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|Monday, May 7th, 2007|
|Ho. Ly. Shit.
...from lauren's personal coming-of-age-anecdotes files
my sarcastic quip: "gee, i can't wait to work in an office for the rest of my life and wear power suits."
my father's terrifying response (a rough paraphrase): "well, you never know what you might end up enjoying."
my reaction? i refer you back to the subject heading. ho. ly. shit.
what if he's right? for the past twenty-two years of my life i have contented myself with a laid-back wardrobe of jeans, t-shirts and hoodies, with the attitude to match. more recently, the daily uniform has been infiltrated with (gasp) skirts, collared button-down shirts, and dresses. and, i like them. the dresses, anyway.
now, i'm the last one to want to reduce personalities and outlooks on life to ones' fashion choices and general self presentation. but there remains a certain correlation between growing up and building an appropriate working wardrobe. the great fear, then, is that along with accepting a professional turnout, i might accept (and even more terrifying enjoy) a office-work atmosphere. ugh. i'm working in an office now, but it is probably the most relaxed, informal, and even aesthetically-pleasing office i will ever work in. i can't see myself doing the office thing long-term just yet, though. in my mind, you see, long-term office work is still the primary cause of long-term losses-of-soul. i'm not so much interested in that.
as far as alternatives go, though, i can't seem to come up with anything that doesn't require a hefty dose of self-confidence, which i definitely lack. more specifically, i'd love to be a "freelance writer" (and yes, i know that "freelance" is no more than a sexy euphemism for "unemployed" or "on welfare", but i don't care) or even try something like working in radio. of course, the trick is to figure out a way to sell yourself without having any real experience or qualifications, and to be ballsy enough to seriously pursue it.
i guess the moral of the story for me is to fucking grow a pair. i can't very well get what i want without busting my ass, and failing a few times before i get it. that sucks. i hate failure. i do not deal well with it. this period in my life should be interesting, to say the least.
|Wednesday, April 18th, 2007|
hmm...perhaps i should provide an update, seeing as how everyone else seems to be doing so as well. i assure you that this entry has nothing to do with exam-study-evasion. nothing at all.
exams, you say? that's right. i have exactly three exams left of my undergraduate career. very exciting, no? the million-dollar question comes next, as we all know. "what are you going to do after you graduate?"
the answer is fairly vague. i have a job in montreal through the end of august (which, coincidentally, is when my student visa expires). if the fates smile upon me, i may be able to find some sort of employment ici a montreal for the following year. if not...back to minneapolis to regroup briefly. maybe save a little money by living with (gulp) my parents, although this is not the most attractive option. and then, who knows? grad school is not in the picture for me right now, as the thought of more classes, essays, and exams makes me die a little on the inside. working abroad is actually at the top of my list--i've thought about australia (in an ideal world, i would stumble across the $2000 needed for a plane ticket purely by chance, with minimal personal effort), or ireland (as i have many friends who will be in the british isles this coming fall). even france has presented itself as an option; i could be an au pair. parents are always in need of young desperate individuals to take care of their children. who cares if i lose more money than i make? who cares if the jobs i would get (bartender, fruit-picker, jillaroo) would provide little to no useful career experience?
essentially, it all boils down to me wanting to do something less-than-responsible with my life after university. i've been good 'til now. why can't i take a year or two to fuck up a bit?
|Monday, January 22nd, 2007|
1. What are your initials?
2. Name someone who shares your birthday.
john belushi and ernest borgnine
3. Where was your first kiss?
um....maybe at a party at jessica maddaus's house in high school?
4. For or against same sex marriage?
For. how else will i get to stay in canada?
5. The next place you want to visit.
6. Are you bisexual?
i think it all depends.
7. Do you believe in God?
8. How many U.S states have you been to?
something like 16...it's hard to keep track of those road trips.
9. How many of the U.S states have you lived in?
10. Have you ever lived outside the U.S?
montreal, quebec for the past 4 years
11. Name something you like physically about yourself.
i like being tall. and, i like my hair.
12. Something non-physical you like about yourself:
i can do old-man things, like talk about jazz and drink whiskey.
13. Whats your moms first name?
14. What is your dream car?
1967 cream-colored triumph convertible.
15. If you could go anywhere in the world where would you go?
um, maybe i'd do one of those village-to-village beachfront horseback treks in greece. yeah. that's it.
16. Have you ever had someone of the opposite sex sleep over?
17. You know a friend is being cheated on, do you tell them?
18. Do you download music?
19. How many illegal things have you done?
i live in quebec. nothing is illegal.
20. Where would you want to go on a first date?
21. Would you date the person who posted this before you?
carolyn? hell yeah! haha, not really, no.
22. Has anyone ever sang or played for you personally?
actually, yes! i have forced many a friend to play for me.
23. Ever been kissed under fireworks?
24. Do you like president Bush?
25. Have you ever bungee jumped?
sadly, no. i am afraid of dying.
26. Have you ever white water rafted?
yes! i have! on the St. Laurent! with a bunch of squealy management girls! and i forgot to bring a change of clothes afterwards! i was cold! then i met Lou and he gave me clothes!
27. Has anyone ten years older than you ever hit on you?
um, who else would hit on me?
28. If you could do one thing over again, what would it be?
i might have tried to go for an honours degree....but c'est la vie.
29. Have you met a real redneck?
hmmm....probably, i guess. horse people can get pretty rustic.
30. What is the craziest thing you have ever done at a party?
i, like carolyn, have also removed my shirt at parties from time to time. also, i've set things on fire. oh, and i once read Dylan Thomas aloud in a bathtub behind a shower curtain with Marina Weisz while people used the toilet. what a way to ring in the new year.
31. Have you ever met someone famous?
ooh! lucinda williams, chuck close, the smashing pumpkins....and i ran into Elvis Costello on Crescent in front of Boustan.
32. What is your current favorite song?
"birdhouse in your soul", they might be giants, and pretty much anything played at barfly.
33. What was the last movie you watched?
34. Are you happier now than you were this time last year?
35. Where was the last place you went besides your house?
36. Have you ever seriously vandalized someone elses property?
37. Have you ever hit someone of the opposite sex?
yes. i have thrown down with friends of the opposite sex multiple times. in a joking manner. however, when a man asked me to hit him last weekend, i declined. weird, non?
38. I don't see the appeal in ________.
39. What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?
40. What really turns you on?
a good voice, a sense of humour, or musical talent.
41. What do you usually order from Starbucks?
42. Say 3 totally random things about yourself.
-in my room in minneapolis there is a water bottle, full, covered in aluminium foil, that has been there for about 7 years.
-i know how to exterminate indian meal moths
-i know how to throw spears.
43. Who is your hero?
i dont' have a "hero" persay.
44. Something I wish I did more often.
went riding outside.
45. Do you have an ipod?
46. Has anyone ever said you looked like a celebrity?
yes, but i quite honestly can not remember who.
47. Your happiest memory.
hard to tell...perhaps the time i went riding bareback in the summer, right before sunset, and just laid on my horse's back and watched the sky. wow, does that sound corny or what? but it was a really great memory.
48. Do you have braces?
for six horrific years, yes. but the result is pretty aight.
49. Are you comfortable with your height?
very much so!
50. Someone you admire that isn't famous.
51. How tall are you?
5'9" or 5'10", depending on who you ask.
52. Do you speak any other language other than English?
something resembling french.
53. The one thing you couldn't live without other than food or water.
54. The coolest thing you saw today.
pictures of baby chimps and gibbons. awwwww, babies!
55. Have you ever ridden in a limo?
i think so....but it was for a funeral, so it wasn't that swank.
56. Has anyone you were close to passed away?
57. Do you watch MTV?
58. What's something that really annoys you?
people who think they are extra smart and extra the shit. really, guys, let's all get over it!
59. What are some things you really like?
music, horses, spending time with my friends, eating, beer, bluegrass at barfly.
60. What's the longest car trip you've ever taken?
shoot, probably when i went to Kentucky.
61. Can you dance?
in theory....how many drinks have i had?
62. Have you ever surfed?
63. Do you know how to pump gas?
64. Do you drive?
when i have a car, yes.
65. What's the latest you have ever stayed out?
66. Have you ever thought that you were honestly going to die?
67. Were you ever rushed by an ambulance into the emergency room?
well, i wasn't rushed. we went at a nice leisurely pace.
68. Have you ever been dared to do something you didn't want to do?
69. What's your favorite state to live in?
does quebec count as a state? cause i like it. otherwise, mn is our only contender.
|Thursday, November 9th, 2006|
|answers to nick's questions...
1. Why is everyone in Montreal so damn attractive? Genetics? Good fashion sense? Favorable lighting? I've seen this phenomenon in person as well as heard people bring it up independently -- I figure a cultural transplant such as yourself may be able to help crack the case.
-oh, see, this one is easy. The giant illuminated cross on top of Mount Royal actually acts as a kind of beacon for hot people. (interesting trivia side-note on the cross- it turns purple every time a pope dies. no joke. i have seen it.) Actually, there is an actual theory that in the first few waves of settlers here in canada, all of the attractive prostitutes decided to stay in Montreal. I have no idea whether this is true or not, but it sure would make sense. other thoughts, for the McGill community...its probably because most people spend all their time at the gym, and all their money on fancy clothes. Long story short, though, living in MTL is quite the humbling experience. i will never be as well-groomed/fashionable/gorgeous as these people, no matter how long i stay.
2. Having departed our fair city some years ago, what things about Minneapolis have you come to miss (if any)?
-al's breakfast. actually, i missed things a lot more when i first left...right now, though, i'm pretty much loving MTL. i miss my friends, and i do miss the lakes, trees, creek, etc. As much as I love the view of my neighbour's clotheslines and the fact that we deposit our trash on the front curb for pickup (where it is usually strewn around my doorstep instead of making its way into the garbage truck), i kind of miss cleanliness sometimes. Oh, and i miss midnight showings at the Uptown.
3. When you're out on the town, what's your typical drink of choice?
-depends on where I am. usually i choose Boreale Rousse (a red beer). it is actually my regular drink at Barfly, and Kim, the bartender, doesn't even have to ask. If i'm looking to spend a bit more money, or want a mixed drink, I'll go for sangria or a whisky sour.
4. If you could transport yourself to any time and place in history for one week, where and when would you go?
-so many to choose from....and it changes all the time. For now, though, i'm going to have to say i'd like to go on Bob Dylan's first electric tour in England. actually, let me get back to this one....i have to go to class now. ok, now that i'm back, i would like to add any time when riding horseback was the main mode of transportation, probably the american west, because it's purty.
5. How do you know Kristin Lay? I was intrigued to see that you were friends with her on Ye Olde Facebook as well.
-i have known Kristin Lay since preschool at Children's World. So, she wins the prize for being one of my oldest friends...i guess i've known her for 19 years now. that's kind of madness. you went to....armatage with her? lyndale?
|Sunday, November 5th, 2006|
has it really been over two months since my last post? i think so....
i wish i could say that something cataclysmic has happened in that span of time, to make me feel interesting. i'll just give a boring little rundown.
august-september: included 8 straight sundays at barfly. preeeeeeeeeetttttttyyyyyyyy awesome. school right now doesn't allow for such extravanances, but i still go when i can.
september: pretended that school wasn't actually happening. bought a sexy green dress, and wore it to a wedding on the fastest trip to MN ever (less than 48 hours, baby!)
october: realized that school actually was happening. took some midterms, wrote some papers, shat myself. Oh, and i wrote an article for the McGill Daily about the reopening of Cinema du Parc. you can find it if you google my name. seriously. it's pretty much excellent journalism. parents also came, and we drove up to the laurentians, which are gorgeous, and i want to live there.
november: panicking. about school and then, the impending lack of school
|Tuesday, August 22nd, 2006|
hi guys. it's been a while.
quick update: today i made a tofu (!!!!!!!) stirfry, which wasn't completely disgusting. success. The promise of cheap, non-salmonella carrying protein is just too much for this girl to pass us.
going to see snakes on a plane tonight. Hurray!
Today was Day 2 in my 14 Day Work Week, courtesy of McGill University Residences. Pam and I got really crazy about 3:00. Maybe it was a result of the constant sugar rush that Anne provided with her pie and cookies. who knows. i'm kind of scared for what i'll be like on, say, Day 12.
Last Sunday was Sunday Number Three in my Sunday Nights Before School Starts Bluegrass Barfly Extravaganza. And quite the extravaganza it was. Even though we all had to work in the morning, we all kept drinking til, what, 2? something like that? And my friends from the Impromptu Street/Moving Parties were there too, so that was pretty awesome.
|Sunday, July 30th, 2006|
To Sublettor # 1:
Hey, guy. Thanks for screwing my friends over. It's really nice how you signed a contract for three months and $1200, and then left one month later. Without notifice, without paying the remaining $834, without leaving the keys, and with leaving a mountain of dirty dishes. That's really classy. You must be either a) profoundly mean-spirited, b) profoundly inconsiderate, c) profoundly stupid, or d) all of the above.
To Sublettor # 2:
Salutations. Thanks for treating me like shit. I realize that I may not have always been the easiest person to deal with. I also realize that you may lack some of the crucial social skills needed for dealing with members of the opposite sex. This is all fine. You could have told me, in brief, what was going on. Or, rather, not going on. But hey, that's cool. I think i can figure out. But you may receive a call from me in the near future. Sometimes my curiosity/frustration gets the better of my Minnesota Nice.
"When you spit in the air, it hits you back in your face". Remember this. It might come in handy later on. Start looking for a towel now.
|Thursday, July 27th, 2006|
to whom it may concern in the apartment below me:
i know it's cool that you have a band and all, but seriously, it's midnight and you're still playing. it's really loud, and i have to sleep soon. for the love of god, don't make me go down there and bitch you out.
to whom it may concern at Hydro-Quebec:
I suggest you seriously rethink your policy of estimating people's electricity usage levels. You have billed me $220 for the past 6 weeks, two of which i was not even occupying my apartment. now i have to go into someone else's apartment to read the meter myself, and then call you. really, Hydro. that isn't my job. you should be able to take accurate readings. that's why i pay you. $200 each month, apparently. Get on that shit.
to the rat that has darted across my kitchen floor two times:
i have my eye on you. I set a trap. I have no problems with setting another. And i will not hesitate to use poison/a shotgun.
that is all.
|Monday, July 3rd, 2006|
|just call me starstruck.
so i did it. i saw my first real Montreal celebrity. I was walking out of Boustan with my two good friends, Nicole and Erin, when we were met head-on by a wall of 3-4 well-dressed men. One of the men was black haired and bespectacled....curious. The three of us stopped short, froze, really. As we tried close our dropped jaws and confirm our suspicions of who the man might be, he spoke. Indeed, the clipped British accent said it all. We were a mere 12 inches away from Mr. Elvis Costello. He and his posse continued their way up Crescent, as we stood paralyzed, then collapsed into a fit of incredulous, nonsensical blabber.
i always thought i'd be able to keep my cool in the event of a chance meeting with a major celebrity. boy was I wrong.
|Sunday, June 25th, 2006|
best. st-jean baptiste. ever.
this statement really goes for the whole weekend. it was fantastic. the weekend started out with an impromptu moving/street party on thursday night with my neighbours, who are moving out at the end of the week. i had been in my apartment, finished a bottle of wine, and was contemplating buying another in order to experiment with the alcoholic writer scene. as i walked out to go to a dep, there was the sweetest sight i've ever seen: half an apartment's worth of furniture, free chips, and free beer. so i ended up chilling with them, drinking until the movers came with the truck at 1:00 am (5 hours late!), and then spent 15 minutes loading boxes. I feel this beer for moving was a good trade-off.
friday i had off. wonderful all around, as i went jogging with susa, then later on made dinner with her, watched a movie and ate pie. upon coming home later that night, i was invited to a party that my neighbours (the ones i had helped move) were having. so naturally i took them up on their offer.
saturday=st. jean baptiste. went riding, then met up with susa and charlie to commence drinking at 3:30 pm, whilst watching world cup soccer. Long story short, i drank (although not straight through) until 3:30 am. sooooo drunk i was. i went to my neighbours' again (although they weren't there, their friends were still having a party). i also received quite the battle scar- when i was coming home, someone from the party upstairs was on the balcony, and yelled at me to come to the party. of course, i was all for it. i was so excited (and drunk) that i managed to gracefully trip my way over the curb, and then a bag of garbage, onto the sidewalk, skinning my knee in the process. And because i am such a lucky person, this was in plain view of the individual inviting me to the party, who happens to be a rather attractive young man from Calgary. le sigh. he gave me more beer, and then water later on in the evening. water served in a measuring cup, because all the other ones were dirty/being packed.
and then today i hoofed it out to the west island with a brave crew of us montrealers, to go to carter's parent's house and enjoy their pool and boat/dock on the St. Laurence River. It was quite the posh and relaxing experience.
now i have to take a shower adn sleep, cause work starts again tomorrow, and there is MUCH to be done! boo-urns!
|Tuesday, June 20th, 2006|
one more thing...remember my french neighbour who i had a crush on this winter? well, i had somewhat given up on him. guess who keeps talking to me online now? ha! you got it. oy vey. i feel like i should be in some 1950s movie called "too many boys!!", with a goofy-looking poster. that's all....
no real reason to update, except that 1) my summer class is over and 2) i have a bike now! yay! um...now it's time to start thinking about post-graduation life, as i promised mi madre i would do. oh dear god. i was thinking about it today, and at the top of the list i have 1)internship w/ This American Life (a severe longshot, i know) 2) editing internship somewhere 3) ????
it's so much fun having concrete plans for the future......HA!
|Saturday, June 17th, 2006|
|i can take a hint
so i think the whole summer fling thing is over. he doesn't call me, unless it's to call me back. i'm not quite sure what happened. things seemed to be all right last friday, aside from one small incident that perhaps was larger than i realized. but i called him this week to invite him out with some friends, and he was busy. ok, fair enough. i had to go over there today to pick up bills for milena, and the interaction was pretty distant. i mean, it seemed as though i could have been some random person who had just walked into the apartment, took some bills and copies of the New Yorker, and left. he looked at me to talk to me maybe twice, and even then....i don't know. small talk even seemed to be beyond him. so i think that for other than business stuff (which i do have to be in contact with him to take care of), i will stop trying. i'm smarter than i look. i can figure this shit out. if he calls me or wants to hang out, then we'll see. beyond that, though, i don't know. Current Mood: cynical
|Tuesday, June 13th, 2006|
|world cup madness
it's world cup time. now i've never been a huge fan of soccer. But i've always been a huge fan of getting swept up in other peoples' excitement for sporting events. so given the fact that everyone in my neighborhood seems to be rooting for Portugal or Brazil to the point of crowding the streets when either team wins, honking car horns obsessively, and waving flags/wearing jerseys, I think i'll get in on this action, too. i believe i will root for both teams. Brazil because the guy working at the 25-hour dep is a Brazil fan, and portugal because, well, i am living in the portuguese neighbourhood of Montreal. i'm totally going to a bar for the next game. i feel that good times will surely abound.
|Saturday, June 10th, 2006|
|j'en ai ras le bol!
Ok, montreal. Open letter.
you can stop raining. any day now. i love how it's nice out during the week, while we're all stuck inside offices. And then how it rains all weekend. And its been doing that since May. Really, it's awesome, but i am thinking we might need a little change. Just a suggestion.
and to the rest of you, hiya! i got really homesick today. i'm talking to my camp friend Brie right now online, and she is telling me all sorts of things that make me want to go home. Like, my horse at camp Lily has been made into a camper horse. This situation needs to be rectified. They're saying that she's such a good horse, they need her for campers if I'm not there to ride her. Guess why she's a good horse! because i know how to ride her! i stay out of her way!!! bah.
but you know, even though i'm homesick today, i'm pretty sure it has to do mostly with the weather. Some things are really good, such as cisco....awww....but i really don't want to bore you with details. i'm just enjoying hanging out w/ him this summer. 'nuff said.
but i'lll be back in MPLS from 5-17 July. Clear your calendars. i expect good times a-plenty. Current Mood: listless
|Monday, June 5th, 2006|
so i was walking down Mont-Royal tonight after my french class, and all of a sudden, i hear this guy belt out "tomber la chemise! tomber la chemise! tous les enfants!". i almost died of happiness. and then i almost started doing the dance, but i realized that it might not be the best thing to do solo at 11:00 pm on the street.
in other news, i need to rig up some sort of mosquito/fly/bug screen for my balcony door. I don't use the balcony, as i am sure that i would probably plummet to my death. i just keep the door open to let fresh air in, and i am currently letting all sorts of insects in as well. not an ideal situation. Any ideas?
|Saturday, June 3rd, 2006|
not much to update on...my very few readers are pretty well informed on my life without this blog business, which is interesting. one thing i will say is this, though. i can cross "landlord" off of the list of future career/occupations. or maybe i mean "apartment manager". one way or another, i'm expecting an ulcer any day now. this probably makes little to no sense, but seriously guys, the explanation would be astoundingly boring. so we'll skip it, eh?
oh, and it's raining again. why does it always rain on the weekends in this bloody city? goddammit! i was planning on going running this weekend! ha, there we go, that's a bit of news. i'm going to do what i always swore i was too good to do: excercise. i feel like i am turning into a lump of goo what with this office work and being too tired to do outdoorsy things in the evening. all gonna change, man. watch me go.......
......once it's nice outside, that is.
on a super fantastic note, though, i had a really good riding lesson today. i finally got cortez to go through a grid forward AND straight! three times in a row! god, it's about time. i was starting to think that i had no skill whatsoever. Current Mood: groggy
|Tuesday, May 23rd, 2006|
no one could be more surprised than i. Current Mood: tired
|Saturday, May 20th, 2006|
|pouring water on a drowning (wo)man
so it's been raining for the past 9 days, in one way or another. i hereby declare that i am sick of it. don't get me wrong. it was all fun and games at first. "ooh, look at how green the trees and grass are getting!" and other such statements came to mind when the rainy season started. It was a good excuse to stay inside and watch movies and Arrested Development on DVD (by the way, nicole smith, i'm officially addicted. i might need an intervention soon). But now it's gone too far. That's it, Montreal weather. Call off your dogs. it's fucking supposed to be summer!
|Thursday, May 11th, 2006|
oh, wait. there's another awesome thing about my apartment. the neighbours play guitar, bass, and banjo. banjo at weird times of day, like before 9 am. i have yet to meet them, but when i do, i'm sure they'll be, like, superheros or something.