Thursday, April 30, 2009

Movie/Book Review

ooooo. I came close to failing this 101 task. I movie and book review per month! I have time if I had to start all over again but I'm already 25% complete and I don't want to start over.

So, this past weekend I watched Marley and Me. I do not recommend it. I'll admit that it would be a good one to put on the "I need a good cry" list. But there are better/more cryable movies out there. You know you're going to cry when the dog dies. You also know that won't happen until the end of the movie. So you spend 2 hours watching a disgusting portrait of "the ideal American life" just waiting for your dog tears.

If you want a good dead animal cry, I would recommend King Kong.

I also finished reading a set of books recently by Marion Zimmer Bradley. Both prequels to a book that I loved called Mists of Avalon.

Yeah, that's right. I read trashy fantasy novels based on Arthur mythology.

My verdict? Skip the appetizers and just read the delightfully trashy main course.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Being an Adult

What exactly is it that classifies you as an adult? Is it owning a home? Spending a tax return on extra mortgage payments? Pursuing a career? Contemplating procreation?

I have been 30 years old for most of my life. As the older sibling in a single parent family I definitely had to be more responsible than other 12 year olds. But then not nearly as responsible as my own mother had to be in an essential parent-less family when she was 12.

Helping take care of my brother and being self-sufficient myself were never really a problem for me. Babysitting him was way better than babysitting other, brattier children that I wouldn't be allowed to smack upside the head. And I'm just naturally self-sufficient (my Sunday morning breakfast mopes aside).

It's not my actions that make me adult. Because my actions are supportive of who I am. And who I have been since well before anyone could have mistaken me for an adult. I make extra mortgage payments and think responsibly about the future because that makes me happy. If I didn't do those things I would be stressed out and unhappy.

So is it a state of mind? Maintaining the ability to have a liberal mindset? Continuing to be open to new experiences? A willingness to take risks?

I used to think that the best thing about being an 'adult' would be workplace respect. Assuming competence, of course. Well, I have comptence in spades and I still find myself being treated like a child. Rules, regulations, monitoring of social activities. At 20 I expected that, at 25 I tolerated it, at 30 it's really starting to piss me off.

I need to know the secret. At the very least so I can get other adults off my case.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009


Bah!! Real Life!!

I totally hate being a grown up sometimes. Admittedly I can stay up late and eat all the chocolate I want. But I just spent my entire tax return on making an extra mortgage payment and paying off my line of credit.

Boo!! Boring.

And it was all over so fast. 6 clicks and bye-bye tax return. I have spent you wisely, it's true. But remember those days before bills and RRSP contributions and a myriad of other financial responsibilities? You could take all your babysitting money to the mall and buy tacos and hair clips and CD's. I miss the days of having 100% disposable income.

I will try to cheer myself up with a list of 5 reasons why I love being a grown up.
  1. Sex
  2. Being able to listen to my music as loud as I want
  3. Increased proficiency at Trivial Pursuit
  4. Sleeping on high thread count sheets
  5. Fake sick days (my mom did not fall for the Ferris Bueller even once)

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Careers - not just a board game

BAH! Work!!

When I was young and bright eyed and fresh out of university I couldn't wait to START MY CAREER! It took me 9 months to find my first job. And by 'first job' I mean I did data entry for 6 months because we were rapidly running out of money to buy crazy things like food with.

I should have realized that this initial disappointment in the world of CAREERS was not temporary but a sign of things to come.

I have come to the realization that working sucks. It sucks to be at the whims of everyone else's timelines. It sucks to have even your nice coworkers snark at you because they're having a bad day. It sucks having to not be able to do what you want, when you want to.

You have to do all sorts of things that you're not interested in doing to be a 'team player'. You have to show up at the same time every day (baby misses her class-free Fridays). You have to wear pants, like, all the time.

I think I'm going to join Megan's vegan commune. I assume they'll have internet. And pants will be optional.

Thursday, April 09, 2009

On the bus...

...a high school aged Chinese boy tries to impress his three female companions (also Chinese) by posturing in a manner I associate with high school aged white boys. I do not think he is having much success

...a middle aged woman breezes past a series of empty seats to snark at a teenager to move over and make room for her. she then spends the next 10 minutes complaining about the state of society

...a gawky young adult dressed entirely in black surls on the seat next to me. he wears a toque despite the sunny, warm weather

...a 30 something construction dude stands and fiddles with his cell phone for 20 blocks. I think he is only pretending to check messages to have something to do

...a trio of whithered old ladies eschew the seats at the front that people try to offer them. they glare at me accusingly as they make their way to the back.

Fuck you old ladies. I'm in the middle of bus and 3 people just tried to get up for you. What the fuck are you glaring at me for? Is this your special seat on the bus or what?

GAWD! I hate public transit.

Wednesday, April 08, 2009

Wii Fit: A Review

I just wrote a long and boring review of the Wii Fit. Then I read it over and realized it was long and boring. Here is my summary.
  1. I like Wii Fit
  2. Frequently I will do some Wii Fit rather than sit and read a book. I justify that even if I'm not always challenging myself that doing something is better than just sitting and reading
  3. Wii Fit would be vastly improved if you could program a series of excercises rather than fiddling about through menus after each activity

And I think I'll close off with a list of the first 5 things that pop into my head.

  1. I'm listening to the Britney Spears song If U Seek Amy right now
  2. My gray fleecy pants are getting a bit thin in the crotch. This makes me sad.
  3. That stain from that time I dropped a meatball on my slipper will never go away
  4. At least it's not an imaginary blood stain that I'm trying to scrub away
  5. Tomorrow night I'm going to watch the last two episodes of Doctor Who (Season 4). I'm unreasonably excited about this.

Wednesday, April 01, 2009

Gimme More

Alright, I'll admit it. I've been listening to Britney Spears lately. I...uh...acquired (I'm sure it was all very legal) her latest album Circus. It's okay. Mostly I really like the song, Circus.

Anyways, although I like a lot of crap, and by crap I mean pop, I was just as surprised as you to find myself listening to Britney. Seriously, I just had to pause in my blog writing to blast Circus and dance in my kitchen. Moving on...

Why this sudden Britney love?

Here's my theory. Since December I have been trying to slim. Gawd I hate losing weight (then why do I put in on in the first place?). Given a choice I will eat whatever I want whenever I want it. I used to go the gym all the time in university. Mostly because I had convenient gaps in my day and it was right there. I have been no good at maintaining any kind of physical fitness routine since leaving university.

Anyways, I have several reasons for why the gain happens and several reasons for wanting to slim down a bit (I smell another blog post) but I was having trouble finding the motivation.

Then one day I saw the videos for Circus and Womanizer (a video on Much More Music? yes, I was just as shocked as you are). And damn, Britney is back to being in shape, you can't even tell that she just went through a squishy, flabby phase. And she's singing catchy, kicky little tunes.

I realized that if Britney could make a comeback so could I! All I have to do is eat less and excercise more!! I don't even have serious mental health issue to deal with! I just have to get over my damn self, stop putting everything I see into my mouth, and get off my ass and go for a walk once in awhile.

That's right. My role model is Britney Spears. Feel free to gag a little. I still do.