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Coronation Street, I love thee

So about nine months ago, Tony Gordon did something horrible to Maria Connor. Plainly, he had her husband killed, on the night that she was to tell him that she was finally pregnant. On the surface this seems terrible, horrible, wretched. The waters are muddy my friend. Liam Connor(the husband) was having an affair, and at the moment trying to convince his mistress to leave her fiance so that they could run away together(quite literally, through text message, to the woman who was actually WITH Maria at the time) Who is this mistress you say? None other than Ms. Carla Connor, engaged to Tony, widow of Liam's brother. This is all back story, the blog starts here:

Lately I am finding it hard to hate Tony. To begin with, he is a very handsome man. Secondly, he has fallen in love with Maria, and that makes him even more handsome. It's as though it's wiping out the horrible thing that he did. He is sweet, and kind, and sensitive, and for some reason I can't seem to remember to hate him. They give you glimpses of the terrible, controlling man that he really is, when he viciously dumps the hair shop girl(who's name I can never remember, she is new, and ditzy) and makes her slightly afraid of him in the process. I was reading about Alison King aka. Carla Gordon(formerly Connor, she married Tony eventually) a while back and it always sticks out in my mind that there are rumours that she will be back on the street, only to commit murder. Given the current storyline, I can't stop wondering, will it be Maria or Tony? Carla knows that Tony killed Liam, so it is most reasonable that it will be him that she offs. But there is also this nagging voice that it will be Maria, mostly because, after all, it is a soap opera and that is the most dramatic option. Carla will return in August of this year, after Alison Kings maternity leave ends. I don't know if I can wait another 2 months!!!! Ahhhhhh I love me some corrie.

Where the Hot

Just this morning, I lay in bed listening to the birds, feeling cold. I wondered, where is the hot? Given the cool rainy spring we have had, I surmised that any day now, we'd hit the vicious wall of sticky heat that is a summer in southern Ontario. I haven't been checking the weather lately, what with my frantic job search, except to see what the day will hold. Imagine my surprise when I checked the long term forecast this morning only to see this :



I can not wait for Wednesday, though I should know better, as the Weather Network hates me and always teases my like that.

Whoozat now?

There is a crazy lady that lives in my building who likes to tell me that everything is going to be Ok. I wonder, does she do this for my benefit, or her own? Often she tells me she went to the school and sorted it out. Now, this woman is blonde, about my height, and of the same shaped face(round). Sometimes I think that she seems someone else when she looks at me, possibly a daughter or neice, and that she has done something for them in the past, and relives it when she sees me. I find her to be fascinating.

Ouch

Staff meeting tonight. Whmis training. Boo. Three years open. So they gave us champagne, now my head hurts. Screw you sentences.

Early Shift

This week I have to be at work at 6.45am. Sadly it means no walking, as I must use the car, for I do not wish to have to abandon my nice warm bed, at 5 am! 7.30 shift next week.... maybe walking.... maybe.....

Walking Tour

I have had the opportunity to walk to(and then from) work twice this week. I really enjoyed it, so much actually that I have told Josh that this summer I want to be the one who takes the bus when it is necessary. He doesn't like it when I walk to work, as I walk along a busy street, and he worries for me. I think that my two adventures this week may have convinced him to not worry so much when I choose to walk. I hope to be doing a lot more walking in the coming months, and I will be bringing my camera(poopie as it is) with me!

Re: Camping

Camping was fun, but way too cold. Came home after only one night :( Pictures on FB.

Le Camping

We are finally going camping this weekend. All it took was Josh's friend basically tricking him in to going, but we are off to Balsam Lake early Saturday morning! I am so pumped, as I have not been camping since Josh and I started dating. I really hope that he enjoys it, because I have purchased camping gear now and I plan on using it many times!!!!!! We are now the proud owners of camp dishes and cups(minimizing garbage!!!!), a Coleman air mattress and a beautiful new grill that I will be able to use on our balcony once we return! I really hope we have a good time, I may even bring the hammock!!!! *does the excited dance*

Bad - Acting or Editing

The dead body by the water on Fringe tuesday night blinked. IT BLINKED! Gay.

The Truth About Bears

My good friend Bear asked me what I think is wrong with David Boreanaz. As an actor, nothing, he is a good one. I am constantly amused by the method in which he plays his current character, Agent Seeley Booth(a name which has been stolen and added to my "possible names list"), who tends to be funny in a quirky sort of way. It's the man himself I'm too fond of. If you take him apart, he suits the name David, the man is nothing short of a god, with a hard, rippling body that shows barely any trace of fat, a strong jaw and nose, twinkly eyes that crinkle when he smiles, a widely set mouth, an a lush full head of hair. Sounds like a dream, doesn't he? Well, now lets look at him as a whole! The body, still rad, Bear's got me there. The strong jaw and nose? Well my friends, they seem to be disproportionate to the rest of his head/face. Almost as though he needs a stronger jaw, to compete with a large forehead and bulbous head. His ears are too small for his head. His nose could actually be a bit smaller as well. His eyes are deeply sunk, which in some cases can be alluring, but considered with his mouth, is not. Ahhh his mouth. It's a wide and beautiful mouth, which should be lush and kissable, but it is not. When using his very emotive mouth, he can create a very sexy look, but at rest, it is very oddly shaped. Interestingly, his mouth is similar to my husband's, it's all about the way it points up at the sides. Very alluring when properly proportioned, but alas, in order to go up, one must go down, and David's lips have their downturn just a little to close to the middle which when mingled with the fact that at the crest of his upper lip it almost disappears makes his upper lip seem to melting down on the the lower one. This also makes it look like he might be a bad kisser. Also, and I hate to bring it up because it adds fuel to my sister's fire, but what is with his teeth? I think they are rounded, which makes his mouth seem odder sometimes when he opens his mouth. Putting him all together gives him a look that is the reason he is famous, he looks like a lycanthrope.(or a vampire) As a vampire or werewolf, he is hot, hot, wanna do him in the woods right now hot. This doesn't translate well to reality very well for me. As Agent Booth, he is funny, kind, sweet, caring, and even heroic. Just not hot. Maybe Ok. So there.

Good Morning

It is 5. I've been up since 4.30 pondering this: Sleep or Bones?





I so sad. Such big loser.

Hmmmmm

Josh's shift at work has changed and now he works ten hours a day, four days a week. He starts Sunday, and his last day is Wednesday. This means that two days a week, while I am at work, josh is at home. It seems he may be bored. I have become much enamoured with the way that he behaves when I get home from work. After being cooped up all day, he is full of energy, and tends to want to wrestle with me for a good hour. I miss this Josh. It's the Josh that isn't bogged down by the horrible working conditions of a tech support agent. It's the Josh I met and fell in love with. I think that I need to get a job that pays about 80k a year so that I can have a house husband. I'd be pretty thin, it's a hard workout fighting off a 6 foot 260lbs man!

Bones

I never watched the show Bones, mostly because I watched Buffy and Angel and had oreviously concluded that David Boreanaz is really not the best actor. Recently, during a week long flu virus, i started watching it. I am now completely obsessed. I watch several episodes each day, and have caught up to the third season in the last two weeks. One of my favourite things that I like about the show is Dr. Zack Addy, a quirky, odd fellow who groans/moans when he disapproves of what is being discussed. You almost can't hear it when he does it, but it makes me giggle every time. I think a lot of why I like this show is the simple fact that every character is sort of weird. I like weird.

Blog-o-what?

I am obsessed with blogs. I can't get enough. I believe that it feeds my deeply seeded need for voyeurism and this is why I hunger for more blogging. Unfortunately, I'm not very good at concentrating on one task, and therefore read only about 10 different blogs. The bloggers do not write enough for me, and instead of doing the normal thing(read: finding MORE blogs to read) I do the abnormal(read: get mad at non-blogging bloggers and scream obscenities at my screen) Seriously. What the hell is wrong with me?

<3

I am sorry. I love you, I really do, but I can't seem to put words to keys lately. I will try harder. I promise.

Bugs

For some reason, one that I can not explain, I can not stand it when I hear a man say "Mr. So-and-so is my FATHER, Call me Joe" Ugh, even typing it out made me shudder a little. I wish I knew why it bugs me, but I really can't figure it out.

Lost Things

It's not that easy to find people on FB. I have been looking. I have a small obession with someone who left my life a very very long time ago (about 29 years, thats right after I was concieved if you were wondering) and have been looking lately, more out of an obcene need to be let down than anything, knowing what I know about said person. Alas, with a surname like Douglas, it is nearly impossible, and I am getting frustrated. I get on this kick once every ten years or so. I start wondering what parts of me are there that I don't understand simply because I have never met the person who gave them to me. What parts of me are truely unique and not just shadows of my dna providers. Who am I really? I would be one of those parents who wouldn't be telling my kid they were adopted until they were old enough to process just what that meant. I knew too young that my father didn't want me, and I believe that a lot of my personal issues stem from a general feeling of unwantedness. Would I have been more of a risk taker, if I hadn't been hurt so early in life? Would I be less shy? Would I be less giving? Would I be less of a door mat, just so that you will like me, please god like me, WHY DOESN'T ANYONE LIKE ME?!?!?!?! Seriously, where is the free counselling baby, I'm in NEED!

Awesome-less

The awesome-ness of other people blogs/writing style makes me jealous. I wish I didn't suck so badly.

If you're bored, then you're boring

It makes me giggle when my cat cleans his underside. Mostly he rolls back on his bum and does some freaky yoga move, with his legs stretched out in front of him, sometimes hovering over the couch. This, as stated, tickles me.