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oh pretending to work and getting paid. I <3 this.

I know, I haven't posted in a while. I think I might start again. I like keeping a journal in that I like to be able to go back and see read where I was a year ago, two months ago, 5 years ago. I've never been very good at it, as you can see though. LJ has my best journal record though, I can't keep paper ones at all. They all have a few days, weeks, the longest have a few months in them, but nothing more.
I just like keeping track of the little things, things that seem mundane, but are fun to read about after.

For instance, today I'm have a very relaxing day, my current show is open, today is a day off, and later Patrick and I are going to curl up and watch Doctor Who. It's a good day. :)

Well, a New Year. Let's look at last year.
In 2006 I (in chronomological order):
-actually officially moved out of home
-graduated university
-moved in with the greatest guy in the world.


I've had a pretty sweet year.

Well I haven't posted in what seems like a few million years, but I just want to let the world know that I AM MOVING ON FRIDAY!
Moving in with my amazing boyfriend in a wonderful downtown apartment.

Wow.

I'm the luckiest person alive.

So that car problem? It was the trasmission. It needs replacing. Entirely.

What fun.

So I graduate from university tomorrow (Thursday). I'm going home for this extravaganza, because mum and dad want to watch.

I left work and drove in to the city to catch the plane. At the first light off the highway, a random light (it said 'HOLD') started flashing on my dashboard. It stopped when I drove on. It happened again, a few lights later, but stopped when I drove. I arrived at Patrick's house and tried to park. I couldn't reverse. It took a lot of effort and sounded something like "revrevrevrevrevrevTHUNK*roll a tiny bit*". Repeat until in proper place.

I looked up the random light in the handbook (am I the only person that actually uses a car's handbook?) and it means 'the transaxle has an electrical fault' DO NOT DRIVE YOUR CAR. oops. After a small freak-out, I left car, key, and insurance (I was going to take it with me so we could transfer the car to me) with said boyfriend. He'll hopefully have time to get it to a Mazda dealership and get them to treat it.
Phoned dad, freaked out a bit. He gave me the Victoria Mazda dealership number, so the one here can phone them and get the car's history. He doesn't think it'll be too big, but I think he was saying that to calm me down.

We got to the airport and I checked in only to be told that no, my flight isn't leaving at 9:15pm, it's leaving at 10:40pm. And my knitting is in my suitcase, as the flight is only an hour, and I wasn't expecting a long wait. bah. Oh well, we got a bit more time together than I thought, and now I have a good book to amuse me. Using the internet right now though so the book will last the whole flight.

boo.

Today's plan:
9am - get in the 3-ton theatre truck with the ATD. She and I were to go into Calgary, stop at two places, pick stuff up, and be back in time to eat at the staff caf before it closes at 1:30pm.
Here's what actually happened.

We arrived early at the theatre, couldn't find the keys.
Wait for the TD to come in, he finds us the spare set. We go out to the truck and find the original set still in the ignition.
The ignition has been on since the truck was last used (by the TD, may I add) about a week ago.
Call Maintenance to get someone to jumpstart it.
Ever tried to jumpstart a 3-ton truck? That took 45 minutes.
So we're finally on our way, and as we're a truck, when we get to the weigh scales, we have to stop. We stop. We roll forward. We roll backward. We get pulled over.
Two bored old men decided they'd have some fun, and talk to the two girls driving a truck, none of those nasty male truck drivers. That takes half an hour.
We get into town, get to our places, pick our crap up, load it in, etc. We were late, they were waiting, but we got it in fast.
We hadn't been planning on stopping for lunch, but now it was about 2, so we stop at the Tim Horton's in Canmore for lunch. We are both craving chili.
They have no chili.
Or bacon.
Or tuna.
Or cheese.
Or chicken.
In fact, if you don't want egg salad, well, they have bagels. And stale donuts.
Starting tomorrow, the Canmore Tim's will be run out of a trailer in the parking lot, because of renovations. They will only be serving coffee, so they have been letting their food supplies run out.
There's an Esso right next to the Tim's, so we go to fill up. We realise that there seem to be 2 gas tanks on this thing. We conclude that they must be joined some how, and start filling the passenger side one. It takes $115 of gas.
She pulls the Esso card out of the little book that stays in the truck (there's also a Petrocan and a Shell card. There's also a Petrocan across from the Esso we're at).
She comes back. The Esso card expired in December. Luckily she has enough on her Visa for the gas.
We get back at about 3:45, without hitting any deer, which we decided was a minor miracle.
I go back to my desk, sit down, start doing my office thing. I'm uncomfy (stupid chairs) so I decide to sit cross-legged. I do so. I look down, and realise that my pants have a large rip in them. Inner upper thigh, about 5 inches big. I have no idea where it came from, or how long it was there. But that's a rather large hole in a pretty personal area.

This brings the total of my pants in Banff to:
Ripped: 3
Unripped: 2 (and one of these is dress pants)

Only I can get away with wearing the other ripped pants, I don't mind if my knees are hanging out. This new area? Not so much.


But it was so much more fun than a day in the office! I wanna do it again!

So. Hello. I haven't updated in ages, I know. My internet at home hasn't been working, and I'm not a fan of posting from work. But I need something to do.

Work is rather boring. ALthough last night at 5pm we got a call saying the entire town of Banff has been put on a boil water alert, so we went all battlestations and made signs, found plastic bags and tape, and covered the whole building in 'do not drink the water!!' signs.

Last night was also cool because I got to go to a Barenaked Ladies concert, for free. Well, for the price of the taxi to the Banff Springs. Which is a damn cheap concert ticket, when you split that between 4 people in the taxi. There was this huge convention thing of people from the states (a restaurant chain called Texas Roadhouse, they're all filthy rich) who basically just said 'we want that' and they have so much money, that they got what they wanted. But they used our theatre Monday, so we got passes as a thank you. I caught a guitar pick!

My free time has been spent climbing and knitting, and weekends in Calgary. I'm knitting mum a lave scarf for her birthday which is much closer now than it was when I ordered the yarn of eBay, so most evenings are TV adn knitting. This weekend isn't a Calgary weekend (sigh) but I will get a lot of knitting done, hopefully.

ack. work calls.

holy crap it's snowing a lot.

I've kissed someone...
01. [x] on the cheek.
02. [x] on the lips.
03. [x] on their hands or fingers.
04. [x] in my room.
05. [x] in their room.
06. [x] of the opposite sex.
07. [ ] of the same sex.
08. [x] a little younger than me.
09. [x] a little older than me.
10. [x] with black hair.
11. [x] with curly hair.
12. [x] blonde hair and blue eyes.
13. [x] with red hair.
14. [x] with straight hair.
15. [ ] shorter than me.
16. [ ] with a lip ring.
17. [x] who I truly love/loved.
18. [x] who was drunk.
19. [x] who was high.
20. [x] in the morning.
21. [x] right after waking up.
22. [x] just before bed.
23. [x] late at night.
24. [ ] who I had just met.
25. [ ] who I really didn't want to kiss.
26. [x] just talking not dating.
27. [x] on a bed.
28. [ ] in a graveyard.
29. [ ] at school.
30. [x] against a wall.
31. [x] at a show.
32. [ ] at the beach.
33. [ ] at a concert.
34. [ ] in a pool.
35. [x] who was/is a good friend.
36. [x] in the rain.
37. [ ] with an std.
38. [x]in the shower.
39. [x] in a car/taxi/bus.
40. [x] in the movies.
41. [x] in a bathroom/laundry room.
42. [x] in the dark.
43. [ ] on a roof top.
44. [ ] under water.
45. [x] while driving.
46. [ ] a stranger.
47. [ ] more than one person at once.
48. [x] crying.
49. [ ] goodbye forever.
50. [x] when I was drunk.
51. [ ] who didn't speak English.
52. [ ] in a hot tub.

Wow haven't posted in ages, time for a quick catch-up.
I've been working here in the office. Not terribly exciting really.
I've been to Calgary every weekend but one since I've been here. :)
I've been going to the gym, just to use the climbing wall, and am slowly buying up climbing gear. Hurrah for MEC. I feel stronger, but I think I need to go to the actual gym too.
This weekend I am earning some extra money. :D Tonight I am ushering here at the theatre. For that I will be an actual paid employee, not a 'workstudy'. Yay $10/hr for ripping tickets.
Saturday I am getting up at an ungodly hour to get into a car with our head stage carp and go to Lake Louise. There's some thing (no clue what) going on at the Chateau that needs two follow-spot ops. They normally call us for staffing issues like that, as we're a theatre. This Saturday everyone is working. Almost everyone. So they're getting someone good (head stage carp with 20+ years of theatre experience) and me. I have never operated one of these so-called contraptions before. But Saturday I will be, for 8 hours at $18.00 an hour. For $18/hour I can learn anything. Plus, it's something I've wanted to learn, and the Centre won't let me. So I say ha! to them, and go and get paid on my day off to do it.
I am getting a 10-minute quick course in spot op tonight, before the show.

I have also been knitting. See my gallery of stuffs! The socks are close to done. I hope to finish them Saturday, as although I'm working for 8 hours, it's a 4 hour shift, 4 hour break, 4 hour shift. Next is a lace scarf/stole thing for mum for her birthday. Ordered the yarn off eBay and it hasn't arrived. We're getting down to the wire here, in knitting terms. A lace stole in a month? mmmm, iffy. Note to self: research lace knitting after posting.

I kinda have internet at home. Stealing someone's wireless signal, and it's very weak, works about 50% of the time and is very slow, so I don't bother too much. Right now I have my laptop here at work, which works very well.

-32 with windchill. NOT. COOL.

It's going to be one of those days.
I took my pyjama pants off, put them in the laundry, and then went looking under my pillow for pyjama pants. NO heather, NO going to work in PJs. bad. Put on real clothes. So I did.

But I still have internet at home, so all is good.

Tomorrow is FRIDAY!! YAYAYAY!

Ladies and gentlemen, I believe I have internet at home.

*pause*

Yep, it's still here. Now as long as I never move my computer again, I'm good.
This is a really uncomfortable position....

work is so boring i'm updating from here. am so bored and blah and just 'meh' about almost everything that i can't even manage capital letters. they're just too perky and excited about stuff.

am browsing ebay for knitting wool. for no particular reason, and i'm not planning on buying unless i see some randomly great deal. i just need something to do. omg i want to go back to my apartment and sleep. or, even better, start my weekend now and head into Calgary. Thinking about that has made my capital letters come back. Hurrah!

so yeah. am bored. am tired for no particular reason. am feeling discontent with my job and what they have me doing. in short, it's a case of the february blues. or blahs. or both. it'll go away soon (say..... Friday Night!) but right now i just want to crawl into my bed for the rest of the day.

i've boiled the kettle here in the office for tea twice now and forgotten about it until the water is cold again.

So I realised that I could use the hour between climbing class and work to do fun internet stuff on my own computer, if I brought it to work with me. This is smarts. I'm sitting in the Sally B, which is gym downstairs and has a cafe-thing upstairs. Had me a nice little snack before climbing and am now using the wireless internet. Hurrah for that. Still no word on internet back where I live, 200 feet lower than here.

Yes, my walk to work every morning has an altitude change of 200 feet. I'm a mountain goat, me.

Spent this last weekend in Calgary, I had Friday (almost) off, so it was a three day wonderful thing. I even came back here Monday morning, so I squeezed an extra night in there, which was nice. :) This weekend I am going in again, Friday evening this time, to go see a show, and then spend another great weekend with my Patrick. *cuddle*

It might look like I updated last night, I did that just now, only I backdated it. I like composing entries right then, right in the moment, so I made use of the Mac's lovely Stickies feature, and have decided that instead of just writing the entries in my head and then forgetting them when I do get to some internet, I'll write a Sticky (computer post-its!) and then backdate the entry. I started this journal mainly to have a record, see where I was years/months/weeks ago, what I was doing, and it's harder to see stuff like that when you've got a month condensed into one day.

Also, I was drunk when I wrote that one, and I enjoy rereading drunk posts. They're always amusing.

Safari is being retarded and not liking LJ (it's because they altered the domain names, now there's too many redirects and it crashes Safari) so I'm using Firefox, which I installed and never really used before. I just need to export my bookmarks to this one adn I'll be fine.

I was referred to as an 'office wench' last night. Along with Rosie. It was 'and the office wenches aren't allowed to go home, even though they work in the morning'.

No new Lost tonight, very sad.

We had a 'working lunch' today, which meant the three of us got to eat in the main dining room. So naturally I stuffed myself full of good food and amazing desserts. This meant that when we got to the 'working' part of the lunch, I was practically asleep on the table. I was like that up until about an hour ago.

I missed yoga Monday, I just felt too lazy. I really didn't feel like climbing, but I need to work out, otherwise I'll just turn into a giant tortellini. Andrew, my co-worker offered to teach me to play squash, when I mentioned something about playing tennis in school. Working in an office and playing squash with a co-worker seems a little.... I don't know. Corporate or something. 80s. But it is exercise. I think I may need to inform him that I was never actually good at tennis. I can't backhand to save my life, so I just switch the raquet to my left hand, or run fast enough to the other side of the court so it isn't a backhand. You can't do that in squash. I know. Elaine, my roommie for 4 long years played squash (I always annoyed her by calling it 'squish') and it's a lot of backhand. Moreso than tennis.

I think I'll stick with climbing, yoga, and maybe the rowing machine soon.

Liberated some sticky stuff from the office today so I could put up pictures. So far on my wall I have:
Me and a Hoo Doo
Me and Patrick
Patrick
Ashley and Patrick
Ashley and Nicole
Nicole and Nancy
Lindsay
the town of Banff as seen from Sulphur mountain.

Roomate #3's boyfriend has stayed the past few nights. It's all cool, I mean, if I complain, what'll she say about Patrick staying here? But they sleep on the living room floor. Which is good for roommate #2, because then they aren't in #3's bed, which is a foot and a half away from #2's, but when I go to make breakfast in the morining I feel guilty because they're asleep and I want to turn on lights and make noise. I did it in the semi-dark today, which was fine, because it was just cereal, but I wanted to read like I always do over breakfast but I didn't because I was too nice to turn the light on.

Then I thought I'd have a night in so I poured myself a strong Bailey's & milk. Then Tim & Rosie came over with gin and tonic, and they poured me a strong one. Then I got ninjad innto going out with various theatre people, where I went to two bars with them before calling it a night. They're at bar #3 right now, out of who knows how many. So I'm kinda squiffy.

On our way to the bar, I was just following people when I realised that they were taking the short cut. The short cut is across the riverr. Not the bridge, the river that is frozen. The bits closer to the bridge are not frozen, but where we were is apparently safe. And we all made it, so that was cool, but had I not had that Bailey's and the gin, I would've been very very very scared instead of 'hmm... this seems like a bad idea. oh well'.

Yay Calgary on Friday. hurrah! Leaving work early to go see Patrick! hurrah!

Possibly doing a belay course this coming Monday.

Roommate #3's boyfriend left the toilet seat up. The nerve.

Staff caf is offering 'Trotline and Tomato Sauce' for lunch. I'm hoping that's just a badly mangled Tortelini, because Trotline really does not sound appetizing.

Wilson Pickett died, which is very sad. I think I may need to go back home and listen to his greatest hits, which I luckily have on here. Oh Mustang Sally...
I've got him doing a versio of Hey Jude, which is cool. And Sugar Sugar, which is much better than the Archies version. Although a lot of version of that song are better than the Archies version. And somehow I've collected 3 copies of Land of 1000 dances.

If you will join me in a mark of our respect:

Wow! Uh! You know I feel alright! Huh! I feel pretty good y'all
Uh! Huh!
Na na-na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-na
Come on y'all, let's say it one more time
(Na na-na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-na )
Ooow!

Hello LJ!

Well, it's the weekend, I don't have to work for two days, so I thought I would take my computer for a walk down to the Starbucks to find us some internet. Still no access in the apartment, although I tried all corners and places in it. I found another password protected network, but nothing I can use.

Don't really know what to say. I've been pretty busy at work, and I've been trying to go to the gym regularly. I need to go sometime this weekend, actually. I've taken up climbing, which is amazing fun. I'm going to do the belay course next month too. I really like it.

The Friday nights so far have been D&D nights with all the other people in the department, and they invited me along, even when I said I'd never done it before. I'm an elf rogue. :)

It's freaking cold. And the heat in our appartment is iffy. I've been sleeping with a fleece blanket on top of my flannel-covered down duvet.

We got a phone on Wednesday, which is cool. I like being able to talk to people.

Work is busy, we're in a really crazy busy time right now. That should die down a bit after this week though. I get the boss's credit card so I can book hotels. mwahahaha. No, no I haven't made any amazon purchases on it. yet. heh.

I was parking my car outside yesterday, and wanted to get close to the plug-in, as my extension cord is but short, and I thought the snowdrift I was driving into was soft and fluffy. It was the hard and icy type of snowdrift, so I broke the frame on my license plate, and bent the plate in half. It's all right though, it doesn't look like it'll come off, and the frame was just the dealer's thing.

I've been knitting too, I think I'll finish mitten number one of two today. It's fluffy and warm, but only comes up to my first knuckles so far.

TIm and his girlfriend came over the other night and they and me and my roommate watched a few episodes of Freaks & Geeks. It's great, it is so high school, but it is SO AWKWARD it hurts to watch. Only you can't turn it off. Today I plan to knit and finish watching the Last Exile. Tomorrow may be Invader Zim, although I do feel like re-watching some episodes of Firefly.

It's dad's birthday soon, and I have no clue what to get him. argh.

We're getting another roommate tomorrow. I ahve the single room, so it won't be a huge change for me, but the apartment works really well for two. Three will be cramped.

Oh, and not this week's LOST, but last week's? (the Eko one) OMG THAT WAS FREAKY. Best yet, in this season, I think.