Hangover: Avoided

I haven't blogged in just about forever, but if there's a time to start doing something again, it's New Years Day. Last night was fantastic, definitely the best New Years Eve yet.
Here are my New Years resolutions, because if I don't get them down on paper of some sort, I'll probably forget them.
1. learn Spanish, at least to a conversational level
2. learn a few songs on the piano (When I'm Sixty Four is a must)
3. buy that beautiful melodica from the tiny instrument shop in Kensington Market
4. blog more often!
5. cook for myself (and others) more often
6. somehow survive the rest of this semester, and make the most of the extra time that I'll have next semester

My Mind's Made Up, I'm Outta Luck

Yesterday, Michel and I came to the conclusion that the absolute cutest thing that a couple can do is cook something together. I have some stale pizza waiting to be nuked.

I didn't get the chance to sleep in today, as I had to go to my first period msip class and read as much of The Handmaid's Tale as I possibly could. Which is what I should be doing right now. It has to be finished for third period on Thursday, and I think I'll be able to make it.

I also have a chimney sweep costume to assemble for Thursday for a presentation in History class.

The audio quality is lacking to say the least, but fuck do I ever love this song.

Please, No Sex in the Trenches

I had an especially great Monday. Not only did I sleep in, I didn't go to my last two classes, as I went to see Passchendaele with my History class instead.
I went into the movie with pretty low expectations. Despite the fact that it stars Paul Gross (we'll discuss him later), the movie has been plagued with relatively negative reviews and little publicity. I'm also not much of a 'war movie person'. Hell, I've never even seen Saving Private Ryan.
All things considered, I was impressed. The movie was solid in almost every way- it was well edited, acted and shot. In fact, Passchendaele's best feature was it's cinematography. The most was made of rural Alberta's landscape, and the greys of Passchendaele were never redundant.
While the storyline was not always captivating, and the ending a tad disappointing, it was still interesting enough to hold everyone's attention for two hours. I have absolutely no idea why the most common complaint about the movie was it's length; the last thing I would label this movie as is "too long".

And my god, Paul Gross. Really, I would pay to watch this man read the phone book.

Back At It

So I'm back here. I feel like I now have the time to blog, and maybe even something to blog about.

The past month and a half has been... solid, I guess. I've gone to a few shows at Trepid, seen a few movies, the usual. Midterms were absolute hell, and my marks aren't where they should be. I have to fix that.

The reason why I thought about blogging again is because of a dream I had last night. I rarely, if ever, remember my dreams, but I can recall this one pretty vividly. I'm not going to get into specifics, because that's not necessary nor is it interesting. Basically, I had a conversation with someone that I used to be involved with. It was strange to hear his side of the story, especially since I've been wanting to have that conversation with him for quite a while.

Also, he looked pretty fat. What's with that?

Long Weekend

My neck hurts from all of the dancing I've been doing, and my work clothes smell from of all the working I've been doing.

Why-Emm-See-Ehh

It seems that all I ever do on this thing is recap my day-to-day living, so why stop now?

Yesterday, Anna and I ventured over to Queen of Hearts Costumes and I finally bought what is perched atop my head as I type, a Native headdress! Unfortunately, the Devo costume doesn't look like it's going to work out, so this Native headdress is my main squeeze on Halloween.
Last night I went out on a little date with Michel, and we saw Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist. I liked the movie, as it definitely delivered on the 'cute' front. It's been a while since I've seen a movie in which I didn't mind leaving to go to the bathroom/buy snacks, which is indicative of the content, I think. I'd give it a 7/10.

Today seemed like a flashback to a year ago, as I slept in and walked home from school, which are two things that I made a habit of last year. Actually, this whole season feels like a flashback. On one hand, it's a good thing, as last fall was memorable to say the least, but on the other hand, it's not really fair to constantly compare the present and the past. I feel like I should be more focused on the present and, of course, the future.

Anyway, there's a Ryerson seminar at school tomorrow, and the nerd within me is squirming in their seat.

Oh, and I found a really neat bench/record storage space combo in my basement, and I've already claimed it as mine. I hope to take it with me when I move out. Hurrah!

It's All Autumn

Sitting here, having just devoured two plates of Shepherd's Pie, with an apple pie waiting in the kitchen, I can't help but be excited for Autumn.
It seems pointless to go on about why I love this season, so instead I'll just list some of my October resolutions.
1. Carve at least two pumpkins. Last year I didn't carve any. What's with that?!
2. Jump in a few piles of leaves, preferably with Anna.
3. Get my paws on a DEVO energy dome hat and a Native Indian headdress, and have a memorable Halloween. Complete with Rocky Horror Picture Show.
4. Buy a ticket for Shout Out Out Out Out, and dance my ass off.
5. Finish three rolls of film.
6. Continue to look for colourful kitchen wear/furnishings.
7. Find a great pair of mens Oxfords and riding boots.
I'm sure I'll think of a few more.