Song of the Moment: "Uninvited" - Alanis Morisette

Like anyone would be
I am flattered by your fascination with me
Like any hot-blooded woman
I have simply wanted an object to crave
But you, you're not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight

Must be strangely exciting
To watch the stoic squirm
Must be somewhat heartening
To watch shepherd need shepherd
But you you're not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight

Like any uncharted territory
I must seem greatly intriguing
You speak of my love like
You have experienced love like mine before
But this is not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight

I don't think you unworthy
I need a moment to deliberate
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And for the record, I have never dedicated this song to anyone.

Oh blog...how I've missed you so...
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The Non-Fling Fling

The Non-Fling Fling is exactly what it sounds like--a fling that is not a fling. This term was created by the JFC in order to describe the odd behaviour of certain people in relationships who acted sometimes (and sometimes too often) as if they were single, thereby confusing third parties. Allow me to enlighten you...

There is a couple made up of girl A and guy A. Let's say this couple has been dating for about a year now and have had a steady and solid relationship the whole time. Now let's introduce guy B. Guy B is a fun-loving and out-going single guy who somehow gets introduced to girl A. Now, girl A immediately takes a liking to guy B and vice-versa and the two become close friends and hang-out often. If this was all there was to it, then the JFC would not have invented the aforementioned term, so therefore, I must continue.

Now, girl A has been in her relationship for quite sometime now and has done all there is to be done with guy A and their relationship is still a good one, but now that guy B has come along, there's someone new and exciting in her life and therefore, some of the things that she does with guy B might seem a little more than just friendly. And then, seeing as guy B is a single guy who is not with a girl and therefore looking for a girl, guy B can easily mistake the actions of girl A as being a little more than friendly and perhaps start making his own advances on her--everything of course being strictly platonic. We have now entered the territory of the Non-Fling Fling.

Quite simply, girl A is interested in guy B and vice-versa so they are getting along quite nicely, except that they're not officially getting along at all--there's still guy A in the picture. So what we have here now is girl A having a fling with guy B while still being with guy A thereby making it not a fling; the Non-Fling Fling. How does it all work out in the end? Well, it doesn't. Not usually anyway. It usually comes down to girl A running back to guy A because that's what she knows to be safe, leaving guy B in the dust with his ears ringing with her last words: "You're a really good friend..."

Don't think that this can't go the other way as well; we could have girl A and guy A and then introduce girl B just as easily, get it? If not, you can always ask Squiggly to elaborate--who knows how he always manages to be guy B?

Not Quite A Tongue Twister

alpha q ... Alpha Q ... ALPHA Q ... A L P H A     Q ! ! !
(hehehe)

Okay, it's true, it's not quite a tongue twister (unless you want it to be) but it sure is fun to say!!! Still don't get it? Try saying it out loud. Still don't get it even after that? Well, um, ah, Alpha Q then. ;)

Serving in the City

I think I shall deem Wednesdays as my Celebrity Day at work. Yes, I had the opportunity to serve the "Sex in the City" Star, Kim Catrall today. It was--like serving anyone else. I'm not the biggest "Sex in the City" fan (that's not to say I don't like it, just that I don't watch religiously--there's a difference) so I wasn't all gaa-gaa over her appearance at my table, but I did recognize her from the movie, "Mannequin", (which is MY movie and no one else's *ahem*) which I probably watched about 5 million-billion times as a kid. Anyway, like I said, serving her was like serving any other customer--she was nice, polite, and apparently not a pepper fan. I think the guys were more excited about her dining on the patio today than I was--although that probably didn't have much to do with her acting career, but probably had more to do with what she was wearing...or what she wasn't. ;)

A Little Birdie

At work today, a Blue Jay managed to find its way to one of my tables. Well, I thought it was just one Blue Jay, but it turned out that it was a little family of Blue Jays that ended up at my table: dad, mom, and baby Jay. And to tell you the truth, I had no idea that they were Blue Jays until K told me so. Anyway, this family of Jays ordered, ate, and turned out to be a delight to serve not only because their little baby girl was so cute, but also because they were all so nice. So, just in passing, thanks, Chris Woodward, for the tip and pseudo-autograph.

(Coincidentally enough, a Dodger stopped Woodward on his way out the door to congratulate Woodward on his well-batted game last night and the two families stopped for a while to chat by the booths while curious yet shy fans looked on. My first celebrity day at work!)

Nobody Loves Me...But Plenty Want To Enlarge My---?!

Of 108 emails screened by Mail Washer for me today, a grand total of 0 were actually for me. Well, actually, I guess all of them were technically for me, but none of them had been personally written and sent to me by anyone I knew. Boo. At least my Mom thinks I'm special...

Lost, But Found

I sure many of you remember me complaining once long ago that my drafts wouldn't save on Blogger. Well, now that Blogger has updated their template and publishing formats, guess what I found buried deep within my pile of posts? All the drafts I once tried to save unsuccessfully! So, following, in no particular order, are some posts I started but didn't necessarily finish or post, thinking they were lost forever to the depths of cyberspace. The only semi-relevant post for current reading is probably the first one.
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This song ["Today, Tonight" by Dishwalla] caught my attention today as I was supposed to be studying Thomas More's Utopia. It's because I was feeling that feeling that I feel every once in a while--the one where I feel like I'm waiting for something to happen. I feel like my life right now has plateaued and now I'm waiting for something to come along and take it to the next level. I have no idea what it is that I'm waiting for, but it feels like if I wait long enough, it'll come, and it'll happen, and it'll be worth it. At this moment, I'm putting my faith in something unknown; risking my time for something that could never come. But by doing so, I'm getting the feeling that I'm on the right track. Do you ever get that sometimes? It's not quite deja vu, but it's not quite a leap of faith either. It's as though I'm sensing that my fate is about to take a turn and Destiny's going to throw something my way...I hope I'm ready to catch it.
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[This post is most applicable when read in conjuction with "TOP SECRET BLOG DAY Part 2" from January 9, 2004]

Alright, so as soon as mom found me blogging on her computer at work, she booted me off, hence, my last post was unfortunately so short. Since then, I haven't made it back to blogger, either at her work or at home, so here I am...with the rest of the confidential scoop of what she does at work.

The whole reason I'd gone into work with my mom was because I gathered from the stories she ALWAYS had to tell after work that all she and the other employees did at work was SOCIALIZE. They were always chatting, joking around, wandering from floor to floor to see what progress each other were making, going out for lunch together, throwing the best staff parties and such, and sharing pizza and beer every few weeks as they sat together to view the dailies or the new animations created since the last pizza and beer day.

I suppose it's not a crime to tell you that she works at an animation company of sorts. They animate movies. Or at least they're apparently doing so right now. However, I spent the first 1/2 hour at mom's work, sitting across from her at her desk, staring at her as she read her emails and took notes for her "things to do" list for the day. I got to meet all of her co-workers that had desks or offices en route from the front door to her own office. I would've hung out with them, but they seemed as busy with their work as mom was. And everytime I tried to join in on any conversation they were having, it would end shortly after, putting me back to square one: folding origami shapes for the receptionist downstairs out of the paper in mom's recycling bin.

15 minutes later Snuffy walked in. Thank GOD!!! She came in to say hi to my mom and to drop off a belated Christmas gift as she'd gone back to Cali and then London for the holidays. (She gave mom a Happy Buddha necklace of jade from her favourite Japanese store in California.) Anyway, Snuffy and I had met before, and she was more than happy to get me out of my mother's hair and take me around the place. Our first stop was to her own desk to make an appearance, and then she disappeared on the excuse that she needed to go to the bathroom--but really was just going to take me on my tour instead.

It was so cool. We went up to the animating floor where EVERYONE had their own workstation and computer with TWO HUGE monitors. One screen would have all the programming on it while the other would display whatever it was they were creating. So cool. They weren't set up in cubicles either, but more like plasmic blobs all across the floor.
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[This post was probably supposed to happen sometime in December of 2003]

So did I mention that Vin and I spontaneously combusted and drove up to Waterloo on Tuesday? Well, we did. Had to wake up DAMN early to do so too...11am is just not right. :p We kind of just threw up the idea the night before as we were studying, and before we knew it, we'd made all the arrangements and were on our way.