As mentioned before, I went to Cuba-Varadero, to be exact-for a week during the Olympics. Well, actually, BECAUSE of the Olympics. I rented out my apartment, as it was prime real estate, in downtown Vancouver, and got the trip out of the deal we made.
I should say that I did have a good time, despite having food poisoning when I got there (not from Cuba, but from a restaurant in Kingston, ON), and then getting sick again when we were leaving (the food didn’t sit well with me). The resort, Superbreezes Varadero, was all inclusive, but I only managed to have a few drinks, due to my agry stomach. I did get to take advantage of all the other amenities though. I spent an obscene amount of time in the hot tub, even though it wasn’t that warm. I also played a LOT of pool, and swam at the beach. I even managed to burn with SPF 45 on. Talent, I tell you.
The resort was chock full of other Canadians, which sort of ruined the ‘fun new culture’ thing, but it was still cool. Met some super awesome people, and heard ENTIRELY too much French. I did manage to go on a little adventure off the resort, but it ended up bad. Not as bad as it could have been, but swindled out of 10$, kicked out of a place for trespassing sort of bad.
My biggest complaint was actually the people. I mean, they were all Canadians (for the most part) and you would think they lived under a rock. Yes. I have red hair. No, really, it isn’t a big deal. Get the fuck over it. Oh, and, btw, I DO notice when you stare at my tattoos. Thanks.
For F sakes people, LEGGINGS ARE NOT PANTS!!! I am not entire sure what Twilight zone you happen to be living in (no this is not a reference to the poorly written psudo-vampire novels, rather the hit TV show from the late 50′s) but in no way, shape or form are leggings pants.
Which might be, oh, I don’t know, why they are called LEGGINGS and not PANTS! Which might just be the first clue.
Now, I know that there are a number of people against me on this one, simply because they happen to be male, and enjoy seeing the camel toe. Why you would want to see camel toe is beyond me, though. I happen to prefer a little bit of suspense and, you know, modesty.
This is a trend that NEEDS to stop. Nothing, and I really mean NOTHING will ever get me into a pair of skintight latex monstrosities unless I happen to be attending a S&M thing.
These are NOT attractive.
Now, please, save me hours of bitching and complaining, unsightly camel toe, and the need to point out spots of cellulite.
On a different note, I am heading to the Emerald City Comic Con in Seattle next week, where I shall meet and greet some of the hot names in the world of nerds. Look forward to the update!
Love
Andais
PS-Deathclok, I do have photos for you, expect them this weekend.
Busy busy busy! I guess its that time of year. I went to the mall today, and I noticed that, even though Halloween is barely over, the Christmas decorations have sprung up like bad weeds.
I also noticed that my aggravation and general dislike of humanity increases in direct proportion to the amount of people in said mall.
In wow news, I have been focusing on getting my death knight to lvl 80. She’s getting close, and is still fully rested. I went through Howling Fjord this time, and I found I enjoyed the Borean Tundra quests more. Should I manage to get another toon to that level (besides my 72 mage that I have essentially abandoned) I think I will stick with Borean Tundra.
My big news is that I am engaged, and getting married. Wedding planning is a bitch, let me tell you. Especially considerng that I will be doing the actual ceremony in a different province, which makes bookings and whatnot a damn near impossibility.
It’s going to be a good ol’ rock and roll wedding, full of quirkiness and oddities. Oh, and, if I have my way, a tea party.
If you haven’t heard of these guys, I highly recommend that you hop on the wagon, and start enjoying them. They’re called The Gaslight Anthem, and their music is new rock and roll, with a 50′s kick to it. Highly addictive and catchy. His voice sends shivers down my spine, and most songs make me smile.
Another band that I am totally into right now is Paramore. Great songs, fantastic voice and catchy beats. Just the right amount of rock and pop with a dash of attitude. And, lets face it, she’s goddamn adorable.
I freely admit that I love World of Warcraft. I have an 80, who is almost in full epics, I have a 72, who-when she was made-has almost full epics, to say nothing of all the lowbie characters that I have created, loved and abandoned. I am also in the process of levelling a shammy simply because I <3 shammies. It helps alot that you, in your wise glory, has decided to make resto shammies the new super power in the next patch.
All of these good things we’ve done together, as friends, as co workers…as so much more then that.
It hurts that you would stab me in the back, and let my life blood spill over your greedy hands.
It hurts even more, because, you say you’re working on it…but, dammit, I need to see some proof….this is killing me.
I spent nearly an hour of my precious time with you fighting you, fighting the newest obstacle you have thrown up against me….
The instance portal boss.
The little yellow message telling me “Additional instances cannot be launched. Please try again later” is a punch to the teeth, and a wound in my heart.
And after all we’ve been through…..
I expected better of you.
You know I can never leave you….there’s nothing else out there even a little like you.
