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[Sep. 6th, 2005|10:58 pm] |
my classes are full of CLOWNS.
the guy in the apartment above us takes WHORES. regularily.
work was great today because we listened to Nas' ILLMATIC and then a smiths hits ablum.
on my break at school I went to urban outfitters with sam and bought a SHAG RUG. |
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[Aug. 26th, 2005|09:38 pm] |
what a raw deal. I got paid today but CIBC has frozen all purchase related transactions until I get a new bank card, which won't be until monday. apparently there is a fraud alert on my account, like someone else is trying to access my funds (yeah dude, it's sam. I told him to take my bank card so he could buy me some fucking pop from the corner store).
in other news MY TALIA IS COMING BACK IN LESS THAN ONE WEEK AND I AM SO EXCITED!
in other other news the kitchen smells like trash. BUT! on sunday I am seeing OF MONTREAL for the third time in less than one year. maybe kevin barnes will sing to me again! |
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[Aug. 22nd, 2005|03:13 pm] |
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I am on a nostalgia induced music listening spree. I've created an itunes playlist entitled "90s lady chode rock" try and guess what's on it. |
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[Aug. 16th, 2005|08:53 pm] |
the jamaican didn't come into work today, I'm worried! his son played coldplay. bring back marley!
my mother sent me a package containing my flute. let's form a folk jam band! I'M SERIOUS.
sam's bro is coming tomorrow. I have promised not to say "can I try your little hat on?", "should I grow some peyas?" or "want to wrap some tefilin?". |
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| I JUST THOUGHT OF ANOTHER ONE |
[Aug. 12th, 2005|01:47 pm] |
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this one was relayed to me by a coworker. fact: the quebecois, as a population, refer to cleaning products in spray bottles (like windex) as "push-push". on the weekend someone asked the Jamaican (who only speaks English) to go buy some push-push to which he replied "Lady! you're asking me to give you a push-push?! no way lady, I can't be giving you no push-push!" |
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[Aug. 12th, 2005|11:29 am] |
the need to log the statements made my one of my bosses had become necessary. for the sake of privacy (and a little racial zest), let's call him, The Jamaican. it's not that offensive. some things you need to know when reading these to yourself, he calls everyone "lady" and has a super thick accent.
"(slaps a rather large knife down on the counter in front of me) hey lady, cut yourself a mango!" at which point I do and tell him I don't like it "you don't like it? have a litchi".
after listening to the same Sade album for 4 hours, he comes up to the front are where I am stationed and says "who here is romantic?! why are we still listenin to this album! who likes this!" to which my coworker replied "your son put this one earlier this afternoon". then he went on a rant about his favourite musicians (bob marlet, ray charles, etc)
"I party every night! After work, I go out and party"
"(to a 20something male customer who shops at the store frequently) you have a girlfriend? when are you going to let me set you up? santa only comes in december but I'm here today!"
Jamaican: hey lady (to coworker), pass me a pen! (she passes him a pen with butterflies on it, he examines it, looks disgusted) "give me one of my pens!"
coworker: but that one's cute!
Jamaican: it's not cute, it's dirty (pronounced "dutty")
these may not have translated that well to the internet journal format, but you're welcome to please stop reading.
additionally, I just got paid for 6 days of work and somehow I have earned twice as much as I expected. this leads me to believe I am getting paid more per hour than I had imagined. I'm stoked for this weekend! |
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| IKO! |
[Aug. 6th, 2005|03:13 am] |
kate, my mum says she saw you working at opus. what was she buying?
tonight I saw a skunk on my way home from the wolf parade show. |
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| wallowing in self-pity |
[Aug. 2nd, 2005|03:42 pm] |
I'm really good at feeling bad for myself. if I was capable of being sympathetic as to others as much as I am to my self/own needs, I may be what is considered a "good person". but I'm not. instead, I will jump at the chance to act like a baby and whimper and writhe in pain when I am sick. right now I have pink eye and the flu and I can't quite decide which is making me most miserable. on my way to and from work I wept silently while listening to sufjan stevens because my life is so hard. you know, because I smell like BO because I accidentally put on sam's rilo kiley t-shirt instead of my own. because I lost the only earphones that ever fit in my ears. because I don't have money to buy tickets to shows right now. because our palm plant is dying. that kind of shit.*
anyway. here's a picture I made for you
*you know that's all me being facetious. |
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[Jul. 31st, 2005|06:33 pm] |
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I'm taking a class at concordia in september called WORLD MUSIC. I'm pretty pumped. with all the afrobeat we listen to at work I feel like I already have a leg up. look forward to updates where I'm bitching about studying for my throat singing quiz. |
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[Jul. 24th, 2005|04:40 am] |
(this requires all caps)
DOES ANYONE REMEMBER THE CLASSICAL KIDS SERIES?! I know I'm not the only one. it's approximately 4:40am and sam and I are overcome with the desire to listen to Vivaldi's Ring of Mystery.
also: I don't know if this exists out west (and that's not eastern canada supremacy, I just haven't left montreal in 7 months so I have no idea) but here there exists something called VIDEOSELF. it's like a giant jukebox where you stick in your videoself card (which they make you put 20 bones on, but whatever) and then you can rent movies from this monster. at any hour of the day. for $1 (for six hours - but there's one around the corner from us so we all win). we of course had to get a piece of this futuristic pie because you know at some point I'm going to get drunk and overcome with the urge to watch soul plane. you can also anonymously rent adult films. there's actually one entitled "Sex With Young Girls 3". but I missed the first two installments so what's the point?
right now I want to:
- eat tofutti cuties
- go to sleep
- stop having chapped lips
oh! downside to videoself is you wind up renting movies you probably would never see. that's why at 3 we rented phantom of the opera and I'm so overtired I could cry.
today we finally did a huge clean up of the apartment and now it looks less like a trash-strewn squat and more like a relatively fancy apartment.
yawnin',
emily. |
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| ONE LOVE/JAH |
[Jul. 22nd, 2005|03:53 pm] |
hi bros,
I managed to gain proper employment. I was so close to wading into the pool of telesales too! montrealais: I'm working at a fruiterie on mont-royal conviently located 2 minutes from my old apartment; inconviniently located 30 minutes from my new apartment! I'm kind of dreading busy days because I will undoubtably feel the wrath of the québecois, but hey. I realized today my French is 1000 times better than it was a year ago. mad self-props!
the downside is that one of the owners has a softspot for bob marley. it scares me because as I am ringing in mangoes and cherries, I find myself occaisionally swaying to the jah-loving beats.
sam has gone out, possibly to buy a skateboard. I have stayed home to nap and internet. I hope you buy one so I can live out my LORDS OF DOGTOWN fantasy.
and if you were interested, my wiggly tooth has gone back to being firmly inbedded in my gum. I'm relieved. |
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[Jul. 20th, 2005|03:10 am] |
you are a lucky man/woman if you never experienced the heat and humidity of montreal in july. the only way to describe it is being wrapped in clingwrap and then getting peed on. it's also impossible to sleep! I am so wired! and I am gassy but that is unrelated to the heat. sorry for sharing.
this summer I am seeing more movies in theatres than ever in my life, most likely to escape the heat. sam and I saw lords of dogtown at the dollar cinema and now I want to take up skateboarding. after coming home from the movie sam and I stole our neighbors "fruit scoots" and tried to do tricks in the alley. other heat induced mischief included wrapping a lamp post in rose-printed giftwrap and then tried to run a piece of tape across the street to foil drivers.
but it's not all g-rated! today I drank 8 beers at the bottom of mount royal park and don't remember the majority of the night. at some point I signed up for a blockbuster membership. end of late fees, bitches!
we're also getting really quebecois in that we drink pepsi when it gets hot, and we throw trash out the window into the alley. and I'm talking large items like old mops, not just banana peels and prophylactic wrappers.
sweatin',
emily. |
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[Jul. 17th, 2005|12:46 pm] |
lots of things happening. seeing bad movies (props to tim burton for making me feel like I was being sodomized throughout charlie and the chocolate factory), going to fun shows (final fantasy, hidden cameras), tie-dyeing (mark my words, it's on the up and up. victoria should be seeing tie-dye in about a year given the rate at which that town cathces up).
I think I start work on tuesday. sam might start working in a bakery for two weeks and this means we would never see each other. sad, really.
am looking forward to school starting. am not looking forward to mixing with people who aren't my friends. stuck up, I know! but if I could, I would never leave outremont or mile end.
ALSO!. have any of you ever a)lost any of your 12-year molars or b)had a wiggly adult tooth?
I have a wiggly tooth and I'm afraid it will fall out and then all my teeth will start falling out! it's basically my worst nightmare coming true.
I've been listening to a lot a david cross this weeked and feeling twinges of catholic guilt for laughing so hard at scareligious jokes. |
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[Jul. 14th, 2005|04:24 pm] |
OH YEAH. I shouldn't rant on the internet when it's late and I'm drunk. oh well. uh sorry to everyone who emailed/left comments/called me to ensure I wasn't talking about them. weird.
sam and I are tie-dyeing today because that's what the unemployed do. I will post results but I think mine is going to be really rad. |
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[Jul. 9th, 2005|01:53 am] |
SOME THINGS I WOULD LIKE TO ADDRESS:
contrary to what a certain ex-roomate of mine (not talia, so you do the math) is telling those close to me, neither sam or I have been arrested and we are not facing any criminal charges. these are vicious rumours and I would encourage people to stop talking about sam and myself.
actually, in light of other events a lot of people originating from the west coast are making me feel pretty nauseous right about now and I have lost 99% of my faith in humanity. shouts out to sam for keeping that 1% real.
disgusting, vile, drug-addled scum bags you (better, but probably don't) know who you are. please keep away.
oh and also yogi bera is obviously the funniest pitcher ever to play in the major league. |
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[Jul. 5th, 2005|05:09 pm] |
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what's with the quebecois and pepsi? |
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[Jun. 26th, 2005|01:14 pm] |
so. we are moving this week. within 5 days actually and I haven't really even considerd packing yet. I'm a little scared. we still haven't confirmed the mode of transporting our (mostly my) belongings to the new apartment. but these things will work out! yes!
considering I've only been living here for 10 months (+6 days), I have amassed an enormous collection of clothing and clutter all of which I will haphazardly toss into garbage bags and sort out once I'm moved.
sadly, I'm fairly sure we are losing our EASIEST! PHONENUMBER! EVER! in exchange for one that will probably include more than 3 didgits repeating in sequence.
in other adult contemporary news, after a long day of buying dishtowels and candles at ikea, sam and I were too tired/broke to go to the tussle show or kryzstof's birthday party and fell asleep watching a movie.
we saw xiu xiu earlier this week. I'm glad I saw them touring la foret, it gave me more appreciation for an album that I wasn't feeling so much and had nearly written off as self-indulgent. two dudes doing interprative dance was simultaneously the high and low points of the night. actually, it got worse when the shoeless dude on E snuck up on stage before the encore and hid behind the monitors until jamie stewart screamed at him.
but I digress.
my MOM! is going to be in montreal on july 6 I think. that's exciting. I haven't seen that broad in 6 months and won't be seeing her again for another 6 so we'll do lots of cold-chilling.
enough procrastination. I leave you with the roy of montreal:
OH! I completely forgot about st.jean baptiste day. in brief: went to green room then upstairs to the mile end cultural center and booty danced to dancehall mashed with 90s party anthems then made the mistake of crashing a party at the house of some theatre school students.
and by party I mean the crowd doubled in size when we (7 people) arrived. also by party I mean they were pumping the OC soundtrack and the unicorns like they were the freshest jams imaginable. I'm not trying to hate, but don't make me tell you how many years ago that is. embarassingly, I was really hosed and I think I was rude to the host/other party guests. HOWEVER! it wasn't completely undeserved as a)they were totally giving me and my friends the stink eye and b)their musical choices were downright insulting.
BYE! |
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| yesssssss! |
[Jun. 23rd, 2005|04:45 pm] |
I got fired today! this is such a huge relief!
xiu xiu tonight! |
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