Sara's Ramblings

Friday, December 31, 2004

Home (for now)

"Hello. My sister is a loser - do you want to date her? She's easy, I promise. I'll give you a sausage. How about some pate? Some liverwurst? What if I get you drunk first?"

- Kelly (I tried to be insulted, but I was too busy laughing... in fact I'm laughing right now. Where does she come up with this stuff??!)

Well that was a lovely holiday. We got in just before 1 this afternoon after a fairly uneventful Greyhound ride to Vancouver. Ashlee picked us up, which was lovely and so nice of her. I love that place up at Whistler, but it's not a home, really, so I'm glad to be back. Of course I'm only here for a few days before I move out until the end of January again. So I'm doing laundry at the moment. Lots and lots of laundry.

The last few days up at Whistler were pretty good. I went skiing again on Thursday and I've definitely improved a lot. Thank goodness! I'm still really slow, but at least now people won't laugh hysterically when they see me ;). Last night Kelly and I went to Whistler Village to take some pictures of the pretty, and also to see if there were any deals left from Boxing Day. I actually didn't spend any money while I was up at Whistler, which is pretty fantastic! There weren't any deals anyway. Not at Whistler, at least.

She is too funny. We spent the entire time laughing... ruined most of my pictures, but who really cares?

I just finished reading the Bible. It's December 31st and I set a goal of finishing it before the end of the year. I like to wait til the last minute, but not this time. There's like... 7 hours to spare! Ha! Oh dear. So now I guess I'll start again!

"I like to cause mischieve. Don't try to stop me."
- Kelly

It's so nice to be by myself. I'm just sitting in my room and no one else is in here. My own space again! And some quiet! My family is LOUD. Both sides. Of course the Germans win hands down, but those Macdonalds tried to give them a run for their money. I can hold my own with even the best of them, don't get me wrong, but this is nice. I like quiet too. Ahhhhhh *sigh* quiet. Beautiful.

Well that's about it from me. I have nothing else to say really. Shocking, I know ;).

Enjoy the last night of the year - be safe! Here's to 2005!

Tuesday, December 28, 2004

"Sir, you can't park your whale on the ski lift. It's getting away! Oh wait it fell! Get the harpoon!"

I went skiing again today and I had decided that I would take it really easy and work on my skills going down the little bunny hill and "learning area". Kell was sweet and skiied with me even though I know it was probably a bit boring.

At lunch, Kell and I met up at the top with my dad, Tante Traute, Rob, and Rich, and we ate up in the snow on the observation deck. My dad was trying to convince me to ski with him and Kelly in the afternoon but I was feeling like a chicken as usual. It was really cold on the observation deck, so my Tante Traute made us some tea.

TT: Here, Sara, drink some tea! It'll warm you right up!
Sara (drinks): Whoa, what's IN this?
TT: Oh, some of that rum that I got in Austria. It's pretty strong huh?

Yeah, like half tea half rum from what I could tell. Needless to say, by the time we were done lunch I was ready to ski with Kell and my dad. And my skiing got waaaaaay better. I'm a scaredy-cat, so my biggest challenge in learning how to ski is fear. I had a great time once I'd had some tea hahahahaha!

I love that though... she had the Austrian rum in her backpack. That's so... her.

Seriously though my skiing did improve a LOT today and it was really fun to actually do some runs that were real runs. There were some points where I was just overwhelmed by the absolute beauty of it all... I WISH everyone could see this. It's incredible. It's beyond words as usual. I think it's probably even beyond pictures. It's the whole experience of being on the top of a mountain, with the wind whipping in your face, and then you're speeding through soft white snow towards this stunning view. Gahhh I LOVE IT!!!! No wonder people love skiing so much! It makes my heart ache in the good way.

Sigh.

Another really amazing part of the day was the bonding part. My little sister was my teacher this morning. She skiied with me, gave me pointers, laughed at me, encouraged me. She was patient and kind and modest about her own skills and we just had a great time laughing and falling and learning together. She's kind of at that age where she looks to me as a role model and I KNOW that she really loved helping me today. It's really important that she realize that we aren't going to be good at the same things, and I think it's fantastic that she's kicking my butt at this haha!

My dad - wow. I was so proud of him today. He decided to ski with Kell and I, like I said, and I was a bit skeptical because sometimes he can be a bit... "why aren't you getting this?"... but today oh my gosh he was fantastic! He taught me more than my ski instructors did in two days and he was patient and he told me that I was doing great and he didn't make me feel like a retard! Of course my dad loves me and he's proud of me for things, but today was just so cool! Yay! He may have ulterior motives though... recently he got this idea in his head that I'm going to go to law school. I heard him talking about it in the hot tub last night and I gave him my evil eye. Hahaha! Hmm... come to think of it, he DID buy me ORANGINA (my favorite pop in the world - discovered it in London). Uh oh!

It doesn't matter; either way I had a great day with Kell and my Dad!

When we got back we went to the pool and the hot tub at the lodge. Kell and I went snow-rolling. We got all warmed up in the hot tub, then we rolled around in the snow... then we hopped back in the hot tub. It's something that Tante Traute likes to do because she's crazy. Heck, the woman is incredible. 61, skis black runs all day and then rolls around in the snow!

So! My family is fun and skiing is fun and I adore beautiful scenery. Oh, and rum makes me ski better. "Special" Austrian rum!

Sara

ps - Zahida got a blog - http://superzeeadventures.blogspot.com/.

Monday, December 27, 2004

It's Like F-reakin' Oktoberfest Up There!

Do any of you have German / Austrian families like me? Is this normal behaviour for Germans, or is my family just crazy?

- the stereo is pumping Schihutten-Fete 2000 und Lieder, die von Herzen Kommen
- the homemade wine that my Onkel Leo makes is quickly disappearing
- Tante Traute is starting to speak almost exclusively in German
- Rob and Rich (my mom's cousins, Traute and Leo's sons) are getting louder and "funnier"
- They're about to open the rum...

So that last one isn't that crazy EXCEPT: let's take into account the fact that this rum is EIGHTY PERCENT ALCOHOL. I'm not kidding.

Do you ever wonder why I am the way I am? Hmmmm!

Alright well I've posted like 3,000 times today, so I think that'll be it from me until tomorrow.

Dog.


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Just because...

Sleigh Ride


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Here is one from our sleigh ride on Blackcomb last night. Those horses (Jim and Jake) gave us a little bit of a bumpy ride, but it was so beautiful up there!

Awww!


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Now he's sad. Good thing he's just snow.

You would think that it would be the 13-year-olds engaging in this sort of activity. No. It was me who was out in the snow making a pathetic little snowman and laughing like an idiot the whole time.

Why you don't want to mess with Sara


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When my friends piss me off, they get the SINK. *SCREAMS*

Gimpy the Snowman


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I was jealous of the Hitler on our front lawn, so I thought I would make my own palm-sized snowman. I think it's very.. abstract. Uncle Ross suggested I send this photo to the Emily Carr Institute as part of my portfolio... abstract sculpting, here I come!

The Road


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This is why my dad didn't want me to drive. Bubba would have done better on skis than on the tires he's got!

Trees and clouds


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Taken just outside the lodge. The owner experience lodge.

An overview


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Here you can kind of see the gist of where we're situated on the mounatain. And to your right you'll notice a bridge - but be careful! It's slippery when icy!

Snow


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This is the "owner experience lodge"

Our front yard


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This is at the front of the "compound" right by the "owner experience lodge" (I'm rolling my eyes at that one... kind of hokey if you ask me).

When being creepy gets boring


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Eventually I grew tired of taking pictures of strangers sliding down mountains...

Snazzy


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Yeah this guy looks like he knows what he's doing. Maybe it's all an act - he realized that there was a person on the bridge taking pictures of him.

Strange resemblance...


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This is what I look like when I ski! Except somehow less graceful.

Zippy!


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This guy's beard kind of looks like Roxy's.

I thought it would be fun...


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... to spend some time taking pictures of people that I don't know. I hung out on that bridge for a while (the one that might be slippery when icy!) just watching them zip around. It's pretty cool - some of them are really awesome!

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I don't know what mountain this is but I thought it was pretty!

For people like me.


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Duh.... the problem with assuming that people are this dumb is that most of the really dumb ones can't read. They should have used an iconograph instead.

I found this sign yesterday as I took a walk around the "compound" (I don't know what else to call it... and it sounds more foreboding than "complex" or "At Nature's Door community").

Hitler the Snowman


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Kell and Caitlin decided to make a snowman in the front yard yesterday. It was great. And then they decided it would be fun to give him a grass combover. And then, well why not take it one step further?, they thought. They gave him a mustache and named him Hitler.

What will our neighbours think, now that the German side of the family has arrived??

Too pretty...


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I think it's great and all when people spend a tonne of time making gifts look beautiful and wrap them up preciously. But sometimes it makes it painful to unwrap them... you feel guilty! I wouldn't have unwrapped this one. Good thing it wasn't for me!

HAHAHAHAHA


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My two beautiful sisters.

You know...


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I can make as much fun of my mom as I want, but I love this stupid little dog an awful lot too. Here she is with her santa-beard made of snow. We had a nap together by the fire yesterday.

Uncle Ross has been bad...


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So he gets nothing for Christmas!!!! Surprisingly enough, he kept the bow on for a while. He's so good to me! Hahahaha

"This is My December...


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This is my snow-covered year." - Linkin Park.

This is the pretty view from the upper deck of our place. It's so pretty when there's snow!

Mom says this tree has no soul


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My mom went all crazy this year with the "gold theme" on our tree. I think it's gorgeous, but she insists that it is the most beautiful, soul-less tree ever. I saw soul...

And I am just posting these all individually until I get a brain.

Sunday, December 26, 2004

"It's ok! I'm going to do reverse venom mouth-to-mouth"


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Originally uploaded by fizz_bubbles.
- My Uncle Ross, as me...

Weirdo.

I just got back from a sleigh ride on Blackcomb. It was majestic and so breathtaking.

Does anyone know how to post more than one photo at a time using flickr or some other program? I'm computer illiterate and lazy - a deadly combination. Paging Kiri! (By the way I got your voicemail! I'm going to call you when I get a chance)

The Day During Which One Boxes?

Yeah... still not having much luck with the interesting title thing ;).

Things have quieted here a bit. Kelly and Caitlin (my cousin) are in the Village doing their Boxing Day shopping. I dare not leave this hill, not that I really want to buy anything, but it's just better if I avoid the temptation. I have to pay for tuition first ;). My dad is skiing, my mom is watching Harry Potter... Uncle Ross is watching the game, and the others are probably reading. Oh! Uncle Brent had to take the girls. Poor guy.

My second night here I was on the pull out couch in the living room... I fell asleep to the warmth and the crackle of the fireplace. It was so nice... I've never done that before. This place is amazing. You can sit at the windowseat, or out on the deck, or in the living room (or anywhere) and just watch the snow falling softly. Actually I don't think it's snowing anymore, but it did all day yesterday.

I wish I could capture with my camera what I'm seeing, but I can't seem to do it justice. I'll stick some pictures up later anyway. From the deck you can spot some of the gondolas, which are PACKED today. I've heard that Boxing Day is the busiest ski day of the year here at Whistler/Blackcomb. We're right on the men's olympic downhill, so you can watch people zipping by, just up the street. After the runs close at four, the toboggans come out and you can hear kids laughing and shrieking as they fly down the hill. Last night my mom heard one boy yelling, "OWWW MY NOSE! I THINK I BROKE MY NOSE!" Hahaha.

My dad has had an amazing time skiing, and I'm thrilled. Obviously, since he's owned a sports company since he was seventeen, he's always loved sports and being active. I know that it bothers him a lot to not be able to run or play basketball, etc., but ever since his accident it's just not been possible. Because of the stiffness of the boot, however, he can ski, and in three days he's made it up to black diamond runs. Awesome stuff. Seeing his face - he just beams. He loves it! He's like a little kid. This is the first time in probably my entire life that he's taken a full two weeks off work. I could be wrong, but something tells me I'm not. I think it's a combination of the athletic activity and being physically removed from work that has had an effect on him. He seems way more relaxed. Oh... that makes me really, really happy.

Tomorrow this side of the family is leaving, and my mom's aunt, uncle, and two cousins are arriving for the rest of the week. This will be the third group of people. Busy busy busy. There are ten of us right now, plus the dog, who, according to my mom, would make it eleven. We're like the Hotel Macdonald. I've been on the top bunk in the kids room for the last few nights, over my Uncle Ross, and I've been delusionally drifting in and out of sleep, plotting his demise. He snores. A lot. At this point, at least, I still find it funny, and the desire to kill is only half-serious and meant in the most loving of ways. Clearly.

I've done about 70 pages of biology so far, and my Uncle Brent has some photos of me working on it... on Christmas. So there's proof ;). I need to pass that stupid class. Oh I don't mean that. At least the stupid part. I really like it, I'm just dumb! I mean, obviously there's something wrong if it takes me three emails to get the date right. What I need to do is just buckle down, and not put it off because it's hard.

But for noooooowwwwww.... I think I'm going to use the equipment at the lodge and then get the hot tub going. The one that's on our front deck (unreal!). There has been talk of keeping this place. That would be... well, it's one thing to come here a few times and think of it as a really amazing vacation. But to actually think of it as belonging to my family? It seems a bit of a stretch. Not that I couldn't adjust ;).

Saturday, December 25, 2004

Merry Christmas


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Merry Christmas, everyone.

I sit here in my winter wonderland, up on a mountain, surrounded by people that I love, and presents that are pretty darn cool.

I remember, though, that this is not the true meaning of Christmas. The atmosphere of Christmas, the LOVE that people express for one another, well, that brings me closer to this true meaning.

That little baby born into a life of poverty - He is love. Because of Jesus' birth, I have found salvation... salvation has found me.

It might be kind of fun to be perfect, but it's a job fit only for a King. Today we celebrate the birth of a King, sent by God because of His love.

So... Merry Christmas - let's celebrate!

Friday, December 24, 2004

You IDIOT.

Oh wow. The one time that it's really important for me to not be stupid, I mess up not once, but twice. I've spent most of the day working on this Sudan benefit thing, confirming stuff with the record store, managers, la dee daa. You would think that after doing all that, the easy and fun part would be emailing everyone to tell them that they should come.

I started out by saying that it was on January 15, 2004... yeah the time machine should be ready soon.

Once I realized what I had done, I sent out a correction... January 14, 2005. Phew. Glad I caught that one.

Then Trevor brought to my attention the fact that I was wrong again. Not January 14th. JANUARY 15, 2005!!!

Idiot.

It's good to be able to laugh at one's self. And I am definitly laughing at myself. And my Uncle Ross is laughing at me. And Kelly thinks I'm an idiot. How on earth did I get this far in life without dying in some sort of freak STUPID accident?

I think it's a sign that I need to take a break from this for a few hours.

Way to be excellent, Sara.

Thursday, December 23, 2004

My dog is wearing boots.

It was hard to make her stay still. She was squirming (probably from embarrassment), but I managed to capture the ridiculous situation before the fit of laughter. Some people make me sick... my poor dog!

Wednesday, December 22, 2004

Where have you BEEN all my life?!!!

I really like skiing! A LOT.

Funny story: Dad told them that I'm 18 so that he could save some money. I don't know anyone really believed me.... but no one said anything. I don't like lying - it makes me feel dirty!!

Not really that funny, but it's definitely a move that Mr. Ian would make!

Anyway I was in the "Ride Tribe" with 7 other 14-18 year olds (some of which were, as far as I'm concerned, also "18"), and I didn't fall once. Came close. Veeeeeery, very close, but managed to recover each time. Considering I have little to no manual dexterity, this is fantastic. Huzzah.

It's just SO fun. So great. The mountain is so beautiful. So stunning.

I love it!

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I really can't think of any sort of title for this post, so for now we'll just leave it as "untitled" and pretend that I'm artsy. Ooooooh.

I guess Kiri's back, hmm? I refuse to say eh because it's not in my natural vocabulary and everyone up here at Whistler says it constantly. It's kind of interesting. Like psychologically they must remind visitors that they are in Canada. Or something.

Guess what? I'm leaving to go skiing in a few minutes. Well a few minutes = half an hour. I'm really really excited. I'm going to make them put me in beginner beginner because I need to be in that class even though I've skiied before. Apparently I'm told that the conditions aren't very good, but my sister and dad still enjoyed themselves, so hopefully I, being a novice, won't even notice. I'll just think that skiing is really really hard. So next time when there's fresh snow, I'll think, "wow, I've gotten so good!". It's fun to convince yourself of things!

The bus ride up was very pleasant. The guy beside me this time did not smell which was a blessing. And he too fell asleep, but not on me. Again, very good stuff. The last time I took a Greyhound, it was to Calgary, and I was stuck beside a smelly, smelly guy who fell asleep on my shoulder and tried to take my minidisc player. BLEEEECHHHHHHH.

I am reading a book for fun. It's called Snow Falling on Cedars, and I'm going to rent the movie afterwards I think. So far it's pretty good, and I'm almost done, so it doesn't really have a lot of time left to get really good. We'll have to see.

Anyway, I am inept because I can't figure out how to make my laptop have internet, which makes me sad. But then again, maybe that's a good thing. I don't like this computer very much, so maybe I will spend less time at it. Hmmm probably not. I've got a concert to plan. And I need to blog. It's very important. Crucial, even. (See the above comment: "It's fun to comvince yourself of things")

OK kids, have a great day and I'll post more when I'm back. If I come back. Dun Dun Dun.

Tuesday, December 21, 2004

Morning Emails II

As I was saying, emails that you read in the morning can usually have an effect on the rest of your day. This morning it was a jovial email from a very drunk Meghan! I enjoyed that one.

I had a fun evening last night!

After returning home, I waited up until twelve-oh-one so that I could check the grades at ubc.ca (today's the first day that they're posting them) and wouldn't you know, they just popped right up there! I'm THRILLED so far. Haven't gotten one of the four 1-term course marks yet, but yeah! YAH!

I got a B in Philosophy. A B!!!! Can you believe it? NO?!!! NEITHER CAN I!!! I've been pulling Cs and C plusses all term... but I DID email Avi (my TA) and thank him for a job well done, so maybe that's all it takes to bribe people in this town! *Immediately emails and thanks everyone she knows*

I got an A in Eng 230, which makes me beam. I'm beaming. Is it the grade, or Megs' email? Well I'd say it's a little of column A and a little of column B. And a little bit of column C but that's just full of little things that are cool. Anyway, I worked really hard in that class and so I'm glad. Now I'm just waiting for Eng 229 and I'll have them all. That was my language and the media class. Loved that one too.

And uhhmmm... well as far as bio is concerned I'm going to assume that I'm not quite at the point of passing right now, but it won't show up online because it's a full year course. Maybe I'll treat myself this Christmas and put some money aside for a tutor who speaks Sara.

I am going to go pack because I'm going to Whistler (yippee), and I feel awake and enthusiastic because Meghan is a crazy silly funny drunk. I should call her RIGHT NOW and wake her up mwuahahahahaha. Actually I DO have to call her because I made her cd of the piano acc (not going to try to spell it)... but not now. I would prefer to live :).

Monday, December 20, 2004

I'm bored...


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Stef didn't know that I had taken this picture. Sneaky sneaky. Her camera is the size of a business card, so it's easy to be a sneak.

I spent $465 on books today. Seems a bit excessive, but I guess that's less than $100 a class. Still, it makes me sad, especially given that I bought as many used books as possible. I must say, though, that most of them look very, very interesting.

Sara-J-Whinerpants (think "Spongebob-Squarepants") has a ride to Vancouver tomorrow in the form of Ashlee! I'll have to buy her a pony or something.

Hmm... I got the TWU Newsletter today. They still think that I'm a student there. Interesting stuff. It's kind of like reading TV Guide, and we don't get that, so there ya go!

I finally settled and got my dad a really nice pen. I hope hope hope that he likes it. If he doesn't I'll be sad because he has been so thoughtful this year and I want to be thoughtful as well.

Speaking of thoughtful, my parents looked around and have found a church that has a Christmas Eve service up at Whistler. I think that's so sweet.

"I saw pictures in my head / And I swear I saw you opening up again"

Music + Schnitzel

HAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!! Someone found my blog last night by typing "music and schnitzel" into the blogger search. That makes my day. Sounds like my kind of person!!

I was going to go to GW because I haven't been in a week. But I think I'll go to UBC and buy my books instead. Lazy, lazy.

I miss my bird... the house is so quiet without him!

Sunday, December 19, 2004

You spin me right round baby, right round

That's uhhmm... the song that I'm listening to right now. Should I be embarrassed? Probably. Am I embarrassed? Probably not.

I went to see Ocean's Twelve last night, and I don't care what anyone says. I liked it. Yes, it was a sequel, but heck, it was a sequel. It was very good for a sequel. Plus you really can't go wrong with Brad Pitt. Sure he's blonde, and old enough to be my dad, and married to Jennifer Aniston, and... "dresses like a gigolo" in the movie. That's irrelevent. I think he's pretty, in that "I'm blonde and old and married and dress like a gigolo" kind of way. George Clooney is old as well, but I might try to set him up with my mom. I'm sure she'd like that. She think he's a "honey". We'll just have to distract my dad.

Church today was good. I've been having a bit of a prayer issue in the last ten or so days, however, so I hope I will be able to deal with that. I stopped at my Grandpa and Grandma's house beforehand to drop off a Christmas arrangement that my mom had gotten made up for them as a Christmas gift. They're coming up to Whistler, so I didn't feel bad about blitzing off immediately. Grandpa was on the phone anyway.

Meghan found someone who was able to do a recording of piano accompaniment (how do you spell that??...?!!!.), so I brought my md and all of that gear to church to give to her mom. I realized, however, that there was no way that Megs would be able to work it, given that all of the writing has worn off and the display is cracked. Sooooo I called her and offered just to go along.

I was in a really bitchy mood to be honest, and I'm not sure why. Actually I think it was the conversation that I had with my parents. It's pretty sad that I can go from worshipping Jesus and then get pissed off about something so silly and trivial. I'm really fickle.

I'm just kind of annoyed because I've been left with a bunch of Christmas presents to wrap and bring up to Whistler, in addition to all of my things for two weeks. Not such a problem as far as the Greyhound is concerned, but it's just a hassle to take the bus from White Rock to the station in Vancouver. I do the Translink thing every day to get to school, and lugging my backpack is a squeeze, especially when the driver isn't very nice. So a backpack, a suitcase, and bags of presents isn't really something that I'm looking forward to. I suppose I could ask someone like my Grandpa to drive me to Vancouver on Tuesday, but I'm so sick of being a mooch and having to inconvenience people!! I guess the stubborn person in me would rather just take the bus! I'll have to call Translink on Monday though, to make sure that I'm even allowed to bring all that crap with me.

You'd think having a car would mean the ability to be mobile and just drive up there. But my dad is really against that because of the chance of a snow storm. Wow. I am such a whiner. I'll deal with it. I got over being pissy, too. At least for now dun dun dun!

Meghan is an amazingly talented singer. Did you know that? If you didn't know that, well just trust me. I went with her to Kristen's house. Kristen is the girl who offered to play piano. Kristen is a friend of Kirsten aka Kiri aka one of my besteses. Small world. Meh, it's White Rock. It's a small town. Anyway. We went over there and the two of them went through each of the three songs once more to make sure that Kristen had the right groove and zazz going on, and it was just incredible. INCREDIBLE, I tell you. I was moved to tears by Meghan's voice. She has improved so much since starting at Cap and I was blown away. My favorite was "Do Not Find Me Sleeping". Yeah, that was the one that had my tearing up. It's not just the fact that her voice is stunning (which it is). It's also that the song is simple yet has a powerful message, and she has learned how to work with the lyrics and to really put emotion into her performance. Gah so beautiful!

John has some awesome music on this computer. I'll have to put some more on it as a thank you for lending us his child / girlfriend (I think it's the former; Ashlee holds that it's the latter).... like some Matt Nathanson maybe.

Speaking of Matt Nathanson, me and Stef are going to try to do "I Saw". We always SAY we're going to do stuff and we never end up getting anything done, but I think that has a lot to do with people who get in our way and distract us. Both sets of parents are out of town, though, so we're going to just give 'er and make it happen. Plus we solved the whole problem of not having a mic / cables, so now we have no excuse. And I have learned that people will be nice and lend things to you if you tell them that you think they're handome!

Stef's timekeeping has improved tenfold since the last time I saw her. I guess it's because there's nothing else to do in Saskatchewan except sit inside your house and play the guitar.

I love this keyboard. I've been trying to think of things to write about so that I can keep clicking away on it. It's so... clicky or something. Why does stuff like this amuse me so?

"One-Two-Three-Four-Five / Senses working overtime!" Yep that's me!

I listened to the Beautiful Madness EP a lot last week and I've decided that it's currently my favorite cd. Why? Because it's stunning! Because it is raw and yet finished. Because It's got a live feel to it, but it still sounds like a lot of work has gone into making it sound beautiful. Because it's talent left unruined by excessive polishing. Because the songs are well-written and well-performed.

I wonder if each part was recorded separately. I always though it was done live, but then I realized there is both Chris' electric guitar AND Chris' piano in "Paperboy". And then I realized that the two instruments are never featured at the same time. And there is enough of a break for him to move his guitar aside before playing the piano. So now I'm just not sure. All I know is that my perception of these things is more accute these days. Like Nate's drumming has ra-ta-ta-ta and it's zippy and snappy... And I don't think anyone else cares... BUT HUMOUR ME PLEASE!!!!!

What should I get my dad for Christmas? I was going to get him a camera case because as of right now he has our digital in a PILLOWCASE which is horrifying for so many reasons. But then my mom claimed she didn't know what to get him so SHE got him one. Now I'm up the creek. Ideas? Please? Pretty please?

Saturday, December 18, 2004

Miracles

"Schooooooool's out for summer! Schoooool's out for-EVER!" - A. Cooper

I am done exams and that makes me really happy. I enjoyed myself at The Pit with Kiri and Ashlee last night, and now I'm sitting here at noon and I have nothing pressing and school-related that demands my attention.

Kiri has a livejournal that's "friends only" and I asked her if I needed to get an account in order to view it. She told me that, according to her friends list, I DO have an account, so I went to livejournal and tried the trusty password and "fizz_bubbles" and what do you know? There it was. Not only do I not remember having a livejournal, I certainly don't remember writing in it. But I did, and it was shocking! Angry, angry Sara! Hehe. How much can a person change in a few short years? As I read over the few entries that I found, I can see that I am definitely different, and definitely the same. I still see that need to vent, and I still see that I am naive. But I've definitely grown, and it's neat to see.

"All you wanted was a miracle / All you needed was a miracle / A miracle / All you wanted was a miracle / All you needed was a miracle / A miracle / A miracle" - M. Scanell

I'm not writing about this because I'm feeling all nostalgic, but because two of the three entries have just... blessed me in an unbelievable way. The title of this post is "miracles" and I was reminded of a miracle in my own life that really shouldn't be forgotten. People say that God doesn't show Himself to us through miracles anymore, but that is not true. Not true at all.

Go ahead, read the entries at http://www.livejournal.com/users/fizz_bubbles/. The bottom two. About [...], not about the other stuff that I was freaking out about. Hehe.

OK, have you read them? It's important that you know the story of [...]. In addition to cleaning up some of the swearing (about which I'm kind of embarrassed), I also edited out his name, simply because I don't think it's fair of me to post it all over the internet.

So let me give you an update. It was determined that he had a virus in his brain that his body was not able to fight off because of his weakened immune system. He became paralyzed on one side of his body and we were told, in those oh-so-pleasant terms, that he had less than 6 months with us. And that was being optimistic. I didn't get to see him that day, but when I finally did, he was wheelchair bound and did look like death.

Now here is the reason why I'm smiling as I type this. [...] is still here, almost two-and-a-half years later. He is out of a wheelchair, he is out of his walker.... all he has is a cane. The virus in his brain is gone... he has feeling in his body again. His viral load is way down, and he's still here. HE'S STILL HERE. Maybe you're thinking, "how is that a miracle? he was at one of the best AIDS hospitals in Canada", but by all medical norms and standards, according to doctors, he should be dead.

"Am I too wise to recognize that everything uncertain / Is certainly a possibility / When logic fails my reasoning / And science crushes underneath / The weight of all that is unseen" - N. Nordeman

This, to me, is a miracle. He, to me, is a miracle. There is no other explanation for [...]. Doctors these days have access to knowledge and medicine and equipment that doctors 50 years ago could only dream of. There comes a point, however, where a line is crossed, and they can no longer offer a solution to the problem. God doesn't always respond in this particular way, but in this case, I firmly believe that He did.

"The Lord is gracious and compassionate /... Rich in love / And the Lord is good to all / He has compassion for all that He has made" - G. Ord

It brings new meaning to the phrase, "He is the Healer". While we shouldn't NEED to see miracles to believe in and trust God, we should EXPECT them, because that's who God is. I think it's amusing that in the midst of that angry, expletive-laden livejournal, I found a miracle! It's a miracle! HAHA. *slaps knee*

"It's the most wonderful time of the year" - Christmas Carol (too lazy to look up who wrote it)

Now that school is out of the way, I can start to get into the mood of the season. I know that there is a commercial Christmas that has no semblance to the true meaning, but I think it's ok to enjoy it - heck, it can't be a bad thing if people treat each other with a bit more care for a month every year! Then again there are a lot of CRAZY shoppers out there and they scare me. I'm going to need to put on the boxing gloves before I leave my house.

Oh but I get to write my CHRISTMAS CARDS now! I made myself wait until finals were done. I love Christmas cards. I think it's my favorite part of the "season". Yes, that's exactly what Hallmark wants me to feel! I LOVE writing them. It's so fun! You know what I find sometimes? It's hard to just TELL someone "Hey I think you're amazing! I think what you're doing just rocks and you are appreciated. And I like you because of who you are!" Maybe it's just me, but I have a feeling it's not, because several people with whom I've discussed the situation are in agreement. I have been thinking a lot about WHY that might be, but the point is that Christmas cards seem to be an "acceptable" time / place to be nice. Maybe it goes back to the idea that people in general are less nasty to each other at Christmastime, I don't know.

Wow... it's past 12 30. I have things to do - I still have to exchange those STUPID Christmas cards, do some Christmas shopping (gun in tow, just in case!), clean up the kitchen, maybe go for a WALK, and grab a couple gift certificates for pedicures (I've decided I'm getting one for my mom this year because she doesn't really need any THING.... she'll appreciate being pampered). The place is SO expensive, but they have those MASSAGE chairs that I alluded to here (http://sarasramblings.blogspot.com/2004/08/love-and-marriage.html#comments)! Again, I am so very easily amused.

In lieu of WRITING about things that I have to do, I'm going to go do them!

I am in love...

Can I just say that this computer is amazing? John lent me and Stef his beautiful Mac and it's just so... hot. Super fast, super powerful, super snazzy, super giant screen.

What John doesn't realize is that he isn't getting it back. When he returns from his vacation, he'll discover that Stefanie and I have moved to Guam and have taken his baby with us.

Incredible... you click something and it happens right away. No talking nice to it in the hopes that the browser will eventually open. It's like it senses what I need it to do before I even tell it.

Brilliant.

Tuesday, December 14, 2004

Pretty Things.

This guy is 16... http://mann270.tripod.com/index.html . I think the site is yet to be finished, but still I highly suggest taking a look. I'm kind of glum today (which is evidence in support of my previous post) but it brought a smile to my face at least. Granted, it doesn't take a lot to make me smile. Pictures, music... shiny objects. But that's irrelevant, for the boy has talent.

Morning Emails...

You know how sometimes you will check your email in the morning as your day is about to get started, and one email can sort of set the tone for the rest of the day? It could be a good thing, and other times it gets you worrying. This morning I got an email from the manager of the band that I've booked for the Sudan benefit concert, saying that he hadn't checked with the drummer, who is busy that day. And the pub isn't available again until March now.

So the day can't really change.... unless the venue changes. But I got the venue for free... The option is to have the two frontmen do an acoustic show, which definitely IS an option, because I've seen them acoustic and it's amazing. But now of course I'm worried that people won't want to go to a pub to see something acoustic, but what do I know? Maybe they do? Plus there would be a couple other bands. I just want to get people there.... as many people as possible so that we can raise money and bring in some speakers who will be able to impact the crowd with their personal experiences of what has been going on in Sudan.

Of course I really shouldn't be focusing on this right now - I have three exams in the next three days. But now that I know that this needs to be dealt with, I'm going to be thinking of all these different scenarios and trying to work them out in my head. God is an amazing Provider, that much I know. No matter how much I do, it's going to come back to Him, and He's going to bless this beyond anything I could ever imagine if that's what is in His plan. But that doesn't mean that I can just sit back and not do anything. If He wants to use me, then I have to let Him, and I have to act. I sort of have to act before Friday.

Usually I'm a lot more go with the flow and laid back, but for some reason I've been more.... ummm.... push against the flow and laid...forward (yeah... I'm really not cool at all and need to not write things like that)? I'm not quite to the point of anal retentive, but I think my stubborn side is coming out a bit.

I think I need a change of subject to avoid becoming engulfed in my own thoughts all day.

I had a really nice evening last night; I went to Costco and threatened RTV I mean helped pick out some Christmas gifts, and then went to a place called Cat's Meow on Granville Island, with my care group. They had really nice restrooms.... you can tell a lot about an establishment based on their bathrooms. What a weird thing to say. Again.... I'm not cool at all.

Which reminds me. Kell helped me buy shoes the other day, and I ended up getting the same pair as her because I think they're really cute and comfortable. She was trying to teach me how to lace them up and stretch them out so that I could wear them like real skater shoes. But, as I've previously determined, I am no punk. I'm not even "Cool as [Vanilla] Ice". Kelly was making fun of me, but I explained to her that her big sister just doesn't have the thug in her. So I'm going to wear them with the laces tied up because they're much more comfortable that way. At least for an uncool square such as myself.

I think Friday after exams I'm going to have some fun. I've never actually been to the Pit other than to meet with managers, so I'm thinking you should all come join me down there for a celebratory drink or ten. Though truth be told I won't need ten. Alcohol, much like coffee, has a very potent effect on me. Half a drink and already... haha.

Alright... I think I'm going to have a little chat with the Man, see if He wants to give me some insight about this whole situation. I know that He wants to bless all of us.

And for Stef, who likes to be the centre of attention (and 'rightly so'!) -

STEF IS COMING HOME TODAY FROM SASCRATCHMEONE FOR A FEW WEEKS WOOOOO HOOOOOOOOO.

Hmm? That good, Stef?

Monday, December 13, 2004

Every Day's an Adventure... when you're dramatic

Remember when I wrote that my car, Bubba, has been under the weather? Well in speaking with my mechanic it was determined that I should bring it out to Burnaby, and that it would be safe for me to do so. I drove out to Tomko and it was making some weird noises but they were coming and going. Plus, Mike (the mechanic) said it was fine. And he knows a lot more than I do. Anyway, I have no idea where Mike lives, so I followed behind my dad. Mike is actually Tomko's mechanic, so he charges about 1/3 of what other mechanics would charge me for labour... because Bubba is a little mini Tomko truck. Kind of.

I followed my dad and once we were in Burnaby I got worried when I started to smell burning and the engine guage was indicating that the engine was quickly overheating. When I saw the steam / smoke, I called my dad on his phone and told him to pull the heck over. When I tried to make a right hand turn off the highway, I discovered that my power steering was gone. Oh, so THAT'S what the battery icon was trying to tell me.

So now my car is somewhere in Burnaby, parked on a road awaiting a tow. Dad works close so he's going to go back when the BCAA guy gets there. Thank goodness I followed him. Thank goodness I had my bus pass in my pocket and that the SkyTrain station was near by. Thank goodness for BCAA. Ten dollar tow? Oh I think so.

It was very dramatic though, especially since we were in an industrial area with a bunch of semis and stuff. I've never driven a vehicle without power steering, so it was a bit odd and at first I thought that the engine had shut off or something. Oh well. Like I said the bus ride home was fine and I have the money to pay for repairs so it's the best time for this to be happening. Everyone is safe and happy :).

Yesterday was good. I did sound at PPAC and there were no major messups. I found another note instructing me not to touch things, taped to the soundboard. And then the soundperson in question showed up and started hovering. All part of the job I suppose. Somehow doing sound was different yesterday, though I'm not sure how as of yet.

Kell came with me to the 6 o'clock service and I wanted to introduce her to people there but she was being all shy and "nnooooooooo they look scary". Hopefully there will be other opportunites :). After the last service there was a clean up crew yelling threats of "strike", preparing to take down all of the fancies from the production. Sara the sellout had to take off soon after for a family get-together. I haven't really been going to many of those lately and so I felt I should probably make an appearance, since, for the first time in 25 years, my mom's entire family will NOT be together for Christmas Eve.

Somehow I got trapped by a table, listening to some woman that I really don't know (her husband is my uncle's best friend or something), listening to her talk about her perfect daughter. It was really interesting.... interesting in that, "wow you're disillusioned" kind of way. Just when I thought I would be able to make an escape, she started on her son, slightly less perfect but also exceptionally amazing. Wow.

I got to see my OPA! He's so cute. His health surely isn't what it used to be, and it hit me that I need to make more of an effort to spend time with him and his wife Dorle. He gave me a hug and repeated several times, "I miss you. I miss you." Gulp. Yeah it was a bit of a kick in the pants. I promised to come by after exams and before I head to Whistler. And I will! Even though it's getting harder to understand him, I love being able to share with him my excitement and my questions and my struggles as I develop as a Christian. Not only are we close, but he just has that experience of having lived a long life, most of which has been spent as a follower of Jesus. Yep so I'll definitely have to do that.


The Christmas Song - DMB
She was his girl; he was her boyfriend
She'd be his wife and make him her husband
A surprise on the way, any day, any day
One healthy little giggling dribbling baby boy
The wisemen came, three made their way
To shower him with love while he lay in the hay
Shower him with love, love, love
Love, love, love
Love, love was all around

Not much of His childhood was known
Kept His mother Mary worried always out on His own
He met another Mary, who for a reasonable fee
Less than reputable was known to be
His heart was full of love, love, love
Love, love, love
Love, love was all around

When Jesus Christ was nailed to His tree
Said Oh, Daddy Oh I can see how it all soon will be
I came to shed a little light on this darkening sea
Instead I fear I've spilled the blood of My children all around
The blood of My children all around
The blood of My children's all around

So I'm told, so the story goes
The people He knew were less than golden-hearted
Gamblers and robbers, drinkers and jokers
All soul-searchers
Like you and me, like you and me.
Rumours insisted that He soon would be
For His deviations taken into custody
By the authorities, less informed than He
Drinkers and jokers, all soul-searchers
Searching for love, love, love
Love, love, love
Love, love was all around

Preparations were made for a celebration day
He said eat this bread but think of it as Me
Drink this wine and dream it will be the blood of our children all around
The blood of our children all around

The blood of our children all around

Father up above
Why in all this hatred do you fill Me up with love
Fill me up with love, love, love
Love, love, love
Love is all around
Father up above
Why in all this hatred do you fill Me up with love
Fill Me love, love, love
Love, love, and the blood of our children all around

Saturday, December 11, 2004

Well, I know what I want to be when I grow up...


"Cool" as Ice
Originally uploaded by fizz_bubbles.
I've just noticed what Kell is watching....

A movie called "Cool as Ice" starring none other than Mr. Vanilla Ice.

Kell is dancing like a thug all over the kitchen right now and it's like I've been enlightened.... like I've found my true calling, my spiritual gift maybe.

I must dance. And rap.

"Don't repatch anything"

And so were the words of a soundman.

I'm a bit irked.... does irked carry the connotation of annoyance? If so, that's not the word I want to use... it's more of an exasperated amusement maybe. Whatever. What-eva!

I went to Starbucks with Kiri because she's going back to Calgary in January so we don't have a tonne of time and we must do things together as much as possible! Sheesh the people there know us by name I'm sure - but tonight there was no caffeine. Decaf all the way baby!

But I digress.

As we were leaving Starbucks, a black VW pulled up and slowly stopped in front of us. As per usual we were in our own world and continued walking until the driver rolled down the window.

*cue sinister violin music here*

Oh! It's just one of the dear techies over at the church. Not really sinister. But interesting nonetheless. Before he even opened his mouth I assured him...

"Don't worry, I won't touch anything tomorrow, ok??"

I'm doing sound tomorrow and he has been doing sound for the Christmas production, working hard to make things sound as good as possible. I understand his fear (no, let's call it paranoia), but I already got the warning on Wednesday. Kind of hard to miss the 90% of the board that was taped off with "NO TOUCH" written all over it. Or maybe it was the "I waited for you to come to make sure that you don't ruin the beauty" or something like that, referring of course to his hours of hardwork.

He made one request from the car: "Just don't repatch anything, k?"

OK. I'll just unpatch everything and leave it. Because I like to ruin! BWUAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Sometimes people make me laugh with their silliness.

My car is broken. But that's ok! The church is close!

Little Hints of Himself?

I find that the world is just filled with reminders of God, and that makes sense, seeing as He created it. As the Creator, it follow that He would have His hand in all aspects of life.... just look at His artistry in the beauty of a sunset, or even in the different shades of green used to paint the leaves! C'mon. They're LEAVES. And yet so beautiful... just look at God's language. So often it is not spoken, but can be sensed and experienced in other ways. Like these feelings that we get sometimes that can't really be attributed to anything else and cannot be expressed through words... maybe "I love you" is the closest we can get sometimes, and still I think those words fall short of the true meaning that one wishes to convey most of the time... and, coming back to the reason why I'm writing, just look at how God expresses Himself through science (And imagery! Yep! Gotta work the English in there somewhere!).

This might be way off, because I really am not particularly apt when it comes to biology, but I've been studying today, the nervous system actually, looking at the CNS and the PNS (central and peripheral nervous systems). Here's what my book says, and then let's see if I can outline how it struck me:

"The CNS is responsible for integrating, processing, and coordinating sensory data and other motor commands... When you stumble, the CNS integrates information regarding your balance and the position of your limbs and then coordinates your recovery by sending motor commands to appropriate skeletal muscles... the PNS includes all the neural tissues outside the CNS... and carries motor commands to peripheral tissues and systems...." (and that was stolen from that Martini book, "Fundamentals of Anatomy & Physiology" sixth edition).

OK. Now like I said, my understanding of such things is crude, but the part about balance and stumbling kind of hit me. Maybe I was looking for an excuse to stop reading (though I did keep reading for an hour before I stopped!), I'm not sure. My first reaction, however, was, "what a stunning extended metaphor". And this in itself, people, is a reminder that I am an ENGLISH student, not a BIOLOGY student. Haha.

I'm thinking that God is the CNS - the brains, the thing that is in control. So when we stumble, God knows... and He sends out impulses etc. to coordinate our recovery. I know that there are parts of the PNS that are in control as well, but remember this is CRUDE... so either we are the PNS for ourselves, or God uses others as PNS in our lives... or maybe both. I don't think Jesus fits into the PNS... He is more likely one of the lobes of the brain. That actually works quite nicely... The Trinity is the brain, and the part that connects to the spinal cord (which connects to the PNS) can be the Holy Spirit, that is linked with the PNS ie us somehow? We haven't learned about the different chunks of the brain yet, so I will have to revise this later ;). Maybe if the Spirit is the spinal cord, that would explain how the PNS has some control as well... because it's all connected to the CNS through the spinal cord... or maybe... alright I am getting myself all confused.

I'm just thinking right now, that the response of the nervous system is instant... and sometimes we go through trials that don't go away immediately.... bring on the metaphorical endocrine system, which works in compliment with the nervous system and sends out hormones (chemicals) that aren't as quick but have a longer lasting effect. So true of life as well, I think.

Maybe the PNS (or these "motor commands") isn't exclusively just people... maybe the axons are people, sent to deliver messages and to encourage and bless and love one another and shine God's light into the world... and maybe the dendrites are things that God gives us as gifts to remind us of who He is... or blessings of strength and endurance and discernment... or they're just to make us happy because He loves us... things like soul-stirring harmonies, or things that are so pretty to look at that they overwhelm us... or even a smile on the bus, or a restful sleep.

Here's what it comes down to: I really don't know where I'm going with all of this!!!!!!! Haha! And people like Kiri are going to read this and be like, "Wow... you're going to fail your bio exam! Stick with English!" It's silly, but it made me stop.

My conclusion: Lord, You're Everywhere. Even in my biology textbook.

I AM the Milkman

Hey "Miss" Puddles.

Yes, I'm talking to YOU.

*winks*

Thursday, December 09, 2004

....

Ordinary
I'm sorry
I know I'm only ordinary

I'm not a star
I apologize
I know this is an unpleasant suprise
You need a star

And to love, not to be loved, is the key
And to see, not to be seen, that is me
And to move, not to be moved, is to be free
And to love, not to be loved, is the key

- C. Moerman

I spent about 2 hours listening to that and "For You" by Stabilo (Boss) today. I stumbled upon "Sara's Sickeningly Cute Valentine's Mix" today and I had forgotten how much I love some of these songs. Like Orange Colored Sky by Nat King Cole.

I am so.... SO SO hyper right now. I haven't had sugar in... nearly two months. And then I had a lot of sugar today... plus two cups of coffee (and coffee has a very potent effect on me)... then there's the natural high of a)being done one of my tougher exams b)getting my tax return which will pay for my half of tuition c)the Sudan concert has been confirmed.... I am so thrilled... everything has worked out splendidly so far! Details will unfold over the next couple weeks I think.

Needless to say I am almost to the point of shaking from caffeine, sugar, etc.

I just watched the new Stabilo video. Just this second. FUN FUN FUN. And how did they do Chris' hair?! I wish my hair would do that! Those Hollywood (Toronto) magicians.

I'm not making sense. I have nothing to say. And yet I can't stop typing. AHHHH! I have tomorrow off. I'm getting a haircut because I have money again. Maybe I'll just get it shaved!

I think I'm going to listen to Ordinary some more and *sniff sniff*.

NIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Why can't I just be boring?

ORC!


ORC!
Originally uploaded by fizz_bubbles.
Does this dog not look like one of those monsters from Lord of the Rings to you? I think they're called Orcs. Roxy let out this little grumbly howl a few minutes ago and it inspired me to dig up this picture of Rox and Kell. [I cropped Kelly out so that she doesn't have to kill me when she gets home.]

1000 hits for my baby

That's kind of fun! Of course, from what I can tell, over 15% of those can be attributed to one person. But I'll pretend that many have been touched by my.... weebl cartoons. Yeah, umm....

So Meghan is being hilarious and I SHOULD be going to sleep but we're MSNing it up. Telling secrets. You know. Being sneaky. And I can't really ignore her, because she's my identical not identical conjoined at the pinky not conjoined at the pinky boy not boy twin not twin from Sweden not from Sweden and our names are are not Sven und Sven.

My parents are coming to One of Us on Friday.... I wonder if they think I'm going to CRAMP THEIR STYLE? I'm thinking angrily back to that Annie Lennox & Sting concert "situation" way back when.

"Oh I'll cramp your style", she threatened menacingly, her fingers drumming on the table as thoughts of malice whirled about in her tired head.

Wednesday, December 08, 2004

Nonsensical Dreams

I daydream a LOT and sometimes those can get pretty weird, but like I said before, I don't dream at night. Well, I know that we all dream every night, but I will only remember dreaming once a season maybe? Half a dozen times a year, tops. But for the second day in a row, I can remember what I dreamed about last night.

I was at a warehouse complex that looked eerily like Tomko except it was glass, and around the back Glenn Hilton was filming a music video for Lotus Child and everything was very intense, seemingly like a life or death situation.

Weirdo factors:
- I've spoken to Glenn Hilton (ex youth pastor at PPAC) maybe three times, ever.
- Why Tomko? Why for the love of all that is sanity, did it HAVE to be Tomko?
- Lotus Child was VERY angry that their fans were there. Violent angry, even. The good news is that I was the omniscient in the dream so I wasn't participating, just watching, and the band didn't yell at me.
- It reminded me a lot of Canadian Idol, where there were judges set up to choose which fans got to be in the video.
- Even though I was aware that it was Tomko, it also looked like a storage place on 24th that I walk past every day with Smeagol.

Maaaaaybe it's because a) I was talking to someone last night who was married by Glenn Hilton b) Stef is always ranting about Lotus Child c) I've listened to Kelly Clarkson, winner of American Idol d) I can never escape Tomko e) Stabilo just finished shooting a video that takes place in a mental hospital (which would essentially explain MOST of the dream!).

You can find explanations for your dreams if you really stretch things to their logical and somewhat illogical extremes.

A nonsensical post for a nonsensical dream. The part that fascinates me most is that I've actually remembered a couple of them... and I'm taking a break from the philosophy so I HAD to write something ;). I need some sort of anti-blogging patch.

I get to do sound tonight. Woo. The church looks STUNNING set up for the production (from the pictures I've seen so far... although it looks in one of them as though some hotboxing has been going on...............), and plus, lots will be already set up. Maybe at the end of the night I'll be sweet and unplug everything... move the piano back up on the stage (I'll have to bring Princess for that), take down those pesky curtains... you know, clean stuff up a bit... and then they'll find me in the water off White Rock pier, wearing concrete boots.

It looks as though I will reach my goal of finishing the Bible by the end of the year. I took a peek at what I have left to read and it's surprisingly less than I thought. It's about time if you ask me. I put it off for waaaay too long.

Speaking of putting off, back to the philosophy!

"Go ahead you can laugh all you want... I've got my philosophy... Would you look at me I'm crazy, but I get the job done... Yeah I'm crazy, but I get the job done" - Ben Folds Five: Philosophy [insert piano solo here]

Tuesday, December 07, 2004

OMP...

Like I said, OMP wouldn't let me post pictures for some odd reason, so here are a few. I'm really inept and it takes me a long time to figure out how to do things, so it's just a couple for now. I have this nightmare that if I am too flash happy they'll get angry or have a seizure or something. So no flash :)

http://onemorepill.com/forum/showthread.php?s=&threadid=1497&pagenumber=2

OMP #5


Nate
Originally uploaded by fizz_bubbles.
Silly Nate doesn't like to come out from the drums to pose for pictures so there's slim pickins of the boyo.

OMP #4


Chris
Originally uploaded by fizz_bubbles.
Hooray for Stabilo

OMP #3


Jumpy
Originally uploaded by fizz_bubbles.
I think this one is silly because he looks all jumpy!

OMP #2


Karl
Originally uploaded by fizz_bubbles.
Dot dot dot

OMP is being lame


Jesse
Originally uploaded by fizz_bubbles.
OMP is being lame so here are a couple Stabilo pics for you crazies.

And so it begins

GOOD LUCK to everyone starting exams today, tomorrow, or any day in the next two weeks - just remember that you KNOW YOUR STUFF and now all you have to do it SHOW THEM.

Sigh. I had the most beautiful dream last night, which is odd in itself, because I rarely remember dreaming at all. I went to Italy.

Monday, December 06, 2004

Good Night Dear Ones

At the risk of sounding silly, I hope you all have a delightful sleep...

RALPH AND CHRIS ARE MY HEROES!!

Yes, it's true! RALPH and CHRIS are my heroes and let's add some !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! for effect!

I don't have to do the women's banquet tonight, which is just gggggrrrrreeeeeaaaaaaatttttt!!!!

Of course that means if I STILL fail my Eng 220 final tomorrow morning, it will be due to my stupidity! Yikes!

Ralph is my hero because he is steppng up to the plate and is going to take the event for me.

Chris is my hero because he asked Ralph.

And Trevor is the messenger that I don't have to shoot because he brought tidings of joy and delight.

I'm going to skip off to the bus stop now. I was being yelled at about something from downstairs, but was sitting up in my room smiling like a fool because of this email. Yes, it makes me very happy. Relieved.

Sunday, December 05, 2004

? (Question Mark)

"My heart has been / Tryin' to speak to you for years / I've held back because / I've never talked to an angel / But I see one when I look in your eyes / I know you're not trying in your actions / Yeah you're just being you / So God help me if I'm wrong / But I love all the things you do / Can you feel me / Lost in you heart / Take to the sky / Spread your whole wings / Come along / With you I could fly / And I wanna give to you / All the things all the things all the things / That money cannot buy"

Stabilo last night was awesome. I found Richards with no problem, which means I must be turning into a direction MAVEN. It was great to see them again, and I enjoyed it very much. I took approximately thirty-three and a half thousand pictures, so I will put them up on omp or something like that when I have some time.

Things I learned at church today:
- Jesus was born in Bellingham
- He came to save the boys
- Felt isn't a very effective medium when the pressure's on
- Schnitzel at Tante Traute and Onkel Leo's has been cancelled so that they can come up to Whistler on Boxing Day

I sat up in the balcony with Leo and Joni (friends of my Opa and Oma) and then my auntie and uncle came as well. It was nice to go to the 9 am for a change.

I went this afternoon to see Megs' choir performance at Capilano College. It was... breathtaking. Music is just incredible. It stirs something inside me, I guess. I was shivering and just soaking it all in. It was like this beautiful sound just washing over me in waves. They had three different choirs as well as a brass quintet that would have knocked your socks off. And a woman who has her PhD in organ performance. I was floored by her playing. Stunning. Yeah I'm a geek, and I embrace the term.

Speaking of Meghan, she's coming to the Women's Banquet tomorrow night with her Mom, so maybe that will make me less grumpy about it! Actually, I'm SURE it will make me less grumpy about it, which is fantastic because I really shouldn't be grumpy :).

Saturday, December 04, 2004

Something Substantial?

Wow. What a load of short, stupid, pointless posts. Hopefully that means that all the meaningful stuff has gone into the last few papers that I've been doing. Or rather, HAVE DONE. Yes, lets stick that in as "PAST TENSE" as is possible. I'm still not really sure about the whole tense thing, like what to call it all, because I didn't do grade four, and it wasn't until grade nine that it occured to my English teacher that, while I could write, I didn't know what a verb was!! Last year I got a hold on "its" versus "it's"... this year, noun phrases and pre-and post-modifiers (yeehaw appositives!). Next year? THE WORLD. Mwuahahaha.

Indeed, yesterday was the last day of classes for term 1. Woo to the hoo. Oh dear. Did I really write that? Oh well. It's staying. It was rainy, which is fitting for the average UBC student, trudging in a daze across campus, having not slept, clutching (soggy?) papers and assignments. I didn't have my umbrella, and I had Travis in my head -

"Why does it always rain on me? Is it because I lied when I was seventeen? Why does it always rain on me? Even when the sun is shining, I can't avoid the lighting. Oh where did the blue sky go? What is it raining so bad?"

It's a "feel sorry for yourself" type song, but I wasn't thinking of it like that. I was just thinking "ick it's raining and I left my umbrella at home because I'm silly".

Finished the day off with Biology - for the exam we need to know up to the end of the male reproductive system. So I have a BIT of reading to do - but it's my last exam yay.

Then I went to Subway to get dinner because I didn't think there'd be time once I got over to the grad centre. While I was in the line I saw some little cheerleaders. I didn't recognize "COLTS" but I knew from their burgundy uniforms that they were from Richmond. We were rivals back in the "day", oh yes, but we always beat them, so I didn't feel any ill will towards them. I struck up a conversation with a few of the girls and one of the "male cheerleaders", and they were just soooooo excited (peppy? WE'VE GOT SPIRIT?!!! WE'RE NUMBER ONE?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) to talk to another person who understands that there IS a difference between a clap and a clasp (and that WE'RE NUMBER ONE!!!!!!! NUMBER ONE!!!!!!!!!!!). They had the typical stunt injuries, like shoe marks on arms and collarbones, and we commiserated that it just isn't fair that those wenches (and man-wenches) at Port Moody always win. Well, what do you expect when you recruit, then send your cheerleaders to cheer camp in Texas (where you cheer or DIE), and then pay thousands of dollars for a routine? I'm not bitter. At all.

I went over to the International House to pick up Zahida afterwards and together we left for the Grad Centre. When we got there, there were 250 chairs set up, and they hadn't wanted any chairs apparently. So we cleaned that all up (the poor assistant guy looked a bit upset that he'd JUST finished setting them up), and then Zahida and I built up the stage from stage boxes that we dragged down a ramp. Zahida commented that I was just so "strong" (oh yes! Look at those manly muscles! THEY'RE NUMBER ONE!!!!!!!). But really. I think it has something to do with the fact that I have a LOT of experience in lugging around ridiculously big and awkward box-shaped objects. Because that's what I do for a "living". Oh wow, that depresses me! Let's not talk about Tomko!

I inspected the little power mixer, and I understood everything, so I felt really good about that. The manager or whatever you call him finally showed up and he had this crazy box of a bunch of tangled cables, so I angrily set to work rectifying THAT problem. Maybe it's because wrapping cables is... well it's one of the parts of doing sound that I get 100% hahahahah! I am a WRAP MASTER (though not NUMBER ONE!!!!!!! for there are those who are *sniff* better).

The band showed up, and by band I mean half of them, and they lugged all their stuff in while Flavio ("manager dude") plugged a bunch of cables into the board. I wanted to tell him to go away. He was confusing and tangling everything and throwing cables in the stage and didn't have a clue which cables he was throwing where. He was like "yeah, you should probably follow them to find out where they're plugged in". I would have preferred just leaving them all neat and WRAPPED for the time being. Silly man.

We got everything set up, and I figure how to put a cd player in (thank you Foundations for Living Banquet ladies and Sam Scanlan of Basic Sound System Operations). Tom and Zach (1/2 of Lotus Child) played around and I got their monitors set up and fiddled around with levels and stuff. The board was set up on a coffee table beside the stage, so I was behind the speakers and, once Shaun showed up, beside a bass cabinet that is literally up to my shoulders. In a room for 250 people. So it was loud and I don't think it's wise to have the sound man there. Jenny Kliem was there with her FIANCE (awww!) Jeff, because Zahida'd asked her to model a Stompy Pow Pow t-shirt, and she was my precious assistant, and helped me by telling me how the levels needed to be fixed. Once the band was happy with their monitors, I had an opportunity to wander between the board and out to the audience so I could hear for myself. For a less-than-amazing venue, they actually sounded pretty good! I don't think I had a LOT to do with it, because they're a great band, but I did fix a little muddiness and had the vocals coming out nice and clear.

As a "soundman", I usually can tell that I didn't do TOO badly when I don't have complaints. As all of my sensais have told all us little underlings since day one, if you're doing your job, no one knows you're there. It was kind of neat to play around with the little board, because it was so much simpler than the one at PPAC. Eight usable channels, EQ for low, mid, high, two monitor mixes.... it forces you to keep it SIMPLE, which is usually good. At church I can sit there for hours, just entranced:

S: OOOOH!!! What does THIS button do?
Presses button.
S: Alright... that's the 'start small fire button'... and what is that hideous popping noise that I heard? Why did all the lights just go off? Where is everyone?!!!! What's going on!!!?!!!!!

or maybe

S: Hmmm you can't hear the synth... I'll just lean in and turn up the VCA"
Hairpin falls into fader.
S: *just gasps*

Actually, I did have to use an excessive number of hairpins yesterday, and NONE of them (count 'em, NONE) fell into the board. Hahaha! [Note: for those of you who DON'T know, and I've told many people this story, I actually DID have a bobby pin fall into a fader once... I guess that's why most sound guys with long hair just tie it in a long greasy ponytail ;)].

The band rocked, I was happy with the way things turned out, and I really didn't need to be that scared at all. It was my first time doing sound for something non-churchy though, so I guess it's acceptable that I was a little bit scared. Next time I can be not scared :).

I sold the two extra tickets that I had, so it worked out well.

John drove us home (Brea, Kell-Bell, and her friend Kaleena came). Kaleena slept over, because my parents are in Vernon until this afternoon, but she and Kelly cleaned up after themselves. So I don't have to threaten them.

I'm letting myself relax a little bit this morning and it's so nice. Just sitting. Sitting time is just about over though... I have things to do! Like STUDY. And work on my saying no skills. I have booked myself up a lot, which is ok, but now I need to be careful and make sure that I can get rested up and get studied up. I've decided to go to the old people service tomorrow. A) my day will get off to an earlier start and B) I won't know anyone there, soooooo I won't have any temptation to put off going home right after. I think Kelly wants to come though (:D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D!)... not sure how she'll feel about 9 am, but my aunt and uncle will be there so maybe she still will.

Then there's Meghan's choir thing in North Van.... then on Monday I have a review session at UBC for philosophy, then I might be doing sound for this women's banquet thinger (I'm really hoping not, though!) then Tuesday I have to be on the bus at about 6 so I'll make it to my exam on time... then Wednesday I'm doing the sound rehearsal for Sunday... then Thursday, another exam... then Friday the Christmas production at church, then Sunday I'm doing sound most of the day.

I will just have to be wise with my time. Coagulate all of the time that I would spend not studying into a few key chunks (like Wednesday evening and Sunday). For me, it's more about reviewing a bit and getting enough sleep. Because if I don't get the texts that I've studied, there isn't a lot that's going to help me, other than reviewing what I know and being rested.

...

STABILO TONIGHT. YAAAAAAY. I'm listening to them right now... well Middle of the Night. It's not the whole cd, just an iTunes mix... but how convenient. They are so good (NUMBER ONE!!!!). I don't think I've seen them since... when was the last time I saw them? There was the botched attempt at A & B Sound, but I think there's been one since then... YES. FeFe Dobson HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. That's ok. I saw Chris Davies there as well, and I'm sure he was there for FeFe. I have to speak with them this evening... no fear. Who's got that for a slogan? Some sort of sports company. Anyway, they're right. No fear!

It also means I get to see KIRI. And HOLLY. And maybe RICK. And KARLA. And I'm really excited. This will be my nineteenth time (if you count the botched A & B Sound fiasco... and I did SEE them and talk to them). OK, maybe it's my eighteenth time.

I love iTunes. Everything Mac seems to not suck.

Thornley - The Going Rate (My Fix)

OK well it wasn't really as substantial as I'd maybe promised. Substantial in quantity, but the quality and content remained up here at the surface. I think I'd still like to mull over "What World AIDS Day means to me" by Sara J. Macdonald, but it's not going ot happen in here today.

Alright... I think I'm going to tidy up, go to GW and then settle into the learnin'

NUMBER ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Friday, December 03, 2004

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

It's funny... because one would assume from the title that I'm freaking out, or screaming of something. But I'm kind of just sitting here, docile and unmoving....

T-minus I don't know how many hours (probably about 8) until LC.

I'm scared still...

Blah

What is everyone doing? Sleeping? Bah!

You know what I've concluded? The homeless and the Sudanese are marginalized in Canadian news media. Are we shocked?

I've decided I'll finish the other paper in the morning. Yeah. I mean "Word".

Today's Lotus Child day. The more I think about it, the more scared I get. So I'm just gonna stop thinking.

Thursday, December 02, 2004

"Though no people professed so much, none performed so little"

"Though no people professed so much, none performed so little"
- Oroonoko, Aphra Behn's Oroonoko

I'm chewing on that... it's crunchy.

I'm at school. Again. Still. Last night I was here until 8 and it was BEAUTIFUL. The bus was DEAD and so very quick and quiet. If it weren't so late I'd come home then ALL THE TIME. And now I'm back.... probably at the same desk in the dankness of Koerner. The good news is that they have snipers set up to exterminate you if you breathe loudly, so it's nice and quiet. Except for the chipper and comforting sound of clickity click on various laptops.

Tomorrow is the Lotus Child show and I'm nervous. I wasn't nervous until yesterday, but now I am. I'll survive, I know, but I want to do a GOOD job, not just an ok job. I have two tickets that I bought for a couple friends who have had to cancel because they think school is more important than a concert, so if you want to come you can [please come... I don't want to have to pay for them :(].

I'm uninspired.................

Wednesday, December 01, 2004

Oooh what is that little red ribbon for?

It's World AIDS Day. Stay tuned....

*I'm in Bio right now mwuahahahaha*

Stupidest Christmas Cards Ever!

It's just occured to me that I spent 15 minutes trying to pick out some nice cards, and what I am looking at right now is a box of really dumb ones. The problem is that I ran into Jamie and Jaclyn (Ya! I'll blame Jamie and Jaclyn!), got distracted, and bought the ones that I was holding... they're nice on the outside, but here's what they say:

"Hope your holidays simply sparkle with happiness!"

Yeah... I'm going to have to see if I can take them back.... because that simply won't do. If I'm not able to, I'll have to mount the front piece on some other paper, or white out the inside part.

I cause lots of trouble for myself sometimes.

Harumph.

The sleep is staring to set in... things'll probably be a bit "ehhfhggggg" until about 12:40 until my body realizes that I'm not giving in.

I've just finished going through this one article again and it's practically a gold mine. I think I'm going to use quotes as headings... there are some that relate so beautifully to what my points are. Coincidence? Well... judging from the amount of pink highlighter on the sucker, I'd say I read through it at one point, and so maybe I was keeping these things in my head, storing them up for a rainy day (though it's not raining).

Speaking of rain - it SNOWED yesterday. It was shocking but lovely!

Wow... it's December.

I'm so tempted to make one of those quizzes... you know where you make the ten questions and then everyone goes to the site to see how well they know you and it's all fun and dandy.

By the way... I don't know what "ehhfhggggg" is.