kingsgate mall...and other dreams come true
today is jackie day. not to be confused, of course, with my birthday, also known as international women's day, also known as international jackie day, which is next tuesday, march 8th.
no, my friends, today is plainandsimple jackie day. and what a day it's been so far.
i woke up, rolled over to see what time it was, thinking it must be like 1:30 or something, and was pleasantly surprised to find it 11:30. the perfect sleep-in.
i spent the next hour or so just pissing around online. checking emails, responding to emails, writing people i haven't written in a while, reading the entire episode descriptions for all 4 seasons of six feet under, writing the bank, reading blogs and feeling like i would rather not, you know, the usual.
then i made myself some breakfast/lunch by marrying last nights leftovers with some scrambled eggs, then i curled up and watched the craptastic 2nd episode of the L-word that i taped last week, and will hopefully tape over this week. man that show sucks, but i'm still gonna watch it. is it shane that is the hot one? goooood lord. damn.
just got distracted online trying to figure out if shane is indeed the name of the hot one, and then of course, another 60-second-two-minute research session to find out if she (kate moenning as it turns out) is "actually gay"...i don't know why i am interested in this info...but i am. and she's not, fyi. or so says the internet.
rewind a couple days:
mom was here all weekend. she arrived friday and left tuesday and the visit was quite nice on the overall. tainted a bit by a few tears shed by both parties over some confusing stuff mom / i am going through with her understanding and acceptance of my "lifestlye"....but she's trying. and i love her for it. we also went hiking on sunday to deep cove. yes, i was in nature again. about three-quarters of the way 'up', i started contemplating what body part i was going to fall on/hurt/injure in the graceful, jackie+nature=gravity problem/situation that i was sure was going to happen soon.
i figured, i'd had toe and elbows the last two times, so i was ready for ass, or knees.
turns out it was finger. (i only had a minor slip, and caught myself. nothing appeared to be hurt, but later i noticed blood on my nalgene. it was coming from my finger. i guess i ripped some skin off of my index finger....right on the fucking knuckle though...bastard.) so i've been whining about it all week, because i am a wuss. and i don't like pain.
other highlights of the mom-weekend. the vagina monologues. fucking amazing. i LOVE kate horner. she did the flood and blew the whole sub ballroom away. it was fanfuckingtastic. i love that woman and i loved the whole damn performance as well. i happened to be having a bit of an awkward night, what with aoife meeting my mom, and aoife only really being there in body, it was kinda weird. but fine. i mao-ed down a dark chocolate vagina while sitting between the two of them during the intermission and felt fine.
mom and i got massages too. they were ok. i'd NEVER had one before, so i think i was expecting too much. and mom got barfy after hers, so that was a sort of a hit and a miss. but hey, what can you do?
i bought a sailer shirt which is SO HOT. i also have four new pairs of pants and two new pairs of shoes. some of it i bought myself, some was paid for a la mommy.
and driving/having a car this weekend rocked ass. does everyone know that the budget rent-a-car on kingsway doesn't give a rats that you are under 25 and doesn't make you pay more, either for the rental or the insurance. that rocked.
one day, when i am a phD writing/book writing weirdo with 2 cats, because they will pay attention to each other instead of me, and living with my baby-catching significant other, we will have a car. but if it's a station wagon, i'm not sure i'm going to like it because i really like the idea of having a trunk that you can hide things in. you can't do that with a station wagon.
aoife now lives in the void. i think i'm going to help her paint this weekend, which is actually really exciting for me, because i haven't painted since the summer job, and i kind of miss it. mel, i need to ask you about brushes and paint and stuff...i'm so excited. and we are both going to wear white "husband-beaters" (hannah-term) and overalls. we will be the hottest painters in the void ever!
so, since my mom has psychic abilities (they are so strong she won't talk about them. she represses them, which only makes me think they are crazy good) and dad's photographic memory, i think i have inherited some kind of mix of the two....which means i constantly wander around thinking i remember something quite exactly, and can see it in front of me, even when it hasn't happened yet. i think my practical translation of this is called "goal-setting" or "industriousness", but i can't help but sometimes feel like i love it when i just take myself on little trips, because it always seems like i knew where i was going...
and so i left the house today, thinking, it's warm, i'm wearing my hot new pseudo-khakis (i'm branching back out into khaki-ish pants....i had once rid my wardrobe of them, because i don't like to wear light-coloured pants, because i'm always afraid i won't be able to sit wherever i want because i will stain them) and i needed a coffee. so i went to seb's, grabbed a tall americano, and found myself walking to kingsgate- the shittiest little beautiful mall in the world.
there i bought:
*10 new 'watch batteries'
*a notebook with improper english on it
*stationary with the same
*5 colours of fluorescent tape
*the vancouver sun, with the headline: "Anti-begging crusader hurt in clash with panhandler" (HAHAHA!!! someone beat up lorne for being a dickwad! yay justice!!!)
*pink ribbon to send to my mom so she can send out breast cancer ribbons for people who pledge for her walk
*four videos, because the pseudo dollar store/book store which is affiliated with the other dollar store is selling videos for 3.99 and the 4th one is free. so i bought:
~me, myself and i (which i fucking love and was so shocked to see and am ecstatic to own!)
~charlotte sometimes (looked good, never seen it.)
~subway stories (also never heard of it, but this is what i collect, this is what i love, this is me)
~on edge (a movie about figure skating. i had to, for aoife!)
and.....
*playboy; featuring "the pop idol Debbie Gibson"
yes. i bought my first playboy. i feel like it's pretty high-class one-handed reading. there are a lot of words. the debbie pics are real classy too. hmmm.
anyway, i should probably get to my laundry.
or my batteries and debbie.....
oh yeah, also.....so i will be sending out an email or two about the birthday festivities next week.
here's the abridged version:
tuesday, march 8th- my REAL birthday....bowling at grandview lanes at 8. i WILL kick your asses. small group of friends, whoever can make it....then celebs after. and i'll need body guards and a lot of attention to go back, and if it sucks, we are going somewhere else.
friday- march 11th- house party. i think it's gonna be the 'nature vs. nurture, two dozen party' or something like that. i'm turning 24, which is two dozen....so we'll see. and we are finally going to have sweet revenge with the constant noise from the bullshit people upstairs. PARTY!!!!
ok, much love my lovelies.
