Drop it like it's hot!

April 22...countin' down!

I really don't have anything to write about. If you wanted some hardcore stats on the GDP of our government, compound interest and the abolishing of the 35 hour work week in France I am yer gal!
I will think of something soon and it will blow your mind!!!

Chronicles of Narnia

So I have a secret confession. I adore Sarnia.
As I was driving home last night, actually very early this morning I was overcome with a sense of nostalgia.
I was heading home to the place of by beginning, No, not to my mother's womb but to Sarnia.
I pass the Lambton County sign and I am overcome with excitement to push the pedal down a little bit further and to turn the music up a little bit louder.
Then I see the Sarnia sign and the northern lights in the distance. (Humm, nevermind that's the casino) I sigh with relief that I am finally home and take a quick peak in my rearview mirror of the sign that lingers behind me.
You know in the movies where a traveller comes home from being away for way too long and collapses and kisses the ground? That's how I feel about here. Except I am greeted with way too much food and the overwhelming smell of clean laundry.
I am aware that Sarnia does consist of numerous dank bars and most people my age are engaging in premarital sex as challangers in an olympic sport but still I am entralled by the wonder of the city...
So bring on segalls, under the bridge french fries and Ice Cream Galore...
There is no place like home!

The sweet smell of Spring

There isn't really anything in my life that would cause me to emit a blood curdling scream.
Not too much even causes me immense stress except the assignments that have to do with designing a timeline for my life.
I am a business major...seriously is there a need for the paper writing? We don't have ethics...Don't ask us for our opinion... That's not entirely true but Business grads seem to be getting a bap rep. The Toronto Star quoted the MBA program as the "devils degree." I had to laugh at the poor suckers that hacked in to the system to see if they got accepted into graduate school. The administrators found out and then in turn were not allowed to attended some of the most prestigious Uni's in the country. I tell ya, everyone should atleast attend the University of Modeland Road once in their life. Then they would appreciate real education (Dan and I are living proof)
Anyhow, back to being afraid...I am deathly afraid of drive thru car washes.
I stop breathing, And I count down in my head till it is over.
Embrace the coin op Toronto!!! Build some...
This is a lame post...
I got nothin'

Welcome back

I can't handle it...
Back to the would you rathers...
I have been missin' the responses for too long!!!!

Would you rather...
Remove a 30 foot long tapeworm from a rhinoceros
or
Be slashed with a thousand paper cuts and dipped into a giant bowl of rubbing alcohol?

A new face

I've been posting a lot these days.
Seems that I have been taking a severe liking to the procrastination of skool work.
I have a killer amount of math to do and 2 projects to conqueor that I need to do steller on...
But no, I am posting instead.
I am not too sure if anyone noticed but I changed my blog name. I know. Desperate times call for desperate measures. I think that my "fournication" title may have led them astray into thinking that my blog contained things that it did not:)
So, my blog will not longer have a PG rating. Well, that's not guaranteeable. But I am gonna try.
I might have to cut down on the "would you rathers" too. I know you are all crying. You just wait. They will come back when you least expect it. So ha!
Yesterday I finally finished my app for Uni. I am heading back to ktown to continue on with my edgemekation. I applied for Human Resource Management/Spanish and just Honors BA in Spanish. It should be interesting to see how this turns out. I am excited that I am moving away from Toronto. The cockroaches in my apartment are continually asking me to stay but I usually yell "go to hell." They won't win.

Grey and Wrinkly

I've realized that I am getting old. Today I was walking in the Promenade looking for a pair of shoes and I saw a bunch of girls sitting on a bench reading Tiger Beat. Heck, I didn't even know it still existed. Sadder still, I have no idea who would be the pull out poster. So here I am disconnected from the younger generation that removes the staples ever so carefully to not damage the poster, youthful rebellion and the appearance of more makeup than anyone should wear.
So sad...

Humour me

Would you rather
emit the smell of sulphur everytime you smile
or
have glow in the dark body hair?

Come on guys..humour me...

Oh the choices...

Would you rather?
Take a bite out of the urinal puck in a public bathroom
or
Watch a porno starring your parents?

Felines

So today I realized that I hate cats.
I hate that they can't talk to you, that they smell and that they leave fur on all that you posess.
Not only do those things bother me but my eyes swell up the size of testicles and they start getting all itchy and watery.
I hear you would call this so called reaction an "allergy."
Maybe I should get a small household pet like a walrus. Or maybe I just need to love other human beings first.

Currently Margarine Free

If you easily get grossed out don't read this.
Which means you all likely will.
So, today got up, got ready for the gym and was going to have some eggs and toast. So I look in my fridge for this new fancy margarine stuff that I bought that has an optimum amount of Omega 3 in it - I looked a little closer and saw hair on the lid. Ya, that was gross. Didn't look so much like mine so it was a little grosser
I don't know what it is that we seem to only get grossed out by others nasty habits and not our own.
This kind freaked me out. I figured since it was the lid I could just wash the lid and all would be well. Seems normal right?
I looks a little closer to see another hair, a pubic hair in my margarine. And I will tell you full on that it was not mine. There was not even a hint of doubt in my mind at that time. So I almost vomited. How does that happen anyway?
This may be grosser but I didn't throw out the margarine cause I am looking for some input in this situation.
Should I just scrap off the top where it was located or just throw it out?
So bring on the replies friends...

!Bring on March!

So, today is supposed to the beginning of march. The prelude of the cherished spring! But instead, I wake up looking out my window with a crap load of snow. Sucks big time.
So bring on the seasonal affective disorder with a ever emmerging vengence, the slush that will make the bottoms of our pants wet, wet socks, slower traffic on the 400 series highways and the increasing amount of comfort food that we will consume.