02 01 2010

A bit of change coming up in my life on this day. I move into a new apartment, much bigger and better than the shoebox I currently call home. Beyond my move, there is an even more important move happening on that day. He is finally moving to California.

After the many conversations, threats to my heart, etc etc, it is finally happening. I uncovered this after a drunken encounter with his good friend, in which said friend decided to be a total sleaze and try and put his hand up my skirt. This happens to me on a regular basis, where, for some reason when wearing dresses it seems to be interpreted as a call for hand up skirt. I'm wearing tights for christ's sake. Sleaze-bag. It was definitely unnecessary for me to email him after this encounter to tell him his friend is a dirtbag that I will never sleep with. This was after my work holiday party, and 239208 too many shots of whiskey, so who can blame me. However, what this did was open the flood gates of communication with him again. It was nice. We emailed back and forth all of Saturday night, and it was comforting to hear what was going on in his life at that time. Including the wee bit of news that he was finally moving. The timing couldn't be better.

Things with Crooked Star are going quite well, and this might finally be my chance to get over him finally and forever and be with someone else, without the worry of going back to him as always. It's a shame it takes someone leaving the country to forget about them, but it's also damn convenient. Never will I ever have that feeling in my heart, stomach, throat, toes, when you have the dreaded run in. Even worse, with someone else, a very pretty (yet bimbo-y) someone else.

What ever will I blog about once he is gone?

The wandering eye test

We all know it. You are in the middle of talking to your boyfriend, friend, husband, girlfriend.. then all of a sudden a girl wearing less clothing than you walks by. What once may have been staring you directly in the eyes has now been diverted to this subject of interruption. Somehow we have been brainwashed into thinking that this is completely acceptable, because it's just what guys do. Really? Is that really a valid excuse? It starts with a stare, then it leads to all other sorts of wandering. If a boy is with me, talking to me, in my presence, then he should be paying attention to me, not the random girl walking by.

He used to always do this to me. We would be talking and I would notice I have temporarily lost his eye contact and it is now directed towards whatever girl is walking by (half the time they weren't even THAT hot), and it would be for a very noticeable 2-3 seconds... staring. I just convinced myself not to be high maintenance and to just accept it. Sometimes I would even say "oh she's pretty eh?". WHAT WAS I THINKING? This is not okay. Maybe after years and years of dating, when you are finally trusting each other, but at the start? THIS IS NOT OKAY.

So let it be a lesson to you, boys, if you are on a date with me and your eyes are starring at someone else, you will not be getting a date number two.

Am I overreacting? Am I becoming a high maintenance b with an itch? Comment, thoughts! 

doppleganger or time travel?

Kid from Dexter

Andrew McCarthy of Pretty in Pink fame.

WHAT?

The Mo Matches the Drapes

The Movember Gala was Thursday night, and it is the only type of thing that could get me to go to the atrocity that is the "Guvernment" nightclub (they are so witty without that admired o).

I wore a blonde moustache, I creeped out the creeps. Fun times were had all around.

got something on your lip there..

me and my colleagues with the trashy classy canadian club ladies

 

me and my colleague, who is awesome.

This girl wants to paint me with a moustache. i still am unsure how i feel about that. she also won miss movember. but hadn't fundraised. i'm bitter.

FREDDAY. I had a crush on the taller guy on the right.. i should have went to the drake with you hot Freddie.

funny but boring.

bad ass.

I just noticed now he crossed off "GO Boatmen" and changed it to "MO Boatmen". I now think they are cool.

It says "Hot Chicks Free Average Girls $1.00".. it is funny when below average guys diss average girls. who are you?

I had to go on stage because I was nominated and ROBBED of the miss movember title. I don't know about you guys, but it was way louder, but the aussie hated me. He also introduced me as "curtain matches the drapes".. MOUSTACHE. MOUSTACHE. curtain and drapes are the same thing.

I was ok with these two winning. liked them.

MOTALLICA.

Amazing social experiment. That is all, there is no mo.

i feel like i just broke up

But instead of it being my boyfriend, it was with my city. I've met someone else, I don't love you anymore.

the arrival gate

Everyone has those moments, some more than others, where it hits you that you may not be as happily single as you thought. The arrival gate at the airport for me will continue to be one of those moments for me. I travel often, have become quite close with that gate, and every time I feel some sort of longing, sadness, when I walk through those doors only to be greeted by eyes that are looking for someone else. None of them are there for me. No one with flowers, no one to run over to me to tell me they missed me and are glad I am home. In normal day to day I feel fantastic, but there are always those moments that exist to remind you of what you might be missing.

about to get responsible

I try to never ever talk about work on here, as to not be made an example of and become yet another blogger who gets canned for, well, blogging.. but I can at least say this: I got a promotion. I feel completely honoured, humbled, and overall very excited to have this enormous opportunity this early in my career. It is truly amazing having the faith of upper management, and I will do anything and everything in my power not to let them down.