Irony?…Maybe Just Lack of Sleep

My mom’s financial advisor came over last night to discuss investing with me. So far I’ve heard the “This is what a mutual fund is” speech 3 times. Yes, I know it’s highly diversified, yes I know it’s good to buy when the market is down, yes I know that market fluctuations are a good thing…blah blah blah. Anyway, while trying not be a know it all my eyes began to wander and I noticed that on the guy’s shirt pocket there was a little label that said: CRAPS. It was over. After that I couldn’t even look at the guy in the face, I kept staring at CRAPS thinking, he’s telling me how to manage my money, but he has the name of a popular gambling game on his shirt…

Of course I could’ve just read it wrong and it could’ve actually said CHAPS….which would make a lot more sense and at that point would have been just as funny to me.

One Year Older, None the Wiser

I’ve finally finished the last of my grad school applications and have decided that if even one more person asks me what I want to do in life I can’t be held liable for my actions on account of the dreaded STATEMENT OF INTEREST CRAZIES. My answer to that golden question? No. I do not know what I want to do in life, but if you’d like I can make up an answer that you might find acceptable. Now I just have to work on saying that with a large smile on my face. If you didn’t know me so well I would say that it’s exhausting to talk about myself that much but really I’m telling you this on a blog…we all know if I wasn’t a little bit self-centred you wouldn’t hear from me as much as you do.

Speaking of self-centred, it was my birthday a little while ago. Somehow this year my near and dear found a way to make me feel like the biggest self-indulgent princess ever. Presents make me feel guilty! Give me a paperback from a used bookstore and I’m happy. Give me something that costs more that $15 and I become intensely uncomfortable and WILL try to return said present to you. Not because I don’t love it, just because I can’t wrap my head around why you would do such a thing for me!

This year I’ve had five separate birthday celebrations starting with one in a brunch place I’ve decided I don’t love with Hijabman (the latent Canadian) and RunLikeTheWind (whose alter ego Problematic Girl can leap tall generalizations with a single argument!). It was nice to finally meet RunLikeTheWind–who I’ve been trying to hang out with for the last few months. She somehow makes me feel less crazy for thinking about “identity” and other such obnoxious terms! More on that later.

Celebration number 2 happened while I was on tour in Fredericton in a hotel room that we almost got kicked out of for excessive noise (although we were playing what was supposed to be  really quiet game). It was midnight when I cut the cake and none of us had eaten in 10 hours. So the 8 of us inhaled a cake intended for 16. We were so hungry in fact that more than one of us were driven to extreme anger when we realized we couldn’t eat the plastic leaves on top of the cake. Why would they put it there if they didn’t want you to it?!

When I got back to Toronto I got to see the Owl and the Sparrow and eat at Pizza Libretto (where I realized my distaste for family style seating…no I don’t want to foster a sense of community with strangers) for my official birthday party.

This brings us to celebration number four. I’ve always loved the Sound of Music. It’s one of my all-time favourite movies. So you can imagine how excited I was to see it on stage with the family! It was strangely reminiscent of a similar trip my family took down toe the Skydome for my ninth birthday to watch Aladdin on Ice. I dunno…Aladdin on Ice looks like it has some stiff competition!

And last but certainly not least I hung out with the Banana and the Bean…also known as the Budding Solicitor and his Life Boss in the cave. Why am I being so secretive you ask? I have no good reason. We were hanging out (as we often do) in their basement office talking about nothing (as we always do) after a prolonged absence from one another. It was good to be home.

Anywho, this year they’ve outdone themselves and guilted me right outta the water. Now to return the favours.

PS: Sadly, this isn’t the update post in its entirety.