in monteverde

i beached for 4 days. i learned to surf. it fucking
ruled....still no offer from o'neill yet.

were in a cloud forest town right now. super cool and
i love beans and rice with chicken. tomorrow we go on
a zip line tour and then to the volcano town.

one thing...the place is heaven, but the roads are
hell. in fact, our little taxi bus yesterday was in a
car accident. no one was hurt, but i was pretty
freaked out.

jer keeps saying his Canada post id is student id.

there is a festival in town tonite. woot.

they have cuba libre in a can. it is deeelicious.

hasta luego,
until the next free internet...

juicy n jer

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Costa rica woot

My hair is huge. Hey dude! Its illegal to have sex with minors! Signs in the airport.
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In la

A lady dropped her sock. I sed oh u dropped that she saif you aren't from here are u?

I saw palm trees.
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Vacation Time: April 21 to May 06!

Holy crap! Its vacation time again!

See y'all next month...when ill be posting pics of my fabulous tanned self and be full of stories of stupidity in Costa Rica.

testing this email function

if this works... ill be able to send emails to my blog while im gone.  Flippin Sweet!

 

The Shit going on in my head

I am really bad at blogging nowadays. Sorry. I got shit to do these days.

My little pirate play is making me crazy. First, its being put on this Saturday...which unfortunately is the same time that the Calgary Lames play game 5(if there is a game 5..ahem) against the Winged Wheelers of Detroit. So no one is coming anyways. Now Im learning that the people sleighted to act in the play are calling in busy... oh, 'something came up saturday'. Right. Right. Fuckwads.

But, on a good note, 'Elizabeth the "Pirate Princess"' is going to be interviewed on the News on Saturday at 900 am and maybe on Friday as well. That fucking rocks. I need to practice my british 'yaaaaaaar'.

4 days to vacation. Im trying not to think about it due to the horrible amount of work i need to do and the recasting of my play which needs to happen in between. Oh, and I have to see if Eva is cat-friendly before Saturday..or she might have to come with us to Costa Rica.

I also still have 12 more chapters of my Spanish to learn. Dios Mio!

But honest to fucking god-- the one thing thats bugging me more than anything right now?

Im Hairy.

Im getting everything from the neck down waxed on Wednesday...and due to this I cant shave my legs or pits before then. I cannot stop thinking that everyone can smell my hairy pittitude and can see my saskquatch-esque legs and are grossed out.
Fuck Im freaking grossed out. How do hippies do it?

So long story short: 1. Stupid Flames; 2. Stupid people who dont wanna act; 3. Eva might kill someones cat; 4. Work is busy; 5. Im disgusting.

The playoffs

Its 247 pm on a sunday and im wasted or mimosa and beers.

Yesterday, after a few beers durimg the Pens/Sens [ haha that rhynes] game i went shopping and bought 3 bikinis. i hope i like em on me when im sober.

i really hope the next person who stops by at our playoff triple header brings hotdogs.

its actually a lot more relaxed to not have a team in the p/os then i can just get drunk and not care who wins-- let alone who is playing.

I can now tell time and count to 100 in spanish. and order salichas for comidas.

I dont care that you were in Dangerous Liasons-- stop fucking up my play!

"You know, if you come to America and don't learn English, that's fine. If you come to America and don't learn how to use the fuckin' turn signal on your car, then you should get deported."

I often go to the website The Dialog Blog. They always make me laugh...but that one made tears come to my eyes.

Eight more days until Costa Rica. Not that Im bragging. But, yeah. (Ps I learned how to count to 19 yesterday in my 'Learn to Speak Spanish in Just 30 Days!' book...so i know that i actually have ocho days.) Bueno.

I hada dream last night that Helena Bonham Carter and John Malkovitch were starring in my play-- except it was horribly wrong and i was really really upset because they totally fucked it up. I mean, I guess i shoulda been happy that such big wigs were fucking up my play, but i wasnt.

I found out that the stupid Flames play a game on the same day as my play...so no one will be coming anyways. Of course, if there is a game 5. (ahem)

We have a staff lunch today. Im looking forward to having some cocktails. I feel bad for the people who have appointments with me today after noon. Suckers.

Wish i had a date for the prom

Sheesh. Its been a week. Im sorry.

The long weekend brings many things-- in my case, it was mostly sloth and laziness....although i did clean my house on Friday while i was really stoned.

Ive been seriously bummed the last few days: I am the only girl without a date to the prom. All the other kids are talking about their dates and how excited they are...and Im sitting here hating them all and remembering the great date i had last year.

Yeah, if you are confused, Im not back in high school, im talking about hockey. More specifically playoffs hockey and the fact that my team aint in it. However, living in the shit hole city that i do, I am close to killing the next person who mentions the words 'flames' and 'playoffs' in the same sentence.

Im also bummed because i think that i will look like Jabba the Hutt in my bikini in Costa Rica...and i only have 9 days to try and look like Princess Leia.

On a happier note ( and yes, still about hockey...i know, its hitting me hard...bear with me people) the Oilers won their last game of the season on Saturday over the godless Flames ...and i was there. Crying. Cheering. Drunk.

In fact, I dont know if you heard, but i was the drunkest girl in Canada on Saturday night. It was that special level of drunk where you think you 'recognize' people and start talking to them...only to realise after you've sat down and bought them a drink that no, they arent your fried Chris who lives in Halifax, and that girl he is with isnt a blog friend, and she will likely kick your ass because she thinks you are hitting on 'Chris'.



And I couldnt drunk blog because I couldnt remember my password.

Oh and the script is finished. Thanks for everyone's ideas... I did incorperate some of them...If you want to read it lemme know. But seriously, its more about law than pirates and thus not as cool as you may think.

Writers block

I forgot to mention-- Les Dick yesterday? He actually had a glass eye. So he was a one eyed dick. Fuck. Hilarious. Me and Jer were giggling about that all last night.

I am supposed to be writing a play right now for Law Day ( its this thing where people get to come to the courthouse and find out what it looks like) and I am responsible (shudder!) for writing a play which involves law, courtroom stuff AND is amusing to kids. Not an easy task.

So I am writing a play about a sexual discrimination case that involves the characters from Pirates of the Carribean.

At least I am supposed to be writing a play about it...instead Im staring at a screen and the 6 pages I have been able to write over the last 4 friggin months and wondering how i can get it all done before tomorrow at noon.

These have been my problems thus far:

1. Law day is the same day i leave for vacation. Whenever i start to type, I think about vacation and then end up on Expedia looking for hotels and surf schools.

2. I keep getting emails that someone has written on my wall and then i spend 45 minutes at Facebook.

3. I just cant get excited about it.

So okay internet-- any suggestions on what to put into this thing?

Why pass under when you can....

Today is Passover. Hows that make you feel? Kinda like that uncomfortable weirdness people feel when someone announces a relgious holiday they dont know much about and then wait for a response? Yeah.

I think that our new receptionist may be Muslim. She cant eat beef or pork and is very meek. I found this out after she came out to lunch with me and my assistant and her face went redder and redder as I cursed.

I have an appointment at 300. I dont know how to react to it. The persons' name?

(get ready for it...)

Les Dick.

I shit you not.

I absolutely killed in Court yesterday. Jeremy asked me if i killed where i hid the body. I told him in the spirit of the season, I crucified it.

Just so you know i am utterly and completely addicted to facebook. If I dont blog, its because im sitting over there waiting for people to 'write on my wall'.

Les Dick? More problems.

Albertarama: soon to be a household name...

Friday night my friend hosted a party at a bar here in Calgary. She invited myself and 2 other friends to help her DJ for the night. And we got paid in booze. The result? Four Drunk chicks spinning records all night and dancing and partying for the whole room to see.

At one point in time I decided that I was going to use our mad skills for dancing and rocking out to start my own all girl band in the spirit of the Pussy Cat Dolls... named Albertarama. Auditions will be soon. A reality show may/may not follow.



My 'coy' face.