Schwoop schwoop

Nicky, Bliss and I road tripped to Swindon today to go ice skating during the prolonged end of exams celebration weekend. Was seriously impressed with Nicky's skating but then he is just a little bit Swedish and his skridskoåkning (ice skating) skills are therefore (apparently) a God given right. For some reason I only ended up with pictures of feet, but then my (Canadian) ice skates are terribly pretty!

I'm now sat drinking tea and have managed to devour the majority of a 200g bar of dairy milk chocolate. The TV signal in my house has vanished so my planned evening of a CSI marathon has been dashed and subsequently replaced with tidying. WILD.

Hosting a party?

Step 1 : send invitations via blackboard in kitchen

Step 2 : consume JD (other non-alcoholic alternatives are available but don't provide as interesting consequences)

Step 3 : pay people to appear and tell everyone they are your friends

Step 4 : Wiiiiiiiii

P.s. I am disturbingly skilled at Wii bowling, beware!

Here is your five pence change madame.

Went for dinner with my roomies this evening to celebrate the end of exams and although I know it's all finished now I still have that itchy uncomfortable guilty feeling that I should be revising rather than living. Dinner was yum and I had deep fried ice cream for pudding (queue evil cackling around the hip and bum area).

Signage

If only I could interpret that last quote into my marathon training, it might make exercise a hell of a lot more exciting!!!

Project procrastination

So I mIgHt Be SuFfErInG fRoM mErCuRy PoIsIoNiNg FrOm LaSt NiGhT bUt ThIs Is ThE kNiTtInG pRoJeCt I aM aBOuT tO uNdErTaKe. (thank you etsy, kudos NeedleNoodles)

Nash Nash

During a bit of afternoon procrastination I found a song of Kate's I hadn't heard before. It's cute:

I love this photo of Jenna and Miss Nash from a gig in Portland, we were both far too drunk to have the responsibility of navigating our way home. CORRECTION : Jenna was probably far too drunk to navigate our way home. Makes a nice change ;-)

Went on a sushi eating rampage hier soir avec les filles montréalaises. Sushi is one of those non-guilty food pleasures, the only negative effect it has is on the bank account. It really is quite astounding how much sashimi one person can eat in a single sitting.

Les fleurs

Mon grand-père a eu le jardin le plus fantastique du monde. Un vrai paradis où seulement les fées auraient habité. Aujourd’hui je suis triste…

Divine

Okay so let me set the scene: it's Monday and I've accidentally wandered into Urban Outfitters for a little post-Christmas retail indulgence, they were playing this song:

I've since become a little obsessed with Sébastien Tellier and I don't know why because the song is ridiculously ANNOYING but hey at least I'm branching out from the 15-year-old-boy-rock. And if it can't get any worse he apparently sang this song in Eurovision 2008 and got a hell of a lot more points than us Brits. Ha!

On a slightly related tangent, the hilarity that is The Eurovision Song Contest is on the 16Th of May this year so plenty of time for the Eurovision fancy dress party preparation. Bliss and I host the best Eurovision parties; at the start of the evening you choose your country and following their performance you have 5 minutes to morph into them using whatever you can find in the house. It requires a huge fancy dress wardrobe which we both posses .... dur .... and always leads to dangerous levels of alcohol consumption. Here are some old Eurovision party photos I found from 2006:

I was France (I do actually own a pink guitar but it was obviously missing during the photoshoot)

and Bliss was Sweden, OBVIOUSLY!!!

Finally it's both my mum and dad's birthday this week so HAPPY BIRTHDAY. We made them crazy card's this year, here is the one we made for my dad (making reference to his recent acting job in my film):

Beach shizzle

Location: Filey Beach.
Date: New Years Day 2009.
Attire: most loved but ugliest Micky Mouse jumper ever.
Missing: four insane asylum inmates.
Resolutions: none, life is pretty much perfect, but realistically I'd never keep them anyway...

Refresh Montreal style

I just got the most amazing Christmas messages from the old Montreal gang, I hope they don't mind me sharing them with you:

Hi beloved Montreal gang, I wanted to wish you all a very merry Christmas and all the best for the upcoming year. I hope all your wishes will come true. One of mine is having Poutine (even fake one) with all of you next year. I miss you and our crazy evenings. Long live Café Campus, Beer, Poutine and most of all, our friendship. Cya, Amin

Aww Amin what a lovely message! I miss you guys too, sometimes on a Tuesday night I think we really should be at cafe campus - nowhere else compares! I think about Montreal pretty much every day and miss it a lot. fingers crossed we can find a time and place for us all to meet up in 2009 and reminisce about La Banquise and ski Saturdays and parties and pitchers of beer...good times! Hope you all have a great Christmas and a happy new year. Keep in touch. Jenna x

Makes me love them just a little bit more hehe and I didn't think that was possible! Merry Christmas.

To the zooooooooo

Bliss and I had been planning a Christmas trip to London Zoo. We were not disappointed:

We saw Sheep (almost as good as Llamas)

And Leopoards

Bliss especially liked the Parrots

But she felt sorry for the Zebra with a skin condition

We even saw them feeding the Penguins

Okay, so we didn't make it too the zoo. We got stuck on a train 20 minutes outside Bath where we sat and had to amuse ourselves for almost three hours. It seemed like a good idea at the time to pretend our possessions were animals... why do things always seem like a good idea at the time?

Ballet

Bliss and I (along with whoever we manage to coerce into coming with us that particular week) have been regulars at a running club (SweatyBetty) for a while now. However life just got a whole lot better, not only are we going to be members of a free running club BUT from January we are also going to be taking ballet lessons for free too. I'm seriously loving Bath for its quirkiness and brilliant exercise store marketing campaigns.

I used to take ballet lessons as a child but my mum stopped taking me after a while because she said I had about as much coordination as an elephant. Consequently I could justify the purchase of the following American Apparel leotard: yes I am special and will probably still look like an elephant but hey if I stand still long enough I might just be able to pretend I am a ballerina!!!

Sauce

Christmas dinner was lush (if I don't say so myself) and nicely accompanied by Harry's slightly camp specially made Christmas CD. The only mini disaster we had was the bread sauce which ended up tasting slightly like charcoal.... and lets just say I don't think the pan is ever going to recover.

Ollie refused to eat his compulsory sprout so he ended up voluntarily downing the leftover gravy. Necessary punishment I think.

Term has now finished but I'm staying in Bath for a week or so to hang out with some new friends:

LLLLLLLLAMA

OH MY GOD I CANNOT BELIEVE I FORGOT TO MENTION WHAT I AM ABOUT TO MENTION....

When Nicola and I were running on Sunday (with terrible hangovers) we came across a snowy field of llamas. I have not been this excited/happy in a long time! Cannot believe how beautiful they are :-D