Whipeout!

Let me tell you something . . . I am in LOVE with THIS man:

Ugh.. I've been watching so much Scrubs lately, I feel I should switch out of poli sci and into medicine... but I've never been good at science, and it's just flat out a silly idea to begin with, so I'll just stick to poli sci for the moment. . .

But what's so good about poli sci? I mean, who is there to look at in politics? (because that's what's important!!!) All the attention is focused on freakin Harper now, and he's not particularly pleasing to the eyes (albeit better than Martin was) and how HORRIBLE was it that he was sent to the (not private) hospital the other night for an "asthma attack." 1) Faking an illness shouldn't a priority for your political agenda and you probably shouldn't joke about shit like that. 2) Even if it was a real asthma attack, I mean, great. Our new prime minister is a sissy! Fantastic.

That being said, I'll now mention something completely off topic. The Rideau Canal was open yesterday for like, a couple hours on account of the fact that it had been cold for a bit, but now it's back up to like 5 degrees which is MENTAL, but also pretty fucking awesome!! Except that I didn't spend anytime outside today.. but yesterday... yesterday I went skating for the first time in 2 years because I was too lame to go last year. Anyway, After a hard time getting Mike's skates on (a former hockey player, eh?! pfft...) we skated for quite a while til we found a BeaverTails stand that was suprisingly still open at 11 pm, which is awesome. The whole event built up to this most ridiculous moment when I was racing Mike to get to the bench, and, in spite of our continual comments on how the canal was starting to thaw and there were patches that weren't quite skate-able on the ice, I got stuck in one of these sed spots and took the most amazing whipe out. I was quite impressed! Although I think my neck is paying for it today, it was still v. blog worthy.

And how I'm going to hop into my hideous green and yellow circus-like polo shirt and head down to the Rideau for some good ol' fashionned popcorn bitchin'. Too bad I lost my hat. No stress about that though, I'll just take my mind off of it by thinking about staring at this man...:

Oh yeah... that's what I'm talkin' bout!

Whole lotta nothin' going on...

It used to be that I would always have something to write about, but now I can't really think about anything,

I can tell you I was surpised to see a photo of Stephen Harper with a kitten today.

What was surprising, is that, he wasn't trying to eat it, you see...

Whatever. The new job is keeping me real busy. Every day while I'm working hard, they let me listen to music, whether it be CDs or the radio online. I've been listening to the Edge a lot. Radio stations in Ottawa re nothing compared to what we have back home. I guess little things like that are making me a little bit homesick, but, to be quite honest, I don't really have time to be homesick. It sucks because next week, I won't have Shannoon to e-mail me, so the days are probably going to pass a lot slower. Even though I'm a lot busy now than I was working for CRA, it still helps to be able to have some remote connection to a social life outside of work, when you're stuck within its walls.

I don't want to mention anything about my upcoming move for fear that it'll be jinxed like last time. GAH, for some reaons my internet is so slow tonight, and it's making me want to shit my pants, so this is where I leave, good fols, with a hope that soon I'll have enough time to sit down and write something that has some value.

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Nothing to complain about

I don't know why I haven't had anything to blog about lately. Something must be wrong with me. I mean, normally I can find something to complain about. . . ANYTHING. . .

like, bad dreams about weird butterfly-like insects ripping off the flesh of my forehead,

or at LEAST the weather, but last week the weather was great... not like tonight where I was forewarned by the weather network that I'd be walking home this evening with ICE PELLETS falling on my head. Gee, that was comfortable.

Maybe it's the 3 hour Tuesday lecture I should complain about, because other than that, Tuesdays are pretty good in my books, because, no matter how long or shitty the day at work was (which it wasn't, because I enjoy my job (so far)) or how long the lecture is, and how annoying those 3 kids in class who never shut up are, or how painful the ice pellets falling on my head are, there are always two truly amazing people waiting for me to get back to the apartment.

That's right...

Rick Mercer and Zach Braff.

*sigh*

(WHAT? You didn't think I was going to say Mike and Moses did you? What are you? CRAZY?)

Anyway, one new Mercer report + 2 new Scrubs = a Happy girl.

And speaking of happy girls, I'm going to be one of them again tomorrow upon the arrival of the Polish prince who, for years has been promising to come visit to Ottawa provided I went and visited Hamilton. Well guess what Pawel, I ain't going to Hamilton!! (because it's smelly!) Moohoohahahahhahahaha. I win!! *More evil laughter*

Anyway, I'm pretty exhausted, so I hope this post will hold me over for the next... well, until I think of something clever to say. It's funny how those things become harder to think about when you're working a 9-5 not-so-creative-but-still-mentally-demanding-PublicServantJEORB.

Right. Tah.

Freakin' ICE PELLETS!

My Space

Just so's y'all know, and if anyone is interested, I posted new photos on my MSN MySpace. Here's the URL if anyone's interested in taking a peek:

http://spaces.msn.com/members/maisondefromage/PersonalSpace.aspx?_c01_photoalbum=showdefault&_c02_owner=1&_c=photoalbum

I don't actually know if that'll work, but whatevs -> worth a shot.

They're the first two rolls from my Holidays, starting off with the staff screening of Narnia and our Secret Santa gift exchange (everyone look at all the amazing stuff I got from the Dollar Stores...) then they go on to things like Christmas parties and NYE, hanging out with pals in the good ol' Niagara Peninsula.

Started my first day at my new job today, which was kindof good and bad all at once. Didn't help that the day began in a snowstorm, but I suppose that's the price you pay for living in Ottawa. I'm looking forward to going skating on the Rideau, however. Heard a bunch of theater folk went out and did that while I had the pleasure of well... working at the theater, so that kindof sucked. I guess they were all out for Will's birthday though, so that's fun. A big Happy Birthday shout out to Will for turning old enough to go to the dépanneur for some important concessions.

On that note, I feel like I did my duty in watching the Leader's debate today. I'm pretty excited in that all I have to do to vote this time around is head down to the lobby of my apartment building. Freakin' sweet.

I start back at school tomorrow and let me tell you, I am NOT looking forward to that. The whole co-op thing seems a lot more amusing when you don't have to worry about grades, in my opinion. But thanks to the University of Ottawa's great fun idea of having year-long courses, it means I'll still have to freak out about writing my papers and taking my mid-terms (even if it is only one class a week) but, all while doing the whole full time job thing (and part-time as well, but that's my own bad, and it's probably as ridiculous a decision as say, going to university and college at the same time, right? Sound familiar?)

I went to Montreal the other day for a Habs game with some people from my old job. It was awesome to be one of the only Habs fans on the bus full of Sens fans who all came home miserable on account of their 4-1 loss. It was, quite satisfactory, I must say. That was a day FULL of good news, let me tell you, but I have to keep my mouth shut about the other stuff, so shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

And on the subject of good news: TWO NEW EPISODES OF SCRUBS TOMORROW NIGHT! WOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

And I leave you with a sample photo from our trip back home:

(@ Fresco's in Ste Cts. for NYE dinner)

Prehistoric Birthday Fun

Happy Birthday to a very good friend who was just recently attacked by a dinosaur trying to steal his BK... and WON!

Glad you kicked that dino's ass and hope you enjoyed your

early-twenty-something-ieth birthday, completely unharmed, boss!

Back to Reality

Driving back to Ottawa from a lovely few week Christmas Holiday was probably one of the best trips I've had coming back to this city. Everything seemed to go well; songs were being sung, people were chatting, we arrived safely and all was well. We got home, and enjoyed an evening of Vince Vaughn and Owen Wilson, and then, as if to say "Welcome home Brie," a shitload of snow dropped, along with the temperature in an effort I believe was meant to say the following:

Brie, you may have enjoyed yourself over your little vacation.
But that all stops now.
So take that.

And I did.
And I will continue to take it, because I can't control the weather.
But one day...


Oh well, I guess what I'm trying to say is that shit happens, and that even though I had a great time back in the good ol' Niagara Region for the Holidays, one must always remember that play has to be earned, I suppose. And I guess that's what I'm doing here. Earning my play time.

Play time was pretty sweet over the Holidays though, I must say. Except for everyone in my family getting the flu. . . but seeing the WHOLE family countered that, watching the 40 Year Old Virgin over and over did too. So did catching up with old pals, and finally spending some time getting to know new ones. And.. I'm homesick already...

I'll post some photos of the fun times that were had as soon as they get processed. But for now, I'm going to go watch some Scrubs, because I'm addicted and I like to imagine Zach Braff naked.

So, because I missed blogging when I should have been saying this:

Merry Christmas all! And all the VERY BEST for 2006!