Bellini-induced Brain Freeze

Pooped Another weekend come and gone. I picked up my cell phone and instead of replacing my cell phone as I thought they were going to do they only changed the front housing and re-attached the wires that got torn. And this took them two months! *shakes her head* I never made it to Expo Latino on Saturday. Instead Civic and I went out for some Greek over at Ouzo. As usual Daisy wouldn't be ready to join up with us for a while so we walked around 4th Street and 17th Avenue as well. Mercato was open when we walked by (for once!) AND they had cannoli! They also had a different-looking tiramisu but after searching for a cannoli for years I opted for option number 1. To go, of course, 'cuz I was sooo full from dinner. The old Mortal Coil is completely gutted and desolate. It's heart-wrenching. In it's place will be Bistro 2112 or something like that. Like we need another Bistro around here. Tubby Dog over on 17th, while having the same kind of idea as Le Chien Cha

I should've known... ... that two hours after I go check on the status of my cell phone (in person, I might add) they would call me and tell me it's available for pick up. I mean, it's only been gone for 2 months, after all. Wasted time. Wasted time. In other news, I should know a lot of things. But still it's as if I'm born to repeat other people's mistakes. Am I proud of that? Of course not. If I recognize it then why can't I change? I have no clue. But if you can see it coming then it's not a big deal when the time comes, right? You've had time to brace yourself, harden yourself. Let's just keep telling ourselves that. Wasted time? I'm not so sure about that. In fact, it doesn't feel like a waste of time at all. It may not be productive but it's certainly not a waste of time if you're enjoying yourself.

I'll raise a (piece of) toast to that I caught up with the newlyweds (Latina and her man), Daisy, and T-Girl after their movie late Friday night and we headed over to Denny's for some late night convo and noshies. The newlyweds finally got to see Daisy's pics from NYC and Toronto and plus we all had stuff to celebrate: Obviously the newlyweds could celebrate their marriage (some more. Haha.) Daisy got a year's maternity leave contract at one of the school's she's worked with in the past. Due to union rules her seniority was always getting screwed over 'cuz of technicalities. This full year contract was something she has deserved for a long time now. I'm glad she got it. T-Girl got accepted into the university's education program. She'd been trying for a while now. And me, I've had a lot of good fortune as of late. Lots to celebrate. Daisy even gave me a card of congratulations. Haha. New wonderfulness is certainly headed our way. It

"They said it wouldn't last. (I) had to prove them wrong." I just jumped right in. Reckless. Impulsive. But no regrets. It didn't feel like I had reached a major milestone in my life, though. I would say it felt as if I'd been doing this all my life. There were no surprises. Everything went so right. Except for, you know, the fact that everyone told me that emotions would get involved and I ignored their warnings thinking it would be minimal. I'm a big girl, I can deal. Don't get me wrong, it's not as if I've become a drama queen or anything...but emotions have certainly come into the mix. People have always told me that I'm playing games and of course I deny it. But maybe I've been playing these games with myself the whole time. I am my own pawn, apparently. Again, I am reminded that I'm not indestructible.

Postage required Well, it may not be the most important thing I could blog about but it's definitely the easiest. So much on the go right now that the mind is just merengue-ing in too many different directions and not enough time to jot it all down. THREES THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD: 1. Faboo LADI 2. lilmija 3. Lil Miss Giggles THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF: 1. My smile 2. My legs can dance. Well, the rest of me, too. 3. My style THREE THINGS YOU HATE (could improve) ABOUT YOURSELF: 1. My size (again...if mosquitoes could suck fat instead of blood I'd itch for the cause) 2. I procrastinate like there's no tomorrow, haha. 3. I tend to keep things to myself when I should speak up and vice versa. THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE: 1. Filipino 2. 1/16 Chinese 3. 1st Generation Canadian THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU: 1. Definitely losing loved ones is tops 2. Snakes 3. Heights make me weak THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS: 1. coffee 2. music 3. contact with family and fr