This weekend I plan to watch as many movies as humanly possible.

So far, so good.

I lived to be another year older!!!

A great idea from leisurebeing, SCRABBLE!

e-scrabble.com, use dawnzerly @ uniserve dot com

I wanna play damn it!

20 more sleeps!

and on my birthday wish list, just incase anybody cares, are these glasses. I really want a set to go with the lovely coctail set my mum gave me for christmas.

Well my Christmas was shit, big surprise there.

Can I spend just one Christmas with my family where I'm not reduced to tears?

I'm now house-sitting until January. I love the house I'm house sitting, and the cats are great. One hates me, one loves me. I'm hoping by the end of this stay the one that hates me trusts that I am not horrible and I'm really good for treats, hugs, pets, and love.

There's no food in the house and I'm hungry. I can't decide whether I should go out and get something or if I should just do the lazy, easy thing and order pizza.

Codeine leaves a really weird, semi-metallic sort of taste in my mouth. I don't like it. Actually, there's very little about codeine I do like. The stopping of coughing is about it really. I could do without the dizzy spells, the space cadet feeling, the hiccups (I don't know why but I get the worst hiccups when I take this stuff), the dry mouth, the dehydration and the constipation (all opiates have that particularly lovely side effect. I bet you really wanted to know). On the upside I'm not coughing so hard I lose control of all bodily functions so I can eat again without fear that my lunch will be revisiting me shortly. Though another side effect from the codeine is lack of appetite.


I have a fireplace in front of me, a cat sleeping at my feet, and a great wireless connection. I think the next two weeks are going to be lovely.

Sometimes working out at the airport is really cool. Mornings like this morning make me glad I work out here.

It's interesting to see how much airtraffic has increased the last couple of days.

Superpitcher is mad bomin'

So I'm creating a CD for a CD swap that Mr. mattholland has put together and I'm extending the offer to those of you that aren't part of the CD swap.

My CD is "CanCon, All Canadian, All The Time!", basically a bunch of music that is Canadian and I happen to love. It's not all good, but I love it.

If you don't know what Cancon is, you can read about it here.

I've managed to rediscover quite a bit of music I used to love when I was a teenager because of this project.

Anyway, if you want a copy of the CD let me know and I'll make you one.

I'm tired of coughing so hard I throw up.

my breakfast consists entirely of food/drink that came out of a package and required hot water.

Oatmeal and hot chocolate.

My oatmeal isn't very good, I think they put too much salt in it.

Why do medical alert bracelets have to be so damn ugly?

I really wish people would stop counting down the days until christmas. I don't really care how many shopping days are left, I don't care about your christmas tree crisis, and I really, really, don't care about how expensive christmas has gotten, you've brought it all upon yourself.

I don't like christmas. I haven't liked it since about 1996. That might have been the last good christmas. I don't buy everybody presents because it's expected of me, and I certainly don't spend money I don't have, and I haven't had a tree since I lived with my mum. I also do all my shopping in one day.

How do I do all my shopping in one day? Easy. I put thought into my gifts. I keep in mind what people say, how they react to things around them, and generally know when they are going to like something. If I get the feeling that I can find the perfect gift for somebody, I buy it. If I can't find the perfect gift, I don't get them one. Any gift that hasn't had full thought put into it isn't a gift worth giving.

This year my whole family is getting tea. I'm going over to Nanaimo in a week and a half to do my shopping. I already know which tea I'm getting which person. It's just a great gift. My family has tea every single time we get together, even if it's a 20 minute visit. My mum drinks tea every Sunday morning while she watches tv to start her lazy day. My stepdad drinks it because it's healthy. It's just something my family does and I think it's the perfect gift.

One of the best memories I have of christmas would have to be a couple of years ago, must have been christmas 2000. I got the best christmas present I never got to use. Glyn bought me the most beautiful teapot (along with a plastikman record), it was a gorgeous teapot but it poured for shit. Tea everywhere. He took it back to exchange it though I never did get anything else. I wish I had kept that teapot, flawed as it was. My mum got me a teapot that same year. It pours like a hot damn but has no style.

It wasn't just getting such a great gift (though I do like presents, at all times, not just christmas) I loved that christmas because it was what christmas was supposed to be, family, friends, being thoughtful. So maybe 1996 wasn't the end of good christmasses, maybe it was just the end of good christmasses with my family.

All I want this year is for christmas not to suck. Next year I'm heading to Mexico.

Piss or get off the pot already.

Thanks.


Dear Canadians

Quit bitching about the Americans.

Hugs and kisses,

Dawn.

It's time I started keeping a flask in my drawer.

things still aren't right, but they are getting there.

It's hard work.

I'd like to thank Kuma for being a musical genius. If it wasn't for being able to listen to his wonderful drone and bass mixes while I'm stuck at work doing some serious overtime, trying to get ready for term start, I would be buggy by now.


edit: I'd like to add my thanks to KFO, that fine, talented, motherfucker.