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Leaving for Toronto for the weekend this afternoon, mostly to spend money, get away, and see an old friend of ours from school.
I got a real fat paycheque yesterday, I expect about half of which can be spent frivolously upon vinyl toys and clothes, should I want. Exciting!
The Boy's parents are taking us, putting us up in a fancy hotel and taking us to dinner and stuff. A nice family-shopping getaway!

Other than that, not much news 'round here.
Lots of work, lots of money, Ethan Haas was Alpha Omega, and ducks are actually born of dead rabbits.
That's all!

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I am super lonely.
Had plans to see Eagle vs. Shark tonight, because I love Flight of the Conchords and it's supposed to be really funny, but my plans fell through and I'm not up to going to see it all alone.
The Boy's not home for another few hours, just in time for me to be ready for sleeping.
Isn't that silly?
I have been chastised in the past for being lonely even though I have a boyfriend, but that seems like an absurd argument, because sometimes he is not here and sometimes your friends are not available and that is allowed to be sad.
So I will use my pouty icon (I don't know your OTP, btw, but I do know that I HATE IT) and watch Cold Case Files.
Bill Kurtis knows how to cheer a girl up.
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Voldemort thinks he's so great.

You can't Avada Kedavra a Dalek.
But you can Exterminate a wizard.

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Am about to leave for Bayshore, because they now have a store there that sells tokidoki!
Apparently they sell purses and things, and I am way too excited to go and see what they've got. Not that I need to spend any more money, but yes, yes I do.

One doesn't make tribute to the spirits of the economy with savings accounts and interest, after all.
Or perhaps one does. Economy monks, maybe.
But I am not an economy monk.

Anyway, The Boy owes me some money for the Wii anyway, so think of it as being a free purse or something, right?
I hope they have pirata print. Or something good!

This post has no purpose.

Also: Harry Potter rocked the house.
Voldemort in a suit is for the sex.

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Feeling really...blank?
Now that I have posted my Dr. Who icon I really want to watch Dr. Who!
I super want the Season 1 & 2 boxed sets, the first of which is a TARDIS that unfolds and therefore is bigger on the inside than on the outside!
I thought that was just exceedingly clever.
But also...exceedingly expensive, I should think.

So we went out to see a sneak preview of Ratatouille, courtesy of Mercury and a generous and spontaneous Cedric! It was actually really fabulous, really really funny. I was very pleasantly surprised, and it is totally worth seeing. Then Jordan, Kristin, Tom, Andrea, Ryan, Suzanne, Leslie, Simon, Josh and I went downtown to the Royal Oak for some drinks and good times. And good times it was, except that I felt kind of icky and sick when I got home, but probably from too little to eat than from too much to drink.

Also I start back on days on Monday, as well as Tom and Rio! This is exciting news! Nights really aren't what they used to be, even with Jesse, Adam, and Louis, whom I will miss dearly. All the new people make it kind of seem like college? Kind of weird? I don't know, it's just not the same. Getting up at 5 will be hard, but worth it! Totally worth it!

We met Steph and Randall downtown last night on tvhe way to the bar, and I told her she had to Facebook me when they get Qees and vinyl toys in. You, Ama, have to make sure she does so! :P
Speaking of vinyl toys, whilst Tom and I were browsing the forums on a lazy Friday afternoon, I totally impulse bought Touma's Boo in pink with 'O' eyes which I thought was just adorable.
And my tokidoki stuff (pins and a necklace) will be arriving at work on Monday (with a ridiculous customs charge), so I am super excited about that as well. Also a hat and two shirts (but not on Monday)! Whew /tokidoki junkie.
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Picked up the new Patrick Wolf album today...kind of picky with my computer's CD player, but appears to be working now...I hope it is fabulous, but I have no doubt that it will be. Though...it's totally my CD burner. I think I can hear its death throes as I write this...poor thing.

Not too much new around old Ottawa this week. Went out last Friday with Jordan and some other guys (and girls) from work and beyond at the Royal Oak on Bank, fun times. Apparently Andrea and Darren are in a relationship now, according to Facebook, alright too.

Also got my ring back from the jewelers, all tiny and fixed and ridiculously shiny. It's a different colour than when I gave it in, that's how old and worn it was. I was really surprised, it looks fabulous and perfect and I am very excited to stage an excuse to wear it.

This summer the stores are full of adorable 50s housewife dresses, of which I already have two. I am totally going to get more, and after I get in my new tokidoki bag that will probably max out my ranks in Adorable. Also, going to get my cartilage at the top of my ear pierced sometime soon. Also exciting, because it's been a while. It occurs to me that wearing my headphones for a few weeks would be less than pleasant or convenient, but maybe my small ones will reach my computer.

Not much new at work, pretty much keeping my head down to keep working, taking a few scenes of animation here and there and helping Kyle out with anything he needs done in the meantime. Courtney comes back next week and will need her desk back...I'm not sure what I'll do after that, but until then (well, two days until then...) I will animate and get paid my lovely salary to do so.

Pretty much nothing else new, just laying low, updating our DnD wiki (which I got paid to do for a while during the time Kyle had nothing for me to do and had me hooked up to real internet at work), and playing DnD. Which is fabulous, as always.
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How terribly exciting!
Will be difficult to post about all the stuff I got for Christmas, like DvDs and money and all that good stuff, in light of a fantastically exciting yesterday.
Spent all day playing DnD with the boys (no need to gush about how great that was), then came home to receive my Christmas present from The Boy, which was a mysterious "can't move it up to the farm" but "very movable" gift of some sort.
It was a snake!
A pretty, shiny, orange and red baby cornsnake, complete with all the fixings to make him a little home in our bedroom. We have not named him yet, but I'm sure we'll come up with something good. He's a boy snake, so if anyone's got any superb ideas...
Anyway, the lady at the store said to let him bond with us first before introducing him to anyone else, so you kids will have to be content with pictures for a little while until he gets used to us!
He is our new friend.
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Feeling a lot better now, Christmas shopping's done, and am about an hour away from leaving to go out of town to spend Christmas with Josh's dad and co.
Looking forward to going, now that the time is here, and had a lovely day yesterday, first out for breakfast with my family, then over to the Batcave to spend all day watching Buffy and Angel with Ama. A sweet time was had by all (hopefully!) and now I'm feeling more festive.

Though, to be perfectly frank, I think I may be looking forward to the marathon DnD session on Wednesday more than Christmas itself. /geek

Have a lovely couple of days, boys and girls.
See you in a few.

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So these are the pre-holiday stresses all the "adults" always talk about?
I can't believe they're real.
This is the first holiday that hasn't really felt like Christmas.
Two things don't help:
A: There's no snow and it's like 10 degrees out there, and
B: I'm not going home to my parents' for Christmas.
That's probably contributing, for sure.
Everything's just been brutal, and my mum and I kind of got into it on the phone tonight, because I was upset, and I was taking it out on things related to her, and she just e-mailed me the nicest e-mail ever and now I'm all upset again and it's so ridiculous and I can't believe I'm not looking forward to Christmas.
This blows.
But at least my stressed mood is hilariously captured by a cartoon character, which of course makes me feel as ridiculous as he looks. Which is good.
Now back to cleaning up.
Shocking, I know.
stressed stressed
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It's been a long fucking week.
Not at work or anything really, although we did stay for a double shift on Thursday which made that day reeaaaallly long. Work has been okay, but just the past week or so has seemed like a lot longer than it actually has been.
I went into class the other day for lifedrawing with the other third years who are doing their independents, and it was really the strangest feeling.
It seemed like we hadn't seen them in so long, and that nothing had changed, like we were all still in second year. I'm sure they don't feel the same way, and I don't even think it has anything to do with them, or school, at all.
I just felt a lot older than I had before, like this week has aged me somehow. Maybe it's just the end of a tiring period, and I just seem some rest and some hot noodles and some cuddles.
My boy isn't home yet (picking up food? a movie?), but he will be soon, and we'll watch a movie and/or the finale of the Ultimate Fighter 4, and make some hot noodles (yum!), and then go to sleep nice and early.
Tomorrow is a super-exciting edition of DnD (in case any of you forgot I was a huge nerd), and I'm staying at Tom's place that night so we can stay up waaaay too long talking about it.
Ama, we apologise in advance.
We will try to keep the giggling after hours to a minimum.
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A good weekend.
A very good weekend.

Waiting for the boy to come home from Toronto, and the Weird Years premiere is on tonight (8:30, YTV!).
Spent all weekend with Tom and Ama, as of course Josh was out of town, had a fabulous time on Friday and a good couple of days following.
Spent four days straight with them (though mostly Tom on Saturday and most of Sunday), but I think part of the reason it didn't feel like that was going home for a few hours on Friday afternoon.
Ama hit the clubs with her friend when we went to the ball, and by all accounts had a blast, but alas, Tom and I managed to rope more girls between us than she did.
You can take that as you will.
Next time, sweetie.

Oh, ho, the boy is home.

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So, Halloween is right around the corner, and I finally got off my ass and pandered together a costume today.
Went down to the party shop with Tom and decided on an adorable blue bob wig and a set of cat ears and a tail, to pair with my corset-dress-fetishgear-thing and my garter and fishnets, topped off with a pair of heeled MaryJanes and a leather collar and a leash.
Catgirl it is, this year.
I should be a big hit at the party on Friday, and hopefully at work on Halloween with all the people who are so inclined to like anthropomorphized animals (of which there are many. I do work at an animation studio, of course).
Anyway, looking super forward to that, but tomorrow is D&D and I'm super excited about that too.
Tom and I have to go to the pet store after work one day this week and see if we can find me a nice leash. Chain would be preferrable, but if I have to go to leather then at least it'll match my collar.
Halloween is awesome because I can be led around on a leash all day and people will just think, "Well, you wouldn't want the cat to run away! Because, you know, she's dressed as a cat."
You can get away with all sorts of things on Halloween.
Come watch me get away with a whole slew of them.
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Bored. Lonely. Depressed.
Going to work.
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So Friday Tom and I planned to come to my place to watch The Shining, which Tom had never seen. That, of course, started off fairly well, as Josh began dinner. Then he sent us off to the LCBO with 40$, instructing us to spend it all.
And, naturally, mostly because Josh is never around when I'm drinking, we got totally and completely shitfaced.
Tom and I had only been that drunk once before, and he certainly drank more than he had at Adam's, which was the only other time I had drank that much.
So, not-Shining watching ensued, as well as various shenanigans and a few abortive attempts to play video games. Also the second rack on our outside towel rack was broken by Tom falling into it (the first one being broken by Casey a few years back). After he was having difficulty in the bathroom (trying to shut the door), I was thrust in by Josh, with a "For god's sake, HELP HIM in there" and locked in, and that is when he fell against the towel rack. He tried to fix it, wailing, but Josh informed him that it was to no avail, that it was broken for good.
Eventually we threw him into bed, and about 5 minutes later could hear him being sick in the outside bathroom. Josh got up to check on him and found him lying with his face against the toilet seat, so he just left him there and went to bed.
It was some good times.

The next morning Josh went to work and Tom and I decided we were too sick to go into work, so we just lay down, watched X-Files and ate food, and generally not cleaned the kitchen. Course, we got hell for it when Josh came home unexpectedly early, but it was done eventually, and really, isn't that what's important?
Anyway, I don't think there's a moral of the story here, except that Goldschlager is still better than tequila and getting that smashed more than a couple times a year makes bad things happen.
full full
The Decemberists - The Sporting Life
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Well, I'm kind of sick again.
This summer I have been sick more times (three?) than I've been in almost the last two years!
This time I'm sure it's the weather, having been crazy and hot/cold and whatnot, but my throat is a little sore and I reeaaaally hope that my infection doesn't come back because damn that would be a pain in the ass.
In other news, Animation Festival this week, half-drunken Monopoly last night, and lots of Venture Bros!
An excellent show and very very funny!
So I am feeling slightly ill and my neck is very sore (for some reason? I don't know) but I feel not too bad otherwise.
Woke up super late, was made a yummy breakfast by Tom.
And as we all know, breakfast (real breakfast involving bacon and eggs and having someone else make it for me) is on the list of my three favourite things.
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First week of Mercury come and gone, and the feeling of looking forward to going to work the next day is still a novel one.
Even in school, doing what I enjoyed doing, I never really looked forward to going to class.
I loathe loathe loathe homework in all its incarnations and so school has been a bit of a thorn in my side recently.
So having this whole work 7 - 3 and then go home thing is really doing it for me.
Of course, we don't have any actual work yet, we're still training, so I guess that will come, but nonetheless the thought of coming in on the weekend of my own accord is actually kind of fun sounding.
It can be frustrating because sometimes I feel like I'm not getting it, and of course Dan (our supervisor) makes these really obvious observations that make me feel like a first-year dumbass, because I totally didn't notice them or know enough to know how to fix them.
Ah well.
Point of the story: Total awesomeness.
I have never loved a job before.
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Vernian Process - Where are the Young Men?
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Won't blather on, because it's a long story and has all sorts of good points to talk about.
In short: Got a work placement at an animation studio in town as part of my third year in school.
Will get paid to learn and work there on a prime-time show for YTV.
Will see my work on TV.
Will get a foot in the door in a notoriously insular industry.
Will work with best friends.
Will ROCK.
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Well, boys and girls, it's over.
The summer, which was so anticipated, has finally come to a end.
And, true to form, it was, to a certain degree, the kind of summer which is immortalized in movie trailers for movies starring nubile youth and targeted to a generation of high-schoolers infatuated with the idea of rebellion, love, and hedonism.
Did some things I probably shouldn't have, but would undoubtedly do again if the opportunity presented itself, didn't do some other things I definitely should have done, but it's all over now and if I had to do it again, do I think I would do anything differently?
I don't think so.

And now this summer is indelibly etched into my skin in black ink and clockwork, forever immortalising a time in my life marked by pain, pleasure, hard work, and hard play.
Surely not something, as a whole, to forget.

And now begins another year, the final one at last.
What will this year be marked by?
I am going, to the best of my abilities, take on this year with levity, spirit, and good humour.
I will make a damn good film.
I will weave a tale of intrigue and mystery, of colour and light and shadow.
I will not lose faith.
I will not lose heart.
I will be a bastion of support to those I love.
I will be there for each and every one of you, and I will be there for myself.

Also we are all going to be a part of the Production Diary Blog that we are going to start, right?
That includes you, Thomas Cameron.
I'm keeping an eye on you.
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