Good gods DAMN am I ever tired. Lesse, last time I posted was just after the One of a Kind show. Aparently that went really well for AT, because she was in a good enough mood after the show to give me and Kat a gift of... well, anything we wanted out of the studio. Seeing as most things my size had actually been sold (or I could mooch off Kat,) I picked out one of her handmade bags that I'd been drooling over the whole show. Small and funky and with tons of pockets all over the place and really cool fabric. Happy face.
While at the show, my present from Tiff for Christmas was actually a ticket to Star Wars in Concert. It was played by the Royal Philharmonic Orchestra and was... well, amazing doesn't really even cover it, I'd say experience of a lifetime is coming close. There are days when I really really LOVE being a fan.
Aparently, a whole lot of other people enjoy being fans too, that's the ACC. It's full. When they turned the lights off? About 200 lightsabers lit up. Fans are awesome.
This the actual Han Solo carbonite bloc from the movie. Tiny tinny stormtrooper not included.
Had Christmas with the family. Mum and Dad got me snow tires for my car, the difference is awesome, even if I did almost hit a pedestrian the first time I drove with them because I'm USED to correcting for shitty traction in the winter. Got a little hand knitted Q doll from my little sis, it is adorable and really really sweet of her.
Owen and Mon got me this really interesting silhouetted candle holder. Gave me a real fright the first time I woke up in the middle of the night and saw it on my shelf. I had forgotten that I had it and all I saw was a white face above me glowing in the moonlight. There may have been screaming involved, but I deny everything.
Drew and Kat's present to me was a bunch of mixed CDS and a ticket to the Sarah Slean concert. Every time I see her I forget that as good as she is in studio? She's about 100 times better live.
She did a bunch of duets with her husband, Royal Wood. (Great name and bloody GORGEOUS to boot. Also really fun sense of humour, Sarah is a lucky lucky girl.) She also pulled up Buck 65, a local Toronto rapper who has a great growly voice and the tag team of him and her singing her lyrics was facinating. Then she decided to pull up the last special guest: Divine Brown. My jaw hit the floor. I've actually tried to get tickets for her shows before and couldn't, so suffice it to say that it was a pleasant suprise.
I have to say one of the best bits was her and her husband doing a duet together. Before telling us the song, She prefaced it by saying: "I've known this song since I was little, and I still can't decide if it's a sweet thing, about young love and how uncontrollable it all is. Or, if it's really about date rape. Enjoy!!" She then flounced off like a maniac with her husband staring after her before they started singing Baby it's Cold Outside. Priceless.
I really can't stay (but baby it's cold outside) I've got to go away (but baby it's cold outside) This evening has been (been hoping that you'd drop in) So very nice (i'll hold your hands, they're just like ice) My mother will start worry (beautiful whats your hurry) My father will be pacing the floor (listen to the fireplace roar) So really i'd better scurry (beautiful please don't hurry) but maybe just a half a drink more (put some records on while i pour) the neighbors might faint (baby it's bad out there) say what's in this drink (no cabs to be had out there) i wish i knew how (your eyes are like starlight now) to break this spell (i'll take your hat, your hair looks swell) i ought to say "no, no, no sir" (mind if i move in closer) at least i'm gonna say that i tried (what's the sense in hurtin' my pride) i really can't stay (oh baby don't hold out)
both:baby it's cold out side
i simply must go (but baby it's cold outside) the answer is no (but baby it's cold outside) your welcome has been (how lucky that you droped in) so nice and warm (look out the window at that storm) my sister will be suspicious (gosh your lips look delcious) my brother will be there at the door (waves upon the tropical shore) my maiden aunts mind is vicious (gosh your lips are delicous) but maybe just a cigarette more (never such a blizzard before) i've gotta get home (but baby you'd freeze out there) say lend me a coat (it's up to your knees out there) you've really been grand (i thrill when you touch my hand) but don't you see? (how can you do this thing to me?) there's bound to be talk tomorrow (think of my lifelong sorrow) at least there will be plenty implied (if you got namonia and died) i really can't stay (get over that old out)
both:baby it's cold baby it's cold outside
Really really fun how they played off each other while singing.
Working over the holidays was definitely an education. I have 2 conclusions from this: 1 - Head office are fucking INSANE. 2 - People come in 2 varieties: Awesome and Asshole.
Most people have been... well, absolutely hellish to be truthful. But the other day, a guy came up to the cash to pay (cute guy too) and asked me why I looked so upset. I explained that I had just been screamed at by a customer, was having a terrible day, and had no one at home for Christmas Eve as the family was heading off to Florida. He smiled, payed for his purchase, then dropped to one knee and proceeded to recite the entire Balcony skit from Romeo and Juliet, grin at me, and walk out the door.
I didn't get your name random awesome man, but if you ever come back I'm taking you out for cookies, you made my day 100% better.
Another thing that makes life pretty awesome? Go here and type in anything and laugh. Alot. I love this, it only pulls up truly "Irish" sites, because what more do you really need?
Now, seeing as it's 12am, I am going to crash and spend all of tomorrow enjoying my first real day off this holiday. Eggnogg and cookies? Here I come!!
Ohhhh, so tired. Yesterday I was supposed to go out around 7:30 and see Passchendaele with Brynne. Then I got out of work, and started driving home, and was immediately enmeshed in the traffic on the way home, it snowed yesterday and everyone in the GTA immediately forgot how to drive properly. It took me 2 and a half HOURS to get home. Grr, haate people, it's just snow! It didn't even stick! Calm down!
So ended up grabbing the 10pm show instead last night, good to see Brynne again, of only briefly, and as for the movie... Some parts really were well done, but I agreed with Brynne's opinion that the love scenes were so damn over the top it was silly, and REPEDITIVE, and also? WORST DEATH SCENE EVER!!! Absolutely daft famous last words for one of the characters, Daft I say.
It did show the horror of war incredibly well though, and the weird shit and stories that they come across in war. Absolutely horrifiying, but with that edge of humor Paul Gross seems to bring to all his projects.
Meh, conflicted, I liked it but at the same time it drove me kinda mad.
This weekend is the everything to do with sex show down at the convention center, haven't decided if I want to go yet, but I think it would be a blast if I could talk a few others into coming. This Sunday me, Shilo, Kat and a few others are going to see Jackalope and the Birthday Massacre. Should be a fun show.
Both Owen and Beej's birthdays are in the next month, and christmas just after that, and I am LOST as to what I should get people... Suggestions anyone? Pretty much the only people I have sorted are KT and my mum, the rest of you lot? ARE FRACKING IMPOSSIBLE TO SHOP FOR!
Am going to shoot Tiff as she has made me betray myself and actually enjoy.... So You Think You Can Dance Canada.... There was a hot mowhawked punk! Dancing to queen! Shirtless! With black angel wings, I was weak... *sobs*
Now tell me that's not tempting as all hell.
Am trying to put together a trip in the spring, can't decide if I want to do BC and San Fran or one of the 2, I guess it depends on what I can afford. Ideally I'd win the lotto and immediately go visit KT is OZ then do San Fran for a week on the way home and BC for a second week. It would be AWESOME. But, as I am broke I will likely resort to last-minute flight deals and the tolerance of friends in BC with free couches and sleeping bags.
Bah.
I think I might ask my dad for air miles as a christmas/birthday present this year, god knows I'm asking everyone else I know for practical shit. Like plates and such.
I really, really want to ask for comics, damn you adulthood!
No no no no no, I hope to god this doesn't end up happening.
Because after all that's happened with this? The delays and the amazing previews and the incredible cast? I was REALLY looking forward to this.
I hate lawyers.
On the other hand, some better news, Tiff's 300 shield is pretty much done, it just needs to be painted and we're all finished. Unfortunately, the pain we origionally bought to spray paint it gold ended up turning turqoise for some strange reason.
I actually ended up continuing a long tradition of working on tiff's props and... may have remove the tip of my finger by accident. The problem is that while my wood carving tools work wonderfully on the plastic, the flaws in the plastic can't be seen like they can in wood, so when my hand slipped I didn't have time to react before I got hurt. Am missing a good chunk of nail and flesh on my finger, but no worries! It's all glued back together and I got my shots so I won't get blood poisoning or anything silly like that.
*knocks wood*
Con is in 2 days, am doing Willow on Friday and Queen Gorgo on Saturday. Beej is coming up tomorrow on the bus, the poor girl, she's still afraid of transit.
Now, back to work (ie: surfing about on the internet in a desperate bid to pass the time.)
So, the Placebo concert I went to last night at the Kool Haus? Was fucking amazing. I was not expecting them to be so damn good live, and they played 3 of my favourite songs too! Running, Bitter End, and Every You Every Me. Unfortunately I didn't get to hear them play Post Blue (My Favourite song by them) but it was still a great show.
Also Nyx? Seems to have imprinted on me, I put him to bed every night in his little cat bed or on the chair he has claimed. (My computer chair, I can't sit in it anymore unless I tire Nyx out first) But no matter where he is when I go to sleep I wake up in the morning with him sleeping on top of me. Beej thought it was the cutest thing ever and snapped a few pics of us passed out.