Happy New Year!

Okay, so I'm a couple of days late on this- but Happy New Year! I hope everyone had a fun and safe New Years Eve and all the best wishes for 2010! What did everyone get up to?

Apparently, 2009 was one of the worst years on record for a lot of people I know- myself included! My friends and I never really had any set plans for how we were going to celebrate. We figured we'd just wing it and figure it out as the night went on. We stopped off at a friend's party briefly to say hi to her before we headed out into downtown to meet up with another few friends. We arrived at the bar, and as soon as I walk in it feels like a high school reunion. At least 4 people I had partied with/graduated with were there. I haven't seen them in 5 years. (well, 6 now I guess?) It was kind of crazy but totally awesome to see them again.

We started drinking around 11ish, and by just after midnight, I completely black out. The last thing I can remember is dancing with some random people. I don't know how we got back to my friends house, I don't remember how we got in, I don't remember anything. It's like I just come to a screeching halt in my memories. I know I didn't have a lot to drink before midnight- certainly not enough to get me as drunk as I was. At some point, I apparently handed a drink off to one of my friends saying that it was too strong, I couldn't finish it and I didn't need anymore to drink. He finished it and also has no recollection of the rest of the night. We're certain that at least one of the drinks was spiked. When we came to the next morning, neither of us felt hungover- no headache, no nausea, no dehydration. If you've ever been in shock before, you'll know that feeling of being so cold that you can't warm up no matter what and that all your insides are shaking, right from down in your bones. That's what we felt like and it lasted all day.

When we woke, I called my dad around 9am to come and pick us up from our friend's place since neither of us felt we were capable of driving at the time. My dad brought us back to his, and we both fell asleep until the mid-afternoon. We didn't feel any better after getting more rest, but I wasn't as groggy as I was in the morning. My head began spinning, and it felt like every nerve ending in my body was jumping. It was a horrible feeling. I took Gorden back to his car, which was still sitting at the bar where we'd left it. We met up with the friend we'd crashed with the night before and started trying to piece together bits of the night. Neither of us remembers anything the friend was telling us. Apparently, we had a grand old time... almost had ourselves or our version of "The Hangover" according to the friend. (Even though, I haven't seen that movie yet.)

Top it off, my dad's credit card which I carry in case of an emergency is also missing out of my wallet. Its not at the bar, and there hasn't been any transactions made on it. I've retraced my steps as best as I can recall, based off what I've been told of my actions on NYE but its no where to be found. He's furious with me and doesn't believe that I could've possibly been roofied since apparently, that doesn't happen. Not as frequently as I'm claiming it does- However, this makes Gorden and I the 5th & 6th people I know personally to have been drugged at a bar in the past 2 years.

I feel violated, invaded and I'm absolutely furious. We have a pretty good idea of who it might've been, but there's no way of proving it. We'd wanted to have a really great new years eve- not one where we were so trashed we couldn't remember it, but one where it would go down in history as one of the most amazing nights ever. After all, not only was it the end of a decade, but it was also a full, blue moon. Lets hope that the way 2010 started, isn't the way it's going to continue.

It's time for the percolator...

Welcome to the craziness that is otherwise known as my life... I love my insane friends and my favourite bar. We have so much fun.

Jen, Myself & Gorden

Jen & Andy

Jen likes to dance on the bar and act seductively with Andy & Alana. lol
(you can see me & Gorden in the background of the photo w/ Alana- we definitely weren't paying attention.)

According to you....

Last week I was addicted to Ke$ha's "Tik-Tok"... Now I'm addicted to a completely different song. Orianthi's "According to You." It's so perfect for me. lol. It sounds like something I'd totally say to my ex. The first time I heard it, I thought perhaps it was a new Kelly Clarkson song, but then I realized the voice is too high pitched and doesn't have as much bravado as Kelly.

Not to mention, Orianthi's an incredible guitarist- she's played with the likes of Carrie Underwood & Michael Jackson, and really made a name for herself in what's a predominantly male aspect of music. I could only ever dream of playing an instrument like she can.

All you need is love

I felt this deserved its own post. I have the greatest best friend ever. I really, REALLY do. Not only does he put up with my crazy life, the ridiculous amounts of drama that seems to follow me, and he keeps me happy, but he also spoils me!

While I was out searching for my sister's christmas present, I stumbled across a beautiful black and white diamond accent necklace. When I was looking up the photos of the gift I actually ended up buying her, I stumbled across a pair of semi-hoop earrings that would've matched the necklace. I posted them up on facebook as a possible gift for myself and Gorden picked up on the hint and bought them for me as one of my christmas presents. He went ahead and told me so that I wouldn't buy them myself, so I already knew they were coming.

Shortly after I dragged myself out of bed this morning, the UPS guy showed up at the door with a package for me. I didn't expect them to arrive until tomorrow. I was on the phone to my mother at the time, so I signed off on them, opened them while still on the phone to my mother and audibly gasped at how pretty they are. They're small, but I had expected that. They're still drop dead gorgeous. And the note that was attached to it was the sweetest thing I've read in a long time- how did I wind up so lucky to have a friend as amazing as Gorden? Now I have to find an outfit to wear with them for New Years Eve, because there's no way I'm not wearing them the next time I see him!

Aren't they just gorgeous?!

So tonight I'm gonna party like it's 1999

I haven't been talking about my recent activities much. I just realized that. lol. I've been trying to keep quiet for the past week or so- obviously, as fun as it is, it's kinda difficult (and expensive) to be out every night.

Gorden came home on the 17th and we met up with Avys, Andy and Lori down at the bar. For a Thursday night, the place was pretty dead. Saturday, the 19th was my friend, Jen's, birthday. She fell ill (probably with whatever I have currently!) a couple of days before and ended up canceling her party. We met up with Andy again and once again headed out to the bar because I'd been looking forward to the party so much that I just couldn't sit at home all night!

Me & Gorden- I know, I already posted this but its my favourite

A few days later, I hit up the Ale House with Javi, Mike, Brent & Gorden- it was so good to see the BBY crew again. I missed them! It feels like it's been forever since I was last out with everyone. Next time, we'll have to get everyone together and go out like old times. It's a shame Javi isn't hosting another NYE party- last years was awesome.

Gorden, Brent & Javi.

Javi & Mike
(I really need to learn to check the settings on the camera before taking photos!)

Caity got back into town on the 23rd and had a reunion party at another place in downtown. Again, Andy, Gorden, Avys, Margaret and I were out for the evening. It was good to see everyone, even if the place she picked was somewhat more expensive than I'd been hoping. I tend to stick with the cheaper places in downtown- preferably with friday or saturday night specials. We said our hello's, made small talk then headed out to meet up with another few friends at our usual hangout. Unfortunately, my friends ended up getting distracted at the bar they were already at and by the time they realized what time it was, the bar's were kicking out. lol.

Caity & Tommy

Gorden, Margaret, & Avys- I really was drunk by the time I took this photo.

Boxing day I headed out to the cinema to see Pirate Radio with Gorden before meeting up with Andy & Jen. The movie was absolutely awesome btw- I loved the soundtrack. I was totally born in the wrong era- I should've been a child of the 60's & 70's. When I told my mum about the movie, she started remembering stories of how she sat around with her friends back in the late 60's and listened to the original Pirate Radio. As always, Jen was already dancing on the bar when we got there. She's just a little crazy.

Andy & Jen w/ Alana in the background

Yesterday consisted of running past the lawyers office to drop off the paperwork he needed, then running around the stores to do some window shopping. I ended up doing some actual shopping in the process, but the deals were too good to pass up. I got a denim mini-skirt from Old Navy for $14 ($8 of which was paid for with the remainder of a gift card I had from last xmas) which I may, or may not wear for NYE celebrations- I need to figure out what top to wear with it. It'll make an awesome summer skirt though. I also picked up a pair of sneakers so that I can start trying to work out more often too. I met up with Gorden for dinner at this amazingly delicious Chinese restaurant- I love good food with good friends. Unfortunately, being sick put a slight damper on how much fun I was having but it was still a great time. We stopped in at Best Buy to say hey to some of our friends and pick up a few things before I headed home for the evening. I'm just having a lazy day today and probably tomorrow in the hope of trying to rest up before the NYE celebrations- hopefully I can shake this cold... being sick on NYE is never fun!

It's been a month already...

It's only taken me a few weeks, but I finally managed to get a hold of all the paperwork, receipts, invoices etc. that my lawyer requested. I woke up feeling like death- I've obviously come down with something of a head cold (the fourth one since June!!) and I learned the hard way that taking cold meds on an empty stomach isn't the brightest idea I've ever had. I can't tell you how relieved I felt when I handed it in yesterday. The nausea suddenly disappeared, I suddenly didn't feel quite as miserable as when I woke up, and I actually spent the rest of the afternoon window shopping.

Now, it's all just a waiting game- getting the agreement written, and re-written, and re-written again until we're both satisfied with it. I still need to get my stuff out of the marital residence- that is, if he hasn't sold it or destroyed it yet. Which, no doubt he probably has. God forbid he might understand the value of anything, let alone someone else's personal property. However, the lease on the apartment is up at the end of January, and my stuff must be out of there before that otherwise I'm certain it really will end up going missing. However, he's tried to put a no-trespass order on me so I'm not allowed on the property without him or his mother present. I really don't understand why he's such an ass about everything though. There's really no need for it to drag out and be even more of a hassle.

A very, VERY late, TMI Thursday- The Magic Trick

I've been debating for a few days whether or not to write the TMI Thursday that's been floating around my head. Obviously, it's an extremely late TMI Thursday, but originally I thought I'd refrain from writing it until next week because I thought it would be in bad taste, what with it being Christmas and all. But Christmas has come and gone, and this is still floating around in my head and cannot wait until this coming Thursday as I'll be slightly preoccupied with celebrating New Years Eve. So, here goes.

Let me preface this by explaining a few things-
1. If you're squeamish about people's sex lives, look away now.

2. I'm highly allergic to most forms of hormonal birth control. I can't take the pill because I'm allergic to the dye in it. I can't have the implant or the patch, because I have skin allergies. Doctors don't even want to entertain the idea of putting me on deprovera, and I'm not yet at an age where I will consider mirena. Therefore, I've been on nuvaring for several years- it works wonderfully for me and I don't get any of the harsh side effects that everyone else complains of.

3. I am absolutely terrified of babies and STD's. Literally terrified. The thought of babies before I'm 30 makes me take a panic attack. The thought of having an STD ever in my life, completely puts me off even the thought of sex. No glove, no love- regardless of whether or not I'm on birth control, and I don't care how sexy you are. I still have 6 years till I'm thirty, and I don't wanna be dealing with any baby-daddy's.

Now, on with the story. You know how you really hit it off with someone, decide to go to bed with them, and then it turns out to be either really fabulously amazing, or a total disaster? yeah, that was one of these times- although, strangely enough it happened to be both? I'll try not to get too detailed and graphic for you...

A few years ago, I met this guy. I was completely into him- and I was almost certain he felt the same way. We ended up going out for drinks one night, one thing lead to another, and I stayed the night at his. Things were hot, passionate, pretty much as amazing as drunk sex can be. We're really getting into it, and after about 2 hours, and having gone through what seemed like a bazillion different positions, I finally climbed on top. It couldn't have been more than 5 minutes before we both realized something was wrong- the condom that had been on when we first started that position, was no longer anywhere to be found.

We both flipped out. We searched the bed, the floor, the pillows, everywhere we could think of. Of course, that killed the mood and everything was over and done with. I excused myself to the restroom, and thought that perhaps, it might have somehow ended up inside of me- I've heard of it happening to my friends, after all. I had a bit of a feel about trying to locate it, but I couldn't find anything. I figured it had to just be somewhere in the bedsheets and we must've just not seen it.

I ended up passing out for the next 4 hours or so. When I woke in the morning, I knew something just didn't feel right. Perhaps the nuvaring had been dislodged or something, and once again I excused myself to the bathroom. While checking to make sure the ring was back where it was supposed to be, I could feel something that seemed to be hanging off it. I pulled, but nothing would come. I ended up pulling out the entire ring- only to find the condom had somehow wrapped itself around the ring a few times. I removed the rubber & disposed of it, replaced the ring, and returned to the bed to tell him what had happened. He burst out laughing and his ONLY response was "ta-dah! we performed a magic trick!" and since then, it's been referred to as "the magic trick." It turns out, between the two of us talking about it, and piecing everything together... apparently, horse back riding since i was 10 years old has given me really strong kegel muscles...

The next time we slept together, he kept pulling my nuvaring out unintentionally. I've gotta admit, his face was a picture when he realized what he'd done. Can we say a series of unfortunate mistakes? (even if it was the best I've ever had?)

ohmygod...

You know those times where you're absolutely dying to tell someone about something that you think is totally amazing... but you know absolutely no one else would be interested in hearing about it, or that it could get you into a lot of trouble if anyone else knew the details?

Yeah, I'm having one of those moments right now.

Merry Christmas

Kitsch = Love

Since it's 3am on Christmas day, I'm bored and I have nothing better to do, I've been combing the interwebz for little bits and pieces I'm intent on getting whenever I do finally get my new apt. The style of the apartment that I shared with my ex didn't reflect even an ounce of me in it. I mean, it was comfortable- but none of it was really my style. I wasn't really "allowed" to have my stuff out- things like my prints & posters and god forbid I might look at something that he considered "hideous" (such as leopard or zebra print, or old school tattoo styles) because that might lower the tone of the decor. heh. As you've probably noticed, I tend to be into really kitschy, retro-ish, rockabilly, novelty type decor. It makes me happy.

(PS. I *was* originally going to do a TMI Thursday, but I figured I'd save you from this weeks, since it's xmas and all.)

Pin-up Girl Coaster Set

Yorick Votive

Midnight Wall Sconce

All I Want for Christmas is You

My best friend, Gorden & I out and about last weekend

I'm so lucky and so grateful for the wonderful friends I have in my life. They're my rock. My everything. I don't know what I would ever do without them. They've provided me with so much support and strength in these past few months- that alone is the best christmas present anyone could ever give me. Thank you.