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Smoke Gets in Your Eyes...

There's a haze of smoke covering the city right now. It's from forest fires in Northern Quebec, and the wind is carrying it all the way down to Quebec City. It's moving on to Trois Rivières, and will probably hit Montreal soon. The sky looks yellowish and weird, and the sun is all red. I kind of feel like I'm in some post-apocalyptic epic à la Stephen King. (The smoke does explain why my sinuses have been acting up all day, though.)


In Moff We Trust


Doctor Who has been so great this season. I haven't written much here, but I have been squeeing all over LJ since the beginning of April. I am loving what Steven Moffat has been doing, I love Matt Smith as Eleven, and Karen Gillan is adorable. But yesterday's episode? It surpassed everything, and if possible I am even more squeeful than ever. It makes me this happy:




I Think I Promised Pictures, Yes?


Our never-ending bathroom reno has actually been finished for a while (Mostly-- there's still a medicine cabinet to hang up). Here are the pictures I kept saying I would post.

Here it is Before:



And After:

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I'm still holding on to my LJ, but I thought I would try this DW thing, too. I had another account at [personal profile] heather_bruyere , but I have never used it, so ignore it until I get around to deleting it. I am [personal profile] syzygy_dw  here, since having "lj" at the end of my name would be silly. .
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IF YOU COMMENT ON THIS JOURNAL ENTRY, I SHALL...
1. Respond with something random about you.
2. Tell you which color you remind me of.
3. Tell you my first memory of you.
4. Tell you what animal you remind me of.
5. Ask you something I've always wondered about you.
6. Tell you my favorite thing about you.
7. Tell you my least favorite thing about you.
8. Challenge you to post this on your journal
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I just realized that I haven't posted on my LJ since August. Don't worry, I didn't die. I've just been incredibly busy! I still love you! However, I don't think I'm ever going to get around to writing a full entry about the last day of WorldCon. Sorry, I know you were all waiting on the edge of your seats. Here are the Cole's Notes:
  • I completely failed to learn how to make balloon animals. (Seriously, Paul Cornell said my dragon looked like the herpes virus);
  • I went to a bunch of panels and the closing ceremonies
  • The Dead Dog party was a lot of fun
  • I drank a very foul substance which turned out to be Austrian "rum"
  • My friend Capucine gave me beautiful henna tattoos:

Capucine did the other arm, too, but I can't find the picture. For those of you in the Montreal area,
her website is here. She does wonderful work.

In short: WorldCon was awesome, and I was very sad when it was over. My only complaints were that the panels were often badly scheduled, the dealer's room was rather sparse (and why didn't they have a comics distributor? There were about half a dozen comics artists on the guest list, including the guest of honour himself!) and the con could have used a dedicated media room for movie screenings and general slothfulness. But other than those tiny issues, it was a fantastic experience, and I'd love to do it again!

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Although I've been posting comments around the series of tubes, I haven't quite had the energy to write a full entry about the goings-on chez moi. In September, I started a second part-time job teaching English as a Second Language. Around the same time, I also started taking a French class. It's on Monday and Wednesday evenings from 6:30-9:30. Plus, I'm still working at the literacy organization. My schedule is so complicated that I have a whiteboard calendar on the fridge to keep track of it all.

Luckily, it's not all work. The weekend before last was Real Canadian Thanksgiving, and John and I went to [livejournal.com profile] katiki7 's brother's place for barbecued turkey and Wii. Last weekend John and I celebrated our seventh wedding anniversary. John bought me an iPod Touch for an anniversary/early Christmas present, and I've been having fun playing with it (ZOMG, there are apps for EVERYTHING). I got him some lovely lambswool sweaters, and he inherited my 3rd Gen iPod Nano. He has named it Mork (nano nano!), so I named mine Mindy. This weekend I'm going to a literacy volunteer conference in Montreal, and the weekend after that my best friend Marty is coming to visit. He's bringing a few friends, and we're going to the QC's only gay bar for Halloween lulz. There's going to be about 10 of us. Being the GQMFs that we are, we're all kicking it old school with original series Star Trek uniforms, complete with short skirts, kicky boots and 60's hair. I am trying to convince one of our friends to paint herself green and go as an Orion slave girl. (Pictures will be forthcoming.)

Somewhere in all that, I also managed to cut my hair short and turn 34. It's been busy, is what I'm saying!

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Who would win a snarkfest: Gregory House or Perry Cox?

Discuss.
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Today I washed our bedding, and our duvet was still damp when John went to bed. I've been using an old quilt and a blanket on the sofa bed in the living room this week while I recover from the surgery, and I offered him one of those. He said no, he didn't need a blanket or anything. I asked him a few times, and he told me no, the bedroom is too warm, he'll be fine, I should keep the blankets, etc.

Just a little while ago, I went in to our bedroom to get something, and John was curled up asleep... under his bathrobe.

I went and got him the quilt and tucked him in. I love my goofus.
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Things making me happy these days:

  • My husband, who is a newscaster on a certain Canadian public broadcasting radio station, recently managed to hide a Doctor Who reference in a story about wolves stealing calves from farms. "Farmers in the Abitibi have a Bad Wolf problem..." He waited until he was sure I would hear it. He's the best.
  • I bought this Muppet Show lunch box in Old Quebec. It's pretty much the awesomest thing ever. And yes, I take my lunch to work in it. All the other kids my co-workers are so jealous.
  • The weather here has been pretty fantastic, which has meant a lot of sitting around drinking sangria on the patio.
  • I go on two weeks' vacation as of Sunday. Even more sangria/patio action.
  • Strawberries. Mmmm.
Things making me not so happy these days:

  • I made the mistake of wearing a top with an empire waist to work today, and a customer said, "Oh, you have a bun in the oven!" My oven is currently bun-free. But thanks for making me feel bad about my weight, lady. I'm never wearing that shirt to work again.
  • I had a follow-up doctor's appointment for my ongoing sinus problem. I am having surgery on Sept 25th to correct my slightly deviated septum.
  • My mother wants to come up and visit this September for our birthday (She and I have birthdays two days apart). She plans to bring my dad with her. That'll be fun.
The good things outweigh the bad things, so I'm calling it a win.
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You know, given my reaction to last night's Doctor Who episode, you'd think that I would have had dreams about Daleks or David Tennant or something. (I would have been totally OK with the latter, oh yes.)

In fact, I did not have any sort of Who-related dream (dammit). I dreamed that I was roommates with a bunch of characters from How I Met Your Mother. And even though we both knew it was weird because we were roommates, I totally did it with Barney Stinson. And then, later, when I went to talk to him about it (I think I was going to ask him how we were going to break it to Ted or something, because we had broken the Bro Code), Barney was in bed with another woman.

Which would explain why I woke up really pissed off this morning.

Not that Dream Me thought that Barney and I had a future together or anything. But come on, the same day? Couldn't he have waited 24 Dream Hours before he hooked up with another woman?

Man whore.
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This morning, I finally had my allergy test. Guess what I'm allergic to? You'll never guess. I'm allergic to NOTHING. Nothing at all. At least, nothing they tested for, which was a lot. (Horses? They test for that?)

I don't get it. If I'm not allergic to anything, and I don't have sinusitis, then what the hell is causing the skull-crushing pain, the feeling that someone has punched me in the face, the pressure in my head and the constant congestion? WHAT THE HELL?

In other news, I had my hair re-reddened today. I decided to go with something more dramatic, now that I'm used to being a redhead. Last time it was Leeloo Dallas Multipass Orange (which faded to strawberry blonde), and today it's... Red. Like, Sangria-coloured. Like OMG!RED. I expect it will fade, but the hairdresser did say that it won't fade as much as last time. I like it, but it's still such a shock!



I really shouldn't be posting right now. My OMG!RED hair and I have got to study for a government French exam. I entered a job contest to have my name put in the running for any Government of Quebec public relations jobs that may come up. They need Anglophones, which is good news for me, but I still need to pass that exam. It's a two-hour multiple choice exam, followed by a two-hour essay, and it's TOMORROW, and I am so not as prepared as I want to be.

ETA: A picture of my hair, requested by the lovely [livejournal.com profile] laeb.

SO TRUE!

Jun. 6th, 2008 07:27 pm
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song chart memes
more graph humor and song chart memes

I wish I had made this. 
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1. Leave me a comment saying anything random, like your favorite lyric to your current favorite song. Or your favorite kind of sandwich. Something random. Whatever you like.
2. I respond by asking you five personal questions so I can get to know you better.
3. You will update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and offer to ask someone else in the post.
5. When others comment asking to be asked, you will ask them five questions.
Questions by the lovely [livejournal.com profile] laeb 


1. Pepsi or Coke? Smarties or M&Ms? 7up or Sprite? Xbox or PS2? Mac or PC? (yeah, counts as one for me)

I don't really drink fizzy drinks all that often, and when I do, it's this hippie organic ginger ale from Jardin Mobile. Smarties are better than M&Ms, but sometimes I like to mix M&Ms with Skittles, because then you get S&Ms. I do not own a video game platform, although the wii is looking pretty attractive. And I am a PC user who wishes she had bought a Mac.

2. What's your favourite painting (or who's your favourite painter if it's too difficult to choose a single painting) and why?


It's really hard to pick one painting, but I am fond of "Starry Night" by Van Gogh. I have a reproduction of it in my living room, and I had an iPod skin of it on my old Nano.

3. How long could you honestly spend without Internet access?


About a day, I think. After that I would start feeling a bit isolated. The internet is like my cell phone-- I never needed it until I had one. But now that I do, it's become sort of a lifeline. It's a communications tool, an information resource, a source of entertainment, a giant time suck, and a source of fun things like this:

song chart memes
more graph humor and song chart memes


4. What's your favourite reference book? And the one you use the most?


Do cookbooks count as reference books? Because I don't know what I would do without my copy of The Joy of Cooking. If cookbooks don't count, I think the Canadian Press Stylebook is the most useful thing around.

5. Will you go see Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull at the cinema?


Well, my husband went last week, and I opted to stay home with a friend to watch Doctor Who and drink beer. So I guess that's a no.
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Despite the fact that she was given to me by my brother for Christmas six years ago, Mojo is 100% devoted to my husband, and basically only tolerates me when he's not there. Or if I have food. At night, she will walk over me to snuggle with him. She is his cat, through and through, and has been since she was a wee kitten. I am very jealous of that.

Butterscotch is my cat. I've had her for almost 11 years, and she's usually somewhere in my general vicinity. (Right now, she's on the sofa behind me, absorbing solar rays.) She wants to keep an eye on me. She's not much of a cuddler, though, and never has been. Scotch is far too cool for cuddling. You will never find Scotch draped over me, or curled up on my feet. That's not her. But she'll usually hang out with me if I'm feeling down, and will even indulge me with a minute or two of cuddling if she senses I'm upset.

But last night, after I finally finished the worst day of the longest week ever, it wasn't my pal Scotch who came over to comfort me. It was Mo. She jumped in my lap and purred, and let me move her around so I was more comfy (usually, she bolts if I so much as breathe funny). She even permitted me to rub her belly, and didn't kick me once. She hung out with me when I took my bath (even though she's petrified of water). She even snuggled under the covers with me when I finally went to bed, and lulled me to sleep with her crazy loud purr. She stayed with me pretty much from the minute I got home.

You'd almost think Mo liked me, or something.

And where was my pal Scotch? She was nowhere to be seen.
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Chocolate covered jujubes are possibly the best candy in the known universe. Oh my god.

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