Lots of fun today, and oh so very exhausted right now! I've put up some photos from our day in Montreal. It's been awhile since I've updated the photos page with anything, so now there's a few (or more than a few) new pics.
We did lots and lots of walking today, an entire day's worth. It was a gorgeous day, though, so it was great to spend all of it outside, in a fun city. Now, though, I should go to bed before I fall asleep on the keyboard. Goodnight everyone. :)
Doodoodoodoodoodoodoodoo, doodoodoodoodoodoodoodoo... (that's me, singing the riff of that song)
So... nothing off-the-wall has happened yet today, which I find astounding considering I woke up to that song (TSTSNBHBME) this morning. I'd been having a dream, I remember that I was outside, somewhere sunshiney and warm with a lot of friends, and I had just jumped into this beautiful, glistening swimming pool. I was underwater, making my way back to the surface, and that song startled me out of my dream.
And when I say startled, I do mean startled, in the split second it took me to realize what I was hearing. My own personal anthem that is usually indicative of SOME significant happening rapidly on its way into my life. I mean, between that and it being a part of a dream I had last week, I wasn't quite sure if the world would still be intact when I stepped outside this morning.
I swear I'm not overanalyzing or totally paranoid, and it's not always something bad, just something kinda big that happens that day. So far that song has had quite the presence on days of relationships ending, a car accident, a massive blowout, my dog passing away, sudden life changes (jobs and school and a couple of other big/surprising things that I haven't yet decided if I can classify as wonderful or catastrophic). And the list goes on. I did once think it was all coincidental, but only for the first three times.
At any rate, unless that severe thunderstorm we're under watch for spawns tornadoes or something, I think we're all safe... and here's hoping it has nothing to do with tomorrow. We meet our new director tomorrow, so it would be nice if all was well. :)
I watched The Decline of Western Civilization Part II: The Metal Years last night. This kind of came about as the result of my listening to Iceberg Radio's 80s Hair Bands station last week, and getting into a discussion with my boss about the music and bands from then. She brought me the video to watch -- I'd heard of it before, and think I'd once seen some clips from it in a music course I once took. It definitely reminded me of how different the world was then!
Heh. Okay, read what I posted this morning (the dream, TSTSNBHBME, the feeling I woke up with), then come back and read the rest of this.
Jonathan Cainer's horoscopes for tomorrow were just put up, and here's mine:
A sense of foreboding is developing within. Something doesn't seem quite right to you, but this does not mean that everything is wrong, or that a problem needs urgent attention. What you are actually experiencing is instinctive anticipation. You can tell that there's a pretty big change on the way. Inwardly, you are steeling yourself to respond to this. It is though, a change that needs to happen... and what's more, it is a change that cannot occur without some degree of conflict. But it is really not anything to dread. Indeed, as events this weekend will neatly demonstrate, you can really only benefit from your current challenge.
(Jonathan Cainer, Taurus, Friday, 16th July 2004)
When even sleep becomes potentially dangerous... I heard The Song That Should Not Be Heard By Me, Ever in a dream last night. I don't know if it counts if it's part of a dream, guess I'll see!
This worries me slightly, though. Not in an impending doom kind of way, but in an is something off-the-wall going to happen kind of way.
Woke up weirdly on-edge, as well. No, that's not quite the way to describe it. Not "on-edge" as in cranky and gonna bite your head off... on-edge more as if it feels like a zillion things are going on around me, almost one of those in ancipation of something big but not necessarily good happening -- actually, it's kinda like how I get when I see a lunar eclipse, but minus the creeped-out feeling. And like someone shot me up with some very concentrated coffee this morning.
Wonder if that and the song in the dream are mutually exclusive, or if one caused the other?
You know what's kind of insane, is now that I'm a month-and-a-half away from losing all free time, I've got entire storylines/plots for two books I want to write that I think could actually be better received by agents and publishers than the one I'm almost done now, and had an idea with a friend a few weeks ago about something to co-write. Figures. How different they are in tone is interesting as well. One would be pretty funny, zany, off-the-wall, and the other is more serious and the format is kind of à la The Sweet Hereafter, multi-narrator perspective that all centres around one event.
Well, at least the brain is now being constructive...
Re-learning to enjoy pure mindlessness: could it actually be good for me?
I think I am dedicating some weekday evenings for the rest of this summer to becoming a reality TV whore. For the fun of it, catching Big Brother 5 and The Amazing Race 5 when I remember to. Why? Because it's been awhile since I watched TV more than sporadically and I really need to work on "relax and chill" -- i.e. doin' nothing, turning my brain off, relaxing and enjoying it. I should take these last few weeks before September to rest the brain before the upcoming year of mental gymnastics, and to enjoy an indulgent, lazy luxury. Plus, it's part of the plan to calm or slow down just slightly. I am far too accustomed to life at hyperspeed, so when it's not I have no idea how to deal with not doing a zillion things at once and the inability to veg breeds boredom and boredom breeds... well, it ain't pretty sometimes. :)
Plus, I am so out of touch with a lot of pop culture. That can't be good!
Ooh, commercial for Canadian Idol. I've seen about half an episode of that, but it was the one a couple of weeks go where Zack Werner was just ripping on Ben Mulroney and by association, Jon Dore. Which? Was the funniest thing I've seen in awhile.
Otherwise, not a ton to say here this week, and maybe not for a bit. It's time to enjoy summer.
I am stumbling around like a zombie that's out-to-lunch right now. I can barely even type! I got up just before 5:30 this morning to drive a friend to the airport, but I'm not sure that I got even an hour's sleep total last night. I didn't go to bed til 2, then I didn't fall asleep for a long time, and I woke up again just after 3:30 and kept waking up off and on.
Once I got home from the airport, I decided to make breakfast and put in a load of laundry before trying to go back to sleep... thus far this has resulted in me dropping a lot of things, including eggs. :P Yeah, I think I'd better try to sleep for another hour or so.
It was just a passing phase, I am as babbly as ever today
I could be asking for a day of serious technical headaches here, but I think it's time for a wireless router. My network cable has about had it and I don't feel like searching the basement for the other ones, and I reaaalllly don't like the clutter of all these cords everywhere. Somewhere between childhood and a few years ago I turned into an obsessive/compulsive neat freak, which is actually pretty funny if you'd ever seen my bedroom as a kid. (That's a shoutout to the 'rents who can confirm this.)
There are three computers in a 2-bedroom apartment right now and it's only usually my laptop that is hooked up to the Internet. I guess the question is, do I really want to start fiddling with that today? This nice, sunshiney day when I could be sitting on a patio somewhere with friends... well actually, maybe I'll do that later tonight. You know. A daiquiri after I've wanted to tear my hair out. ;)
I love laze-around Saturdays. :) I'm trying to take advantage of them now, because there are only 8 left until I become a very busy girl. Busy is good, though. Keeps me out of trouble, and I get my energy from and thrive on having lots to do, especially when I get to use my mind. Don't ask, I'm kind of different in that I enjoy learning and sharing ideas, and philosophical conversations. It's when I'm happiest, being in an environment where I can do that. Web geek. Techno geek. Writing geek. School geek. I love geeking out.
Excerpt from my weekly horoscope for the last week, from Jonathan Cainer:
Stop it, drop it and hop it ... Go where you are welcome, not where you are being undervalued. Cut your emotional tie to something that it makes no more sense to be committed to.
Good advice, Mr. Cainer, and definitely a plan.
I am soooo sleepy today, and this week. It's unreal. I'm also wee bit stiff from a yoga kriya I did last night, but in a good way. I still haven't unpacked -- my suitcase has been sitting on my floor with stuff in it since Monday night. Must wake up. People to see, things to do. Not very entertaining today, I realize. I'm kind of weblog uninspired right now. I'll see if this lasts for awhile, or if it's just a passing phase.
Oh my lord, total deep-fried madness for dinner tonight. For some reason, as I was sitting at work, I was having a total longing for Merla Mae in T.Bay, which is kind of ridiculous seeing how I just came back from there and didn't have a craving at all then! Their chicken burgers... mmmmm... but alas, 'tis 20 hours away, not gonna happen. Knowing that, I decided to haul out the deep fryer and make my own, along with some fries. Nothing pre-packaged here. Breaded a chicken breast, cut up some potatoes, threw 'em in. Now I'm way too full.
So weird, though, because I haven't used the deep fryer in well over a year.
Trying to decide now if I should get thee on a long walk this evening, or work on the book. I had a breakthrough yesterday on something I'd been fighting with while at home, the re-arrangement of some scenes in a chapter so I could break up some narrative with a more powerful, dialogue-driven scene. It wouldn't work for me until yesterday, when all of a sudden, on the plane from Thunder Bay to Toronto, it just magically came to me. Yes, something managed to hold my attention on a plane, so it makes it kind of a double miracle. :)
Stopping at a Mac's, one night shift employee has decided to moonlight as a doorman, opening and closing the door for each customer entering the store until going in to serve them. The other is hanging out in the parking lot with his friend, who decides to provide all of us waiting in cars in the parking lot with a little entertainment by shooting off some firecrackers.
Scene from Canada Day:
People with boats docked at the piers have their "pre-game show" of boat flares 10 minutes before the actual fireworks begin. When the fireworks display at the marina end, someone at the casino across the street decides it's time for dueling fireworks, and sets off a couple of their own. On the drive home, we notice people hiding under their cars as someone has their own fireworks show at their house. Ten minutes after getting home (still hearing fireworks from in and around the neighbourhood), a fire truck goes racing down the street, and the police scanner is going wild.
This city never fails to entertain me. Between the Canada Day that never ends and the hijinx done with some of the auto glass place's signs, it's good to see no one's lost their sense of humour.
This weekend, I am...
Reading: Can You Keep a Secret? by Sophie Kinsella and various assorted entertainment tabloid magazines.
Learning: something cool... wouldn't you like to know? ;) I'd tell ya, but between it and some of my other interests (i.e. astrology, yoga, meditation and Reiki), I'd never hear the end of it.
Hearing: Try by Nelly Furtado, it is stuck in my head. "And I see you standing there / Wanting more from me / And all I can do is try..."
So. I found that tape last night, and heard again what I hadn't since I was 18 years old. Listening to myself responding to a psychic six years ago, and actually, listening to the reading itself six years later, was a very odd experience.
There were some things that had been right, as it turned out, that surprised me. There were some things that I had remembered, that I had been correct in my remembrance of. There were some things I had forgotten, that reinforced what I'd recalled. I only wish I'd had a listen a long while back. Would have made me realize that there were two distinct things brought up that were not one and the same, though the timing was nearly.
Almost need a nap now! It's fun when people cook for you, and you're not thinking of what to have for dinner. :) I got some pictures of our deck squirrel, and will hopefully get some of the fireworks tonight.
