tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84969942011-07-28T11:57:38.156-07:00Just a little bit of info for those who care about my life that was in Toronto and is now in San Francisco :)TFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14821437319637869786noreply@blogger.comBlogger3011100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8496994.post-1134106981397331742005-12-08T21:41:00.000-08:002006-04-10T21:51:48.510-07:00

I've written over 300 blogs on here. How can I part with this :(Ok...go read my new blog: http://talifornia.blogspot.comThis is me..in San Francisco..see? I really am here!Oh..and go check out this link: http://www.giant-leap.ca/

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Why am I PMSing now? Like moving isn't hard enough without being hormonal.Boo.http://talifornia.blogspot.com

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Ok..so I've started a new blog. Talifornia.blogspot.com.So I'm going to start posting mostly there now (although updating here once in a while just to keep it up).So change your links everyone. Let's make it happen!

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I'm here ladies and gents. I have arrived.I'm in California.Sitting at Tammy's and being EXTREMELY lazy.LAZY!I have to go ope na bank account so I really need to get off my ass and hope they will give me one. PRAY!Other than that..I have nothing to say right now except that I am safe and sound.talk soon!

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Ok, so I've been tagged. TAGGED! AACCCK!the lovely AB did this on his bog so now I am doing it on mine (and tagging my blogger friends as well, so read for your name at the end of this post tosee if you are it). Basically what you d is use Goggle to discover your needs. Go to"Google" type in "(your name) needs" and see what comes up.Here are mine:Tali needs support from as many people as

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I am having a horrible day. I was supposed to be out and having fun but being that the movers are coming tomorrow morning, I feel like I can't be out and doing anything. I'm so stressed. I am feeling more alone than I want to. I'm tired. I'm sad. I'm confused. I'm angry.I'm everything. This is just SO stressful.I really thought I was coming back to Toronto to see everyone, but think I've seen

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It's been an interesting few days. Ro and I started speaking again and today he asked me about JZ. Basically asking if I had...how can I put this politely.."spent the night" with him. He said that he would sooner know the truth then have me keep things from him because i worry they wil upset him. Difficult position for me. My answer will upset him, but I put honesty over anything else. And when

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Recently I found out a good friend of mine has had a career change. I'm exceptionally proud of her. So I would like to say here, HG, congratualtions on becoming Captain Jack Sparrow. I knew you could do it.Being that she was so bold and brave, I decided to evaluate my career, like her, and make a career change. I would like to let you all know that I am now James Bond.OH YES! According to the

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Ok..so I'm completely out of touch these days.I'm in my own space these days...worrying about this move...worrying about Ro...who now knows he must NEVER scare me like that again..worrying about seeing everyone I need to see before i leave.EEEK!I'll never get everything done. I admit it.I need to go home and pack for days. Straight.That's it.Ok...so.. I can't decide if I should start a whole NEW

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If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

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So it turns out Ro was in an accident.I can't remember the last time I've felt so shaken.I got a text from HG letting me know and everything went blurry.I was panicked.I just needed to know that he was ok.Fortunately his roomie was answering his text messages and was able to let me know that although he had a rough night, he is ok now.Thank god.That is all I have to say.I hated how that felt and

TFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14821437319637869786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8496994.post-1131978374414691702005-11-14T06:16:00.000-08:002005-11-14T06:26:14.426-08:00

Ok, so I'm sitting in NJ with minutes to spare, but I had to write an entry.I had a terrible dream last night.In the dream, Ro killed himself by jumping out of the plane. In the dream I didn't know until I read it on his blog and then a mutual friend of ours (yes you HG) called me and was like...he should be "passing right now".OMG!It was HORRIBLE.and morbid.Why did I dream that?It was AWFUl.Ugh.

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So I've gone and done it.Yep.I have.Ive booked a mover. EEEEEEEEK!I'm flipping out just a little.I'm gonna be living in FREAKIN CALIFORNIA!So I cant decided if I should change the address of this blog or just the name of it. Suggestions? What do you guys think?Anyone?I'm in Montreal now. Nothing much to report. I'm hanging out with the fam and off to NYC today. I'm hoping to see DW. It will be

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So here I am, in Montreal. I guess I have to say my goodbye's here....SO HARD!I had a little going away party last night (a mini-one) and when some of the people said goodbye I got all teary eyed. It is going to be SO much harder when I actually have tosay goodbye (November 26 is the big party).I'm going to cry like a baby.We all know it.WAAAH!Lots have been going on. Nothing I want to talk about

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My furniture posting is up on Craigslist.Take a look:http://toronto.craigslist.org/fur/109409864.html

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Ok..so today I really commit. I need to start getting stuff done ESPECIALLY with me going to Montreal for a week or so. YIKES!I talked to TS today and she and I really figured out what I need to do once I move. In her eyes it is easier than I think. She says I can fly out like the day before and start making all the arrangements once I get there. I need to setup a bank account. That is priority

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Went to see Chicken Little with AB tonight. It was good. IO love the animated movies. Especially when there are kids there. There is something charming and fun about hearing kids giggle through the silly parts. Makes it that much more fun.The off to see JP's brother play in his band.All in all, it was a pretty cool night.But being that I'm a mobid human being, my thoughts drifted as I sad on the

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I've spent my whole life trying to be a good person. Trying to treat people the way I want to be treated.Some days I think I fail miserably.I wonder if I hurt more than I make them feel good.It just feels never enough.It feels like I can never do enough.I feel like I disappoint the people I care about most. Either by my decisions or my actions.Sometimes I think the most generous thing I can do is

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I have this knack for saying the wrong thing.In fact today I was told I'm like an itch. Irritating.That's great.Fuckin' great.Why exactly do I bother?I have no idea.Right now. NO IDEA.I'm eiter just annoying as a whole or say all the wrong things.How did that happen?How did I become that person?*sigh* I'm going to crawl back under my rock right now.

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Ok...I'm FREAKING OUT.It has finally hit my like a tonne of bricks.I'm moving (providing I actually get the call) .OH MY GOD I'm MOVING!what am i doing?Is this a huge mistake?Am I crazy?I'm making huge changes!oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god.I can't do this.I have to do this.I have to start all over from scratch.This will be so hard.I can't pack. I hate packing.How do I do this?I need

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Swept awayby the wonder of it allso amazednever saw it comingleft me dazedand i don't know where to turnhere and nowseems i'm standingon the edgelooking downi can clearly see your facein the crowdmakes me feel i'm not aloneif i fallwill you catch meseems to mei'm exactly where i dreamti would beand the view from here issomething to seebut i need a hand to hold on toif i fallwill you catch me

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Do you ever have those morning when you wake up and things don't feel good? Something feels funny?I'm having that morning.I woke up feeling completely unsettled.I don't know what it is exactly. I can't put my finger on it.Something just feels off.I'm not feeling physically ill.Just...off.9 times out of 10, my noon I'm fine.but today. Ugh....big rock in the pit of my stomach. Like a big lead

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Roolllleeerrrrr coooaaasssttterrrrThat is what life is sometimes.This bizarre series of ups and downs with the occasional sick feeling in your stomach.wheeeeee barf wheeeeee barf wheeeeeee barfNo word from SF. No follow up. I'm kinda freaking out. Now I've given notice and am getting ready to make the move. Imagine they take back the offer? THAT WOULD BE HORRIBLE. This would be the barf part of

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So here is the news ladies and gentleman.I've been offered a position in San Francisco and I've accepted.I know. It's CRAZY!Looks like the move will take place in about a month.I'm feeling a whole series of emotions - excitement, fear, curiosity, sadness...everything under the sun. I've gone through it all the past couple of days. Making this decision has been no easy task. In fact, it is

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Today was a lovely day in the sunshine. Hung out with AB - went to walk around Riverdale Park (Ro, I think you will love the area. The houses are exactly what we've talked about. We will walk there when you are here - Cabbagetown). Then we went home to watch the Family Guy movie. It was pretty funny and spectacularly rude. Why is it so funny when cartoons swear? WHY?Then I came home and hung out

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I woke up today to sunlight bursting through my window. The loveliest thing I've ever seen. We've been starved for sun here. There isn't enough ot if and the skies actually look clear. CLEAR!I'm the happiest girl ever.The sunlight is bouncing off the discoball PK got for me and it creates pinpoints of light everywhere in my room. I love it.It makes me feel so good.It is supposed to be so nice out

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I want to see Saw II with AB today. Holy gross Batman. It had AB and I squirming in our seats. Which is no easy task because we are both so horror movie jaded.Tonight was my little surprise dinner for Cindy. I'll be so sad to see her go. I'll miss her terribly.I'm not feeling very talky tonight.I'm tired.I need a new pillow for more neck support.Being that I'm short on words, I've decided to

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Friday friday friday.Went to lunch with CZ and NL today which meant a trip to my former place of employment. My first time there since the layoff. It was WEIRD. WEIRD. WEIRD. A little unsettling and hard to answer everyone's questions about what I'm up to these days.Everyone: "what are you up to?"Me" Um...well..I sit around, think about Ro, watch bad TV, think about Ro, sent a CV or two, chat

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I know he reads this when he wakes up. And I'm usually sleeping at the time.So, GOOD MORNING!:)Just wanted to leave a message here just for you.

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I'm going to go to bed early tonight. Really early. I'm going to sign off and curl up in bed and watch a movie and skip all my usual TV watching. I just need to catch up and I'm so tired. I know I need to go crazy and just sleep until I can't anymore.I wrote a long blog earlier and deleted it. I realized the things I wanted to say most weren't for the blog but for the person I would have been

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I'm hoooommmmeeeee! WOOHOO!I've only been gone about 24 hour but it was enough to leave me feeling COMPLETELY exhausted and unsettled.I levt my apartment yesterday at 1:45pm and arriver bach here tonight (or early Thursday morning) at 12:40am. Of that 26 hours I spent about 14 hours at airports or on airplanes. That is insane. I feel like I smell of airplane. I hate that smell. Makes me ill.Ok...

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Today I head out to San Francisco for a night. Literally. A night.I have a job interview out there.I don't know why I'm feeling anxiety about it. I don't have a fear of flyig or anything. I'm just totally stressed about the whole thing. Perhaps it is all about the flying for 10 hours in 24 hours.I'm also exhausted. I feel like I can't get enough sleep these days, no matter how hard I try. I'm

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So it is official. I'm on unemployment. Woohoo. I have to drop off my R.O.E today and then hopefully I'll get benefits in the next 3 weeks.YIKES!I was hoping it wouldn't come to this point. But I guess it is better than nothing.D'oh. Job applying continues like mad.So, the past few days have been difficult. Due to two stubborn personalities, different time zones, emotions running high, and a lot

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I feel empty. I don't know what to do with myself right now.Soon I need to be functional. But right now. I can't.I'm out of bed and I don't want to be. But when I'm in bed my mind just runs over and over and over everything that happened.I don't even know where to put it. How to deal with it.I really don't.He got angry over something so innocent. So meaningless. And that was enough to make him

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I'm very very sad.That is all I can say.I can go into details. But I don't want to right now.I don't want to talk.I'm tired of talking.I'm tired of believing.I'm tired of trying.I'm tired of always doing the wrong thing.I'm tired of always being the wrong person.I'm tired of hurting people I care about.I'm tired of falling in love and believing that means something.I'm tired.I'm so tired.And I

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I'm tired. I didn't get to bet until 3:30am and here I am up at 8:35 unable to sleep. I'm hoping if I stay up for a little while, then I can crawl back between the sheets and pass out. I hope so. I'm tired!Great day of hanging with HG yesterday. We hit Chinatown (dim sum-my first time), Kensington Market (and bought green tea incense), Queen Street (I want every pair of shoes I saw) , and then

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Wow. I woke up to someone repeatedly punching me in the stomach. Over and over. And then stomping on my back. And then squeezing my head until I was ready for my eyes to pop out.ARGH!Stupid cramps and backpain and headache.I hate being a girl.How many years to I have until menopause?I think my headache is due to dehydration. I haven't been drinking enough water lately. I'm trying to start

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So, the delightful young MR took this picture when I was in Montreal (he's 5..I think..or 6...anyway..he is SO cute). So, this is how I look when I'm leaning in to kiss you? OH THE HORROR!

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Just got home from seeing Elizabeth town with CZ. Love hanging with CZ (were so bored in the movie we both kept randomly cracking up and infecting the other with giggles). I'll miss her so much. The movie was not impressive although I liked the sountrack. Very mellow folky kinda stuff. It was nice.I have nothing interesting to report. I'm deep into PMS-y right now. Getting all weepy at the drop

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So I have a job interview..YAY!In MARKHAM!WHERE THE HELL IS MARKHAM?Anyone out there know how I can get there by TTC because on the map it looks far.I'm scared! I never leave the city center...eeeeeeek!

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Mornings are difficult for me these days. I hate getting out of bed only to realize I really have no reason to get up and that everyone is at work. I spend a lot of time evaluating and reevaluating what I may or may not want to do with me life. Thinking about it all the time sometimes leaves me drained and feeling off.But some mornings, you wake up to something that reminds you how very lucky you

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The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it.- Oscar Wilde (1854-1900)The difference between 'involvement' and 'commitment' is like an eggs-and-ham breakfast: the chicken was 'involved' - the pig was 'committed'.- unknownHe who hesitates is a damned fool.- Mae West (1892-1980)Everybody has a right to be stupid,but some people abuse the privilege.- Stalin

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One of the things I fell in love with most when I moved into this apartment was the view. I am lucky enough to be facing east. So when I look out my window, I see trees. And now that it is fall, I see the leaves changing color and I love it. Don't get me wrong, I see buildings too. Buildings surrounded by yellow, red, green...all of it. I would love right now to be somewhere surrounded by

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Alright ladies and gents. So here it is. The engagement ring I will be buying for myself...because i love me. Only a mere $2600 US. Now, I just need to make a correction..when I said I was cheap..I meant COMPARITIVELY on the site. I didn't mean this particular ring was cheap. Oh no. It is pricey. 3 months rent. Which is why I long to buy it...but won't be doing it anytime soon. I'm not getting

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I love interesting quotes. Be them in the form of a lyric, poem, line from a book or speech. I find them fascinating. They are easy to appreciate because someone out there found a way to express something we can all feel in a way that reaches out. So here I will leave a few I love. All I ask is that you who read this blog leave me a few of your favorites as well! :)Here we go:And the day came

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I'm often glad that your head doesn't physically swell with the amounts of thoughts floating around up there. Thoughts buzzing about.I'm more and more careful about the way I write on this blog. Tonight I'm tired and PMS-y making me really moody. But, I don't want to open the door to the moodiness here because I would inevitably write an entire blog about things I'll regret saying in the

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I'm back in Toronto. Boooooooooooo.If not for the lovely AB coming to have a coffee with me and welcome me home, I would have sat on my couch and grumbled all evening. But yay for back to regular movie nights!! Wednesday night AB...get ready! The Big Card rolls again!It is always hard leaving Montreal to come to Toronto.This will be a boring blog today because I'm SO tired and because I'm tired

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Ok..the secret is out. I call dibs on AB, MG, JP, TS, and LM...to start.Take that Wiley:)

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I keep starting and deleting blog entries.The words arent flowing.It's this rain. It's been raining for 8 days. It has been grey and heavy for 8 days.I can't take it anymore.I miss the sun.

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Ok, so I have a series of random thoughts running around me head so I'm about to share them all. There is no connection, consistency, or...umm...ok..I can't think of anther c word for there. So here we go:1) I love seeing my fave bands from ages ago continue to release albums. Depeche Mode (love the new song) , Madonna (love the new song), Rick Astley (ok, the new album kinda sucks...but it's

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I have a secret. It is a secret only one person shares with me. No one else knows. It is a tiny little secret but one I'm delighted to have. One I'm thrilled to dream of. I can't say it outloud. It has no place outside of our bubble. Not now.It's funny how good a secret can make you feel. How special.It is so intimate and exciting.And talking about it with the one person who shares my secret

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For the record, I have to state tht I m not your typical girlie girl who has spent a lifetime dreaming of her white wedding. Not my thing. I expect that, if I get married, I would like a very simple non-religious ceremony followed by a huge party in my mom backyard (bar-b-que, beer, all the people I love, and lots of laughs). That is just my thing. It seems more natural.Now why has this come up?

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50 million little posts. I'm ANNOYING. :)This is what it is like being my friend.Lots of erratic disconnected thoughts.Welcome to my world.Evil laugh...bwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

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I love Madonna's new song.I love her. I can't lie.

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There is porn on TV after midnight as part of the movie channels. And I generally like porn, but I just saw the WORST porn scene ever. *shudder*Between that and the scary movie I'm watching, I may never sleep again.:(

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY LANA!Happy birthday to youHappy birthday to youHappy birthday dear LANAHappy birthday to you :)Have a fantastic birthday weekend pretty lady!!

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If the silence takes you then I hope it takes me toSo powerless I hold you nearCause you're the only song I want to hearA melody softly soaring through my atmosphere

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drink up baby downmmm are you in or are you outleave your things behind so let gojump inoh well whatcha waiting forit's alright cause there's beauty in the breakdownso let gojust get inoh it's so amazing hereit's alright cause there's beauty in the breakdownit gains the more it gives & it rises with the fall[so hand me that remote - can't you see that all that stuff's a sideshow] cause it's all

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Sometimes I think I need to start a completely anonymous blog so I can vent about things I can't vent about here for fear of offending anyone who reads this. Not that I have mean things to say, but sometimes I want to let it all out and out of respect for so many relationships and people, I choose not to.I'm not very good at letting to and saying what I feel. I'm so afraid to hurt feelings. I

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We all have little thigns that make us TOTALLY nerdy. Those secret little collections or crushes or, in this case, hidden CD's.Here is my thing.I love Rick Astley.There, I said it.I have every album he has ever done - or most of them - and know WAY more of the words than I like to admit.I love this voice. I love it I love it I love it.And as it turns out, he is releasing a new album of covers. Ok

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Ro wrote this on his blog:"I love Tali Fischer. True".I can't stop going back to his blog to read it over and over and over.And Over.And over.Because reading it makes me heart swell and my cheeks blush and makes me giggle with delight and affection..and total girlie girlishness.I'm melting.*sigh* I think I have a crush. A big big big big big crushI heart Ro.*sigh*

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Just ate some cheesecake and had a chat with mom. It was good to talk. It made me feel better. She is coming with me to the hospital tomorrow.Kids are sleeping in the basement with me. They won't let me be sad for one second. No one will. They take good care of me.

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I feel like i have a million and one thigns i would like to write about on this blog. It has been a long day and I found it really difficult. But I have the distinct impression (knowledge) that if I start writing about any of this I will, without a doubt, start to cry. And I can't do that right now. I can't do it because I am sitting in my mother's kitchen and no one here seems to realize how

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So much to say and so little motivation to type. It was a long day filled with some unsettling feelings.Let's just say that a certain little girl I know goes to a certain school where there was a certain lice outbreak so preventatively a certain household and everyone inside it had to go through lice treatments. Again, PREVENTATIVELY. But ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew. A certina blogger is feeling not

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Ok....I'm officially having some kind of nervous breakdown. Because I am sitting here in my pajamas SOBBING through the episode of Dawson's Creek when Joey tells Dawson she wants him to stay.OH MY GOD! I never even watched this show when it was on.I'm clearly WAY too sensitive for my own good. Someone, take away my TV remote. I clearly can't handle the responsibility.No..the sappy slow

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I woke up this morning with a headache. Ugh. Kills me. Madison ran down at 7:30 to say hi and I knew I was in trouble. I could feel the ache. I know it is a combination of not enough sleep and drinking enough water yesterday. But it is killing me.I have a breakfast date this morning with LS so until she calls, I'm going to nurse myself back to tip top shape.Tonight it is early to bed for me.

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Oh my god...Thanksgiving dinner. Soo full. SO FULL! I am ready to pass out. Does turkey really make you want to sleep? I want to write some brilliant blog entry but i can't forumlate words. I'm tired.I fell asleep at 2 am and then woke up at 3am to meet a certain charming Scot online and chat for a couple of hours. And after an intense and lovely convo I crawled into bed and finaly dozed at about

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I'm sleepy. Had a really nice day. Hung out with PK and JM this morning. They are such a lovely couple. They so obviously love eachother so much. I can't wait for their wedding next year. I think it will be so much fun. I love being around them. They personify hope and love and possibility.Then I was off to visit with Steph and the fam. Jeremy is so cute. He is geting so big. They are also a

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It is so cold. I don't understand how this happened. Just a couple of days ago it was warm and sunny and then I woke up this morning to 9 degrees (48 for you farenheiters, 282.15 kelvin, and 507.87 rankine - I have no idea what that is but I wanted to make sure everyone was as informed as possible). Brrrrr. I didn't bring my winter backet to Montreal with me. I'm living in my wool poncho which I

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Day 2(ish) in Montreal. Woke up early..hung out with Madison (who in her half-asleep state told me she hates me and then we proceeded to giggle about it so much we couldn't go back to sleep if we wanted to. Then a delightful brunch with CM (mmm Cafe Orange..how I missed my cheap greasy breakfasts....yummy) and then I got to chat with Ro (yay! It was so nice to talk again, I missed him) and hang

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Just home from seeing "Lord of War" the new Nicholas Cage movie. Holy intense! All about gun running and war and death. Not nice i tell ya. But I'm so happy to be home and hanging out with everyone, it couldn't bring me down.Tomorrow I go on a grandma hunt and try to figure out exactly what hospital she is at and when I can go visit. Think happy thoughts for me.

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I had a fuuun day today. I rolled out of bed, hung in my pajamas until noon then headed out to see the girls. I had yummy sushi and salad with CM and then we met JB and horrified Starbucks customers by talking about all sorts of dirty things I'm much to polite to mention here. Because I'm a lady. Sometimes. :)I went to a new store on Monkland called Vive La Difference which is all interesting

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I'm watching a movie. I'm not even sure exactly what it is all about. It is dark. Very dark. Very sad. I'm crying like a baby. I should not be allowed to watch anything. BAD Tali. BADI'm in Montreal now. It is weird being back here and I'm feeling kind of useless. At home in Toronto, I am in my own spac.e Here I'm not and have no idea what to do with myself. *sigh*It is grey outside and that

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I lost my bracelet and I am so bitter. I actually lost it in Vancouver but kept hoping my brother would find it. Alas, I finally accept that it will never be found.Waaaah!My mom got it for me and I wore it EVERYWHERE. It was silver and had my initials with two hears. 80's style. Cheezy. But I loved it. It was SO cool.So this post is a tribute to my bracelet. Which I lost. Because I suck.Boo.

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Today I woke up EXHAUSTED. Crawled out of bed. Packed. Realized i forgot to pay my rent. Ran down and paid my rent, packed my bag and then got on a train for home. When I was on the train, I heard from Ro and I was SO happy to hear his voice and know how he was doing. It made my day. It made my week. Unfortunately he called while I was on the train do I all but crawled under the seat so the

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Last day in Toronto before heading to Montreal for some undetermined amount of time. No longer than 10 days. I feels weird. Weird to be here, weird to be going home.It is just a weird time I guess.I feel, more often than not these days, that I am watching life from the outside. Like I'm standing on the wrong side of a dirty window, look in at a life I don't belong to anymore. I just feel

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I don't have much to say this evening. There are a million thoughts in my head but none of them see important enough to get out on paper.When I get an email, my computer makes this funny noise. I had changed the settings around the time I started speaking to Ro so that sounds has become the Ro sound for me now. I would roll out of bed in the morning and this silly sound would play and I would

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It's been a long day. A long long long long day.I'm angry. I'm sad. I'm frustrated.I feel like I have no control. I feel powerless.I feel lost.And none of it is about me.I've been walking around for an hour just because I didn't want to come home. I didn't want to be here anymore. I don't want to be anywhere right now. I have brilliant thoughts while I walk. then I get home and sit in front of

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OK. I need to vent. I've been holding it in. But I'm cracking.I've been decidedly optimistic lately. Trying to see the silver linings and stay strong and confident and unafraid. But I'm tired. I have to admit, I'm a little freaked out about this whole job thing. I'm concerned about my future and where it may lead. I know I am not in danger of having to live out on the street or anything, but

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Good morning. How is everyone out there today?7:30 am and I am up and feeling much better. It is amazing how the sun is rising later and later. Just a few weeks ago, 7am was broad daylight and now it is 7:30 and the sun is just waking up and creeping over the horizon. I'm so not ready for winter. Soon we will be changing the time and the sun will set a 5 pm. Ew.So last night, I fell asleep on the

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Check out the pictures from my day of fun with AB and Batman:www.shutterbook.com/albums/TaliSF/24567

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So, it is official. I am sick. Mild cold. Nothing terrible. But wow is this kicking my a**. I went for a walk with AB and usually I could walk for HOURS. The 20 minute walk up the hill almost killed me. My legs were shaking. I was sweating. And I actually needed to sit down and rest.*ACHOO*I can't stop sneezing either.This sucks.Bed for me for the rest of the day.Today is not a good day. I'm

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So, I just wrote a whole LONG blog and my computer crashed and now it is gone. Grrrr. Frustrated. Just came in from a lovely day hanging out with AB. We meandered around the city taking the silliest picture with our new friend Blow-Up Batman. It was a beautful sunny day..perfect for pictures. However, i somehow managed to come down with something over the course of the day, so here I sit now feel

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7:45am. Again. Saturday morning. If this was a horror movie, 'd known I was being haunted and terrorized by the ghost that kills at 7:45am. I didn't drink enough water yesterday and I know that because i woke up with a headache. Booo.Saturday morning cartoons are not what they used to be. Not even a little bit. They were way better in my day with such things as Galaxy High, Pee Wee's Playhouse,

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Why, you may ask, would I say that? Because at 7:45 am my eyelids shot open like window shades and I'm now wide awake. tired, but wide awake. Sleeeep body..sleeeeeep. No such luck. So I dragged my big old comforter into the living room and I'm now curled up on the couch. Does anyone else shiver uncontrollably when they wake up. Brrrrrrrrrr.*yawn*brrrrrrrrr*yawn*that is my soundtrack right now.HG

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So I have my computer running. Lots of music playing. And this fantastic song comes on. An old Etta James tune. I love it. I love the sound of the music. The slow romantic beat. A song you would want playing when you are having your first night hanging out with someone at home. And you are relaxed yet filled with nervous excitement. This is the song playing in the background. This is the song you

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Well hello strangers.Just got back from a night out with CC. He is always so funny to hang out with. Definitely entertaining. We went to see Wallace and Gromit. I liked it a lot. It was light and fun and made me giggle. There was even a joke about nuts. I love nut jokes. If nothing else, I am always impressed with the animation. It is amazing what these artists can do now. The details that does

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I was in a mood today. Feeling off. And I let insecurity and stupidity get the better of me and acted foolishly. It was so ridiculous and I'm embarassed and angry at myself for not knowing better.Now I'm tired.Ugh, I'm such an emotional girl sometimes. Hate it. HATE IT.

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I just got home. I've had a million thoughts. So, I've decided to list them all instead of putting together concise paragraphs with fascinating segue's!Here we go:1) Metric concert was great. They put on a realy good show. BUT I have discovered I'm getting old, because after standing for about 4 hours, my back hurt, my feet hurt, and my neck hurt from staring up at the stage. How humiliating. I'm

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I have a problem. I'm hooked on talking to Ro on MSN. I had to drag myself away today and I just wanted to stay and talk to him all day. I don't care if we are arguing or saying nice things or saying dirty things..I just like talking to him. In real time. And him responding. Right away. I like knowing he is at the computer, as delighted about the whole thing as I am. I'm telling you, it is an

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Today is one crazy day with one major outcome.I finally managed to convince Ro to come talk to me on MSN. Halle-freakin-lujah! It only took me a solid month of pouring out all my deepest darkest secrets to get him to talk to me. Stubborn difficult boy (and I mean that with nothing but affection). He and I have sent so many emails back and forth that it will be so interesting to have an actual

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Oh so much running around in this little head of mine. Good...bad..happy....frustrated. I'm all over the place. I think that is the effect Sunday has on me because tomorrow morning everyone goes off to work and I continue to apply desperately for jobs. Booo. That is not a fun job.If I had NO debt, I would pack up and travel. Just go and see what happens. Unfortunately, I feel like I need to be in

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So as I was getting ready to dash out last night the phone rings and immediately I know who it is. The one on the other end of yesterdays misery and I couldn't have been happier to see that number there. I hate feeling like I've hurt someone or feeling hurt for nothing and I hated that I couldn't get in touch with him. So we had a chat and were able to clear up the miserunderstanding before it

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*sigh*Talking to MB is alway a pleasure. He is so pretective of me and often helps me put things in perspective. He is trying so hard to make me see that I did nothing wrong except attempt to protect myself. And if the person on the other side of these emails cared about me and genuinely wanted me in his life, he would be willing to talk and listen and fix this now. There is some truth in that. I

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I've been trying to be so optimistic and upbeat. Stay as positive as I can.But today was a horrible day. Email can be both a blessing and a nightmare. Because as much as you can get across with words, there is so much missing and so much room for misunderstanding. And that misunderstanding caused me so much sadness today and I don't know where to put it.I reacted to an email. I read the meaning

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY JP!Wishing my new BFF nothing but the best! :)

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No blog yesterday. I started one but then got too lazy to finish. I have no good reason for that. I'm just lazy. No first things first, my mom has finally begun a blog the plans on updating regularly. so go check it out: http://susane36.blogspot.comGO MOM!Nothing exciting to report on my end. I'm meeting with a headhunter today. This is all so nerve wracking and terrifying. SOme days it all

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Today was a beautiful sunny day and I managed to see none of it. But I found ways to enjoy my time nonetheless. I had a FANTASTIC lunch with the delightful CZ. We went to Jack Astors and let me tell you, that place has the BEST garlic bread. It is a good thing I am single because I must be living on a cloud of garlic right now. But it is so worth it people. Mmmm...yummy. Then I went and hung out

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Today was an interesting day. I went to talk to that energy drink company and it seemed really awesome, although they aren't really hiring right now. But the Director of Communications was great and I could see her being a great person to work with. So I'll keep my fingers crossed that something good comes along soon. Power of positive thinking. But I will say that we talked for about an hour and

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So it is 3am and I am desperately wanting to be asleep because I'm meeting with a company about a job tomorrow. But I'm awake and feeling off and just can't sleep. Why is it always that way?I REALLY need to be asleep. I REALLY want to be asleep. But I am wide awake and feeling like garhage.Booo.I think I'm getting a cold. All this air conditioning and hanging out in my pajamas all day is clearly

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