Humph.

I was at Jacqui's for the past few days. It was nice to get back again. It wasn't even as long between visits as usual. I had a great time too.

I miss Pat though. Haven't gotten to so much as chat with him all week. It seems like ages. Well, it has been nearly a week, so I guess that can technically be considered as ages.

I need to never touch energy drinks again too. They give me super energy, I bounce for hours, get extremely hyper & then crash. Needless to say I'm super bitter depressed/cranky in a way that I haven't been in a very long time. I had an emotional high & then I crashed, just like I do anytime I have an emotional high. Crash and burn. Stupid highs. I'm glad I was never stupid enough to get into drugs. I'd be an emotional nuclear bomb site if I had. Anything to get a high, to stay high, to keep from the agony of the crashing. Oi. Stupid crashing.

I wish I could fly.
Vicky Ellen
"Good thing about Alzheimer's is you get to meet new people every day!" -Waiting Movie Quote

The Cavalry

Dearest My Peeps,

It snowed today. HOORAY FOR SNOW! At around 6 or 7 tonight there was 13 inches down since morning. At 6 am the road was bare. At 7:30 am, it was coated so there was no pavement showing. HOORAY FOR SNOW!

I'll totally finish updating tomorrow. I called in the cavalry, but I'm sleepy now, so yeah. G'night.

That's all folks. Happy day!
Vicky Ellen
"I have great faith in fools; self-confidence my friends call it." -Edgar Allen Poe

Wii's & Nds's!

Dearest My Peeps,
I want to be playing Harvest Moon : Friends of Mineral Town on my Nintendo Dual Screen. But I jsut killed the battery, so Tevra, poor dear (That's the name I finally settled on) is on the charger. I could also do with a break, I've been playing all day & am starting to play worse & worse. So Here I am.

Probably not for long though. I don't really have too much to blog about that I'm aware of. I totally got to spend Wednesday with Pat, which was awesome. You also already knew that. I dunno when his next week shifts are yet, but he works tonight, so I'll find out the next time that I'm talking with him. We totally went to Subway, & then went over to Terry's and hung out. Luke & Kate were already there, so it was almost like a party. We watched a couple movies & then played Guitar Hero 2. It was great. After Guitar Hero Kate & Luke went home, but we stayed for a bit longer & watched Terry play the new Legend of Zelda.

Man the Wii is SO awesome! I SO want one of those next. But that's for another month. At the current moment I'm quite happy with my Tevra. Besides, Pat will be getting a Wii eventually anyway & I'm sure he'll let me play it sometimes. I also really like watching people play video games too. I really suck as a rule, so it's nice to be able to sit back & enjoy the game without having to get all frustrated because I keep losing. Honestly. It's just easier not to always have to try to figure the stuff out. Especially games like Final Fantasy. They don't look like they'd be any fun to play (I never actually have) but the story lines always look amazing. It'd be great to sit back & watch somebody who is half decent play the game, just so I can get the story without all the bother of having to play the stupid game. I prefer fun games, like Mario or Harvest Moon, etc.

GAH! I FORGOT AARON MARTIN'S BIRTHDAY! AND JAMIE'S! GAH! Mind you I'm only a day late on Jamie. I'm 6 days late on Aaron. I totally meant to call Jamie yesterday & completely forgot. As for Aaron, I just completely forgot. His brother messaged me on MSN & that's what reminded me. Oi. Well, I totally called Jamie & wished him happy birthday. And I totally sent Aaron an online card to two of his addresses because I dunno which one he uses.

Anyhow, I'm off to play with Tevra some more. Happy day!
Vicky Ellen
"Friendship is one soul, residing in two bodies." -Unknown

6 Amazing Months

Dearest My Peeps,

This will be brief. I'm headed for bed. I just wanted to blog a super incredibly amazing fact. I have offically set a record in my life.

Patrick & I have been dating for 6 months today, January 10th, 2007.

Best bit is, (well one of them) it seems like forever & hardly any time at all at the same time. Best bit is, (the other one) totally without previous planning we totally get to spend the evening together. He gets out of school @ 4:30 & then I'm going over. If I believe in conincidence, I'd be all like, "Wow, What a coincidence!" But since I don't, "Wow, what awesome randomness!"

HAPPY DAY!
Vicky Ellen
"Love & friendship are the greatest things in life." -Unknown

Riana

Dearest My Peeps,
I finally got my NDS! (Nintendo Dual Screen) GLEE!!! Her name is Riana. It's Gaelic & it means noble. I suppose, it might change somehow, if I hit on something that better fits. But Jo is already taken by my computer & Sam by my iPod & Pinky by my car. I dunno what else there is. Ria is the nickname of a character based after me, so when I typed it into www.babynamesworld.com to see if it was a real name, it brought up Riana. There were other variations of it as well, but I liked that spelling bets. I do like the name Muriel & there's also Jax. I could name it after me too with the honourable V. I dunno. Names are such a trial. It's so hard to settle on a suitable one. Or Christi-Anna. Chris for short, after all. I do need a nickname.

Lucy. Hmm.. Lu... Or Riana. Hmm... Ria. I'm not sure which I prefer to be honest. I do like the name Lucy after all. PEEPS! DECISIONS! SAVE ME!

However, bed for me. Happy day!
Cheers!
Vicky Ellen
"I loathe the expression 'What makes him tick.' It is the American mind, looking for simple and singular solution, that uses the foolish expression. A person not only ticks, he also chimes and strikes the hour, falls and breaks and has to be put together again, and sometimes stops like an electric clock in a thunderstorm." -James Thurber

Socks -n- Stuff

Dearest My Peeps,

So yeah, I returned a pair of holey pants to Walmart today. Whilst killing time waiting to be able to show up at my coworkers to pick them up for work (we went in at the same time, so I volunteered to pick them up & save them a cab fare) I discovered that the Christmas socks were on sale. They generally cost 3 through 5 dollar, depending on the quality & they were all a buck each! EACH! HOORAY! I totally bought eight pairs. Plus a pair of Archie Andrew knee socks.

I'm planning to start wearing nothing but Christmas socks as soon as my sock collection permits. To reword that so it doesn't sound so wrong, I'm planning to wear no socks other than Christmas socks. It'll take a few years, since most places have their socks all sold now that it's the new year, but that's my end goal. I'm going to have to go through my sock drawer though. It's packed to the gills already, let alone adding 9 more pairs to it. It's just that they're all my friends & I can't bare the thought of throwing my darlings away. I want to get a captain's bed, so I can better utilize my bed room space & if I do, I'll just convert those drawers to my sock drawer. They'd be bigger than my dresser drawers at any rate & should hold more.

Man, if I ever have kids, they're going to be so twisted. Poor little guys.


Happy New Year!
Vicky Ellen
"May you find the DANCERS to your questions!" <- Radio DJ, Life Radio Network

Belatedly

MERRY CHRISTMAS! MERRY CHRISTMAS! MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Happy day to all my peeps. I pray that I find you all well & good out there in the land of make believe. I am doing quite well. The broncitious is mostly gone, since it's been 5 weeks, it's a damn good thing. It's still hanging on & I do have the opccasionaly coughing fit, but it's not every other minute now, it's not even every other hour.

I totally had an awesome Christmas. I didn't get to see my Pat, but he totally called me & that was so awesome that I didn't hardly mind not being able to see him. He gave me the new Legend of Zelda game for the GameCube. I'm super stoked. Not to mention that it has a slip of paper inside that I can send away to get a 30$ subscription to the Nintendo Power magazine. For a bonus offer, it totally comes with a strategy guide for all versions of the game (Wii, GCube & NDS) plus a soundtrack of the game. I'm totally stoked, since the music is the best part of the game entirely.

My brother totally gave me a giftcard to use on iTunes as well. It's great. Normally you need to give your credit card information to set up an account with the iTunes music store, so that's why I haven't bothered to set an account up yet. But using the giftcard, I could set up an account without giving that information. It's quite nice, because that way I'm not putting temptation in my way yet. I don't want to be able to use my credit card until I have it payed off, and if I can use it online to buy music, however cheap, I'll seriously never get it payed off. That's just the way I am. I have little self control in such matters, so rather than risk it, I just left it. Now I have an account without the worry. I can buy myself cards at Walmart if I so desire & if I don't, well, so be it too.

I used some of it to get MirrorMask the audiobook. I'm super stoked. I wanted to get Outlander by Diana Gabaldon, but the unabridged version is double what I had available. So I leftit for now. As it is, I can still get another cd too if I want, depending on the price. What I need to do is get a spindle of blank cds to back up my iTunes library. I have 5.6 GB of various stuff on my computer & I'd rather like to have a second copy of it, just in case. It's not too likely anything will happen to it, but you never can tell. Since I don't necessarily have access to all of it again (some being borrowed from other people & such), I want a hard copy. I mean to do that next pay day actually. It'll probably take a few hours to back it all up, but that's fine. And that way if I want to share some of it with a friend it's easy to do, I just need to bring along the appropriate cd with me to their place. It's great.

I totally had a doctor's appt today too. He told me that the broncitous will continue to fade with time, that I can do little more than wait it out. If I develop a high fever or get worse again, go back in & have it checked out again, just in case. Otherwise, there's not much that can be done. Oi. He also refilled a presciption for me that I was almost out of refills for & told me that I'm over due again for a pap test. It's not a big surprise, I'm always overdue for a Pap test. They aren't strictly necessary until you're either over something like 30 {maybe 50 like a mammogram, I forget for sure} or are sexually active. Since I'm still only 23, they aren't strictly necessary yet, so I avoid them as much as I can.

He also gave me a prescription for a cream that will murder the end of my warts. I had loads when I was little. They just wouldn't go away no matter what we did. They were burnt AND frozen at the hospital & we tryed every other kind of treatment that you can possibly think of. Nothing worked. I had pretty much given up when he finally sent me to dermatoligist (spelling!) in Bathurst. She gave me this cream to try & low & behold, it worked. In fact, it worked so well that it stripped the surrounding skin off my fingers as well. However, the point is that most of them are all gone now. If you'd told me that they'd be almost gone 13 to 15 years ago I'd have laughed in your face. There're two main ones that just love me too much to leave willingly though, & as they are getting bigger again & one this spreading across the thumb in bits, I want to finish our relationship. DIE EVIL MONSTER BEASTS, DIE! MWUAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!!!!


What can I say? I'm an evil, sadistic murderer. I kill any insect that crosses my path, & even rodents that happen to annoy me at all. MWUAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!! ;) I don't mind them existing, but if they must I would much rather that they exist without my knowledge. Once I know they are alive I am not capable of resting until I have destroyed them. It's rather pathetic I'm sure, but oh well, what can I say?

Anyhow, it's bedtime for me. I hope you're all still having a super day out there in the land of make believe. Trust me, all days are good, just some are better than others. Today better be one of those that is better!

Cheers! Be safe!
Vix
"Love doesn't stop when time passes, or you're in different places, or somebody's gone." -Xan, 'Duma', Movie Quote

Broncitious

Dearest My Peeps,

So I was into the ER again last night. Apparently I'm still dying, but I won't get into that today, because apparently we are all still dying. The difference for me right now is that I have either a touch of or the beginnings of broncitious (I forget which word he used. Suffice it to say that it makes me cough a lot.) the coughing isn't getting much better at all & now everytime I cough there's a sharp knife in my right side that is trying to push it's way out.

So anyhow, owing the the fact that I'm allergic to erthromyicin (spelling!) which is the first form of treatment for broncitious, they had to give me the second line of treatment for it. I don't remember what it's called at all, just that he said they don't usually give it to young people, but he had no choice in the matter, since he couldn't give me the one they normally would, owing to my allergy.

I'm not actually sure it's an allergy at all, I don't know. I just know in Grade 5 I was in the hospital with pneumonia & they put me on that & I had a very bad reation to it. Thjey switched it up for something else & I was fine after that, so they just put me down as allergic to it, since my body quite obviously didn't like it much.

So yeah, Doctor told me to take off 24 - 48 hours, which was sorta doable. I'm off Sunday (today) and I don't work till 6 on Monday, so that's fine. Problem is that I was supposed to go to Patrick's this afternoon. :(:(:(:(:(:(:( I'm not very impressed with that, but what can I do? At least maybe now that I know what's wrong I can start getting better again. That'd be something at least. And he totally got his shifts changed so that he can go to my work's Christmas party. That's awesome, since he totally would still be working there, if it weren't for that stupid dating policy. Ah well, everybody needs rules & regulations. And some of them are always bound to be stupid, it's just the way life is.

Anyhow, I'm off for now. He's gone from MSN to watch a movie, so I'm going to follow such a smart example, except that I'm going to read. Happy day to my peeps!

Cheers!
Vicky Ellen
"A lie gets halfway around the world before the truth has a chance to get its pants on." -Winston Churchill

Stupid sicky

Dearest My Peeps,

Last Wednesday I started coughing for no apparent reason. I felt fine, I was just hacking like a lung was trying to escape. That was fine, at least, it wasn't too upsetting.

As the week progressed, I started feeling lousier & tireder (if that's a word) & just plain miserable. My nose is running 15 times faster than normal, which means it's sore & tender from always been blown. And I'm still coughing. A dry, hacking cough that you can hear at the other end of where I work when I come in the front door. Stupid cough. It's not getting any better.

Anyhow, tonight, I got fed up with it all. I've been annoyed with it all on a regular basis anyhow, but I finally decided enough is enough & betook myself to the hospital after work, hoping maybe they could help me. Doctor listened to me breathe, totally got some blood sample to double check that everything there was alright & sent me for x-rays. Yup. Pretty standard stuff. I endured the stupid needle for the blood (it's still sore an hour later), went to the x-ray department & went back to see the doctor again.

Apparently, I'm dying. (Don't dare stop reading here!)

*stopping for a moment to relish the suspense* Sorry. I'll continue.

Apparently I'm dying. BUT apparently so is everybody else on the planet, INCLUDING whomever I just frightened needlessly. Doctor said that it's just a cold & that there is nothing he can do for me. Try to gets lots of rest & use cough meds to see if I can't clear it up. The cough meds I was using had a warning on it to check with a doctor before using with the kind of meds the sleep clinic prescribed for sleeping. I checked with my pharmacist & she totally told me not to use it if at all possible, so I stopped. But Doctor told me tonight not to worry about it, any cough meds would suffice. I think I will take the time whilst in town tomorrow to check into a different brand to see if I can't find one that doesn't have that little warning on it, but I'm definately going to find something to use. I simply can't deal with this anymore. For one thing, I work with the public, for another it just plain hurts! MADNESS I TELL YOU *flailing* MADNESS!

However, it's 2 am, so I'm off to bed. I hope all is well out there in the land of make believe. If I scared you greatly with that bit up above, I'm sorry. It was fun though, so please don't be too angry. That's why I didn't drag it out really long. I totally would've felt too guilty.

Happy day!
Vicky Ellen
"Don't worry about the world coming to an end today. It's already tomorrow in Australia." -Charles Schulz

To The Sleep Clinic... & Beyond.

Dearest My Peeps,

You better have recognized that adapted movie quote from Toy Story in my title. I am quite proud of myself for it. I know it's a pathetic reason to be proud of myself, but I'll take what I can get.

Not too much is new. I went to the sleep clinic this week, as I'm sure you already deduced what with the title. I went to M.J's in Salisbury on Tuesday, from there to the sleep clinic on Wednesday, back to M.J's after my appointment was done on Thursday & then home again Friday. Salisbury is nearly exactly half way between Miramichi & St. John (Where the clinic is) so it was nice. I got to spend time with one of my dearest friends & I didn't have to do the whole trip from here to St. John in one go. I could have, I've done longer before, but that's not the point. One, I didn't particularly want to; two, it was an excellant way to get to see an out of town friend that I only ever see once in a long while.

Anyhow, so I went to the sleep clinic to find out why I'm always so tired. Apparently they couldn't find anything wrong. I don't have breathing problems, I don't have restless leg syndrome, they couldn't find any reason for why. But I wake up an average of 18 times an hour for no reason at all. Not necessarily enough that I'm aware I've woken up, just enough that it disrupts my sleep & keeps me from getting a good night's restful sleep. So that's why I'm so tired during the day, my night's sleep is fragmented & not helpful much at all, but they didn't see a reason for the why of it. It equals out to that I'm really only asleep for about 75 - 77% of the time that I'm in bed. No wonder I'm sleepy.

So, since she's not sure of the cause of the problem, she's not sure how to go about fixing the problem. She (the doctor being the she I'm refering to) decided that she would give me a mild sedative to help me sleep at night. I forget what it's called & how to spell it, but it starts with a T. She figures if we can get me sleeping a full night's proper amount of sleep, then maybe the daytime sleepy will get better. Basic cause and effect. I don't sleep well at night, so I'm tired during the day. This new pill thing will help me sleep properly at night, so in turn, I shouldn't be as tired during the day.

It's a great theory. I just hope it works. It might help if I didn't have a mouse in my room. It's not exactly that I'm scared of mice, but I can't sleep in the dark if I keep hearing noises & that stupid mouse keeps making noises. I need to be able to see what's making the noise. It's hard to see much with my glasses off, but I definately feel safer with the light on. This means it's harder to fall asleep. Oh well, Daddy gave me some poison to put down the other week; I prefer a trap, but I'll take what I can get. Then Mum met my mouse last night. We were watching a movie & it kept running across the floor just within her line of vision. So Daddy took the poison & covered one end with peanut butter, to make it more attractive, becuase the poison by itself is obviously not working.

Last year I had one. The poison didn't work at all. The mouse trap with peanut butter on it was what worked. So I'm going to get a mousetrap today & the dollar store & Daddy is going to set it up for me. I mean, what if the mouse eats the poison & runs back through whatever hole that it uses to get from inside the walls back into my room & THEN dies? My room, & then the house, would slowly start to stink from the smell of decaying rodent. With a trap, Daddy can dispose of it properly & it won't stay around smelling up my house. Stupid mouse. I wish I was allowed a cat. That would sort of the mouse no time flat. Honestly. Stupid mouse.

Anyhow, I have to go get ready for work. I don't work till 5, but Mum works at 3 & I told her that I'd take her to work. That way she doesn't have to try to find a way in. I get off at 12:15 & she at 12, so we can travel together both ways. Tomorrow I work at 2, so that would put her to work for approximately 1:30, so since she doesn't start till 3:30, she's going to get Daddy to take her down. She'll have been working 9 days straight by the end of her go (she switched up with a coworker that needed the weekend, just to be nice) so she doesn't want to spend more time than is necessary there. She's going to be exhausted when she's done as it is. Not to mention that she works till midnight Sunday night & then again at 9 am Monday morning. Oh what fun. *strong sarcasm*

So I'm going to stop babbling for the time being & take off for now. I hope that you're all having a super day. Cheers! Be safe! I'll try to be back sooner next time. Try being the key work in that sentence.

Vicky Ellen
" If nations could only depend upon fair and impartial judgments in a world court of law, they would abandon the senseless, savage practice of war."-Belva Lockwood

Quotey Quotedey Quotes!

Dearest My Peeps,

Dudes. Not too much is new. Pat totally came up tonight for awhile. He said that he enjoyed himself too. I'm glad. I was rather worried he wouldn't, in spite that I knew it was a stupid worry. We totally went up to the Irving for a minute, so I could get some halls & he could get something to eat & he got to meet Effie. Then we came back here for a few minutes, then we went to church. It went crazy longer than normal, it's generally out by 8:30, maybe 9. But it was 9:30 before we got back home. They hung around singing/praying & such after the preaching.

Anyhow, then when we came back home Mum totally invited Pat to stay & play some scrabble. IT was great. He totally won too and it was his first time ever playing. Then we went downstairs for a bit; I totally downloaded the new iTunes 7.0.2 to my computer (it prompted me to when I opened it) and then Pat totally authorized my computer to play the music bought with his iTunes account! I'm stoked; that was really super awesome of him! It basically means that if he buys music in iTunes, he can send it to me & I can play it. I can't use his account to buy anything, which is good. I know I wouldn't even if I could, but the temptation would be there. It's just much easier to keep temptation entirely out of the way, rather than having to resist it all the time.

But then, I don't go into the iTunes store very much anyway. I don't have an account set up because my credit card is crazy over the limit. I still make all my payments, but that's not the point. I can't use it, so I won't set up the account. I'd totally try to use it way too much if I had the account set up. But you CAN get prepaid cards for iTunes. So I'm considering investing in some of those. I'd still have to set up the account, but I wouldn't have to use my credit card to pay for the stuff. That'd be totally wicked! However, I'm just going to try to pay my credit card off first instead. The whole "keep temptation from being a temptation" thing again.

I've started to mostly just babble senselessly though. I only mostly came on to post a cool quote again. I might just start posting cool quotes that I find, rather than babbling at my poor dear peeps like I do. I dunno though, it just seems kinda mean to only post a quote. You get all excited becuase you see that I posted & then it's just some stupid quote. Well no, it wouldn't be a stupid quote, but that's not the point at all. I might just start having several at the end of each post, rather than just one too. I dunno for sure yet. We'll see.

Anyhow, to really stop babbling senselessly, happy day! Have a great one! Cheers! Be safe! Watch the mooses!

Vicky Ellen

"The most heroic word in all languages is revolution." & "Those who produce should have, but we know that those who produce the most - that is, those who work hardest, and at the most difficult and most menial tasks, have the least." & "I have no country to fight for; my country is the earth, and I am a citizen of the world." -Eugene V. Debs

Various things of randomness

Dearest My Peeps,
I've been coughing & wheezing all day. It's disgusting. It's the first time in ages that I've woken up congested. It's horrible. Ah well, I've been sitting around doing nothing for a while now & the resting up some helped a bit. Well, helped a lot actually. I'm feeling much better now. It's great.

I suppose it must have been a combination of going to much/tired/slightly virusy. I dunno, but I sure hope I'm not sick. I can't afford to miss work. At least my schedule this week isn't like 5 days right in a row. I work one day, off the next all week long.

Anyhow, I'm headed out for now. I'm going to go finish putting away my clothes & get to bed. I want to not be yucky tomorrow, so I can get to church in the morning. And then Pat's totally coming up for a bit tomorrow night, going to church with me & maybe coming up to the house for a while, so I should have my couch cleaned off so it can be utilized. I mostly just blogged because I found a totally awesome quote that I didn't want to lose, so I blogged to have a place to put it.

Cheers! Be safe!
Vicky Ellen
"Advertising is the art of convincing people to spend money they don't have for something they don't need." - Will Rogers

It's baaaaaccccckkkkkkk!!!!

Dearest My Peeps,
The title totally has eery music playing with it, just in case you didn't hear it when you read it. It's totally there. Winter has returned. Well, it's definately trying to return. It rained most of the day, it wasn't really cold. After dark the temperature dropped to the negative degrees & the rain thankfully stopped. But my car was still all wet, so the doors totally froze shut. ARGH! I had to get my coworker's drive to open it for me. I was totally tugging on it with both hands as hard as I could & I could NOT get it to open. The lad got out, tugged once, MAYBE twice & it popped right open. STupid door. I felt like such a blonde.

Not that I am blonde anymore. I totally got my hair dyed dark red. I'm thinking about going brighter red next time, but for now, I like it. I've always wanted red hair. I suppose, if I'd had it, I'd have hated it, but that's okay. I've always had red tints; it actually was starting to look copper if the light hit it right before I got it dyed. But I wanted red hair entirely, not sorta red that everybody calls brown.

Everything else is peachy keen. I definately need to get a portable hair-dryer. To be specific a chargeable one that doesn't need a plug in. Because the next step after door frozen shut is door frozen open. Stupid door.

Anyhow, I'm headed out. I'm going to clean my room up a bit Patrick is coming over for a bit on Sunday & nobody is allowed to see my room in the state that it's in, except like my immediate family. Even if he weren't coming over, I'd still have to clean; I've been finding bug carcasses again. I mean, carcasses are definately way better than live bugs, but I don't like bugs period. Dead or alive. Creepy things. If I didn't know better, I'd almost think God had created something entirely useless. But I'm sure they have their uses, even if the uses are entirely only to remind me that earth is not my permanant home. That's still a use.

And I need to get a couple of mouse traps. I think I've been hearing them in the walls again. I had one last winter. Daddy put down poison (forbid me to touch it, as if I'd want to anyway!) & a couple of traps with peanut butter on them. After a week or so I was standing upstairs & over a room and I heard this loud snap. I was talking to Daddy at the time and I was all like, "I bet I know what that was!" He didn't believe me, but when I came to my room 2 minutes later, sure enough, there was a mouse in the mouse trap. Poor mouse. Ah well, it's the stupid things own fault. If it has to exist, it needs to exist in such a way that I don't learn of it's existance. Very similar too spiders. If I don't know they're there, great. Once I do, I won't rest until they're dead & can't touch me. Scary monster beasts!

So I'm really going to go this time. Happy day!
Vicky Ellen
"There is not enough time for all the nothing that we want to do." -Bill Watterson

Word up! (or down, whichever you prefer)

Dearest My Peeps,

Howdy hidey ho! ... In regular english, hi, how're ya? Well, more regular-ish anyway. Ish being the key word in that sentence. How goes it in the world of make believe? Well I hope. If it doesn't go well, let me know. Also advise me of who needs to be beaten senseless/severely lectured/tsked at. The tsking is more likely to happen than the first two, but hey, you can always hope.

Not much is new. I spent the evening with Pat after work. That's sorta new. If I work I usually just go straight home afterwards. So that's sorta new. A little anyway. I must make sure not to neglect to mention that I throughly enjoyed myself too. I didn't really want to leave, but I knew that if I didn't, I'd stay WAY to late & end up being tired/cranky tomorrow night at work. Cranky ends up making me mean (well, sarcastic & cruel, same diff) and my coworkers do not deserve that. I mean, they can be annoying sometimes, but everybody can be annoying sometimes no matter who they are.

Even My Jacqui can be annoying, though I find this hard to wrap my mind around. ... So now I'm attempting to think of an example. I can't actually do it. I'm... hmmm... give me a second... I know. She just won't let me buy her everything I see that I think she'd like. HONESTLY! *flailing, unable to look overly frustrated* Since that took me about 15 minutes to come up, I'm going to stop trying. (If there were emoticons in this I'd have the flustered/embarassed one up now)

And that probably gives you an exmaple of how I can be annoying. I tend to over obsess about really stupid things. I also have this fondness for putting myself down. My Favourite always tsks at me when I do, as does my Jacqui & even an ex-coworker. I've been being better about it lately anyway, which is the point.

I'm going to stop though. If I'm not careful I'll be babbling & that's just wrong. Well, sorta. Sometimes. Right now anyway.

My foot hurts. Well, that's not entirely true. Tania (My Patrick's roommate) had some acetaminophin (spelling! it means no name tylenol) & that worked wonders. At French Camp 2001, I was at one of the theme parties (there was one every Friday & most Saturdays). I was dressed as a cactus (TexMex; you can do most anything with bristol board & some tape, if you're inventive). That's not important to the story though. I was wearing flat sandals, that buckled behind my heels & was walking semi-fast. I slipped sideways off the FLAT sandal, heard a funky crack, felt shooting agony & just assumed that I'd sprained it again or something. This was Friday night. Some of the people in charge helped me back to my room (upstairs at the other end of the campus of Saint Anne University) I promptly went on the all day tourist trip the next day, throughly enjoyed myself in spite that I could hardly walk. Anyway, The doctor came in every Thursday for common complaints (emergencies were rushed to the hospital about an hour away). My foot wasn't swollen, wasn't hardly bruised at all, but I could still hardly put any weight on it at all. I thought this was crazy odd & decided to go talk to the doctor.

She looked it all over. Told me that I'd quite broken it. If I wanted her to fix it properly, she'd have to take me to the hospital, break it again & then cast it. Apparently in that week it had started fixing itself, that awesome way our bodies have of trying to stay healthy all the time. I wasn't prepared to let her do that AT ALL! (It hurt already, I didn't need more pain! HONESTLY!) Well, I almost wish I'd let her now. Almost. My summer would have been ruined if I had, so it's still only almost.

However, I can be a pretty good barometre now sometimes. If my foot hurts right along the spot that was broken, it's going to do something wet withing at most 5 days. How many days it hurts for before the storm depends on said storm's severeity. I told a coworkedr on Tuesday that it'd rain within 3 days. It rained Thursday all day. Thursday night I told 2 difference coworkers that it was going to rain again before the week was over. They laughed at me because it was supposed to be a gorgeous weekend. It was nice Friday & today until about 5 or so. then it started to rain.

I should go check the weather station, but I think it's done raining for a couple days anyway, though it might be a bit gloomy/showery maybe. It doesn't always hurt everytime there is damp weather, but every time it hurts, there is damp weather ahead. So yeah, the weather guys say it's supposed to be nice till at least Wednesday. Maybe some clouds Monday, but mostly sunny. But then again, the other week I checked the weather before bed & it predicted rain for the next three days. I checked it the next morning immediately after getting up (less than 12 hours later) & it had changed to sunny for the next three days. I don't think they really know too much about what they're talking about.

However, it's bedtime for me. Lest I be cranky at work & all that. Besides, nobody is really online. I'm talking to Daved, but he's only sending minimal replies, with minimal words AND I'm sleepy. So yeah, it's off to bed for Vicky! HOORAY!

Cheers all! No hitting those mooses. The wily mooses (coming back to the emoticon bit, I'd have the winky guy in there)
Vicky Ellen
"Every burned book enlightens the world." -Ralph Waldo Emerson

Dudes. My Peeps.

Dearest My Peeps,

Hello out there to all my faithful readership. I take to my key board tonight to pen... er... type another blog entry. I cannot say precisely how long it will be, only time can tell that. Whilst I update, I am rewatching the Two Towers, extended edition. It is much louder than most of the movies I watch. I'd rather forgotten that. I actually had to turn it down. I mean, I know that I'm in the basement & the folks are upstairs, over several rooms from me, but that's not the point. I really don't want to wake them up. That'd just be rude. Honestly.

So I got to hang out with Pat tonight. I throughly enjoyed myself too, I might add. We watched Over The Hedge & The Break Up & an episode of The Family Guy. Over The Hedge was still amazing, The Break Up was alright & The Family Guy was stupid as it always is. It's really not my kind of humour. It's alright I suppose & I am pretty sure that I did laugh at it, but that's not the point.

Not that I'm entirely sure what the point is supposed to be. Ah well, it's all good. I got to spend the evening with my Favourite & that's the main thing. AND I thought that tonight was the only night this week we'd get to be together, since we both work tomorrow & Saturday & I work Sunday. However, we both get off at 5 on Saturday, so we're going to get together for awhile then too. HOORAY! *dance of glee* *well, movements of glee, not quite even resembling a dance, in spite of my best efforts*

Ah well, I tryed. That's the main thing.

I just read through an article that somebody wrote bashing JK Rowling. And then I read an editorial that throughly debased the original one. Oi. Honestly! Some people! Okay, to word it properly I read the article defending her first. I then used the links provided to read the original. However. http://www.mugglenet.com/infosection/opinion/fatfem.shtml It is definately an interesting read, that's for sure. Make sure to use the links provided & read the original article too. It's only fair. And also worth a really good laugh. If you can read it & not be appalled at how people can write articles knowing next to nothing about things.

Anyhow, I'm talking to My Jacqui, so I'm headed out for now so I can properly pay her attention. Have a great day!

Cheers!
Vicky Ellen
"Why are you running??" "Because I can't fly!" -Mee Shee Water Giant Movie Quote

Thanksgiving

Dearest My Peeps,

Heylo all. How're you doing this fine evening? I'm quite well, thanks, if you were asking. However, I suspect that you may have already known this. I'm generally always quite well when I blog now. Well, I think I am. I hope I am at least.

I have been really down & stuff for the past week or two & I totally couldn't figure out why. However somebody made the very valid suggestion of PMS. It's generally only right the same week as all that stuff, but who knows? I tend to get more depressed during the fall too for whatever reason, so maybe it was a combination of the two?

Anyhow, I'm doing much better now. Saturday afternoon/evening I was incredibly hyper/giddy. It was almost to the point of creepy/scary. Honestly, I haven't been like that in a REALLY long time. It was definately a flashback sort of experience for me. It was a nice change.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING! My folks went to one of my cousins weddings' this weekend. (Weddings galore!) They left Friday, came back Sunday. I ended up going to my Favourite's on Sunday & coming back today. It was a really good umm... well, not exactly weekend, but it was simply splendiferous. We left around 1 or so. When we got to Fredricton (where he's from) we hung out at his folk's place. There was a big turkey dinner. It was really good too. Two kinds of pie AND birthday cake (it was Pat's birthday on the 7th! HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAT!). I had a little bit of everything, of course. Holiday dinners simply do NOT come often enough. (76 days till Christmas!)

After that, we hung out some more. Then we went out & met up with one of his friends. We were going to go to a movie, but she didn't really want to, so we just sat around & talked at Diary Queen. They had icecream, I just had some Pepsi. (I was still WAY stuffed from supper) I did try some of Pat's blizzard though. It was Pumpkin Pie. It was VERY good. Just like the real thing in fact.

So after that we went back to his place & hung out with his sister & her boyfriend and watched a UFC dvd. I was quite surprised to find myself actually liking it. Me. Liking fighting. It was weird. I think it might be because it was real. Wrestling is mostly just a soap opera for men now (nothing personal to Dearest My Peeps who like wrestling) AND it's entirely fake. UFC was actually pretty real. There was some blood & everything. (And yes, the blood was my least favourite part, as I'm sure you expected.)

We went to bed after that. Got up sometime around 10:30 or later. There was a big breakfast. Bacon, Eggs, the whole 9 yards. It was very good. Mmmm. Bacon. Then we hung out a while more & left around 2 or 2:30. His Mum got pictures outside of me & him together and me, him & his two sisters together before we left. I think I might have been making a funny face, but I did make a brave attempt at a real smile. Ah well, time will tell.

On the way home we stopped in Doaktown at one of the little picnicy places. I was getting sleepy because it was so warm & the picnicy place had SWINGS! HOORAY FOR SWINGS! When we got back we stopped by the theatre & picked up tickets for "School for Scoundrels". We went back to his palce for a bit. Watched Tania (his roommate) play Spyro for a while, then we went back out to Blockbuster. I returned my new release movies & then we had Burger King, after which we went to the movie. It was hilarious! GAH! I nearly choked on my rootbeer at LEAST 5 times. At one point I was hacking/laughing and Pat was all like "Are you okay?" I was. It was just awesome. The DVD will be fun, that's for sure.

After the movie I took him home. I wanted to go in, but I knew if I did that I'd stay there for ages, so I went home instead. I resisted temptation & didn't stay out super late. For once. It sure was hard though. I quite sincerely enjoy every bit of time I get to spend with my Favourite. He's an amazing guy. ... I've blogged about this before though, so I'm going to stop. I'll make a brave attempt not to appear obsessive. Brave attempt being the two key words. ;)

On the way home from my Favourite's, I got a verbal warning for speeding. Oi. Well, it is the first time in 3 or 4 months, but still, that's SO not the point. The point is that the ONE TIME I SPEED! THE ONE TIME!!!

I was in a 50 zone. The 90 sign was just ahead. I was starting to pick up speed in anticipation of the 90 sign. The car behind me suddenly flicked on its lights. It was a Cop. As I immediately pulled over, I registered that I was going DEFINATELY over 70, probaboly over 75. It was a 50 zone. If I was 25 over the limit, he could probably have taken my lisence away from me (the fine definately would have jumped a lot anyway).

So, once I was stopped, I turned on my interior light & dug out my insurance/registration from the dash & roll down my window, meaning to be prepared for him. As he walked up I realized that my lisence was in my back pocket. Anyhow, he got to the window. "Hi dear. Do you know what the speed limit is in through here?" I was all like "Yes sir, It's 50 km per hour." So he came back with "Yeah, well I was following you & I was going over 70." Me "Yeah, I registered that fact when I saw your lights flick on & I was suddenly like " (I was getting slightly shrill, & flailing slightly that way I do. If he hadn't cut me off, I'd have starting babbling incessantly, I'm quite sure) He asked for my lisence & registration & insurance. I said "Most certainly" & dug my wallet out of my back pocket, making sure he noticed that I had to move my seat belt to do it properly.

I knew which part it was in. I keep my cards separated by government cards, membership cards, points cards and money cards. I have four holders, so it works well for all the cards. I was digging & got my social insurance. Then my medicare. Then somehow my church membership. (I immediately shoved that back in, hoping he didn't see it & feeling like an utter idiot) And finally my licence. I handed this to him & his radio started making scary noises while he looked at it. I started to hand him my registration/insurance, but he asked me to take it out of the holder. The radio kept being scary whilst I was & he said "I'll be right back!" He dashed back to his car for a minute (with my licence) & came up after a minute or so without his radio. I then handed him my registration & insurance. As he looked them over, he asked me if I had any other vehicle infractions.

"No sir, I do not." So he was all like "Well, I'm just going to give you a warning this time. Slow Down." I came back with "Yes sir, I mostly certainly will." He handed back my stuff & went back to his car, told me to have a good night & drive safe. I answered similarly and then procedded to put my stuff all away again. He shut off his lights whilst I was doing this. I didn't bother putting my wallet back in my pocket. He was waiting for me to move so he could pull a u-ey & go back that other way. I made sure to go exactly the limit the rest of the way home.

As soon as I saw his lights come on, I was immediately all, "Jesus, no. Please not now. I cannot afford a ticket. Please don't let me get a ticket. Jesus please don't let me get a ticket." And so on. When he went back to his car, I was all the same thing quite audibly. Whilst he was by my window, I was praying as hard as I could silently. Well I guess Jesus heard me & took pity on me. It was definately a relief. The most ironic bit is that for weeks on end now I've been trying really hard not to speed. Unless I'm super-uber-craziness late I'm rarely more than 5 over or under the speed limit; I use my cruise control. Even driving to AND from Fredricton yesterday & today I was super careful to go the limit. When I started I was averaging about 10 over. I saw a cop car in the distance, realized what I was doing & slowed up immediately without touching the brake. I made VERY certain to go the limit the rest of the time in the car.

The irony is that the ONE time I speed in AGES and AGES, I almost get a ticket! THE ONE TIME! HONESTLY! It's so... I dunno... just... unfair or something! Definately wrong anyhow.

Anyhow, I'm headed out for now. I am chatting with Patrick on MSN & he deserves my proper attention. Besides, this post is long enough without babbling on more. Have a super dee duper day.

Cheers!
Vicky Ellen
"Always do right. This will gratify some people and astonish the rest." -Mark Twain
(Wow. The irony of the quote. Goodness gracious me!)

Virusey Mania

Dearest My Peeps,

So yeah, one of my parents' computers has contracted a virus. Guess what I'm doing now? Running a through virus scan of MY computer to make sure that the stupid virus didn't jump across the network & attack Jo. Poor old Jo. She's not even fully paid for yet, she can't be sick! I mean she's mostly paid for, but still not entirely! I asked a lad at work & he said that viruses can jump networks, but there's no guarentee that they will. So the folks shut off the infected baby in hopes of preventing it from jumping suddenly & causing an epidemic. It's old anyway & really needed to be reformatted from scratch, so I suppose it's a good thing that it happened. This way they'll have a decent computer to use at last.

I daren't touch the share files in the meantime though. Dad's supposed to be taking the invalid in to a lad tomorrow to have him fixed, so that's all good too.

Not much else is new. I've been invited to Pat's for the weekend. Well, Sunday night & Monday, but still. It's mostly the weekend. The folks are away at a wedding/ anniversary getaway too, so it'll work out nice. I won't have to spend Thanksgiving alone, I'll get to spend it with my favourite & his way cool family. AND my Favourite will get home for a visit, however short it might be. Home is always awesome.

Anyhow, I'm messaging with my Favourite on MSN this very minute, so I'm going to stop blogging & go give him the proper amount of attention he deserves, rather than splitting it between him & something much less important like I am. Cheers!
Vicky Ellen
"It's the close encounters of the food kind! SAVE US ALL!" -Anonymous.

Actual Posting This Time

Dearest My Peeps,

I still can't seem to wrap my mind around the fact that I actually have peeps. It's just... I dunno... CRAZINESS! *flailing that way I do* More to the point, I have a boyfriend. Me. Maybe you don't understand the full magnitude of this. I have a boyfriend! ME!

I suppose though, boyfriends come and go & aren't necessarily all they are cracked up to be. The amazing bit is precisely who my boyfriend is. The fact that it's him is the important bit. I wasn't (amn't. Sorry, am NOT) the least bit interested in any of the other sops who 'like(d)' me. Honestly! They were (are) sops. They're alright guys, I guess, but defiantely NOT boyfriend material. I lucked entirely out & didn't get an "alright guy, I guess". I got a splendiferious, awesome, stupendously AMAZING guy, I KNOW!, who is DEFINATELY boyfriend material.

Pat & I will have been together for three offical months on October the 10th. I'm stoked. It's great. It's not that I have a boyfriend. That's not the point at all. The point is entirely that the boyfriend is Patrick Thomas Snow.

However, in case my Favourite is reading this (as I know he is, since it delivers right into his email inbox) I'll stop praising him before he gets all flustered. I mean, I know how amazing he is & try to make a point of reminding him of the fact on a regular basis, but I don't need to babble on & on about it. One, it's redundant. Two, I worry that it makes me look obsessive. (Hey, I'm aware that we all already know that I AM obsessive, but I don't need to be that obvious about it. {Only 84 days till Christmas! ;)} I mean, come on now! *innocent-ISH smirk*)

Speaking of which, I'm sleepy. Well, not that I really was speaking of it, but that's alright. I'm MSNing with my Favourite & I want to give him the proper attention he deserves, instead of jumping back & forth between there & here.

So yeah, be safe all. If you haven't been in touch lately, BE IN TOUCH! *glaring vindictively in the direction of those who don't keep in touch properly!* *feeling properly remorsefully guilty for glaring at my dear, preciously important peeps & apologizing most profusely for being so incredibly & awfully mean*

But still, keep in touch. Don't vanish into thin air. Since you're my peep, which ever one you are, you are way to important for that! WAY! My peep! MINE! And MY peeps are NOT allowed to vanish! NOT! NOT NOT NOT! *flailing again*

Anyhow, to actually stop ranting senselessly & do like I said I was going to & go, cheers! Be safe!
Vicky Ellen

"Never put off till tomorrow what you can put off until the day after." -MirrorMask Movie Quote

Randomness.

Word.

Stuff & Nonsense, the stuff of the life of me.

Dearest My Peeps,

Howdy hey out there in the land of make believe. How goes it this fine night?? I'm doing quite well. I was maybe going to go to Pat's after work, and that didn't work out, but I suppose it's okay, mostly because it has to be. I've been working mostly days, so Mum and I have been travelling together. She got in the car tonight & asked if I was up for eating out. Of course I was up for eating out! She asked if I had any suggestions. Of course I immediately thought of Dairy Queen. It's been so long since I've eaten there. It was very good. I've discovered that I like Burger King poutine better, which almost seems like blasphemy, but ah well. It's all good.

Then we came home & I promptly had a pretty dose of the runs. Honestly. It wasn't even a half hour later. Well, I guess that old lady from church was right. She said that she could "never eat at Diarrhea Queen, the awful place". I can see her point. It's great food, and worth the pain once in a while, but not on a regular basis. It's the only place I am guaranteed to have problems after I eat there. If I frequent other fast food joints too often they tend to cause the same problems. But if I moderate properly, there's nary a concern. Dairy Queen doesn't matter how much I moderate. Tonight was the first time in at least 3 or more months since I've been there. Still, it was good. They actually give a decent amount of pickles when you ask for pickles on your grilled chicken. Burger King is cheap & only puts two on it. Ah well, c'est la vie. The fact that I can eat fast food as often as I do says something & I really shouldn't been complaining about it.

Honestly, it seems almost sacrilegious. God has blessed me with so much & I whine that I want more. It's disgusting, that's what it is. I don't need more stuff. I don't need more food. I get lots. I don't need more clothes. I have lots. I could definitely use a new pair of black dress pants for work, but I don't need them. I have 2 or 3 pairs of khaki coloured men's pants that I COULD wear if I wasn't so fussy. I have been wearing one of them on a semi-regular basis lately. But I just don't like them. I don't feel pretty in them. Honestly. I want to wear girl's pants that flatter what little figure I have. I don't want to wear men's pants & feel masculine. I'm not masculine, so I shouldn't have to feel like I am.

On a side note, lest I venture into areas of self-deprecation forbidden me by both Pat & Jacqui, (the smarties, I really need to listen to them more), I just discovered the spell check feature of blogger. It's great! I don't' have to worry so much about backspacing to fix my typos. I just have to hit the spell check button & it highlights my mistakes for me. Then when I click on the highlighted word, it gives me a list of appropriate options. It's amazing! Mostly. If I "hte" instead of "the" it doesn't give me "the" in the list, but it still highlights it, so it's still great.

Anyhow, I work at 9 am, so I'm headed out for bed. It's only 10, but I've been trying to get a decent night's sleep lately, so it's not so hard first thing in the morning. Let's just say it's a good thing that if I open it's usually alone.

So yeah, happy day! Cheers!
Do be safe!
Vicky Ellen

"Some people don't hesitate to speak their minds because they have nothing to lose." Krystle 'En' MacDonald.