Happy Hump Day

"barney is more concerned with “dynamic range compression” and “the loudness wars” than the fact that he has shitty taste in music"

It's that time of the week again, when I try to make it a little more bearable for myself by bringing the cute, cuddly, and delightful. Check out http://hipsterpuppies.tumblr.com/ because quite frankly, it is the best.

The People of the Renaissance: They're Just Like Us!!

When Renaissance ladies go to their hair stylists:

"It's not quite what I meant by a youthful braided look ...."

"It's a little short ..."

"I'm telling you Giuliana, the bowl cut with fringe is going to happen. Just give it time."

"Well Fernando ... this hairdo is not exactly what I was thinking when I asked for something evening chic ..."

"Ugh... you're telling me."

"I've tried everything, but the only surefire way to cover grey is with this pillow case. le sigh."

Hump Day: Let's Get Juxtaposed

a few things:

(a) sorry about my lack of posting - you know, exams and such

(b) Wisdom from my Get in Touch with Your Inner Buddha book (one of my most prized possessions):

"It's often best to start at the - beginning except when something begins at 6 a.m."

(c) Am officially obsessed with Damages 

(d) Snow! Snow! Snow!

(e) This and This: "Go-ing up and down the bridge/ Play-ing scrabble in the graveyard"

(f) Off to write my first exam, wish me luck!

Beggin' Brownie

My friend decided to bake brownies for the first time today and was so excited that she sent me a picture ... naturally I exploited this obvious opportunity to mess with her.

Sweet Dreams

Atlas Holds the Heavens

This video is kind of a legend in it's own right and doesn't much if any explanation, suffice to say: you watch - you laugh. But I have to say that this morning I had the volume turned off on my computer and was listening to my ipod and when I clicked to watch this clip, the Dixie Cups' Chapel of Love came on and it just made this whole whole episode so much more amazing. Try it: It actually follows the beat. just restart the song when it ends (yes this is my bargain basement style dubbing - the recession is hard for all of us!)

Cute Overload Part Deux: Flashdance

This will probably be my new desktop background when I get around to being bored of the one I have currently.  I saw this picture on Cute Overload and was joyful. What made it even more wonderful? Although, I guess they decided to give it a different story on the blog, the file name was "Prosciutto, Pancetta and Sir Hammy Reenact Flashdance" I could not have thought of a more perfect caption myself. oink - It's a typical Tuesday.

Where the Cougars Are

When I saw the Headline: Where the Cougars Are in my september National Geographic (which I've just gotten a chance to read now at Thanksgiving) my brain first processed the word cougar as in a woman of a certain age or maturity who dates much younger men. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?! Also, what is wrong with the definition of Cougar on urban dictionary? I'm awful at spelling - this entry is criminal. For shame!

Who Needs Enemies? Prank War, Status Go.

Today I was innocently g-chatting with my fellow blogette when she decided to have a little fun. I had been complaining about this and that and expressing my general crabbiness - information she then exploited for the purpose of THIS

If we are being accurate here, I will fill in some of the gaps ....

TD is the only bank I do business with that harrasses me regularly for participation in surveys and new offers. TD is not my main bank and if they keep this up, they surely won't be. While I don't understand their policy of constant telephone sales, I understand that this is the burden I must bear in return for their very convenient hours and online banking. What I will not accept is innappropriate sales tactics such as I was forced to endure a couple months ago from a pushy telemarketer lady who propsed I should buy life insurance and when I consistently refused saying my mum would take care of it she responded: "Well what if you're mom was in a car crash and died?" I told her that I was lucky enough to also have a father. "Well what if they were both in the same car accident and died." I was so disgusted - apoplectic with rage and disbelief that I retorted: "They'd be fine!" and proceeded to hang up, hearing her smugly ask "They'd be fine?" as I did. I have regretted ever since hanging up the phone that day - I should have laid into her right then and there, ask for her supervisor etc. But I was so shocked and angry that I couldn't think rationally.

Since then I've received numerous calls from them, but always miss them until the last two weeks in which they've phoned thrice at the same time - the first two times I politely told them to call me back in the evening while not at work. The third: I did my business. I told them their policy was concerning at the least, offensive at most and always inconsiderate and poorly timed. I told the poor lady who had nothing to do with any of it I'm sure, that I had been forced to imagine a scenario in which both my parents had been killed violently (car crashes are violent y'all) and had been called while I was at work on multiple occasions including this one. I asked her to take me off their call list immediately and never call me again.

So you can imagine my rage when I get a call saying that I requested a call from them today. I said slowly "No... I did not ask you to call me back" my voice crescendoing reaching it's peak with "I told you to TAKE ME OFF YOUR CALL LIST. DON'T EVER CALL ME AGAIN!!" then slammed my phone off.

Minutes later I sheepishly realized the call was a prank from Ivana avec frere and began to feel like the biggest tool in the box. Who needs enemies with friends like this, eh?

Prank Wars are go.

What I'm Head Boppin' To (to soften the blow)

Teen Lovers - The Virgins

AAden: Aw Hells No Photo

Today I spent an actual-factual full day working my buns off doing finance stuff, so when I got home naturally I wanted to denumb my brain by looking on my trashy gossip websites. And what do I find?! These unintentionally hilarious shots of all the Gosselins playing nice .... well almost all. No surprise, the resident sourpuss, too-cool-for-school, all around "bitch, please" member of the troupe, AAden, was doing his best "I am NOT here" poses for the cameras. But you can't fool me AAden - I've used green, sorry: apple, coloured arrows to point this little him (trying to get out of the shots) out.

I'll give him props for his craftiness though .... examples:

AAden's Hat:

You know he's hiding a makeshift shank under that thing...

AAden's version of Eff Off


AAden's ability to play it cool with strangers:
Helps him make connections to the criminal underground of Pennsylvania or wherever the hell he lives.


He Know's how to get what he wants:
I'm pretty sure this is how he spends most of his days - lying on the couch, feigning illness to incite fights between his sisters.

Laugh-in!

My fellow blogette posted about this boy yesterday and I've been smitten ever since. He is absolutely hilarious. I love when something is funny enough to make me laugh out loud while by myself - it is a rareity in comedy for me. oh Bo Burnham - you done good.