One random overheard snippet of a co-worker's phone conversation this afternoon:

(sounding exhasperated) "Because she doesn't like his teeth."

Curious.

Woohoo!

Cool. {g}

Janet Jackson isn't dead, is she? I dreamt that she'd died. She accidentally locked herself in her safe which was somehow set to lock with some kind of timing mechanism, and died. How tragic.

I also had a flying dream last night, but I only mention that to annoy certain people who apparently don't have flying dreams. I wasn't flying on my own though, I had to hold on to these inflatable cushions, and they kept slipping away or popping, so I'd get lower and lower. Still. It was cool.

I've only got two Lemony Snicket books to go. Really must work on my mom and the autobiography. (Or I could just buy it myself, but where's the fun in that?)

Sometimes I think all my problems would be solved if I had a boyfriend, then I get mad at myself for thinking that way.

Ugh.

Anyway. Three and a half Lemony Snicket books down. Love em. (Pretty much knew I would, but yeah.) I think the number of times I've laughed out loud is increasing with each book. And apparently they're making a movie? How will that work with all the authorial comments? (Which are fabulous... now I've got to convince my mom to buy the autobiography.)

I had a picnic tonight but it still doesn't really feel like summer. Who wants to go swimming?

My mom just brought home eight Lemony Snicket books for me to read {g}.

It's so cool having a mom who's a librarian. Although I guess as of today, she's retired. Technically retired, if not officially retired. Weird weird weird.

WOOHOO!

I just found a folder full of MP3s I'd stashed on the other computer. I thought I'd lost em all, but no... I'm so clever.

Ooh, Christian Bale and Jude Law are both on the talk show circuit this week. Mmm... blonde Brit boys.

(Jude's on Letterman on Tuesday, and Christian's on Leno on Friday.)

(Now watch me forget completely.)

Hee hee, someone found my blog by searching for "sexxy stories".

Oh, I forgot to mention Friday night... I can finally call myself a true Vancouverite (well, suburb-dweller of Vancouver, but whatever), as I have now eaten at the famous Naam. And the fries are indeed delicious. We went to see Lord of the Rings up at school with Celia, and ended up running into another friend up there. The movie itself was slightly disappointing, cutting off as it did with ten minutes left to go. Bah. The death scene and the boat scene are two of my favourites :P Ah well. Not like I haven't seen em before.

Anyway, then we went for dinner, and it was really, really nice sitting at a table where you could talk about both subjects of extreme geekiness (hobbits, Star Wars, and cloaks, for example) and Canadiana (ie waiter-who-looked-like-Don-McKellar, The Guess Who, etc), and everyone would know what you were talking about. Good times.

Oh, so the first of our group of high school friends got married this past weekend. Weirdness. The wedding itself was really cool -- it was a Bahai ceremony, which apparently means you can do whatever you like, as long as it's watched over and approved by an official Bahai representative. And no longer do I wonder why people cry at weddings. I got a little teary as she came down the aisle. (Although really I don't exactly know why I got teary, so maybe I do still wonder a little.)

Some slight awkwardness hanging around between the ceremony and the reception, but then there were mysterious and delicious cookies, speeches (more tearyness -- her dad's adorable), dinner, a slide show, games, lots and lots of amazing dancing (both in the 'wow, what a good dancer' and 'oh my god look what that guy's doing!' sense of 'amazing'), music both good and horrible (yay, 90s crap! yay, Kylie Minogue! yay, Shakira!), and even a skit. I wish my cousins were as dorkily talented. And I say this every time I'm forced to dance, but I have got to do that more often.

I think this year is the first year I've ever really felt grown-up. I don't feel grown-up all the time, but there have been definitely moments of adultness recently. Strange.

That's a little disturbing. And as for the legal challenge over parentage... I have no idea which couple I'd side with.

*sigh*

I haven't felt this warm and fuzzy for ages. My SFU email account expires on the 10th (I really should get around to setting up an alumni account to forward it to) so I've been going through three years worth of saved emails and newsgroup posts. I'm working through the KITH folder right now. KITH2K memories, oh my... that was a glorious time. I'm getting drunk on love for the entire newsgroup.