Tagged?

So apparently I have to say seven things about myself that are rare or facts or something like that. This is harder than thought as I'm a pretty open book but after ponderance this is what I came up with.

1) I'm really quite shy. No really. I was voted shyest girl in highschool each year. I'm still quite shy in groups of people I don't know. So often I drink in social situation which leads to not being so shy, but I still can't seem to shake that whole socially inept thing no matter what.

2) I'm a vegetarian and often the smell of meat or sight of raw meat makes me naseated. But I watch shows about cooking meat because I presume one day I'll get married and I may marry someone who eats meat and I want to know how to cook it for him.

3) Speaking of foods, I've never outgrown that three year old phase where foods on a plate cannot touch each other (unless lasagna or something intentional). If in a stirfry than vegetables should be seperated and eaten individually. And all sauces should have dipping bowls rather than being on the item. I have more dipping bowls in my home than any other kitchen thing.

4) I adore writing lists of things I would do with lottery winnings of all amounts. I never buy lottery tickets.c

5) I practically lived in Vancouver's Children's hospital for a year when dealing with hearing correction (eighty percent deaf until 6 yrs) and growth issues (I've always been tiny). Despite the occasional blood test and feeling bad I remember it as a fun experience. I got rootbeer popsicles and got to pet the hospital dog and play and watch tv.

6) I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up.

7) I love the tv show Wifeswap. It's a guilty pleasure and I'm turning red as I write this cause it's suuuuch bad tv.

I tag Lisa, Jenny, Jessica, Lorne, Jessica Williams, Sarah and Tara.

ice cubes down my pants

Is what I'm gonna have to do to get cool this summer as my a/c is broken. Booo-urns. This makes me want to make a freezer-tent ala Simpsons. Tinkerbell is game for it. And being that I rent would I have to pay for the new fridge?

no titles. just ramblings.

No real purpose of this post. Just random thoughts strung together. Just a warning for anyone about to read...

First off Jessica's stag-fun fun fun times. I'm proud of my girl for getting down with her bad self and hope you had a blast Jessica. Dinner at Hoodoo's was lovely and it was quite the swank place. Can't wait for the wedding in a couple weeks. It's gonna be great to have everyone come together and celebrate the first of us to get married. Jessica and Josh are lovely and it's going to be amazing.

Rock trivia. Fun as always. Heard the term 'fucking classsy' more than once. Got me thinking. I like to go out and make an ass of myself as much as the next person and have no threshhold for embarrassment. That being said I don't want people to disassociate the words 'Meghan' and 'ladylike' as never appearing in a sentance together. I think I'm just at a realy awkward point of self discovery where I'm working a job where I am required to exude professionalism and confidence (neither which is in my nature) and I feel like 'this is it. I'm settled into the grown up routine'. So going out and getting tipsy or the such is proof to myself and others that 'I can still have fun and rock out'. I'm trying to find a balance and haven't reached that point but know that I'd like to present myself as classy from time to time rather than a general state of 'fucking classy'. There's also the frustration of friends saying they want to hang out in a non drinking environment-which I dig but then never having plans together.

Guys. Crush is dying and I think I'd like another. Is there a store for that? Next, please. Crushes are exhausting and time consuming so maybe I'll take the spare time to learn a new hobby. Knitting? Archery? Origami?

Events. This summer is turning out to be a change from the last if not for the fact that I do not have the vacation privledges avail until my 1 yr time at the jobby-poo. So no Warped Tour this year alas. Also Merritt Mountain-if given a ticket for free I'd go but it is not something that I want to spend the money on. I like country but not enough to spend a lot of money. I'd still like something to go down this summer. Of course there is the July 1st long weekend tubing down the river and if I can get a group to go to stampede on a weekend that would rock. It would be sooo cool to visit Kate!

Thinking of getting healthier as I feel crappy lately. I've taken the first step towards eating healthier (apparently a diet of pizza pops and diet rootbear isn't as nutritional as one would think. go figure) but have come to terms with the fact that being healthy means cutting down drinking and *gasp* exercising too. Not sure my means of exercise yet but will come up with something. Maybe walks at dusk as it's pretty then.

Loves. Sunshine. Highland Grogg coffee. Salmon. Old Offspring albums. My new Christopher Moore book. Friends dvds.

Hates. Being sleepy all the time. Bills. Ironing clothes. Work place stresses. Perception.

If Myspace and Hi5 had a bastard lovechild together...

It would be facebook, my latest addiction du jour.

This isn't the first blogpost I've seen about facebook and others make some great points. I do hope that the people I went to highscool with are like "wow, she looks hotter/got a good job etc." It doesn't matter in a strong way, but I'm not gonna lie it does cross the mind.

It's also fantastic in the sense that I've been reconnecting with people I used to be close with but due to distance, timing, etc have lost touch with. Ex boyfriends, old schoolmates, crushes, friends, the whole lot of 'em piled together. It makes stalking easy and oh so fun! At any given point you can see who's online and what they're thinking. By the way, Meghan is very happy she's having coffee on this Saturday morning.

Not the annoying trails of voyeurism that Hi5 leaves, or listening to other people's shitty music that myspace has inflicted on me too many times. I said I'd never sway from myspace, but I have to admit within 3 short weeks when I sign in there it's like going to the party everyone's already bounced from.

As far as the fact that Facebook is selling info to big bad men who are using it to track people....umm, newsflash that's already happening. Legal census reports aren't just for fun, and when you have to put your postal code in at a store where do you think it goes? Tracking public info to go towards demographic surveys are not new. It's a tact corporations have used for years. Myspace can be tracked, as can facebook as can your email. Big brother is watching anyways, why not stamp on a fun pic to give him something to look at.

I love that students check their facebook between classes and I roll my eyes, only to run to the office to do the same. Heh, hypocrisy is fun!

No real point to this post, I'm not trying to sway others to get on board, that's your call. The ones that have facebook already know how addicting it is. More an explanation that if anyone needs me and you can't find me answering my phone it's cause I'm in a facebook trance.

am i coming down with something?

crushes are stupid. and time consuming. and intoxicating. and complicating. why do you think i avoid them with only brief bouts, like a bad cold. i don't have time for this shit. at least the emo kid in me is jumping for joy.

I *heart* big surprises

Even if I'm not very good at keeping them. This one was pretty damn hard to keep my pie hole (or big vagina mouth as Leanne would say) closed, but we almost managed to pull it off. As everyone knows the surprise was Ms. Leannikkins coming back.

Fun fun fun. I thought we couldn't top last week. Inappropriate touching, horrible introductions (my name is Meghan and I was raised in a barn), the great dance off 2007 (Monty may have won in numbers, but our table won in spirit and tequila), testing tables durability by dancing on them. Basically condensing a month's worth of shenanigans into a 4 hour time slot. Heh. I said slot. The next day Jenn and I went to the park and Joey's Only. So ghetto fab.

This weekend=pure love.

Friday-another fabulous rock trivia engagement. Glad Amy and Jim came this week as they;re a lot of fun. You know I'm drunk when singing along to Avril and having fun at the T-dog. Possible road trip in the works for a Van councert. Best dancer ever this last week. I think he topped the dance off last week. I need to borrow Matt's video to imput to really show the value as words cannot describe. And speaking of I can't bug Matt for not showing up as he actually has put me in my place the last 2 weeks. Bah.

Yesterday-went to the fair. Soooooooooo mucccccccch fuuuuuun. Prob not the best idea to go the the fair after a night of drinking but that didn't stop up from going on every topsy turvy ride ever. Also eating mini donuts and playing games. And testing driving skills at bumper cars. To beat Jenny to the punchline, we're bastards and rocked the ferris wheel cart. Hey, you said you liked it better when it was moving! Best ever was Joe on the carousel. All ur faces hurt from laughing so hard. Last night-sushi. 5 people with 'O' faces and was it ever worth it. Last night was the lamest person ever and was asleep by 9ish. Also broke in the season by having me first slushee. Yummers.

This next week. Insanity. Between birthdays galore, visiters and j-schoolers back it should be busy. Oh and did I mention that the grad I've been planning is just over a week away. Oh my.

raindrops keep falling on my head

Sorry. I find writing song lyrics/titles as blog titles witty and/or personally amusing so don't mind the cheesy references.

A curiousity-doesn't anyone else find their mood is strongly affected by the weather? I mean I understand everyone is happier when its sunny (short of vampires) but do others find it can make or break the overall tone for the day/hour?

Example-Yesterday-sunny=happy as can be. Woke up early, cleaned, even though tired had a fantastic day frolicking in the fresh air. Today-snowing and grey=tired, emo, want to sleep all day, noone gets me. Friday-cloudy with sunny periods-kind of neutral with periods of exasperation and well wishing for the weekend.

Anyone else in the same boat, or am I floating down the crazy river by myself on this one?

Food For Thought

I've been coming to terms lately with a few things. Mostly just random ponderances that prove I have too much time on my hands.

1) When did Home Depot and Canadian Tire suddenly become fun stores to go to on the weekend. I remember back when I would be bored as hell when my parents dragged me there. Now I look forward to comparing bbq prices and flooring costs.

2) When did facebook become the new myspace? I had a nap, and suddenly facebook is bookmarked on everyone's computers. Call me old fashioned but I like myspace.

3) I've been at my job almost 5 months and I still want to giggle when I say the words "my office" or "conference call" or "weekly stat reports" or "let me check my appointment schedule"cause they sound professional. That being said I still manage to quote the Simpsons in the classroom so there's balance.

4) When did business suits become #1 wanted item on my radar? When shopping I am drooling more with business suits than stilettos. And I LOVE stilettos.

5) How did I manage to get more $ at this new job but still manage to be broke all the time? Sheer talent and determination I guess. Oh and having tons of bills.

6) When the frik is summer coming?

7) How come last Sat night (on St. Patty's Day) I managed to drink a shitload of alcohol and barely felt drunk and felt fantastic at 8 on Sunday morn but this Friday drank 3 drinks and felt like ass yesterday morn?

Happy birthday to my good friend Lucas. You don't look a day over 19, youngun.
St. Patty's Day was great. Thanks to all who showed up.
Air guitar never grows old nor does my love for Kate.
Jessica you're birthday present is still riding shotgun in my car.
My parents came up and visited me and it was the best!

This Homemade Prozac Needs More Ice Cream

I'm not happy, or at least not content. This isn't news. And I am a big believer that if you're not happy you need to choose you own happiness. What this happiness entails, well that's a bigger picture. So here's a few steps to work on. Not that anyone cares but I find that if I write things down it pushes me to do them more than if I don't.

-Finding a new job. I've always thought all professional jobs will push you to the extremes. That's why they're professional jobs as they challenge you. I've come to terms this week that my job goes beyond those means. A good paycheque is not worth working while you're sick with a fever of almost 103 degrees and getting no thanks for it and more work piled on top. A 50 hr work week is turning into a thankless 60 hr work week at the sake of my health and mental well being. No job is worth it. So as of this week I'm looking for a new job. It's not turning in the towel so much but knowing my limits.

-Going on a road trip. Road trips=happy.

-Seeing my parents. Either they are going to come here soon or I am going to go and visit them. I miss them.

-Surrounding myself with people that are good for me. People that I feel I can rely on. If you can't rely on your friends, then they're simply acquantences.

-Not being sick. Working on that one myself with the courtesy of my good friends soup and tea. We meet again, old friends.

-This is where I'd like to say a boyfriend. But that's unrealistic. It's hard to see friends when working a million hrs a week muchless meet new guys. And where would I meet such guys? Most of my friends don't have any 'male suitors' to fit the bill, there's no workplace dating, and I'm often too tired to do anything other than go to the Central for social activity and as explained before everyone at the Central knows everyone. Plus, the obvious part is you can't force dating. It's almost always random. So you busy yourself in the meantime pretending not to be lonely.

-I want to travel. So in the next year I am going to take a trip to a place I have never been.

Of course this is more or less the emo ramblings of someone who's been cooped up inside, sick all weekend downloading sad music so don't mind me. Some sunshine and spring flowers may help too.

we're here for a good time

not a long time...or so went the song that the lovely Kate and I sang at Saturday night kareoke. I never knew how much fun bastardizing classic songs could be! We're going to have to make another date of it.

First off to summarize what is new lately. Friday night rock trivia-lovely. Did bad but had fun. Saturday-kareoke. Had Jessica and Lisa as moral support and it was fun. Gonna have to drag others back. God bless the central. It's like Cheers where everyone knows your name but doesn't care.

Work is nuts. Plain and simple. Can't get into details but imagine me looking like a deer in the headlights running with scissors. Offices aren't only good to show off, but they're great for when you need to hide and hyperventalate. Who knew!

Friday night went to the Blazers game with Jenn and spent the night at her place. Sleepovers are funner when you don't have to get up at 4 in the morn but still not as bad as expected. Been hanging out with some older friends lately and been bonding with some people. I love reconnecting and also finding common ground.

Hating my lacking motivation for some things and how I don't have a microwave right now. I always thought myself to be a good cook. Turns out that I'm fairly limited without my radioactive oven of love. Pasta/noodles are getting old.

Been feeling...somthing lately. But I can't quite put my finger on it. I wouldn't say unhappy. But not happy. Bored, possibly? Stagnant, perhaps? I need something but I'm not sure what it is and it's frustrating me. It's like I'm currently on a plateau just waiting but not sure what for.

I'm sure after the weekend I'll be in a better place. Having some people over for drinks on Friday which should be fun. Expect a post about it. Also does anyone know how I get my cat to stop scratching at my door and meowing at night? She does it at around 4am every night. And please don't say let her into the bedroom cause that isn't an option.