Journal (Rambly Musings)

Sunday, March 30, 2003

Night Owl

Ok, so I have to get up reeeaaally early to get back to Toronto from Guelph tomorrow morning, and I had every intention to get to bed at a decent hour tonight in order to facilitate this, but turns out that co-ordinating the Arts Team for the Food Fair is a lot of work. I've been up the last couple of hours working on it and I've barely scratched the surface. Oh man. What have I gotten myself into? Like I can afford the time... I had a hard time finding time just to work on the details I worked on tonight, and many things need to be determined or are due surprisingly early. Wow.

11:30 is not late for me normally, but it's late when I have an approx. 3 hour commute to get into work tomorrow morning.

Ok, I'll stop whining now and go to bed. :) 'Night all!

p.s. On the bright side, I had yet another awesomely amazing weekend with Jeff. Woo!

posted by Jill 11:35 p.m.

Kim Jong Il (the illmatic)'s LiveJournal

This is roll-over-laughing-til-it-hurts funny.

http://www.livejournal.com/users/kim_jong_il__/

posted by Jill 11:31 p.m.

Friday, March 28, 2003

Circle of Three

I called them the Circle of Three. At this time last year, there were three people I considered to be my closest friends in town. They were the only three people for whom I would willingly drop everything I was doing in order to spend time with any one of them.

They made this smoggy city taste sweet.

One left town.
One has become distant over the last half year or so, for reasons I only somewhat understand.

Today, the last of my circle broke.
The friendship's been disintegrating for some time. We've been fighting a lot lately, and I'm pretty sure today's fight was the fight that will end the friendship. At least for a while.

I'm not normally like that. I don't know what's happening to me. Does this mean I respect myself more and will only accept what I deserve, or does it mean that I'm bitchy?

I have a lot of friends, but I can't say I connect with any on that same sort of level. Exept for my new boyfriend, but he lives a tad too far to drop everything just to grab a coffee or something.

Sometimes, even though I'm surrounded by many people, I feel very very lonely.

posted by Jill 11:33 p.m.

That's A Lot Of Mop Love

Jeff: "Do you want to know how much I love this mop?"
Me: "How much?"
Jeff: "I love this mop more than Elizabeth Barret Browning loved Robert Browning."
Me: "How much did they love each other?"
Jeff: "Well they were poets.......
Me: "Which means more love! Hahahaha!"
Jeff: "Which means more love..... Well, more demonstrated love.
............That's right.... _more_ _demonstrated_ _love_."

posted by Jill 7:58 p.m.

Wednesday, March 26, 2003

Wheeeeeeee!

Oh look, it's me me me! Reading at Parallel Chaos 4.

posted by Jill 2:54 p.m.

Tuesday, March 25, 2003

What Number Are You?

Ok, this is waaayyy too funny. I got it from Margaret's blog. My answer rocks.

I am an imaginary number 1i I don't really exist _

what number are you?

this quiz by orsa

posted by Jill 2:46 a.m.

Pictures Pictures

If you're wondering what Girls' Night looks like, wonder no more. Incidentally, these are the first shots of my fabulous new glasses.

Speaking of pictures, our Academy Awards party last night was awesome and the photos are forthcoming...

posted by Jill 2:26 a.m.

Saturday, March 22, 2003

Sharon

Courtesy of monthly girls' night, here is the blog of one of the fabulously cool girls, Sharon. Now added to my friends list on left.

posted by Jill 12:34 a.m.

Friday, March 21, 2003

I have the most talented friends

Paul, a friend in Vancouver who drew me this composed the music for this, a poem by a young girl which has been circulating the net for quite some time. His version is perfect.
posted by Jill 8:22 p.m.

Tuesday, March 18, 2003

(Ok, maybe it wasn't *exactly* warm enough through the entire night. Spring anyway dammit! SPRING I SAY!)
posted by Jill 3:36 a.m.

Spring Has Sprung

I declare it the first official day of Spring because it's the first night warm enough for......... BALCONY CAMPING!! *dances*

posted by Jill 12:41 a.m.

Sunday, March 16, 2003

Dictionaraokerriffic

Hey everyone! It's Dictionaraoke! Huzzah for Dictionaraoke!

posted by Jill 1:06 p.m.

Thursday, March 13, 2003

Of March Break and Crazy Coincidences

March Break used to mean nothing to me. (Not since finishing high school.)

Now it means a lot. It means Jeff's here!

Jeff is the boyfriend I've been alluding to in this blog before. I couldn't mention his name before because we wanted to shock a mutual friend, and we didn't want her to hear from my blog (or if she doesn't read it, then from a fellow blog reader) that we were dating. Now that the shock is over (it was soooooooo good), I can mention him. Jeff Jeff Jeff. :) He lives over an hour from Toronto, so seeing him for more than a couple of days in a row is a special treat. (In case you're wondering, no, he's not a high school student. He's a high school teacher.)

On a somewhat related note, turns out he used to know Mike Beltzner, a co-worker of mine, who, incidentally, was a childhood friend of mine when we were very young. We've even got the required embarrassing childhood photo to prove it, courtesy of my mom. It's currently residing outside of Mike's cube.

Oh the tangled webs.

posted by Jill 3:01 p.m.

Diva

Last night I had a super fabulous poetry reading at Art Bar, my biggest, most important feature I've had so far.

Funny thing is, I didn't feel all that great about it myself. While I was up there I felt I was doing so-so. I thought it could have been much better. Sometimes while I'm on stage I *know* it's good (or not good) and the audience reaction afterwards doesn't really sway me.

This time I was swarmed with giddy people who were into and overcome by my reading. It was quite a phenomenon!

I was even told that I seemed to be really in my element. Too bad I didn't feel it. :)

But still......... I'm pretty darn proud of myself. I've been cocooning lately and not really into reading, so it took a lot to psych myself for it. Glad I was able to pull it off and enjoy it. :) I'm even feeling a little bit of my stage high from it, and from the overwhelming (*really* overwhelming) reactions I've gotten. I used to get super high highs from being on stage. Maybe I will again sometime.

Zayla, my drummer, was incredible.

posted by Jill 2:21 p.m.

Wednesday, March 12, 2003

Size Matters!

Apparently. (Warning: Must be old enough and not in an inappropriate locale to view. It's not really like porn or anything but still, you've been warned.)

Thanks for the link, Margaret. (March 4, 03)

posted by Jill 12:13 a.m.

Sunday, March 09, 2003

Notes from a day of activism

1. "You can buy a pound of chicken for 2 bucks. Is that what life is worth?" - Adam Wilson, TARS

2. James Strecker asked if we had more copies of our last issue of Lifelines (Toronto Vegetarian Association) because he wanted more copies of his book review inside... I told him it was me who wrote it. He thanked me profusely, told me it was an insightful review, and bowed to me and said he worshipped me. =:D Not bad, eh?

posted by Jill 12:09 a.m.

Monday, March 03, 2003

Snapshot of Life

Some games are the same as I've always played
Some I'm playing differently
Some parts of life stay stagnantly the same
Some transcend what I ever thought they could be

posted by Jill 10:55 p.m.