As I alluded to in the last post, I've got a new blog site.
Check out My Life on the E-List!
Now.
Final stats:
(Tracked since February 2006, even though the blog started in June 2005)
81684 Visits
Averaging 61 per day
Most visits were 292 on July 4th, 2006
11am-Noon gets the most visitors
Tuesdays are the most popular day of the week
83% of visitors come from Canada (the rest of the top ten countries: US, UK, Denmark, Australia, Germany, Malaysia, France, Korea, Estonia)
Top ten search words: Stoll, Hunter, Rachel, Jarret, Blog, And, Loxy, Youareablog, Pronger, The.
Top three referrers (other than search engines): Lowetide, Black Dog, Hot Oil
3/29/2009
Goodbye "You are a blog" blog
3/27/2009
I'm moving.
If the last month of blog posts hasn't made it obvious, tomorrow is the big moving day. Everything but some toiletries, and the contents of my fridge are in 69 boxes.
But coinciding with my move, is the relocation of this blog.
I've decided to check out Wordpress. Marry Boff Kill and Hot Oil will stay put, but the personal tales and tribulations will head to the new site.
Don't worry, I'm not leaving my faithful 30 (or so) fans in the dark. I'm just getting it spiffed up for the grand opening.
Check back soon.
3/25/2009
3/23/2009
Ten songs I'm really feelin' right now
The clock has just struck midnight.
I just watched an episode of my guilty pleasure: "How I Met Your Mother".
A reference to Big Lebowski actually prompted me to LOL.
I spent the evening in an estrogen-filled room.
My closet, currently in boxes piled to the ceiling, has new clothes joining the ranks.
I have the next two days off.
What is left of my apartment will be packed away only to re-emerge at a new location.
Earlier today, I described to a co-worker that I am tired.
Life-tired.
A sickness has hung around since my hospital visit last weekend.
While I like change, it comes with an effort.
The completion of the move couldn't come soon enough.
Here is a song based on the lyrics (two lines at a time) of the 10 songs I'm feelin' right now.
I just wanna be your lover (House of Cards - Radiohead)
Thursday I don't care about you
It's Friday, I'm in love (Friday I'm in Love - The Cure)
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains (The Sound of Silence - Simon and Garfunkle)
Dream one, you had a whole lot of fun with a comedian
Stop short of going all the way, you'll have to make it someday (Dirty Dream Number Two - Belle and Sebastian)
You run into the night
No sound, no vision, no sight (Bye Bye Bye - Plants and Animals)
Your hands on me; Pressing hard against your jeans
Your tongue in my mouth, trying to keep the words from coming out (Lover I Don't Have To Love - Bright Eyes)
Loneliness, is such a sad affair
And I can hardly wait (Superstar - The Carpenters, as sung by Sonic Youth)
Forgive me, Let live me
Set my spirit free (Man is the Baby - Antony and the Johnsons)
I'm getting old, just by
Being 'round them (These Girls - Rachael Yamagata)
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when you said goodbye (End of the World - Skeeter Davis)
Wow. That worked better than I even expected.
3/20/2009
I am my muse

I like taking pictures of people but still don't know how to do the stranger picture. I'm not even particularly comfortable with photographing friends because I don't know how to put them at ease. I don't know how to keep their attention, but keep them casual. I don't want them to pose, I just want them to be.
But I haven't figured out how to get that out of people. I figure, like anything else, it takes practice. I keep lining up friends of my so-called models. Some want professional pictures, others look to re-enter the world of online dating.
Their rationale for pictures doesn't matter to me, but I do want to provide good picture (regardless of the subject matter I'm working with). But no matter how well I use lights and angles, lenses and settings... how do I get the person to be real?
If my self-portraits are any indication, I've figured out ways to make myself look much better in photos than in person. I just want to be able to do it for others.
3/14/2009
La-di-da, la-di-da, la la.
After that it got pretty late, and we both had to go, but it was great seeing Annie again. I... I realized what a terrific person she was, and... and how much fun it was just knowing her; and I... I, I thought of that old joke, y'know, the, this... this guy goes to a psychiatrist and says, "Doc, uh, my brother's crazy; he thinks he's a chicken." And, uh, the doctor says, "Well, why don't you turn him in?" The guy says, "I would, but I need the eggs." Well, I guess that's pretty much now how I feel about relationships; y'know, they're totally irrational, and crazy, and absurd, and... but, uh, I guess we keep goin' through it because, uh, most of us... need the eggs.

This picture is taken with my Minolta 110 SLR. They were made from 1976-79, before I was born, but a very similar era to Annie Hall (the last line of the movie quoted above).
I watched the movie today for the second time. I don't remember being particularly thrilled by the film the first time around, but today, it just made sense. I'm part Woody Allen, and I'm a big part Annie Hall.
Having a Saturday off is not the norm for me. I didn't ask for it off - in fact, I'm still on the schedule. But due to a medical problem, I spent a good part of the morning shuttling between clinics and eventually to the hospital for a 3 hour adventure in the ER.
Outside of some residual stomach pain, a couple teaspoons of blood and just a really tired body, I'm okay. Doctors that initially were scared I may need my appendix removed, released me not knowing what the problems are. If it gets worse, I go back and get admitted immediately. It hasn't.
If it weren't for a boy, I would've just been freaking out on my couch at home. But he took me from place to place, a GMAT study book in his hand. I don't know how to thank him for this, partially because I don't know where we're at in our dating process. I'm just glad he was there. I hope he knows that.
He may not be my Woody Allen, but he's smart and fun, good looking and good in... sports.
3/11/2009
Monday morning

As I've often mentioned, I don't work a standard 9-5 Monday through Friday. My work week begins today. I have to be there in about two and a half hours. I considered briefly the idea of going for a run right now, but a sore throat is making itself known.
The best thing about my job is getting to wake up gradually most days. Sure, I work the odd 4am or 730am shift, but the average day there is no horrible noise emanating from my clock-radio.
I don't know what I'm getting at.
I have blonde hair now.
I'm so excited to move.
I like packing.
I like unpacking.
My need for change is satisfied my hair colour changes, as well as new homes. But it's probable that two months from now I'll be back to feeling stuck and in need of another boost to life. What will it mean then? Another new guy? That's not original considering my recent dating history.
How come I can never settle into my life? I always want more. I want different. I'm jumpy. I'm never quite comfortable.
Despite the economy and the media collapsing upon itself, I do want to see where my career can take me especially out of province. I'll probably come back to BC afterward, but I don't know.
I am 27 years old and I really don't know what I want to be. Where am I going? Am I just pursuing change in order to deal with my lack of goals?
3/08/2009
Who is he?
We're standing in my new kitchen. The discussion is surrounding the placement of a microwave I'm getting from a friend who doesn't need it anymore. I'm hesitant to take it but he says, "Look at all the counter space" and offers suggestions as to where it could go. I say "thanks" and smile.
This is a dream I had last night. Most of it is based on fact - the new kitchen, the microwave, my apprehension to bring a microwave into my world after having been without one for a few years...
But who is he?
I have no idea.
This random stand-in for a boyfriend has been in several dreams as of late. They tend to be very rational dreams based on things actually happening in my life. But I wake up with no idea who he is. I can't remember a face, a body, even the voice is generically male.
I wish my subconscious would let me in on the secret.
But maybe there is no guy. Just a desire to fill that role - a role that is right now taken care of by several people (male and female) who keep me satisfied emotionally, intellectually, and sexually.
3/03/2009
The foreseeable purchases
As we've been discussing the comments of the post below, saving money is key for me these days. That said, there are some purchases I expect to shell out for in the coming months.
1. Moving Expenses - From obtaining boxes (which I might try to do for free) to renting a truck (unless a friend has one) and paying off my friends (in beer and pizza) for their help, there are costs that I know I'm going to be paying for.
2. Couch or Papasan - I'm moving into a place much bigger than mine right now and finally I hope to have a couch I can lay on, preferably as part of a big spoon-little spoon combo. I plan to buy used.
3. Bed frame or Queen Boxspring - The new place is a basement suite, so lying on the ground on a thin mattress sounds like a pretty awfully cold idea. I hope I can find this used.
4. Area Rug - Like the above reasoning, being on the ground floor is colder than my current heat box where I kept a window open year round. As well, the ground is lined with a cold tile that reminds me of my dad's junior high school classroom floor. Plus a rug can really tie a room together. I know there is one at Winners I like for $150, which I figure is a good high end for the amount I'm willing to pay - used or new.
5. Coffee Table - I have owned so many coffee tables over the years but somehow they always get abandoned or sold. An old roommate has one of mine. If I can get it back, I do, if I can't... Ikea has one for $25.
6. Bridesmaid Dress - I tried one on today and was so close to buying it. It was quite casual for a wedding, but I know that with some heels, jewelery and hair I could've pulled it off. But something about it wasn't quite right. I've searched online for it, but come up unsuccessful. I have a fall back dress, I'm not screwed if I don't find something by September, but I figure summer styles don't offer too many black dresses.
7. Kitchen Linens - I've decimated the ones I own now while cleaning this place for the showing. I'm not too worried about this expense.
8. Wall Decal - There is a huge wall sized mirror in the new place that I think would be ideal for a large wall decal. A tree? Paint splatter? I have no idea, there are so many options out there. Don't believe me? Don't know what this is? Google "Wall Decal".
9. Lamps - If I remember correctly, there isn't much for lighting fixtures in the bedroom or the living room. I have one standing lamp, one table lamp.. I have a feeling that won't be enough.
10. A Baking Sheet - Simple enough.
*TBD - Bookshelf - Mine is tall. My new place is not. If it doesn't fit, there will be many books looking for a home.
3/02/2009
Dolla Dolla Bills
Over the next month I will be preparing to make the big move. It will be the fifth home in three and a half years.
1. The Rat Box - 2 months spent at Yew and 7th. The rent was 375 a month. The location and the price were right, that was it. It had rats and mice. It had a roommate that would leave syringes on the floor between the entrance and my room - which was through her room. These were just the major issues, the minor issues would've had me fleeing as well. And after a month of living there, I gave my notice. But it was four days into the next month. She felt that wasn't enough time. One night while she was at class, I bolted. I abandoned a futon and a mattress, which I felt was fair payment for bills that I hadn't covered. If nothing else, I was hoping I was covering my karmic debt.
2. Laburnum - 8 months spent on Kits Point. What may have once been a beautiful character home, had deteriorated into a derelict frat house. The first few months were great, especially the second month where we had just 5 people living there. But that number would fluctuate up to 8, with reports of Dan Ackroyd lining up for a spot on the couch one night. I loved my room, hidden behind the utility room in the basement. Weeds would grow through the floor which was just wood slats on the dirt ground. But it the experience was just too much. When I returned from a trip back home, I found that my roommates had put all our dishes in the yard to let the rain clean them. I found a new place within the week.
3. The Lair - I spent nearly two years at this two bedroom apartment just off Commercial Drive. High ceilings with old wood framing, a claw-foot deep bathtub... It was very lovely. I had three roommates during that time, each of them brought something different to my experience and I don't regret having any of them sharing my space (or in the first case, I shared her space). But with a ridiculous schedule and a yearning to finally fly solo, I would go west. To Main Street.
4. Le Attic - I've been here 10 months and by the end of the month, I'll be onto a new place. It's adorable and in an ideal location but there's not much I can do in the way of decorating, entertaining or even rearranging. The way things are now, I think there's no other way to get everything in here. It's just small. And the new place won't cost me much more, but will allow me to spread out and cook for my friends.
5. The new place - It doesn't have a name, a feel or any problems yet. But it ushers in an era of saving money. It will cost me a bit more to live there, and I already live beyond my means. That's really where I was planning to take this post.
As I was looking at my finances recently, I realized that I spend more than I bring in. I get the numbers in line only when I get birthday, Christmas and tax return money. Otherwise, on a month to month basis, more money is going out than coming in. I don't live an extravagant lifestyle at all. I eat out more than I should, but most of those meals are less than 15 dollars. I don't drink much and never in excess.
When I was made full-time by my company in December, I gave up on several hundred dollars a month. And getting my benefit coverage has been a complete pain in the ass - still unable to produce a drug card for things like birth control. I also started paying several hundred dollars a month in student loans in the new year.
Breaking things down, I will spend about 65% of my take home pay on rent, loans and bills. My disposable income is around $600. Unexpected expenses decimate me. And while I'd love to save money or travel. It's not in the budget. I want to have a car for the summer, for little day trips and to get to further more secluded beaches and parks... But I don't think I can hack it.
So, how do I decrease the spending? Well, right now I should be moving in with a roommate, not into my own bigger place. But I'm not.
10 things I'm going to do to save money:
1. No Starbucks - I don't even drink coffee and while I like a Chai Latte, I can do without it. If I'm wanting to hang out and use the free internet, I can get a steamed milk for half the price and give preferential treatment to local places - rather than the giant chain with no free internet.
2. Switch Banks - The fees commercials have finally gotten through to me. ING? Coast Capital? Vancity? Who should I be running to?
3. Drink more water - It's a healthy decision if nothing else. So is...
4. Reduce my meat intake - I don't know if I'm wanting to go vegetarian, but when I'm shopping, some of the costliest stuff is coming in the form of my protein. A lot of protein can come from alternate sources, and cheaper sources.
5. Furnish the new place with used goods - I may have to take a trip to Ikea or Walmart for things that can't be found on craigslist, but I'm committed to getting (at least) another couch that is used.
6. Not use credit cards - Right now I owe about $500 dollars, and that's as much as I ever want to owe for the rest of the year (after an escalating balance for much of 2008).
7. Eliminate the "make me feel better" shopping excuse - Even though I never spend much money, it adds up, especially in the bad months. Luckily the good months of the year are ahead of me.
8. Eat breakfast - It's a good habit and won't have me yearning for whatever I can grab, or starbucks, later.
9. Ride my bike - Especially if it is to a place that I can imagine taking a cab home from later. I can always leave my bike there if I have to, but I'm never too drunk to drive - I just don't drink that much!
10. Don't buy just because it's on sale - I always rationalize purchases because "It's regularly 80 dollars and just 20 now!" but if I have to rationalize it, I don't need it. It's the reason I have so many clothes, but nothing of real quality.
There are also more tips here: 100 in fact!
And friends who are reading this, I hope I have your support. Lets think of great plans that don't cost money! Lets make another music video, or have more games nights, or potlucks... Yes, let us do that.
2/26/2009
The End of the Affair
Yesterday afternoon my aunt died. I received word while I was at work via email. It was unexpected but as she is well into her 90's, understandable. She had a small stroke and when they went to check her later, she had passed away.
It was quick and probably without much pain.
When I found out, I was busy. It really didn't hit me until today. There was a passing thought about a table I once had at a former apartment years ago. I believe my brother may have it now. I abandoned it in a storage unit before I went to Europe four years ago.
I don't even know if that table was my aunt's. My memories of her are almost exclusively in the context of my childhood homes. She lived just a few blocks away in a small apartment overlooking my elementary schoolyard. She would often come for dinner, especially in the summer when my folks would cook vegetables straight from the garden. As she got older, we'd drive over with the mini-van to get her.
She smoked - pretty much her entire life. When she came over, my parents would give her a silver ashtray to take outside with her. It had two elephants in the middle. Funny the stuff you remember when you think back. I'm sure that ashtray otherwise holds no place in my memory.
She had once been a teacher, but that was long before I came along, or at least the years I remember. She had been married once, but like her career, I never knew of him. She would keep that name for the rest of her life... Otherwise her and I would've shared the same initials.
Despite her chosen career and marriage, she would never have children.
It's somewhat refreshing to think that despite being from a different era, she lived a life different from her cohorts.
I have but a vague memory of her home. I believe it was when we were helping her move out. She had tons of books. Books were everywhere.
I remembered this as I walked home from work tonight, so upon getting in the door I went to my bookshelf. I felt like there was a slight chance that I may have kept one of those books. Through years of moving, place after place (eight in all), I did. A 1951 publication of "The End of The Affair" by Graham Greene has her signature on the top right corner of the first yellowed page.
I've never read it.
But I will now.
Rest in peace Eleanor Freberg.
Success and the failings of my heart
I'm a high functioning individual. Success has found its way to me in many areas from a very young age. Hard work, perseverance and natural ability were all I needed.
From public speaking competitions as a young child, to math contests as a teen, to a myriad of sports achievements over the course of nearly two decades, I constantly rose to the occasion. I found success.
I had my share of failures, but they were generally blessings in disguise. I would move on quickly to another challenge, learning from my mistakes but leaving them in my past.
I don't even think I've achieved near my potential. I can be very lazy. But it doesn't change the fact that in my 27 years, I've done well for myself.
I had lunch with a friend yesterday. It's become a monthly thing where we go to the same restaurant and while I order random things from the menu, I always wish I had a sandwich. We discuss our lives and while it sounds selfish, much of it focuses on me. He's in a stable, happy relationship with a good government job, so he doesn't have the constant drama. I'd like to think my life (especially in the past few years) is interesting enough to hold a conversation anyways - my love life especially.
The last four years have been a stream of frustration. The ups don't match the downs - and there have been many. Sure, I've dated my fair share of guys. But how many have made it past the six week mark? Two, and neither of them made it to three months.
What I realized during yesterday's lunch is that no wonder it's such a focal point in my life - No amount of perseverance, hard work and natural ability can provide success in my heart. To be successful, I don't need a trip down the aisle (and frankly, that terrifies me at this point). In fact, unlike the rest of my life where first place finishes, wins, high marks, and compliments provided an attainable level of achievement, I can't even say what would make me a success in love.
Thus, I keep plugging along, a career woman who has a gorgeous retro apartment to move into just over a month from now. (Yes, it took me 24 hours to see a place, get the place and talk to my current landlord about getting out of my attic suite.)
I figure if I keep finding success in the rest of my life, eventually my heart will catch up.
2/24/2009
Finding an apartment in Vancouver: The most comprehensive list I could come up with
The three best ways to find an apartment in Vancouver:
1. Know someone - Either someone leaving a suite, who lives next door, who owns a place or manages one. Personal connections will get you the best price, location and dealings without being just another application in a pile of 30.
2. Walk the neighbourhood - A large portion of landlords would rather just put up a sign than deal with the hundreds of replies they get to ads. The sign will go up before any ad, and the early call will show that you're serious about living there.
3. Vacancy Ads - I've scoured the net and the signs in front of buildings to put this list together. It's Vancouver-centric, in that I haven't included rental management that primarily deals with other parts of the Lower Mainland.
By compilation service:
Craigslist
AMS Rentsline
Apartment Rentals.net
Housing Maps (derived by CL)
Kijiji
My Home Vancouver
Vancouver Apartments for Rent
Househunting.ca (Classifieds from the Vancouver Sun and Province)
The Georgia Straight Classifieds
The Westender Classifieds
Homerent.ca
By Management group:
Dorset Realty Group
ACD Realty
Downtown Suites
Rancho Property Mgmt
Realstar
Porte Realty
Renters Guide - by Hollyburn
Advent Real Estate
Bayside Property
Gateway Property Mgmt
Crosby Properties
Coronet Realty
Sunstar / My BC Rental
Got any others??
2/23/2009
Things a psychic recently told me
In no particular order:
I will...
Live to be 100.
Get involved this year with a man who is 6'1", with brown hair and green-blue eyes and who I possibly work with.
Stay in Vancouver, but travel a lot (and work while doing so).
Get married after 30.
Have two children in quick succession in my thirties.
Never have much money, as wealth is not a goal in my life, but the money I have I will use to see the world.
Return home several times this year for celebrations.
Quickly go from relationship to marriage when I do.
Need to be slow with any relationships, as they won't blossom until June.
Go somewhere hot in November.
I am...
A very caring person who puts her heart on the line too often.
Coming from a strong supportive family.
Close with few people but have many friends.
Willing to push people from my life if they have not been a good friend.
Very connected to a new baby boy.
Going to be a god-mother.
Well liked by my superiors at work.
Connected to the colour aqua-marine.
(**adding more as I remember)
2/18/2009
Is a bachelor enough?
I'm done with the LOL posts. It was a way to get through the Valentine's day weekend which, surprisingly, was pretty smooth anyways.
In fact, life has been pretty good as of late. Between good times with friends, a back/neck injury that seems to be solving itself, and (here I go jinxing myself) a new boy (nothing serious! just dates!)... it's just been really easy.
Sure, I feel stuck - in a job with crappy hours, with no where to go and no money to do it, a pea sized apartment that increasingly makes me feel like I have no room for my stuff, and aspirations that reach beyond my capabilities...
Yet, lately, it's okay.
My friends are rad and so far in 2009, they are playing an active and constant role in my life. For that, I couldn't be happier.
But looking around my apartment, a few hours before I make that march to work... the piles of clothes that I have to rearrange just to fit somewhere, the bookshelf that can only accommodate 3 more hardcovers despite my willingness to lend them out never to get them back...
I have this place bursting with stuff. And while I love the view of the mountains and the cross breeze going through... sometimes I wonder if my $800 a month can be better spent.
Does it mean I re-enter the roommate zone? Try for a similarly priced 1 bedroom? I'm terrified to let this place go only to have to live in Surrey. The location is impeccable and without a car (or if I bring Ales back into service, a part-time vehicle), walkability is such a huge priority for me.
I've got two months to figure this out.
Any suggestions?
2/15/2009
2/14/2009
2/13/2009
LOL! LOL! LOL!
This is classic hilarity.
This one is new to my radar, but considering my history.. anyways... Too funny... The clothes that got me laid. The post currently at the top (February 9th is especially good for many of us).
And screw the joke portion of these posts. A clip and a link is more than enough! Deal with it.
2/12/2009
LOL! LOL!
I don't have to explain what I'm doing... look below. Funny stuff all week to take my mind off Valentine's Day.
Video: 24 million people have already watched this, a few of those times were me.
Okay, so you've already seen that one, but they do have a new video!
Damn those Lonely Island boys iz hawt.
A link for you to add to your daily checks: Cake Wrecks! I never get sick of cake designs! (coming from the girl who once bought a cake while drunk, and iced it with "I don't believe in Jesus".
Random joke:
A young woman was taking an afternoon nap. After she woke up, she told her husband, "I just dreamed that you gave me a pearl necklace for Valentine's day. What do you think it means?"
"You'll know tonight." he said.
That evening, the man came home with a small package and gave it to his wife. Delighted, she opened it--only to find a book entitled "The meaning of dreams".
And a picture that makes me smile.
I love you Paul Rudd
2/11/2009
LOL!
This week I am constantly reminded by the aisles of red decor that it's Valentine's Day. Even at my most coupled state, it's a holiday that I neither understand nor like. But rather than waste a perfectly good blog post on something that will be forgotten quicker than those chocolates get marked down 50% at Shoppers Drug Mart.
So, to take my mind off of it.. I'm going to post 7 days of funny things.
First of all: I love "The Soup". Joel McHale is kinda awesome. Google and waste your entire life.
How about links?
The funniest combination of several online blog themes has got to be Cute things with Douchebags.
And ending with a joke...
This one is care of Demetri Martin: I set a personal record on Christmas. I got my shopping done three weeks ahead of time. I had all the presents back at my apartment, I was halfway through wrapping them, and I realized, 'Damn, I used the wrong wrapping paper.' The paper I used said, 'Happy Birthday.' I didn't want to waste it, so I just wrote 'Jesus' on it.
A timely note... he has a new show that premieres tonight. I don't know if we get it north of the border, but it doesn't matter, cause you were going to download/stream it anyways!
Have a good day! More fun tomorrow!



