Bellini-induced Brain Freeze

Woohoo! 30K visitors! It pales in comparison to some people's visitors but it's good enough for lil ol' me. I went and got my eyebrows shaped yesterday. I opted for threading 'cuz it's something I've always wanted to try. You know what? I like it. My skin wasn't as red and irritated afterwards as it usually is with waxing, dare I say it was (slightly) less painful, they're able to shape the brow a lot better with the threading method, and it doesn't take any longer than waxing. I'd say I'm a new convert to threading...but getting them waxed is just more convenient location-wise so we'll see if I'm fully reformed. Speaking of altering one's self, a good friend informed me that he wants to get a vasectomy. Holy crap, I didn't know guys my age thought about these things. Completely different ends of the spectrum...I'm baby-crazed and he's baby-avoidant (is that a word? Doesn't look right.) Don't thin

I spoke too soon As I was headed to work today I got a text message from Weird Kid inviting me out to Project X with him and his coworkers. So I had to confess to my cowardice and turned down his invitation. Besides, I had yoga tonight. Not sure if all of Project X's plans for this year came together 'cuz Weird Kid hasn't told me all about it yet. He didn't say anything about the coffins with the screens inside. But he did mention they had a full 3D maze, not just one corridor like last year. It tripped him out, apparently. There was one part, a rotating tunnel, that felt like it was closing in on him...shrinking...so he hunched over and walked across with his hands shielding his head. That part doesn't sound too terrifying. And there were 2 chainsaw guys this year. I don't like the chainsaw guys. I wish Halloween didn't have to have the horror and the gore. I'm fine with just a celebration of one's creativity and imagination through co

I'm such a baby Yes, I get scared easily. The Child's Play movies freaked me out. The Exorcist seemed like a joke when I was a kid, but now I'm too scared to watch it again lest it scare me senseless. And remember Project X ? Yeah, I was a big baby during that, too. I'm glad I didn't check out Project X this year. So is it any surprise that when Civic directed me to this I ended up shielding my eyes with my hand in horror? Didn't think so. My coworkers love my new Alicia Keys-style jacket. I love attention. Lil ol attention-whore me.

Gobble gobble For some reason there are a lot of you gentlemen messaging me on ICQ and Friendster hailing from Turkey. Turkey and Egypt. Why are you all from there? There's a reason why I haven't added you to my contact list. There's a reason why I won't say "Hi." I have a sneaking suspicion that all of you are suffering from yellow fever. Please go away. Or maybe you're all internet robots. In either case, leave me alone. I think I'd be a very popular girl in the middle east. Tasty Iraqis and Turkish men looking for "friends" and Egyptians, too. Craziness.

I love Sundays It's great sitting down to watch a great game of basketball with your family and friends. Today our Phenom's were the very first game of the day and they went up against Juice (yeah, the Flamingo's team.) And you know what? We won! 60 to 49. Woohoo! The Flamingo wasn't there, though. He had told me he was going to Tofino to learn how to surf before he heads out to Cabo San Lucas. So he's either in Tofino this week or he was already there last week and now he's actually in Mexico. *sigh* Lucky boy. I bought yet another jacket. This one's very Alicia Keys a la "If I Ain't Got You" video. I love it. 6 more days till the Halloween Howler. Our starting point is all sold out now, so that guarantees fun wild bus rides. :) There are only a couple of people I couldn't get in touch with over the weekend so hopefully they got their tickets (if they were actually intending on joining us...I don't appreciate lip servi

Ask me anything I'm going quiz-happy again. I went back to that website that Mijo directed me to for that politics test and took another test there. According to them when it comes to love and relationships I am... Colorful, but unpicked. You are The Wild Rose. Prone to bouts of cynicism, sarcasm, and thorns, you excite a certain kind of man. Hoping to gather you up, he flirts and winks and asks you out, ultimately professing his love. Then you make him bleed. Why? Because you're the rare, independent, self-sufficient kind of woman who does want love, but not from a weakling. You don't seem to take yourself too seriously, and that's refreshing. You aren't uptight; you don't over-plan. Romance-wise, sex isn't a top priority--a true relationship would be preferable. For your age, you haven't had a lot of bonafide love experience, though, and this kind of gets to core of the issue. You're very selective. The problem is them,

Iggy Pop Yeah, I'm sure that pun hasn't been used a thousand times by now. *rolls her eyes at her own cheesiness* If you haven't heard yet, my baby daddy Mr. Jarome Iginla is now a proud papa. Him and his wife have a new baby girl, Jade Grace Iginla. 6 pounds one ounce. Congratulations, Iggy!

What can I say? So Mijo directed me to this website where I could find take a quiz and see where I fit in "politically" in this world. Lo and behold, it pegged me as a social conservative (38% permissive) and an economic liberal (25% permissive). In a nutshell, it called me a totalitarian. Crazy, huh? Then I clicked on the "famous people" chart to see who I "vibed" with and I was right on the belly of the Pope. Ironic, really, considering that I've always thought Donald Trump was cool (especially after The Apprentice took off). The quiz went on to tell me I "exhibit a very well-developed sense of Right and Wrong and believe in economic fairness." Again, that came as a surprise to me 'cuz I thought I was very "laissez-faire" economically-speaking. But now that I think of it, I do appreciate it when everyone (in society) is on more equal footing. I guess it's the Canadian in me, I feel that everyone should be tak

The happy place Yoga tonight was pretty good. I admit I'm getting more and more into it, though I doubt I'll ever be so into it that I'll start spewing hippie thoughts about energy and flow and auras and junk. Yoga would have been even better for me if I had been able to enjoy deep breaths of air but I couldn't. You see, the lady next to me had already gone to her happy place through the use of liquid "spirits." How could I relax and breathe deeply if every intake of air I got reeked of alcohol? Not pleasant. But not to worry, I got a little piece of happiness when I got home and my brother had left me a little present on my desk: a poster of Carlos Arroyo. Yummmm.

Snuggly-buggly Yeah it's only started getting cold out there, but any occasion to slip into some comfy cuddly pajamas is all right by me. Tonight I'm wearing the Ally McBeal set that Daisy and Bizkette gave me for my 22nd birthday. And it glows in the dark, too! I miss Ally McBeal. I almost wish they'd have endless reruns of Ally the way they do with Sex and the City. But then, see, I'd be torn between two loves. I still can't decide which SATC girl I relate with most. I'd like to believe that I'm more of a Samantha trapped in a Charlotte-style reputation and persona.

Useless trivia Yoinked from Mijo's MySpace bulletin posts: -----------------DESCRIBE------------------ [x] The shoes you wore today: my American Eagle black leather "I-can-kick-your-ass-with-these" boots [x] Your eyes: dark brown practically black [x] Your fears: snakes, heights, gore, suffocating -----------------WHAT IS------------------ [x] Your most overused phrase on Myspace: "lilmija.blogspot.com" [x] Your thoughts first waking up: "Hit that 'snooze' button just one...more...time" [x] The first feature you notice in the opposite sex: hair, surprisingly [x] Your best physical feature: my smile [x] Your bedtime: 2 am [x] Your most missed memory: New Year's Eve in the Philippines with alllllllll the family there -----------------YOU PREFER------------------ [x] Pepsi or Coke: Diet Coke [x] McDonald's or Burger King: McDonald's. Kid's Macs are the best. [x] Single or group dates: Single at first but group out

Another tick in the "win" column So the Phenoms won against East-West today. Hooray! Back on track! Next week we go up against Juice, which is the Flamingo's team. Eeeeek. And if you've come here looking for information on the "Calgary Pilipino Basketball Association" I've put the entire game schedule on the calendar under the martini girl to your left. So if you're ever wondering when the Phenoms play, or Sovereign, or anyone else, click on my calendar link. Thanks to the wonderful people at Old Navy I think my Betty Rubble costume is pretty much complete. You wouldn't believe the prices on their clearance items over there since you save an additional 50% off the last price. Like a crazy zebra print trench coat that was originally 62.00 which I nabbed for 9.99 Cheetah print ballerina flats for 4.98 with a matching purse at 2.49...and for the main outfit a baby blue terry tube dress for 2.49. So basically I got everything for 20.00..

More I was reading a discussion over at one of the online clubbing communities I belong to...it was about men and women and platonic friendships. I personally don't think they exist 'cuz I'm of the school that believes that at some point or another one party is going to have a crush on the other. Platonic friendships is all about maturity. Can you deal with your lust/emotions enough to look past it and keep your friendship strong? Or on the flipside, can you deal with their lust/emotions enough to not let it create weirdness between the two of you and keep your friendship strong? Not to say that there wouldn't be any weirdness for a while, but at least you wouldn't let it destroy what the two of you have together. An update on the saga between me and my two friends who are dating: life goes on. I don't feel like explaining my actions to her and while I wouldn't mind setting myself straight with him I won't simply 'cuz he's with her. A

Tickle-me-L-mo I was admiring my naked self in the mirror again the other morning when the beauteousness of it all suddenly became comic fodder. For about a half a minute I thought my boobs liked like the ping-pong ball style eyes of a Muppet while my belly button was the itty-bitty mouth. Luckily for me, Muppets don't necessarily need noses. My body would be seriously messed-up if I had a Muppet nose somewhere on my front. *shudders*

Be what you want to be I think Halloween has only gotten more and more enjoyable as I've aged. Trick-or-treating was all fine and good, but now that we're older and are expected to be more serious, more mature...that one time a year where we can transform into whatever we would like to be and actually use a bit of imagination and creativity...I treasure that. I was going to be a boxer this year. It's always been a costume idea of mine, particularly after Laila Ali became one of my heroes. I'd love to take up boxing but I'm a bit of a hypocrite in that I think punching would be fun, but I don't want to get hit myself. I've got a blonde wig...I could be Paris Hilton. Get a stuffed chihuahua and tote it around in a fake Louis Vuitton bag. But that's too much work and apparently there are a few wannabe-Parises out there so there went that idea. Janet Jackson from Rhythm Nation? That'd be cool. Not feeling it too much for this year, though. I&

From my "Intimacy Essentials" report ...on Astrology.com I don't swear by astrology, but it's always nice when your horoscope tells you something that strokes your ego a bit. :) But then again, they always seem to give you an ego boost...noone wants to hear that they suck based on the day they were born. Sun in Aries When Leah was born, the Sun was in the Sign Aries, the Warrior. Leah has a fierce capacity for loyalty, and expects it in return. Like a warrior, she prefers honesty and directness, without a lot of verbal frou-frou or psychobabble. There is an elevated need for shared experiences of extremity, adventure and intensity, and if the relationship does not offer enough of them, Arian energy can easily turn tense and edgy, even combative. A great intimate art for Leah, one upon which the viability of all her relationships depends, is to make sure she is fighting about what she is actually angry about. There's a risk, in other words, of expressing

Es la verdad I am Party Girl Click on the picture below to read more: Take the 'What Kind of Girl Are You?' quiz at CookingToHookup.com The Party Girl I like to have a martini, two at the very most -- after three I'm under the table; after four, I'm under the host. -- Dorothy Parker Audrey Hepburn's character Holly Golightly in Breakfast at Tiffany's is the quintessential Party Girl. Truman Capote named her for a woman who creates a holiday of life, and who takes it lightly. That classic scene of her standing in front of Tiffany's eating her breakfast roll and sipping coffee after being out on the town all night, her fridge with nothing in it, those wild cocktail parties. All very Party Girl. New York City is also very Party Girl. As are LA, Miami Beach, London, Amsterdam, and of course, Vegas, baby, Vegas. Party Girls hate rural areas, because their worst nightmare is to be somewhere where there's nothing going on. The Party Girl is an ex

Legacy This could be one of our better Halloween Howlers yet. I've got a few of my coworkers going, and they're bringing people with them. And friends are coming with friends. Our group may not be as big as the group we had the first time around, but it could very well be close. My poor Phenoms, we got beat by NE Express this past Sunday. Ah well, it's a wake up call. We always do this. They need to make more of an effort to practice. Weekends are finally going to slow down. Happy belated Thanksgiving to my Canadian friends. God I love turkey dinners so much. Went movie crazy this weekend. We went to see Shark Tale on Sunday and then Ladder 49 last night. I love both of those movies. I was shocked at how Ladder 49 turned out, though. And Joaquin Phoenix has a hot bod, but I'm not digging the face. John Travolta still rocks. I don't care that he's really old now, and that he's into that Scientology stuffs, and that he's a bit tubby fro

Iggy Love I'm seriously suffering from Iggy withdrawal. A co-worker mentioned that I'd probably be able to find him on a golf course around here. I'm almost tempted to take up the sport just for an Iggy sighting. *sigh*

The return of FOB-ball as I affectionately call it. Though you know not everyone playing is a FOB. That's right, the Calgary Pilipino Basketball Association opened their season last Sunday. Flamingo and his cousin started up a new team so no more NE Express for them. They are now Juice. People had little faith in them since their first game was against Sovereign (the winners of last season's playoffs) but they held their own and only lost by 3 points in the last minute of the game. Good stuffs. Now, one would hope that you are wondering about my beloved Phenoms. Our team has shrunk a bit, but they recruited some players who have found their fit into the team dynamic beautifully. And our first game? It was against Bliss (formerly known as XL Fine) and we trounced them by 13 points if I remember correctly. My wonderful brother scored two baskets himself. This brought his girlfriend and us, his darling sister/fans, great joy. But there was also a new fan in the stan

Pretty pretty So many dear ones came by to my store today I was a little worried that my good luck would turn and I'd also get some unwelcome visitors coming around. Thankfully, that didn't happen. It'd be better for everyone involved if they just accepted the status quo and move on. Mercy knows I have. I'm starting to have faith that they've realized this as well. So Civic came by and we yapped for a little bit. I swear, as each day goes by that I don't find a new job I become more and more slacker-like at the present job. Yet I still manage to accomplish tons more than some other associates. I can't explain how that works. Then Posie and Lana dropped by, too! Whoosh. There went all my thoughts at doing any tasks at that moment. Instead I walked around the department with Lana in my arms while she raved about the costume jewelry which she found to be "pretty pretty." Ah yes, the little lass has a thing for the bling. And we didn&#

Some pictures! I've been slow to blog. *sigh* But, on the plus side, I did sit myself down long enough to scan some of the pictures my father took of Baby Sis' birthday extravaganza. Go check them out on the left and on my Buzznet page for a few of the pictures. Still working on nabbing Weird Kid's digital pictures. Naturally, they were the first pictures we saw of the evening, but I haven't taken them to put on my Buzznet yet. I think he's got the only pic of just me and my sister taken that night. And on another note, I've got so many new purses I want to share with all of you. I'm dying to have another Purse Week here. Got to get on that sometime.