a girl's whose name begins and ends with "a"

ana-stesia made it home today! i had to bus over to the old crib, load her up and ride in the huge truck and she was just wheeled into the new, just like that. i have to do a lot of work tonite to prep for my supastar students tomorrow and get my own ish poppin'...but i look forward to it.

i just have to figure out the whole bed thing. i got that beautiful bed, and with the help of the ever patient, saintly MC built the damn thing (5hours of labour) and finally had to come to grips with the fact that it's too big. Nunez fam helped me find a more suitable one though, so i'll probably have that, and then, it's just seating arrangements, and all is set for the cake and green food partay...can't wait! March 6th...gonna be a good day, though i think i've seriously overbooked for that weekend, with the partay, the bowling for columbine, er, big brothers (mardi gras themed) and the various plays i've committed to attending...whew.

last nite, i met up with my sweetie and we enjoyed a creme caramel at the ol' tinseltown..we caught "born into brothels" and it was really good, though i thought i was getting cheated because of the lack of drug addicted children, oh well, maybe in 'nobody knows'.

i got the call that i'm going to nyc in the summer, for sure, but i have to save up some ridiculous amount of spending money, why? i'm not sure, but it's equivalent to 6 months rent, so i'll probably just smile and nod like i did in VN and find a way to do it on the cheap anyway..can't wait, gonna hit up juillard and bootcamp...and i'll have to at least spend a nite in harlem with my favorite peehead!

post-cinematic experience, it was back to my hood, where we spent half and hour roaming about IGA looking for various things, prolly convincing everybody that we were high (though i bet they didn't think we were high on life, which we are) and making some grilled cheese sandwiches sans pants. i still have the can of lychees for future enjoyment. it was so nice to spend time with my superman, and laughing that we were doing cutesy things like toothbrushing together...omg...are we one of those couples that insists on sucking face at the drag show?! never! shoot me before that happens..but whatever happens behind closed doors....oh, and we had to break out the "total enjoyment" finger condom that Pila and I got months ago from a vending machine at a Hurricane Kitty show. No special occasion, just because...though I have to say that it was not worth the dollar she spent on it.

well, gotta resume my role as miss olympia, as i'm rocking a bit of a spare tire from the week off (to move) and more frequent mc donald's dining. ick. yesterday, i went to my first dance class, and it was tight..lots of flailing and diva-like behaviour, right up my alley. earlier, i went to yoga and i'm getting set to go back to boxing and pilates...gotta get those dots for the royal blue team!

"what? you can't hear me? is it because you have a dick in your ear?!"

on that note...peace out peeples.

into her new apartment, peoples! i just bought myself a loft bed, the kind that i've been dreaming of forever, and even though it's for a double mattress and i only have a single, i'm gonna jam blankets and pillows into the space to make it work. i can't get rid of my sealy posturepedic! i have to wait for MC to finish playing cassanova coffeedate first so that we can pick it up and build it. i had a nice morning making smoothies and eggs in my kitchen (sigh) and putting up my new shower curtain, hanging them off the animal hooks that i can finally use in my bathtub (sigh) and although it's been kinda cold on the tootsies, i'm glad that i have the hardwood floors. :) the neighborhood is the bestest ever and the rent is affordable. there's even a whole utility closet for my purses!

my time at the school has been soo amazing! everyone deserves music, but i must have done something really good in a past life to get all of this, my students are amazing and all the ones that keep coming my way are greater and greater. i'm gonna be the one to mold teenage girls to become the bestest that they can be and be blown away all at the same time. dream career that is lucrative and i can not feel horrible doing? (double sigh)...ie. retail is slowly killing me, but i have a way out folks! believe me, i'ma use it!

i've also been in relationship-y bliss, folks..it's nice to know that if you refuse to settle for all that nonsensebullshit that you know you don't deserve, life will send you whatever you need at the time that you need it. in terms of love though, it really does wait until you have no interest and plop some lovely lovely into your lap. i have had the bestest two weeks with this one, and i don't think it will end any time soon. it's just so simple, no drama from the beginning! no avoidance tactics and charming selfish behaviour, no prison logic, no substance abuse (though he still doesn't agree that alchohol is worse than crack), no ultimate fighting, no crying, no arguments, no nosebleeds...just lots of permagrin and great text, dancing around to michael jackson, amazing chemistry, and culinary delights. we spent our valentine's exchanging similar guerilla gifts and swooning to gypsy music and camembert. he lives in shitzilano though, and i have to turn to tequila to visit him there, but i'll just point out the availablity of meat on Main st. to tempt his meatatarian instincts....ok, enough about this, i've already saturated the ears of my friends and coworkers about how great he is, so i'll leave it at this clip of our excellence:

a: "....rutabaga, marshmallow, cantaloupe..."

s: "..are you trying to say 'sexy' things?..."

a: ".....Guam, volleyballs, ...maqilladora...."

s: "ok, now I REALLY don't want to leave this room to get on that bus"

he must really be into you if he's willing to embrace your crazy. and y'all know how crazy it can me. werd. all4now.

hello peoples! happy vd! ") it's just been work as usual, as i got my booty caressed by coworkers and customers alike (this Southern military woman got a bit comfortable with me because i gave her a box of the crappy chocolates for free..we're supposed to give them out with a $50 purchase, but oh well!) the coworkers i love also enjoyed the valentines that i made them yesterday, even the one i left on the ceiling.

i'm going to see my valentine later on, and i have some butterflies going in the tummy..or i'm just hungry. i didn't want to jinx it by putting in writing or be too over-zealous, in case he decided to punk out after 7days like the last two, but i think this one is different, y'all. more later, i promise. so far, he's sexxxy and has agreed to be in a junior high relationship and was willing to duel and put on a dress. all of you who know me know that this is indeed what i'm looking for.

the move is going well too, i finally have a street address, though i haven't packed, but you know how i move, throw some shit into a box and make a couple trips in the car. when i move next time, it will be the big one, since i'm actually thinking of purchasing furniture.

i just ran into my kindergarten boyfriend on the street, which was weird cuz we still seem to see eachother every ten years, though the last time was in victoria and it was only about 2 and a half ago, and we're both back now and he still owes me an imax.

erin? eb?! not sure if this is you, but ss was alone, shoulder length hair, wearing it in curls, lightly bearded, talking on his cellphone, pacing on the corner of robson and thurlow, where the jugo juice is located.please let ro know that i'm sending her baby gift, it's just lost somewhere in my guerilla packing.

alright, gotta go have my evening of jazz now...teaching, learning, and listening...hopefully with some necking. peace out!

what what?! i officially got the apartment on main street, look for your invites to the party coming via pigeon courrier...or just friendster/myspace bulletins. speaking of which, much love to a certain photographer who just got told my real name..thanks for the commentaries, and for reading..respects! ")

i think that spring has sprung y'all, a bit early and i'm not crazy like some robson street folks who have already busted out their flip flops and white pants, but i'm starting to feel the attention that spring brings! it probably helps that my locks are looking more lustrous and i'm glowing because i'm sooo happy that things are falling into place in my life....it's gonna be pretty great this summer rollin' in Saab's new midget (with THREE wipers!) doing 'less driving' because i live closer to downtown on the greatest of streets, and i'm not about to be claiming "soma" as my set either, naaw...east van, what?!

sunday, i went to see Childstar with some of my peoples, and it was nice to support the Canadian film industry. it became an audition of sorts, a first date with two cats for me and my screening crew..one on either side, both cute as shit, it was quite a fun time...then i was on the phone with one while in the car with the other, then as soon as i got home, i got texted by the first...i told them both what was up though, since i'm not a playa...and it seems to be cool, junior high all the way! had to drop one of them from the roster though, because it was too much drama from the get-go, not between us directly, but through the peripheral circle..we'll see though. the other has some secret date planned for tonite, so i'll have to get myself to him after boxing and pilates!

on the famous note, i helped Rohinton Minstry (of "Touch of Pink" fame) choose an outfit for his daughter in the store and saw Scott Speedman on the street by Jugo Juice, nothing special, just that he is a poor version of Jordan Catalano to Angela's Felicity. catch me and my gangsta lean on 14th...all4now.

sorry if the last one was a little flaky, i had butterflies and little food and all that jazz (hee hee, thank-you ms, mandy camp for that stunning visual but more about that in a moment!)

the whole rental thing seems to be dragging itself out...with the first landlord not even calling me back after missing our appointment for over 24hrs, and the next one who had to rent "immediately" who's not returning my calls begging him ("her" previously...i was excited at the thought of having a potentially tranny landlord) to give him money..he was even referring to the place as "my" apartment and offering to give me the dishes that were left behind, helping me figure out a place for ana-stesia...damn, i guess it goes to show that men are indecisive in any situation, not just relationships...sorry, that was a semi-warranted, semi-not dig, but i'm just a bit frustrated.

another dragging sitch, the lenscrafters breaking my glasses, four months of pussy-footing around later has finally gotten to the point where they will kind of half assed assume responsibility, and i want to have this one nipped before i leave this hood...we'll see.

my teaching time at the school was awesome last nite all my students were great, even the old man, and i was wired and ready to go out to see the queens at the dufferin...

what a crew, virgin kip, my hubby (us seasoned vets now, protecting the poolboy/redheaded slut) kinders, "janet" and his buddy kay (short in my books for kool kat). i don't know when madam adrienne is going to give us our credit due for bringing all the hot boys to her show, but every time we go, she ends up molesting someone in our party...but it was quite the show last nite! mandy camp had a different act, and didn't wear the body suit that shows her chest hair! she pulled out all the stops, doing reba mcintyre, chicago (?) and, yes, get this...anne f$cking murray. for reals, blond mullet wig and red blazer and all...day-em. there was also boy george, bette midler, and some random she-ra flute girl. god, that's some excellent free entertainment if i ever saw any. in the end, all of our efforts to conceal kip were futile in the face of the powers of miss adrienne and she had her way with him, though he handled himself like the champion he is. i think last nite was proof positive that sexuality is indeed fluid if the straight couple making out constantly for over 2 hours was cool, fags and hags were all over eachother, and i got kisses from the gogo boy and the shy visiting montreal dyke with the obnoxious male companion who was not nearly as hot as he kept declaring he was...the evening was capped with eating hot fries from fritz to stave off the rain, and getting driven home in mama's new jaguar...all4now.

since i left you, without a dope beat to step to!

but y'all, a lot has going on...and speaking of stepping, i now know the uprock, 3step, and i'm working on the 6step! i have it in me to be a bgirl yet...gotta start some interpretive dancing too, who knows? salsa? freestyle indeed.

so, my quarterly week-long romance has come and gone, yet again, but as usual, it was a learning experience, and not quite so heartbreaking as the last time..and if it wasn't for the whole potentially running from the law bit, it could have been a great thing, just not the right time (again) for both of us. also, some religious and other differences that made it a bit difficult, but overall, some very nice time and not a bad parting of ways.

i'm moving to main street, and it's an apartment with all of my criteria that i found by accident!!!!

one of my students got honours on her exam, yippee! i'm going to see queens tonite! maybe even in time to catch sparkle's show! lotsa fly strangers on the myspace....look out for new pics to be posted later. life is beautiful! gotta run! loveya and miss ya all!!!!! all4now.