There were horses, and a man on fire, and I killed a guy with a trident.
Song For the Moment
Song: Afternoon DelightArtist: The Channel Four News Team
Album: Anchorman Soundtrack
***
For those of you who have yet to encounter my recent obsession with Ron Burgundy and the Channel 4 News Team, that's just my little way of saying:
SWEET GRANDMOTHER'S SPATULA I'M BUSY!!
As predicted, after reading week school work escaladed quickly (I mean it really got out of hand fast!) and there seems to be no end in sight until I finish exams. My due dates for the rest of the year are as follows:
March 9: 1500-word Science story due, & 15 minute oral presentation in PR.
March 14: Mass Com media analysis assignment due.
March 16: PR deliverables due.
March 30: PR pitch and final binder due (basically a third of my mark all rolled up into one 30 minute presentation).
April 3: J4000 presentation (worth half my mark for the semester. Length: 75 minutes shared between 5 group members).
April 4: Mass Com oral presentation (this one's only 30 minutes, and there's 4 group members).
April 7: Mass Com esay due (last one EVER!!).
April 10: J4000 exam.
April 21: History exam - At 11:00 a.m. I have officially graduated!!!!
Spiderman's balls that's a lot of work.
Seriously, looking at that list makes me all kinds of queasy.
BUT ANYWAY (shoving my impending doom to the back of my mind), the last couple of weeks, though crazy, have mostly been filled with fun stuff.
I tried to finish my history essay before heading out to Fredericton to visit my buddy for reading week, but mostly wound up spending all my energy on trying not to spill the beans about the fact that I was going away to my father. He had, at an earlier juncture, expressed an...opinion...about spending money on going on a trip right now (lets just say there were lots of LOUUUUUUD NOOOIISES!!). My mom knew all about it of course, and since Dad was going to Turkey on business anyway, I could head out undetected and deal with the consequences upon my return. As it turns out, there were none, as mom covered for me by saying I got a last-minute deal on airfare for precicely the same amount they had talked about giving me as a brithday present...I tell ya, sometimes it's just FANTASTIC that my father "eats ice cream and enjoys a nice pair of slacks"...if ya know what I mean.
Years later, I had a great time with Lauren in Freddie, getting a peak at her alternate life as Captain Entomology. Her apartment is absolutely gorgeous, quite stylishly decorated, and very much condusive to sitting on our asses and catching up, which is pretty much all I wanted to do anyway. Fredericton is nice but small, with very few attractions aside from a giant bookstore and a strange obsession with samosas (which I must admit were quite tasty).
I got a pretty necklace for my birthday, took Lauren out to dinner for her birthday and we ended the whole experience with a drunken night on the town. The first bar had a great vibe to it (which I think may partly be tied to the fact that it was $3 a pint), after which we decided to explore life on the opposite end of the spectrum by visiting the neighbourhood cougar bar (tip #457 for recognizing when you're in a cougar bar: the hit song of the evening is Cotton-Eye Joe). It was an awesome four days, thanks buddy!!
When I got back the birthday craziness began. I had Wednesday off so I basically spent my birthday maxin' and relaxin' and bonding with my kitty who was pissed that I'd left him for four days (he's so wise...like a little Buddha covered in hair). I met Karen and Shannon downtown for drinks in the afternoon and then came home to enjoy a lobster dinner with the fam.
Thursday was crazy-amounts-of-school day, as usual, but the tonnes of birthday wishes (not to mention CUPCAKES from Colleen in Science Journalism...I mean, how sweet is THAT??) made it entirely bareable.
GREAT ODEN'S RAVEN this is taking a long time!!
By the magic of the Interweb, those of you who are not me will not have noticed that it's taken me FOUR days to write this post. This is how busy my life has gotten.
Moving on. Friday I made an ass of myself by drinking far too much at my birthday celebrations with Lee, Kel and the rest of the j-school gang (I blame my brother and the three pitchers/weed he was responsible for introducing to my system. Yea..that was bad.) Needless to say Saturday I was hung ouuuverr, and wound up having to skip out on Zoo Crew celebrations in favour of a toilet bowl and a nap.
Booyea.
Saturday was also tattoo day, as I was finally able to pluck up the nerve I didn't have five years ago when Steph got hers. Kel sat with me through the minimal amounts of pain (TOTALLY not as bad as I thought it was going to be). Anyway, I absolutely LOVE it, and can't stop looking at it. I have to be very stealthy about taking care of it though, since mom and pop don't know I got it, and I can't quite find the right greeting card to say "I've done the one thing you asked me to never do." What happens when they do find out? That'll be a fun day...
Photographic evidence of said event:
And psst Lauren, if I haven't made this abundantly clear already: don't tell your mom or I swear it'll be worse then that time the racoon got stuck in the copier!!
Alright, that's it for now. I'm gonna go find a safehouse, or a relative close by...lay low for a little while because I'm probably wanted for bed time.
You stay classy...you.
0 comment(s):
Post a Comment<< Home