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About a week ago, I designed and ordered a shirt from cafe press. You can call me impulsive, because the moment I activated my credit card, I bought the shirt right away without even thinking about quality and whatnot. Well, I got the shirt today, and I'm pretty satisfied with the way it turned out. So you can call me happy too.

The print job is not top-notch, but for $22 CAD, it's good enough. Plus, the actual shirt that they printed on was from American Apparel, so at least I know that some scrawny kid did not make the shirt.

Anyway, I've got some eye-candy for you...or eyesore...

1979 is a year old! I'm making a big deal out of this because this is probably the only blog site that I've actually cared about.

Anyway, there's a bigger and a more gasp-worthy news. Y'all know Lance of N*SYNC? Well...apparently he's gay.

Shocking! Shocking! Shocking!

Actually, not really. I think the whole world was just waiting for him to come out of the closet. And he did, so there you go.

By the way, it's also Kevin Spacey's BIRTHDAY! w00t!!!

I haven't seen many of my high school friends since high school ended. I've been quite the anti-social this break. Fortunately enough, a friend of mine came to the rescue and pulled me out of hibernation. When I finally saw some familiar faces, I was welcomed with the most ridiculous yet funny greetings.

B: Wow! Denise, is that you? You're still alive? I thought you died.

M: You know what, you should get a farewell party every year. You like, disappeared.

Death? Disappearance? Denise? Sounds right to me.

I also went to Centre Island last Friday. Mind you, I didn't want to go - I was forced to go. I actually wanted to work and make money instead of spending money on some anti-climatic trip...But, heh, I really have no say to what I can do on Fridays.

Thank God for cameras though. Pictures made everything somewhat worth it.









So that's Friday. My Saturday was waaaaaaaaayyy more exciting! I saw the third Jays vs. Yankees game at Rogers Centre and it was very, very fun! The dome was packed, and the energy in there was so scary. My family and I were surrounded by mostly Yankees fans. So that just totally sucked all the Blue Jays patriotism out of me. Unfortunately, the Blue Jays lost that day, and even though it pains me to see them lose and to not see BJ Ryan pitch, it's still all good because they managed to kill the Yankees three times on their four-game series.

Oh, my bad. Not killed, but MURDERED!



Anyway, I have some media coverage on that as well.



50,000+ people watched the game!



I found this funny...tee-hee.

And one more thing.



I made this...Meez thing...Sorry, I had to say that like it wasn't evident enough that I did, because I really don't know what to say about it or what it really is. But I made it to somewhat look like me...maybe...

So there's my photo-video-studded week. I hope your internet co-operated with you. If not, I apologize.

Last night, the storm was intense. We lost electricity in our area for about an hour. Nobody freaked out though, it was all fun. The blackout somewhat brought the family together. We had this meaty discussion about complete nothingness. It was great. I totally forgot about all my problems.

It's also amazing how you start to value things that are actually valuable when all the junk is out of the way. Sometimes, I wish for more blackouts to unexpectedly happen, they seem to do some good to people, including me.

Oh, and I finally got my Visa card today.

Yay.

Adulthood, here I come. Debt, here I come.

Work is tiring, and most times, boring. I believe I'm supposed to hate it too. But the abnormal thing is, I'm on the edge of appreciating the whole concept of working. If work wasn't such a dull and energy-sucking place, I don't think I would appreciate home like I do now. I remember being unemployed (well, of course I remember, it wasn't so long ago) and wanting to just get out of the house badly, but I had no reason to. The place wasn't even a home - it was just a house. Now, every time I come home from work, I thank God for my bed, for my pj's, for my mom's weird antics, for the presence of everyone at home, for my dad's Sukiyaki, for Douglas Coupland and his genius, for my sister and her undying love for the Beatles and Pink Floyd, for my brother...for being too quiet and rarely seen, and of course, for baseball. My house is actually not as insipid as it seems. Heh, it just took an utterly monotonous job to figure that out.

People, including myself, fascinate me. Once nature drags you out of your comfort zone and place you just right outside the box you've been in, you start to see things differently. I, for one, can vouch for that. Every time I’m working, my home becomes a snow globe. I see everything, anything, and things I’ve never seen before. I see them all in all angles, and it’s so riveting. I just want to dive in there and experience the beauty first-hand, the only problem is, I can’t because I’m stuck in a less inviting environment, which is unfortunately just right outside the snow globe. The torture.

That’s life. You really don’t know what you have until it’s gone. Or in my case, I don’t know what I have until it’s temporarily gone. Very cliché for me to say, but it’s completely true. Well, I'm glad I got a taste of that. At least, now I know what to do and what to say to people who are seemingly unimportant in my life. Actually, I knew what to do and what to say, and the whatnots, I just needed something to kick me, and my job did just that.

Ha! My work works for me.

I guess, that is life.

I'm sooo broke. Instead of watching the new summer flicks that are now out and making the big bucks, I resort to watching them movies that I already own several times. Well, it's not really the matter of resorting, it's more like I've been reduced to doing it, because I ain't got the greens...how sad is that?

Fine. That was a rhetorical question.

Ok, so as the title suggests, you can probably guess that Happy Gilmore is one of those movies that my DVD player have sucked the life out of. I don't know, I really enjoy Adam Sandler's films. I can watch them over and over and over again, and the only thing that would probably get sick is my DVD player.

This week, I've watched Happy Gilmore about four times, and the saddest part is, I work full-time! So imagine me wasting my only couple of hours of rest on Happy Gilmore. I suppose you can say that the movie makes me terribly happy. But watching it almost religiously is also terribly unhealthy.

Heh, I don't mind that.

As a matter of fact, after I publish this post, I'm going to watch Happy Gilmore for the fifth time...

Isn't that disturbing?

I don't understand why certain guys think you like them because you initiated some sort of petty conversation. No, it's not called attraction, it's called a "friendly" chat or in many cases; pity.

I also don't understand the shallowness of many people. Seriously, how do you fall in love with a person based on his/her looks alone? Are you really willing to die for that person's beauty? Because if you are, then I might as well kill you.

Reality check: that's disgusting, degrading and disturbing.

It also ticks me off when people think they're the hottest thing because some person's staring at them. Um, hello?! Don't these people realize that their underwear is probably sticking out or that they've probably sat on dog turd?

GAH! The ego of these people, or rather the stupidity...or rather the desperation.

It's insane in the membrane

Anyway, I've decided to finally post some pictures on this blog because I figured that this site needs some colours. The pictures are from my Niagara/cherry picking trip two weeks back.

Enjoy.

I haven't updated for awhile. You can probably guess why. Well, if you can't then tough luck. I suggest that you read my previous entries instead.

Anyway, the week wasn't tough, just a bit boring, and I suppose it was challenging enough getting through such a boring week. Nothing too exciting happened except for a friend's birthday party last Friday. That too wasn't all hyped up. However, I did enjoy the company of my fellow youth group members. We had this great conversation about hardwood floors....ha....I know, hardwood floors?

The most interesting thing that happened this week was seeing old friends again.

Catching up is good. Now, I know.

Oh, another high point of the week was my signing up for a credit card...without les parents knowing. I didn't do anything wrong. As a matter of fact, getting that card was a pretty smart move. Methinks.

My sister and I decided to pay a visit to the library today. I was really excited to go and borrow books and movies. I suppose the thought of renting things for free really excites me.

I got three books and about seven movies checked out. I'm trying to accomplish my goal of watching all the Hitchcock movies and reading all of Douglas Coupland's books before the school year begins. I'm going to start reading Eleanor Rigby tonight and watch Rear Window as well...but you really didn't need to know that. You also don't need to know that I'm going to watch Jackie Brown (the only Tarantino flick that I haven't seen) tomorrow after work, but I'm telling you anyway.

Anyway, today could have been such an awesome day if only I didn't get the news about Gilmore Girls getting the boot from the W Network. Those freaking people decided to replace my favourite show with Miss Match. I mean, c'mon! Why?

Whatever.

Now that I think about it, I have a job! I can buy the DVD boxsets...HELLO!

Speaking of work, tomorrow marks my second week of working as a full-time employee. Not really important, but, I'm telling you anyway...again.

Oh and do any of you know a good commenting system that works well with Blogger? No Blogkomm please, I can't get that to work. And no remotely hosted ones as well. Thanks...

All right, so much for being random.

This weekend, I realized that I know nothing about love and/or weddings.

On Saturday, I went to my mom's friend's bridal shower. That was the first time I've ever attented a bridal shower in my life and needless to say everything was so new to me...except the food. When we started playing this pictionary-like game, I couldn't guess anything because it was all wedding related. I didn't feel stupid, I just felt lost and completely out of place.

Then yesterday, Sunday, my parents' friends had a renewal of vows after the church service. Again, it all looked so weird to me...but the food, which was served after the ceremony. Seriously, I don't know what to do in these events. I mean, the groom (or whatever, I don't know) was the one who came up to me to shake my hand and then I told him, "Good JOB!" With so much pride too. Pathetic. Then I realized, I could have just simply said congratulations. It would have been a more appropriate thing to say.

Useless.

After that we went to Niagara Falls, the freaking honeymoon capital of the world. It just had to end with Niagara Falls to further emphasize my dried out romantic life. There were a lot of couples holding hands and doing stuff couples should do...privately. I was obviously by myself but I wasn't like, "Poor Denise. She's going to be a crazy cat lady." Nah, I could care less because I just don't get it. Meh.

I gotta be honest though, sometimes I do feel like a hopeless romantic, but most of the time, I'm just pretty clueless.