~ the evolution of dreams ~
October 26, 2005,10:00 p.m.
whoa
i got home at 7 PM after a tourism toronto mixer (i know, i know) (i had one free gin & tonic, it was yummy, i couldn't pay for anything else) and i thought, yippee, tony is in class, i have time to write a blog!! then i was hit with a REALITY FLASH.
i had tons of work to do. so, i unloaded the dishwasher, put the dirty ones in, then sat down and organized myself for the dance coalition's meeting tomorrow, created a media list for all the student media groups (newspapers and radio) on campus, wrote a press release for the toronto japanese short film festival, sent it out, and boom.
now i'm writing my blog entry.
hum. not much has happened lately. i'm really busy with work (hence the, ahem, no entry factor on blog lately). it's pretty boring stuff at work - some interesting projects come my way, but the majority is rote work that makes me want to barf occasionally. only occasionally. i'm not dealing with nausea every day. it's not that bad. (yet).
tony and i are going to a fundraiser for a friend's new theatre company (www.theatresmash.com - there isn't anything up on their site yet (there wasn't as of yesterday tho) but it will be an interesting company, i guarantee you...so it's worth checking back once in a while. you won't regret the dedication.) and it's a masquerade hallowe'en bash. so i'm dressing up as the corpse bride, and tony is going to be victor. we have everything for both of our costumes, except for a maggot. does anyone know where i can get a stuffed fuzzy maggot somewhere in the vicinity of BCE Place/Eaton Centre before Friday night at 8 PM? the maggot has to have wire in it (and be fuzzy) so i can wrap it around my mask and/or veil. suggestions? anyone? pleeeeease? i have wracked my brains. my ever-tiny neurons have not been of help, damn them. I WANT MY MAGGOT.
other than that, it's getting colder out, and i'm hoping it'll get warmer because i found new buttons for my fall jacket which i wasn't able to wear at all during the "fall" due to lack of buttons(quotes because it's STILL OCTOBER Y'HEAR?! technically it IS fall, for the dimwits up there who seem to think otherwise). anyway these buttons are really cool, and they look snazzy on my jacket, and i am being all materialistic and disgusting while genuinely just wanting warm weather. cuz i'm a wimp and not canadian at all.
i am sore and creaky after sitting here for about three hours and tony just got in from class so i need to go talk to him and stop talking with the internet.
oh. he's coming to work on the computer.
sigh.
so much for quality communication in relationships.
(just kidding.)
(sort of).
~ the ever-irresistible sappho
i had tons of work to do. so, i unloaded the dishwasher, put the dirty ones in, then sat down and organized myself for the dance coalition's meeting tomorrow, created a media list for all the student media groups (newspapers and radio) on campus, wrote a press release for the toronto japanese short film festival, sent it out, and boom.
now i'm writing my blog entry.
hum. not much has happened lately. i'm really busy with work (hence the, ahem, no entry factor on blog lately). it's pretty boring stuff at work - some interesting projects come my way, but the majority is rote work that makes me want to barf occasionally. only occasionally. i'm not dealing with nausea every day. it's not that bad. (yet).
tony and i are going to a fundraiser for a friend's new theatre company (www.theatresmash.com - there isn't anything up on their site yet (there wasn't as of yesterday tho) but it will be an interesting company, i guarantee you...so it's worth checking back once in a while. you won't regret the dedication.) and it's a masquerade hallowe'en bash. so i'm dressing up as the corpse bride, and tony is going to be victor. we have everything for both of our costumes, except for a maggot. does anyone know where i can get a stuffed fuzzy maggot somewhere in the vicinity of BCE Place/Eaton Centre before Friday night at 8 PM? the maggot has to have wire in it (and be fuzzy) so i can wrap it around my mask and/or veil. suggestions? anyone? pleeeeease? i have wracked my brains. my ever-tiny neurons have not been of help, damn them. I WANT MY MAGGOT.
other than that, it's getting colder out, and i'm hoping it'll get warmer because i found new buttons for my fall jacket which i wasn't able to wear at all during the "fall" due to lack of buttons(quotes because it's STILL OCTOBER Y'HEAR?! technically it IS fall, for the dimwits up there who seem to think otherwise). anyway these buttons are really cool, and they look snazzy on my jacket, and i am being all materialistic and disgusting while genuinely just wanting warm weather. cuz i'm a wimp and not canadian at all.
i am sore and creaky after sitting here for about three hours and tony just got in from class so i need to go talk to him and stop talking with the internet.
oh. he's coming to work on the computer.
sigh.
so much for quality communication in relationships.
(just kidding.)
(sort of).
~ the ever-irresistible sappho
Labels: supersappho
October 22, 2005,7:30 p.m.
kekekeke
go see tony's blog, it's cute!! i don't know if he'll be caught by the blogging bug tho.....
www.theredtable.blogspot.com
:)
s
www.theredtable.blogspot.com
:)
s
Labels: love
October 6, 2005,8:00 p.m.
odd waiters & seaweed
i called tony after work today to see if we could hook up because we were both going to st. george subway station before going home - tony is at oise doing his CFA class and i had to stop by Innis to drop off the rental agreement (to which i affixed my name!!! oh horrors!! I AM A RESPONSIBLE PARTY!!!! eek. what is the world coming to?) for the toronto japanese short film festival. anyhoozles i called tony and he was ready to leave work too, so we met at union and decided to go to st. george and grab something to eat. tony wouldn't tell me where he was planning to take me and i was too tired to think so i just followed him out of the subway station and across bloor street and into the new bar mercurio location underneath woodsworth.
it's an interesting atmosphere - it has been so warm out lately that no one was inside the bar, but rather on the medium-sized patio they've created on the east side of the building. they've kept the brick on the ground, and a rather large rock that was there before, and they've fenced it in and put out silver tables and mesh chairs that match the fence. the menu is small but seemed interesting. tony and i got paninis and the l'espresso salad (three kinds of beans on salad with cucumber and portabello mushroom and cheese). everything sounded really good but i was unfortunately disappointed. the food is so-so (altho tony's salmon panino was apparently good) so i wasn't terribly impressed. our waiter was kind of odd too - actually everyone there was odd - in the sense that they were overly concerned about our enjoyment of the food and atmosphere. tony commented that it seemed like the staff treated the experience as that of a high-end restaurant that served extremely high-quality food (akin to rundles in stratford, for instance) rather than a casual bar with medium-quality food and a lot of alcohol.
anyway we were talking about moving to europe (when we would, what we would do to get there) and i suddenly asked - what would we do if we needed to come back? for whatever reason - perhaps opportunities for our kids, health care, what-have-you - and tony said he thought it would be fine, and really that there were quite a lot of opportunities for kids in europe, depending where you are. to which i replied, "but what about that time when your parents sent you for a year to canada to learn english?" (which happened when he was quite young, in grade 1). he looked puzzled and said, "what do you mean?" i explained that i thought his parents sent him to canada to take advantage of the better opportunities over here. to which he replied, "OHHHHH no, i didn't come to canada because of that. i came because of the seaweed. you know, the plankton."
[sappho] spluttering
[toni] I thought I told you about this already?!
[sappho] speechless, perplexed, still spluttering
[toni] well, you know, there's seaweed. and it goes in cycles. that summer the sea was filled with plankton.
[sappho] AND THIS IS WHY YOU CAME TO CANADA.
[toni] Yes.
[sappho] BECAUSE OF SEAWEED.
[toni] Because of seaweed.
[sappho] (laughing my ass off) You came to Canada because of PLANKTON.
[toni] Yup.
He came in the summer because the sea was full of plankton and he wouldn't have anything to do for the summer, you know, because all the seaweed in the entire world was migrating to the coast of Brela. and then he just decided to stay in Canada for that year.
After that, he went back to Croatia. You know, because seaweed goes in cycles, and it had moved on by then.
it's an interesting atmosphere - it has been so warm out lately that no one was inside the bar, but rather on the medium-sized patio they've created on the east side of the building. they've kept the brick on the ground, and a rather large rock that was there before, and they've fenced it in and put out silver tables and mesh chairs that match the fence. the menu is small but seemed interesting. tony and i got paninis and the l'espresso salad (three kinds of beans on salad with cucumber and portabello mushroom and cheese). everything sounded really good but i was unfortunately disappointed. the food is so-so (altho tony's salmon panino was apparently good) so i wasn't terribly impressed. our waiter was kind of odd too - actually everyone there was odd - in the sense that they were overly concerned about our enjoyment of the food and atmosphere. tony commented that it seemed like the staff treated the experience as that of a high-end restaurant that served extremely high-quality food (akin to rundles in stratford, for instance) rather than a casual bar with medium-quality food and a lot of alcohol.
anyway we were talking about moving to europe (when we would, what we would do to get there) and i suddenly asked - what would we do if we needed to come back? for whatever reason - perhaps opportunities for our kids, health care, what-have-you - and tony said he thought it would be fine, and really that there were quite a lot of opportunities for kids in europe, depending where you are. to which i replied, "but what about that time when your parents sent you for a year to canada to learn english?" (which happened when he was quite young, in grade 1). he looked puzzled and said, "what do you mean?" i explained that i thought his parents sent him to canada to take advantage of the better opportunities over here. to which he replied, "OHHHHH no, i didn't come to canada because of that. i came because of the seaweed. you know, the plankton."
[sappho] spluttering
[toni] I thought I told you about this already?!
[sappho] speechless, perplexed, still spluttering
[toni] well, you know, there's seaweed. and it goes in cycles. that summer the sea was filled with plankton.
[sappho] AND THIS IS WHY YOU CAME TO CANADA.
[toni] Yes.
[sappho] BECAUSE OF SEAWEED.
[toni] Because of seaweed.
[sappho] (laughing my ass off) You came to Canada because of PLANKTON.
[toni] Yup.
He came in the summer because the sea was full of plankton and he wouldn't have anything to do for the summer, you know, because all the seaweed in the entire world was migrating to the coast of Brela. and then he just decided to stay in Canada for that year.
After that, he went back to Croatia. You know, because seaweed goes in cycles, and it had moved on by then.
Labels: happy
October 3, 2005,4:35 p.m.
history, and love
it's a grey fug out. there have been sirens blasting all day today, what with the apartment building testing the system and fire-trucks zipping back and forth down bay street. i am home recovering from a nasty cold that succeeded in knocking me out for the whole weekend. it's the first time i've actually felt like i'm taking a break - hooray!! i have finally been given my one day of nothing. (which isn't actually true, since i've been working on the dance coalition budget etc. even though i really tried not to. the feeling of anxiety that encompassed me because i wasn't getting the ball rolling finally proved too difficult to ignore.) and actually, i do feel worse since i've been sitting up typing and formatting the budget in excel - my silly body seems to have an ingrained distaste for work. haha. so much for you, body, cuz the BRAIN is what rules on this planet. insofar as human bodies are concerned, anyway.
i have just finished diana gabaldon's breath of snow and ashes this weekend. i feel very odd, and sorrowful, after finishing it. usually i feel this way after finishing a book, - an odd sense of loss, and displacement. i think this is compounded by the fact that i really was quite ill and was more vulnerable (and more imaginative) than i would have been if i'd been feeling fine. in any case, i have an odd ache for the people i've lost recently in my family, and a kind of longing for the ties to still be there. which they aren't, i know, and never will be, but i'm being irrational, and wanting them anyway.
the funny thing that is beginning to emerge out of all this is a more determined and focused knowledge that i must, somehow, go to scotland and live there. it's my home. i need the history, and the land, and the familiar ties of my grandmother, and i have this odd notion that that is where i will find them. perhaps this is just a result of missing her so much. but tony and i have been planning this for a while, when grandma was still alive, and she knew about it and was happy about it. so perhaps that is part of it too - with a bit of my heart, when i told her and saw the gleam of delight in her eyes, i made a promise to her that i would go.
so i will.
i have just finished diana gabaldon's breath of snow and ashes this weekend. i feel very odd, and sorrowful, after finishing it. usually i feel this way after finishing a book, - an odd sense of loss, and displacement. i think this is compounded by the fact that i really was quite ill and was more vulnerable (and more imaginative) than i would have been if i'd been feeling fine. in any case, i have an odd ache for the people i've lost recently in my family, and a kind of longing for the ties to still be there. which they aren't, i know, and never will be, but i'm being irrational, and wanting them anyway.
the funny thing that is beginning to emerge out of all this is a more determined and focused knowledge that i must, somehow, go to scotland and live there. it's my home. i need the history, and the land, and the familiar ties of my grandmother, and i have this odd notion that that is where i will find them. perhaps this is just a result of missing her so much. but tony and i have been planning this for a while, when grandma was still alive, and she knew about it and was happy about it. so perhaps that is part of it too - with a bit of my heart, when i told her and saw the gleam of delight in her eyes, i made a promise to her that i would go.
so i will.