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[Oct. 22nd, 2008|03:35 am] |
this post is to say: COME TO MY ZINE FAIR!
Saturday October 25th at the Starlight from 12-6
Vendors all day, workshops:
1pm Super 8 Filming
2pm Book Binding
3pm Silk Screening
4pm Super 8 Filming Redux
8pm The Cursed Arrows and Kidstreet play, $5
It is going to be even more rad this year.
In other news:
Dan is in Vegas for a few days and I miss him.
We booked a trip to Jamaica for a week in January. Ya man!
We also booked a weird trip to stay in a time share on the shores of Lake Simcoe for a week in December, during which we will see Kenny ROgers play a Christmas show, and presumably get a little relaxing done.
Maseltoff! |
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| Yip I Yaddy I Yay I Yay |
[Aug. 27th, 2008|03:25 am] |
So, I got EGGED at work today. I was taking in the sandwich board around 1:30, and a car drove by and somebody threw an egg at me and drove off. I actually didn't notice until they had driven up the street. They hit the curb and only a tiny bit of egg got on my foot.
But why? Why egg poor little innocent me? Am I the establishment now? Am I some grown up the kids feel the urge too goof on? When did I switch from being egger to eggee?
Okay, I guess I was never and egger, but still. |
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| accomplishments |
[Aug. 20th, 2008|04:00 pm] |
In the words of a famous Agile Like This song, I am a cleaning machine!
I have everything crossed off my to do list for before Melissa comes except vacuuming, which I might just leave for the danner bananner. It feels good to have a clean apartment! We have a new coffee table (new to us, as Dan's dad built it in highschool wood shop) which makes the living room seem vast. I swept and mopped the kitchen, tidied the f out of the living room and spare room, changed the sheets on the spare room bed, did 4 loads of laundry including all my rugs and dish towels, and cleaned the bathroom. Phew!
In other news, yesterday I had my first shift at my new joe-job at the waterloo county antique warehouse. it's pretty easy, I just walk around and open display cases and put things up at the front for people. it's gonna be hard to not buy a lot of antiques at this job, but so far so good. it seems like the kind of job that might be fun to work hooted, so maybe after a few weeks I'll try that.
In other other news, I found my favourite jeans! I haven't seen these jeans since before we went to San Fransisco. When I got back, I was confused, because I had just done a huge cleaning job on my closet, and it's hard to lose things in a clean closet. So, I ripped apart my closet, destroying all the good cleaning work I had done, to no avail. I got in such a tizzy, all over jeans! I hate getting all worked up about such a dumb thing, but I get frantic when things go inexplicably missing- I attribute it to early onset dementia and get all teary. But lo and behold! My jeans mysteriously appeared two days ago on top of a pile of jeans that I had been through a dozen times! I'm not going to bother myself about where they came from, I'm just gonna wear them gratefully. I already spilled yesterday's bacon grease that Dan failed to dispose of on them. Welcome back "the Diva"s!
Also, I broke down and bought a mac book and life has significantly improved as a result. |
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| the tv won't turn on |
[Jun. 10th, 2008|01:13 am] |
I made jambalaya tonight. I think I must be a pretty good cook, because it look like I can make just about anything and it works out delicious! I used real good expensive andouille sausage, and bought special white pepper and it turned out exactly right! Sometimes I shrink from regional cuisine, because I don't think it'll turn out, but recently I've been proving myself wrong. Food is so interesting to me these days! I can't stop reading all these old Food & Drink mags my mom gave me. I might start making excessively elaborate dinners come next ANTM cycle. Or CNTM... when does that start???
Sadly, the speed and precision necessary to make a profession of my talent have been denied to me by the heavens above. Sela. Rather than lose a finger I shall pursue another line of work. |
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| saw leonard cohen on monday |
[Jun. 6th, 2008|02:52 pm] |
Such a meaningful experience. Had really good seats, cried a little, very satisfied. Leonard was pretty spry for a 75 year old, and performed for 3 hours!
This is waiting in line. I was a little sozzled from fancy wine at this point; a fine way to see Leonard Cohen, and possibly responsible for the tears. I don't care though! I love you Leonard Cohen, you are worth every salty splash. Sigh.
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| several things |
[May. 1st, 2008|03:43 am] |
just finished finally watching the movie "secretary". I found it to be very different from my experiences of being a secretary. maybe I should watch the film "waitress" and see how that compares. for a feminist, I certainly have worked a lot of stereotypically female jobs. next on my list: get knocked up!
anyway, I thought the film was pretty good. it gave me a deeper understanding of masochism. before I thought it was pretty dumb, but now I just think it's a little ridiculous.
I think I might start taking this hot yoga everyone in town is going ape shit for. it's everywhere! everyone is talking about it! can it possibly live up to the hype? watch this space to find out.
saturday I get to go see hamlet at stratford! this will be my first time to see a play in stratford, ontario. I have seen a play at the original stratford. I'm not much one for plays normally, but I really like hamlet. so angsty, so identifiable!
ellie might blog about my recent brush with arrogance, so I won't steal her thunder. but I'll say this, and it will seem sphinx-like... sometimes you need someone to say something really offensive to you to wake you up to how you've started thinking of yourself. |
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| Suggest a me |
[Apr. 15th, 2008|05:08 pm] |
I am in a library, surrounded by books, with no idea what to read. please suggest a book to keep me occupied, enthralled and educated.
GO! |
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| thank god somebody tagged me! |
[Mar. 10th, 2008|05:26 pm] |
I like how free form this meme is! I don't have to decide between chocolate and vanilla or some crap like that!
here are 6 random/quirky/interesting facts about copper_mrs
1.As a small child my career aspiration was to be a stand up comic. Or a stand up comic turned talk show host. I would practice my routines in the back yard complete with showy jumps into my kiddy pool. Eventually, adolescence robbed me of my senseless confidence, but recently I've been thinking maybe it wasn't such a bad idea.
2.I take extremely good care of my feet. This includes occasional proffesional pedicures, wearing extremely comfy footwear at all times, using a pumice stone every day, and the occasional exfoliating scrub. My mother has these crazy stank ass conde-nast feet, and as a child they terrified me. She claims they are a result of coming of age in the 50's and 60's and wearing tight skirts and high heels every day to her job teaching first graders. Anyway, my feet are big, but they are pretty perfect. Except for a small toe-hair problem.
3.I'm obsessed with photo-boothe pictures- which is not unusual... but I am obsessed with taking a solo portrait every year of my life, so when I'm an old lady I can make a flip book of myself gradually aging. I even have standard facial expressions for each of the 4 pics: smile, serious, half-smile and one with my glasses. I have been doing this since I was 18, so I have almost 11 years worth of me already aging, and it is some freaky-ass shit.
4.I assume everybody I know is aware that I had a brother, that I was very close to. I get kind of shocked when I realize the majority of people aren't aware of the fact that he took his own life 6 years ago after a not very long struggle with schizophrenia. This is the kind of thing that is hard to bring up casually, and certainly casts a shadow over an otherwise charmingly light list of quirky facts such as this. Anyway, I'm pretty comfortable talking about it. It was a tragic thing and all, but it's actually kind of made me a better person in a lot of ways, kinder and more understanding than before. I find it odd that something so central to my personality is unknown to the majority of my accquaintance.
5.As a child, I hated pickles. Now I love pickles. When I go to McDonalds, however, and order several cheeseburgers (as is my wont) I always remove the pickles from the burgers, almost as a superstition. I got so used to doing it as a child, it seems weird not too. Also, it gives me a chance to glance at the center of the burger to make sure it's not werid or raw or anything. Usually I am with Ellie and she eats these discarded pickles with relish.
6.I have over 40 first cousins spread over 3 continents! My mother was one of 7, born in England. My father was one of 13, born in Australia. My father's family were farm people, so they had a lot of children. I have 3 gay cousins, one cousin who went to clown college in France, one cousin who has a PHD and was adopted away from the family, one cousin who is a semi-professional jazz dancer, 2 cousins who are nurses, one cousin who has a serious gambling addiction and was shell shocked in Vietnam, 10 cousins who are over 50, and lots of cousins I don't even know the names of. It feels weird to have such a big extended family, and to know only a fraction of them. For instance, I have no cousins in Canada. If I ever went to Australia, I would have to remain celibate for fear of inbreeding.
Sorry to be so loquacious! I hereby tag: bugsybrown, flyingbuttress and jezebelmcpussy. |
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| Vag-related Spoilers! |
[Feb. 22nd, 2008|04:19 am] |
I am mostly posting because Meagan was whining about how no one on her friends list ever posts.
Ummm....
America's Next Top Model reached a new level of obscure diversity by having a model on who has been circumcised!
I've been making copious amounts of cat buttons. A crazy old lady could wear them ALL.
Tonight was reggae night at my bar. I love reggae, but it was just okay... a whole night of reggae can wear you down.
I have sent off the paper work to become a non-profit organization. Fuck! I wish I made a prophet(sic)at something in life!
"Exciting purchases" made yesterday at Zellers: a shoe rack, big rubbermade storage containers for a low low prices, brita filter, crochet hook. It's so sad, but my more organized shoe area is bringing me so very much enjoyment! Who knew this issue was waying so much on my mind? WHO AM I??
Are you happy Meagan? Hmmmmmmm? |
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| (no subject) |
[Dec. 18th, 2007|06:07 am] |
do you ever feel like you want to say something bad? Just because every once in a while you have to be horrible or the rest of the time when you keep your opinions to yourself you might explode?
so here it is, and lj pals, I hope those of you who know what I'm talking about know me well enought to know I mean this in the most body positive-and unrelated way possible, but...
dude, why aren't they talking about the face that jennifer love hewitt is just a dog to begin with???
anyway, sorry J. Love. |
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| just call me imoteph |
[Dec. 11th, 2007|03:54 am] |
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you know how you never hear a word, and then all of a sudden you hear it everywhere? well, in the past week I have been confronted with the name "IMOTEPH" from 2 vastly different sources. |
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| I'll take you where real animals are playing |
[Nov. 28th, 2007|02:13 am] |
Holy! Look at me! Posting!
I've been silently reading everyone's posts the whole time I haven't been posting... am I a creeper?
I'm also gonna be brave and not post any picture. does brave equal boring in this case? Maybe!
Reading! I am reading again, which is nice. I never lost the ability, just the inclination. Last night I stayed up until 6 am (which is sadly not unusual these days) and finished "The Yiddish Policeman's Union" by Michael Chabon. It was gr-eeee--aaaa---tttt! It managed to play into both my intense love of Jews and Alaska at the same time, whilst also being a hard boiled cop mystery, tale of redemption in personal life, and having a lot of information about chess.
I used to play chess a bit, but I really sucked. I had difficulty looking more than a move or two ahead.
Toronto! I had a weird day where all I did was wake up, go to Toronto (which took 3.25 hours!) eat tasty ravioli with some good friends, steal a pepper mill and come back. But I managed to get more READING! done on the bus! I am reading one of Dan's fave Vonnegut books, "Slapstick" which is good and sad and funny and weird. My sexy man sure has good taste in books. It sure would be awful to fall in love with some one who only read stuff like the Da Vinci Code. Burn, Dan!
Melissa! Melissa is coming back for 2 whole weeks, and I'm just so pleased. We are going to drink wine and watch movies, and make food and go out and shop and cuddle and party and get our hair done and everything!
I guess that is about it. I am also now really into Joe Fresh and baking. Come on over! I made an obscene amount of oatmeal chocolate chip cookies and I love you! |
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| Borscht Bitch |
[Jul. 12th, 2007|02:26 am] |
It's been 15 weeks since I posted, and even longer than that since I posted something meaty...
Got laid off, crashed car, went on EI, got new job, hated new job, got new car I can't drive until I learn standard, quit job. That's cars and jobs for you.
Dan and I have subscribed to an organic food co-op and it's out of control! Every week I get drowned in a mountain of Kale, Chard and Kolrabi which I have no clue how to cook! Anyone have any kale, chard or kolrabi recipes? Anyone even know what kolrabi is?
Even though it's a bit overwhelming, it's a good thing. I'm getting used to it, and eating more veggies is righteous. We got a load of beets this time around, so come on over and I'll make BORSCHT! Maybe fry up some kale on the side and get some crazy healthy bread fom the swiss bakery around the corner.
My papa came over and fixed my bike (with olive oil!) so now I can zip around like an urban bike courier to buy grainy breads and return library books.
I'm trying to make resolutions, and healthy choices. I need to walk/bike/swim more so that when our rash of concerts comes up in August I'll be in prime dancing shape for our new ironic britney spears inspired moves. Also, Dan gave me a digital camera for my 28th birthday, so I can take lots of hot shots at the show, or at least get someone else to.
But since I'm making resolutions, maybe I should stick to reasonable ones, like trying not to sleep in to 4 pm every day, and getting my essays done.
This is why I do not post. So blathery! |
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| Jorges de Felaco de Neige- the Cat with the Blackest Sack |
[Mar. 20th, 2007|01:03 am] |
Check out my hottie:
I got a terrifying email today about tainted cat food! Then I went on the internets and found out my cat ate one of the tainted brands! Special Kitty is poison! Apparantly it (and a load of other brands) have been causing kidney failure in cats and dogs... so check yourself lest you wreck your cats health, people!
My other cat died of kidney failure 2 years ago and it WAS SO SAD! He just got all lazy and had spasms and looked at you all sad eyed and all! Jesus! I'm never getting another pet, so I don't have to deal with the horror of death! In fact I also plan on cutting off all contact with humans for the same reason! J K!
Dan's Mom suggested we get a pet yesterday, and I was like, yeah, maybe... then she tried to pawn off some unwanted guinea pigs on us and I was like, no thanks! Fucking guinea pigs suck, man. Hamsters too. Too easily killed.
Anyway, our TV broke (read, I broke our TV) today, so I guess that's why I am posting. I have nothing more to say. Employment Insurance rocks. I'll have pictures of Belize to post if Dan ever bothers to upload them to my photobucket.
O! And America's Next Top Model is back! I like Jael and hate Renee. There. |
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| Bright Eyed and Bushy Crotched |
[Feb. 23rd, 2007|10:54 am] |
I'm inexplicably awake and feel like getting shit DONE! Oh where oh where was this resolve when I had a car with which to execute all these feverish dreams?
It's a sad state of affairs when your feverish dreams amount to a trip to Kinko's...
Anyway! I have giant posters to get printed, and goils nights in to be prepped for! Anyone have any good blender drink recipes they want to share? Any tips for how to get through consecutive episodes of Sex in the City without performing a spontaneous home hysterectomy?
If anyone has a car and wants to ferry me about my business, now would be the time to speak up. |
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| Fear and Loafing on Los Sofa |
[Feb. 8th, 2007|12:14 pm] |
Dudes! I just read a big article Dan's mom clipped for me from the Globe ages ago about how salt aka SODIUM is a killer! I eat so much salt! I love it! How can I give it up! I'm gonna have a crazy stroke!
To compensate, I just ate an entire 3 florets of broccoli raw with only the merest smattering of creamy cucumber dip. Note to self- learn how to make healthy no or low sodium dips.
Also- note to you! Listen to Agile Like This' hit song "Cat me if you Can" on CBC one's "Bandwidth" with Alan Neal doing a brief but coush-tarded interview with yours truly this coming saturday at 5:05 pm! Unless you live in Toronto in which case you gonna have stream this shit sucka!!!!!!!!! |
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| The State of the Caro |
[Feb. 5th, 2007|01:25 am] |
Well Agile Like This had a good show on Friday, and a house show to play in Ottawa next Saturday night, (I'm looking at you ex-min cahoot!) and a handful of prospective gigs in the near future.
Tomorrow I speak at a class and on a radio show with Amy, and we pick up the Zine and do a touch of distribution.
I have 2 posters to make.
I have a plea to enter, an insurance company to deal with, and a cheque coming.
I really need to get around to applying for that darn dole.
But today, all I did was wake up late, eat brunch with some hotties, come home and read a few bits out of the best american non-required reader, nap and have freaky dreams for 3 hours, snuggle with dan, make turkey sandwiches, hoot toots and drink hot chocolate and see pan's labyrinth on a double date with Ti-ti and K-Ron, and then come back here and snuggle Dan more. One of those relaxing days where you only do what you want. Mmmmmmm....
As far as I'm concerned, it's entirely too cold outside right now.
I broke the shit out of my last fashionable pair of glasses, so I have been forced to resolve to go to an optician this week. New look! Maybe I should get a dye job, too, just to completely revolutionize my appearance? Bangs? Some sort of outrageous facial piercing? Ha ha.
I feel like problems roll off my back more than they ever used to. It's funny. Maybe I'm just mellowing out. I used to be so spazzy and erratic and anguished, and now I'm just a chubby little buddah. I guess it's just part of getting older and getting my shit together and having a more stable environment in general. I feel bad when I see people who are all tortured over stuff, but then I sometimes think it's just a matter of time, that they probably need to be a bit tortured to come out on the other side with a thicker skin, or a greater tolerance for weakness, or a better understanding of themselves.
I'm being philosophic! Wacky! It must have been that Pan's labyrinth! It's convinced me that life is some big crazy allegory, and that I might just be an immortal princess. I hope I don't have any dreams about travelling underground tonight- nuts to you crazy dreams I've been having lately! |
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| Thoughtful Posts are for Flatulent Ghosts |
[Jan. 17th, 2007|11:53 am] |
So...
Whatever many posts fit on a page in livejournal... I don't know how many, but the last one visible on mine is when I announced my return to this here Independent Booking- and now! Now I am leaving it, mercifully!
This business of working 40 hours a week... now thismight sound spoiled, lazy, unrealistic, or some such, but- it's fucking garbage. I've done it twice in my life, and although the first stint- a year an an half full time at Chapters qualifies as the single darket period in my life, this past year has kind of blown in it's own, less demeaning, more lucrative way.
It's not that I'm not hard working, far from it! Any co-worker can attest that I'm a fucking whirlwind when the need arises, but the fact of the matter is that a 40 hour a week job, particularly one that requires you to work behind a desk, has a large and excruiating amount of filler in it. Some people are fine with this, but it agonizes me, I feel guilty for wanking for the large amounts of time necessary in this kind of employment- not that I mind wanking by any means, but it's wanking that must be disguised as actual work so as not to ruin the illusion that the 40 hour work week is necessary. and I suck at that. I'm clearly not working now, and I feel so conspicuous!
SO ANGSTY! I'm friggin' full of sunshine and buttercups that this thing has come to an end, but these last few days are really painful, and there is so very little to do, and absoloutely no motivation to find anything to do.
Anyway, as of this friday, I am free as a bird! Hello waking up whenever I please! Hello time to clean my mouldy apartment! Hello lunch dates and aquafit and bicycling EVERYWHERE!
Awesome. Just 21 hours till awesome, anyway! |
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| fuck! |
[Jan. 8th, 2007|03:19 pm] |
I just got fucking laid off! fuck! I'm fucked!
and he did it in the middle of a monday- what the fuck!?
I guess this might be a really very good thing, if I take a second to cool my shit and realize I can get unemployment and that plus jane bond would cover my bills and give me a mountain of free time to be a cultural maven in, but still.
meh. |
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| It's crazy here today and all I want to think about is pointilism |
[Jan. 4th, 2007|05:01 pm] |
Urgh. My belly hurts. Stressful day at the office- got yelled at for making excuses. Didn't take it personally, it was part of a yelling tirade, and I sort of stood up for someone, so it was kind of a positive experience in an odd way.
Also- in sort of unrelated news, I applied online for a city job today before all this shit even went down. Huh.
All I want to do is stay at home and experiment with silk screening and make many zine covers, show bills and zine presentation notes.
Bah! |
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