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hello werld.

it's been a lovely couple of hours. it's been crazy at werk with everyone being nervous with Head Beavers visiting, and it was funny because the Beaver CEOs came right up to me...and I must say it's an interesting bunch that makes it to management..also, I had some quirky folk come thru the store lately, including a midget who was singing "baby got back" and referring to himself as shopping in the "husky boy's department". He refused to wear the sweatshirt out around his shoulders because he thought it would make him look too "metro". whatever.

after my "dolphin class", as Geri would say, I had a long overdue reunion with Keystomybimah, now the Queen Beaver on the upper Island, and we went to Lucy Mae Brown to observe the bboys who are fun to watch, but a lil' too cool 4 skool, if you know what I mean. And my favorite one was missing, haven't seen him around, boo hoo. And as for Dangerous, it was nice to see him dancing and all, but I think I've finally settled on letting him just be the Sunday morning hug.

We stayed up until 430, after heading to dv8 for food and looking at my pictures in a box from VN, and slept in this morning, no alarms, no nada. we went to Helen's for breaky, and jumped in leaves, and enjoyed our beautiful autumn afternoon vintage shopping on Main St.

Now, I'm back to the kidlets and the resuming of the chaos that is my life, but a bit more refreshed. Alas to the woe of my optomatrist, I don't think the red in my eyes will be clearing up any time soon. Oh well, at least I'm getting my mentos in on time. All4now.

hello werld.

wow, it's been an intense week of learning for this gurl. I've made some key decisions in terms of my (gasp) career, though I still remain in my current yet interim status of "shirking" that, I see it coming to an end. Lucky for me, there are very very lovely supportive people in my corner to remind me that that's what I have to work towards because I can't keep settling for less than I deserve and convincing myself to make the best of it.

I was the loudly whistling one at Take Back the Night on Saturday, and it was great to be around all those women, see some old faces, and block off traffic. We kidnapped Sooz, and made sure that she can't say that she hasn't made any new friends in Vancoov..I also saw her beautiful apartment on Main that she held out for, and it makes me yearn for a spot for me and Anna(stesia) that will have the things I said I wanted, hardwood floor, a tub, a kitchen, you know, but that will also come.

Thanks to Fried Darce who also comes outta nowhere (without black beans, but I can deal) to deliver me some inspiring werds. There are peeps out there who will respond to me blogs, and that makes me happy. Look out for the stickers.

Biggers beaver brought into werk this book she saw on Oprah, "Maybe he's just not that into you" and it was hilarious, she bought it with all of us in mind, and I gobbled it up in one sitting, saw a lot of myself in it, and also celebrated a lot of what I do in response..that's written in the book, like rashly erasing someone's number outta my phone if they've proven to be not showering me with the kinda attention I need...and not looking back. DJ "I'm trying to preach about Huey P when I know nothing about Angela D" dared to show his face in my place of work the other day, but I gave him about 8 cold shoulders and couldn't help that I was pretty shaken that he decided to do that, but what the shit. he knows the song "to get her back, I had to sweat her" and he's never gonna do that, so I'm safe.

Also, the bboy is just gonna be a source of Sunday morning hugs, and I have to refrain from becoming the next Mary Kay Letourneau, despite how brilliant of a musician this fine young thang is....(sigh) all4now.

breed strength and confidence, right werld?

Yesterday, it turns out that I took one for the team, a day that is, for team Me. I went to yoga after the summer hiatus, and Louie worked me hard, y'all. I didn't really unlearn all the bad shoulder habits that I had taught myself during my visit to Viet Nam, and she's determined to help me work that out. It was nice though, and I look forward to some return to a routine of wellness. I hung out and did laundry and junk until it was time to kickbox at the Y. On my way home, I stopped by to peep the opening of the new HMV store and was treated to the surprise of running into Sex-is, my favorite fly percussionista. I'll be returning there to spend my Mentos, u betta believe that.

Lin had to bail, due to family obligations but it was cool cuz the bboy buzzed me through, and I practiced being motivational to one of the old broads who will one day come to my aquafit class, encouraged her to hit me hard in the pads. I enjoyed 2 films for $6 at the Ridge theatre, A Home At the End of the World and Before Sunset. Gotta say that I'm developing quite a liking for Colin Farrell, after Intermission, and now this tasty homoerotic number. And Before Sunset kinda got me thinking about Satan again, yeah, I know..pathetic, though like the movie, it depends whether you're an optimist or a pessimist or somewhere in between. It got me thinking about loves of my life, and whether or not I lost and found mine, and it spawned some great poetry in the wee small hours, though it kinda sucks if that's all. I'm being rushed, gotta run. all4now.

Ok, so I'm not remaking flashdance videos, however, I am feelin' so good, and making plans to be taking care of myself like I should. I do wonder though, when I'm feelin' sexy, who's gonna comfort me? After all, my love don't cost a thing, even if you're ballin' outta control...enough with that, I just got a response from a cutie in the Tdot that I hit back with a "j to tha l-o, hello" so that made me giggle just a little, though my ass didn't wiggle. Spec and I had a Biggie quoting day at work, to follow our Tribe one last week.

I celebrated MizT's bday again on Saturday nite, a reunion of sorts of folks that I haven't seen in years, and the pleasant meeting of some others. Looking around, it was quite the amicable gathering of quite a few exs. Damn, don't think it woulda been quite so smooth if one of mine rolled up in the spot, and that was a possibility, ah, the smallness of Vancouver. Know what D means about sloppy sex-conds. Indeed. There was good food though, and I even packed some for lunch the next day! And as I put on my raspberry blazer to leave, Alexis pulls out her percussion weapon of choice, and I had to stay and watch her hands for a minute, and pose in some pix while the bday girl got blazed.

Yesterday, we ventured to Seb's house to meet his ultraconservative parents, imagine us fags and hag in the room with the Persian version of Ward and June. I tried to make the bird a meat poncho, and we watched Hairspray. good fun, I'm getting cut off here..until next time, the library hounds are being released.  all4now.

hello werld,

i am here,alive and kicking, survived my 25th and i'm still flirty and thriving.

i celebrated with my dad and his wife, having a meal more tailored around her tastes, but that's cool since he gave me some cash to pay off part of the loan that he promised me in '96, and i didn't have to hear her eating disorder ass complain about how she was gonna be fat one time that nite.

then, off to main street to greet the reyes, watching 13 going on 30, and being moved to tears cuz we wanted our own dorks! Deciding that we were the reverse, 25 going on 12, we watched Barbershop and had cake at the Grind, fell in love with the keys there, though we couldn't play, saw someone come in wearing a CFRO tshirt just as we were reminiscing about morning freestyles.

We pulled an all-niter and watched Sex and the City, thought about relationships and how messed up they are, contemplated whether we wanted them or straight boning over McGriddles before I got into the frostbitten morning onto my bus. I continued to not sleep by watching Monster and being impressed over the pea coat/lumberjack special that I found outside the YWCA Thrift Store.

Sebastian is trying to get me into his brand name web, and started off with his Paul Frank and Triple Five Soul gifting. He's going through his own retail therapy that might just land him in therapy.

I finally signed up for my fitness instructer training course and my bboy finally gave me his number, though I'm confused by his frontin' friendster.(sigh). but I can't say I haven't been thinking about him in that boyfriend kinda way.

I jetsetted over to Victoria, my old stomping grounds yesterday, and it was a beautiful visit. I caught up with a few near and nears, as well as a tummy with baby and felt her kick! It was nice that i've been away long enuff to kind of be anonymous, and it made me greatful to be back.

I've had a lot of women, older and wiser, tell me not to forget to enjoy these years, because they will be the best of my life..while I'm young and beautiful and the world is my oyster..excuse me while I get back to eating it.

all4now. 

hey werld,

i am still feenin' for Church's Fried, but that's ok, the coupon doesn't expire.

Yesterday in the rain, I was feeling like I didn't like any of my clothes and opted for my RHS sweatshirt, with the ripped pocket. yep. it did the trick. I missed my busstop at fraser, and just went to MT's house instead, where she was still rid to the bed, and I popped in the Jlo vids, announcing my prescence..to the sisters. We started to watch Monsieur Ibrahim, which was dope! and had some phad thai action at the hands of miss culinary wiz thang...decided to search for a dessert, ended up walking dogs...Sugar was crying, and I came to the epiphany that this was the second limpy black dog name Andre that I knew. The first was a former roomate rottie named Andreas, and this one is Andrei Reyes, so I guess that's Andreyes. Mozaik called me whilst I was being pulled by the poopers, and we met up to see Mean Creek, as a probono from some patron of the Y, and passed on to me by the other MC (not Mariah Carey, y'all) I thought it would be scary because it's the youngest Macauley Culkin, and a bunch of psycho white kids alone on an island, shit, that's scarier than Exorcist...but it was quite mild, and it was more like "Mean Geeks" and less tittilating than Lindsay Lohan for sure. What's up with her dating Fez anyway?

Well, I closed out the evening by stopping by Future Shop and getting a copy of Graffiti Bridge, the second Prince movie, which I had to have because I haven't even seen that shit on VHS let alone DVD, and the Freshmaker came through with my $15 cheque (one of many) and I got a CD/DVD combo of Shakira, cuz that should be worth some bang for the bellydance.

The dvd binge didn't stop there after I stopped by to watch Simpsons and pick out some cds for the burn-trading at Noah's, I went to the previously viewed section of Blockbuster and got myself some sequels: Barbershop and Scary Movie 3 as well as Monster and Dickie Roberts for some cheapness. I watched Barbershop in my pimpin' little bedroom closet with candlelight, and called it a night.

all4now. gotta head to a new library and meditation class...

soo, there exists a someone who listens to kanye and is obsessed with the above musiq trak right now too...hmm, is friendster really your friend, or is it a foe? frick, i think i'm addicted so get the belt around my arm and let's mainline!

i saw the bboy again last nite after his return from lalaland, and he wanted to tell me all about it, but i had to run to my double shift. i think that i'll just have to leave it alone, or at least leave it up to him, because he'll never come make a move. perhaps that's better for all involved.

i think i have to walk away from montreal mellowsmooth as well. (sigh) i don't think that these cats can give me what i want but am not ready for: a relationship. i'm tired of acts that are committed in the name of one foul four letter word, i want that other one, LOVE. but i am nowhere near mature enough to let go enough to give enough, you know the rest.

so, i'll just sit back in front of my various keys that drive me, and get my shit together. my friends are there whenever, and most of them have proved to weather the storm..can YOU stand the rain?

all4now.