• A new girl started in our warehouse on Friday. I’m a little bitter over the fact that I was introduced to her as ‘Danielle – The Receptionist’. No offence to receptionists, but I didn’t got to University for four years and major in Fashion Design to be referred to as the receptionist. Granted, it was one of the warehouse staff who did the introductions and I’m pretty sure the warehouse staff has no idea what each one of us does here in the Design Department, but still. Bitter, bitter, bitter.

• I am finally led to believe that this ‘pimple’ I’ve had in the crease of my mouth for the past week is most likely some form of Cold Sore. Not to be too graphic but it is covered by a little scab which constantly breaks open every time I open my mouth. Hurts like a mofo.

• I no longer have to go to Forever 21 this evening, which makes me happy. They left the security cookie on the $5 t-shirt I bought Friday night. (Honestly, who security cookies something worth $5) The alarm did beep when I left the store, but I ignored it and no one said anything to me. My bad though because I was pretty pissed when I went to wear it Saturday night and couldn’t cause there was a giant tag on it. I brought it to work this morning thinking our security cookie remover might work on it, even though it’s a totally different shape. Worked like a charm! Security tags are nothing but a big lump of magnets and metal, so all you need is a stronger magnet to remove it. That’s your shoplifting tip of the day.

• This coat still smells like Fire and Febreze thanks to yours truly thinking it was a smart idea to wear it to a bonfire. Only problem is, its the ONLY coat I own, so I didn’t really have a choice. I need to remedy this, this coming Fall. I need more coats.

• No one is here today, but I feel motivated to actually work. This is a good sign.

Saturday was a full impact day that started off with me discovering my car had been keyed. Yaya! I get to spend $300 for no reason!!!

I then went and picked up Pat from Dario’s house, where they were trying to figure out how to hook up the Nintendo.

It’s hard to seperate lovers when they don’t see each other often.

Pat wanted to go down to this Roller Derby sale in Vancouver. He had informed me that it was near Terminal so the plan was to take the sky train to Main Street and then walk from there. Thank God I was feeling lazy and decided to drive instead because we drove around for half an hour trying to find the place, which according to Google Maps on Pats pohone was in the middle of train tracks, only to realized that the place was actually a block away from my work. SRSLY PATRICK! If only he had given me the actual address ahead of time it would have taken me 20 minutes to get there! Oddly enough I drive by this place every day after work and have thought to myself many times that I should tell Pat about it, but never put two and two together.

Roller Derby crowds are always very interesting. We were talking to one girl who laughed and said, “I’m in roller derby, but do I look like a freak? I don’t understand why people dress so wacky for this”. I agree. There was your mix of Punks, and Goths, and 40 year old women in hooker boots on a leash. You know, the usual.

We had to wait in line for an hour because the store is small and they only let so many people in at once. I didn’t buy anything but Pat got some wheels and stoppers.

I then had the brilliant idea of going to Memphis Blues for lunch.

Pulled Pork for me and Brisket for Pat. Nom nom nom.

I promised Pat a Pork and Bacon filled dinner, something ever Jew wishes for on their Birthday. I then realized after dinner that I forgot to put bacon in two of the dishes. Ha. Woops.

I was in a mad rush as usual.

I made…

Sweet Bacon Wrapped Pork Loin
Hand Cut Shoe String Fries with Lemon Salt
Onion Gratin with Creme Fraiche and Cheese
Caesar Salad

The shoe string fries took forever to deep fry. Everything else was ready to go but we had to wait for the damn fries.

I was actually surprised at how well the Onion Gratin turned out since I have never made a recipe that used onion as the main ingredient. Everyone thought it was really good which I was thankful for!

A nice little triple date.

Pat and Dario then shared their newly discovered shot with us; The Flaming Etna. Half Fire Ball half Sambuca.

It was actually really tasty!

Off to the Cambie for the usual Patrick Zaph Party Adventures.

We sat on the Patio for the first bit because it wasn’t too cold, but we then had to move to the inside as we froze our butts off.

That’s the truth.

I finally let my mark at the Cambie.

The Pat Zaph Trio

I made a new friend.

It was a good night until Elise went to the bathroom and discovered two people in the stall beside her were having sex. She was mortified and sat at the table in shock for the rest of the night. We all found it pretty hilarious, though, if I were in her position, I probably would have been totally disgusted.

Pat left on Sunday and we weren’t going to see him so we said good bye that night.

Another amazing weekend!

Until next time my little Jewish friend.

We miss you like you will never understand. Things are only normal when you are here.

Friday Night Housewarming Party at Mr. Perizzolos!

The big joke was going to be if Dario was actually going to put the heat on in the house, or if he was expecting all of us to warm it for him.

I received at txt from Shaz at 7 that said it was freezing cold, so clearly he hadn’t turned the heat on!

The night turned into a scotch fest, greasy food, singing and dance party.

Dario set up a specialty Puke Station for Chad. Thankfully, it was never used.

Hey LOOK! It’s our Jewish friend Pat!

Chad is not included in the group of Champions.

We found out that night that Dario had become the proud parent of a 10 pound bag of sugar.

He is a natural born father.

Chad thought he would take a turn holding the Baby.

Dario then prepares him for burping.

Burp the Baby.

People were constantly making sure the heat was set to the right temperature.

Oh no. They have already started.

I’m sorry. Whats this? Brass Knuckles plus a Tazer??? Is that really necessary?

We attempted to Curl using rolly chairs. Didn’t work that well.

Pat practicing his best ‘Ryan Warner’.

Chad bought Dario a bottle of Scotch as a housewarming gift.

I think I see Chad singing.

This is clearly when we all started to loose our minds.

Old Man Ciavarro had to sit down for a bit.

Pat and I were givin it hard.

This is what I look like when I am rapping.

Uh oh. Is Chad going to dance now?

Pat is VERY excited.

Chad is obviously very embarrassed.

Dario and Pat did some pretty amazing harmonizing as well. We all agreed that it was the best they had ever sounded.

We decided to have a 12:01 meat party. Unfortunately there were only 6 of us left, and a lot of meat to eat.

Chad chose potato skins. They looked neuclear.

Right after this picture was taken I fell asleep on the couch. Literally.

All the dancing and singing wore me out.

It was a good party. The start of many parties. Darios house is a good party house, I can already tell. All he needs is to get the big screen working.

I’m calling it. Next weekend hockey game is at Darios!

IT’S MONDAY! I’M ALIVE!

Ok the weekend wasn’t that crazy, and I’m actually not as tired as I thought I was going to be, which is very, very, good!

The apartment is literally a disaster and it is driving me nuts just thinking about it. I need to obsessively clean it.

There are pictures to come, but things need to be organized first, so they will arrive sporadically throughout the week.

Pat is already back in the ‘berta which is LAME, but there’s nothing we can do about that right now.

Chad is home from work today and took my car in to get fixed. It was keyed on Friday night. Not just ‘they ran the key across the door”, but more like ‘they severely dug the key into several spots on the car and grinded out the metal’. Yea, thanks Ass Hats. I love spending $300 to get a my car fixed just for fun.

As for me, I woke up to the bright hot sun, thinking it was Mid-July, and decided to wear flats, no socks, no sweater, and a Spring jacket. Guess what door knob, its 4 DEGREES OUTSIDE! Le sigh. The clouds are now rolling in and I am going to become an ice block. At least Claudia did the same thing.

I just want to be a home body this week.

omg. It is sunny and snowing outside my window now. WTH.

It’s Friday.
It’s sunny.
We are on the cusp of a memorable weekend.
And all I can think about is how depressing today is.
The girls at work agree with me.
They are emo too.
We have no idea why.
But today just doesn’t feel all that great.