To-do

It’s my weekend!

I should do laundry. I also wanted to change my driver’s license over, but can’t find my birth certficate anywhere to do so. Am quite annoyed over this.

All right, time for one of those to-do lists I see everyone doing.

  • Laundry
  • Banking
  • Find birth certificate
  • When B.C. found, get license changed
  • Scoop out litter

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Huzzah! I have the next two days off!

I need to go get my license switched over to a BC license, but I need my birth certificate to do so. Where do I put that? Crud.

My phone just rang, wrong number calling. Every time my phone rings and I don’t know who it is, I go into this weird heart-thumping panic attack-type thing. I hate it. Stupid phones. Or me. Whichever.

I posted another photo at buzznet. I always liked this picture. Someday I will have a printer, and another scanner (I guess I’ll just accept that mine is ‘in storage’ forever) and I will be able to put my pictures on walls. My walls are so bare. It makes me sad.

On that note, I think I’ll find a place to put that free calendar I got at Loomis yesterday. A place on the wall. It’s not pictures, but it’s something.

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I wish I could bring my guitar to work and entertain myself that way. I haven’t spent nearly enough time over the past few months with my guitar. Instead, though, I’ll just bring a book and hide behind the counter to read. Can’t exactly hide a guitar.

I work until 8:15 tonight. It’s going to be a boring day, I think. The base gift shop is already not at all busy during this season, and it’s raining which means it’ll be even less so today. I may even finish The Waste Lands today if I don’t get sick of reading.

This coming week, I may get one of my films developed. I also may do a photo shoot sort of thing for fun with a woman from work, because I like doing such things. Also I will visit the Pitt and hang out with my mom. I would like to spend a good number of hours with my guitar, too. I wish my guitar books weren’t in storage in northern Ontario, Olga isn’t quite what it used to be, and I don’t want to play on the floor in the office, I want to play in the living room with the good acoustics. No printer here, so I’d be reading the chords off of my computer screen. Bleh.

Oh well, there’s nothing to be done about it. I will now go have a shower and become clean.

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Note to self: Never bother to look at weather forecasts. They lie and cheat and steal. Or something.

In other news, my sister is pregnant, which is awesome. She’s due the 25th of Sept., which means she’ll be a very round matron of honour at my wedding, which is also kinda awesome.

Speaking of my wedding, I’ve been getting back into thinking about planning and such. Things are getting booked now, plans are being made. I have some ideas that I have to research. It’s all very exciting. And I miss Temagami a lot some days…

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Earlier this evening I was hopeful and full of positive energy. Now I am disheartened and feeling completely drained. There are some things I could be doing: Playing games on the computer, watching our one tv station, reading, playing guitar – but I don’t feel like doing any of it. I don’t feel like doing anything. I feel so completely lethargic and frustrated. Maybe it’s lack of sleep or excersize or something like that… I don’t know. And I can’t find anyone around I’m willing to talk to about it… it’s all the same crap again and again anyway, there’s no point in rehashing it when I already know what I would say if I was listening to what I have to say coming from someone else. What’s the point in confiding when you already know the answers? It just makes me feel worse.

I think I have to go sit somewhere with my guitar in my lap. Maybe that will help.

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More and more I realize just how much I want a new job. So incredibly frustrated.

Senior Year of High School Survey

What year was it?
1994.

What were your three favorite bands or musical artists?
Barenaked Ladies, Blue Rodeo, Moxy Fruvous (not much change there…)

What was your favorite outfit?
I wore a t-shirt and blue jeans. Perpetually.

What was up with your hair?
It was long and brown.

Who were your best friends?
Heather Robertson, Sally Kuz, Marilyn Brooks, and Jon Ball. Wendy had moved out of town by then, I didn’t see her much.

Where did you work?
I didn’t. When living on a farm outside of Iroquois one needs a car to work. I had no such contraption.

Did you take the bus?
Yes. And hated every second of it. So Many Keelors. (that is something only someone from Seaway would get.)

Who did you have a crush on?
Stephen Robertson, kind of. It was more habit than actual crush by then.

Did you fight with your parents?
No.

Who did you have a CELEBRITY crush on?
In 94? I don’t know… Can’t even remember what movies I liked, and the bands I liked weren’t celebrity crush kinds of bands.

Did you smoke cigarettes?
Never have, never will.

Did you lug all of your books around in your backpack because you were too nervous to find your locker?
I used to sit outside my locker all the time with another guy and listen to Skinny Puppy a lot.

Did you have a ‘clique’?
I was in band. That made me a band geek.

Did you have “The Max” like Zach Kelly and Slater?
Nope. Again, requires car.

Admit it, were you popular?
Not even close.

Who did you want to be just like?
My sister, still.

What did you want to be when you grew up?
Anything but stuck in Iroquois.

Where did you think you’d be at the age you are now?
I had no idea, as long as it wasn’t Iroquois I would be happy though.