Would you like to take a Survey?

Censored version of the e-mail I mailed out to most... Long time no survey.


A) Four jobs I have had in my life:
1. Popcorn Slave (also, butter-bitch, fish-bowl ticket distributor, garbage cleaner, sticky floor cleaner, theatre de-stinkafyer, harrasser-of-management..um...-er.
2. Public Servant (ie, tied to a chair and enslaved to a computer and occasionally let loose to make photocopies.)
3. Historical Interpreter (Sexy dress n'occasional ankle showing.)
4. Platoon Warrant Officer (man, I miss free camping... and bossing people around.)

B) Four movies I would watch over and over:
1. Garden State (ZACH!!) lastkissmovie.com
2. Forrest Gump (Goes without saying)
3. American Beauty (shower scene.. .hello!!)
4. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (just love it.)

C) Some places I have lived:
1. Ottawa, Ontario (ie. Hell)
2. Welland, Ontario (All Action, All the Time...)
3. Cochrane, Alberta (best summers of my life... miss that sexy brit.)
4. Borden, Ontario (no wait... THIS was Hell.)

D) Four TV television shows I watch
1. SCRUBS!!! (RE: Sexy Dr. Dorian)
2. The Simpsons (obviously)
3. Family Guy (Peter make wheel?)
4. The X-Files (Mmmmm... Fox....)

E ) Four places you have been on vacation:

1. Florida (M-I-C..K-E-Y and so forth... )
2. Scotland (would go back in a blink)
3. Sandusky, Ohio (CEDAR POINT...droool....)
4. ... that's ... that's about it... man.. LAME!)

Websites you visit daily
1. www.briewatson.blogspot.com (HAH!! I'm promoting my blog, on my blog site... wow... it must be late)
2. hotmail.com
3. theweathernetwork.com
4. youtube.com

G) Four of my favourite foods
1. Ravioli from the House of Pizza, in Buffalo...mmm...
2. Stuffed broccoli in chicken (but not when you get little plastic things in them, because they're pre-made from the grocery store, and you question how the *explicit deleted* it got in there.. well, at least until you make another one.
3. Subway (eat frush?)
4. Sunflower seeds (mmmm...)

H) Four places I would rather be right now
1. England (Lie back..)
2. In a lake (one that isn't disgustingly polluted, preferably, so.. not anywhere around here...)
3. Camping (in state of mandatory drunkenness)
4. ANYWHERE!!!

Man, I've got to do more of these... They're an excellent means of conducting my ritualistic procrastination.

SNOW PATROL

HEY PAM!

Check out what came in the mail today!!!

That was pretty quick! I'm impressed!!!

YAAAAAAAAAAY!

Whose Make-Up is it Anyway?

Men and Eyeliner. What is it about it about that that's sooooooo damn good?

Well, OK so following a discussion I had with Shannon the other day, I'm going to make the point of presenting how hot men with eyeliner are. Maybe we can hold a vote or a poll or something here... Which frontman's eyeliner looks better?
















Brandon Flowers of The Killers

... or Ricky Wilson of Kaiser Chiefs?

How about any other suggestions?

(3 Cheers for Procrastination)

Murphy's Law of Softball...'n stuff

What's the deal here? Last year, I could get on base, but my hits were these twirpy little dinky shots...

Now that my hits are getting stronger, people are catching the bastards and I'm getting out more frequently.

Maybe I should go back to the dinky hit strategy. . . but I don't remember how!!!

Freaking softball... the better you get, the harder it is to get on base.

Oh well.


13 Days left 'til the semester's over. Glad to be rid of it, except that I have an assload of work to do before then. What's this you say? Maybe you should be working instead of blogging Brie? Well, to that I respond with a nice big... shmeh.

Anyway, I'm hoping staring @ Mr. Wilson down here'll give me good enough dreams to write down in that psych study I'm undergoing, because I'm almost done it, and so far all I've dreamt about is work and Big Brother. Damnit.

Right, SOC presentation tomorrow afternoon, so should probably well rested.

Man, my life is lame.

Secrets

So the word's out. Looks like Jordania's moving out by end-August to pursue his own career goals somewheres up north. This means a few things.

1) I've got to decide whether or not I want to change bedrooms seeing as how Miltonia already claimed J's room when he leaves. I guess at this point it's about weighing out the pros and cons:

PROS

Just painted it the colour I wanted it
Can't hear anything, which makes for excellent sleeping
Supposedly the coolest room in the apt., come summer time
Nice and warm come the winter
Small room makes sure I avoid making excessive purchases that would take up space in said room.
All my shit's already here.
Nice big windows

CONS

it's freakin' small
smaller closet space
Not v. easy to manoeuvre
when it's messy, it looks that much more messy because it's so small
No room for electronics, save the computer.
Less wallspace for posters
Too close to the bathroom

GAH... I don't know, I'm torn.

OK, so school was relatively boring today. A guest speaker came and basically gave us a lesson in sex ed. concerning options available for women as far as family planning goes. How exciting.

Work was pretty boring too, now that I think about it. Trying to get to know the potential new-roomate candidate is relatively difficult given the manager/labourer relationship and the excessive sarcasm. I suppose a degree or adaptation is inevitable. Haven't lived with another girl since Elmo, so.. that should be interesting. Maybe I'm worrying too much. I mean hey, it's not like Katalin's moving back in here! hah! I suppose my history of housemate conflict has just made me very hestitant when facing change of this sort. But let's see how this plays out, shall we?

Anyhoot, the rents & Pam-dawg come home tomorrow, so here's wishing them a safe journey home!

Cottage

So, last weekend, Mike and I had the pleasure of taking a ride down to Perth on Sunday for a nice day by the lake. Mike's step-family have a cottage out there, right by the lake, with two boats and a bunch of tubes and waterskis and all that other good stuff, so it made for a most enjoyable day outside of the city. Everyone thought I was crazy for sitting out in the sun all the time but, seeing as how it was probably the only opportunity I was going to have to be in the sun, I really wanted to take advantage. AND, on the plus side, thanks to the wonders of sunscreen, I didn't get a burn!! Just sore shoulders from hanging on to those tubes for dear life.
Anyway, like I mentioned, it was exactly the kind of escape-from-the-city that I needed. It seems that next in line for that will be camping with Milton in August and then Cedar Point following that. GAH. I can't wait.

I'm counting down the days for this semester to be over, but there's still so much to be done before it is finished. This journal I have to keep for SOC is killing me. And I'm not getting any of my POL readings done, probably because I know the final is a take-home and thus there will not be a significant amount of studying involved.

Gah, fact is, I just want this term to be over so I can attempt to have something remotely relating a "normal" summer. I think Mom and Pam have the right idea, I should probably become a teacher so I can have summers off. Except, I might strangle the little buggers... so, probably not a good idea. Yeah. Safest bet.

Anyway, the blogger seems to be working better now, so I can show you what my The Last Kiss poster looks like. After that though, I'm getting my laundry and hitting the hay!!


(MAN... LOOK HOW HOT Dr. Acula is... )

Summer in the city

Man, I can't believe how busy I am this summer. When I'm not working @ FCAC, I'm @ Empire. When I'm not there, I'm at school, when I'm not at school, I'm with Mike.. when I'm not doing all that, I try to get some schoolwork done... and when all that's either done, or not getting done, or whatever... I'm watching hours upon hours of X-Files because, well... because I can.

The parents are still avoiding any contact with their only child still on the North American continent. But I have received confirmation that they are, in fact, still alive, and so that is a very good thing. :)

I've been listening to an assload of Snow Patrol lately, mainly because their song "Chocolate" is on the trailer & the teaser for The Last Kiss, for which I'm counting down the days. This will be THE movie for me. When Garden State came out, Zach was a nobody for me, so, that caught my attention. Then, the recent obsession with Scrubs adds to the anticipation for this new flick. Did I mention I've already hung the poster up, thanks to the most delightful boss-man, who knows me well enough to know that I want nothing more than a sexy Zach Braff on my wall, above my bed, where I can stare at him and dream of the bad things I could to do him, if I'd ever be given the chance... ur... what? maybe I'm going a bit too far with this. Must be the heat.

Speaking of the managers, I had a dream that suggested I was addicted to work. I don't really want to go into it, but, maybe those people at Ottawa U's dream lab will have a little something to say about it, when I hand in that dream report thing I've been filling out over the past couple of days.

Wow, hair dye is fun!! (I just dyed Miltonia's hair, & didn't do that bad of a job, I must say. ;)

Anyway, little sum up of what's been done lately:

My presentation for POL went well, I mean, nobody sitting in the class really wanted to be there, but I'm under the impression that I make the same bored expression when everyone else is presenting. Ah well, at least I got them up to stretch a bit, mid presentation. I can't believe some of the bitches in that class who think they're too goddamn important to follow the flow of standing up and stretching, because why? because, your rep is at stake? Why are people in Ottawa so uptight,?!? My SOC TA thought I was from the East Coast, she told me. She said she recognized her own. I told it was probably because I was destined to live there or something, but that, being as how I am from Niagara, I couldn't associate with her Eastern heritage and whatnot, even though I probably would have liked to. Anyway, she commented that people in Ottawa are all wound too tight, and I've got to agree, whole-heartedly. PEople around here need to extract the probes for a day or 2 and Re-freakin-LAX!!

Only now do I realize that there's something wrong with the website and that I can't change the font or add pics, and that pisses me off, because what if this post doesn't um... post? Oh well, I'm too tired, and it's too hot, for me to give a damn.

LOST

Where the shit are my parents?

I think they moved to England to start a new & childless life together.


What's the deal?!?!

Fourth o' July

BIG HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHOUT-OUT TO MY DADDY!!!!


Too bad we couldn't win our game for you today, but... I did hit this one freakin' sweet double... so at least there's that!!


:D

Love you daddy!


HUGZ

Catch-Up

OK so, here's a little something because I need to catch up for the lack of blogging that hasn't happened since my last post.

I finished my first summer semester and that was all good.

La Ronde was pretty cool. Despite all the warnings of rain, not a single drop fell while we were in good ol' Montreal. Though the roller coasters didn't really have that much on Cedar Point, this one new ride called "Goliath" is worthy of mention, because it was pretty much on par with some of the good rides I've tried @ CP. Also, the wooden one was really cool... but when you think about it, which wooden rollercoasters aren't cool?

Anyway, here's Goliath:



It was pretty awesome.


So second semester started out again, during which I had to do a bunch of interviews for CO-OP, which was crazy stressful. Turns out, I've been matched up to work with one of my former professors, Dr. Catherine Côté, in the Fall, on some research that she's been conducting. Should be interesting. This was confirmed today, so, I'm pretty pumped.

Last weekend, Mike and I went home to Niagara because his best friend just bought a house and they were having a housewarming party. That was all good. Drunken firemen in the pool and stolen bed-side tables make for a good party. Sunday, me n' the rents went to the Falls for to take dad out for a sortof be-lated Father's Day lunch. Don't know when I'll get to go home again, but we'll have to do that again for his birthday, which is also coming up...

Speaking of that... I have to work on Canada Day. How bunk is that? Ah well, I guess it was expected. Besides, there will be plenty of time to get drunk after 4:45 pm. I should be thankful Dave didn't schedule me for the night shift, cuz I'd have been PO'd something fierce.

Screening for Superman went well, despite the being way early in the morning, on Tuesday. The movie was really good too, except Kate Bosworth kindof sucks as Lois Lane. Teaser for Spider-Man looks pretty good too, especially considering TOPHER GRACE is going to be in it.

Sweeeeeeeeeeeet.

Anyhoo, gotsta get ready for work. Should be busy... working concession and training the newbie on the first night of Superman's release. UGH. That's a lot of popcorn.

So close, yet...

End of first summer semester is on Thursday. To celebrate, me n' the roomie have plans to go to La Ronde, in Montreal.

Here's what stands in the way between now and our trip on Saturday:

Today: Finish writing an essay, go to class, get a little something for Mike's mum's birthday, buy printer paper, have essay edited by wonderful parental units, make necessary changes, print essay.

Tuesday: Class, 10-1 (Hand in essay before 1pm or 5% is taken off) Work: 1:30 - 6:30. Also, must try to get some reading done for exams on Thursday. Also, cannot forget that ranking process for CO-OP job starts at noon on Tuesday.

Wednesday: Work: 9-2. Class: 2:30 - 5:30. (IF haven't ranked CO-OP jobs by now, am pretty much screwed) . . . Afterwards: Study ass off because

Thursday: EXAM # 1 @ 8:30 and EXAM # 2 @ 1 pm. Followed by a baseball game and some Much needed Local Heroes afterwards.

Friday: Make-up shift for what I'm missing @ FCAC on Thursday because of writing 2 freakin' exams in one day. Also, will likely have a shift at the theatre on Friday as well.

Then comes Saturday and good ol' Montreal... I wish I had more than one weekend to enjoy the time off, but alas, second semester starts next Monday... SO:

All this to say that... those roller coasters better be worth it, cuz I'm in need of some summer - this week is going to drive me MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD.

Some cheese with the wine...

NO...Time... to blog....

Man, summer school sucks a lot of ass. Well, not the classes themselves, but mainly the writing term papers while staring out the window into a a beautiful sunny day, and being trapped indoors, writing about human security and staring at a list of MSN contacts who are all out enjoying their youth.

Good thing Nacho Libre's out next weekend. I could use a laugh.

Thoughts for today

Seems this past weekend has gone past like a blur. I guess that's what happens when you work all day Friday, Saturday night and Sunday morning and you spend the rest of your time watching Lost. (Shhh... don't say anything I'm still only watching the first season.)

Still maybe I'm just a little anxious about this coming weekend, what with Dina and Matt tying the knot. Man, is that scary news or what? I've only ever been to like, cousins' weddings or you know, people that I've always considered to be at a much older and higher level of their lives, but this.. this is Dina, she's YOUNGER than I am! This is crazy stuff... and I guess there's so much stuff to do before the big day, that I hope my little mini-freakout over here isn't happening to Dina either.

Man, weddings. Crazy stuff

Anyway, first day back at the FCAC tomorrow. The crazy life of having 2 part-time jobs and a full-courseloan recommences. Good thing the sun doesn't set at 4 pm anymore like it did back when I tried to pull this off first time around back from Sept - Dec.

I guess you gotta do what you gotta do...

Alice freakin' Cooper!

OH MAN!!!!!


I ripped Alice Cooper's ticket to see MI-III

Alice Cooper came to Rideau to see a movie.

Holy CRAP!!

Bitter

Why do people, that haven't spoken to you or e-mailed you in ages, only try to communicate with you, by means of mass e-mail, when they're bragging about something?

I mean, it's great that you're having the most amazing time of your life, but...

why can't I ever get a mass e-mail saying:

"Man, the other night I got so drunk that somehow I ended up at this woman's house who drugged me and beat the shit out of me. When I woke up, I was in the drunk tank and my wallet and car keys were missing. It was the worst day of my life...

Oh, and by the way, I hope you're all having a wonderful summer and that everything is going well for each and every one of you (even though I probably can't remember half of your names.)"

All I'm saying is that, it's great that you're all having a good time, but what would be even better than sending an impersonal mass e-mail about it, is taking the time to at least acknowledge the individual's existence on occasions that aren't worthy of bragging rights.

May

So, I guess I haven't posted anything here in a while, and it's probably because I feel like nobody's reading it, because I am getting so little comments. It's funny how people always tell you they want to stay in touch, but when you provide them with the means, like, say, MSN, or a blog... you see that what people say doesn't mean squat.

But I'm not hear to write to those who aren't trying to keep in touch. I'm here to write for me, and if any one at all can stand to read it, then, well, then that's a good thing right?! Right.

I won't write much because I have to get up early-ish for class tomorrow. Summer school would be awesome if I didn't have to work in between, which I don't have to do for the next week, however.. when it does start up again, I'm sure I'll be much more stressed out than I am now. Not having to work is great. I kindof forgot how it feels to just sleep in or to spend an evening catching up on some quality tv or not-so-quality movies until way into the wee-early hours of the night. Bah well, I'll soak it up while it lasts.

Speaking of the wee-hours-of the night and not-so quality movies... we're having a screening at el theatro for Mission Impossible III. I can't freakin stand Tom Cruise, but it should be good times with the theatre folk, including some of the newbies that I so rarely work with... I'll post about what happens and spoil the ending for all those who actually want to see it, as I'll be seeing it a day before it's actual release. Ah, popcorn-bitch priviledges are grand.

Baseball scrimmaging begins this weekend... but I hear it's supposed to rain, so I guess we'll be practising our after-the-game drinking techniques if our scrimmage gets rained out. Either way, should be good times!

Season 3 of Scrubs comes out soon, and Series 2 of Little Britain... Man, this tv on dvd is addictive. The roomate left the X-Files, Season 1 out.. and I've been watching it like mad!! Even though I used to watch it religiously when it aired originally, I'm hooked on it as if I was back in grade school, spending Friday nights in, alone in the basement, becoming acquainted with paranormal phenomenon and government conspiracies and all that good stuff... Maybe I'm regressing...

that's probably a sign of work-related stress...

damnit.

I'm going to bed.

So many people need jobs, why do they keep getting offered to me?!

Seems I only ever have time to blog on Sundays. . .

What a week. Why can't I just have one thing on the go, ever? I was offered a summer job at the location where I'm currently doing my work term. Sure that's great. But, I kindof just wanted to take this summer easy and only go to school and work the theater. Maybe that doesn't sound ambitious enough. I had brought up the possibility of working @ the gvt. in the summer, but I honestly didn't expect them to have anything for me. Now all of a sudden, two weeks before I finish my work term, they want me back for the summer. I mean, it's a great place and the people are splendid, but.. there will be SO much time for 9-5 office jobs come the rest of my life. These are supposed to be the best years of my life.. and all I do with them is work. But then again, who can turn down a government job and no university-related debt? Any logical-minded student couldn't...

so what do I do?... work at BOTH places?... Have a full time course-load and two part time jobs... again????

and no summer?... or sunshine?, or fun?...

sounds like that's probably what I'll go for. Again.

And a root canal, to boot.

Oh the joys of life.

Birthday Move

The past few months have seen many angry blogs about living far away in Westboro. Let it be known that never again will I have to complain about the Clearview apt., as I know have officially returned downtown with the help of a few good friends, some beer, and a pretty damn good/exhausting weekend.

After work on Friday, I made friends with Mr. Clean for what was to be our last night out in the 'boro. I stayed up til about 1 am cleaning out the nasty-ass kitchen before I was able to get some sleep. Note that U-Haul sucks. We were supposed to get the truck at 8am but didn't end up with it 'til about 2:30. Good thing Maura was there, and not on the side of the highway, because her little Neon helped us out a great deal...

So a big shout out of thanks to everyone that came out to help, to those who said they would help even though they had better stuff to do, and to those who were going to help but then because the truck was late, were no longer able to.

I hope it wasn't too much of a hassle bringing all my shit into a new apartment building where there are no elevators. Sorry about your back Bond, I hope it didn't have too much to do with the couch in the hallway @ Mike's ...

The room is starting to look like a bedroom, and I think that as soon as it's all done up the way I would like it to be, I'll probably post some photos.

Also, a big thanks for all the birthday wishes from everyone. I'm glad BJ & Shannon were able to make it to ESM, but it was too bad you two had to leave early, because we had some pretty good times at Barrymore's afterwards. (Thanks for the drink, btw Shannycakes)

80s night was pretty awesome. Good friends, good drinks, and music from a decade wherein I was still wearing diapers.

All in all... a pretty awesome weekend well deserving of many thanks!

Here's to many more nights like yesterday, now that I don't live so DAMN far away from everything!!!

Short sentences make for good blogging.

• Wish I had more time to blog.. Let's make things quick... I'm tired after a long day's work.
• I fucking love Garden State. If I had time, I would just watch it over and over again every day.
• I'm glad Shannon's in Montreal tonight, because it must be a really great place for a Leafs' fan after tonight's game. GO HABS GO!!
• Didn't get manager job like I thought wouldn't happen, but... it's still a possibility for the near future.
• Pool day with co-workers was pretty sweet. 40 something year-old drunken women make me laugh.
• Moving next weekend. All help will be welcomed and rewarded.
• 
• V for Vendetta = AWESOME. Everyone should see it.
• Dried papaya is hard to come by.
• Weather today was great.
• Packing's a bitch.
• And now my bed's calling me

OCTranspo Zoo

I hate the bus.

Tonight, riding home, there were these two middle-aged couples on the bus, looking at all us young people like we were animals in a zoo.

"How fascinating, these poor creatures taking public transit. It must be horrific not being able to drive around in a Mercedes SUV like we do usually, but it's Friday, and we wanted to go out and paint the town red at our lively polka-night bar, drink two drinks and try to re-live our youth. Then when we're too tipsy to drive our expensive car home, we'll take the .. what do you call it? oh yes, the b..us home and stare at the creatures on it, as if they were from another planet. How nifty!"

God, what a week! As it turns out, I will in fact, be seeing Coldplay on St. Patrick's Day as originally planned. There was the possibility that I might go to Moncton with work that weekend, but instead, they asked my supervisor (who hadn't even asked to go) to take the trip instead. I mean, I'm not pissed, cuz it turns out I get to go to Coldplay, but it's good to know the real worth of an eager co-op student in the public service.

Also, I found out I can't go to Dina's bridal shower, which makes me feel like shit because I feel I should be part of all these plans and I should definitely be in attendance, but at the same time, it kindof makes me sad to know that everyone will be able to attend this except myself, and I can't help but feel a bit left out that there wasn't a time that could have accomodated everyone involved, including myself, like... on a weekend.. or at least a Friday, but I don't make the plans, so I get to sit here in Ottawa and think about the fun all the ladies together are having giving Dina fun household appliances and naugthy underpants and the likes...

I've had a stiff neck all day, making it physically impossible to turn my head past a certain point, which is incredibly inconvenient. It really fees stressed when I'm at the computer, so I'll probably keep this short. Besides, I have to be getting to bed because I intend to spend all day writing my essay about Hobbes, Lenin and the State tomorrow. Hopefully I won't get called into the theatre, where we now offer fresh vegetables in a dish as a combo... because that's what every person craves at a movie theater... broccoli...

Man, everything's just too ridiculous.

I feel like banging my head against hard objects to see if it helps make sense of anything..

... but it never does...