tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-139116382011-11-27T17:08:05.233-08:00It's not the size of your blog, it's how you use it.Loxynoreply@blogger.comBlogger7321100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-70086161369131643882009-03-29T09:45:00.003-07:002009-03-29T10:06:28.523-07:00

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 VisitsAveraging 61 per dayMost visits were 292 on July 4th, 200611am-Noon gets the most visitorsTuesdays are the most popular day of the week83% of visitors come from Canada (the rest of the top ten countries: US,

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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

Loxynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-5901386520267713602009-03-25T22:46:00.003-07:002009-03-26T00:22:25.061-07:00

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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

Loxynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-43733493923400160942009-03-20T14:01:00.003-07:002009-03-20T14:12:27.093-07:00

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

Loxynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-16487509940981506362009-03-14T18:49:00.004-07:002009-03-14T21:21:04.110-07:00

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

Loxynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-82665849737450937052009-03-11T09:12:00.002-07:002009-03-11T09:38:17.434-07:00

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

Loxynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-77360918053978496162009-03-08T11:18:00.002-07:002009-03-08T12:24:14.019-07:00

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

Loxynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-54991740435909976142009-03-03T16:54:00.002-08:002009-03-03T17:40:59.046-08:00

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

Loxynoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-64969247501392059632009-03-02T12:21:00.003-08:002009-03-02T14:15:19.693-08:00

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

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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

Loxynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-16378310565932353492009-02-26T09:21:00.003-08:002009-02-26T09:49:30.707-08:00

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

Loxynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-71724000569141647402009-02-24T12:29:00.004-08:002009-02-24T12:55:08.212-08:00

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

Loxynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-14861085007632293912009-02-23T11:00:00.004-08:002009-02-26T09:52:36.028-08:00

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

Loxynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-1409513065587397432009-02-18T09:33:00.002-08:002009-02-18T12:21:58.155-08:00

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

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A link to entertain you: http://www.mcsweeneys.net/

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Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.netFunny link? Give a friend an ecard!

Loxynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-56502543261201877492009-02-13T16:17:00.003-08:002009-02-15T11:21:42.802-08:00

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.

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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! (

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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

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It seems I'm having a bit of a bad luck day. I woke up at the crack of dawn with a pain in my back. There was nothing to indicate where it came from, especially since I had been just fine when I went to bed a few hours earlier. The pain is bad. I've taken Ibuprofen and muscle relaxants but nothing makes it feel better. It hurts just lying here in bed. It hurts more when I move. It's

Loxynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-80321243097694603442009-01-30T12:30:00.000-08:002009-01-30T12:31:56.644-08:00

So, I'm supposed to write a list of 25 things about myself. And since I'm desperately looking for ways to avoid cleaning my apartment before going to work this afternoon...Rules: You are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to

Loxynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-75405194596144317022009-01-30T10:21:00.003-08:002009-01-30T10:37:53.209-08:00

Friends came out of the woodwork yesterday. Today seems brighter. We all have our bad days, mine are just more public.

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Dear all 20 people who read this blog (if there is even that many), I'm desperate. There. I said it. I want someone to love. Is that so terrible?Here's a question for you: Do you have a blog where you rant about how you're really feeling? I do. This is it. You hear when I'm feeling crappy and when I'm feeling swell - though if things are really going well, I generally don't have the time

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For about a month in the late fall, I would walk past a dead squirrel on the way to work. I assumed it had been hit by a car, but it wasn't as flat as I would've expected to be run over. At first it was right on the sidewalk along 12th right by City Hall. Then a few days later it was on the grass beside. The snow came and I forgot to look for that dead squirrel as I tried to navigate the snowy

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Last night, instead of going out with the girls, I canceled. I couldn't do it. My stomach killed and after a banana peel incident on my stairs that left me with a concussion, I couldn't bear to do anything. Tonight, it's the same. Grocery shopping followed by the beginning of an obsession. This week, it's Dexter. I have three seasons to catch up on. And an early morning to have. Help me find

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Remember this post? I heard the same speech tonight. Once again, I'm glad it came early enough in the relations that I didn't get dragged along. I think he's a good guy despite his lack of interest in me. But man, I'm tired. I'm 27. It's been almost four years since I had more than just a fleeting short-lived two month relationship. I want more than anything to share my life with someone. I'm

Loxynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-32593023356842827032009-01-20T11:01:00.000-08:002009-01-20T11:03:06.294-08:00

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I don't profess to be a know-it-all about civic politics. Far from it, in fact. If you want real discussion about recent catch phrases like "Gregor's Blank Cheque" or "Milleniumgate" or "The Troubled Olympic Village", there are many more credible sources found online - even them.)I've only lived in Vancouver for 3ish years and until I had to learn names for current event quizzes in my Broadcast

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My computer broke down on Boxing Day. Yesterday, a shiny silver MacBook arrived in my mail. For three weeks, I was sans computer. In some ways, it doesn't seem like a long time. In my world it felt like an eternity. As city hall stories broke, I was forced to read on an ipod because my backup computer would crash if you did anything (like open more than one window). My ipod has been full of

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JulyIn some respects, this month sucked more than all the ones before it. Within a week, my computer hard drive died (while I was backing it up) and took all my pictures from the first 6 months of the year, my camera died (and I had to be without it for the next two months), my dad did not die (but had more cancer surgery), and my Marty Reasoner became an Atlanta Thrasher (where he has one of

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JanuaryUsually I start new things mid-year but this time, January offered a real beginning for me. I began my career as a reporter, I bought an SLR camera and tried to leave the issues of a past relationship behind me. With the job, came ridiculous hours, evenings during the week and waking up before the crack of dawn on the weekends. My social life, inevitably, took a beating. The year before I

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Want to know how I'll be spending my New Years Eve?Even though I spent yesterday in bed, fading in and out of fever dreams, unable to eat anything more than a handful of frozen blueberries and a cup of soup.. I am expected at work today. I'm sure my co-workers will appreciate having someone at the peak of strep throat symptoms in their presence from 5 until the stroke of midnight.I will have now

Loxynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-85692995019384362332008-12-27T16:15:00.002-08:002008-12-27T16:25:03.106-08:00

I had big plans for a Christmas recap and year in review post but those will have to wait. My lovely year and a half old MacBook has decided it no longer wants to wake from its slumber and has taken all the pictures and video from my island visit with it. The hard drive, as you may remember was replaced just six months ago. I am typing this entry on my iPod touch. I have no idea what I will

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I never once thought about presents that I would be missing out on, I just wanted to be with family. And I got here safe and sound. Thanks to my friends, co-workers and bosses who offered their homes and Christmas dinners to me.Happy Holidays.

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It's just after 7 in the morning on Christmas eve. I've been sick for the past five days but haven't gotten any better as I've been working 10 straight days, with the 11th day this afternoon. All of this work was okay because at the end, I'd have a couple days to spend with family. The plan was to head over to Vancouver Island after work, catching one of the last ferries and making it to my

Loxynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-55412774936208683862008-12-23T16:32:00.002-08:002008-12-23T17:16:29.195-08:00

It was already my plan to write up my top ten favourite Christmas songs, but there's a little added incentive from Miss604's iTunes Giveaway. It's pretty motown-heavy, but that's just how I roll. So here they are... at the bottom you can find the other 15 songs to be added so that it's a full CD.10. Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree - Brenda Lee9. What Christmas Means to Me - Stevie Wonder8.

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(a friend and a fellow journalist)So last night was the Christmas party - the source of my shoe consideration the past week. My friend and I hitched a ride with a co-worker and hatched a plan to leave early and catch a flick. By 9:30 we were on our way out to "Frost/Nixon" a parallel on some level of our own lives. We missed the stories which will eventually become legend around the office, and

Loxynoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-31570849987133803472008-12-19T10:49:00.002-08:002008-12-19T11:00:04.194-08:00

(that non-joke has been made too many times already)Anyways, the best way to find the right shoe is to.. buy it. Frankly, I don't have the funds. But while wandering through some consignment stores, I found a pair that essentially look like the ones below. Mine are pointier but otherwise the same. I'm about 5'11 when I wear them. That's the height I'm looking for. I guess my poll on the side

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One negative about living alone is the lack of a second opinion. So, as I'm super busy from this afternoon right until Saturday night for the work Christmas party... I have to put together the outfit this morning.I've decided on a dress that I've had for years but haven't worn since the infamous NYE three years ago.My problem is the shoes. Please help.Here is the dress:(Excuse my early morning

Loxynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-12035658674681646122008-12-15T13:11:00.004-08:002008-12-15T13:17:20.527-08:00

Snow in Vancouver is usually more like white rain. It is water by the time it hits the ground and, at best, it creates streets of slush. But this time around, it is cold enough for actual snow - that hasn't melted! I think the term "arctic deep freeze" doesn't really describe what we are going through (thanks News1130) especially if you look at the weather map and see the high temperatures

Loxynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-71731876663629859952008-12-14T00:59:00.003-08:002008-12-14T01:03:50.542-08:00

Yesterday morning I was sad because I felt like I was going to spend my long weekend alone. Who was I kidding? Best weekend ever!1. Oilers beat Canucks.2. Watched two documentaries and one cheesy lady movie.3. Canucks score no goals in game against Oilers.4. Snow. And snow that might stick overnight!5. I made a ridiculous movie.Sure, I'm alone, but I'm way rad.

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I booked this weekend off months ago when I had plans for a trip to Tofino. Plans fell apart long before I admitted it and now I'm left with a weekend off (prior to working 11 straight days up to Christmas).I have no idea what to do.Christmas shopping is done.Friends have already gotten my homemade "holiday" cards.I have minimal funds.My apartment is in full Christmas mode.By the end of the

Loxynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-89028292093641512272008-12-10T22:14:00.003-08:002008-12-10T22:39:57.169-08:00

Loxy has new hopes, dreams, hair and website.27 is barely the beginning. I'm so excited for what I'm going to do with this life.The things I need to do to get to the next level..1. Network2. Go to everything3. Meet people4. Read, Write, Think5. Stop wasting timeThe 7 hours I work as a reporter everyday isn't enough. I want to do more, see more, be more.

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Official can count: 11 (Monday 11:30pm)My mini food bank drive continues. Any comments until Saturday at midnight will add to the total of cans that I will be putting towards the cause. I welcome you to match my total! And I'm not the only one. Cans for Comments is taking over the blogosphere.Here's the ever-growing list of blogs you can visit to help the cause:The MonkeyDelicious Juice Blue

Loxynoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-8046937859662875102008-12-07T10:39:00.005-08:002008-12-09T00:54:47.751-08:00

So this is one of those entries where I just write. I had plans all week about what I wanted to say, but, for whatever reason, never got to it. So now I'm forced to write without that sense of organization. It's just me and my MacBook (in desperate need of a clean).Things I've noticed since I woke up this morning.1. My house still smells like pine. (Go Tree Go!)2. I'm not pregnant. (This

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A lot of things happened yesterday... personally and, of course, politically. The most important in my personal life is acquiring a tree. It's in front of my closet in my room. Seeing that I live in a shoebox, there are only so many places for it to go. I woke up this morning and was immediately struck by the pine smell. Usually a tree is in the living room, but seeing that all my place is one

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Today is the first day of December. It's also the first time I've really felt like Christmas is coming. Despite putting carols on my playlist as of the 25th of November, I was more humbug than ho ho ho. But today, something did it for me. I was walking home from work in the pouring rain but decided to walk a bit out of the way, down 10th from Columbia to Manitoba. It's a street of beautiful

Loxynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-71167817479206397132008-11-30T01:03:00.002-08:002008-11-30T01:44:50.139-08:00

So, over the past few days I've felt like I've been keeping something from you... my dreams. From flying an airplane to helping people escape jail to being chased out of a museum.I had no idea the worst was still to come. I woke up Thursday morning in an absolute panic. What is the worst dream that I could have had?The pregnancy dream. It's not that I don't think little hands and feet are cute

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Tempurpedic mattress undefiled by sex. - $1200 (Coquitlam) Reply to: sale-934740112@craigslist.org [?]Date: 2008-11-26, 3:10AM PSTFor the price these things retail at, you'd think they'd be made of women but no, they're made of some kind of space age foam developed by NASA. Unfortunately, while NASA technology can put men on the moon, it didn't put any women in my bed. I did sleep very well on

Loxynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-52080570230401055182008-11-26T00:45:00.001-08:002008-11-26T10:24:17.237-08:00

With the help of govolunteer.ca, I'm hoping to be donating my time starting next week. I need something other than watching eight straight episodes of "How I Met Your Mother" as a reason to get up every morning before noon. When you don't work until 3pm, there is a huge chunk of unused time. If I don't fill it with productive activities, I will spend money I don't have. But it's not all about

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Being single is a good time to figure out what you want in life. There's no other goals to factor in, no marriage time line or (god forbid) kids. And I while I'm not in a career that is particularly conducive to long-term planning, my answer to "what do you plan to do with your career?" is unknown. After the Olympics in 2010, I will start to consider my options. I will be 28.5 years old with a

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Last night I didn't get a lot of sleep. Maybe three hours? It was one of those tossy-turny nights where a simple question of "why didn't he like me?" turned into a full scale consideration of who I am as a person. I didn't come to any earth shattering conclusions. I know I'm pretty awesome, I'm not exactly awesomely pretty, but I haven't broken a camera lens yet, and there will be somebody for

Loxynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-54897007665733325422008-11-21T00:18:00.002-08:002008-11-21T01:15:11.091-08:00

(Most of my relationship stuff goes on a separate blog these days, but I got the go ahead for this particular post.)Tonight I got the pre-dump - that is, the breakup before the dating ever starts. It sucks. Instead of a broken heart, it's a broken hope. With each of these random guys that I meet in Vancouver, there is that exciting little hope at the start. While the hope I had for this

Loxynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-31426844594313495792008-11-20T09:20:00.000-08:002008-11-20T12:28:13.929-08:00

Courtesy News1130.com:You can read more about it at Ecojustice.ca.

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Thanks Wordle!

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Here you can do a hue test to see how well you see the differentiations between colours. I got 14. The lower the score, the better!

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This morning I woke up to a bout of anxiety. I didn't want to leave my bed or get up or do any of the things I planned for the day. I felt so down, so blah, but I felt like there was no reason for this momentary depression. Nothing is particularly bad right now. Eventually I stopped feeling sorry for myself and arranged to meet up with a friend. We walked around my neighbourhood and I

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Random picturesMy lovely and talented lady friends (Kye and Alison) who call meChocolate almond barkMad MenHugsGinger AleGregor RobertsonMy legs in heelsHand massagesPeople who put themselves out there, to enjoy life and have life enjoy them.

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Great article from the Vancouver Courier..

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As I've mentioned before, I've already voted. And while I won't say exactly which candidates got my vote, the following entry will make my opinions quite obvious.Before going into it, I want to say that as a journalist I try to give the major sides a fair voice. That doesn't mean I'm unbiased. I'm not, I'm very biased because I'm informed. That said, I think it's important to know your bias,

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Let me tell you about the time I tried to see Conan O'Brien. It was the summer I spent in Montreal. I went down to New York for a few days before I was set to catch a flight to Edmonton from Toronto. It was blazing hot and the hostel I was staying in didn't have air-conditioning. Our co-ed dorm room was a mess of really attractive men sleeping in their underwear, myself and another girl.

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So, I'm back in Vancouver meaning it must be time to vote AGAIN. I'd say I'm getting sick of voting, but I actually enjoy it. I like being part of the process and the media that gets to cover it. Needless to say, I was shocked and upset that I was left off the municipal election coverage team. But that's neither here nor there. I've already voted in an advanced poll and you can too. I think

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This is a picture of Edmonton's city hall. I figure I spend enough time walking by and posting about Vancouver's civic building, that I should at least grab a picture of the one that haunted my childhood Social Studies classes. Growing up, my worst class was "Etudes Sociales", Le French version. Go figure, I should end up with a degree in Economics with a minor in History.It wasn't until a

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Our Voice is a donation based "street" newspaper in Edmonton. It talks about issues that people on the streets have, and the money benefits them. I used to walk past a man selling these newspapers all the time when I lived in Edmonton. When I worked at "The Met" Hotel, I saw him at least twice daily. In all that time, I never bought a paper from him, despite it costing me 50 cents...those two

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A friend of mine used to live in this building. That was about 4 years ago, if not longer. So much has changed since then. I am back in Edmonton this week for the first time in nearly a year. As I previously mentioned, the drive into the city has changed. It's never been much of a drive, but now it's a confusion of freeways, off-ramps, overpasses and concrete. The city itself has the

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The play-by-by so far: I did not get enough sleep.I kept dreaming about the NDP and byelections.Derek drove me to the airport.Thanks Derek!I bought two magazines.(I don't allow myself to purchase many, but for flights I allocate myself two each way.)The flight was only about 1/4 full. I got the emergency exit row seat.I arrived this morning.That drive in is ugly. My darling Kim, is not. She is so

Loxynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-62815665244281337682008-10-27T14:19:00.005-07:002008-10-27T14:37:44.275-07:00

I walk by Vancouver City Hall every day. But last week, I noticed something that made me angry and now I feel angry every time I walk past the building.According to my editors, it's not even worth a story, but it bugs me, so I'll write it here.They have Christmas lights on. Two large trees have thousands of lights strung up to the top. While I respect the city for using led lights, thus

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There is so much out there.Be out there.See out there.Feel.Experience the beauty of our world.It is ever changing, so the way it is today, it will never be again.3 days to Edmonton.So much to do before I go.

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My knee is messed up. I can walk all day and it never hurts. I sit down for 10 minutes and it feels like it needs to crack, so I straighten or bend it, and sometimes it hurts so much that I have use my arms to force it. Counter-intuitive right? It's a joint, shouldn't it hurt when it moves? Doctor doesn't know what the problem is, sent me for inconclusive X-rays. Next step? Physio. (Once I

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Just finished the Federal Election... I'm in a riding that has to do a byelection for the provincial MLA... then there's a municipal election in November, and also that battle south of the border.

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Today Now!: How To Pretend You Give A Shit About The ElectionREALLY BIG SIGH.I'm ashamed of a lot of Canadians right now.

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VoteLast time, 65% of eligible voters voted. It would be great to pass the 70% mark. I figure, if you don't vote, you don't have a right to complain about the country. Just vote. And as I mentioned in my election post, I believe in leadership that can be questioned. In fact, I expect that our leaders, our politicians answer to the public and to the media. This entire campaign and much of the

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Congratulations are in order. My brother, after a nearly 9 year relationship, has asked his girlfriend.. er.. now fiancee to marry him. I think many people thought it was about time... but considering they only moved in together a year ago, I think it makes sense. Anyways, Congrats!!They are still on the island Thansgiving it up with my folks, grandfolks and other relatives. They are probably

Loxynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13911638.post-91258305836666754922008-10-08T10:47:00.004-07:002008-10-08T11:57:02.134-07:00

I have a TV, but it's primary use is for the dvd player and the magic sing karaoke microphone. I get a couple of channels but having been without tv for a while, I never know when shows are on. I just know that after work I sit in front of the tv until midnight and then I turn it on and am greeted by Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert in succession. But much of the tv I watch is online.Last night,

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Just how single I am was confirmed again tonight. Sigh.I just want to get away. I want to get so far away. At least if I'm somewhere that I don't know anyone, it makes sense to feel alone. I guess I'm just frustrated. Things are going well. I like doing my job. I like the daily rush. I had an amazing summer. I want someone to share it with. Someone who cares.

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So, it's Saturday night. I got off work at 4:30, wandered around winners for a while, got some socks, went home, sang karaoke for a while, drank some Dr. Pepper, watched dvd tv... but all the while I just wait, I wonder, I am pre-occupied by the fact that I'm "on call". Tonight the verdict for a case could come down. You may have heard about it. A guy is on trial for burning down the apartment

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 Halloween '02? Halloween has always held a special place in my heart. As a kid I made a big deal about it because it meant a shocking quantity of candy - something that was definitely a treat it our house growing up. In my adult years, I've had a range of costumes. I've done what most girls do at some point.. use Halloween as an excuse to wear lingerie and say it's a costume. The one above,

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Courtesy of the Political Compass

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Last night I had several dreams that I remember. Each time I started a new one I felt like the previous one was a dream and the current one was life. This happened four consecutive times.  I'm not going to go into detail (because the last thing you want is a post about nothing - wait, that's what I always do!)...  The first dream, I was watching people play soccer. I wanted so badly to be out

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A few people have commented to me that I care more about the American election than the Canadian one on this blog. (Well, have you checked out this recent onion article?) I won't disagree that many of the links, articles, and videos I've posted on here and facebook are focused on the events south of the border. The longer the election period (and the American one seemingly lasts forever), the

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I love going to used stores - NOT vintage stores that scour used stores for goods that they can mark up four times. I try to hit a Salvation Army or a Value Village every week. Sometimes I know what I'm going in for, sometimes I just scour. This past week, I got a vest, a book of road maps from the 70s (that I plan to cover random household goods with), a leather jacket (is it a faux pas if

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On Tuesday, I turn 27.Due to scheduling conflicts (work and school), I already had the party. It was a poorly attended affair that ended with me wandering home from the Brickhouse alone, plotting to never celebrate a birthday again. There was nothing wrong with the event, a couple co-workers, teammates and a fellow blogger showed up... and I'm glad they did. There was some nice conversation,

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Well said.

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As for squirrels, they are sneaky and sketchy at the same time. I don't like their mannerisms.And then there is Michael Cera or George Michael Bluth. Now he thinks he's too good for the Arrested Development movie... too good for the show that gave him fame (and probably a little fortune) by playing the awkward kid that he actually is in real life. Well, I have two letters for this Cera punk...

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I touched on this during my last entry... the idea that within Vancouver, there is a subsection that of people that I see. We are vaguely defined by the neighbourhood (Mount Pleasant-Main Street-Self described East Vancouverites despite our address saying otherwise), we are vaguely defined by our style (skinny jeans-flat shoes-those scarves that I refuse to wear but see wherever I go) and the

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Let me tell you about my Wednesday. I went for a run.It was a good run. I found a four leafed clover while bending down to tie my shoes.I then walked about 25 blocks, some with groceries. I got home. I realized I had lost my keys. Somewhere along the way. I had to re-run my route. I found the keys where I found the clover. I ran home.I was late for work. Let me tell you about my Thursday.I

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I have a decision to make, and I don't know what to do. Essentially, I've booked a trip to Toronto and Montreal at the end of October. But I'm wondering if it's the right destination.So, I did a tarot card decision spread: Issues underlying the decision: Right now I'm juggling two things in the air. There are two options of travel and finances mean I can't do both. What hinders the decision:

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I hope dreams don't come trueIn the last two nights, I've had two crazy dreams. On Tuesday night, I dreamt that my father died. Often I remember the details of my dreams but knowing I didn't want to dwell on such a topic, I let it disappear from my mind through the morning. (I also gave my dad a call yesterday too.)Then there was last night... I was at a school, in the gymnasium. I believe it

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Today is the first day of the rest of my life. A friend forwarded me a link. I never looked back. I don't know what current.com is, and I'm too lazy to look, but thank you for your efforts and the easy stealability of your clips. And thank you Sarah Haskins. More "Target:Women" videos, please. Here's what I could find so far...

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My week:One wedding announcementOne house guest, one friend with sister, and many other people in town.One amazing show (Radiohead), one venue changed show that we never made it to (Mirah)Three visits to the BrickhouseTwo visits by an ex-girlfriendTwo visits to the Anza ClubOne DJ that didn't let a song last past 30 seconds before changing itMany pictures already on facebookAnd reconnecting with

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Anxiety?

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First of all, the show was awesome.  (A certain monkey I know has the setlist up.)The songs were played to perfection, the sound was great, and it took until hours later to realize how wet I actually was.  I have waited since Junior High to see Radiohead.  While I was familiar with "Creep", "Just" was the it song of my teen years.  And seeing that they never come to Alberta, despite the problems

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That's me.  No makeup, no prep and it was only the third picture I took - using the grainy built in camera on my MacBook.  I'm wearing a pair of black sweatpants that are from my first year of high school volleyball in 1996.  I am wearing a little black tank top, that truthfully, I wore all of today under a blouse.  Going to bed in parts of my daytime wear is a frequent occurrence.  I own my fair

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