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First of Ber Twenty Ten

September, you and your monthly counterparts come so quickly now. It’s really scary. At least today you still feel like mid-August, complete with the 80+ degree heat and humidity. I don’t mind it too much, but I am looking forward to another beautiful Fall. Maybe we’ll take another hiking trip along the escarpment this year. That would be nice.

Both Pete and I got haircuts this past weekend. Let me tell you. The shampoo (used as verb here) that Zefira (my “stylist”) gave me was the best I had in my LIFE. It was borderline orgasmic I tell you! I didn’t want to leave the shampoo chair. She did a great job at cutting my hair too. Not too many can cut it just long enough to tie back, but just short enough to be out of the way – perfect. She blow dried it straight to make it all nice and neat so I took pictures of it when I got home to document. Of course my hair is back to it’s crazy kinked out self now, but most of the bulk is gone which is why I got the cut in the first place.

Labour/Labor weekend a comin’ up. Official end of summer. A list of things I’d like to accomplish before it’s over:

  1. Clean the stinking apartment thoroughly.
  2. Make an SF list.
  3. Make use of the cable and watch many movies On-Demand (mostly the free ones).
  4. Kill the cable (after the movie fest; we planned this as a cost cut months ago after we decided we can live without it, but have yet to go thru with it).
  5. Call mom.
  6. Skype with Sis.
  7. Skype with Mars.
  8. Get out (it’s supposed to be beautifully cool on the weekend!).
  9. Dim sum and/or eat steak (what kind of Sun-list would this be without mention of food?).
  10. Pet Eos.

Two movies I’d like to see soon: Kick-Ass and Scott Pilgrim. I’ve heard a lot about those two movies in the past week (strange for Kick-Ass since it’s kinda old) so I’m eager to watch them now, because I’ll forget to. It was recommended that I read the Scott Pilgrim graphic novel first but it’s over 700+ pages, and I don’t have the $50 to blow on that. Random fact: the author of Scott Pilgrim is apparently Canadian and the comic is set in Toronto; neat I guess.

I think I’m going to make it a point to use my Tumblr site more to collect all memorable nick-nacks I see on the interwebs – the reason why signed up in the first place. Until recently, I only looked at my friends’ updates every other week or so. But when I do check updates, there are just some awesome photos, quotes, re-posts, and peices of art you people share, it’s nuts. I love all my pals there but Rich and Cin are my faves. I guess they’re the two that inspire me the most to get out of this Tumblr hiatus. Not only are their individual works awesomesauce, they have an eye for picking and choosing delicious web nuggets to share. I’m always agahst (in a good way) when I run thru their updates. So please add them if you have a Tumblr account and don’t miss out.

Another one of those ranty updates comes to an end. Time to contemplate lunch options.

Wiggity Whack

Haven’t been feeling myself this week. I’ve been feeling more stagnant than usual but at the same time anxious and uneasy. It’s the kind of feeling I had before I moved to Toronto. Or rather, before I knew I could move to Toronto. It has to do with the fact that we’ve finally mailed in the applications that will start the second phase of this U.S. immigration thing and now are just waiting for a confirmation that the application was properly filed and thereafter a date for an interview. Again, all of this stuff is now in the hands of the other people and we have no control over that. I have just been ruminating over it more than usual lately, and perhaps overthinking can lead to borderline paranoia.

Even after we get an interview date, there’s a shitload of paperwork that still needs to be done. I’m holding off my trip back to NYC until we get the date so to get all I need to get stateside when I’m there. Pete and I have discussed alternative plans in case the immigration thing doesn’t go as smoothly as we hope, and one of those is being separated again for a period of time. Meaning he’ll stay in Toronto while I move back to NYC for a few months (maybe even more) until he gets the okay to follow. Obviously, we hate the idea but that’s one of the things we may have to do to for this relocation.

I’m unhappy in Toronto. If you’re read my past entries, it’s obvious. As much as I’ve wanted to make a connection to this city, the city my husband was born and raised in and loves, I can’t. Toronto is not me and I’ve tried pretty hard to find the magic in this place, but it’s nowhere to be found. And from day one of moving here, I have had the pains of missing NYC and it hasn’t subsided much. It sounds silly, but to me it’s been serious and emotionally taxing. Yes, I’ve told myself, it shouldn’t matter where you are it’s who you’re with and keep true to yourself, but that’s just it. It’s like I’ve lost a little of what’s made me, me, when I moved here. It’s easy to blame getting older or even being married, but I don’t think it’s that. I’ve felt an awful loneliness and isolation from my peers and community since moving here, and it’s strange because it’s not like Toronto is *that* different from your usual North American city. I just don’t connect with most people here, or the environment, the history, events, Torontonian/Canadian culture, and that makes it hard to relate, interact, and find interests that uniquely interest and motivate me. The only word I can find to sort of describe why I don’t particularly like it here, is “sterile”. Maybe living in NYC for 7+ years has overstimulated me and when you move somewhere else where the volume (literally and figuratively) is turned down more than a few notches – it just doesn’t do it for you anymore.

So because of all that, we made the decision more than a year ago to move back to NYC. If it turns out all of what I’m feeling is purely me being mental, and not living in Toronto, well at least I’ll know and can figure out how else to fix it from there. I’m just fucking lucky that Pete is all for it. I feel so selfish wanting to move back, but Pete admits it involves new and exciting things for him too. We’re both hoping that being in a different environment and culture will give him some motivation and more opportunity to better himself and work harder to make use of all the unique talents he has (one of the many things that made me fall in love with him). He’s lived in Toronto all his life so moving to a different city, and country for that matter, is scary but holds so much promise. I made the same move over 10 years ago when I relocated to NYC from Hawai`i and it was *hands-down* the best decision I’ve made in my LIFE.

So I guess feeling wiggity whack right now is normal when you consider the above. We’re sitting in limbo again unable to make real definte plans to move forward until we get responses from governmental bureaucracy. The U.S. one too, which is more insane than the Canadian one. Yep, just gotta hang in there and distract myself with other things. Why do you think I’ve been playing so much Warcraft?

Hard Bread

The smoked salmon bagel sandwich I had for lunch made my mouth hurt. It was the hard toasted bagel that did it. Now my gums and the roof of my mouth is kinda raw. It tasted good going down tho.

According to my archives, 2003 can be summarized into two words: coffee and laundry. It’s all I ever fucking wrote about. What the hell?

It’s the middle of August, but with the overcast and lack of humidity I feel fall coming in all of a sudden. I don’t think I’m ready to wear covered shoes on my walks to and from work just yet. Mostly because that means I have to buy new shoes. I don’t have proper Fall ones, I threw away my last pair because in just a year, I wore them out. I should be excited to purchase a new pair of shoes, but I’m not. I hate breaking them in.

Right now I think I own four pairs of shoes. Yes ONLY four pairs. That’s blasphemy, I know. Wait, do slippers count? I have two pairs of those.

I really miss journal updates from some of you. I wish you’d share your thoughts and writing with us again. I’d like to get to know who you are now. But I know. We live in a different online journaling world where this thing called “blog” reigns supreme. I still don’t care much for that word. It sounds so shallow and impersonal. Yes, we need to be more careful and not be so open anymore. Even something under an electronic lock and key isn’t safe in this vastness. I’m just being nostalgic again for our heyday, but those were good times, weren’t they?

I played StarCraft (funny I always mistype that as ScarCraft) for the first time last night. Only with some nudging from Pete and because Hydraxis was down and I couldn’t play WoW on my 80s. As suspected, I am not a ScarCraft (there I go again) savant. I don’t absolutely fail at it, but I still felt like a tard slow-clicking and selecting and next thing you know I’m attacking my own bunkers (“OMG! How’d I do that?! Make it stop!”). Still, I got some achievements and achievements are nice. Maybe I’ll get better. Not enough minerals.

Say hello again to the random journal post. These are my favorite.

Coke and Cupcakes

Again, I think I used that header before but I can’t be bothered to do an entry search to find out.

We did manage to catch Toy Story 3 in 3D last Friday and it was a treat. I still like the first and second one better, but this one didn’t disappoint. I teared up a little at the end of course, but it was a happy ending so it was all good. You know, the original Toy Story came out in 1995. Nineteen fucking nintey-five folks! FIFTEEN YEARS! Holy schmoley, I’m aged.

Before we went to see it, I told Pete I wanted it to be my first 3D theatre experience and it wasn’t until we got to the theatre and got handed the 3D shades that I realized I had already seen big screen 3D action. I had forgotten because it was at Disneyworld over five years ago. I think it was some Bugs Life and Fantasia thing – you know where they spritz water on you too during the parts of the flim where water was involved for the whole experience? Yeah, it was pretty much the same for Toy Story without the moisture.

I have to say though, the mini-animation (Night & Day was it?) that preceeded the movie wasn’t as impressive or entertaining as the other ones Pixar doles out before main features.

We stayed till the end of the credits because Pete wanted to see if they thanked Steve Jobs again in the “special thanks” section. (They did and you do know that Pete is *the* OG Apple fan right?) That and I usually stay till the end of credits of movies I like. Gotta respect the production team you know.

This weekend was laid back as weekends should be. I finally made a batch of cupcakes with icing as my Kitchenaid mixer was screaming to be used after months and months of me neglecting it. The bad to that is that I made a dozen cupcakes and we only have two left after a few days. And we washed it down with Coke. Coupled with our Warcraft playing, I think we’re the most unhealthy married couple in Toronto. We’ll try to do better next weekend, beh!

Oh, I need to mention that we’re getting a new MacBook Pro for Pete (his current desktop isn’t even Intel so he was way overdue for a new comp.) and the day we ordered it, he WON an iPad from our apartment building draw! Not a low end iPad either, but one of those 16GB 3G dealios! Dude was in Apple heaven. Of course, we have no use for the 3G function, as we don’t want to pay for that service, wifi is so readily available, but it’s just nice that it’s there – just in case. It’s a pretty looking toy. I was quite disinterested in it when it first came out (mostly turned off by that idiotic name) but webpages, e-books and DLed movies look SO SEXY on it and hey, it was free so why not try to love it, right?

There’s a lot to do this month, as I mentioned previously. I need to stick in a trip to NYC too at some point before TOA too, if at all possible, to get all that paperwork for immigration from my pile of junk in Queens. Feels like I haven’t been on a trip forever and I’m so eager to get my ass out of Toronto for something. But squeezing in a long weekend before the big SF trip, will be hard to manage. Let alone the price of summer flights and the small amount of vacation days I have left for the year. We’ll see how it goes.

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So we took in the 5:30 p.m. showing of Inception last Wednesday at the theaters a few blocks away from work. Not sure if it’s the age of the theater (really it’s not that old) or because the auditorium where it was playing in was right next to the washrooms (they say washrooms up here, not bathroom!) but the theater itself was kinda skank. And maybe it was my fitflops but the floors were ridiculously slippy-sticky, from what I assumed to be old fake butter flavouring from dropped popcorn and spilled pop, and incompetent cleaning. Maybe I’m overdramatizing here. It’s a decent theater, but the modern-ness of it was definitely fading.

There were about 30 people in the theater with us, which was nice because we got our pick of seats. I don’t think Pete was as enthused to see Inception as much as I was, but he came along anyway. Honestly, I previously had no desire to watch this film (as is usual with most blockbusters) nor did I even remember who Christopher Nolan was (I’m REALLY bad at names), until someone mentioned that it was the same guy who did Memento.

Memento gave me the best headache of my life. And when you react to a flick like that of course you’re psyched to watch the Director’s other creations. I had no clue he did those two Batman movies or The Prestige, but I’ll probably stick them on my dormant Netflix list (to be reactivated once I move back to the States). The fact that this Nolan guy did Memento and seriously, EVERYONE who I knew who watched it raved and raved about it – made me want to watch it.

To the point. I liked Inception. But I think it was too hyped up and I guess that’s my own fault for paying attention to everyone’s reaction when they saw this film. Pete’s first review while the credits rolled was “it was too drawn out” and I had to agree with him. There were points in the film where I wanted it to go faster and say “enough already!”. And if you watched it too, come on…did you not expect to see Keanu Reeves pop out at some random moment and scream “THERE IS NO SPOON!!!”.

Another thing. I don’t think Di Caprio fit the part of the lead. I don’t hate the guy, but he’s definitely not a favourite of mine and I thought casting someone who wasn’t a A-List actor would have made the film more likeable. It’s obviously a mental thing for me, but I didn’t think he was right for the part. He was awesome in What’s Eating Gilbert Grape?, Revolutionary Road and uh…that’s it really.

Random: ZOMG KEN WATANABE IS STILL YUMMO!

Overall, it was a good flick. The storyline and effects were great, I liked how I pondered over the significance of totems (yes, I immediately think of WoW shamans when you say that word), the math you had to do (how many years again when you’re in a dream in a dream in a dream?), the eye candy here and there (Juno!), decent acting, the “what if(s)?” you had to ask yourself at the end of the film. I also thought it was hilarious that the entire theatre gasped when the last scene ended abruptly.

I got a headache after this film too, but I think it was because I was slightly dehydrated, it was 90 degrees outside and the popcorn was bad. Still, I’d watch it again definitely.

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