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the daily junk

Sunday, December 07, 2008

All I need is a little bling

I'm at the point where I wish I had a Bedazzler so I could add some bling to my knee-wear.

| junky at 1:02 AM

Sunday, November 30, 2008

Oh, the places I can't go

You know what bugs me the most about this whole torn ACL adventure? Not being able to drive. I can handle the stress of trying to move around on crutches, and I've finally figured out to pee while keeping one leg completely straight, but not driving is a deal breaker. I can't go anywhere! I can't do anything. I had plans to take the new laptop out to Starbucks and christen her. I was going to drive to Frankenmuth, MI to get me some chicken, visit the year round Christmas store and hang out under the covered bridge. I was going to go places!

| junky at 3:51 PM

Monday, November 24, 2008

Snap, crackle, pop

I'm not a terribly flexible person. When someone asks me to bend down and touch my toes, I laugh and say, "I don't do that." But today, on more than one occasion, I have found myself sitting on the floor, forcing my hands to reach my feet. Why? Because last night, during my soccer game, there was a snap, and then there was excruciating pain, and then there was me, lying on the turf whimpering like a baby as pain raced through my knee. And that snap, oh yeah, that was my ACL. So for the next few weeks, I'll be rocking this oh-so-sexy knee immobilizer and attempting to look corporate chic while hobbling around the office on crutches.

| junky at 9:46 PM

Sunday, November 23, 2008

And theband played on

One of the things I have missed the most while being laptop less was music. I was reduced to listening to the radio. The RADIO people. And well, let's face it, the radio stations around here suck. So I'm frantically trying to download months and months worth of albums that I missed out on.

You know, this isn't a terribly interesting post. I actually wanted to post about an article that my boss read in the Globe and mail the other day about how it's a good time to be in communications, but I can't find the link. So there you have it. I'm a bit of a scatterbrain, but you, my senses are on overdrive.

| junky at 6:13 PM

Sunday, November 16, 2008

As soon as she brought me the coffee, I knew it was love

During my blogging hiatus, boyfriend and I took a one-day road trip to Michigan. Why? Partly because I had never been to an ihop before and partly because he had to go watch a hockey game. There's really not much to say about the hockey game. The goalie was terrible and I spent about 98 per cent of my time reading Eclipse. But ihop rocks. They let you have bacon and sausage and they bring you a carafe of coffee.


Oh yeah, and we came back with some Obama memorabilia. All in all, a good trip.










| junky at 3:07 PM

Friday, November 14, 2008

I've missed you..honest I have

This feels so foreign. And so strange. And yet, whenever something even
minorly interesting happens to me, I think about this. About coming home, pouring a glass of wine and blogging. About everything and anything. I think, I have to blog about how I balled my eyes out to Bedouin Soundclash's When the night feels my song, even though a) I have never liked it and frequently change the lyrics to suit myself, and b)my great-aunt (who passed away during my lengthy absence) would never have heard when the night feels my song.

And I want to tell you how good it feels to sell-out an get a nice fatty pay cheque every two weeks. And how close I am to that line in Mushaboom (you know the one), and how I have discovered that Andrea Lindsay, a French pop singer from Montreal, totally rocks my world.

| junky at 10:09 PM

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Today, I looked my new boss in the face and told her that we're so samesy. And yes, I was sober.

| junky at 10:02 PM