duuuuuuuuuuuude!

I ALMOST FORGOT!!!!

Luxurious items in U.S. dollars

I'm staying at my parents this weekend, as both of their birthdays happen to be one after another.
SWEET!!
After the initial "home for the weekend" routine has taken place (long hot bath, laundry, scour the fridge for expensive cheeses), the next step is to sit with the family in the living room, and catch up with my good friend catalogue.
Restoration Hardware
Neiman Marcus
Horchow
Hammacher Schlemmer
I'm busy for hours, looking at things I could never afford!

In other news, cutting my hair is a thing of the past.
Soon, my mammoth hair will swallow my neck, and the only accessory I will need is conditioner.

>:(

Putting together an IKEA bed, without instructions, can make the world turn into the slowest moving, most crabby place in seconds.
The heat is on too high, there isn't enough light, you suddenly have to pee, but your old mattress is blocking the bathroom door......I figured out the answer to all of the aforementioned problems though: Egg Nog ice cream.
WHOEVER UNLEASHED THIS SUPER POWER HAS BEEN SITTING ON SOMETHING FOR FAR TOO LONG!!!!
Being a bit of an ice cream connoisseur, I have my pros and cons regarding this brand of ice cream.
PROS:
- s'ice cream!
- it doesn't come in the wimpy haagen daas sized container (I tend to frown upon wee "gourmet" cartons of ice cream, as they're usually purchased by individuals who can restrict themselves to a measly little bowl of ice cream whenever they have a craving - way to have self control guys!!), she's hatched into a hefty 2L tub!!
- it combines my two favourite edible products in this world: ice cream, and egg nog

CONS:
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SIKE!!!!

Don't forget that I get 10%!!!!!!

http://ucbswww.bank-banque-canada.ca/scripts/search_english.cfm

Being both sick, and bored allows you to explore avenues of the internet that you may have never otherwise utilized.
Terribly - none of my family members have cheese just sitting in the bank.

p.s.

Enjoying a nice long soak in a hot tub (after you've put a whole bottle of bubble bath in it) is difficult when you're completely sauced.
You get dizzy, nauseous, and generally irritated a few minutes into the experience.
However, being hung over in a hot tub is a whole other story.
GUESS WHO DINED AT THE KEG THIS WEEKEND!?!?!?
I FELT LIKE A MIDDLE AGED PROFESSIONAL AS I SIPPED FROM A WINE GLASS (PEPSI w/ NO ICE, YO!), SITTING IN THE KEG - OVERLOOKING NIAGARA FALLS, AND EATING RIIIBBSS!!!!!!!!!!
And what fucking genius created the mini bar in hotel rooms?!
WAY TO FORCE PEOPLE INTO BUYING $9 CANS OF COORS LIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!

cleanin' up your own fuckin' sty is gratifying

Ever wake up, and feel like you live in a total pig pen?
You wait for that individual that takes up the other side of the bed to go about his weekend biz, and the second he leaves - THE CLEANING HAS BEGUN!!
I'm four hours in, and it looks like a tornado has visited my wee bachelor apartment.
Everything is piled on top of my bed, and the cat is sleeping on a pile of clothes in the closet (she's smarter than I give her credit for, as I'm sure she'd be deep in the pile on my bed, had she not scurried to the closet in order to escape).
I've scrubbed mysterious floor stains, I've organized all of my household cleaners,
I've even taken all my books off of my bookshelf, dusted them, and re-organized them, in a totally aesthetic manner.
Never do I have a minimal apartment cleaning session - it somehow always turns into one of those "gotta move all your furniture! IT'S TIME FOR CHANGE!!!" experiences.
If I successfully blog about my life tomorrow, it means that I've been able to dig my way out of my apartment.