spoiled chinese girl

In an attempt to not flood people with nothing but walls of text, because really, who wants to read that much text without a few photos thrown in once in a while?

I mean, I guess if I’m to ramble on and on about myself in a blog, at least it’s *my* blog, and not someone else’s blog. And all the stories are 100% relevant to the subject of the blog, me. Also any photos I post are relevant to the post that I’m writing about, also about me.  And don’t get me started on the time that it was fashionable to have an onion on my belt!

So here is a photo of a print out of an x-ray my dentist took in March 2009.  I needed the x-ray done, and I thought it was cool that my facial piercings showed up in it.  Apparently my dentist lives in the dark ages because they could only print out the xray for me, since no one had a way to e-mail it or anything.

I just found it again in my rummaging and purging so I thought I would share.

Cool huh?

Okay so I kind of tricked you all.  I didn’t want to make big huge long winded posts. It seems the more one person writes, the less people want to read.  And I’m kind of a wordy person.

So yesterday’s post covered the starting point in my “purge” cycle.  But this is a biggie. It deserved it’s own post.

I’m purging my BME collection.  I used to be known as “The girl who bought everything” and I really couldn’t help it. Everything that was put out, was awesome. I loved the simple designs, and the funny/catchy slogans (probably from being such a wordy person) I loved the inside jokes and the puns.  But I felt like I had too much, and saw an opportunity to “cash in” a little bit and sold off the majority of the purchased shirts to a good friend of mine a few years ago, it made me feel better knowing it was someone I knew that was going to take care of “my collection.”

Of the shirts that were left, basically stuff I thought it would be in bad taste to sell.  Event shirts that reminded me of events I attended, Top contributor shirts that were basically thank you gifts and the very exclusive “saints set” from SPC (13 shirts in the set, and only 13 sets were ever printed… as far as I was lead to believe)

I always had two different projects in mind for these shirts after I realized I’d never wear them.

1. T-shirt quilt. A lot of people do this and it seemed like a great way to display a huge collection of shirts without having to show them on the body.  Also it would be soft and warm and snuggly for the winter time. Of which there is plenty being that I live in Canada.
2. Throw pillows. Basically turning the shirts into pillowcases for the square throw pillows, then having them strewn about the house. This plan would have required me to have my own house to have all these throw pillows as well.

But with both those plans I lacked a much needed sewing machine, didn’t know anyone who had one I could borrow, and while I thought it’d be good… never did look into investing in one.

So I decided it was time to purge the whole thing.  I told my friend San (www.sandorfalot.com) of this plan to list the t-shirts for $5.00 a piece… and she asked to have first crack.  Considering she’s also a top contributor and attended as many of the same events as me that she could… I didn’t feel so bad about it. Also that she’s a good friend made it safe since she would also “Take care of my collection.”

Final count? 34 t-shirts and 4 hoodies, all BME and/or modification related that for years and years I just couldn’t part with. And this photo below will be my remaining memory. Really hastily taken photos to show San what I was going to sell to her. Eh. Too lazy to unpack the two garbage bags of shirts to do them again neater. This will do just fine.

Edit: D’oh. Sandorf can’t afford the shirts when we meet up in September so hopefully in October some time I’ll be able to unload this plethora of shirts. It will be more hoodie season by then which will make more sense! (What is a plethora anyways?)

I was hanging out in Sudbury, Ontario. Was a fun trip.

Friday I picked up some gear to take to Toronto, then ended up staying out way too late for beer and wings. Rolling into bed around 3am.

Saturday I started driving probably around 11am, ended up in Bradford (saw my ex’s dad & grandkid on the street but didn’t say hello) then kept driving. Once I got north of Barrie the crappy rainy weather stopped.  Saw a section of Hwy 69 that looked like a fun place to take photos of abandoned buildings but didn’t stop, figured I would on the way back.

Made it to Sudbury, found the Live Once tattoo shop & hung out. Tried on my own to get to the space but without the understanding I was going to be leaving Sudbury, so I waited around, chilled, watched some monkey-masturbation videos and a couple getting matching Heroes tattoos.

Headed to the space, unloaded, dinner, chilled, hook insertion. My third of my entire life, and it went surprisingly well for me. No complaints from the receiver, praise from someone who has been helping me learn (and was watching) and I generally felt good, not the sense of panic I normally would when inserting sharp pointies into someone.  The energy was great and overall it was beautiful. Clean up, and head out to the bar.

Bar/Club/Strip club. Not sure what it’s really called. Half is a normal club-type atmosphere. Half was actually set up as a strip joint.  I ordered a Canadian, and on my first attempt ended up with a Tequila. Second time around I got what I wanted so I downed the tequila shot & chased it with my beer. Tipsy city. Was ushered/herded out the door promptly at 2am closing time by a big bald bouncer dude who had blood all over his white tux shirt.

Pita pit, and back to the studio to hang out for an after-party type of deal. Then to our host’s house where I found out it was nearly 5am by the time we hit “home.”

Sunday morning included waking up “early” (After a 5am bedtime) shower, Tim Hortons, and back at the space.  Explored the permiter of an elementary school being torn down (in flip flops) and then watched some pretty awesome high flying energy & some experience sharing between friends.  Time to pack up, change my shoes and back at the demo site to explore the inside. Only checked out the first floor & classrooms (didn’t think to go up stairs or downstairs… which I now regret) and drove home.

Then while driving, totally missed the abandoned motel & other buildings along the strip of Hwy 69 again. Although thinking now… the fact that all of it is so close to the OPP station makes me also worry about tresspassing & arrests.

Hit the outer limits of Barrie and again the weather turned crap. WTF. Got home maybe around 7pm, and spent the next 5 hours until bed time trying to catch up with the news and blogs and photos and videos of what all I missed that went down in Toronto.

TL;DR – Sudbury was fun, G20 mess in Toronto was… a mess.

That was weird.

I thought the most views I would get in a single day would have been from posting my photos from the Dallas Suscon and advertising so on my IAM page. I did get a fair number of hits, more than 300 in one day, when my average is between 30-50.

Then all of a sudden last week, (Well, today is the day I’m writing it, but I like to post in the future.) two people add me as contacts (both of them seem heavily into adult-themed photos) and one person put a favourite on the below photo, and suddenly that itself skyrocketed in views to over 160 so far, might even hit 200 views today by the end of the day. (Edit: By the time Flickr called it a day, the total views was 216!)

Granted, Meg is awesome, as was my artistic direction (“Quick! Do that look again where you didn’t know I was taking your photo!”) but I really don’t know why this photo is of such interest… Go figure.

I thought I’d share!

Until 04:00 – “Late nite popcorn party” with debates up the wa-zoo about procedure, how this event was run, how it should be run, etc.
04:00 – Finally to bed.
07:00 – Awake for airport run #1
08:00 – Airport run to DFW for Hilary
10:00 – Wake everyone up, pack (forgot my bottle-opener ring sadly) and off to the airport again
11:00 – Drop off an American, drop off the rental vehicle, back at the airport to check in & go through security.
12:30 – Take off from DFW to DTW
16:00 – Arrival at DTW… Lunch at Wendys, txt from Jason saying he won’t make it & to not wait for him at BUF
17:45 – Take off from DTW to BUF
19:00 – Arrival at BUF, feeling kind of sick & wanting to throw up, Pick up checked baggage and get to car.
21:00 – Arrive in Hamilton, hugs all around, switch cars. Still feeling sick.
22:00 – Arrive at bus station, quick drop off (in traffic) onto the TTC, still feeling sick
23:00 – Arrive at other end of town, Mommy to come pick me up, long way home without the highway, lots of starting and stopping. Not helping the “wanting to throw up” feeling.
23:30 – Back at home, get upstairs to change, bathroom, and remove the feeling of “need to throw up” by forcing it.  Ended up up-chucking more than I bargained for into the sink… kind of clogged it, but felt better at least, even though everything being regurgitated was pink from my Strawberry twisted frosty.  Used up the rest of my “super power unclogging chemical gel” to unclog, it surprisingly works! (Both the unclogging chemical… and the forced up-chucking to make myself feel better)
23:45 – Ringing up Terry for a late nite “I’m grumpy and just got home” chat, jumped online and ended up going to bed around 1am