit on the couch beside you], giggle, fuck [sometimes way too loudly], and fight [violence is always refreshing, isn't it?], the roomates are left with no option but to find as many distractions as possible until peace is restored. Timid roomates may go as far as skipping meals to avoid the couple. But peace doesn't come easy, or often. The boyfriend tends to stay over for days on end, even while his girlfriend is out. In unfortunate cases this boyfriend would talk to the roomate and ask of ridiculous favours.
The solution: If you want to live together, then live together in your own legit flat. If you only want to live with him half the time, then get your own flat and have him over half the time. If you only want him over once in a while, then only have him over once in a while; once a week, tops. If you're too cheap to get your own flat, then get with the program and stop being the selfish inconsiderate roomate you are.
It seems that girls like to keep their boyfriends overnight at her place, and forget all basic manners towards her roomates. First of all, she doesn't ask if her boyfriend could stay over, or give any sort of notification. When he gets to her place, she doesn't introduce him to anyone, and ~in the midst of their romantic yearning to be in eachothers arms~ [give me a break] she forgets to lock the door. And while the two wine and dine [making a mess in the kitchen], cuddle [taking up more common space than they think; nobody is going to sit on the couch beside you], giggle, fuck [sometimes way too loudly], and fight [violence is always refreshing, isn't it?], the roomates are left with no option but to find as many distractions as possible until peace is restored. Timid roomates may go as far as skipping meals to avoid the couple. But peace doesn't come easy, or often. The boyfriend tends to stay over for days on end, even while his girlfriend is out. In unfortunate cases this boyfriend would talk to the roomate and ask of ridiculous favours.
The solution: If you want to live together, then live together in your own legit flat. If you only want to live with him half the time, then get your own flat and have him over half the time. If you only want him over once in a while, then only have him over once in a while; once a week, tops. If you're too cheap to get your own flat, then get with the program and stop being the selfish inconsiderate roomate you are.
7.6.05
Government Worker
Here I am again, an hour before I can leave boring boring work. My data-entry task is getting overwhelmingly huge. I’m about half way through finding the addresses for those 2500 given postal codes and already I’ve got over 10,000 entries in the excel file. [More than one address for each postal code.] This morning I was “in” Quebec and now I’m done Ontario, sweeping west. Vancouver here I come! Yeah right, I wish!
Highlight: FOREST was one of the hick towns I looked up! So it DOES exist!
Sometimes the clicking back and forth makes me dizzy and sends me to sleep. Then I find myself in trouble because I’d have to backtrack to find where I was and to see if I had made any mistakes. Would it be too ambitious to want the whole database done by Thursday? With some time for another blog entry maybe? =P
Today’s an extra long day. 10 hours of work. “10 hours” with I guess 15 minutes scraped from the start and ends, haha! These extra hours will help me get Friday off, so I can leave in the morning for T.O., the center of the universe. Boss is still gone btw, for the week.
Vanessa has finally contacted me, through e-mail. It was an invite to go clubbing. Vanessa, for those of you don’t don’t know, is a friend from the Loo who landed a job near Ottawa as well. Oh how I long to club! But, I’m going home this weekend, which is even better. Plus, that email was dated 2 weeks ago anyway. It’s just that I found it now.
Anyhow, she’s apparently a very outgoing adventurous person and has been getting to know the downtown pretty well! Good, now I’ve got someone to show me around! Someone to act as motivation for me to go out to see the city too. It should be good. Unless of course she was exaggerating about the “great city” and clubbing / bar hopping every weekend. I wouldn’t be surprised if that was the case! Despite that I’m glad we finally found each other’s contacts and began to make plans.
Here’s something funny for you Chinese People: BIG EYES LOOK TOO FAR.
How’s that for a translation! Haha!
Highlight: FOREST was one of the hick towns I looked up! So it DOES exist!
Sometimes the clicking back and forth makes me dizzy and sends me to sleep. Then I find myself in trouble because I’d have to backtrack to find where I was and to see if I had made any mistakes. Would it be too ambitious to want the whole database done by Thursday? With some time for another blog entry maybe? =P
Today’s an extra long day. 10 hours of work. “10 hours” with I guess 15 minutes scraped from the start and ends, haha! These extra hours will help me get Friday off, so I can leave in the morning for T.O., the center of the universe. Boss is still gone btw, for the week.
Vanessa has finally contacted me, through e-mail. It was an invite to go clubbing. Vanessa, for those of you don’t don’t know, is a friend from the Loo who landed a job near Ottawa as well. Oh how I long to club! But, I’m going home this weekend, which is even better. Plus, that email was dated 2 weeks ago anyway. It’s just that I found it now.
Anyhow, she’s apparently a very outgoing adventurous person and has been getting to know the downtown pretty well! Good, now I’ve got someone to show me around! Someone to act as motivation for me to go out to see the city too. It should be good. Unless of course she was exaggerating about the “great city” and clubbing / bar hopping every weekend. I wouldn’t be surprised if that was the case! Despite that I’m glad we finally found each other’s contacts and began to make plans.
Here’s something funny for you Chinese People: BIG EYES LOOK TOO FAR.
How’s that for a translation! Haha!
6.6.05
Miss things-breaker
Very intersting things happened after my last post. I broke the printer at work! It was printing, and printing... and every once in a while there would be a paper jam. But I guess that was one paper jam too much. The printer starting making this horribly loud noise and just wouldn't fix itself. Eventually I had to tell my boss. He was nice about it, didn't blame me or anything. It was fun running to different printers and photocopiers with with him afterwards. It probably wasn't fun for him though.
Later I found out that the guy in the office across the hall peeked into my room cuz he thought something was on fire. It actually reeked of burning tires in my office and spreading outside, but the gases grew so gradually that I never noticed. Kind of like those frogs that die in gradually boiling water. No, I didn't just call myself a frog.
And I suppose my experience was much better than the guy who died from his own gases in his room. Toxic.
Here's a fortunately-unfortunately story called PINEAPPLE:
Miss things-breaker bought a pineapple and cut it.
Unfortunately, she didn't know what to do with the core that's left.
Fortunately, she thought of juicing it.
Unfortunately, she didn't have a juicer and the potato masher was no good.
Fortunately, she was clever enough to boil the juice out of it.
Unfortunately, it was taking a while.
Fortunately, it smelled pretty good!!!
Unfortunately, she forgot about it and let it BURN!
Fortunately, all that black crust was on a stainless steel pot rather than a non-stick.
Unfortunately, IT WASN'T HER POT! It was her roomate's!
Fortunately, roomate was out and she had time to scrape it clean.
Unfortunately, it took a LONG time to scrape and the pineapple core was wasted.
Moral of the story?
1. don't try to juice a pineapple core unless you've got a juicer.
2. don't burn stuff.
3. don't use other people's pots to burn stuff.
4. you're not as clever as you think, you Poksee-kid, you.
5. scrape it good!
3.6.05
Good morning boys and girls!
I’m writing from work, while millions and millions of pages are printing. They need to be double sided—and I’m still trying to figure out how to do it! I have a strategy but something tells me it won’t work.
Well anyway! My boss will be gone next week, wee! Co-op coordinator is coming to visit on Monday, how that will work out with the boss gone and all, I don’t know. But things are fine and dandy here so there should be no problem. Do you reckon I should prepare some bullshit about learning objectives in case he asks? First work term co-ops from U of Ottawa (my co-op friends here) need to have objectives written and signed by the coordinator! How horrible!
In other horrible news, there is a BBQ employee appreciation event coming up. People have been receiving calls to order food and tickets. I DIDN’T GET CALLED! I tried emailing the person in charge of my branch, suspecting my phone number’s not listed in the directory, but she’s gone for the week. It makes me feel slightly better, maybe she’ll start calling next week. The people I talked to who ordered already were from a different branch.
AARGH! Why isn’t this printing right?
I’m getting sleepy. Maybe I should turn on the light and put some glasses on, my eyes must be dying. An hour until lunch and I want junk food. Honey dew melon would be lovely… plus a beach, a hot guy, you know. HAHA!
My light workout lately has been basic pilates. I try to do it when I remember, after work. Did it yesterday and today my back is dying. Strange huh. I thought it was supposed to “strengthen your core”. It’s not even Windsor pilates which I have on my computer, and is much more hard core! It’s dumbo pilates! Can I be that unfit? I want to download Tae-Bo again, if only I had the bandwidth to do it. Then I can do pilates and tae-bo! Good balance.
*Yawn* inefficient day. Waiting to print second copy of first document. 48 more to go. Think I’ll finish by 5? I think I will have to stay behind. Am I going to get overtime for it? I don’t think so. Maybe that’ll stock up some hours for me to leave early one day! =D Ja think? Oh I don’t know, I wouldn’t count on these things.
I’m writing from work, while millions and millions of pages are printing. They need to be double sided—and I’m still trying to figure out how to do it! I have a strategy but something tells me it won’t work.
Well anyway! My boss will be gone next week, wee! Co-op coordinator is coming to visit on Monday, how that will work out with the boss gone and all, I don’t know. But things are fine and dandy here so there should be no problem. Do you reckon I should prepare some bullshit about learning objectives in case he asks? First work term co-ops from U of Ottawa (my co-op friends here) need to have objectives written and signed by the coordinator! How horrible!
In other horrible news, there is a BBQ employee appreciation event coming up. People have been receiving calls to order food and tickets. I DIDN’T GET CALLED! I tried emailing the person in charge of my branch, suspecting my phone number’s not listed in the directory, but she’s gone for the week. It makes me feel slightly better, maybe she’ll start calling next week. The people I talked to who ordered already were from a different branch.
AARGH! Why isn’t this printing right?
I’m getting sleepy. Maybe I should turn on the light and put some glasses on, my eyes must be dying. An hour until lunch and I want junk food. Honey dew melon would be lovely… plus a beach, a hot guy, you know. HAHA!
My light workout lately has been basic pilates. I try to do it when I remember, after work. Did it yesterday and today my back is dying. Strange huh. I thought it was supposed to “strengthen your core”. It’s not even Windsor pilates which I have on my computer, and is much more hard core! It’s dumbo pilates! Can I be that unfit? I want to download Tae-Bo again, if only I had the bandwidth to do it. Then I can do pilates and tae-bo! Good balance.
*Yawn* inefficient day. Waiting to print second copy of first document. 48 more to go. Think I’ll finish by 5? I think I will have to stay behind. Am I going to get overtime for it? I don’t think so. Maybe that’ll stock up some hours for me to leave early one day! =D Ja think? Oh I don’t know, I wouldn’t count on these things.
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