Epic

<> says:
guess what...
<> says:
im making an epic trance song with my guitar just for you :P
~LUSHIOUS~ says:
Yes
~LUSHIOUS~ says:
I may just have to put out for that
<> says:
actually ill never remember how i played that
~LUSHIOUS~ says:
So I guess I don't have to put out?
<> says:
nah...your safe from the epic trance ballad
~LUSHIOUS~ says:
Oh well, I wanted to put out

Some People...

Some people are like slinkies, not really good for anything, but they still bring a smile to your face…………..when you push them down the stairs.

RIP

In light of the many tragedies I have recently seen and experienced, (I have to stop watching the news again, I did it for years and I kind of liked my oblivion), I have been wondering how one goes on when they lose a close loved one. The death of Anastacia De Souza on September 13th at Dawson College affected me although I didn't know her and was only in the vicinity at the time. Such an apparently talented, beautiful and good person snatched away so soon in life. I also have been wondering what I would do if I lost my bf. Having finally found someone who I have a great and fantastic relationship with, I find it difficult to imagine life without him. I was also recently recounting stories to co-workers of the days when I worked at 911, when tragedy was a daily thing I heard. They asked me what the worse calls I got were, and I automatically thought of one call where an elderly couple who had been married for years, probably around sixty, were affected. The wife found the husband in cardiac arrest. I tried to instruct her in CPR but it was most probably too late. What cut me to pieces was her crying incontrolably and saying, "Please don't leave me." How can you go on without someone after you've spent more of your life with them, than without them? Contemplating spending your life with someone knowing that at some point one of you will suffer the ultimate loss? Kind of terrifying...

Old Friend

Tuesday was a day for catching up with an old friend. I saw her new place and brought her some sewing things and she seemed really excited. Then we headed off to pick up magazines at the VICE Montreal office where we also got free cd's and dvd's. I was quite excited about the start of the day and enjoyed walking around in the cool fall but beautiful weather and hadn't been to the Plateau area in a while. I miss it, but apparently I am much happier where I live now and it was nice to confirm that.



Then we headed off to O'Reagan's Irish pub for some fish and chips as she is a Brit and said she is missing it big time. We stumbled upon the lovely Paul who is newly here from Cork and is the daytime bartender/waiter. He was interesting, cute & obviously intelligent and we laughed and exchanged banter with him for the better part of an hour. (As my friend JK works there, I mentioned him and then proceeded to do some investigations on Paul for her after we left…)

All in all, a lovely day. Nice to see old friends doing well, but sad to hear the way they view people you are still friends with and they have lost contact with.

Uh Oh!

God Bless

A co-worker sent me an email telling me he hoped God would bless me. I told Greg who replied, "Have you seen what's going on here f*cker? God already blessed me."

The Reason

I'm not a perfect person
There's many things I wish I didn't do
But I continue learning
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know

I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you

I'm sorry that I hurt you
It's something I must live with everyday
And all the pain I put you through
I wish that I could take it all away
And be the one who catches all your tears
Thats why i need you to hear

I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is You [x4]

I'm not a perfect person
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know

I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you

I've found a reason to show
A side of me you didn't know
A reason for all that I do
And the reason is you

BDays

It is the bf's bday this Wednesday and therefore the following conversation occurred:

<> says:
hey you wanna know what song was umber one the day i was born ??
<> says:
*number
<> says:
i think they knew i was coming
~LUSHIOUS~ says:
What?
~LUSHIOUS~ says:
And where do you find this info?
~LUSHIOUS~ says:
I want to know mine
<> says:
"prince charming" by adam & the ants
~LUSHIOUS~ says:
Lol
~LUSHIOUS~ says:
A bit arrogant, don't you think? Lol
<> says:
of course not...its a fact
<> says:
whats your b-day ?
~LUSHIOUS~ says:
June 22 1978
<> says:
John Travolta & Olivia Newton John - "You're The One That I Want"
<> says:
and number one album...your gonna like this one
<> says:
Original Soundtrack - "Saturday Night Fever"
~LUSHIOUS~ says:
Disco baby
~LUSHIOUS~ says:
Makes sense to me
<> says:
and in the US...your song was "shadow dancing" by andy gibb
~LUSHIOUS~ says:
Yup, more disco
<> says:
my song in UK was "prince charming"...and the US it was "endless love"
<> says:
you know you have the same bday as my little brother
<> may not reply because he or she appears to be offline.
<> is online.
~LUSHIOUS~ says:
Really?
<> says:
i think so...either him or Jay is born on the 22nd...i get those 2
mixed up...one of them is born on the 27th
<> says:
lol...this site calls the song on your 18th bday your "life theme song"
<> says:
so yours is "Tha Crossroads - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony"
~LUSHIOUS~ says:
Lol
~LUSHIOUS~ says:
And yours?
<> says:
"unpretty - TLC"...thats pretty harsh
~LUSHIOUS~ says:
Was a good song tho
<> says:
i went from "prince charming" to "unpretty"

Substance

My friend has a store on the corner of St-Marc & Ste-Catherine in Montreal that is called Substance. (He has an up to 69% sale on right now, lol) Another friend drove me by, so I could drop something off and when I returned to the car, he asked me, "If someone steals something from the store, is it substance abuse?"

Speaking of substance, is it wrong to be bothered by someone's habits, when you have your own? The whole pot vs. kettle dilemna.



And why do some people stress and make a big deal about things that have yet to happen and never have and probably never will, but WHAT IF IT DOES?

One fat, bald white wigger guy I know tried to get me to go home and sleep with him on Saturday night. In front of a club which has a black doorman I said to him, "I really don't think so, and by the way, you're not black." The doorman thought it was hilarious.

And once again, I LOVE NYC! I met a lovely, amazing, cute, sweet (and of course, gay) DJ from NYC, Scott Thompson. We ended up hanging out quite a bit and laughing our heads off. Which brings me back to my eternal question, why do I love hanging out with my gay boys more than anyone else?!

Hair of the Dog

The 'hair of the dog' is part of a longer expression - 'the hair of
the dog that bit you'. This goes back to the old belief that the hair
of a dog that bites someone could be used as an antidote against the
bad effects of the bite. By extension, another drink or two after a
drinking binge would be the cure for a hangover.

WHY???

Why do energy drinks all have warnings to only drink one per day and never with alcohol? And why do all bars (at least in this city) flaut that warning? Is it medically unsafe or just "the man" trying to control every little detail about my life? (I also think there is something deeper going on with Rockstar as it is made in Las Vegas… I don't trust that…)

Overheard conversation: "I can't afford to be all fancy, if you're going to have an eating disorder, be anorexic. I can't afford for you to eat all my food and then purge in my toilet."

Why do extreme lispers or stutterers need cell phone? And those two names given to those conditions are just cruel to the people who suffer from them!

What is the deal with eyebrow dandruff? How is it even possible?

It's scary to think that people born in the 80's are now adults. Fully.

And today was old school video game day: Atari and Computvision. Bleep bleep bloop…

Dollar Store

The other day, the beau and I went to pick up a few things at the Dollar Store. I am kind of addicted to it, and it can be kind of entertaining.

Someone had placed a huge rubber rat among the cereal boxes. I laughed so hard!

He saw a kid who was annoyed his mother and the mother responded in true Verdun style. "If you don't stop running in front of the cart I am going to run you over." Then the kid was wearing a Frankenstein rubber mask, and said, "Look mommy, I look like Frankenstein," to which the mother replied, "If you don't stop it, you're going to look like hurt, that's what you're going to look like."

New Downtown Airport

MONTREAL (CP) - One of Montreal's major thoroughfares was turned into an impromptu runway Sunday afternoon when a small plane was force to land minutes from the downtown core.

A Cessna was spotted flying close to the ground as it crossed over the east side of Mount Royal, where hundreds of Montrealers traditionally gather on Sundays to play bongos or simply lounge on the grass.

The plane then lined up with Parc Avenue, one of the city's major north-south arteries, and promptly touched down in front of scores of baffled onlookers.

Though police had little advance warning and were unable to cordon off the street, the pilot managed to land the plane without incident.

The pilot and his passengers, a 49-year-old man and his 10-year-old son, were not injured, nor was anybody on the ground.

The father said the plane's lone engine cut out during an aerial tour of the city, and he commended the pilot's skills for giving the precarious situation a happy ending.

"The plane was very stable, even without the engine it was very stable," the man told all-news channel LCN. "Our pilot was a real professional, no panic, it was strict business."

Aside from a street sign that was clipped by one of the plane's wings, the landing caused no other damage.
Police suspect that mechanical failure or a fuel shortage forced the pilot to make the emergency landing.
Transport Canada is investigating.

Plus...

Plus I have a rockstar boyfriend who has a new guitar so obviously I win (see previous post)...

Girls

I have never really gotten along with many girls but sometimes I just meet one who is so cool that I really wish we could be friends. At lunch, sort of in shock over the events in Montreal this afternoon, our waitress just really was cool. She swore like I do, liked my shirt and was just generally a cool chick. I wish I could have said, Can we be friends? without being considered weird.

I still may go back and see if she wants to. Cool chicks are hard to find.

SO WHAT?!

Adrian got a promotion.

Terry has a new boyfriend.

Greg & JK found a dream apartment.

Well - SO WHAT! I have a disco watch, so therefore I obviously win. It's official.




PS Don't you hate it when you go into the bathroom and someone's caca is looking at you? Ugh...

Shooting

The world is definitively going to hell. There was a mass shooting at Dawson College in Montreal this afternoon. Heading downtown with the bf, got off the Metro at Atwater only to be screamed at GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT! And seeing SWAT teams and assault rifles, then blood and SWAT tanks. The world has turned surreal. Somehow I made it into work but the world is a different place. A scarier one.

Daddy E

When I was a kid, I used to think that my dad looked like Elvis. My parents had a live concert LP (I think anyway...) and I used to think my dad looked like that handsome man...

And PS he was not FAT Elvis in the picture!

Week End Roundup

And here is the week roundup of the things I got up to:

Monday started off the week with a bang, pretty much almost literally. After work on Sunday night I went to Parking and met up with some of the usuals at Parking. The place was a zoo! I guess since Monday was a holiday and there was a huge (apparently) superstar DJ in town… I went with the resident dj and the bf to a strip club instead. Hahahaha… The funniest part was telling the bf and dj that the guy dancing on stage was our friend's brother. They really didn't believe me, but it is true. I'd actually met this person after I'd seen him dance so I understood their reaction.

Went home late, half drunk & kinda messed. 6 am rolls around and my name is being called on the street. Loudly. Repeatedly. Uh oh…

My friend Goldy shows up and insanity and hilarity and general nonsense began. For EIGHTEEN hours straight. I was exhausted but happy at the end of the day. The sketchiest moment was when the roommate showed up after pretty much MONTHS of absense to our little holiday "party". Of course we were all looking a little rough at this point as we were on hour sixteen or so…

The bf got introduced to two of my best (and craziest) friends. He also got introduced to the world of Alan T and Paris is Burning. Good thing he is so chill and not much bothers him. Which makes him pretty much perfect for me. Absolutely.

Why are so many Greek men named either Peter or George? Like honestly if ANYONE has any theories or any irrefutable proof as to why, then please please please enlighten me.

Tuesday I pretty much took it easy after work and just read a book. There is nothing I like more than curling up on a chilly night in my comfy bed and reading a good book. I love the smell of a book. (Try it, trust me, it's DELICIOUS…)

Wednesday night I once again trekked out to the Waste Island to see the bf. (Yes he IS becoming quite the recurring character in my life. Something of which I am VERY happy about!) A fantastic night of not much sleep and then I ran to catch the train back from the WI and proceeded to sleep the ENTIRE day away… Much needed but also a bit of a sad moment as I kind of feel like I wasted an entire day, which I guess really I did, lol.

Thursday and I decided to take an educational and entertaining walk through The Point. This is a new trendy area but as I heard it called once, "The last english bastion on the island" but it was an uber poor area before. There is a lot of "character" still and not necessarily a place I'd walk at night. I got downtown, walked some Chinese people who were lost to the train station and then met up with, you guessed it, the bf. Went to our favorite Irish watering hole for some yummy food & drink "RAKATOW" and the night's entertainment actually even serenaded the RAKATOW… lol

Other insanity ensued but I decline to discuss it here.

Friday was another "day off" *wink wink* and we headed to Chinese buffet, where I ate too much and felt like sh*t. But it was yummy good and tasty.

Wandering through Old Montreal, the bf and I were victims of a Juste Pour Rire gag. That's right folks, you'll get to see us (mostly him) in all our retarded glory. Between that and watching Talladega Nights, The Ballad of Ricky Bobby, I laughed a lot about stupidities.

The week finished off with my favorite Friday night: drinking some Boris Cool & watching the twisted cartoons on Teletoon. I LOVE ROBOT CHICKEN. You MUST watch it!

Its Not A Tumor!

I currently have a huge red & black lump on my forehead. I had a tiny red mark when I woke up and since arriving at work it has developed into this monstrosity. It is now starting to ache and generally make life unpleasant. If I did not know better, I would blame it on getting hit in the head. But if that would have happened, I would have had this lump (Its a lump, a lump, a lump, it is on my head...) WAY before now.

I just hope it does not end up like the Kids in the Hall skit I remember from years ago, where it was a brain tumor that would pulse and trigger the person to think about an oompa lumpa band.

Maybe it is due to my close proximity to the stank pillow last night? Maybe it IS a tumor? Either way, maybe I am going to have to cut some bangs or wear headscares, a hat? There is no kind of make up that would adequately cover this up. But SOMETHING must be done!

Whats In A Name?

I find a lot of Francophone names completely absurd. For example, PAINCHAUD. "Hello there Mr. HOTBREAD."

There is also BRISEBOIS - aka BROKENWOOD.

I mean honestly people, you weren't very inventive. (And before someone goes on about the origin of names, YES, I do realize that they were often connected to that person's metier…) But STILL...

CSR

As some of you might know, I work as a fabulous CSR, yes, that's me, a Customer Service Representative! *da da da dum* (Applause, gifts and the like may follow…) It's often a thankless job but until my plan to either a) become supreme ruler of the universe or b) become independantly wealthy or c) marry rich comes to pass, then this is how I pay the bills and keep off the streets.

It is my RIGHT and DUTY I think to inform you of what annoys us CSR's when YOU, the PUBLIC call in. First, when I am giving the mandatory spiel at the beginning of the call, PLEASE do not rudely interrupt me. It sets a BAD precedent for the call and also is just plain RUDE. And when giving your personal information, please LISTEN and don't say things too QUICKLY. I am NOT a robot.

I also do understand that you don't like the RVI. I detest it too. How many calls are misdirected, it's frustrating and annoying. But it's NOT MY FAULT. So please again, don't yell at me. Again, setting a bad precedent.

Also, if there is something you didn't hear, or you are unhappy with what I am telling you, please SAY SOMETHING. (Just ask Mariah, lol) But don't just cease speaking. I am not a mind reader, I don't believe in ESP and I don't like people who pout.

Don't talk too close to the phone. I also hate those of you who sound like you are spitting. Please do not dial when I am speaking. If I ask you for your phone number, please say it out loud as the beeping of the numbers you are pushing DOES NOT COMPUTE!

And above all things, the way the company works is entirely up to the directors and management. I AM NOT DOING ANYTHING TO PISS YOU OFF.

Honestly, some of you should have IQ tests before getting services and I wish Darwin's Theory of Natural Selection was applicable to humans. Lol... There is nothing worse than an indignant, yet ignorant person.

Three good quotes from clients:

"You give me a good service, so I give you a good payment."

"The bill from your company is responsible for breaking up my marriage."

And lastly:

"I have thumbs as big as dollar bills and therefore have trouble dialing you."

Used To

There are so many people in my life who reappear once in a while who I used to consider friends. I used to not be able to imagine life without them. Now, when I speak to them or run into them, it is a bittersweet reunion.

Lately, possibly because of my increased sobriety, I have been feeling quite melancholy about such events. Friends passing through your life, some never to be seen again, only fondly remembered, whereas others seem to just grow away from you even though you still do the same things.

It brings to mind the ever present questions, what is wrong with me? Not that I think anything is, but it is sad to say goodbye.

Remembering

I had forgotten what it is like to have a person in your life with whom you just have an easy relationship. Where you never have to worry about being yourself, you can just be and you are not judged for it. I also had forgotten what it was like to have that person you want to run to, you want to take care of, that you miss like hell when they are not there, but it does not hurt you as you know they will be back. I forgot what it was like to fit so perfectly together with someone in so many ways.

I hope I never forget to appreciate the amazing person I have been blessed to have in my life. Every day I am more and more in awe of how lucky I am to be with him.