Wednesday, April 28, 2004

its been an interesting week. i am so close to being done packing and i know i will be so happy when i am yet i'm still sitting here. my computer is always the last thing to get packed, and my bedding. mostly because they are 2 of my very favorite things. except i'm lying, i hate my computer, i like what it does for me. now my bedding, its fantastic. oh my. i got a postcard today. they are quite nice to get, you know a little taste of a great trip that a friend is on, its nice to know that my friends are happy. i like that feeling. except everyone always reads your postcards. always. i betcha at least 17 people have read mine. but you know its ok. i dont mind. postcards arent usually reserved for privacy. and since i find its really only close friends that are sending them (or thats what i do anyways) they are full of inside jokes so no one would understand them anyways. mmmm i love my friends. they are fantastic. new ones, old ones alike, i love em i love em i love em.

peace, love, empathy

Monday, April 26, 2004

hello hello. today is monday. my last monday sitting at this desk. my last monday of work. next monday i will be in an earth science tutorial. oh no wait! i wont....hah first week rules, no tutorials, and thus no homework. ya dude i rock. i have so much to do before school starts. oh and a good movie is my girl. i watched it this weekend. it was swell. childhood memory #23: going to see pochahontas with my mom and my friend heather and her sister shauna. shauna fell asleep and i got bored. that movie sucks. not on my good movie list. whats on your good movie list?

Wednesday, April 21, 2004

exciting things flooding the mind of erica today...well there's the obvious of the leafs pulling through and winning and making me tres happy. otherwise nothing. i'm packing for school and it sucks. i hate going through all my stuff, it makes me kind of sad the things that one accumulates over the years. like stupid things that i've kept because they meant something at the time. i have to repack all my stuff every four months and i usually throw alot out but then more stuff reaccumulates over the next 4 months. its an endless train of stuff accumulation. and i get these ideas in my head like: i dont throw out pictures even if i hate the ppl because i think i may make up with them later on and blah blah. or "cards and letters from people i dont even know, and offers coming over the phone" actually no, but if you can name that song you win a prize! i really need to stop being such a pack rat and get down to my bare necessities. oh bother.
did you know that tim's coffee is the only coffee with calories in it? their black coffee actually has sugar in it, i think thats why its so addictive. thats weird eh. i still like their coffee though and will most likely still drink it even though i know every time i have a cup i'll want more...and more ...and more. great marketing scheme frankly. yes, i think so.
the terminal is wonderful. but theres no tims.
i'm glad i was a part of it, its been exciting.
much effin faboo love (but only for hannah)
hot lesbian love for erin (if shes still into that)
winnipeg love (its *special*) for mes amis de winnipeg
regular love for the rest of you's guys.

Monday, April 19, 2004

"i love getting up in the morning, i clap my hands and say...THIS is gonna be agreat day"
"We named the dog indiana"
"i do not regret the things i've done, but those i did not do"
"Oh, he's very popular Ed. The sportos, the motorheads, geeks, sluts, bloods, waistoids, dweebies, dickheads - they all adore him. They think he's a righteous dude."
"I quote John Lennon, "I don't believe in The Beatles, I just believe in me." Good point there. After all, he was the walrus. I could be the walrus and I'd still have to bum rides off of people."
"Littering and.. Littering and.. smokin the reefer! we're gonna make you boys smoke this whole bag right now!"
"I love the smell of commerce in the morning"

love you more BYE

Sunday, April 18, 2004

things to talk about: 'dish-water blonde', slim-fast, cooking for myself.
1. the blonde thing: what an awful awful term for a 'dirty blonde' which is even an awful term on its own. but if theres one thing that is gross its dishwater, with all the floaties and old bread crumb scum. this brings up the topic of my shaving my head in a few short months. I'M SO FREAKING NERVOUS. i realize its for a good cause, and i beleive that my being nervous is quite selfish but my hair is after all a part of me and i dont have many parts left to lose. bah i'm such a girl.
2. slim-fast: not much to say about this other then it tastes like pink chalk, i say this because when i was in elementary school i used to wash the chalk board brushes and the brushes from the coloured board (vs the just white board) smelled differently. and it was that specific smell that i was reminded of when i took a sip of that foul foul drink they call meal-replacment. i didnt realize school supplies were a food group.
3. cooking for myself: it has brought me a new appetite. there are no rules of what goes with what, but rather what am i craving now and what am i for example i had a salad and triscuits with melted cheese for dinner and an orange with a glass of apple juice for breakfast. i can live very cheaply on this lifestyle, what ever i buy i eat. if i buy cheap i eat cheap. always go shopping when you're full and always go shopping when you're almost broke. its easier that way. fill up with gas first then go for groceries.
life is simple.
i'll have no hair soon.
i'll cram my report into 2 days.
i'll sleep ok tonight.

Thursday, April 15, 2004

i work at the airport, in a little trailer, in a little room, all by my little self. the thing is my office is right next to the mens washroom. this means 2 things:
1. i get to hear construction workers do their business all day
2. i get to hear these same guys blow their noses all day
funny, its the second one that bothers me most.
if you are like me, you like to blow your nose in private, you know in the bathroom so you can check to make sure you got everything before returning to public, these guys do the same. but the thing that bothers me most is the way they do it. there are several ways one can go about this:
1. the sneeze technique. kinda like an "uh....uhhh.....UHH.....CHOO" except when blowing ones nose its like "honk...hooonk.....HOOOOONKKK.......SPLASHTH" when that sucker finally gets out. this is one of the worst because i can hear it hit the kleenex. ugh.
2. the in and out. sounds like "sniff....snoof....sniff...snoof" getting it in a bit, you know getting some leverage and then WHAM sneaking up on it and ending its short lived life in their sawdust filled shnozes. this one takes a little longer for reasons i havent thought of yet.
3. the whammy. sounds like "SPLAOOOSHHHHTHBBPPPPTTTT" and also it may be accompanied by Mr. Joe Tradesman hitting his head on the door because he used too much of his body and not enough of his head. it does the trick though, i would agree.
and last but not least.
4. the pick: we all know how this works, its a last resort. 1,2, and 3 didnt work, your head hurts, your eyes are puffy because theres a build up in the bridge of your nose that just wont budge, so you get in there, really in there.
this is my beef, there is nothing i can do about it.
alas i am done for today, i've just re-read my post for spelling etc and i'm distubed i didnt think i could conkoct (sp?) such a gross shpeel. oh well. enjoy.

Tuesday, April 13, 2004

a toast to my first post