~ the evolution of dreams ~
October 10, 2006,12:18 p.m.
haircut!
i got my hair cut today at o coiffure, which is just down the street. my brother told me about his hairdresser there and i went this morning and promptly fell in love. my hair ADORES this guy, it is falling in all the right places and looks happy.
toni is not feeling well today so he took the day off work and is snoozing. it's lovely having him home, even if he is unconscious in the next room. we'll watch kung fu hustle before i trott off to meetings and have to be all grown-up. me with my new haircut and snazzy business clothes. !
toni and i are in raptures over a delicious treat a friend of mine brought from japan. it's a kind of sugared fruit rind, but the fruit is a cross between a lemon and an orange. the flavour is incredibly strong and absolutely delicious. maybe they are kind of like mikan but i am not sure. i will ask my friend to translate the name for me again and i'll try to find it online. i hope i can find some in an asian supermarket here in t.o. the hunt is on!
toni is not feeling well today so he took the day off work and is snoozing. it's lovely having him home, even if he is unconscious in the next room. we'll watch kung fu hustle before i trott off to meetings and have to be all grown-up. me with my new haircut and snazzy business clothes. !
toni and i are in raptures over a delicious treat a friend of mine brought from japan. it's a kind of sugared fruit rind, but the fruit is a cross between a lemon and an orange. the flavour is incredibly strong and absolutely delicious. maybe they are kind of like mikan but i am not sure. i will ask my friend to translate the name for me again and i'll try to find it online. i hope i can find some in an asian supermarket here in t.o. the hunt is on!
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March 12, 2006,5:56 p.m.
sergeant pepper
tony has been bothering me to help him clean our (very messy) place for the past three weeks. i kept telling him to wait until the beginning of april, i don't have a free life until the beginning of april, upon which (despite the two large projects i will still have to complete, meaning that i'm really honestly only free after september 30th but i can't get away with not cleaning for that long) i will dedicate my remaining light hours of life to cleaning our place, top to bottom.
instead of re-arranging and polishing our living quarters in one fell swoop, as we usually do, we are resorting to cleaning bit by bit (or shelf-by-shelf, as tony affectionately calls it). today we re-arranged and cleaned the spice cupboard. we threw out old spice jars, empty ones, and re-used some for other spices we had a lot of, packed away in bags. this, of course, meant that in a fit of efficiency i had to re-label them all. (this is also an act of self-defense, as i am likely to use a spice as its original label dictates, without realizing the true nature of its contents). one of the labels i will treasure is
instead of re-arranging and polishing our living quarters in one fell swoop, as we usually do, we are resorting to cleaning bit by bit (or shelf-by-shelf, as tony affectionately calls it). today we re-arranged and cleaned the spice cupboard. we threw out old spice jars, empty ones, and re-used some for other spices we had a lot of, packed away in bags. this, of course, meant that in a fit of efficiency i had to re-label them all. (this is also an act of self-defense, as i am likely to use a spice as its original label dictates, without realizing the true nature of its contents). one of the labels i will treasure is
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CURRY,
UNKNOWN ORIGIN,
CHEAP,
FROM RABBA
-
we also re-arranged the medicine cupboard, which forced me to realize i am out of the one medication that keeps me sane at that awful time of month, the time of The Period. or rather i should call it The Strangled Beginnings of The Period, as that is the worst time when i am assailed by cramps. in any case, i didn't realize i was out of menstrual tylenol, because there WAS a bottle labelled menstrual tylenol, only it was filled with regular tylenol. hence i was forced to commit more frenzied organized re-labelling, which resulted in
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REAL TYLENOL,
DON'T BE FOOLED
-
upon studied re-consideration, i think i should have perhaps chosen
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SHHH
REAL TYLENOL
ON THE DOWN-LOW
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~ sappho
January 12, 2006,7:47 p.m.
from talibah's birthday!
here we are, at le commensal (the tradition for talibah's birthday, a girl of impeccable taste!)
talibah, the birthday girl, & steven
gorgeous shot of c being pensive
me, in a fit of normalcy (not suffered for long, as you can see by the next photo)
me, being idiotic
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TALIBAH!
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January 7, 2006,11:52 a.m.
Talibah!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GIRL!!
I hope Thomas has been ESPECIALLY cute and adorable today for you.
See you at Le Commensal @ 7...
with love,
sappho
I hope Thomas has been ESPECIALLY cute and adorable today for you.
See you at Le Commensal @ 7...
with love,
sappho
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December 18, 2005,12:38 p.m.
quebec city, quebec
finally, some pictures from quebec city! tony and i went there during the first week of december. it was beautiful. the people there were so gracious, welcoming, and hospitable. and the food was delectable.
above are two pictures of la caserne, the building where robert lepage's company ex machina rehearses. la caserne is also equipped to accomodate film projects, as well as performances within the company's rehearsal space.
this is part of the tourist town that is in upper town of old quebec.
a stunning shot of chateau frontenac at night, taken by tony.
one of the windows made to fit sappho, in our beautiful room in hotel belley. the other side of the room was open brick. i could live happily in that room, in hotel belley.
happy me.
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November 29, 2005,11:05 p.m.
too much whisky makes me happy
you know what's funny. i keep checking back to my blog to see if i've written anything new. like i'm writing in my sleep or something and don't know it and i'll go to c's blog and after reading everyone else's blog i'll click through to mine and lo! behold! a new entry. without my knowledge.
whoa that's messed up.
anyway since i keep getting disappointed i'm writing a new blog entry. there isn't much to relate, aside from whisky escapades - i'm adventurous, i like all kinds of whisky, i've had my first STEAK, i am ready to attack the legions of whisky named in unpronounceable gaelic. laphroaig! lagavulin! bruichladdich!! BRING IT ON!
it's black and cold outside and i'm sleepy. i'm waiting for tony to get back from work (YES i know it's 11:08 PM we are both mad. i just got in, he is not home yet, we are mad. he was studying. i only stayed at work til 6 and then met friends for food and drinking and great conversation, so i am only slightly less mad than he is).
i am afraid i am so tired i no longer make sense. before i start typing in an alphabet that doesn't exist, i think i will go to bed.
tra-la
whoa that's messed up.
anyway since i keep getting disappointed i'm writing a new blog entry. there isn't much to relate, aside from whisky escapades - i'm adventurous, i like all kinds of whisky, i've had my first STEAK, i am ready to attack the legions of whisky named in unpronounceable gaelic. laphroaig! lagavulin! bruichladdich!! BRING IT ON!
it's black and cold outside and i'm sleepy. i'm waiting for tony to get back from work (YES i know it's 11:08 PM we are both mad. i just got in, he is not home yet, we are mad. he was studying. i only stayed at work til 6 and then met friends for food and drinking and great conversation, so i am only slightly less mad than he is).
i am afraid i am so tired i no longer make sense. before i start typing in an alphabet that doesn't exist, i think i will go to bed.
tra-la
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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.
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February 24, 2005,9:44 p.m.
full moon
i had a full moon for my birthday :) i was very happy. i had such a wonderful day! so many people called to wish me happy birthday and tell me that they loved me. i am so grateful to be loved and be able to love. it makes life feel so deeply worthwhile.
my mother bought me an espresso maker for my birthday. i have been indulging in this espresso fix ever since, and i am walking around with my eyelids glued to my forehead (figuratively speaking) because i am SO AWAKE. it's great. wake up groggy, chug back the coffee, and whammo! your body lurches into liveliness. or hyper-neurotic-ness. if i haven't encountered that state yet due to high volumes of espresso in my veins i'm sure the experience is just around the corner. needless to say, i am addicted. espresso. yum.
it was so relaxing to be home. there is so much snow in londontown! and it kept snowing. tons and tons. lots more than we have here in toronto. the kitty was more affectionate than usual this weekend (i think she is lonely because mum is working in the office now, since dad's secretary is ill). she followed me around a lot and was extra-communicative (mrowing at me when i walked into the kitchen in the morning. a kind of "you're UP! FEED ME!" + "you're UP?!?!?!?! go AWAY. i am still having my BEAUTY SLEEP."
it's lovely being 22. this may sound odd but it feels right. the best birthday present of all was getting approved for the apartment tony and i applied for. !!!!!! i can't wait!! nine weeks and we are moving, folks. i am grinning like a mad thing at the prospect. so happy!
my mother bought me an espresso maker for my birthday. i have been indulging in this espresso fix ever since, and i am walking around with my eyelids glued to my forehead (figuratively speaking) because i am SO AWAKE. it's great. wake up groggy, chug back the coffee, and whammo! your body lurches into liveliness. or hyper-neurotic-ness. if i haven't encountered that state yet due to high volumes of espresso in my veins i'm sure the experience is just around the corner. needless to say, i am addicted. espresso. yum.
it was so relaxing to be home. there is so much snow in londontown! and it kept snowing. tons and tons. lots more than we have here in toronto. the kitty was more affectionate than usual this weekend (i think she is lonely because mum is working in the office now, since dad's secretary is ill). she followed me around a lot and was extra-communicative (mrowing at me when i walked into the kitchen in the morning. a kind of "you're UP! FEED ME!" + "you're UP?!?!?!?! go AWAY. i am still having my BEAUTY SLEEP."
it's lovely being 22. this may sound odd but it feels right. the best birthday present of all was getting approved for the apartment tony and i applied for. !!!!!! i can't wait!! nine weeks and we are moving, folks. i am grinning like a mad thing at the prospect. so happy!
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February 18, 2005,9:36 a.m.
rhyming + apartments + cleaning = happy sappho
i've been working on essays mostly - i still have three more to go, and i am going to have to write one this weekend while i'm in london (i hope to GOD that actually happens, otherwise my tight time-frame is going to get unbearably tighter).
i've been cooking and cleaning (my floors are gleaming) and i'm starting to rhyme again - but in any case this place feels good, because it's so much, well, cleaner. thank you c for helping me wash dishes!! it goes so much faster when you don't have to stop in the middle and dry everything so that the draining basket can become empty and available again.
it's been such a busy week. tony and i have looked at a lot of apartments and, unexpectedly, we've found a place on st. mary street. we're going to see the actual unit we're renting (they showed us an example unit, because it was being renovated and was empty - the unit they will give us still has a tenant living in it (he's supposedly moving out at the beginning of march)) and if everything is ok (i hope it is i hope it is!!!) then we will take it. which means i just have to finish up schoolwork for this year and find a job. and then move, and write exams. i always feel like my life is an eternal chanting of an endless schedule.
apparently molly isn't coming to toronto :( molly. sniff, sniff. what does this mean? will all the annesley girls have to organize a group trip to brazil so we can at least SEE YOU? (kailey can we bring thomas? i think he'd like the monkeys.) i miss you molls. i hope you are having a good time in maine and that you stay in touch when you're back in brazil. (in fact, "annesley girls" is really a code name for a secret service group that organizes trips around the world in search of lost friends. so, uh, molly, we're coming to get you. look out for the group of pistol-packin' mamas in black leather and sunglasses and heavy-duty jeans. that'll be us. we even have a special black leather suit for thomas. and we have our own soundtrack. it follows us everywhere.)
well, things are trundling along - i still have the TJSFF on the go, and the FOD is slowly coming together - i hope most of you can come to the festival of dance, i'll keep you updated. i'm not sure which night i'll be performing, but i am directing friday night with kendra, so if you want to come see that (it'll be cool!! i'm trying to work video into the overall presentation. i know, i know. i'm a film major...no matter how hard i try, everything i do ends up involving film in one way or another).
i'm gonna run now - i have to shower and pack my last-minute things and head down to union station. maybe i'll grab a few seconds to write over the weekend from london - if not, then you'll probably hear from me after i've turned 22 ;)
i've been cooking and cleaning (my floors are gleaming) and i'm starting to rhyme again - but in any case this place feels good, because it's so much, well, cleaner. thank you c for helping me wash dishes!! it goes so much faster when you don't have to stop in the middle and dry everything so that the draining basket can become empty and available again.
it's been such a busy week. tony and i have looked at a lot of apartments and, unexpectedly, we've found a place on st. mary street. we're going to see the actual unit we're renting (they showed us an example unit, because it was being renovated and was empty - the unit they will give us still has a tenant living in it (he's supposedly moving out at the beginning of march)) and if everything is ok (i hope it is i hope it is!!!) then we will take it. which means i just have to finish up schoolwork for this year and find a job. and then move, and write exams. i always feel like my life is an eternal chanting of an endless schedule.
apparently molly isn't coming to toronto :( molly. sniff, sniff. what does this mean? will all the annesley girls have to organize a group trip to brazil so we can at least SEE YOU? (kailey can we bring thomas? i think he'd like the monkeys.) i miss you molls. i hope you are having a good time in maine and that you stay in touch when you're back in brazil. (in fact, "annesley girls" is really a code name for a secret service group that organizes trips around the world in search of lost friends. so, uh, molly, we're coming to get you. look out for the group of pistol-packin' mamas in black leather and sunglasses and heavy-duty jeans. that'll be us. we even have a special black leather suit for thomas. and we have our own soundtrack. it follows us everywhere.)
well, things are trundling along - i still have the TJSFF on the go, and the FOD is slowly coming together - i hope most of you can come to the festival of dance, i'll keep you updated. i'm not sure which night i'll be performing, but i am directing friday night with kendra, so if you want to come see that (it'll be cool!! i'm trying to work video into the overall presentation. i know, i know. i'm a film major...no matter how hard i try, everything i do ends up involving film in one way or another).
i'm gonna run now - i have to shower and pack my last-minute things and head down to union station. maybe i'll grab a few seconds to write over the weekend from london - if not, then you'll probably hear from me after i've turned 22 ;)
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