9/28/2003
Pagan Pride Day was fun... more than I was expecting I must admit.
Even the ritual that I co-led was pretty fun, no icky energies...yay!
and
I now have a witchy broom!
go me!
When I came home last night (after the rit and the crazy day) I was so pooped that I fell asleep around 10:30...a rare occurence.
I was woken up around 1:30 by The Man, but I did not mind in the least.
anywho...more later
9/25/2003
Oh! I forgot to mention...
Party at our place for Halloween/Samhain. On the 31st (a Friday).
Come costumed, as always.
Bring your own booze. (Please)
The theme (for there is one...) is "Fantasmes" "Fantasies" if you will. Yes, we know that it can lead to much weirdness but it was better than the myriad requests we got for a latex theme (to which we said "err...err...err")
In answer to Elim's question...
I just learned today that I start on Monday (8:30) and that I will be working at the BNC on the corner of President-Kennedy and University.
The person who will be my superior called and actually sounded more excited than me about having me. It bodes well.
The schedule is lovely. I will work 30 hours a week (from 9 to 4:30) Monday to Friday. This means that I can pay rent AND do that NaNoWriMo thing and whatever else strikes my fancy...Like that play...
The only thing that I still need to really get into gear is my application for the Master's program...Need to do that really soon, someone kick me in the ass and make me...Please. ;)
That's it for now.
Hope to see some of you at the PPD celebrations on Saturday. (Come and make wands with me...)
9/21/2003
*does a little dance*
I have a job! (sorta).
I just went through a week long training to work as a "representante du service a la clientele" [translation: cashier/teller] at Banque Nationale.
I was somewhat nervous about being tested on my basic accounting skills as well as on my absoption of the BNC doctrine...However, it seems that I am (as I always suspected) a genius since they did not even for one second doubt my capacities. Ha! I fooled them well indeed.
But seriously folks, it turns out that I am rather quit on the math and the accounting despite my lack of genuine interest for it. My Customer service skills (as we all know) are without compare. And I can remember the products and services to boot.
ok ok...rocket science it is not, but cut me some slack...this week was (supposedly) the equivalent of training three months-in bank-
Does this mean that I have to grow up? Now that I have a grown up job that requires me to wear "fancy" stuff...
*sigh*
I sure hope not.
9/12/2003
just because I'm in quiz mode it seems...

Which flock do you follow?
this quiz was made by alanna
I am a neutral sheep...how surprising.
baaa. I mean...bah!
9/10/2003
Have an interview this afternoon...probably a battery of silly office tests as well...
want to work.
really badly.
*sigh*
gonna get this! Grr!
9/04/2003
Yaaarrr! This is a very silly test...who else is a pirate...?
You are The Cap'n!
Some men are born great, some achieve greatness and some slit the throats of any man that stands between them and the mantle of power. You never met a man you couldn't eviscerate. Not that mindless violence is the only avenue open to you - but why take an avenue when you have complete freeway access? You are the definitive Man of Action. You are James Bond in a blousy shirt and drawstring-fly pants. Your swash was buckled long ago and you have never been so sure of anything in your life as in your ability to bend everyone to your will. You will call anyone out and cut off their head if they show any sign of taking you on or backing down. You cannot be saddled with tedious underlings, but if one of your lieutenants shows an overly developed sense of ambition he may find more suitable accommodations in Davy Jones' locker. That is, of course, IF you notice him. You tend to be self absorbed - a weakness that may keep you from seeing enemies where they are and imagining them where they are not.
What's Yer Inner Pirate? brought to you by The Official Talk Like A Pirate Web Site. Arrrrr!
9/03/2003
I'm baack!
Toronto is a funny city...it is nice and ugly all at once...and it is quite stinky.
WorldCon was lots of fun despite the problems. I had never experienced convention-madness to this degree...there is something electric about such a large number of people gathered together with the goal to have fun and discover new authors or exchange ideas with people of like minds (mostly).
:D
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