What with how fast the 'english' language is developing new words and phrases, and especially catch phrases, the website Urban Dictionary has become one of the places I frequent in times of need.
So in honor of those who, like me, are falling behind in the world of new words, I give you some of the words I have learned thanks to UD.
FOAT - 'Fool of a Took' origins, Gandalf, LotR, meaning, you're a bit of a prick, or tool. FOAT. Used in a sentence. 'You foat! It's right in front of you!'
FOB - Fresh of the Boat, origins...fobbers, meaning, new immigrant. Used in a sentence. "Did you meet the new kid in class? He's a total fob!" (primarily used by fob's or ignorant people).
Janky - Crap, poor quality. Origins, by the sound of it some douchebag. Used in a sentence "Don't go to arby's their food is janky."
Peen - Penis, origins, lazy fuckers. Used in a sentence "Ren hates it when I say 'Peen' to refer to a man's junk. So I say it more to piss her off 'peen, peen, peen!'".
Vagimonster - Total cunt. Origins...vagimonster in denial. Used in a sentence. "Carla is such a vagimonster."
Thats all I have. My day was rather uneventful, mostly because I don't want to give any details about the fantastic morning boning I got.
Boning...look it up on UD, fuckers.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Missed A Day
Means I get to post twice today!!
So yesterday being monday was not altogether uneventful, it snowed, and stayed for the first time this season. I really don't know how excited we should be about that since we're expecting another 15cm starting late tonight/early tomorrow.
Watched this great romantic comedy with the dude last night called the French Film, it was hilarious, and the dude totally caught me of gaurd in the car on the way home this morning with it.
The Dude "What did we learn last night?"
Me "My lactose intolerance won't even let me enjoy tzitziki anymore?"
The Dude "No, the beginning is in the ending." (quote from the movie)
Me "HAH! *in a bad french accent 'Ze Beginning, ez in ze ending!'"
Both laughed.
What? I thought it was funny. You should hear my accents, they are awful.
What else?
Yah yesterday was a good day. I spent it with my man. Yve is happy.
Mood: Yesterday...pensive, but ending in smiles.
So yesterday being monday was not altogether uneventful, it snowed, and stayed for the first time this season. I really don't know how excited we should be about that since we're expecting another 15cm starting late tonight/early tomorrow.
Watched this great romantic comedy with the dude last night called the French Film, it was hilarious, and the dude totally caught me of gaurd in the car on the way home this morning with it.
The Dude "What did we learn last night?"
Me "My lactose intolerance won't even let me enjoy tzitziki anymore?"
The Dude "No, the beginning is in the ending." (quote from the movie)
Me "HAH! *in a bad french accent 'Ze Beginning, ez in ze ending!'"
Both laughed.
What? I thought it was funny. You should hear my accents, they are awful.
What else?
Yah yesterday was a good day. I spent it with my man. Yve is happy.
Mood: Yesterday...pensive, but ending in smiles.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
15 Minutes, 15 Movies
Rules: Don't take too long to think about it. Fifteen movies you've seen that will always stick with you. First fifteen you can recall in no more than fifteen minutes.
1. A Midsummer Nights Dream
2. Aladin
3. Clockwork Orange
4. The Rocky Horror Picture Show
5. The Nightmare Before Christmas
6. Empire Records
7. Practical Magic
8. Coraline
9. Tank Girl
10. Interview with the (a?) Vampire
11. Fan Boys
12. Zack And Miri Make a Porno
13. Girl with Pearl Earring
14. Pan's Labyrinth
15. Robin Hood Prince of Thieves
Tagged by the lovely lady Sally via facebook. Saving all my notes from there for the blog, as per on of my rules of blogging...I'll get around to posting them soon. They are kinda like the rules of Zombieland, but not as cool.
Mood; reluctant.
1. A Midsummer Nights Dream
2. Aladin
3. Clockwork Orange
4. The Rocky Horror Picture Show
5. The Nightmare Before Christmas
6. Empire Records
7. Practical Magic
8. Coraline
9. Tank Girl
10. Interview with the (a?) Vampire
11. Fan Boys
12. Zack And Miri Make a Porno
13. Girl with Pearl Earring
14. Pan's Labyrinth
15. Robin Hood Prince of Thieves
Tagged by the lovely lady Sally via facebook. Saving all my notes from there for the blog, as per on of my rules of blogging...I'll get around to posting them soon. They are kinda like the rules of Zombieland, but not as cool.
Mood; reluctant.
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Moods
Having reviewed all of my previous blog posts, I'm going to institute a rule. Posting a mood along with which ever the topic is.
What I think am going to do tp get myself back into the swing of things I'm going to, for the next week, is post daily.
YAAAAY!!
What subject, you might ask?
It doesn't matter, I need to get to re-establish my style of writing. To see if I can turn down the blatant in-your-face 'tude I seem to rock (poorly indeed), it seems very prevalent to most of my previous posts.
I have been mulling over the idea of doing an art blog, and issuing challenges to myself and possibly actually going out there into the blogisphere and seeing who else is out there that I enjoy reading. I mean; don't get me wrong ms. rhapsody, I love you, but I need to know what my other options are out there. And I'm not talking just this one, but this one too, or this crap too. I will be doing a fair bit of pimpin' too, music, video's, awesome links I find while trollin'.
...well, now that that paragraph has eaten dick twice now, and I've had to re-edit my linkages like mad, I'm going to spice this up with some images. Fuck yah!!
Action Shot!*
Yah I went there. Deal.
So. It being Saturday, do I cheat and make today count? Sure why not. Next saturday we'll wrap up this daily post challenge and see how I stack up.
shit.
Well.
Having spent the night out, enjoying the dude's company, and seeing a coffee house at U of O, which turned out surprisingly well, despite the slow climb. The show, not the evening. The evening itself was remarkably well, but I haven't figured out how to shut up yet. Seriously, this is a skill every 27 year old woman should have, know when to SHUT UP. Oh well, the damage is done. Apologies all around on my ridiculously girlish behaviour of late.
Having decided that while I am looking for work I am going to paint my ass off for an upcoming set of shows and get more involved in getting myself out there, I randomly dropped in on DeSerres today and ran into the gentleman Marcus, who runs Basement Artists, which turned out to be a solid mini-jam about up-coming exhibits and shows that I want and am going to try to get too. Blew my mind, folks, this guy is wicked. Scored a five pack of canvases for myself and a gift for the dude, if he'll accept it.
Saw Astro-boy, surprisingly well done, even though I missed the intro, -shrugs- I cried at the end. Who's surprised? Not Ren, that's for sure. Ended up at Value Village where every thrifty shopper needs to visit. I tell you!
And now I am at home. Bored. Aren't you thrilled I decided to sit down? Hasn't this been the most fun ever?
I was entertained for a good hour checking out music video's and old link and laughing my ass off at the shit I use to listen too. My gods I've come a far ways.
Good News? I have art supplies.
Bad News? I have no inspiration.
Mood? Mildly entertain, kinda want to watch the rest of Hero's and possible find something mildly alcoholic. Brown Cow anyone?
Future painting themes? American Sign Language Anatomy!
* i.e. shittah webcam shot. fuck you, I'm too lazy to look for my own camera and my friends are to lazy to post party pictures. Assholes.
What I think am going to do tp get myself back into the swing of things I'm going to, for the next week, is post daily.
YAAAAY!!
What subject, you might ask?
It doesn't matter, I need to get to re-establish my style of writing. To see if I can turn down the blatant in-your-face 'tude I seem to rock (poorly indeed), it seems very prevalent to most of my previous posts.
I have been mulling over the idea of doing an art blog, and issuing challenges to myself and possibly actually going out there into the blogisphere and seeing who else is out there that I enjoy reading. I mean; don't get me wrong ms. rhapsody, I love you, but I need to know what my other options are out there. And I'm not talking just this one, but this one too, or this crap too. I will be doing a fair bit of pimpin' too, music, video's, awesome links I find while trollin'.
...well, now that that paragraph has eaten dick twice now, and I've had to re-edit my linkages like mad, I'm going to spice this up with some images. Fuck yah!!
Action Shot!*
Yah I went there. Deal.
So. It being Saturday, do I cheat and make today count? Sure why not. Next saturday we'll wrap up this daily post challenge and see how I stack up.
shit.
Well.
Having spent the night out, enjoying the dude's company, and seeing a coffee house at U of O, which turned out surprisingly well, despite the slow climb. The show, not the evening. The evening itself was remarkably well, but I haven't figured out how to shut up yet. Seriously, this is a skill every 27 year old woman should have, know when to SHUT UP. Oh well, the damage is done. Apologies all around on my ridiculously girlish behaviour of late.
Having decided that while I am looking for work I am going to paint my ass off for an upcoming set of shows and get more involved in getting myself out there, I randomly dropped in on DeSerres today and ran into the gentleman Marcus, who runs Basement Artists, which turned out to be a solid mini-jam about up-coming exhibits and shows that I want and am going to try to get too. Blew my mind, folks, this guy is wicked. Scored a five pack of canvases for myself and a gift for the dude, if he'll accept it.
Saw Astro-boy, surprisingly well done, even though I missed the intro, -shrugs- I cried at the end. Who's surprised? Not Ren, that's for sure. Ended up at Value Village where every thrifty shopper needs to visit. I tell you!
And now I am at home. Bored. Aren't you thrilled I decided to sit down? Hasn't this been the most fun ever?
I was entertained for a good hour checking out music video's and old link and laughing my ass off at the shit I use to listen too. My gods I've come a far ways.
Good News? I have art supplies.
Bad News? I have no inspiration.
Mood? Mildly entertain, kinda want to watch the rest of Hero's and possible find something mildly alcoholic. Brown Cow anyone?
Future painting themes? American Sign Language Anatomy!
* i.e. shittah webcam shot. fuck you, I'm too lazy to look for my own camera and my friends are to lazy to post party pictures. Assholes.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
WTF, I still have a blog?
Thanks to the dude, I was reminded I have a blog.
I may or may not post in this again.
Apologies to the dude for him finding this fucktard festival...but to my defense, it is a blog, and most blogs that are unthemed (like mine is) turn out to be livejournal quality rants. So you know, utter crap.
But at the same time I love my blog. Why? Cause in the day and age where a girl has spent most of her life experimenting in mind alternating activities, its kind of nice to know there is a place where some of her memories are documented in blog format.
We can blame facebook for ruining my blog. TAKE THAT FACEBOOK!! Ruiner of blogs, harbinger of internet creepers, and making myspace the livejournal of personal websites.
(Yes, I loathe myspace and livejournal, both are outdated and overrun by tween scene girls taking angled shots of thier too-thick makeup and undersized cleavage.)
Rest assured in the age of censorship and not trodding on toes, I will swear and mock and offend as much as I will use my vast vocabulary to stun, shock and impress...and brag. Much bragging will be had.
Now...to pimp or not to pimp...I'll have to come up with a decent blog to usher back in the era of Yve rants.
...Watch out Social Services Ontario, I'm going to kick your shit in!
I may or may not post in this again.
Apologies to the dude for him finding this fucktard festival...but to my defense, it is a blog, and most blogs that are unthemed (like mine is) turn out to be livejournal quality rants. So you know, utter crap.
But at the same time I love my blog. Why? Cause in the day and age where a girl has spent most of her life experimenting in mind alternating activities, its kind of nice to know there is a place where some of her memories are documented in blog format.
We can blame facebook for ruining my blog. TAKE THAT FACEBOOK!! Ruiner of blogs, harbinger of internet creepers, and making myspace the livejournal of personal websites.
(Yes, I loathe myspace and livejournal, both are outdated and overrun by tween scene girls taking angled shots of thier too-thick makeup and undersized cleavage.)
Rest assured in the age of censorship and not trodding on toes, I will swear and mock and offend as much as I will use my vast vocabulary to stun, shock and impress...and brag. Much bragging will be had.
Now...to pimp or not to pimp...I'll have to come up with a decent blog to usher back in the era of Yve rants.
...Watch out Social Services Ontario, I'm going to kick your shit in!
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Fishtank Idea
I've always fancied Black Moor's.
I don't really know why, anything carp are nothing more then trash factories, and fancy carp seem to be getting a lot of attention from popculture, and for me, its ruining the integrity of the history of carp. Ie. Seriously go google 'Koi, Pop-culture', and see what you get. Carp = a whole lotta shit.
And yet, here I am day dreaming about a tank with black moor's, a nice soft blue lamp, a subtle dark back drop, lots of big green leafy plants (obviously plastic because carp eat anything that lives), dark pebbles, probably a black and maroon combination and a trifecta of fat black moors.
I'd obviously do (for cheapness sake) a standard rectangular tank, likely a 15 g., in tank filter, maybe a snail for good measure, an apple snail so the cream shell and pink foot are lit up by the light.
OOOO pretty.
-sighs- what I would do if I had more room for pets.
beh.
I don't really know why, anything carp are nothing more then trash factories, and fancy carp seem to be getting a lot of attention from popculture, and for me, its ruining the integrity of the history of carp. Ie. Seriously go google 'Koi, Pop-culture', and see what you get. Carp = a whole lotta shit.
And yet, here I am day dreaming about a tank with black moor's, a nice soft blue lamp, a subtle dark back drop, lots of big green leafy plants (obviously plastic because carp eat anything that lives), dark pebbles, probably a black and maroon combination and a trifecta of fat black moors.
I'd obviously do (for cheapness sake) a standard rectangular tank, likely a 15 g., in tank filter, maybe a snail for good measure, an apple snail so the cream shell and pink foot are lit up by the light.
OOOO pretty.
-sighs- what I would do if I had more room for pets.
beh.
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