TIME.

dancing until 6 am, in heels, and overall amazingness.

Dead tired. zzzz.

when it rains it pours

Another rainy day in toronto, another great excuse to still be in pajamas at 8 PM. Went to a friends for some drinks with the ladies, and had a nice visitor from NYC. Wore my awesome Michael Kors heels (and only got 2 blisters). Went to Social - i know. what? - and ran into a quadrillion people I knew from various odd scenarios. Some of those quadrillion people happened to be bartenders, which lead to me doing many tequila shots - all extremely unnecessary as I had not eaten dinner. Well, besides the edamame's that i made, and put into a ziplock bag and started eating at the bar. To the cleanup crew: i apologize for all the pods that you may find left around the bar.

Stumbled to various other bars on the ossington strip before coming back to my place for some unnecessary post 3AM drinking. Lesson for all: after having people over do not randomly drink glasses that look like water when thirsty and hungover. Guaranteed it will be gin or vodka. Guaranteed it will make you yak.

I don't date guys that LOL

When I was out for brunch with a few girlfriends, I mentioned in passing that all of the boys i was currently going on dates with all had iPhones. Weird right? I immediately thought it was another thing to add to my Seinfeld Syndrome list which is currently: poor grammar, bad at settlers of catan or other strategy board games, cannot name 4 hockey players, call me dude, phlegm-y voices.. you know the ones that sound like they should cough and most importantly (seriously)... GUYS WHO USE LOL.

Today, after having some recent boy issues with lack of communication / abundance of ignoring since one of said boys recently lost their iPhone, I realized how incredibly frustrating it is to try and have any sort of relationship (serious or not) with someone who is sans smartphone and is unwired. That prompted me to tweet

would it be shallow to only date boys with iphones? elitist? or just seinfeld syndrome?
http://twitter.com/unbrelievable/status/2761201656

This started a discussion between me and andyarobertson:

@unbrelievable clearly it's because you want dudes who know what's awesome.

@unbrelievable plus you need to date someone who's phone has the capacity for crazy long novelesque drunk texts. ie. iPhone people like us.

I remember I was seeing a guy a few years ago, and he didn't have a blackberry. I did, and I wrote him a message (not realizing that the 1/2 2/2 thing at the top meant PAGES for losers without bbs) and it ended up being 3 pages long (read: 3 tweets). He immediately thought me to be a stalker and stopped speaking to me. Months pass, said boy sees me at a Jason Collett show, starts texting me "nice white shirt" (WHO IS THE FUCKING STALKER NOW CREEPO) after I definitely no longer had his number in my phone. Then he proceeds to apologize, as he now has a blackberry and now understands that I wasn't crazy. Does it come down to the phone, or maybe it really is the person behind the phone? Who is self centered enough to think of someone as being a stalker from merely sending 3 text messages back to back? Making excuses if you aren't into someone is one thing (this guy proceeded to ask me on dates after he saw me in his new found blackberry life), but get over yourself.

Insert andyarobertson comment tweet...

@unbrelievable has dating technologically advanced to the point we now pick matches on texting compatibility???

I honestly think in this day and age it has a lot of importance, as much as I hate to admit it. Someone that takes a day or two to reply to text messages would drive someone like me absolutely insane, as I am consistently texting. It's when the lines are blurred between neediness/stalking/crazy/etc (all these terms that men tend to over use) versus well connected, and these lines are blurred by egos, where it becomes an issue and an interference.

You need to establish the ground rules before hand (ie. don't update facebook, twitter etc while ignoring my text messages or you will get SHIT ON AND YOUR HEAD EATEN), and you need to maintain expectations. I mean, obviously when you first start dating someone its exciting and you want to talk all the time, and after awhile it's totally cool to cool it down a bit.. but texting daily 24/7 then disappearing? you better have a good excuse, an even better apology, and a hell of a lot of wine.

Call me high maintenance, call me crazy, call me a stalker... but how about just calling me well connected.

highway to hell

So after my year long love affair with Eclipse Fitness (i will miss all the nice friendly people up at yonge and eglinton), I have sold my soul to the demon-i-will-junk-mail-and-flyer-the-shit-out-of-your-mailboxes-and-stores-and-city-streets-and-babies Extreme Fitness. I can't help it. I need to get skinny and look hot for my sisters wedding as I am probably the largest out of all the bridesmaids. The ugly duckling if you will. And no, I'm not saying I'm fat, they are just all that petite and I will be a heiffer next to them. Although I did snag a nice little photobooth pic of my abs after my run on Sunday. I'm pretty sure they one look like this because a) it was first thing in the morning and everyone knows you are skinniest in the morning. which is great for walks of shame. b) I hadn't eaten yet that day. c) I had just gone for a run where I was panting so much it was the equivalent of a million sit ups.

Work in progress, but I am now shifting focus from my abs to my thighs a bit more. And now that I'm a member of SUPER GYM I'm sure there is 238190238098 machines for each. Seriously, the place is a mall for fitness. It's 40,000 square feet (i think?), and not only is there a tanning bed in the womens change room (uhh way to promote melanoma but i will totally use it), there is a steam room AND a cold room. What is a cold room you may ask? It's where Breanna goes after her noon workout so she isn't disgusting and sweaty when she goes back to work. I'm sure the novelty will wear off, and I will never ever use it, but I was sold and I tossed in my soul for free.

LBD Little Black/Bridesmaids Dress

I may have solved my bridesmaids dress issue with Anthropologie having come to Toronto!
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thriller IRL.

I'm alive.

I'm debating back and forth between changing and updating my profile or leaving it circa 2005. It's kind of funny to see things such as I love "VERBS"? The one thing I had to change was my picture, as the picture I had was my Nicole Ritchie bobblehead phase and it was a little much.