fifth business

The party i went to last weekend was very nice, there was a lot of good food and wonderful people. However there was one woman who got under every ones skin. She just had a negative outlook on everything. The rest of the party goers were all so laid back and impressed that I worked with the Ottawa Chamber Music Society. She was unimpressed, all she could talk about was how great the last director was and how horrid OCMS had become since he left, and didnt I agree. But since I wasnt here when he was in office, I dont know, and its none of my business anyways. But she wouldnt let go, she was like a dog with a bone. I actually had to start a new conversation with someone just to make her stop talking about how we would all fail miserably at our goals (lalala).

OCMS is not the worlds most extravagent place to work, we dont have the best of everything. However, until I worked here I didnt know what it was like to enjoy the company of my bosses. I didnt know what Job Security was. I didnt know what it was like to be a valued employee. So Im sorry miss prissy pants, I like my job just the way it is, I dont know this director personally but Im fairly sure he isnt the be all and end all of the world - he was a man just like many others are, and what he can do others can too. So put that in your hat.

In other news, Caroline is being n ice enough to share her kitty crate with me. Yay!

I love my cats. I really do. But some days Id like to punt Oya across the room (and she’s my favourite). Last night she pee’d on my favourite pair of jeans 3 times. I know what you are thinking “why did you leave them on the floor then?”… And I didnt I had put them on the back of the toilet, she went up drug them onto the floor and THEN pee’d on them. Ugh. And I know why she is doing it but I cant fix it at all. She gets like this when I am moving, she did this last time; she pee’d on my only dress jacket that time. What I need to do is clean my apt so its less torn apart and chaotic. Ugh. Looks like I haave a pet project for tonight.

Last night my sexy new socks came in. I am wearing bubble gum pink thigh high sockies. :) if that wont make a girl smile nothing will.

so why haven’t the given it to me?

Last week, I received my cheque early. YAY early money. So I was praying that this week it would come early too. Especially since a) the cats have no yummy treats for dinner tonight and b) I want pizza’s and/or big macs. Mostly the last one but the cats are important too. This is what a hungry cat, trying to figure out if it can fit my skull in its mouth, looks like. She looks very evil (and hungry!), no?

Today was also the great purse getting caper. One of my coworkers, she isnt all there. She brings stuff in for people (things that they have bought as she is an Avon Rep) and it will sit beside her for days, possibly weeks before she gives it you. She doesnt tell you its in the building either, you are expected to know and to ask about these things. Anyways. I got it today and it was not what I was expecting. Oh well. It is a hip purse so you dont have that gawd awful valley of the boob going on when you wear it. Its cute, but it makes me look like a cowboy with a fanny pack.

Off to public skate *shudder* sometimes i wish i was rich enough to purchase the ice for an hour all to my self.

ps - I am an utter genius and left out a palette full of oil paint on my kitchen table. I came home today and threw my denim jacket on my table, right onto the paint *sigh* Will this somehow get me scene points? will I be mistaken for a hip trendy art student? I sure hope not or i might have to kick someones ass.

I have an amazing friend in Switzerland who likes to shower me with presents. She sent me chocolate this time around for halloween. She was worried it would not arrive in time, but it arrived today, and let me just say YUM! Now I need to send her her letters and lip yummies.

And then my little orange kittie brought me a present when I took the cats outside, but then the black kittie stole it from her and wouldnt give it back.

more kittie photos

and peektures of me

I drink coffee once every 3-4 months. Once. Literally. Today I am having an extra large vanilla latte. *twinge* I am not even half way through it and I am already about to bounce off walls.

Its my own fault really. I stayed out late last night, and had a drink while I was out. Jason and co. took me out to see The Great Orbax(!) and his side show freaks. Nails in noses, insectivoirs, giant rat traps. Good times! I didnt get to bed til midnight though and I can feel it today. wrenching myself out of bed was rough, it felt like I was Amanda Soup. Until Misu sneezed on me, then I felt like a sneeze gaurd. Who doesnt love being shocked out of a half asleep daze to kitty snot. Thanks Misu.

While I was getting my groceries, I bumped into a fellow, who runs own a resteraunt. We ended up talking and he wants me to paint a mural for him. Just like that he decided I was the one to paint a mural for him. So hopefully we will get in contact over the next few days. The one thing I need to do more of, is be pro-active. I would LOVE to paint a seascape mural for someone. So I need to latch onto this and find out the details.

As for the job I interviewed for, I recieved an email last night saying they would make a decision by wednesday. Im skeptical to be honest. However Greg tells me to look at it in a positive light. If they wanted nothing to do with me they would have just said “thanks but no thanks” already. And he is right, but cynical Amanda is starting to surface.

Climbing on your lap:
- when you need to pee
- when you are reading (and sitting on the object of your attention)
- when you are about to get up
- when you are about to fall asleep (and scaring the daylights out of you)
- when you are watching TV and they flick their tail in your face

Finding your new, or clean clothes and making them a nest for kittie hair, and drool