Saturday, June 21, 2008

Jayme hates "The Hills"

Ladies and gentlemen... Our guest writer today is a devoted blog reader, and has always wanted a posting of her own. Please give a warm welcome to Ms. Jayme Bubel:

I work a lot and go to school so I do not watch a lot of television. Still, I have heard of The Hills and when I occasionally flip through the channels I have seen some of its “cast” on different chat shows. It's sad, but I actually see them enough to know who Spencer and Heidi are and that Heidi hates someone else named LC. I’m pretty sure that The Hills features some of the “cast” from Laguna Beach. This means that The Hills is a show about talentless, whiny, augmented young things that moved from a place called Laguna Beach to some place that has hills (Hollywood maybe?) where they continue to be talentless and whiny but actually manage to look more augmented.

Although I feel blessed that I have the power to change the channel, it still bothers me to think that these people exist, that they make tons of money, and that they are considered “cool” but some teenagers. Furthermore, it pisses me off that people like teachers, paramedics and foster parents make so little when smarmy douche bags like this Spencer guy make thousands just to show up at a club. However, if foster parents and teachers did make a lot of money and got all the thanks that they deserve, then losers like Spencer and Heidi would want to do these things instead of acting on boring reality shows and making shitty music. Although the money issue still bothers me, I am glad that these people gravitate towards the entertainment industry. I can only imagine if they had these other jobs. Heidi’s students would all be as stupid as Miss South Carolina and Spencer would request foster children with frosted tips in their hair.

Anyway, this is what made me think of these losers once again. Go Letterman!

Thanks Jayme!
I'd just like to say one thing in closing. Go team Lauren!

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Nap Duos

As I was sitting at Moxies at lunch today (Aside... I invented the BEST sandwich ever. Kitsilano Chicken Sandwich, but with tzatziki instead of tomato sauce. It's grilled chicken breast, melted cheese, peppers and asparagus, with tzatziki and wrapped in a pita. I might be drooling)... Oh yes, back to the story.

I mentioned that I needed a nap, and that I hadn't taken one yesterday. Then I was like "Oh yeah. I kinda did, with Cerina."

Well of course that got the guys going. "You took a nap with a girl? Did you have a pillow fight too?"

I told them that I take naps with all my girlfriends and that it's totally normal for girls.

One time I was even in line at Save-On with Jae buying some food to make ourselves dinner. I said to her "We're running kind of late, I don't know if we're going to have time to take our nap." The elderly gentleman in front of us gave us a look like "I can't believe it, there are real, live lesbians in line with me."

I asked the other girl at our table if she took naps with her girlfriend and she said no and gave me the strangest look.

So then I asked the waitress and she said yes, she does. At least I'm not 100% crazy.

Ladies... Do you nap with your friends?


Since our friend Teddy was out of town my friend Cerina said that she'd dogsit for him. His dogs are two Shitzus named Luke and Leia (because they're brother and sister.) We were kind of running late heading over to see them, and they live all the way up the hill at SFU. I'd like to mention though, that our directions were bad. Would have been nice of Ted to mention that there are TWO Broadways we were supposed to pass!

Anyways we're chugging our way up the hill... and she's like "Don't worry Luke and Leia... Han Solo and Chewbacca are coming!" And then mentioning that she was Han... Making me of course, Chewy. There was only one thing to do. Make wookie sounds. All the way up the hill.

We couldn't breathe we were laughing so hard.


My friend Shelley's friend Jaline (pronounced the same as my Jaelene) was in Vancouver from Cangary for her birthday so we all decided to hit the town for some DRINKING... and oh did we drink.

We started the night off at this restaurant on Granville called Sanafir, which was kinda cool, 'cause instead of the usual booth we lounged and ate on a giant bed. Not the best idea in a dress though, I needed a pillow for crotch-cover. They had this really yummy taster menu and we got to try hummus, chicken satays, beef with beans, ahi tuna, these tempura sushi-type wraps etc... and dessert. Even though one of the creme brulees tasted like chicken skin. No kidding. We did convince the super-gay birthday party in the corner to give Jaline some party hats and a wand. (Don't worry, he still had his tiara and boa.)

After that we headed to the new club Tunnel. I wasn't really impressed. The bouncers were kind of a-holes to us. We got there super early at like 10, and the guy right away with attitude is like "Are you on the list?" even though we were honestly the FIRST people there, (they were just turning the music on) and there is NO line so not like it mattered anyways.

So I'm like "yep I'm on the list" and he's like "I can't find you," and then finally does, and is gonna let us in... but then they weren't going to let the one guy that was with all us girls in 'cause he's not wearing a collar, even though he's wearing dress shoes... so we all talk and we can't find him another shirt. I go talk to the guy and tell him my gf is here from Calgary and it's her b-day and he's like ok fine we'll let him in.

My friends asked me if we could get tickets to get in since we were on the list, so I asked one guy, and he's like "You need to ask the guestlist guy," so I ask the guestlist guy and he's like "I need to check," so he goes inside for a few mins and comes out and is like "No. I asked the owner and he said you need to pay."

So yeah that's about it. I guess the whole thing just seemed really disorganized and I just felt like they were giving us attitude even though I was being polite ... I wasn't even drunk and I didn't give them lip. (I'd admit if I was.) I just don't like going to a club and them making me feel like they are doing me a favour even letting me in.

We really liked one of the bartenders though. He was hot. But dumb. He messed up the computer so we had to wait for a while. At least we had something to look at.

I also wasn't a fan of the house music at Tunnel, so at 12 we bounced and headed to Tonic which was WAY more fun... And we were in the VIP section so the guys couldn't get to us (except for some 19-year-olds that managed to get in and were moshing and I was yelling "Little boys! Stop it little boys!" ... And the DJ is my friend and played Britney for me... twice. Can't beat that.

After Tonic my friend's god-brother came to pick us up and take us to I thought home, but no, we went to his buddy's loft above Gothams to drink yet more booze.

Finally we went home for a lovely 4-hour sleep before I got up and volunteered the next day. It was for the Little Mountain Community Festival... and upon coming home my sister looks at my chest and remarks: "It's funny that Danielle's wearing a shirt that says 'Little Mountains!'"

you like me, you really like me!

It's turning into PCL all over again. I've somehow become the person that gets invited to everything. From partying with the school girls last weekend, to Dawna's birthday barbeque, to Dal's birthday at the bar, to Asiya's July 1st bash.

This may sound like a good thing... and it's fun, but it's hard because I have to keep quiet about it all. People invite their little cliques (and me) and no one else and I need to keep my face shut because the other gals get mad when they find out they weren't invited. I'm not good at that! I mean, I can keep a secret (but only if someone specifially says "this is a secret") but besides that I pretty much tell everyone everything. Hence, my blog.

Man, if only I weren't so damn popular :P

Tuesday, June 10, 2008


Lately there's been tonnes of Cottonwood fluff floating around in the air. Also lately it's been cold and rainy like it's December and not frickin' June.

When it's rainy and Cottonwoody I keep driving and seeing wet fluffs fly across my windshield and twice have been like "What the hell? It's snowing?"

That is all.

The Ex Files

Well people, I have some bad news. Concert guy is back with his ex-girlfriend.

It's ok though... I've started to think that dating your friends, or friends of friends in a big group isn't the best idea. Things just become awkward.

Anyhoo... I found out they were together the night of my friend's b-day bbq. We all had some food and then decided to head to the bar. He was totally rarin' to go because the girl was already there and he wanted to meet her. Well, we got there and she wasn't actually there yet... and didn't show up. We'll see how long that lasts.