November 2, 2011

While talking to my father today, we came to the realization that I’ve been gone, in one way or another, for five years. It’s even longer if you consider when I moved out on my own, yet stayed in the greater-Edmonton region.

Moving to Calgary back in 2006 really seems like yesterday. And, in case you haven’t noticed, I’ve had real issues with the concept of time these last couple of months. Time is flying, and the only marker I have that time isn’t just passing me by is when I compare how much has changed from one year to the next.

I suppose my sporadic blogging has helped highlight this for me.

So, here’s an old-school blog post. I didn’t write it on November 2, 2010, but I did write it that month.

And it’s a potpourri post. (I love potpourri posts…)

And, hey, to make things more fun, let’s comment on how things have changed (or not, in some cases!).

In light of the fact I don’t have anything real to say, here are some things I’ve learned since the last time I posted.
Either Buns of Steel seriously makes buns of steel, or else it just causes you to grab your ass a lot more than you normally would, and marvel at how it’s actually in better shape than you thought it was.

I wish I had done Buns of Steel the past year religiously rather than giving up on it before January. I don’t know if I could’ve stood Gary for that long, but I’d probably be looking damn good in lyrca by now.

Speaking of Buns of Steel, when Gary says “Ooooh, press, press, press!” it’s true that you will not know whether to laugh because it sounds like he’s having gay sex in lycra, or that you should cry because your abductors are screaming.

This statement is as true today as it was a year ago.

Love octagons are inherently more interesting than love triangles.

Love triangles are more than enough complicated for me these days, thanks. Maybe it’s just my age getting to me, but I don’t have patience for this sort of shit anymore.

Gossip Girl gets better every episode. And I thought season three was feisty! Yikes!

Better? No. More ridiculous? Yes. But I still watch it anyway. Mostly because I’m still fantasizing about Blair’s baby being Chuck’s. Or maybe Dan’s. This stuff gets more “Days of our Lives” every week. It’s spiralling out of control.

When it’s -27 degrees with wind chill, the best thing to do when you get home is to jump right into a hot bath and watch yesterday’s TV on your laptop.

This is also a spectacular idea if it’s 15 degrees and there are still green leaves hanging around on some trees. A hot bath and yesterday’s TV is just as much the cure to a stressful day today as it was last year. As it was the year before. 100 bucks it still is next year, too.

Winter tires are always a good idea. Especially when Mr. Nenshi thinks not ploughing the roads after a couple inches of snow is a cool idea.

Yes, winter tires are still a good idea this year. Luckily I don’t need them since I lack the expense of a car. Still, considering how long it took me to make a 30-minute train trip because of tram delays, I still think getting a scooter might be worth the investment. If I could ever scrape together that kind of cash in the first place. Wait… Where was my point again?

Rick Mercer should run Canada.

Still true, will always be true. With the added preferability of him being my husband.

I’m undecided as to whether Germany is really faced with an imminent terrorist attack, or if they just really suck at screening luggage.

Probably the latter.

You CAN actually get sweet wine in Canada… even if it is white.

Welcome to Germany: Land of 3€ sweet wine that goes down like juice and gets you hammed in about an hour. I love Germany.

I am going to Germany in two months, and it makes me so happy, I start to tear up when I think about it.

I can say with all my heart that I made the right decision in coming back here.

Maxie hates the snow, yet he’s still enough of a trooper to go out there to do his business.

Maxie loves the fact that there is no snow right now. He also loves the fact it is not yet cold enough to wear a sweater. Maxie also loves Germany.

I wish I got Christmas Eve off work to celebrate with my family, because I think it’s unfair that other cultures can take vacation days (no matter what the staffing situation) to celebrate their cultural holidays, but I’m not allowed to, apparently because it’s white. Says a person with authority, “That’s just the way it is.” HOW is that fair?

Ahhhh…. December 23-January 9 (or something) off. Did I mention that I love Germany? And being a student?

48% of me wants to be in Canada, and 52% of me wants to go back to Germany. How is one supposed to decide what they want to do in life with a split like that?

Going for that 52% was a smart, smart move.

A certain individual I know named Ms. P is still a c*nt. Yeah, that’s right. Don’t look at me like that, you POS. (Oh wait — that’s not new news. I already knew that.)

Yeah, she’s still a piece of work. Unfortunately she keeps popping up since she’s a friend of a few friends on FB. FML.

I still suck at multiple choice, and it’s the only thing that stopped me from getting 100% on my Psychology of Women midterm.

Writing essays rules.

If I didn’t have A. in my life, I don’t know what I’d do.

Yeah, word. She’s been more of a help in the last three or four months for me than ever before. Still love her, always will. [/sap off]

And finally…
Even if it still hurts 100% of the time, time will start to heal all wounds. Eventually.

This comment was excessively premature in retrospect. It never actually got better until July. 2011. Seriously. Maybe I was just distracted by all those supposed love octagons. Or something.