From the monthly archives: September 2009

there's a glint in his eye

By On September 7, 2009 · 1 Comment

Went to boo gardens yesterday. I am yet to be fully recovered.

I got off work at 7 and came home, changed and cuddled the cat, then drove with Stina, Jennifer, and Noah to the otherside of Keswick. There Stina and I piled into the back of a 98 CRV driven by Dylan’s old boss, Tom, along with Dylan. In the back was Obi, the mixed-breed overly friendly dog, and in the front was Wayne, the taciturn boyfriend of Tom. I did not get a nap.

Boo gardens was very, very busy. I did eat some pretty tasty brisket in New France (which they were super generous with in terms of the portion), but the trip was spent mostly waiting in line to ride Big Bad Wolf twice before it closed forever. I am sad. The sign outside of DarKastle looks like a monster blood tattoo. I didn’t get a good picture. I will next time, because I now own a season pass, which is good through yesterday of next year.

The ride back was long and I didn’t feel very well, and we stopped at some sort of super-Arby’s? I’m not entirely sure I didn’t make that part up. There were indoor topiaries.

And then I slept for 13 hours and I’d still be asleep if Prosper hadn’t nudged me and started mewling in the “Mom? Mom, did you die?” voice.

So here he is, after he stuck his mouth in the faucet and was biting the water. He wouldn’t do that for the camera.

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you don't even know my name

By On September 5, 2009 · 2 Comments

DM CORNISH FRIENDED ME ON FACEBOOK AND I AM STILL ALL CAPSING ABOUT IT DAYS LATER.

Now I must coerce him onto my blog where he can read my fanfiction, see the art, and see my most awesome work of fannish glee: the complete and utter pedantic destruction of his map. Ha HA! (Oh, sorry, that was a bit of an homage to MT Anderson, because I like men who write under their initials and whose stories may or may not involve monsters. Hmmm, how can I get John Green involved with this?)

DID I MENTION HE FRIENDED ME ON FACEBOOK? AND HE CALLED ME “MA’AM.”

Kitty has given me permission to renege on all vows to her on the basis of this alone, but he’s married and so is everyone I have a crush on (well, married or engaged and also straight, which is infuriating), so I think she’s safe. EXCEPT: EXHIBIT A. My life is cruel.

So, um, I’ll pretend that I’m an adult now. Also, that he might actually read my blog.

Hello, there! I am far less frightening than this entry might imply! My name is Ali and my favourite things are things that I don’t like the first two or more years my girlfriend tries to make me read/listen/watch/enjoy them, and just when she’s given up on the very idea, I stumble into them and then never stop talking about the subject. We are three years into an obsession with Kate who, as Kit enjoys pointing out, my first reaction to was “meh.” She has been trying to get me to read Foundling since its release, and I resisted because I am a horrible brat. And now I made fanart and fanfic and I think I’m going to dress the kitten up as a leer for halloween if I can work out how to trick him into not clawing MY face off when I take the box off HIS face. Welcome. Please make snotty commentary. It is only deserved.

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