Sunday, October 31, 2004

It Was A Graveyard Smash

Halloween. My favorite holiday. I get so excited for it every year. A chance to dress up as something different, fun, out of character. This year was the first year that I did not get to celebrate Halloween to it's true rowdyness because I had to work for the Halloween Pub at the Wave. Not that I am disappointed, but it was a change seeing the madness through sober eyes.

I can remember the last 3 years of Halloween Pubs at UPEI. 1st year I was Batman. Complete with the black and yellow underwear over my pants. 2nd year I was Sgt. John McLaine (Bruce Willis) from the Die Hard movies. The only way people knew who I was, was if I said "Yipee Kai-yay mother fucker." Then 3rd year I was LeeLoo from "The Fifth Element."

During these 3 years of Halloween Pub experience, I remember the lengths some people went to have an original, crazy costume. For example, there was a guy one year who came as a bed. With a real matress frame so that when he turned around he take out a good 3 foot radius of drunk people around him. Then there was a Volkswagon Van I vaguely remember and a rocket ship. For some reason I found this year people stayed pretty tame with there costumes. A lot of pirates, skanky cops, naughty nurses, supermen, angels, army people, etc.

If I was giving out awards, first place would go to the group of guys who came as all the characters from MarioKart. They even had little carts to hang around their bodies. It was beautiful.

My 2nd place award would be a tie. Jill MacDonald was a fabulous 80's hairdresser. It was perfect. She even had the Joico plastic smock. The other would be Ms. Janette Gallant. Sporting the Heart of the Ocean and a french accent, she was none other than Celine Dion.

The whole event didn't go over too smoothly and there were a lot of frusterated drunks but it seemed as though many people enjoyed themselves. Working the coat check I had a front row view of all the action. After clean up and finding a passed out Ninja Turtle in the male washroom, we ordered pizza and had some beers as we all exchanged stories of the evening. I made it home by 4:15am (but was technically 3:15 beacuse of the time change) and slept till 1am.

Now I sit, in front of the computer, with a candy apple, knowing that I should be studying Shakespeare. So on that note, I bid you all a happy Halloween and a good November.

Wednesday, October 27, 2004

3 Rye and Gingers and a Microphone

You may notice from the picture above, that my birthday evening started on a good foot. I hadn't even left my house and my eyes were already near closed. You can tell Janette is feeling good from her left lazy eye and Robyn as well with her red face. Sheena on the other hand was sober, so she looks normal....except for that Adam's apple thing happening on her throat.

The night truely started for me after our curling game. Devin, Robyn, Breck and I were in the Curl for Cancer tournament. And by curling "tradition" the winning team buys the losing team drinks. Being the great curlers we are, we lost (which is what we were hoping for) and the ever-so-nice team that we played bought us drinks. 3 rye and gingers later, Ashley thinks it's a good time to leave as she doesn't get too drunk before the actually party.

At the Dunsford residence is where the party continued and friends cam and joined the fun. Then we all got shipped off to Brown's Court, where Brent, Matty, and Tyler were having a par-tay. Ofcourse I had to run over to the Wave and get my brithday drink and meet Karen. Karen bought me a Jager shot, and I had a mystery shot on the house. This is where things get fuzzy. But all in all I had a great night. No sprained ankles so I'm happy. Posted by Hello

Tuesday, October 19, 2004

I Think I'm Turning Japanese

I made it to the Wave last night after class to catch the last 1/2 hour of Anchorman. It was such a tease. Now I have to wait until it comes out on video to see the rest. Oh Ferrell. I love you.

Tom and Sarah were also there which was great, because I wanted to see them before they leave for Europe tomorrow for 4 months. So we chatted and Tom and I talked about the crazy places we want to visit and crazy things we want to do before we die. I got so excited. I mentioned as well that I want to teach English in Japan after I graduate at some point. Oddly enough, another friend of a friend of theirs came and sat with us and was talking about going to Japan to teach English. It was very coincidental. And he has hookups and everything and can make some serious cash. He also offered to hook me up as well with the company and then we could go at the same time and be roomies because so it'll be a lot cheaper to live with some one else in Tokyo.

So I think I'm gonna move to Tokyo in January 2006. This is the plan so far. And an exciting one at that. Until then, I'll graduate, work a shit load just to make money and then begin my journies across the globe. I hope to see you all along the way.

Friday, October 15, 2004

B to the ORED

1. LAST MOVIE YOU SAW IN A THEATER? Alien vs. Predator
2. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING? The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy......trilogy of four
3. FAVORITE BOARD GAME? Scategories is always a favorite, cranium and taboo and classic team games, and I effin' rule at Monopoly
4. FAVORITE MAGAZINE? National Geographic
5. FAVORITE SMELLS? you really can't beat the smell of rotting plants and such...autumn smells so damn good, and my old pet cockatiel Chichi had the greatest smell ever
6. FAVORITE FOODS? applesauce
7. FAVORITE SOUND? the sound of someone biting a pickle and horse hoofs hitting cement
8. WORST FEELING IN THE WORLD? the moment right before you throw up
10. FAVORITE FAST FOOD PLACE? i can't name a favorite
11. FUTURE CHILD'S NAME? Eliot, Cordelia, or Isobel for girls....maybe Mercutio for a boy
12. FINISH THIS STATEMENT. "IF I HAD A LOT OF MONEY? Pay off the p-rents bills and buy them cool stuff, then travvel the world donating money along the way. Oh yeah, and by myself all the best scuba gear including a camera.....and a shark cage.
13. DO YOU DRIVE FAST? mostly faster than the limit.....but if the music is suiting I occasionally do some Sunday driving
14. DO YOU SLEEP WITH A STUFFED ANIMAL? most often yes.....frienship bear (carebear) and my blue blankie...i like having my arms around something
15. STORMS-COOL OR SCARY? LOVE storms...nothing makes my heart race faster. I love standingout in the middle of wind and rain blowing at a bajillion miles an hour....I miss you Juan
16. WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST CAR? nothing....but i am very attached to my mother's civic SE
19. DO YOU EAT THE STEMS ON BROCCOLI? of course, it's the best effing part
20. IF YOU COULD DYE YOUR HAIR ANY COLOR, WHAT WOULD BE YOUR CHOICE? im gonna try dying my hair blonde for the first time
24. ONE NICE THING ABOUT THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU. that the blog i stole it from has a terrifyingly scary face on it....and i like it..
25. WHAT IS UNDER YOUR BED? books, velux blanket, my old business card collection, journal
26. TOILET PAPER/PAPER TOWEL-OVER OR UNDER? it truely makes no difference to long as there is some on the roll i'm a happy girl.
27. MORNING PERSON, OR NIGHT OWL? i love the morning if i'm up, but i LOVE the night....i wish i never needed sleep
28. OVER EASY, OR SUNNY SIDE UP? scrambled......with jam
30. FAVORITE PIE? Strawberry unbelievable

Tuesday, October 12, 2004

Procrastination is the Devil

How many times I have I said that before. It will be the end of me. Each school year that goes by I say to myself, "OK Ash, this is a new year, start it off right, get things done ahead of time so there is no panic." And what do I do? Save it for the last fucking minute possible.

I have a Shakespeare essay due tomorrow, comparing "The Winter's Tale" and "Othello." I've had a-many weeks to do this. And I begin last night. Oddly though it doesn't stress me out as much as it should. Or maybe it is because I know I'm going to get it done no matter what. I always do. Maybe that's why I haven't changed my ways. I'm just too good at procrastinating. It's worked in the past so why change it right? It only makes me wonder though how much better my grades would be if I started writing/studying so much earlier. I know my grades would be awesome. I've proved it with a couple of the classes that I've actually enjoyed.

So it's 8:30pm and I have half my essay done. The other half will be a breeze. Then comes the typing. Which usually takes a couple hours because that's when I get the most critical of my writing. What ever is written on my rough draft never ends up on the typed good copy. The idea remains, but the words never do.

Monday, October 11, 2004

Wave Staff Parties= Rowdyism

Wow. So many posts in so little time. I had my Wave staff party tonight. Can I say wild? Fuck man. Such good times. The evening started out with a little bit of a game called Sinkers. For those who don't know, it is when you have a pitcher of beer and 6-8 people surrounding it. A glass floats in the pitcher and everyone takes turn filling up the floating glass to bring it close to sinking. The person who makes the glass sink, must reach in the pitcher with their hand and then chug the beer inside the glass. I never knew I chug beer until this night. And as each person was made to chug, our drinking song went as such:

"Drink Sister Ashley (or other name insterted here), Sister Ashley, Sister Ashley. OH drink Sister Ashley who's with us tonight!
She's happy, she's jolly, she's a Wave staff by golly
SOoooooo Drink mother fucker drink mother fucker drink, drink mother fucker drink mother fucker drink!"

So after that, we were all pretty drunk. And then the boat races took place. Vetrans vs. Rookies. And of course the vetrans won. Once again, I wasn't aware that I could chug beer.

From then on the night went by spending our drink tickets on ridiculous shots and eating pizza and dancing. Good ole Ashley Gorman and the gang. Entertaining us with his never ending Tenacious D. Me and Ashley also discussed how odd it would be if we were a couple and had to scream each other's name out during sex. So freaky. But we fake flirted anyways. He's so dreamy.

The last beautiful moments I remember is Mark Beer and Brody stripping down for body shots. A little disturbing to say the least, but at least they weren't utterly hideous.

So our first staff party of the year was a success. I think I got my most loathed co-worker fired. Thank god. I hate that kid. but everything was great, except I didn't get to learn the names of people that I keep forgetting. Oh well, just another few weeks of calling them "dude" or "bro" can't hurt right. Peace out y'all and have a good night.

Sunday, October 10, 2004

First Times for Everything

So last night was full of firsts. Maybe not as many as I would like, but enough I suppose. First off, I'll set the scene.

Shannon held a Thankgiving Appreciation dinner at Mr. Fleming's house. Lots of food. Lots of booze. 24 bottles of red wine to be exact. And then some. I was to work at 10pm @ The Wave. I planned on getting drunk fast and (somewhat) sobering up by work time. I got really excited and didn't want to have to go to work anymore. And this started out my night of firsts:

  • It was the first time I had ever called in "sick" to work and lied about it. And not only lied, but my first time calling in sick to get drunk. Thanks goes to peer pressure and Colin's cell.
  • It was my first time enjoying the taste of red wine. I drink white, but haven't mustered up my tastebuds to accept the beauty that is red wine, until last night. Thanks Fleming for the homebrew.
  • It was the first time I bought something at Value Village and actually thought it was tacky, and then all my friends liking it. Usually it's the other way around. But the purple squared dress I bought (intended for tackiness) turned out to be a hit! Thanks to all who made me feel like I had style.
  • It was my first time barging into another party and being the ONLY drunk person there. Talk about awkward. And there was even a baby there. It's hard acting sober when you're the furthest thing from it. Thanks Special Old whiskey.
  • It was my first time spraining my ankle! Jesus I couldn't believe that happened. Who knew my Wal-mart sandals would cause so much pain. I playfully jumped off the second step of Dave's porch and BAM! Over I went on my ankle. I am convinced I would have sprained it even if I was sober. Thanks to Jenn who massaged my ankle to walking/dancing ability. And Thanks again to Special Old and red wine for numbing the pain until this morning.
  • First time ever dancing to a band called "Cameltoe." Just Thanks.
  • Finally, it was my first time seeing a fight outside of Myron's in real life. Wow I hate violence. I never knew how much I did until I saw the real thing. It was a white guy and a black guy fighting. Then a black girl joined in some kicking. I felt like I was in West Side Story. I believe the fight was followed with an Ashley rant venting my hatred of violence and how people can be so effing stupid. Thanks to Matt G. for the street meat as we watched.
So that was my night in a nutshell. I had a great time, despite the ankle ordeal. And a big thanks to our hostess with the mostess, Ms. Shannon Comeau. Who called me mature and thanked me for being an adult. I almost laughed. She did laugh. Good times.

Saturday, October 09, 2004

Early Morning Pilot Post

I have just returned home from work. Another night of taking people's money at the Wave. My home away from home. But something about it is different this year. There's a different vibe. I don't know if it's just me, or the people around me. I find most of the new staff members really immature and ignorant. People are supposed to greet and meet at the front door of the Wave. It's a campus bar, friendly and welcoming. These new guys are all on fucking power trips just waiting to kick someone out of the bar. It's been driving me nuts. Of course there are some new people that I really like and that I get along with really well already. Then there are some old staff that are just kinda bitchy. Like tonight, I was told that if I needed more change for my cash, I could go into the spare float and change some bills for change right? And one of the older bartenders kneels down beside me and is like, "You know you not allowed to even touch that bax without me knowing?" And she was soo snotty about it! I could not believe it. And I was nice about it and said I didn't know, because I didn't. What a fucking bitch she was. There's one girl I don't want on my friend list.

I saw and Tom and Sarah tonight too. I missed them dearly. Tom is like my bestest friend. Why is that my bestest friends I can go without seeing for months and still consider them my favorite? I guess that makes them the favorite. The fact that you don't have to breathing down each other's necks 24-7. I like that I can do that with Tom and Tash. My 2 faves. My 2 T's. But Tom and Sarah are travelling Europe for 4 months. I'm really jealous. I can't wait to do that. I can't wait to escape.