Sunday, July 30, 2006

I say goodbye, and you say hello.

And so ends the Blogathon 2006.

Season two > Season three

Project Runway is my favorite show. Reality tv is usually pretty horrendous by all accounts, but if you're at all interested in fashion or Heidi Klum, check this out. Season three is running in Canada Monday nights at 8:00 on NBC, and I think this year we're only one week behind the states! This is the musical montage for last season's wrap up.



Also, this is my second to last entry so I figure I'll say a quick thanks to everyone who kept up and for all those who commented with what they could. And thanks to my sponsors, past, present, and future!

Luna Lovegood

"No, I think I'll just go down and have some pudding and wait for it all to turn up.... It always does in the end."

WHO REMEMBERS THIS SHOW

I JUST REMEMBERED THAT OMNI ONE USED TO PLAY WHOSE LINES RE-RUNS EVERY WEEKNIGHT AND I WAS OBSESSED, AND THEN THEY SWITCHED IT TO LAW & ORDER: SVU, AND AT FIRST I WAS LIKE, EW, GROSS, WHAT THE HELL. AND THEN I WAS LIKE, HEY, INTRIGUING, MUST WATCH ALL THE TIME. COINCIDENCE?


The industrius prostitute

Michel Gondry actually directed Dave Chappelle's Block Party. So there's Dave, Michel, and MOS DEF. I love all three.

"Bury us," they said

1. Are you wearing a necklace? Nein.
2. Does your computer have a mouse? Nada.
3. Crush? Non.
4. What color is your shirt? Brune.
5. How many bedrooms do you have in your house? Student housing, so seven.
6. What song are you listening to? Alive in 85 - Broken Social Scene
7. What was the last mall you've been to? The Pen
8. Are you alone? Dekker is actually driving me nuts. I think he's bored and keeps coming downstairs and yelling at me. He should just go to bed. Idiot.
9. Do you have any older siblings? Ross.
10. What is the last thing you ate? Nachos and cheeeeeese.
11. Who was the last person to come over to your house? Portia was with me for an entire week. She lasted longer than Ed.
12. Who was the last person to call you? My mum.
13. Who was the last person who texted you? Evan.
14. What should you be doing? This. HOW INSANE IS THTA.
15. Who is the last person you IMed? People keep IM'ing me. Just say messaged.
16. Did you go out to eat yesterday? We brought in Swiss Chalet for the grandparents.
17. What are you thinking right now? I don't think.
18. What color are your pants? Black and green reversable shorts.
19. What color is your keyboard? Black.
20. What do you feel like eating/drinking? Nothing.
21. Are you in college? One more freakin' year.
22. What is the last phrase you wrote? I actually coined the term "bargain buggee" and that seems to have caught on.
23. Are you bored? Just sleep deprived.
24. How many teeth do you have? Just the one.
25. Do you wear glasses? Nothing's funny about glasses. Unless they're coke bottle glasses. Damn.
26. What color are your shoes? I have shoes?
27. Last thing you drank? Rum.
29. What are you doing right now? Jess sort of drifts in and out of my line of sight, and I had to hide peanuts from the cat because a) he shouldn't be stealing food, and b) I worry that he's allergic to some foods. And I'm kind of just staying awake. It's just so damn boring.
30. What are the last words you said? "Don't eat the peanuts,"
31. Do you have clothes on? Not if I can help it.
32. Best part about today? The fact that in four hours I can sleep.
33. If you could be anywhere right now where would it be and with whom? In bed with Brown Bear and Chester.
34. Do you like llamas? We've had our disagreements in the past but I hold no grudges.
35. Do you have a cut on your pointer finger? I have a lazer on my pointer.
36. Where is your cell phone? Waiting for your call. Ring a ding ding.
37. Do you have any friends named Robbie? I did once. He was never the same after that trip to the zoo.
38. Do you have any friends names Nikki? I knew a girl named Nikki actually, yes. She thought I was dating someone I wasn't.
39. Do you have any friends named Mary? No.
40. What were you doing last night? Canoe ride, and this. And, yeah. This.

WHAT HAPPENED TO ANDRE

I saved the best for last. I don't know if it's the time of day or what, but this clip was even more hillarious than normal.


VX. Is that 50 or 15? I think 15 would be XV. Do we know Bob Broker?

1. Your name spelled phonetically?:
jeh si ka

2. Where were your parents raised?
Mum: Zimbabwe, then Toronto. Father: Western Ontario

3. What is the last thing you downloaded onto your computer?
You mean apart from porn?

4. What's your favorite restaurant?
Turtle Jack's I guess.

5. Last time you swam in a pool?
A long, long time.

6. Have you ever been in a school play?
Yes.

7. How many kids do you want?
Nein.

8. Type of music you dislike most?
Country. Yee haw.

9. Are you registered to vote?
Yes.

10. Do you have cable?
Yes.

11. Have you ever ridden on a moped?
I don't think that's what he called it, no.

12. Ever prank call anybody?
I've watched.

13. Best friends?
P & J!

14. Would you go bungee jumping or sky diving?
Yes. Let's go.

15. Furthest place you ever traveled?
Florida? How lame am I.

16. Do you have a garden?
No. It would die if I did.

17. What's your favorite comic strip?
They all make me do that head-thrust-and-laugh-through-my-nose thing that's never really justifiable.

18. Do you really know all the words to your national anthem?
Yes.

19. Bath or Shower, morning or night?
Showers at night. Baths are nice too, though.

20. Best movie you've seen in the PAST MONTH?
Royal Tenebaums, Life Aquatic.

21. Favorite pizza topping?
Pepperoni

22. Chips or popcorn?
SMARTFOOD.

23. What is your favorite rock band?
Mick Jagger, where are ya.

24. Have you ever peed somewhere besides the toilet?
Ahahahaha, I have a lake for a backyard here. You tell me.

25. Have you ever been in a talent show?
Yes! For the piano.

26. Orange Juice or apple juice?
APPLE.

27. Who was the last person you went out to dinner with and where did you dine?
Ross and Portia, we went to TJ's and heard Christmas songs in July.

28. Favorite type chocolate bar?
I'm not a huge fan of choclate bars.

29. When was the last time you voted at the polls?
The last time there was an election. I did early voting and ended up being home the Monday it was happening anyway.

30. Last time you ate a homegrown tomato?
Never.

31. Have you ever won a trophy?
Maybe a pizza trophy.

32. Are you a good cook?
I'm no Ronald McDonald but I'd shag Curtis the Take Home Chef.

33. Do you know how to pump your own gas?
Ahahaha, with assistance, yes.

34. Ever order an article from an infomercial?
No. But they look handy.

35. Sprite or 7-up?
Sprite.

37. Last thing you bought at a Walgreens?
Don't have Walgreens.

38. Ever thrown up in public?
No.

39. Would you prefer being a millionaire or find true love?
Millionaire. I'll buy me some lovin'.

40. Do you believe in love at first sight?
Now you're just pissing me off.

41. Can exes be friends?
It's been rumoured to lead to disaster.

42. Who was the last person you visited in a hospital?
Siggy.

43. Did you have a lot of hair as a baby?
I was a monkey, yes.

44. What message is on your answering machine that's left for you?
What?

45. What's your favorite car color?
Silver and black.

46. What was the name of all your pets ever owned?
Jemima, Christie, Agata, Silly, Dekker.

47. What things are in your backpack?
Nein.

48. Favorite thing to do before bedtime?
Seriously?

49. What is one thing you are grateful for today?
Brainstorming.

50. What are you thinking about?
How I am actually supposed to be up at this hour. Sweet jesus.

Four for four (40)

Since this is post number 4-0, I've decided I'll do a four-themed survery.

Four details about you...
1. Some may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one.
2. I have no worthwhile experiences of my own, and thus rely on other people to teach me the ways of the world.
3. I hide behind pretty words.
4. I have psychotic cats and co-exist quite peacefully with them.

Four details about your appearance right now...
1. My stomach is pudgey.
2. My wrists are tiny.
3. My legs haven't been shaved in three? Three days.
4. My hair is down to my knees.

Four things you did yesterday...
1. Almost missed the blogathon, but woke up and checked in on it right when I woke up.
2. Went for a canoe ride backwards.
3. Watched Harry Potter.
4. Devised one of the greatest plays ever written with some girl off the internet.

Four memorable things you did in the last year...
1. Moved out.
2. Got a job (hahaha, last year)
3. Passed all my classes.
4. Just kept swimming.

Four favorite bands...
1. Broken Social Scene
2. The Flaming Lips
3. Elliott Smith
4. Sunset Rubdown

Four favorite songs...
1. Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots Pt. 1 - the Flaming Lips
2. Terrible Angels - CocoRosie
3. Shadowboxing - Ed Harcourt
4. Let It Die - Feist

Four favorite movies...
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou
The Royal Tenebaums
Garden State

Jose's Heartbeats

Peter Pan is my favorite children's tale, apart from Winnie the Pooh. I've always enjoyed the book, the Disney movie, and the story in itself. I was absolutely blown away by Universal's film, released in 2003. It was so close to the book, so beautifully filmed, and with a really smashing cast. Jason Isaacs is a personal favorite, and the children they found for all the roles were absolutely perfect. I really hope they do more with their talents. I highly suggest the film, and youtube hosts a lot of amature montages. I really love Jose Gonzales' song Heartbeats, which features in this admittedly quick paced but very lovely montage I found on youtube.

The number ten.

1. I constantly set my alarm for #:42 am. Be it six, seven, eight, etc.
2. I will be a university graduate at 20.
3. I don't like my christened surname.
4. When other little girls had posters of BSB and 'Nsync plastered all over their walls, I had horses and ponies all over the place.
5. When I was young and didn't want to be embarrassed by talking about teenage things, I would write my mum notes with questions like "what is a bra?" She answered them.
6. I feel a deep inner satisfaction in giving money away to charities.
7. I want to write a novel.
8. If I could go to only one place in the whole world, it would be Harare, Zimbabwe, where my mum was born.
9. I take pills to fall asleep at night that were, up until recently, unavailable in the Canadian market.
10. This song makes me cry.

Yo mama.

I'm such a child. I constantly laugh at any sort of "your mom" jokes. Generally ones about your mom and having slept with her. Like my good friend Sean here.



PS: Kathy's back in action! And it turns out I can get sponsors for the next few days, how lucky am I! Hurray, hurray, hurray!

Ma Mere



I have yet to see Ma Mere, or even the Dreamers, but yet I manage to say that Louis Garrel is one of my favorite actors. I do that with Gaspard Ulliel as well. I don't say he's a favorite, but I respect him. And yet I can't think of a single performance I've seen of his. I'm excited for Paris, Je T'aime. All those beautiful love stories!

The five -- or maybe four -- w's.

The W/H/O/S
Who is in the house with you? Cottage, actually! Mum and Ross.
Who was the last person to IM you? Talking to Jess. She's my e-soulmate.
Who are you thinking about right now? I wasn't thinking of anyone, actually. Except Abe Licoln.
Who did you last talk to on the phone? Uhm. I don't even know! Probably my mum, once Portia left.
Whose house did you last go to? My mum's.
Whose birthday is next? Raed's is coming up! But I think Granddad is next in the family.
Who do you wish you were with right now? Jessica Stam or Ghandi, duh.

The W/H/E/R/E/S
Where do you live? The Niagara Region. I once spelt it "Niagra" on a term paper.
Where is your phone? Upstairs in my bag!
Where are your parents? Mum's in her room I believe.
Where do you sleep? Upstairs! Always upstairs.
Where did you get the shirt you're wearing? I wear this shirt all the time. Bootlegger.
Where is the last place you took a ride to? Ross and I picked up Chinese, and then I drove us all to the cottage.

The W/H/A/T/S
What was the last thing you ate? Nachos and cheeeeese.
What color pants are you wearing? I'm wearing Ross' heavy reversable green/black Adidas shorts.
What kind of cell phone do you have? Samsung. My ringtone is that real trax thing, 7/4 Shoreline.
What is the closest item near you that is blue? The old trunk is blue, I guess. And it's far cooler than a bag of peanuts or a Nalgene bottle.
what is your favorite color? Blue.
What is your favorite website? I don't know if I have one. Livejournal, maybe? Google? I need to expand my online reading.
What is your favorite shoe brand? ADIDAS ZISSOU.
What do you wear more; jeans or shorts? If I steal Ross' shorts, I wear shorts more than jeans.
What is the last movie you watched? Stewie Griffin -- The Untold Story
What song do you currently hear? Common - Be

The W/H/Y/S
Why does basically half the world have a myspace? Because the more friends you have online the more friends you can pretend you have in real life. And you get to justify taking over dramatic pictures an armslength away. That's what I use it for.
Why are people labeled (like emo, goth, prep etc.)? People feel safer that way.
Why is wood brown? Ask Roger Moore.
Why is the grass always greener on the other side? Because familiarity breeds contempt.

The W/H/E/N/S
When's your birthday? December 23rd!
When did you last go to the mall? Uhm, Wednesday?
When was the last time you bought a pair of pants? Ages ago.
When did you last burn a candle? I watched a guy set a candle alight with his fart on google videos today.

He had a room full of parachute pants!

This show was amazing. You can actually find full episodes on youtube, but I can guarantee that it is worth the money to buy the DVD. I'm so sad they cancelled the show, I think it could have been -- if it isn't already -- some sort of cult classic at the very least.

Game 13!

Let's play Jeopardy!

Answer: It doesn't exist.
What is "luck"?

While I haven't ever broken a mirror or walked under a ladder, even if these things were deemed "lucky" by old wives tales, I'm not sure I would participate in the routines! While I personally don't much believe in luck unless you're playing cards -- and even then that's more to do with "chance" -- I do have one little anti-christ of a lucky charm. My young kittie, Silhouette. Silly to all who know her. Her pal, and our second cat, Dekker, often helps her deem the hillarious nickname of "Black". She's a pound pup, rescued from the streets of Oakville Ontario, and we picked her up five years ago one fall. She's a prim and proper young lady, with schizophrenic tendencies and a mildly neurotic personality. Two summers ago, our little Silly got into the then open-basket kitchen garbage can up here at the cottage, and consumed an entire ham net that had been covered and cooked around that night's meal. The next few days she was literally in knots, and the netting was pulling and twisting at her insides. After a visit to the vet, the options were clear: multi thousand dollar surgery, or the needle.

Some people say crossing paths with a black cat is unlucky. No one's ever really delved into the luck that a black cat experiences personally. I like to think that Silly is one of the first black cats to come out on top of this whole mythical "luck" phenomena and live to tell the tale. She got the srugery, along with a festive Canadian Maple Leaf bandana for her July 1 release date, and has been safe and sound ever since.


To Kathy!

My monitor for the blogathon is Kathy. She not only has to keep up with her own charity and blog, but also monitor ten other people like me to make sure we're still alive, awake, and updating! And I know how much work it is after over twelve hours of this blogging-every-half-hour thing to do it for one person, but to maintain it for eleven people? She deserves a big e-hug. But I'm one upping what she deserves.

Kathy, you get an e-kiss.


And not only is she keeping on top of all of that, but her connection is wonky. And she's feeling a bit under the weather! And just for her, here is a beautiful song that will hopefully help to cheer her up: The Buffseeds - Sparkle Me.

Listen to Dr. Manson, kids.

He knows his USDA-approved shit.

Top three things to do when you're a stressed monkey.

3. Pull the head off of a leamur and thump its skull against the trunk of a large tree.

2. Race an anaconda around the jungle. It'll get you out of the nest and focused on something other than your troubles.

1. Throw poo.

Saturday, July 29, 2006

Lululemon

I got a beatiful pink lululemon bag last year for Christmas and they don't make the style anymore, which is actually kind of neat. I don't usually walk around with the feeling of chic or style, so it's a bit of a change to know that you have a bag that no one else within a hundre mile radius does. I would post a picture but since they don't seem to make them I can't find any on the site. Maybe I'll take a picture later. But this is what I keep in it during the school year:

Wallet, keys, lipchap, change (these are all in the "goodies" pocket)
Mobile (kept in the "chatty" pocket)
Chester, my iPod (kept in the "grooves" pocket)
Maybeline Lipgloss that I never use (kept in the "lipgloss" pocket. Yes, it has its own pocket!)
Mirror (it's built in and has it's own pocket. I think the pocket is called "pretty face")
Spiderman pencilcase
Pink, green, and/or blue binders, and their respective text books.
Palm pilot and collapsable keyboard.

Put a diaper on your head!

I wish I had a friend like Brian. A short, pretentious alcoholic who drinks his pain away and hides beneath the shame of his substance abuse with an angry bark.

The Boy Least Likely To - I'm Glad I Hitched My Apple-Wagon to Your Star

I wish real life were like this.

Grinds my gears!

Well! It appears I've been fired. In that case, you know what really grinds my gears? You, America. F*ck you.

Ch-ch-ch-chia! (25)

Did anyone ever have a chia pet? It reminds me of Chintia. Or just Cintia. She's in the new L'Oreal commercials because she's oh-so-adorable and has amazing hair. I actually tried to go red this summer but it didn't work out at all. I totally forgot, but she was the reason I wanted to keep my hair long! She's got a lot of volume, which I love, and doesn't compramise it. She just keeps it long. Granted, she's got professionals working on it whenver she needs to present herself for society's consumption, but still! She's a beautiful girl. Oh-so-cute.


Adventures in Canoeing.

Sweet jesus, my mum just played the Hamster Dance.

Ross and I went out for a canoe ride to the island and back right after dinner. My rum and coke was weak enough that I had nothing to fear when I was dubbed the steerer. We got on our tacky life jackets -- his, of course, was the single cool one -- and some mismatched paddles, waved hello to the neighbours, and fumbled our way into the boat. Ross began paddling to really no avail, as I wasn't doing my job as steerer. But someone in the family was doing their job. Our mum called from the deck a hundred feet away, "You're facing the wrong way!"

Hearing this, I turned around. Pivoted less than gracefully on my seat, whipped the paddle around (nearly losing it in the process) and was now facing shore. Ross, however, had not followed my lead. So I decided I would paddle backwards for a while! A great idea up until we realised this would mean no one was steering the canoe anymore. In the middle of the lake as we drifted on the still, raised glass-like water, he finally caved and pivoted, thus becoming our new steerer. We managed to turn the canoe around, and headed towards the island. There was a lot of "I KNOW" and "I MEANT TO DO THAT" from our middle-point all the way around the island. And then it turned into a game of Ross paddles five strokes, Jess paddles six. Ross paddles five strokes, Jess paddles four. No one was counting. We were on course for home, and then we weren't, and then we were, and then we said to hell with it and landed at the beach, got out and got our feet wet, and just dragged it up the illegal boat ramp.

I'd like to see Ed and Pathonious have the same sort of adventure.

Que?



I heart Dave Chappelle and his Lil Jon.

Game 7, but late and thus just an excuse to write something I don't have to think of myself.

My earliest memory I can think of off the top of my head would probably be in a class room with a young boy named John. John's dad, as it later turned out, was a murderer! What fun. John also later turned out to be a highly intelligent young lad. He made me a bracelet out of a dull orange construction paper, and drew a green "jewel" on it, and gave it to me. I don't know why I remember that, or why I remember thinking to myself this was just like a movie where I got up and packed my books and walked away. That might have been another time that I did that, though. I hope it was. He made me a bracelet! Come on now. Who makes construction paper bracelets for just anyone? He wasn't that kind of guy.

I don't know what happened to John. I'm not sure I'll ever find out. I wonder if he changed his name. Or if he's ashamed. I hope he's not. As lame as it sounds, I hope he's alright.

All the fish in the sea are stupid

I realised that the words "HAHAHAHAHAHA" spelt just like that are actually quite frightening. They're big and loud and boisterous! Kind of like Ross.

I'm actually really glad I could be at the lake for this. A small gaggle of geese showed up and shimmied their way up onto the lawn, and pecked away at the grass for various sources of nutrients and mild entertainment value. Boats have been rushing by and there's this one man inparticular who I cannot picture ever not driving his boat. Apparently his wife is no good at driving the boat either. Not that he's bad, but I wonder if he ever wishes he could go tubing and wakeboarding. Probably not. And then I stop and think, what the hell do I care? But for some reason, I do. I care. Not a lot, and I probably wouldn't discuss it in any other forum, but the thoughts are still there. What a hassle.

Big Japan - All the Fish in the Sea are Stupid Sluts Anyway

Someone mentioned catching fish earlier. And the little girl next door seemed to have one caught at the end of her rod. I remember catching fish as a kid. We used to touch their eyes, and their scales would cut our hands up. It was pretty harrowing. Vows to never relive that experience again.

What did you think this would be

A : A is for "all the loves you couldn't remember"
B : B is for "but some of them sounded familiar"
C : C is for "can't we all just learn to get along?"
D : D is for "defiantly looking for a silly summer song"
E : E is for "everything you thought you would know"
F : F is for "feelings that never should go"
G : G is for "guiding yourself away from the light"
H : H is for "heading to places that give you a fright"
I : I is for "igloos, and eskimos too"
J : J is for "jesters, and the kingdoms they've been through"
K : K is for "killing, which happens a lot"
L : L is for "lemmings, who know not to rot"
M : M is for "masochists, of which i believe i am"
N : N is for "nails, which get stuck in your hand"
O : O is for "octopi, which travel in pacls"
P : P is for "pride, which you can find in most hacks"
Q : Q is for "quarters that sit in my purse"
R : R is for "reverands, that steal from the nurse"
S : S is for "silly, just because you are"
T : T is for "travels, which you've done, close and far"
U : U is for "underwear, of which i refuse to wear"
V : V is for "vixen, with the long gorgeous hair"
W : W is for "weeping willows, that you've tried to cheer up"
X : X is for "Xena, who fought your deamons with a cup"
Y : Y is for "years" which this poem did take, and
Z : Z is for the "zebra" i'll be riding in the lake.

You only call me when you're drunk, lover.

Don't forget to guess the lyric for free music! Well. Even more free music.

Ed Harcourt's pretty amazing. If I knew more about him I would make an ode, but sadly I know nothing about the man. He could be dead for all I know. I have zero creativity or else I'd just make up a story about Ed and his younger adopted brother, Pathonious, and their pet goose, Zulu. And the three of them would go for dank, dark adventures throughout forests and jungles every night, catching heffelumps and woozles. And Ed would use his supersonic singing voice to ward off evil, and Zulu would flap his wings to create a whirlwind to blow enemies away, and Pathonious -- as Ed often pointed out when they got home -- would just cower behind them.

The following is the Blair Goose Project, and is the prologue of how Zulu came about to being part of the Harcourt & Harcourt team.

The five senses, as told by a young woman named Yolanda



Ross, Mum, Iris and I all going to see relatives for some sort of reunion bash. We were passing the CN Tower and, thus, became the CN Tower.

There are moments you can't ignore.

Least favorite grade: I don't know why I fill these out. I can never remember anything.
Favorite teacher: Mr. Mustoe, Prof. Bradley, just because he was so insane and had flames on his shoes, and Prof. Taylor because of the obvious. As in I want to marry him.
Least favorite teacher: I had some pretty scary substitute teachers. I can confidently say that I was not a fan of the Secords, though. Neither mother or daughter.
Favorite subject: In high school it was History and English and then Writers Craft. In university it's been Popular Narrative.
Least favorite subject: Communication Research 2P15. Alaksjlfjaslfjlksa such a horrible, horrible class!
Do/did you buy lunch or bring it: Both. Or I'd just go home. I'm thinking of university here.
Play any sports on the school's team: I tried out for the first few days of rowing back in first year, and I was asked to try out for fencing after taking a few classes but abandoned it pretty quickly.
Do/did you do any extracurricular activities: I was awarded in the end of year assembly with a Peer Helpers plaque in tenth grade, and I had never been apart of it. That was fun.
Are/was you popular: Nope.
favorite dance: I remember my middle school dances the best. They were actually a really good time. I'm not sure why.
Favorite memory: Seriously? Well maybe flying a glider. That was one of those I'll-never-forget-this moment. And it was fun. I don't know about favorite, though.
favorite memory you want to have: Ending world hunger! Travelling! Travelling in order to end world hunger!
Least favorite memory: Apparently I did a good job in repressing bad memories.
Most humiliating moment: I make an ass out of myself daily. Like the other day, my roommate and I were in the kitchen cooking up our own meals, and I managed to force the can of chicken noodle soup so hard and so suddenly that it retaliated by spraying back in my face. Soup: 1, Jessica: 0.

Wofl Parade - I'll Believe in Anything

Love Song #43



Jessica Stam featuring in Agent Orange. How I love thee!

Reason #734 of why I love her.



Creatures of the underworld.

Hookers? Not quite. I am looking through surverys and so on for ideas on what to fill you in on. And here is a picture of my kittens.




And because I absolutely love him and couldn't find any good Royal Tenenbaums videos on youtube to juxtapose with this song, here's Elliott Smith's Needle in the Hay.

Guess the lyrics

Put your playlist on random and type out lyrics of the first fifteen songs. People can try to guess them, if they'd like. I figure if you guess the song right I'll replace it with the upload of the song.

1. 'Cause the word out on the street is you are starving. Dont let yourself grow hungry now, dont let yourself grow cold.
2. When I look up from my pillow I dream you are there with me. Though you are far away, I know youll always be near to me. CRYSTAL
3. His clothes are dirty but his hands are clean, and you're the best thing that he's ever seen.
4. But all the highs and the lows, and the to's and the fro's, they left me dizzy. Oh, won't you please forgive me. I no longer hear the music.
5. I would go out tonight, but I haven't got a stitch to wear. This man said it's crucial that someone so handsome should care.
6. Your'e free to leave me but just don't deceive me, and please believe me when I say, I love you.
7. Grass is greener right over here. Why do simple things take so many years? CRYSTAL
8. California's okay, but I think I might stay in the shade, for awhile.
9. Split second and its all in smoke, yeah. So when this fire dies -- no dont get yourself in situations, baby, that you cant handle.
10. Take back what you said, little girl, and while you're at it take yourself back too.
11. Shiva opens her arms now, to make sure I don't get too far.
12. Watchin' the planets shine, reflecting yourself in the sky, scraping these smiles of mine, impossible one at a time.
13. But I've been making promises I know I'll never keep. One of these days I'm gonna leave you in your sleep. I'll have to go when the whistle blows, the whistle knows my name.
14. Podiums as high as the gallows are low. Swing low, swing low, swing low.
15. Face up and throw your gloves in.

My workstation today.

This is where I'm blogging from. Lloyd (my laptop) is getting really hot now that the sun is peering out from behind the clouds.



Pay particular attention to the teeth.

This was what Jaws was originally about. Cut due to funding. Years later, the job was revamped and picked up by another director.

It's a cat. Just a cat.

This is a video of my cat underneath my bedsheets. The hand isn't mine, it was borrowed for this theatrical slice of entertainment. Enjoy.

The most awkward moments in a sea creature's life.

5. Being caught by a hook with a rubber worm, and thus, not even getting a last meal before being sucked out of your environment and gutted for dinner.

4. Cutting off your own star fish tentacle, and having to go four-legged to the prom.

3. Inking in front of your friends at school.

2. Peeing in front of the clown fish you have an enormous crush on.

1. Peeing on over half the eggs you were supposed sperminate.

The Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Cheating Hearts

Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde



Michel Gondry is the love of my life. Is anyone else anticipating this movie as much as I am!?

The golden snitch.

CHECK OUT MY RASPY BRITISH ACCENT. Ross and I are having a bit of a Harry Potter marathon this morning. It's Harry's first quidditch match. Daniel Radcliffe was a relatively ugly child. He looks much nicer now. I actually dated a guy who looked like Daniel Radcliffe when he was a kid. Apparently his little cousin still calls him Harry. Oh Alan Rickman. I'm sure you're married, and I would like to have an affair with you. And Harry's won the game, and now he'll have a date for the prom!

Shouldn't have said that. NO MORE QUESTIONS.

Who the shit is Kingsley Zissou?

Wes Anderson, how I love thee. I have yet to see Rushmore, but it was on television the other day and I confused it with Rush Hour (blasphemy, I know) and ignored it. I probably ended up watching Ellen on TVTropolis instead. How unworth it. The fact that Bill Murry appears in his films, that poor, depressive Bill Murry, just takes the cake. And he dances! The Life Aquatic. So amazing. The soundtrack is so eclectic and wouldn't make any sense if you hadn't seen the film first.

Here's the full song by Mark Mothersbaugh : Ping Island Lightning Rescue

Game 2!

Go to googlism and post your name. Post some of the fun stuff.

jessica is a homosexual
jessica is mesmerized by the virtual playground filled with stars from fantasy land movies and all the people at big burger
jessica is dead
jessica is just as picky with her men as she is grammar
jessica is at the middleware level and is compatible with the standard jvm
jessica is aware that her social worker is looking for an adoptive family for her and has asked only one thing– that the family that adopts her have another
jessica is also the marriage host and special education host
jessica is like a virgin
jessica is the naughty secretary at unzipped
jessica is amatuersex swedish lolitas
jessica is item french teens
jessica is council sex e zines
jessica is a golden girl
jessica is gone
jessica is home free by fernanda santos daily news staff writer wednesday
jessica is britain's choice for eurovision
jessica is nog druk bezig met haar spelling
jessica is pregnant? fact or fiction? there are rumors about that jessica is pregnant
jessica is joint favourite for eurovision title
jessica is featured in the following dvds current page
jessica is in style jessica will be discussing her "good time" video on cmt's "the ones to watch
jessica is stuck on 2000
jessica is an unsympathetic and unattractive character?
jessica is like a rocket ship headed for the stratosphere
jessica is our centrefold for the month
jessica is to be taken to a secure hospital where prisoners sleep in locked metal
jessica is in sydney
jessica is floored to be a part of this book

Welcome to the Monkey House: an introduction

I’ve got this store bought way of saying I’m okay, and you’ve learned how to cry in total silence.

This will just be a quick introduction to all things Jessica. As I have no idea who is reading this, nor who will frequent the page, I get to write in blissful ignorance and have absolutely no idea who my actual audience. It might be family, it might be friends, it might be strangers, or no one, or simply you. Whoever you are. As I don’t know my audience, I won’t be expected to cater to your individual needs. If, in fact, there is more than one of you. Or if you have multiple needs. You greedy lowlife. I don’t use internet aliases because what damage can a first name do, really? It’s when you start getting into last names and hometowns and myspace in general that I freak right out for a moment. I’m nineteen. That sounds a bit young in the grand scheme of things, but I like to think it’s not all that bad. I’m in my final year of a Communications degree at Brock University and I moved out of my mum’s house this July. I’ll be a university graduate at twenty. I don’t care who you are, that’s pretty young! That fact alone has lifted a lot of weight off these big broad shoulders, they really have.

Metric - Soft Rock Star

I’m a bit nervous about the fact that I don’t get to know who’s reading what I write. Normally I don’t post anything of interest or great consequence to anybody, and what could end up as having any shred of significance tends to fall down and shoved under a rug, never to be seen by human eyes again! So you’ll have to forgive my nerves and my general lack of all things talented for the next few hours. I’m only just realizing that half an hour isn’t all that long at all. Especially when you’re uploading music and watching videos and ignoring Oblivion on your brother’s XBOX in the background. He goes a bit nuts with magic missile. Everyone’s face is incredibly washed out, and as your eyes stray from their own, across their cheek and to the perimeter of their body, you notice their skin goes from bleached white to yellow. And now there’s a multi coloured lizard. What the hell.

I’ve got lots of interests. Most of them include “writing eloquently” and “making graphics” and “staring at pictures of celebrities” and of course the typical “saving the world by bed time on my zebra” and “taking vitamins to catch some z’s”. My main interest is actually Fruitopia. I can’t get enough of that stuff. And to think that I only really like one flavor and still think it is the greatest thing on earth? That takes some sort of hidden talent, my friend. Music is a huge part of my life, as you’ll probably surmise when I’m at fifty posts and you’ve just listened to a hundred new songs. I like far too many bands to name, but hopefully you’ll see a handful of what I like displayed. There’s nothing I won’t listen to at least once, except perhaps country. Apologies, etc. I also have an obsession with a model called Jessica Stam. She’s pretty much the greatest thing to come out of Canada, so step aside Mike Myers. She’s in a short film I’ll post later on for those that are interested. My favorite film directors are Michel Gondry and Wes Anderson, and I am not-so-secretly in love with the British author Jasper Fforde. I am a sucker for sad songs but I don’t weaken in the knees for just anything acoustic. My favorite bands are Broken Social Scene and the Flaming Lips, along with a multitude of close seconds. As for online entertainment, youtube is pretty heavenly. But I much prefer Waterman Studios (and the ugly duckling was like, “but I don’t know karate!”) and Newgrounds tends to hook me up with a great selection of 8-Bit D&D and Perfect Kirby. My brother and I might do some skits from that. He’ll play Tom Hanks, I’ll play Tim Allen. Wait, what? I also like facebook on rainy days in Pizzaville. I’m also a huge fan of stand up comedy, namely Jimmy Carr, Dave Chappelle, and Ellen Degeneres. I think anyone that reads this should suggest a song/band, a film, and a book. Have some Flaming Lips.

The Flaming Lips - The Yeah Yeah Yeah Song

Speaking of Angelina Jolie.



Yes, I do keep up with her personal life. No, I'm not a stalker. Just lovingly admiring from afar!

Amnesty International

This is the Universal Declaration of Human Rights, available in over three hundred languages. For anyone that knows me, they know that I have a huge obsession and worship-complex with none other than Angelina Jolie. To some this could be a little crush, to others it might be some fascination with her rocky road flavored love life. And some might even think I like her acting! Which, admittedly, I do. But one can only take so much Lara Croft before deciding that it isn’t for them. And really, if you’re interested in seeing Jolie actually act, go pick up Gia and Girl, Interrupted. They’re definitely worth the watch. But what I claim to be the greatest work Jolie has ever done, is not actually an on screen portrayal of a vixen heroine, nor a dark and mysterious character that belongs in an asylum. But in fact her book, published in 2003, “Notes From My Travels”. Well worth the read, and it gives you a very new perspective on life outside your front door, or your vacation spot, or your northern getaway. The information found in this book, as Angelina works her way through the UNHCR food chain, all the way and ultimately to an Ambassador position (which she now holds), is not information I was often confronted with. This was the first in its kind to reach me, as I hadn’t gone out and searched for it before. It isn’t something they show you on the news each night, even if I did bother to sit down with Lloyd Robertson with my dinner in tow each night. I don’t, and probably won’t any time soon, but when I have caught the news it hasn’t mentioned this. It’s been local, or a well-known universal coverage. But if every multitude of news stations is covering it, you wonder what’s been falling by the wayside in exchange. Maybe news just like the stories found in this book, maybe not. It doesn’t dismiss the possibility, though.

In short, Angelina Jolie is what has made me so interested and so focused on causes like Amnesty International. I wouldn’t be able to sum them up better than they can even if I tried, but for lack of eloquence (it is 9:30 in the morning, after all) I will just say that they are a worthwhile cause and candidate for you to spare a few extra dollars. For the price of your Starbucks coffee, or two of your Tim Hortons iced capps, you can help out. A little does a lot, a penny a day, and all that jazz. The link for the website will ever remain in the corner of this blog, and even if you can only spare five dollars, you’ll be doing more people a favor than you could ever know.

Here’s some music for you to enjoy this morning. The Weakerthans - My Favorite Chords

Happy blogging.

I'm late, I'm late, for a very important date.

Just picture a white rabit bouncing around with his monacle going HOLY SHIT, TEN MINUTES? WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU?

Thursday, July 13, 2006

Video killed the radio star.

Just seeing if this works.

I'm curious and generous.

So excited for blogathon. I've been up all night anyway. It's like I'm preparing for a test that I know I will ace five times over. Moving on:

Snow Patrol - You Could Be Happy.mp3

Monday, July 10, 2006

post the first.

Publish Post.