10.30.2009
Macallan Party Town (#2)
Okay, here's the rest of the photos from the Macallan scotch tasting!
Hey, look, it's a friend from shark vs. bear
There was only one draw for the night and it was for a bottle of the Macallan 10, and Poppy won it!
And then while he wasn't looking, he wasn't looking for a long period of time, we opened it and drank some of it!
And he was mad! Which is kind of fair... luckily since I brought him to the event and enabled him to win the prize plus get a nice gift bag I didn't feel too badly about it.
Then JL made some more "origami"
and I hammed it up!
Amazing!
Especially because I look so awkwardly small it's almost like I'm being held up in front of the background as well..
Poppy still wasn't paying attention to us.
so I took a picture of his butt!
He's such an eligible bachelor, ladies!!
Another bit of amazing:
and now for my FAVOURITE picture:::
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I can't not-laugh when I see that. Impossible.
I REALLY REALLY REALLY want to wear my costume tonight but I'm not sure if I'll end up someplace where other people will also be wearing costumes... hmmmm.
in
babes,
bffs,
drinking,
hallowe'en,
macallan,
party-all-the-time,
photos,
product
10.29.2009
macallan party town
uh oh I have about a billion pictures from the Macallan scotch tasting last night!
I think I was pretty much the only one being an obnoxious self-obsessed blogger. By which I mean, I was the only one taking a million pictures of myself and the babes I brought with me.
Speaking of which, there were so many men there! The room was virtually all men!
Though most of the Matchstick people were lovely ladies. Or most of them that I interacted with at least.
I should've brought more ladies with me, but I was stuck with JL
(inspecting the colour - no caramel added!)
and Poppy
Sigh.
It was nice for me to get back to my Scottish roots, ya know?
twittering:
I had fun tasting all the scotches. We had a bunch of different ages all very different. My favourite was the 10. Is that bad?
No, probably not.
It was nice because the Macallan guy was very lovely and relaxed about it and said we could enjoy our scotch however we'd like!
I like that attitude. I should be able to put water or ice or rocks (??) in my scotch if I want to!
(I want more tights like this for Christmas, in case you're wondering...)
I took a picture of this chocolate:
because I was so excited to eat it!
But then...
JL ate it while I wasn't looking!
And I laughed and laughed. And complained. And then the Macallan presenter got me a bunch more chocolate and JL ate most of that as well.. Classic.
He made this heart, possibly to show just how sorry he was. I was not impressed.
nope, yep, I was. My mistake.
Poppy made me a bottle of scotch. He said it was a "cock-and-balls" but a few quick tweaks and it was much classier. I'm like an origami guru.
I didn't get a good picture of the ice-ball making machine, but rest assured - it was a hit.
By which I mean: What the hell??? Who even invents something like that???
Okay I'm saving a few for later. Lucky you!
this isn't what I set out to write
It's early for me but late for most of grown-ups.
I keep wondering when adulthood will set in. When I become responsible? Maybe.
I've been super moody for approximately five days. Okay, maybe more. Okay, most of the time.
A bit of a heaviness in my chest.
I don't think that drinking all the time makes things better, but it's hard to resist.
Besides being kind of a terror on my cords and furniture, Theresa is also frustrating because she refuses to be cuddled. She'll sit beside me briefly for concentrated attention but will not be picked up or hugged or kissed or manhandled in any way. But that is what I want to do!
I miss Saskatoon. I miss previous ideals and I feel like I'm missing a specific sense of hope. I think I'm just in a temper. I think it's just the seasons.
I'm not sure I'll be able to come home for the holidays until around the 21st of December and that's annoying. Hopefully I'll be able to stay a bit into January? To stay up late bothering my mum and to accost several cats (and by cats I mean both felines and cool peers).
I've been thinking a lot about morals recently. Lines that we draw, our sense of right and wrong, the way that societal norms make certain things okay, the way that friends' acceptance make certain things okay.
I want to live in a small bubble of a city where everyone has the same values and principles and moral standards as I do and everyone is left-wing and no one drives high or eats animals they haven't killed themselves and we plant rooftop gardens and outlaw plastic and play with babies and don't have secrets.
Because secrets make bad behaviours so easily repeatable.
If no one knows, then what you did isn't bad.
I keep wondering when adulthood will set in. When I become responsible? Maybe.
I've been super moody for approximately five days. Okay, maybe more. Okay, most of the time.
A bit of a heaviness in my chest.
I don't think that drinking all the time makes things better, but it's hard to resist.
Besides being kind of a terror on my cords and furniture, Theresa is also frustrating because she refuses to be cuddled. She'll sit beside me briefly for concentrated attention but will not be picked up or hugged or kissed or manhandled in any way. But that is what I want to do!
I miss Saskatoon. I miss previous ideals and I feel like I'm missing a specific sense of hope. I think I'm just in a temper. I think it's just the seasons.
I'm not sure I'll be able to come home for the holidays until around the 21st of December and that's annoying. Hopefully I'll be able to stay a bit into January? To stay up late bothering my mum and to accost several cats (and by cats I mean both felines and cool peers).
I've been thinking a lot about morals recently. Lines that we draw, our sense of right and wrong, the way that societal norms make certain things okay, the way that friends' acceptance make certain things okay.
I want to live in a small bubble of a city where everyone has the same values and principles and moral standards as I do and everyone is left-wing and no one drives high or eats animals they haven't killed themselves and we plant rooftop gardens and outlaw plastic and play with babies and don't have secrets.
Because secrets make bad behaviours so easily repeatable.
If no one knows, then what you did isn't bad.
10.27.2009
love me like I love you just don't love me less
Okay so I know that House, fine - Hugh Laurie, was a comedic actor before he was House but I still kind of surprised when I found this clip of him from Blackadder:
Awesome.
I'd be interested in seeing more of his older stuff. He might be a bit of a genius.
Hey, look, I made some Christmas crafts
I kind of love origami, I find it soothing.
Did some more rearranging and decorating in the bathroom
How happy is my landlord going to be about all the tiny pin marks in the walls?
Um, pretty happy?
I'm still not into the sunglasses display. I don't know what to do with them. I love collecting them, I just don't know how to store them...
Working Metallica tonight. Coffee with Miss Lindeman first.
I realized that I really don't have that many shifts at all in the coming months. ughgh.
Find me a second job??
Also, I have to decide if I'm going to take the second level of sketch writing. I'm leaning towards no on account of I don't have any money and I don't know how into it I am. Not that it hasn't been helpful...
I don't know.
Awesome.
I'd be interested in seeing more of his older stuff. He might be a bit of a genius.
Hey, look, I made some Christmas crafts
I kind of love origami, I find it soothing.
Did some more rearranging and decorating in the bathroom
How happy is my landlord going to be about all the tiny pin marks in the walls?
Um, pretty happy?
I'm still not into the sunglasses display. I don't know what to do with them. I love collecting them, I just don't know how to store them...
Working Metallica tonight. Coffee with Miss Lindeman first.
I realized that I really don't have that many shifts at all in the coming months. ughgh.
Find me a second job??
Also, I have to decide if I'm going to take the second level of sketch writing. I'm leaning towards no on account of I don't have any money and I don't know how into it I am. Not that it hasn't been helpful...
I don't know.
10.25.2009
easily impressed
I'm so impressed with myself right now. I'm so easily impressed, I always think I do a good job. That's why I get away with doing so little.
My mum got me these antique knob things in my stocking last year and they've just been lying around here since then and every once in awhile I pick them up and think "man, I should do something with these, they're beautiful..."
So I finally put them up!
I first meant from them to be necklace holders but then I liked them so much just plain like that with the leaves hanging from them.
Luckily I also had this antique light-switch cover that's been lying around for even longer. It's got four holes for switches and I only have single light switches.
Turns out it makes an awesome necklace holder, though.
So, so pleased.
I cleaned up a bunch today, actually. And reorganized some stuff and decorated a bit more even. Don't get me wrong, I'm still living in squalor, just less so.
I'm not feeling well so I decided it was fine if I made cupcakes and ate three of them. Wheat!
So far I'm not feeling any worse, really. Well, pretty spacey but there's nothing that I need to do so it's okay.
I watched four episodes of Curb Your Enthusiasm and made Christmas origami (hey, it's step in the right direction if I'm at least doing stuff while I watch internet TV.. right?).
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