listersgirl: (be like that)
The deployment of boxes and moved furniture around my apartment is becoming dangerous - I got up to pee around 2 last night, and in the 7 steps from my bed to the bathroom, managed to run into 4 things. OUCH.

I've been sort of trying to watch So You Think You Can Dance (because, dancing! good dancing, usually!), but it's like something is conspiring against me: over various days, I've had to be out of the apartment while it was being shown, the reception has been terrible because of thunderstorms, I've been out for dinner, and then last night, I would have sworn on Captain Jack that it was Tuesday. I even questioned myself as I was looking for a break from packing - "Is there something I mindlessly enjoy and can get on a non-fuzzy channel? No, it's Tuesday."

Tuesday? Really?
listersgirl: (break's over)
Now is the time when I get really tense while watching SYTYCD, because I start having Opinions, and I do not trust other people to agree with me. More blathering )

***

On a completely different note, I'm trying once again to not spend hours and hours every night on the computer. Tonight I didn't turn it on until 7:30! Go me. Because seriously, it's not like I *do* anything for all those hours on the computer. And I think it's diminishing my ability to focus on anything. (Of course, I'm *still* on the computer, as you can see. Turning it off again is the next challenge.) Also, I randomly decided to walk partway home in the 33 degree heat. I don't *think* I've lost my mind. But maybe it'll tire me out enough that I'll actually sleep tonight.

Right! I have to get dressed and go buy cereal, otherwise I will have no breakfast and be very, very sad. (Pretend you can see me mock pouting.)
listersgirl: (soul train)
All I have to say about the SYTYCD finale is, dude, Shane Sparks is SHORT. He's half the height of the other judges!


[spoilers in comments]
listersgirl: (nothing happened)
Aieeee!

I actually brought a packed my lunch today1 -- marinated tempeh, which I cooked last night while watching So You Think You Can Dance,2 edible pea pods,3 and a red cabbage and carrot salad that I also made while attempting to watch TV.4 The dressing I made up randomly, with lime juice, soya sauce, honey, sesame oil and Thai green chili paste. It's, um, a little spicy. It was not this spicy last night, although maybe I was distracted by the mambo, but I think it gained power in the fridge overnight. It's very tasty, but my mouth is on fire.

In conclusion, runway training at Mayfair Bowling Lanes?5 AHAHAHAHAHA. Oh, Canada's Next Top Model, you are so low-rent, it's brilliant.



1Again! That's three times this week. I am awesome.
2I missed the first hour because I didn't know it was on, but the couple doing the Broadway style was definitely my favourite. And not just because it was Broadway style. And I liked that they teamed people up deliberately, and assigned them a style -- yes, this could lead to accusations of favouritism, but it seemed like they purposely put people together who work in different styles normally, and then gave them something completely foreign to either of them, which really puts people on a more level playing field, unlike last year, when, through the magic of random draw, some people worked together all the time, and some people kept always getting the same styles. So I think it's good.
3Snow peas? Snap peas? I can never remember which term goes with which vegetable. The ones where there are actual peas inside, but you eat the whole thing.
4I can't see the TV from the kitchen, but I can hear it, what with my apartment being the size of a VP's office,6 so every time the actual dancing started I would run back across the room, spoon in hand.
5I have bowled there7. And given my complete lack of bowling skill, I probably would have been better off just sashaying down the lane.
6And not even a well-liked one.
7I have, in fact, bowled there while dressed as a Pink Lady and singing the bowling song from Grease 2.
listersgirl: (on hold)
Now, I'm sure you ALL are making plans to turn off the phone, shut the blinds, and settle in with your TVs on Sunday night for the Tony Awards. Right? RIGHT?

Excellent.

I'm very excited for The Drowsy Chaperone - I saw it here in one of its early incarnations (post-Fringe, pre-Broadway) and it was so much fun. Whee! Also, hi, this means Don McKellar is up for a Tony. How can you not love that?

I don't think I mentioned this before, but as of last week I've been in Toronto for five years. Five years! I'm having a hard time comprehending that, especially since that means I've been working for this organization for five years, too. When I got the job, I had a 5 year plan -- 5 years and then I was moving on, because I don't want to be someone who works for the same company her whole life, getting more bitter as the years go by -- and there have definitely been times when I was totally ready to leave. Of course, those times never coincided with jobs that I wanted. And right now, things are interesting, things are happening, and I want to see what's going to change next.

Meanwhile, I have decided that this is the summer during which I will do/see/explore all those bits of Toronto that I still haven't made it to after 5 years (like the Toronto Islands). Although in reality it'll probably be like every other summer here, and be the summer during which I hide out in air-conditioned libraries and movie theatres. But I have hope!

[Completely off-topic aside: my co-worker just lent me season 4 of Six Feet Under and our boss season 5, and he kept trying to talk about it, but he couldn't remember what was in what season, and so the entire conversation went something like, "Was that the season where Claire--" "Shhshhshhshhshh". We wouldn't let him get a word out because he was trying to talk about the season that we had in our hands right then. However, apparently we have a quiz on Wednesday.]

And now? Snack. Oh yes indeed. I had a terrible sleep last night, so something that will keep me going is definitely required.

So You Think You Can Dance blather )

ps. I am determined to actually leave the house this weekend, so if anyone is staring at an empty schedule, wondering what they will do to fill it up, e-mail me! Maybe we can do something!
listersgirl: (soul train)
My head hurts.

I've been getting headaches a lot recently. I guess it's just another side effect of this damn lockout, along with the daily low grade stomach pain and the tendency to burst into tears at random moments. Bleargh.

I've got two part time jobs now: one selling sheet music, just like I did all through high school and university (damn retail), and one courtesy of the awesome [livejournal.com profile] mystery_diva, doing something that involves computers and sitting at a desk. Guess which one sounds like more fun! I had my first shift at the music store today. It was fine. Actually, it was really slow, which was just bizarre, because September is the busiest time of the year for a music store (all the kids going back to lessons and band). I'm used to mayhem. This...was not. It'll be fine, though, I'm sure. I think I'm going to be pretty tired for the next few months, though, because I'm going to be working 6 days a week, and really random start times, too.

To celebrate my last day of freedom, I took myself to the cinema yesterday: The 40-Year-Old Virgin. It was (mostly) very funny. I love Seth Rogan. And Paul Rudd. I had all sorts of emotional reactions to it afterward, but they all went away after I watched So You Think You Can Dance (shut up, dancing is awesome). So that's good. Oh, and at the movie there was a preview for Serenity (yay!), which I was actually a little disappointed by (boo!). It looked very action movie, which is not really what I think of when I think of Firefly. I mean, yes, there's action, but there's also lots of stillness, and the character interaction is just as important, if not more. I'm hoping that was just an attempt to draw in people who aren't familiar with the series by giving them excitement rather than quips.

I'm going to bed now. It's a good thing I don't have chronic headaches, because that's my instinctive reaction to the pain: go to bed. Medication? Nah, sleep. Then tomorrow and Saturday I'm at the music store again, and Sunday I have to finish off my last 6 hours of picketing. And then it's a new week and it starts all over again. Yay?

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