C is for Cookie

I haven't blogged in SO long! Geeeeeeeeeze! A few things have come about, such as I am now a BC resident and have switched my job, my car, my residence, my friends, and basically my life as a whole. Yeah, no big deal except the hugest deal of my life.

I have a bit of a random stockpile of photos, so I'll try to weave some kind of massive story from them, mmmkay?

This is B:



She is my hot little sister and she is very lovely. We had a very nice sister's weekend a few weeks back when my older sister came from Calgary so I took my BRAND NEW CAMERA (no big deal) and took some shotty shots. Do I look like my sisters at all?






(Why do I post such awful pictures of myself? ....more to come later...)

The weekend before I skipped outta town, we went for supper with Kelly and Cephas to Colosseo Ristorante on Corydon.


They are always such b's there. When we go for supper with Kelly and Cephas, we make sure we always go to a place we both have a coupon for in the Entertainment Book. So we went, and we didn't give the coupon to her right away and she was a bit of a b to us. I don't like giving it to them before we have our meal because then they treat us like crapizzle. Fo' shizz.

After we stuff our gullets, we headed over to Kelly and Cephas's to watch 'Date Movie' on their new big-ass tele. It was pretty nice, but at the same time sucked because then Marty was thinking we could get one. Nice try, yo. Nice try. Oh, and the movie was shizzy. Um...then we went for ice cream.




I was so full. *This is NOT a dramatization.*





The week went by uber fast. On Thursday, my loverly place of employment threw me a farewell lunchy at wherever I wanted. I chose Moxies (you are welcome, boys.) There were 18 people there, so that means that at least 25 percent felt somewhat fond of me. Ha! Best! So many people care...sniff sniff. Even my old boss/buddy Horatio came for the event:



And of course, your friend and mine, Queechon Carlos Cognosio Jackson:



And some of the loverly ladies:






Sniff sniff



After work I went for a 90 minute massage in which I was rubbed very hard, it was hot, and then I fell asleep (insert joke here). I met up with my old pal La Funk at Perkins for some suppa.


It was such shizz! I ordered this salad and some of the lettuce was all brown and wilty (grossie), so I picked it off and when she (finally) came by to ask how everything was, I said the lettuce was grossie. She said that's how all the lettuce was coming into Winnipeg. ...Um...yeah right b! I paid 12 shittin dollaz for that crapizzle that's what you layin' down? I just about when gangsta on her ass, but I was still tired from being rubbed.

Friday the 28th was my last day with AU...I got into work only to find all my desk crap strewn everywhere and a million sticky notes on my monitor...


Gee, I wonder who did that? (Courtesy of Joey Jo Jo Jr. Shabadoo)

I ended up going for lunch with my buddy Kelly to the Promenade Bistro in the Frenchie Quarter and it was soooo greasy-spoon diner-ish. But I was happy to see her again before I left.



And now, I'm going to try something all new for a blog...a self-explanatory interlude.





End of Interlude.

Friday after work, we had a bit of a partizzle at Tavern United, just me and the bros and hoes. Brett bought me and Queech some dirty hookers. Sigh..they were so beautiful...so tasty. Lemme just say this now: Brett, if you ever need a dirty hooker, I will buy one for you - heck, maybe even two. I got your back bro. I got your back.

Then....it was onto the martinis.


Martini 1


Martini 2


Pina Colada 1 of 2 (Thanks for the booze brozefs!)

It wasn't ideal patio weather...kind of rainy and windy, but it did not dampen my spirits. Literally...we had an umbrella.




Patti and her first mini bottle of wine of three





After some sad goodbyes, Patti was still raring to party, so she got more wine and we chit-chatted about more things than I thought I would ever chit-chat about with her...(booze'll do that.)



The next morning I was up on my way out of the city at 5:30 AM.





I did NOT doll up at all to drive, so nya. The beginning was okay, but by the time I hit Portage, I got a little bored. So, being the enterprising young lass that I am, I decided to take up reading my Blender while driving (and apparently taking pictures of myself.)


(See? I said bad pictures.)

That ONE magazine took me all they way from Brandon, through Saskatchewan...



... and into the edge of Alberta. Driving never went by so quickly and/or dangerously.

There were bits of time when I wouldn't read, like driving throught the podunk-towns so I wouldn't hit the pedestrians and shizz, so I developed what I like to call "The Agricore United Location ID Game." In this game, I utilized my knowledge of the Agricore United asset subledger to correctly identify (based on memory) the location ID that will identify the assets for the elevator I was passing. Example:


Qu'Appelle Valley = GRQUAP1


Dunmore = AGDUNM1
Man, I am so best.



Of course, Medicine Hat is home to the World's Largest Tepee. Am I the only who thinks that it would be a better claim if it was covered and people could actually stay there? Like, the tepee hotel! Coolie!



Upon arriving in Calgary at 4:30 PM local time, I dented the shizzle out of the bottom of my new car and headed over to Sis's place. She suggest the Keg, and I was like, hell yes! And then she said she was going to pay for me, so I was like, hell yes! x2.


My version of Ashlee Simpson's old nose. (SNAP! BURNT!)




This is my big sis, Sis. Thanks Sis.

The next morning I headed out again bright at early, at 5:30 AM local time.









Not much to report for the day...drive was good! I drove a bit like a maniac, but once I reached the Coquihalla highway, it was hard not to. Average speed was probably 145 km/h. Turning at that speed is pretty freaking scary! After I almost hit someone, I decided to slow it down...and since I was about an hour away from Abbotsford, it was no real sacrifice. Man, those people were mad though. They rolled down their window and bitched me out so hard! I however, couldn't hear a damn thing they were saying since I didn't roll down my window to hear them. So all in all, we both won. Yay us.

I went to work on Monday and got paid as soon as I got in. 'Twas nice. On Monday night, the whole gang of us (cousins, aunts, uncle) headed to the rec centre to swim our patooties off. The only real reason I'm typing this is so that I can post this picture:


This is my cousin Kaitlyn. I told her she to flex her muscles because she looked like a wrestler. Best!

So...to make a long story short, I'm here now. This is what I've been waiting/hoping for, so it will be interesting to see how everything turns out...to those back at home, don't forget me! DAMN YOU! (or not...I'm so kidding doodies. I heart ya's.) To those here or those I've not met yet, holla! I'll see what the long weekend brings, but hopefully everyone has a really awesome one...take care!