April 7, 2003- "What do you call cheese that isn't yours? NACHO CHEESE"

I officially decided today that when I'm older, I want to be a professional sleeper. I am qualified for this job - perhaps too highly qualified, because even though I only woke up three hours ago, I'm ready for a nap. It's true what Robert Fulghum said:

"Share everything. Play fair. Don't hit people. Put things back where you found them. Clean up your own mess. Don't take things that aren't yours. Say you're sorry when you hurt somebody. Wash your hands before you eat. Flush. Warm cookies and cold milk are good for you. Live a balanced life - learn some and think some and draw and paint and sing and dance and play and work every day some. Take a nap every afternoon. When you go out into the world, watch out for traffic, hold hands, and stick together...

Take any of those items and extrapolate it into sophisticated adult terms and apply it to your family life or your work or your government or your world and it holds true and clear and firm. Think what a better world it would be if all - the whole world - had cookies and milk about three o'clock every afternoon and then lay down with our blankies for a nap. Or if all governments had a basic policy to always put thing back where they found them and to clean up their own mess.

And it is still true, no matter how old you are - when you go out into the world, it is best to hold hands and stick together.

That just proves my point - we need more professional sleepers in this world! I have had a lot of experience in this field, as I have learnt from the master herself - Melly, who has the amazing ability to simply fall into a deep slumber anywhere and at anytime - possibly even in a nightclub while dancing... the girl is THAT talented!

Speaking of jobs, I am nearly unemployed for the summer. Pottery Barn hasn't many hours to give out - I haven't had a shift in so long that there's a new manager of my department and I didn't even know until Joy told me! Ahhh, volunteer work and clothes.. here I come!

There's something to be said about chivalry. I went for drinks awhile back with this guy Christiaan, who lives upstairs, and we took a taxi to the place which is about 2 blocks away... okay fine, two BIG blocks... had martinis, took a cab back and he woudln't let me pay for a cent. Doors opened for me - as much as I'm for women's liberation and all, it definitely felt nice. Besides, I'm undecided on whether I would want to burn my bra or not. On one hand, I could buy more underwear, but on the other, I wouldn't be able to decide which to burn.

We're onto 36 days of non-shopping. Thank goodness for my friends (heroines!) Vix and Salome who, when visiting Toronto, gave me a gift certificate to my more favorite store in the world, Urban Outfitters, so I used part of it to get these UBERsexy earrings. Parsons said initally that I coudln't end my lent thing early just because I started early.
My view on this: If I did 46 days instead of 40 it would be like someone buying 600g of chicken from you and you giving them 700g just because the scale was all wrong.
His view on this: If I was playing basketball and I scored a couple of baskets before the game started, they wouldn't count.

I guess he's right. We made a deal though - if I buy a fondue maker, he'll let me have those 6 days. However, a fondue maker at Williams-Sonoma is CAN$145.00, and even with my discount, it'll come out to $100. That's nearly $17 a day, and I have a feeling that he'd be using it more than I would. I'm feeling blackmailed here - perhaps 6 more days isn't so bad. If it weren't for my ego and pride, I'd just buy the boy his two tubs of ice-cream and go shopping already. In reflection, the fondue thing doesn't make sense now - why spend #100 when I only need to spend $10 to end this bet?

I want another set of bedsheets already. I'm only going to sleep on percale from now on with a thread count higher than 240. Extravagent, I know, but if I'm really serious about this professional sleeper business, why be uncomfortable? And I need a proper desk chair. Stay away from IKEA's Stefano chair - the back kept falling off, so now I have an improvised stool. And Marianne was so comfortable on my chair that she took the back off of her stefano! Too funny. I reminded her that it was bad feng shui and that mine wasn't voluntarily in that position. Oh well, Christiaan jammed the hydraulics on his so I guess it could be worse. My next chair is going to be one sweeeet baby - tall-backed tilting managerial in black with wheels. Or the one in those interior design magazines - "Imaging if a chair was a little black dress".

- brown faux suede spring jacket (knee length)
- womens' black pants with slits at the side and a slight flare
- mens straight leg medium blue jeans with whiskers
And rk has amazing white pantsuits and skirtsuits. Very well cut, falls nicely. Polyester or light silk I think.
And Pottery Barn has had their red and blue line of candles on sale, 30% off for awhile. This means, RUBY, pomegranate rose, dogwood blossom and jasmine waterlily. Snap it up when it's this good!!!

Here are the two best cookies I've come across so far: Chewy Chocolate Chip Oatmeal and Anzac Biscuits. A tip from my sister's friend Lora is that when you store cookies, put a piece of fresh bread in the container too. It will keep the cookies moist as it dries out. And if the cookies get too hard or crumbly, before eating, stick them in the microwave for about 25 seconds. They'll be warm and chewy again. Anzac biscuits are vegan. They stand for Australia and New Zealand Army Corps, and were made during WWI and WWII because they don't use eggs, which were rationed and rare at that time. Anzac Day is April 25, the date of my macroeconomics final. And as a finale, the BEST cake EVER. It's.... The Better than Sex Cake

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