juliag

I love Pig so much.

I had a dream a few nights ago that I started a small business. I was wildly successful and not worrying about money. Needless to say, the little seed was planted and it's been on my mind ever since.

What do you think my chances of successfully running a (very) small business? How hard is it? How much planning actually has to go into something like this? And now with these tough economic times as my father says... I don't know. Dream Julia seemed to be very business savvy. Perhaps my inner Mary Kay or Debbie Fields is lying dormant inside me just waiting for an oppertunity to run wild and free.

I think I might love this show a little too much.

There's just too much going on...

That is all.

For all my bitching and complaining about Telus they've decided to give me a brand new replacement phone. That's right, for all the times they've jerked me around and been douche-y to me they've decided to give me a new blackberry curve! And it's red!

They even switched around my contract based on my usage so I won't be paying out the ass anymore. Ok, I totally understand that this is a blatant manipulation of me, that this is not an equal payment for equal punishment but ... god damn it's way better then what I expected. Which was nothing. So please, just let me have my moment. And woo hoo for a new phone! 

Is Twitter really as great as everyone says it is?

Please explain it to me.


Oh God, I'm officially old. I have to have someone explain a technology trend to me.

Oh my God, spring is here! There still aren't leaves on the trees but this is a step in the right direction.



I walked to the mailbox today and I passes this idyllic little scene on my way home. I've never been so happy to see little crocuses. I think mostly because I really was anticipating another bit of snow. Just a little bit but still. It's glorious to think that there won't be any more till November!

And just think, with flowers and grass comes patios and cottages! I have a good feeling about this.

Also, I think it should be noted that both of my birthday fish died over the weekend. I found their tiny little corpses floating, tangled in the little tree they had uprooted from the bottom of the tank.

There was talk of replacing them but I don't think I'm ready just yet.

I was crushed to discover that my local (read most convenient) Tim Hortons location is sold out of the Roll Up the Rim to Win cups. I was really relying on winning one of those $10,000 cups.

For those six seconds between when I finish the last drops of my coffee and when the cup's lip has been rolled I was always convinced that I was going to win the money. My heart would swell with joy and excitement. And I had already spent it in my head, paying off all my bills and buying all new summer sandals and road tripping out to the East Coast.

And now that hope is gone! I didn't even win a free cup of coffee this year. Damn you Tim Hortons for filling my head with dreams! Now I'm just left with an ugly brown cup, coffee breath, and an overwhelming sense of disappointment. And I still have bills to pay!

Although, on the plus side I'm free to focus my attention on winning one of the coveted iCoke/olympic torch carrier spots. I can feel it in my bones that I'm going to win this one.

For my 25th birthday Sam and Shawna presented me with two little goldfish named Sam and Uncle Buck.

For whatever reason, these two teeny little fish make me so nervous. I've never had a fish before and I'd be more comfortable if someone left me with two babies. At least that way I'd know what to do with them. What do I do with a goldfish?

Well, at least I haven't killed them yet. I woke up confident that I'd find their little bodies floating belly up in their tank this morning.

Someone must want to see Ben Harper! He's playing at the Phoenix in Toronto on May 13th. (That's a Wednesday) Tickets go on pre-sale tomorrow and surely they can't be that expensive. Anyone interested in seeing him live with me?

Please don't force me to go see him alone.

I accidentally wore my slippers to work this morning.



I thought since I'm at reception no one would notice but so many people have called me out on it. And when 90 year old is laughing at you, you know it's time to make some life changes.

My dad just found this in an old box in the basement.



I don't remember why I wrote this or when exactly it was, probably circa 1992, but he kept it along with so many other hilarious things. I was a weird child.

I love converse as a shoe but these are fucking ridiculous. Would anyone actually wear these?

I don't know why this took me so long to write but I'm finally done! I'm not tagging anyone, if you want to do this... do it.



1. During my illustrious driving career I've written off two cars and badly damaged a third. I've never been seriously injured (thank god) but between my mother and I our insurance company threatened to deny us insurance due to us being "gross liabilities".

2. One time my parents forgot me at summer camp.

3. I love bad tv. The trashier the better. Seriously, I'll watch just about any show where a large number of young strangers are put together, given huge amounts alcohol, and are left to their own devices. I love drunk angry white chicks.

4. I crumble under peer pressure. Like all the time. Still.

5. When I was three I pulled the fire alarm in a restaurant, the whole place had to be evacuated and the fire department had to come. My father won't let me live that down.

6. My cousin Pip got married in England when I was 18, our whole family went on a huge two week bus tour. The trip was a frickin' gong show. I was one of the three people (out of the 34 total people) on our bus who didn't get Norwalk. It was like living in a scene from The Exorcist. I've never seen so many people puke in my life.

7. When I was little I wanted to farm marshmallows. My parents had to sit me down and explain to me why this dream could never come true. Come to think of it my parents had to sit me down and explain a lot of things to me when I was little.

8. I was convinced for some time (lets not get into how long) that I would marry Robbie Williams.

9. I'm constantly late. I suppose that's not really interesting as it is annoying but either way it's true. I'm trying to change that, be more dependable but it's frickin' hard.

10. I once had my tongue pierced for some reason.

11. By the time I was 10 I had been to 18 funerals.

12. I read in the shower. It's so impractical and I've ruined so many books but I continue to do it.

13. I own so many purses and bags. Like 30+. I'm a little scared to actually count to see how many are there. They're not all fabulous but I'm not willing to part with them. I might use them again some day.

14. I cannot dance to save my life. But that doesn't stop me from bustin' a move.

15. I've been friends with Claire Zado since we were two. She moved to South Korea for a year. I had no idea I'd miss her this much.

16. I freaking love the Olympics. I cannot express how into the summer games I was. And now the winter games in Vancouver?! I am determined to carry the Olympic torch when it comes through here. For serious. I've entered like three contests to try and win my way in since I am in no other way qualified. I think Coke is my best bet to win. So... if you have any iCoke codes I would greatly appreciate them so I can live the dream baby!

17. I'm super jumpy and scare really easily. I cannot watch horror movies or anything like that. I even find my house scary at night and can convince myself that there's a murderer in my yard. I have a few ridiculous stories where I have been terrified by very innocent things.

18. Ross is my favourite Friends character. He's totally under appreciated and has the funniest moments. No one else agrees with me but I'm sticking to my guns.

19. I have been sexually propositioned by creepy white dudes on four separate occasions. It always seems to be when I'm looking a mess, late at night, in weird places like the gas station. (True story, it happened last night.)

20. I miss playing cards. Not poker or any of those type of games that require skill, I never win at those. But I miss playing euchre, crazy eights and skip-bo. Those are games I can dominate.

21. I love the elderly and babies. They are just too cute.

22. I'm horrible with money. I'm trying to get better but I still have trouble with keeping my Visa balance down.

23. I carry so much stuff in my purse it's bananas. Aside from the usual wallet, cell, assorted lip chaps and balms, loose change, keys, spare keys, pens and other such purse contents - I also have with me at this very moment extra socks, shoes, mittens, two note pads, lighters, an empty ring box, flashlight, pot, pipe, papers, air fresheners (both the small one and the full size), three empty cigarette packs, anti-bacterial hang gel - among other things. I currently have like 3 sets of DVD's in there, too.

24. Uncle Buck will be my favourite movie till I die. I could watch it over and over again. My number one fantasy for 10+ years was that John Candy would make my a giant pancake breakfast.

25. I love sending random text messages but I have a bad habit of sending them late at night when people are sleeping.

26. I will love Britney Spears forever. That crazy bitch can do no wrong.

Ticketmaster just released a new block of tickets for Britney mother fucking Spears!

I really want to get them but they're obstructed view and the section that they're in isn't even listed on the seating map. It keeps coming back saying "No such section".

I don't want to blow $65+ on tickets and only be able to see her for 25% of the show but I really really really want to Britney live.

I think I'm going to change my astrological sign. I've been thinking about it lately and I've decided I'm more of a Pisces than an Aries.

I went out to dinner with my cousin and a couple of her friends last night. Some place called Earls where I had the best chicken/brie/apple/fig/spinach sandwich. It was magical.

Half way through the meal I realized that my shirt was on inside out.

I think my toe nails are receding. For real, The pink nail bed part seems to be getting smaller and smaller.

Mu doctor seems unconcerned with this, and dismissed my panicked questions quite rudely. I just wanted to make sure they would never just ... fall off. How is that irrational?