I just spent the last 15 minutes reading our first few posts on here and remembering the days when our blog was just a wee cyber baby.
You're right Euan, we've lost the love. I don't know how you put me on the defensive so easily. Perhaps we need to get back to the roots of our friendship...love of each other's accents and alcohol. I say we set aside a night when you're not crazy busy and I'm actually at home and get ridiculously intoxicated online with funny drunken chatter and posting on our neglected drunkeness blog.
Anyways...less criticism and more love and goofyness. *turns goofyness dial up*
Oh by the way, my friend wants to go on your ghost tour, can I give you her email address and you can set something up with her? Would you mind? I promise she is lovely and friendly and not "deranged" such as I am.
Songs related to where love is:
Where Is love - Oliver Twist
Where's the love - Hanson. Eww. It's gross that I remembered that.
I still need to get back there to buy a kilt at some point.
Thursday, March 09, 2006
Peaved Again
You need to write more of your own material instead of criticizing mine. See, I give you a nice long post which took me awhile to type up while sucking up valuable work time, and you tell me I make no sense and put meaningless dribble on it. Quite unwelcoming for the fact that you bug me to post more.
I hope someone pulls the personal space ploy on you to make you feel awkward. Although knowing you you'd just start up a convo with them and turn the tables.
With your questions - well, it's simple really. I know all. And so does the internet.
With your criticism of me posting the song - I was relating to it and wanted to share it.
Marco/polo: A game you play in the swimming pool. One person closes their eyes and says marco and the other responds "polo" so that the first person can try and catch them with their eyes closed. If they suspect the person has jumped out of the pool they get to yell "fish out of the water" and win the game. Come on Euan, I thought you were like, smart and knowledgeable and stuff.
Stalker guy is weird. He said he's calling me this morning. I'm dreading the phone even more than usual. Yes, I gave him my work number. Yes, I am a retard.
In conclusion - stop repeating your lyrics and write something original.
Thank you.
That is all.
I hope someone pulls the personal space ploy on you to make you feel awkward. Although knowing you you'd just start up a convo with them and turn the tables.
With your questions - well, it's simple really. I know all. And so does the internet.
With your criticism of me posting the song - I was relating to it and wanted to share it.
Marco/polo: A game you play in the swimming pool. One person closes their eyes and says marco and the other responds "polo" so that the first person can try and catch them with their eyes closed. If they suspect the person has jumped out of the pool they get to yell "fish out of the water" and win the game. Come on Euan, I thought you were like, smart and knowledgeable and stuff.
Stalker guy is weird. He said he's calling me this morning. I'm dreading the phone even more than usual. Yes, I gave him my work number. Yes, I am a retard.
In conclusion - stop repeating your lyrics and write something original.
Thank you.
That is all.
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
You have questions...I have answers. And possibly more questions.
Thank you for taking the time to answer my questions.
You have now proven that stalker guy is not all that unique and therefore we are not meant to be together.
In response to your questions:
First - In the course of one of our conversations, I made reference to that scene in Dumb and Dumber and the quote of so long and thanks for all the fish. He got both references, and challenged me to find someone who knew both of those as he did, convinced that our senses of humour/personalities are so unique to each other that I couldn't find a guy who would get both of those things. And, I did. Problem solved: stalker guy and I are not meant to be together. Although I didn't need Jim Carrey or Douglas Adams to help me figure that out.
Second - Withnail and I
Third - surprise...surprise and fear...fear and surprise.... our two weapons are fear and surprise...and ruthless efficiency.... Our three weapons are fear, surprise, and ruthless efficiency...and an almost fanatical devotion to the Pope....
So the other day, I'm at the brand new Walmart by my house (massively huge...thank you for infiltrating my small town corporate America) and using one of those self checkout things. This is great because A) I like scanning things and B) I like pressing buttons. Seems win/win right?? Everything was going according to plan until a lady comes up to stand in line for my checkout. Now, not only did she stand behind me....she stood right at my elbow. I could feel my adrenaline starting to rise...my breathing became labored, my eye started twitching, and my head felt like it may pop off my shoulders. I may have looked like a hyperventalating down syndrome patient, but I didn't care. I kept looking at her as if to say "can I help you?" in an incentive to make her back off. She only gave an inquisitive look of "yes? what is it?" in return. Now come on...everybody else at Walmart has the social conscience to know that you stand at the beginning of the self checkout spot and wait in line till whatever one opens up. There is no standing next to the person as they are scanning their groceries and paying. In fact, it is much like a bank machine. When I go to pay for my groceries, I'm not going to punch in my PIN with you looking over my shoulder. Luckily she left for another free register before I had to do this. Had she not, I would have promplty turned to her and said "can you back up about...oh...five feet....you're invading my personal hoola hoop. thanks." In fact, it was already really hard not to.
Other random thoughts: it's funny how many people you see drinking Tim Horton's coffee on the way to work. Especially when roll up the rim to win is on.
Euan, if you ever visit Canada, you will quickly learn that Tim Horton's is like a cult and their coffee like kool aid. But it doesn't stop us from spending millions of dollars there. Good ol' Canada.
I have another internet date tonight. Thankfully he is not flying in from across the country like stalker boy, or claiming that my vagina is his property. He's only after my elbows...and really, who can blame him? He likes cars so I bought him a little hot wheels car as a joke. He'll probably be like "this kind of car sucks" and I'll say "maybe, but the colours are pretty" in typical girl fashion. I really liked his idea of meeting in the parking lot of the coffee shop we are really meeting at and playing marco/polo to find each other.
I heard you crying loud
All the way across town
You've been searching for that someone
And it's me out on the prowl
As you sit around feeling sorry for yourself
Don't get lonely now
And dry your whining eyes
I'm just roaming for the moment
Sleazin' my backyard so don't get so uptight
You've been thinking about ditching me
No time to search the world around
'Cause you know where I'll be found
When I come around
I heard it all before
So don't knock down my door
I'm a loser and a user
So I don't need no accuser
To try and slag me down because I know you're right
So go do what ya like
Make sure you do it wise
You may find out that your self doubt means nothing
Was ever there
You can't go forcing something when it's just not right
No time to search the world around
'Cause you know where I'll be found
When I come around
No time to search the world around
'Cause you know where I'll be found
When I come around
When I come around
When I come around
When I come around
Your turn.
You have now proven that stalker guy is not all that unique and therefore we are not meant to be together.
In response to your questions:
First - In the course of one of our conversations, I made reference to that scene in Dumb and Dumber and the quote of so long and thanks for all the fish. He got both references, and challenged me to find someone who knew both of those as he did, convinced that our senses of humour/personalities are so unique to each other that I couldn't find a guy who would get both of those things. And, I did. Problem solved: stalker guy and I are not meant to be together. Although I didn't need Jim Carrey or Douglas Adams to help me figure that out.
Second - Withnail and I
Third - surprise...surprise and fear...fear and surprise.... our two weapons are fear and surprise...and ruthless efficiency.... Our three weapons are fear, surprise, and ruthless efficiency...and an almost fanatical devotion to the Pope....
So the other day, I'm at the brand new Walmart by my house (massively huge...thank you for infiltrating my small town corporate America) and using one of those self checkout things. This is great because A) I like scanning things and B) I like pressing buttons. Seems win/win right?? Everything was going according to plan until a lady comes up to stand in line for my checkout. Now, not only did she stand behind me....she stood right at my elbow. I could feel my adrenaline starting to rise...my breathing became labored, my eye started twitching, and my head felt like it may pop off my shoulders. I may have looked like a hyperventalating down syndrome patient, but I didn't care. I kept looking at her as if to say "can I help you?" in an incentive to make her back off. She only gave an inquisitive look of "yes? what is it?" in return. Now come on...everybody else at Walmart has the social conscience to know that you stand at the beginning of the self checkout spot and wait in line till whatever one opens up. There is no standing next to the person as they are scanning their groceries and paying. In fact, it is much like a bank machine. When I go to pay for my groceries, I'm not going to punch in my PIN with you looking over my shoulder. Luckily she left for another free register before I had to do this. Had she not, I would have promplty turned to her and said "can you back up about...oh...five feet....you're invading my personal hoola hoop. thanks." In fact, it was already really hard not to.
Other random thoughts: it's funny how many people you see drinking Tim Horton's coffee on the way to work. Especially when roll up the rim to win is on.
Euan, if you ever visit Canada, you will quickly learn that Tim Horton's is like a cult and their coffee like kool aid. But it doesn't stop us from spending millions of dollars there. Good ol' Canada.I have another internet date tonight. Thankfully he is not flying in from across the country like stalker boy, or claiming that my vagina is his property. He's only after my elbows...and really, who can blame him? He likes cars so I bought him a little hot wheels car as a joke. He'll probably be like "this kind of car sucks" and I'll say "maybe, but the colours are pretty" in typical girl fashion. I really liked his idea of meeting in the parking lot of the coffee shop we are really meeting at and playing marco/polo to find each other.
I heard you crying loud
All the way across town
You've been searching for that someone
And it's me out on the prowl
As you sit around feeling sorry for yourself
Don't get lonely now
And dry your whining eyes
I'm just roaming for the moment
Sleazin' my backyard so don't get so uptight
You've been thinking about ditching me
No time to search the world around
'Cause you know where I'll be found
When I come around
I heard it all before
So don't knock down my door
I'm a loser and a user
So I don't need no accuser
To try and slag me down because I know you're right
So go do what ya like
Make sure you do it wise
You may find out that your self doubt means nothing
Was ever there
You can't go forcing something when it's just not right
No time to search the world around
'Cause you know where I'll be found
When I come around
No time to search the world around
'Cause you know where I'll be found
When I come around
When I come around
When I come around
When I come around
Your turn.
Friday, March 03, 2006
Fish and Monty Python
Questions for you:
Do you know the significance of this sentence: "So long and thanks for the fish"?
Also, what scene in Dumb and Dumber deals with probability of dating?
You must answer both questions correctly to qualify. It's really important that you get these right to. A) It would make me very happy and B) It would give me something to hold over someone's head. *rubs hands together wickedly*
I've been all into this meeting people from the internet lately thing. So far, no kidnappings or rapes...I'm 0 for 3! Woot! Almost 0-4...well, I hope it doesn't end up being 1-3...cause that would suck a lot...for me...I blame this website: www.plentyoffish.com It's addictive...
Last weekend I watched Monty Python's Quest For The Holy Grail again, and remembered all the genius that is Monty Python. I leave you with some of my favourite quotes:
Sir Galahad: Is there someone else up there we could talk to?
French Soldier: No, now go away before I taunt you a second time.
Sir Bedevere: And what makes you think she is a witch?
Peasant 3: Well, she turned me into a newt!!
Sir Bedevere: A newt sir?
Peasant 3: *awkward pause*...I got better....
Crowd: [shouts] Burn her anyway!
[the King gestures to the window]
King of Swamp Castle: One day, lad, all this will be yours.
Prince Herbert: What, the curtains?
King of Swamp Castle: No, not the curtains, lad, all that you can see stretched out over the valleys and the hills! That'll be your kingdom, lad.
Knight 1: We are now no longer the Knights who say Ni.
Knight 2: NI.
Other Knights: Shh...
Cleric: And the Lord spake, saying, "First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin. Then shalt thou count to three; no more, no less. Three shall be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, nor thou count thou two, excepting that thou then immediately proceed to three. Five is right out. Once the number three, being the third number, be reached, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thy foe, who, being naughty in My sight, shall snuff it.
Brother Maynard: Amen.
All: Amen.
King Arthur: Right. One... two... five.
Galahad: Three, sir.
King Arthur: Three.
King Arthur: Can we come up and have a look?
French Soldier: Of course not. You're English types.
King Arthur: What are you then?
French Soldier: I'm French. Why do you think I have this outrageous accent, you silly king?
Sir Galahad: What are you doing in England?
French Soldier: Mind your own business.
King of Swamp Castle: You only killed the bride's father, you know.
Sir Lancelot: Well, I didn't mean to.
King of Swamp Castle: Didn't mean to? You put your sword right through his head.
Sir Lancelot: Oh dear... is he all right?
Sir Bedevere: No, no. What else floats in water?
Peasant 1: Bread.
Peasant 2: Apples.
Peasant 3: Very small rocks.
Peasant 1: Cider.
Peasant 2: Gravy.
Peasant 3: Cherries.
Peasant 1: Mud.
Peasant 2: Churches.
Peasant 3: Lead! Lead!
King of Swamp Castle: Who are you?
Prince Herbert: I'm your son!
King of Swamp Castle: No, not you!
Sir Lancelot: I am Sir Launcelot, sir.
Prince Herbert: He's come to rescue me, father!
Sir Lancelot: Well, let's not jump to conclusions.
King of Swamp Castle: Did you kill all those guards?
Sir Lancelot: Um... oh, yes! Sorry.
King of Swamp Castle: They cost fifty pounds each!
Sir Lancelot: Well, the thing is, I thought your son was a lady.
King of Swamp Castle: Well, I can understand that.
King Arthur: Who are you who can summon fire without flint or tinder?
Tim: There are some who call me... Tim.
We apologise again for the fault in the subtitles. Those responsible for sacking the people who have just been sacked, have been sacked.
Narrator: Here they were reunited with Sir Galahad and Sir Bedevere, and there was much rejoicing *half hearted "yay" subtle waving of flag*...in the frozen land of Nador, they were forced to eat Robin's minstrels. And there was much rejoicing. *half heart "yay" sublte waving of flag*
As the dreaded beast lunged forward, escape for Arthur seemed impossible, when suddenly the animator suffered a fatal heart attack. *cuts to animator going "eek" and falling backwards off his chair and animation desk* The animation threat was no more. The film could continue... in live action.
Do you know the significance of this sentence: "So long and thanks for the fish"?
Also, what scene in Dumb and Dumber deals with probability of dating?
You must answer both questions correctly to qualify. It's really important that you get these right to. A) It would make me very happy and B) It would give me something to hold over someone's head. *rubs hands together wickedly*
I've been all into this meeting people from the internet lately thing. So far, no kidnappings or rapes...I'm 0 for 3! Woot! Almost 0-4...well, I hope it doesn't end up being 1-3...cause that would suck a lot...for me...I blame this website: www.plentyoffish.com It's addictive...
Last weekend I watched Monty Python's Quest For The Holy Grail again, and remembered all the genius that is Monty Python. I leave you with some of my favourite quotes:
Sir Galahad: Is there someone else up there we could talk to?
French Soldier: No, now go away before I taunt you a second time.
Sir Bedevere: And what makes you think she is a witch?
Peasant 3: Well, she turned me into a newt!!
Sir Bedevere: A newt sir?
Peasant 3: *awkward pause*...I got better....
Crowd: [shouts] Burn her anyway!
[the King gestures to the window]
King of Swamp Castle: One day, lad, all this will be yours.
Prince Herbert: What, the curtains?
King of Swamp Castle: No, not the curtains, lad, all that you can see stretched out over the valleys and the hills! That'll be your kingdom, lad.
Knight 1: We are now no longer the Knights who say Ni.
Knight 2: NI.
Other Knights: Shh...
Cleric: And the Lord spake, saying, "First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin. Then shalt thou count to three; no more, no less. Three shall be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, nor thou count thou two, excepting that thou then immediately proceed to three. Five is right out. Once the number three, being the third number, be reached, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thy foe, who, being naughty in My sight, shall snuff it.
Brother Maynard: Amen.
All: Amen.
King Arthur: Right. One... two... five.
Galahad: Three, sir.
King Arthur: Three.
King Arthur: Can we come up and have a look?
French Soldier: Of course not. You're English types.
King Arthur: What are you then?
French Soldier: I'm French. Why do you think I have this outrageous accent, you silly king?
Sir Galahad: What are you doing in England?
French Soldier: Mind your own business.
King of Swamp Castle: You only killed the bride's father, you know.
Sir Lancelot: Well, I didn't mean to.
King of Swamp Castle: Didn't mean to? You put your sword right through his head.
Sir Lancelot: Oh dear... is he all right?
Sir Bedevere: No, no. What else floats in water?
Peasant 1: Bread.
Peasant 2: Apples.
Peasant 3: Very small rocks.
Peasant 1: Cider.
Peasant 2: Gravy.
Peasant 3: Cherries.
Peasant 1: Mud.
Peasant 2: Churches.
Peasant 3: Lead! Lead!
King of Swamp Castle: Who are you?
Prince Herbert: I'm your son!
King of Swamp Castle: No, not you!
Sir Lancelot: I am Sir Launcelot, sir.
Prince Herbert: He's come to rescue me, father!
Sir Lancelot: Well, let's not jump to conclusions.
King of Swamp Castle: Did you kill all those guards?
Sir Lancelot: Um... oh, yes! Sorry.
King of Swamp Castle: They cost fifty pounds each!
Sir Lancelot: Well, the thing is, I thought your son was a lady.
King of Swamp Castle: Well, I can understand that.
King Arthur: Who are you who can summon fire without flint or tinder?
Tim: There are some who call me... Tim.
We apologise again for the fault in the subtitles. Those responsible for sacking the people who have just been sacked, have been sacked.
Narrator: Here they were reunited with Sir Galahad and Sir Bedevere, and there was much rejoicing *half hearted "yay" subtle waving of flag*...in the frozen land of Nador, they were forced to eat Robin's minstrels. And there was much rejoicing. *half heart "yay" sublte waving of flag*
As the dreaded beast lunged forward, escape for Arthur seemed impossible, when suddenly the animator suffered a fatal heart attack. *cuts to animator going "eek" and falling backwards off his chair and animation desk* The animation threat was no more. The film could continue... in live action.
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