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!!
That's right ladies and gents, Mere is back in business, and damn happy about it too. Compy is fully fixed, I didn't lose any of my files, and I have a date next week out of it too...
See, I went into future shop and dropped off compy to be fixed, then got a call the next day saying that they'd backed up all my files and wanted me to come in and double check that they'd gotten everything before they hard-wiped the system.
So I go into the store, and into the back room where they work on the compys, and practically the whole nerd herd was gathered around my compy. All I could think was "oh gods, they've found something embarassing...."
Instead, the boys turn around, spot me and say, "this is your computer? Damn, you're awesome!" Somewhat confused, I get a look at the screen, where my screensaver is playing. My screensaver cycle's through all the wallpapers and things I keep on my compy. Now, y'all know me. I am the queen of the geeks, practically any fandom out there is represented on my compy somewhere.
So I come in and start going through the files, and one of the cuter members of the herd comes up behind me and says, in this really hesitant voice, "Um... do you have the batman superman movie? I've been looking everywhere for it!" I actually did have it in the files, and copied it for him, and this lead to almost an hour of raping and pillaging mere's compy.