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  • My hair is so long it’s distracting me from work. Seriously. I missed a call today because I was preening.

    Oh just kidding but I came pretty close.

    I’ve been lying in bed each morning and not wanting to get up because I am warm and cozy. I continue to dream until it’s well past the time I would usually consider too late, and then I get up an rush around to get ready. I don’t know how to make my bed less cozy, so I guess this is going to have to continue.

    I watched “Watchmen” on Sunday, and actually, the big blue penis wasn’t as important as everyone I talked to about it prior to seeing the movie made it out to be. Dude was just naked. Or maybe since it was hyped up for me I was expecting more. I watched for it for like half an hour before I got a good view, but really, no big deal was made of it. (And that’s my review of the movie.)

    I have to find out the hours of the Bay Cafeteria and post them at my desk. They have weird hours, at least at dinner time, and as this is becoming One Of My Favorite Places To Eat, I should know when I can and cannot go. For example, the downtown Victoria Smitty’s restaurant closes every day at 3pm, so no dinner. Also, in my own neighbourhood, Rosie’s diner closes at 8. So dinner, but no on Monday because it’s closed (at least last time I checked.)

  • I may have forgotten to write here for a week. I was sick but that’s not really an excuse. Oh well.

    It was by birthday yesterday. Despite having work to go to, it was ok and I was in a pretty good mood all day long. I purchased many things from Staples as presents for myself: bright paper, a whole roll of stamps, Tiny String envelopes, and pens. How indugent.

    I was in Duncan on the weekend and I got presents from my family as well: a set of pots, magazines, baking sheets (more on these later), t-shirts. I also had a birthday feast: my dad and brother deep-fried things in the turkey fryer including fish and chips. I had been craving fish and chips for several weeks so that worked out well. Mum also made strawberry shortcake for my birthday cake. So all in all I wasn’t hungry again until noon the next day.

    In Duncan I also did a lot of recovering from being sick: ie watching television and napping. Napping took up quite a lot of my time actually. How I know I was sick is that I could have an hour’s worth of nap and still be achingly tired at the normal bed time. If I have that long of a nap when I am healthy I stay awake longer into the night.

    Also: now I have a breadmaker. Which, consequently, means that I have fresh bread. I tried a “large” loaf last night and it is far too big. But of the size options given it was the mediumest choise to make. In the meantime, the large loaf makes super-sized sandwiches. Or “double” sandwiches, as I have made one for my second lunch today and actually have cut it in half (as the whole thing wouldn’t fit in a sandwich container) and now have two sandwiches. I’ll save one for my second lunch on Thurs.

    (I could have written the things in that last paragraph in a better way. I know this.)

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  • I have a cold. Again. Urg.

    The good news is, I had a nap today.

    The other good news is that now I have benefits and, therefore, sick days.

    Some more good news is that I’ve started drawing again. Just in the old style, with a pen. I found like six books that I’d made and then filled with various marks and such and was inspired. I was also delighted because I’m funny and I draw funny. You can quote me on that. In fact, quote me on that now, and often.

    Some annoying news is that I’ve been playing with my web page and it is no longer showing up at puddlelilies.com. For now– it’s just a glitch I hope.

    I had a dream during my nap and apparently it’s the second time I’ve had it. At least, while I was having the dream, I was thinking to myself that I’d had it before. 1) I’m in a car with my partner (like I’m in the FBI and we’re on a case). 2) We get to the place we’re going, look around and then my partner finds some stairs and goes down and I follow. This whole time it’s too bright and I have to cover my eyes. 3) When we’re down the stairs we’re looking around I notice there’s a window and Mulder and Scully are watching us, only they’re really big, and it seems that when my partner and I came down the stairs we also shrunk and walked ourselves into a diorama box. 4) Then there’s some people chasing us. 5) Then we’re in the car again and pulling off the blanket we had put over the window before because the light was too bright for me when we were driving before.

    I haven’t had a dream where I couldn’t open my eyes for a long time. Am I missing something?

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  • I went to the doctor and she suggested that since there is nothing wrong with my lungs, and my heart is in perfect health, that I don’t have asthma, and that my shortness of breath is caused by anxiety.  This caused some grief, but one I got over my anxiety over having anxiety I realized that all I have to do is breath properly.  The doctor suggested meditation and yoga. She also said just to push through dance class, as I have been sitting out once I run out of breath.  I don’t want to do meditation or yoga, but dance class I can do.

  • I had a super keen weekend.  I tried to stay in my pajamas for most of it (after ballet class ended at 1pm on Sat, of course) but I did get cabin fever at around noon on Sunday and went for a stroll.  This resulted in a hurty back, which is still vexing me.  But it was a good walk: down Cook St, around Beacon Hill Park, up Douglas, Dollar Giant and then home.  (I bribed myself with the going to Dollar Giant).

    After some weird scanning hastled (pages getting flip-turned around so they were printing wrong) Tiny String 18 is sitting on my table in two piles: on of the cover, and one off all the non-collated pages.  So pretty!  So fun.  Aethsetically, anyway, I am very pleased.  I always feel that the story part could do with more editing, but that’s what I get for making them so quickly.  I’m usually happy enough if there are no typos.  (Fingers crossed, though.)

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  • My day:

    Got up, organized things, oatmeal, ballet.

    Pancakes, nap, zine-ing, supper.

    Zine-ing, snack, TV. Now it’s now.

    The nap part took a larger percentage of my day than I expected. The zine in question is about 3 pounds in mock-up format. Hearty!

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  • I have been pretty grumpy for most of this week.  This morning was bad but then I bought some gingersnaps.  Gingersnaps, usually, make things better.  They were really “snappy” gingersnaps.  That is, they were hard.  I ate many.

    Another time gingersnaps made me happy was when I was in St. John’s.  I found them at the Loblaws near my B&B.  (This, after I found the Loblaws in the fog.)  They were sugar free and tasted like flour and ginger.  They were great.  (I wasn’t grumpy in St. John’s, I just remember lying on my bed and eating them with BBC news on the TV and being happy.)

    I saw Coraline 3-D last night and my review is thus:  I LOVE 3-D!  It’s like watching a movie with a View Master.  SO fun.  My review is also thus: I want to make dolls!  Not creepy magical ones or anything.  Just ones with cute little faces and clothes.

  • Book sale today! Lots of books and people! I got some literature books, some art books and a book entitled “Shirley Temple’s Storybook” which I can’t decide whether to cut up or leave whole. I’ve also now completed my Mordecai Richler “collection” which consists of all the novels of his I like. That was Barney’s Version I got today, which I have read before but decided I should own. Just for, you know, posterity and lending purposes.

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  • My parents are in town this weekend. This, as always, indicates grocery shopping and wine. Good times.

    It’s a busy weekend. Last night I went to a ballet with a work chum, and tomorrow will be hanging with mum and dad some more. Nothing is planned for next weekend, though.

    I have two writing projects on the go: one is the next Tiny String, amazingly about a month after the last episode, the other is a longer work I’m pecking at occasionally (since there is some activity going on it, I will consider it “on the go” even if it’s just a little bit here and there.)

    I am also 1/3 into the last season of West Wing. This project has been more time consuming and grueling that originally planned… OK no, I’ve just been lazy and only want to watch TV! Next I’m going to re-watch Hana Yori Dango seasons one and two, followed by the movie, which I haven’t watched yet. It’s nearing spring time, which makes me think of cherry blossoms… which makes me think of HYD of course. Of Course!

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  • My face is itchy!

    P.S.  I’ve had a lot of trouble pretending to be normal this week.  This results (easily) in my resting at home in the evenings watching television (still West Wing) as recovery time.  And it’s not really “trouble”, it just takes some extra effort trying to do general work things.  I’m getting better, though at things like just picking up the phone to return phone calls.  I get on a roll.

    My computer monitor had “no signal” this morning for some reason.  Then it found a “signal” but is now at the wrong resolution.  I had to leave it before going to work… and figuring this out had me hear the bus I was going to take speed past my window without me on it (I was still in my apartment).  I like walking into work anyway.

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