Monday, December 23, 2002

Not a very exciting weekend.

I worked both days, stayed in with Amy.
I helped her out with some Christmas presents. I don't suspect anyone she shops for reads here, but no sense in talking about it either.

Didn't have my followup dream. Damnit.

Oh well.

Anyone know a way to induce dreams? (Besides eating a large pizza with anchovies at 3 AM? Besides, that only give you nightmares)


Thursday, December 19, 2002

I had a pretty crazy dream last night.

Not all that much to it, but it was a very vivid moment.

I was in bed with some guy. I don’t know if it was Ian or not.

I was in my ‘old’ body… about 120 pounds, and with really long hair, like down past my waist. I’ve never had hair that long, but in my dream it looked good.

I was cuddling up with this guy who was absolutely massive, like maybe 600 pounds.

That’s about all there was to it.

I hope I can repeat that dream, maybe take it a little further…

Mmmmm.

Wednesday, December 18, 2002

Explain this...

Experts tell us that Al Quida (the terrorists respsonible for destroying the World Trade Centre in New York on September 11, 2001) has been disrupted by attacks.

They also tell us that Al Quida is responsible for blowing up a night club in Bali, blowing up a hotel, and trying to shoot down an air plane.

Can these statements both be true?

I don't think so.

Which do I feel is true?

Both, and neither. I don't think Al Quida is what people think it is. It's in many ways a bogey man. Any terrorist who has ever talked with a terrorist from Al Quida is automatially linked to that organisation. Not really true... and yet not really untrue. You can kill for a whole plethora of reasons, and blame anyone you want. Al Quida may be involved, but it's 'leaders' aren't leading anything.

Monday, December 16, 2002

Saturday I went out

... with Michelle and a couple of the artists whose stuff we sell: David and James. We went to a dance club, but for the life of me I don’t remember what it was called.

Been a while since I went out for a night of dancing. Still feeling it today, but I don’t care, I had a good time dancing away! I love getting dressed up for clubbing. Not that I have a huge selection of clothes to wear (which is ironic, since it is a selection of huge clothes!) I wore a shirt that didn’t cover my stomach, and a skirt which is supposed to go down to my knees… but doesn’t. I had to wear stockings; I wish I could find some boots to go up to my thighs, but alas, I prefer cuisine to fashion.

I got both James and David to dance with me, but I don’t think James enjoyed dancing with me. Probably ‘cause he’s on the prowl. David really liked it though! Ian’s not a big dancer, so it was fun being with someone who does appreciate it. David’s not the best, but he had fun, that’s what counts.

I actually had a lot of fun with David, might see if he wants to go dancing again sometime.

Sunday Amy and I just hung out at the apartment. I was too tired to go anywhere, and she’s got her Christmas shopping done. We watched a couple movies on DVD, nothing too exciting. I made a chicken pasta for dinner… again, nothing too exciting. Amy’s given up her diet, she’ll start again in the new year.

So I got a couple weeks to fatten her up, lol.

I don’t set New Year’s resolutions. If something is worth changing, it’s worth changing right away. But people always eat so much over Christmas that it’s really easy to resolve to eat less… it’s almost impossible not to! I can’t wait to make a Christmas dinner for Ian!

Jeri says she’s having a little too much holiday cheer. She’ll still probably look thinner than I remember, because I keep seeing Amy and Jeri as the same body type, even though I know that Amy is almost 20 pounds heavier.

Friday, December 13, 2002

Okay, THIS is funny:

The International Olympic Committee said it might kick Iraq out of the 2004 Summer Games for human-rights violations.

"This probably won't cost the country any medals,"
"Any Iraqi who could run, jump or swim is surely in Turkey by now."

-- Argus Hamilton in the San Fran Cronicle

Thursday, December 12, 2002

What to say?

Not much going on.

Did a tonne of shopping on Sunday.
My feet STILL hurt!

Amy commented on how busy the mall was, but it was practically barren compared to the Eaton Centre or Yorkdale… so I was fine with the crowds. The malls here are pretty good, but obviously can’t compare to Yorkdale or the Eaton Centre. One called Masonville is especially nice.

Last night we went out with some of Amy’s friends. Just talked at a pub downtown, nothing fancy. All of Amy’s friends are tiny though! I can see why she worries about her weight. Even their boyfriends weighed less than Amy! Oh well.

Ian and I still need to work out the Christmas schedule. I think I’ll be in Toronto from the 24th to the 27th, but these things are minute to minute really. I will be in Toronto on the 24th for dinner with my family and the 25th with Ian’s family for sure! I’m not sure where I’ll be on the morning of the 25th. I’d like to be with Jeri and Amanda, but they’re at Jeri’s parents’. Oh well.

That’s the second time I said ‘oh well’. I guess I’m facing some disappointment here! I thought London was supposed to make life more exciting. Maybe I miss Ian more than I thought. Or maybe it’s Jeri and Amanda. Or Toronto. Or something. Maybe I need more sugar, lol.

Tonight I’ll have a big dinner, wonder if that’ll help out.

Friday, December 06, 2002

Well, I lied.

I made it up to Toronto anyway.

I got off work early enough, and start today late enough that I could go, spend the night at home and then come back this morning.

We went to this Jazz club in downtown Toronto. I don’t remember the name, but it was pretty nice. I met some of the people from Nashville, some pretty cool people, I can definitely see why Ian gets along with them all.

And I did meet Kira. Wow. She is one of the tiniest people I’ve ever met! She’s maybe 5 feet tall, very thin. She looks like she might break in a stiff breeze! She’s much stronger than she seems. I mean her spirit. When you see a small asian woman, you somehow think ‘demure’. Not her! She’s not impolite or anything, just… smart and confident. It’s funny, I don’t really know any tiny asian women who are submissive, and yet I have this stereotype. Damn Hollywood!

Anyway, Kira was obviously impressed seeing Ian and I together. She asked me a tonne of questions about being fat, which, as you know, I’m more than happy to answer! I could see she has an admiration for Ian. Don’t blame her. I’m still surprised how many women find Ian attractive. It took me a while, and I know him! Oh well. Maybe it’s just sour grapes that not many men admit to finding me attractive.

Anyway, off to work.

Thursday, December 05, 2002

Looks like I’m not going to Toronto today.

I’m working.

I don’t mind. One of the artists is coming in today, so I’ll get to meet and talk with her for a bit. I love doing that! It feels kinda cool to sell the work of someone you know. I thought I might be jealous, that they can sell their art and I can’t. But I’m not. I think I’m better at this part than the actual painting.

Once I get my own place maybe I’ll start painting again, but I don’t miss it as much as I thought I would. I haven’t even unpacked any painting stuff. Sure, I’ve been doing some charcoal sketching, (Amy’s not impressed to be my model! I wonder what she’d say if I asked to sketch her nude?) so that fills any artistic needs I have for now.

Maybe I’ll find something to inspire me today.

Or tomorrow.

Or the third Thursday of March 2006.

Who knows?

That’s what makes things fun!

I do wish I could have met this girl Kira. From how Ian talks about her she loves fat. Not fat people, just the fat itself.

Monday, December 02, 2002

Not too much happened this weekend.

It snowed a tonne here in London, and since fat and ice don’t mix, I stayed in. I watched some movies, did some reading. Didn’t feel like doing much else.

Amy is convinced I’m trying to fatten her up. Nope. Just like to cook well. She’s free not to eat it ;-) Of course, if she doesn’t, then I will…

Ian’s coworkers from Nashville are in Toronto this week. I’m going to try to get to Toronto on Thursday so I can meet them. It’ll be nice to see Ian again. But I won’t be in Toronto long enough to see anyone else.

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