Grace in Small Things #28

What I'm thankful for today:

• Leftover Halloween candy :)
• After looking for over a year, I found a new winter jacket! (Bottom right picture)
• Funny, little boy on the bus with the awesome afro
• My new health insurance information finally arrived so I can finally send in my claim form.
• Delicious tea after my allergy shot (weekly tradition)
• Had to wait a long time in line to buy transit credits but finished just in time to catch my bus.

Grace in Small Things #27

I've been slacking a bit. Felt a little convicted this evening when I saw that my friend Alana had started Grace in Small Things. This is what I'm thankful for:

• I did not get a call for subbing work today. I have a cold and I'd rather not get a call than have to turn down work because I'm sick.
• My cold didn't amount to much. I've been tired, have a sore throat and runny nose but I've had worse. In the past any cold I'd get would kick my butt for weeks. Not sure if all those years working in schools have built up my immune system to colds or if I'm just better at taking it easy.
• Might sound silly but Shopper's optimum points. Just the other week I accumulated enough points that I could get $60 worth of free merchandise. Last month I didn't get many subbing days so I definitely need to use them.
• A cheap place to live. I know I'm 33 year old that lives with my parents but I wouldn't be able to work as a sub if I didn't. Right now I'm getting known within the school division and it will take sometime before I'm working often enough to live on my own.
• Pomegranates are the only reason that I don't gorge myself on Halloween candy. I'm so thankful they are in season right now.

Grace in Small Things #27

Much thankfulness for the following:

• Top Gear marathon on BBC Canada! Only one episode I hadn't watched before had me in tears (strange, I know). It featured a group of injured soldiers who were training for the Dakar rally. Not only that but the show arranged for former Stig, Ben Collins, to train the team.*
• My mom won Lagostina pots though Touchdown to Win and gave them to me! This was the first weekend where I really got the chance to use them.
  
  
• I'm so thankful that I can live with my parents while I become better known as a substitute teacher in the school division.
• Not only is the current book I'm reading extremely interesting, I'm getting a lot of great ideas of how I could use it in my teaching.
• Egg, tomato and Havarti sandwich for supper.

*Sister, it is a must view for when you're here at Christmas time.

Grace in Small Things #26

It has been awhile since I did this but Thanksgiving Weekend seemed like a good time to start.

• Glad to spend the day with my parents, my brother and his wife.
• I'm thankful that I feel so much better than I did last year.
• Habs won! Habs won!
• Delicious apple crisp for breakfast. Being an adult is awesome.
• Probably had the 3 easiest days of teaching ever this week.

Dream Home: Art Nouveau & Art Deco - Master Bedroom

I was initially going to make all of my inspiration boards for my dream home in Art Deco but then I absolutely fell in love with this Art Nouveau bed. This was actually the second inspiration board I made using my favourite pieces but it would seem anti-climatic to show anything after it.

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The bed was a complete pain to cut out. I am not happy with the result but there came a point where I had to walk away before it drove me crazy. If anything, this project has helped sharpen my rust Photoshop skills.

Dream Home: Art Nouveau & Art Deco - Family Room

I had the hardest time with the family room since I couldn't find any Art Deco cabinets that would suitable for entertainment units. I broadened my search to include Art Nouveau and then I found one I loved. The Art Nouveau period came right before Art Deco so pieces still go together quite well. The white cabinet is early French Art Deco which was sort of a transition period between the curves of Art Nouveau and the more angular geometry of Art Deco. I think it ties the two styles together nicely.
My real inspiration for the room was the painting The Starry Night. I choose pieces that mimic the swirls and colour palate. The couch originally a wretched olive green but that is the only piece that I changed.

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Feedback is appreciated!

Side note: My dad is such an engineer. He doesn't understand how I could be planning what furniture to put in without making a floor plan of the house first.

In Response to Roger's Mathematical Frustrations

This started as a comment on a blog post but then turned very long...

Trust me, I know that math is hard. I have cried many times with frustration over how difficult math is. After a year, I had to humbly except the fact that I was not capable of an Honours degree in mathematics. It had been too long since the prerequisite courses. It would take too long for me to relearn the what I had forgotten in time to make sense of the new material. I understand what 99.9% of the world population does not but that 0.1% completely KICKS MY BUTT

So why learn math in the first place? Why is it worth all the effort?

Ken Dryden in his book In School describes it perfectly:

But so little of math is really x’s and y’s, learning, recalling, applying theorems twenty days and twenty years later. It’s learning how to find your way to an answer when you have none. Taking what you know and discovering what you didn’t know you knew...To puzzle and stumble, to know what it feels like when you do understand, that vibration of excitement and pleasure, and the addictive need to feel it over and over (p. 25).

Somethings that have help me along the way:

Find a study buddy
The only reason I made it through Abstract Algebra is because I had a classmate who explained almost everything to me. At first I felt bad because I took up so much of her time until I realized that it was part of her studying process. She knew that explaining to someone else gave her a deeper understanding.
Similarly, you might find a benefit of trying to explain it to someone else. There have been many times as a teacher I started to answer a student's question where I didn't feel completely confident. The more I explained the more I realized "Hey, this actually makes sense!" Sometimes questions from others can lead you to an understanding.

Learn when to walk away from a problem
Many people don't realize that even if you haven't solved a problem your brain keeps working on it (whether you are conscience of it or not). A familiar example: you remember someone's name and just can't. Three weeks later you are in the shower and out of no where it pops into your head. You're brain was working on it the entire time. Sometimes you need to just walk away from a problem, give the conscience part of your mind a break and do something else.
I've been part of group projects where a single problem takes weeks to solve. Sometimes your brain gets so fried you become completely unproductive. We'd stop a couple times a day to go outside and play Frisbee. From experience we all knew that taking a 45 minute break actually saves you time in the long run. A frustrated brain only takes long to solve the problem. Similarly, if I started feeling fatigue from studying I would run up and down the stairs of the library until all I could think about was how tired I was.

Know you are in good company
A little girl wrote a letter to Einstein complaining about her difficulties with arithmetic. His response:
"Do not worry about your problems with mathematics, I assure you mine are far greater."
Roger, don't worry that you find math hard because even Einstein did.

Dream Home: Art Deco - Office

I couldn't really find any Art Deco office furniture I liked so I repurposed a dining table as a desk and a buffet and a curio as bookcases. [nerd alert] I'm overjoyed that my laptop and external hard drives will fit right in.[/nerd alert]

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10,000 Awesomeness Bonus Points: Can you spot the piece I used before? I change the shape of it slightly.

Fantasy on Ice

It is starting be that time of year when I get antsy for the new hockey season to begin. Today I set up my fantasy hockey teams and I starting to get even more anxious:

The Burninators	Organized Anarchy

Same as last year, I have two teams. Organized Anarchy is in a competitive league and I picked my players in a live draft. The Burninators are in a casual league where players are auto-drafted based on my preferences.
James, you'll be happy to know that Brooks Laich is on both of my teams.

One month and five days until the new season...

Older than the Ganges

Intradermal injections are a tricky thing; in the past I've had RNs who have refused to give them due to the degree of difficulty. You could imagine my concern when I saw the walk-in doctor looked like the walking dead.

As I waited for my name to be called, I wondered if it would be rude to ask for another doctor. I grew more worried as he called for each patient with a small, weak voice (not even leaving his desk to do so). He finally called my name. I took a deep breath, walked into his office and prepared for the worst.

He seemed to come to life as he greeted me at the door. He even clapped with joy upon discovering that I was done my build-up shots. He tried to stay very organized as to not confuse the bottles. Very sloooooooowly he set the bottles, needles and papers in place. I tried not to giggle as he farted loudly with every shuffle.

Just before the first needle, the phone rang. "Always ringing!" he shouted. He picked up, exclaimed "I have no time for that! I'm busy shooting!" and I tried not to giggle.

Fiiiiinaly after the first needle, he pointed, clapped and shouted "There look, perfect!"

As I was leaving, he noticed my name on his papers. He told me his cousin has the same last name and asked if my family was from England. I explained they were actually from the Ukraine but the spelling of our name was changed when my great-grandparents moved to the US. "If anyone asks, you have relations in South Asia. Goodbye, cousin!"

Most adorable doctor, ever!

Dream Home: Art Deco - Guest Room

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Full disclosure:

• The fairy poster is Art Nouveau
• I changed the colouring in several of the pieces so they match better

but it is my dream home so I can do what I want.

Dream Home: Art Deco - Dining Room

Hmmm, I'm not entirely happy with this one. I don't know if I'm just annoyed by how difficult it was to colour correct the silver objects* but I might have to redo it.

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*Silver objects reflect their surroundings so the lamp was purple, the candle sticks were brown and the tea set was yellow. I did the best I could.

Dream Home: Art Deco - Living Room

This is actually the 3rd inspiration board I made for my dream home in Art Deco. My second inspiration board was made using my favourite pieces so it would seem anti-climatic to show anything after it. Saving the best for last...

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Dream Home: Art Deco - Front Entrance

I've been in a creative funk as of late. I've taken a cue from Dooce's inspiration boards and decided to create some of my own. For several years I've been collecting pictures of art deco furniture as inspiration for decorating my future home. BBC Home describes the style of Art Deco as

• Geometric and angular shapes


• Chrome, glass, shiny fabrics, mirrors and mirror tiles


• Stylised images of aeroplanes, cars, cruise liners, skyscrapers


• Nature motifs - shells, sunrises, flowers


• Theatrical contrasts - highly polished wood and glossy black lacquer mixed with satin and furs

Here is my first attempt at an inspiration board:

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I'd appreciate your feed back and let me know if you've created your own inspiration board.

Cleverness Found

Eights years ago, I lead a professional development workshop at another high school. I took less time than expected to prepare so I started thumbing through magazines left on the teacher's desk. I found on a scrap piece of paper stuck stuck between the pages. It read:

Politics is the second oldest profession. I have come to realize that it bears a close resemblance to the first.

Take a lesson from the weather: it pays no attention to criticism

Health nuts will feel stupid someday, lying in hospitals, dying of nothing.

Whenever I feel blue, I start breathing again. :)

#1 Thing I Have Learned: Never take life seriously, nobody comes out alive anyways!

The nice thing about Facebook

is I can hide all the posts of the idiots that I'm too polite to unfriend. Seriously, once upon a time if you found someone annoying you could avoid them. With social networking it seems like you can never get rid of anyone.

30 Days of Living Strong

Over 6 weeks ago, I began a post about my frustrations with food allergies and meal planning. I was tired and frustrated. Before I finished it, my sister suggested that I need to keep track of what I eat and then decide what to do.

A month ago, I set out to find a computer program that could help keep track when I came across Live Strong's Daily Plate. Not only can it let me keep track of what I eat but also my daily fitness (as required by my physiotherapist and chiropractor). I enter in foods I eat and the activities I complete everyday. I can then view my "Food Diary" and see all my entries for the month. Here is the entry from today:


A by-product of tracking my foods, I've been learning a lot about portion sizes, calories and daily recommended intake. For one thing, I don't consider myself to be a big meat eater but I still consume more protein than needed


I'm not content with simply filling my stomach. I want to give my body what it needs to function properly. I'm considering getting a paid account so I can track nutrients as well as calories, fat, cholesterol, sodium, carbs, sugars, fiber and protein.

In short, YAY me for keeping with it for a month!

My food goals for myself

• reduce my intake of refined sugars


• eat more fruit and vegetables


• eat more food made from scratch


• return to a more carefully planned rotation diet

My fitness goals for myself

• reduce my resting heart rate


• strengthen the muscles of my left hip


• strengthen the muscles of my left shoulder girdle


• be "at level" in my Pilates classes (Reason: see previous 2 points)


• reduce the need for chiropractic and massage therapy appointments

Let's hope that I can keep with it and meet my goals.

How many points are fractional Scrabble tiles?

For WEEKS, I've been having problems with the Facebook Scrabble app:


The bottom part of the board is from a game my mom and I are playing. On top of that, when I put Scrabble tiles on the board they disappear.

Beware the Lion in Waiting

I've been trying to install OS X Lion since yesterday. Today, after many hours, I was at least able to purchase it. It has been sitting, waiting for over 3 hours now to start to download.

When Beautiful People Look Bad With Mustaches: Part 2

Happened to be looking up some info on the cast from The Killing. I came across a picture of Joel Kinnaman


This is what he looks like on the show


I realize that he plays a recovering drug addict but can't that be accomplished without weaselly facial hair?

Part 1: When Beautiful People Look Bad With Mustaches

Happy Father's Day!

Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Janice who was the first child,



first grandchild,




and first great-grandchild*.


She was so blessed to have such wonderful men in her life.

Happy Father's Day!

*At least on one side of the family

One of THOSE People

I realise I haven't written in a month but to be fair I've been sick. Yes, I've been sick for the last month. I can't believe that I've become one of THOSE people who seems to be sick all the time. It started with dizziness then about 5 days later my ears started to ache. Convinced it was an ear infection, I went to the doctor that informed me that it was only viral that it could last 2-4 weeks.

After 3.5 weeks of not doing much but watching TV and improving my Tetris skills, I started feeling much better. This was following by 3 consecutive nights of not being to sleep very well which was followed by 2 very busy days and then I ended up being sicker than before. Bleh. I returned to the doctor in which I was informed, it is still only viral and all I can do is rest. Double Bleh.

Don't get me wrong, I love watching TV and I really am a home-body by nature but I'm sick of being stuck in this house. Yesterday I was feeling that best I have in a very long time. I was feeling awfully restless so I decided to go on the treadmill. I don't know what I did to my neck but by afternoon I could barely hold it up. On top of that I've had tension headaches the last two days*.

As far as the immune system goes, it really isn't a surprise how sick I've been considering the amount of black mold I've been exposed to over the last 3 years. I had black mold in my classroom in Calgary after a flood. After I quit that job and as I prepared to move back to Regina to return to university, I discovered black mold under my bathroom sink. Upon returning to Regina, I experienced increasingly worse migraines, fatigue and various other ailments. My doctor and allergist were just convinced that my immune system just need some time to recover until I ended up in the hospital twice.

Blog posts that I've started in the last month but intend to finish someday:
- Crush of the Week: Whedonverse Edition
- Memorable moments of each year of my life

Sorry this wasn't terribly witty or well written. If I want to get back to writing, I figure I just need to start even if it is awkward.

*I have no idea why because the most stressful part of my day is trying to get past level 9 of Tetris. It really is my own fault since I'm not an ambi-turner.

The people in your neighbourhood

For the third night in a row, there were some strange noises outside keeping me awake at night. Finally figured out that the neighbour has been doing construction work in the middle of the night. I've been hearing hammering and the table saw all night. Blah. I wish I was brave enough to go over and tell them to stop.

I realise I finished 3 sentences in a row with the word night but I'm too tired to care about variety in my writing.

Spam or just a creepy person?

Comment left on my blog:

Hello Dearest,
My name is Judith, I found your contact today and I would like to start a good relationship with you, if you are interested please contact me through my e-mail for easy communication and from there I will scan my photo and send to you. thanks from Judy.
God bless you.

Who wants to be a princess?

Have Royal Wedding fever? Always wanted to be a princess? Try the princess maker.



Princess Janice

One Ticket

It has never been easy for me to make friends. The "get-to-know-you" stage has always been the most difficult because I'm complete rubbish at small talk and even worse at flirting. I've had many close friends move away and others starting families. Instead of complaining about how I don't get to see old friends as often, I became resolved last October to overcome my nature and meet new people. Easier said than done...

I've met a lot of interesting people in the last several months that I would love to get to know better. My greatest difficult now is asking "Hey, want to hang out?" I'm always looking for the perfect opportunity that never comes. Case in point: I have an extra ticket to a Salsa night this evening. I originally bought two because I figure that it force me to ask someone to go with me. I did ask someone but there was a miscommunication as to when it was so now I have an extra ticket again.

There will be other people there I can hang out with tonight and I know I will still have fun but that really isn't my point. I feel like the ticket is a symbol of my current inability to "put myself out there". Did I have time to ask someone else? Yes. Did I have people I wanted to ask? Yes. I'm not sure if anyone of them would have been able or interested in attending but I certainly didn't ask to find out.

Even though I'm not talking about romantic relationships specifically, my situation reminds me of the Herman's Hermits song "No Milk Today":

No milk today, my love has gone away
The bottle stands forlorn, a symbol of the dawn
No milk today, it seems a common sight
But people passing by don't know the reason why

How could they know just what this message means
The end of my hopes, the end of all my dreams
How could they know a palace there had been
Behind the door where my love reigned as queen

It isn't a symbol to anyone but me. It probably doesn't bother anyone but me.



PS This is my new dress that I will be wearing this evening

A Blogger's Dilemma

I'm having an online identity crisis. Things have changed so much in the 3 years since I have been out of teaching. I've been thinking about this for awhile but I am really feeling like a need a non-anonymous online presence. The braveness started with posting links to my blog on twitter then on Facebook. It was hard to admit to people I've known my whole life that I had a blog for years. I've done a pretty good job of keeping my professional and private life separate online.

If I started new blog but how often will I post to the old one? What would I post on the new blog? Do I take some old posts and put it on the new blog?

Should I just scrap my current blog? I like a place to share/vent my silliness and certainly think it would be unprofessional. About a year after I started my blog, I had hundreds of visitors a day but now on a good day I don't even have a tenth of that. Maybe it should just be contained to Facebook?
Even though I'm Facebook friends with most of my readers, you just don't have the same control. On the other hand some of my best writing on this blog was about the hockey playoffs last year. This writing is not related to education but certainly not unprofessional.


Would you (all three of my readers) be worried about being connected to me using my real name? So many bloggers I know have worked so hard to stay anonymous. What happens when one is anonymous no more? My dad and sister are anonymous bloggers but would be no more if I did not handle things carefully.

SO MUCH TO THINK ABOUT.

There's No Rest for You Here (a haiku)

Saw dust in the air
Jackhammers beneath my feet
When will they be done?

Sweet, Delicious Nitrates (a haiku)

"Have bacon for lunch"
Beyond doubt, I have no choice
Scrabble foretold it


Current Scrabble game between myself and May-B.

Glad she never became a teacher

While I was on a former student's Facebook profile, I noticed she had updated her education:

For those keeping track at home, this would be 3*

I woke up with such a fright, I couldn't get back to sleep for hours.

In my dream, my dad and I drive a school bus to a hospital to pick up twin boys who are friends of the family. Dad kept the bus running and I went inside to retrieve them. My sister met me inside but we couldn't find the boys anywhere. We looked down the atrium to the main floor and we could see Data from Star Trek fighting off zombies with a phaser. We jumped down three flights to help with only a barbed wire fence to break our fall. I'm not sure what Mary was using but I was fighting off the zombies with my mom's letter opener.

This morning after church I told the twins and their brother about my dream. They were super jealous that I have such awesome dreams.


*This is my third zombie related dream. Others include Zombie Grandma and Zombie Apocalypse. Technically my dream about the Count from Sesame Street attacking was a continuation of a dream about the Zombie Apocalypse but since there were no zombies in the dream I don't count that one.

Comfortable (or how I spent $50 on a pillow)

My RMT went to New Zealand for a couple months to train for the Ironman Triathlon. In his absence, I've been seeing May-B's RMT who works in the same office. Her diagnosis: "You have a great core but the rest of your body is a mess." Tell me something I don't know.* She recommended a new pillow since the one I've been using are a couple years old.

I have a hard time finding pillows that I like. Since I sometimes sleep on my side but mostly sleep on my back it is hard to find a pillow that will be comfortable for both situations. In the store I tried out all the pillows but the only one that seemed comfortable was $49.99. This might not be a big deal to you but I have never spent that much on a pillow before. I've been having so many neck problems lately it certainly didn't seem like the time to skimp.

So far so good. Most of the time my neck feels worse in the morning but now it either feels about the same or better.

Wow, that was a really boring post. I'll try to make it more awesome:








*A couple months ago my chiropractor gave me "as we age..." speech. Ouch.

My First Crush

I didn't even know his name. He was so cool the way he wore that yellow pail handle around his neck. We played in the sand that one afternoon but then never again. Years later when I was grade 1, I bemoaned to my friends what could have been. I certainly never went through a boy hating phase.

I've always loved winter

One of my favourite winter memories was the time my dad made a tiny ice rink in our backyard. By tiny, I mean it was probably less than a metre in diameter but despite the size I had so much fun skating on it.

We are the (bridesmaids) stereotypes

The new movie poster for Bridesmaids makes me feel so clichéd.




Been there, done that


Photo taken July 16, 2005

What Rough Beast

I realize the poem is about post-war Europe but I think it is very applicable in a post-9/11 world:

The Second Coming
W.B Yeats

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in the sands of the desert.

A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

Student Logic

Yesterday I had to deal with two students who handed in the exact same lab report. The department has a very clear policy on the matter which they are informed about during the first lab.

The first argument was "I didn't know I couldn't copy off of him".

The second argument was "I did all the work so I should get full marks".

The third argument was "We live together and copying saved me a lot of time".

The argument degraded to "C'mon, you should give us a break".

I'm not sure how anyone of those arguments is supposed to help them. They fully admitted what happen but tried to justify it.

Dear Adobe Acrobat Pro,

You didn't do a very good job recognizing text. Smarten up!



Love,
Jsnny

I might have forgiven Jerry O'Connell

As a teenager I had a huge crush on Jerry O'Connell. First he was on My SEcret Identity then later on Sliders. I swear, every time something important happened on TV on Sliders, his character was in the shower so he's have to come running out in a towel.

The first time Jerry O'Connell was on Conan, I was disappointed to discover that he was uninteresting and a bit of a moron. [My sister can verify as she remembers watching it too]. I think he might have redeemed himself after the Golden Globes:


I love photobombing! I also found this awesome one of Michael Douglas.

Didn't know the old man had it in him.

My favourite photobombing of all time belongs to my mom's dog Prince:

Dear Firefox,

Don't be stupid, Scrabble is obviously not done loading.



Love Janny

Sundays as a child

Tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches always remind me of Sunday evenings as a child. After church Sunday dinner was always the big meal of the week so my family would always have something simple for supper.

Like many of you, I spend Sunday evenings as a child watching The Wonderful World of Disney. If you were to ask me what was the first thing that popped into my mind when thinking of Sundays as a child, I would think of watching Wayne and Shuster. I take for granted sometimes that many people don't understand political humour because I was exposed to it from a very young age. I still get this song stuck in my head sometimes:


Several years ago, I had the idea for a funk musical about the political history of Canada called Parliament. Get it? Parliament? No? Well, never mind then.

I couldn't find a video of just the outro:

You can't always get what you want

Several years ago, I took part in an Internet meme where you put "[your name] needs" into Google and post the results. I was so amused by the first results, I thought I'd try it again.


Janice needs to get her head out her arse!

Janice needs a kidney.

Janice needs numbers.

I think Janice needs to shut up!

Robert feels he knows exactly what Janice needs—a new piece of equipment.

Janice needs to work on her posture, wow.

Janice needs to grow up.

Janice needs to crawl in a hole and die.

While Christopher may keep pushing her away, Janice needs to let him know she cares about him.

Janice needs to be licked.

Janice needs Bricks in order to complete a Boosted General Store

Janice needs more substance though

My New Years Resolution

I'm not really one to make New Years resolutions. If there is something in your life you think you need to change, you should do it when it comes to mind instead of waiting.

My only New Years resolution is to find/make this t-shirt because it is so fitting:

My Year Through Tweets

Inspired by Bronwyn, I decided to reflect on my past year through my tweets. The ones I found most amusing were conversations between myself and Lyn (further proof that we are the fun ones).


Jan 10
@LynmaraH Did I ever tell you about the remake I read called "Big Guy, Little Women"? I swear it isn't porn.

Jan 18
Finding the temperature of a light bulb is less fun than it sounds.

Jan 19
I find myself doing more dancing to Duran Duran this evening than homework.

Jan 24
@LynmaraH I don't care if you think I'm awful as long as you bring me cupcakes.

Jan 26
Overheard at the university: "The absence of pants ruins 90% of presentations."

Jan 31
Started hiccuping uncontrollably ever since I left @Bronwyn_MayB and @LynmaraH. Coincidence? I think yes.

Feb 12
Christopher said the flowers in bloom makes him want to puke. Mary said that was an inappropriate response to flowers.

Feb 23
Forgot the delight of Sebastian Bach singing "Holla Back Girl" #gilmoregirls

Feb 23
Note to self: y and t are different letters no matter the circumstance.

Feb 25
I made a careless mistake but at least I'm still adorable.

March 9
@LynmaraH Bacon will only make you feel better. Trust me, I'm a scientist.

March 12
Dear CBC Radio movie reviewer, Playing an audio clip does not prove that the director should not have used a steady cam. Love Janny

March 19
Most unfortunate abbrev at a physics seminar: rotator ass'y ** Most unfortunate collaborator of a physics seminar: P Wang

March 21
I think my brain broke. At the very least I sprained it.

March 23
Science is hard and makes me sleepy.

March 29
If you "procrastinate effectively", you're not doing it right

March 30
Dear juicer infomercial, KFed's 1st baby mama is not an impressive celebrity endorsement. Pls don't judge me that I knew who she is. - Janny

April 20
@LynmaraH Nitrates are my favourite.

April 30
I wish there was a way to get all my errands done while in the pajamas, watching TV from home.

May 19
Dear Neck, Don't be a hater: I need you to hold up my head and look over to the side. Love, Janny

July 16
Day 4 of no anti-histamines: I'm ready to die dead

Aug 9
@Bronwyn_MayB No such thing as too much hype for pickles and cheese

Aug 26
Yikes! Burly man in short shorts.

Sept 1
Just saw two wiener dogs leaping through a field of tall grass. Adorable.

Sept 10
Haven't eaten lunch yet and outside smells like donuts. #ohcruelfate

Sept 17
I'm so tired I'm starting to forget which letters make which sounds.

Sept 30
The blond Linda Evangelista is really the Kenneth Parcell.

Oct 7
Now realizing that yoga pants in front of the bus station at 10PM was a bad idea.

Oct 20
Apparently my true life goal is to be diabetic by Halloween

Nov 17
I'm thankful when my headphones blocks out the crazy.

Dec 8
((°J°))