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Friday, January 1, 2010
2009 was a crazy year. I did a lot of new things and had a lot of good experiences, but not-so-nice stuff also happened. Last night I attended a "Fuck 2009" party held in Haliburton. There was a fireworks show put on by my friends (I helped to some extent as well), an ice pillar on a frozen pond that pulsed with LEDs and was surrounded by glowing LED tubes in the snow, a geodesic dome with a DJ booth inside, a projector turned on to the snow and giving a cool abstract performance, a bonfire, fire spinning, and a "poofer", which is a sort of flame thrower organ with two canisters of liquid propane (controlling it was fucking awesome). It was so much better than Nuit Blanche. The caliber of the art was awesome, and we were in the middle of a property in the woods.
So, to round off the first decade of the new millenium:
Fuck bothering with casual relationships.
Fuck lack of desire to finish work.
Fuck hormonal birth control.
Fuck bad shit happening to awesome people.
And to ring in the new year and decade:
Be more dedicated to my non-schoolwork responsibilities (specifically TSS and EEBU).
Take better care of my body and pick up swing dancing again as part of this.
Try and see friends more often, as opposed to seeing them only during the summer and the holidays.
Stop being a pussy and do my bloody data analysis/paper write up.
Waste less time (pfft, like that's ever going to happen, I'll just have to sleep less).
Current mood:  hopeful
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Year in detail--
I made a LOT of new friends. Some of them I may not be friends with for much longer, but I've definitely met a few people I hope to remain in contact with for years to come. I had my first government job. And I liked it. I fell out of love with my hometown, I grew to like K-W a lot more. I had a very good year overall.
hopes, dreams for the next 365 days-- I'm going to post some things I'm really looking forward to doing next year.
Being in school over the summer, finding a co op job for fall, working on campus, being in a play, trying out for the Vagina Monologues, volunteering at CUMC (i really hope that works out). Going skating, going skiing, building snowmen, having campfires, going to the cottage, trying to get a G2, going to Tennessee (if that works out), hanging out on John's veranda for days at a time, meeting new friends, keeping the old friends, more psych courses, being one school term closer to being done.
Whatever tickles my fancy--
These are hilarious and SO well done.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
The Toronto Steampunk Society went to see Sherlock Holmes last night. As expected, it was more Iron Man than Conan Doyle, but it was AWESOME nonetheless. The art direction and costuming were fantastic, there were elements of steampunk and it was action packed. I really enjoyed it and definitely recommend that everyone go and see it. Definitely one of my top five movies of 2009. Jude Law even did a good job playing Watson.
I think ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) oneyebrowedbaby's comparison of Holmes and Watson to Sheldon and Leonard from Big Bang Theory was fairly accurate. However, I think an even more accurate comparison would be to Alexander the Great and his gay lover Hephastion. The subtext was painfully obvious, not to mention the naked male sculptures sitting around both their apartments. For the entire movie, people in our group were whispering to each other: "So when do you think they're going to get in each others pants?" and "Come on, just make out and get it over with already!". The internet is probably flooded with Holmes/Watson fanfic already.
Current mood:  productive
Monday, December 28, 2009
Christmas felt different this year, somehow. It's like I finally made the full transition from a kid's view of Christmas to an adult's. I don't know whether it was because there were so few boxes under the tree on Christmas morning (my parents bought a new digital camera and didn't bother getting other gifts for each other), because my exams went so late, or because I received Jennifer Lopez perfume. I am becoming old and jaded even faster than I'd like to admit.
Sunday, December 27, 2009
My brother and his friends did a Secret Santa for Christmas. Apparently there are two girls who hang out with him and his guy friends, and they don't have any female friends other than each other at the school because of DRAMA. So they asked my brother and his guy friends if they wanted to take part in the Secret Santa, and my brother and his friends didn't really have the heart to tell them that they weren't really interested.
So my brother and his friend Mark got the girls as their secret Santas. Yesterday, my brother told me that he and Mark were going shopping for the girls together, since neither of them had any idea what to get for the girls. I try to help him think of ideas, or thoughtful gifts that the girls might actually need, but my brother gets offended and tells me that I shouldn't worry about it, it doesn't matter. He came back from shopping with a bunch of stuff from the dollar store: a basket, a bunch of candy type things, and a giant foam finger, which is apparently "jokes." He asks me to write the tag, so that it's not in his handwriting.
This morning, I come down into the living room. My brother points at a big ball of red wrapping paper that's not fastened together at the top, with big gaping holes in it and a tag on it. He says "Hey Lisa, check out my wrapping job on my Secret Santa present."
I tell him that the way in which he has wrapped his Secret Santa present is absolutely unacceptable and offer to put it in a gift bag for him, or to wrap it "properly," in a way that is "not terrible." He repeatedly insists that the way in which he has wrapped the present is perfectly fine for the situation.
I think, the argument that won him over and got him to agree to let me re-wrap the present was when I said "if the present was for one of your guy friends, it'd be fine. It's okay to give Mark a present wrapped in a Shoppers bag, or to just put a piece of tape over the title of a DVD so that whoever gets it is somewhat surprised, but you're giving that present to a girl, and that poor girl deserves a present that doesn't look like it was wrapped by a 3 year old."
So I re wrapped his present. I went downstairs and grabbed one of the many gift bags we'd amassed over the years and some tissue paper and I made use of the skills I'd gained working at a gift shop in high school. The present looked very respectable after, and my brother even admitted that it looked much better.
When he got back from his Secret Santa, he told me that someone had actually commented on how nicely wrapped his present was. So that was nice.
The best part of the story, though, is what my brother got as his present in the Secret Santa...
...a Snuggie.
The week, in great detail (Saturday-Friday)
Saw Amanda, saw the family the next day at a party. The family is getting older, and, in the case of the children, more attractive. Monday-Wednesday was spent getting angry at downtown Toronto and Christmas shopping. I also had afternoon tea, which was rather civilized, and saw the Festival of Lights, which was rather pagan. Christmas Eve we went to my grandparents' house and opened presents and ate dinner. Christmas day, we went to the movies and I took quite the nap.
The month.
Exams, learning to cook with tofu, writing papers and dreading my return to Toronto. Coming back to Toronto, and doing a few fun things, but, for the most part, having my dread realized. Christmas. Sharon's birthday.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
I love it when my grandmother comes over and isn't in a complaining mood for once. When she's not going on about my dead grandfather or how everyone on the planet is out to take advantage of her because she's old and looks frail, she's super badass. She spends the entire time telling us stories about how she defeated this or that person, in either a physical encounter or a battle of wits. Her life becomes a videogame before our eyes as she moves from battle to battle. During Christmas dinner she told us about how she used her influence within the school to threaten teachers who weren't acting the way teachers should and how she took a self-defence course and decked the 6'5" OPP officer who was instructing it because he completely underestimated her (understandable on his part seeing as she is 75 years old and 4'9" (although at the time she was probably only early 60s and 5'1")). When I get older, I want to be as badass as her.
Friday, December 25, 2009
I had a nightmare, and woke up at 7. So I got 6 hours of sleep. I also noticed in the shower that I had these four scratches on the side of my neck... they were not there last night when I was going to sleep, so that's a mystery.
Last night, my parents and I had discussed the possibility of going to McDonalds for breakfast. We didn't end up doing that, since both my mother and I were actually so-so on the idea, and it was really windy and rainy outside.
I played the Sims. At about 11, my brother woke up and we opened our stockings.
We went to see Sherlock Holmes. There were 4 or 5 previews for upcoming movies, and none of them looked good. I think the best looking movie that is coming out in early 2010 is Hot Tub Time Machine.
I really enjoyed Sherlock Holmes. He was, in my mind, a 19th century Sheldon Cooper to Watson's 19th century Leonard Hofstadter. But it wasn't realistic to the books. But it was still cool!
I came home and took a nap. Then we ate dinner. My uncle called just as we were sitting down to dinner. I played more sims. I managed to get my sim to become an alien/vampire/werewolf, which I have never done before. (I've gotten alien werewolf, and I've gotten normal vampire, but never both together. It was a pretty cool accomplishment for me).
Then my brother and I ate some cheese and listened to Men at Work. We made fun of people who have BIG Christmas plans that stress them out. Our Christmas is quite low-stress.
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