Good Morning, Listen to some Gilbert and Sullivan on the Uke.. it will make your morning.

The Sun Whose Rays Are All Ablaze from Pip R. Lagenta on Vimeo.

Thanks TMBG for posting this on Facebook.

Apparently this picture.. is going to be the basis for an IT Crowd episode next season.. I CAN NOT WAIT!

I think pretty soon, I am going to try and do Star Wars and Star Trek Origami.. I am kind of excited about that.

Hey Look At That! 2 posts with in 24 hours! You are all so lucky to know me

Ah the Wiggles... they have happened. Stupid ( and by stupid I mean, hella tasty )vanilla latte I had at 4:00 PM.

I woke up and was like.. lets see how the old bloggy is doing at 3:30 AM and to my surprise...

Yes.. the Batman Logo.. Isn't that neat!

Lets see.. I am pretty sure that I am going to be going to the Vancouver Waterfight in July. You should go if you are in town.

In other news.. that I read at 4 AM..

hehehehehehe Oh man...

Hey ladies.. we should go Go Kart Racing (Accidentally Masturbating)


I need to go to sleep before I have to wake up at 6 AM to go temp. <3 Anne

Today at 3:30 PM I finally did something about the terrible funk of depression that I have been wallowing.. I went to a Meetup. I spent time around humans.

Last time I posted was.. April 22nd. Thus making it a month and a week since my last blog post. I fail. Here is what has been going on with me.

I have been temping. Temping is actually a great way to get money and learn the native culture if you are new to a country. It also, will allow you to put a reference on your resume that is from the same country/state/province.

My temp agency also does the whole temp-to-hire thing, so in theory they are going to be working with me on finding a more permanent solution to my lack of steady income.

You would think that with all of this free time of not having a job, I would have had more time to scour the internet for more interesting and exciting things to be put up here.. but really it just turned me into a fat slob who hated life and wanted to do nothing but listen to Morrisey and play video games. Which is what I have been doing for the last month and a week.

Today however, today.. I went to the dollar store and got craft supplies, these supplies were acrylic paints, brushes and a picture frame. Before I went there.. I printed out a diagram of the Deathstar. I also printed out the Disney script font. But that is another thing I am going to try and do to occupy the time my friends and family no longer occupy.

I went to the Creative Geek Society Meetup, plunked myself down and totally did a pretty bad ass picture of the Deathstar, on glass and then painted a star mat behind it with the letters "I" and "U" on it in blue ( because that is the color of the light side" so that when the glass is over the mat it reads. "I" * DEATHSTAR* "U". There will be a picture up here soon of what I did. I then watched a group of geeks practice the Thriller dance for a flash mob. I felt so happy and geeky. It was rad. I need to do things like this more often.

I have also started trying to work on my penmanship. The only way I know how to do this is to daily work on it. However, I just don't want some boring script that looks like a mix between 14 year old girl hand writing and someone with cripple hand.. I want handwriting that screams hella fancy and nerdy... so....

Walt Disney font it is.

I am also, trying to learn how to play the guitar. I bought my husband an acoustic many years ago.. either for xmas or his birthday.. and well.. I am trying to learn how to play it. I however, am noticing that this is definitely a man hand guitar and not a girl hand guitar. I have been told however, that with practice, comes the ability to contort my tiny girl hands into the weird Vulcan death grips that one needs to play the guitar.

So, that is it my friends. I am going to try * I know I say this a lot* and be more diligent about posting ( it would help if people commented and let me know that they actually read this garbage.).

Live long and prosper, may the force be with you, Zai jian, Smoke me a kipper-I'll be back in the morning!

So, You want to marry a Canadian.. and then have them move to America, only to realize the error in you judgement and then decide to up to Canada, thus making things complicated?

Or... Blog post 100!

Good morning? I have the wiggles. This is the best time to try and knock out this fine piece of literature.

Here is the back story. I met my husband a long time ago in a galaxy far far away. Aka, 2004 on the interwebz. We met playing an online game that was on Popcap.com that was discontinued because people were using it to set up a rare black market for Dr. Who buttplugs or something odd like they were tired of seeing bored lonely people cyber all day. I don't know. We however, did not meet that way. We met because I was bored and liked to play this game and his friend started chatting me up and then couldn't shut up about me to him. We hit it off and soon it just morphed to pretty much all the time IMing and chatting on the phone.

Things happened and lives changed. We met in person.. and fell pretty much instantly in love with each other. I moved to DC for awhile, there is a break up, a move back to Seattle and then the make up. In that time he had moved to Vancouver. Once we were back together it was pretty much non-stop trips up to BC and down to Seattle for us until one day, he just couldn't take it anymore and he asked me to marry him. It was sweet.

So then, the decision needed to be made, BC or Seattle? Canada vs. USA 1960 Gold Medal Game in Men's Hockey.


USA won out because, there was a more of a support system (read my family) in Seattle for a newly married couple. We filled out a mega giga butt ton of forms spent way too much money and moved the Canadian down to the states. We were married in 2007. There was a lot of culture shock for the Canadian. "What do you mean... you have to pay for the doctor?" "WHAT?! Your Coke isn't made with sugar!?" " WHERE THE FUCK DO I GET A JAMAICAN PATTY?!"

After aboot a year and a bit of this nonsense.. The Canadian became homesick.. and the American.. just became sick of home. The negotiations commenced. "Let's move to Canada.. babies are free! (in comparison) You can drink Coke that doesn't make you ill after half a can! You get to wear tuques!

We hashed it all out and at the end of 2009 The Canadian moved back to BC.. and I moved into a parents house.

This is where it gets comical.. if we had been better organized.. we could have probably gotten my butt up here.. in 2010. My husband, moved up here December 29th 2009.. The issue is, that we, didn't get all of the paperwork done all at once. Here is a list of what you need to print out.. and what you need to get along with your paper work.

******* THIS IS NOT A SURE FIRE WAY OF GETTING INTO CANADA BY MARRYING ONE OF THEM, I AM NOT AN IMMIGRATION LAWYER, THIS IS JUST FROM PERSONAL EXPERIENCE***************************************

Go to, this website, it has the forms and statutes you need to get in to Canada, as a spouse.

This is who you can bring in under the "Spouse and Dependant Children" paperwork.

You will need to be able to have your Canadian prove that they can support your American ass, while you sit around your apartment desperately trying to find a job, in your field, that pays decently and doesn't require you to do extra training.. like pay 24000$ for a piece of paper saying you know how to answer a phone and file.

At this point, you will have an application kit. Read the instructions.. 3-4 times and have it handy while you are filling out your paperwork. In addition to filling out the paperwork, you will need to get Canadian Sized Passport Photos, that are very specific. I would get about 4 of them. For you and your spouse. You will need to get a medical exam by a doctor who is qualified to do this. There should be someone in your area who can. You will need.. a local police record proving that you are not a felon, AND AN FBI letter stating that you are not a felon or a terrorist. You will need to get 2 copies of your birth certificate and 2 copies of your wedding certificate. You will need to make copies of every page of your passport. Your Canadian will also need to copy every page of their passport, have their birth certificate copied. This document was probably the most important one to have.. and it is one that we didn't use.. and if we had.. we would have saved ourselves a few months of oh.. shit.. I forgot that!? I didn't sign this.. BS. USE THE CHECKLIST! SIGN EVERYTHING YOU CAN POSSIBLY SIGN! FILL EVERYTHING OUT THE FIRST TIME!

Once, you have everything you need in that package, SHIP IT OVERNIGHT TO THE IMMIGRATION CENTER IN BUFFALO! Wait.... Wait some more.. more waiting. At this point, if you had done everything correctly, all of your I's dotted and your T's crossed, it should take about 5-6 months for them to process it. During this time.. save all the money you can, hoard money like you have never hoarded before. Get all Scrooge McDuck. Because, once you move up to Canada, you are going to need this money to buy groceries and all the other stuff your Canadian didn't feel was important.. like say.. things to hang up more than one coat, an iron and ironing board.. you know the.. basics.

You should, then, in theory get a letter back saying," Hi! Canada wants you to be their newest American transplant.. Please send us.. MORE PASSPORT PICTURES OF A CERTAIN SIZE, THIS FORM THAT WE ARE GIVING YOU AND YOUR ORIGINAL PASSPORT. SHIP IT OVERNIGHT TO THE IMMIGRATION CENTER IN BUFFALO!

Now, you are going to freak out, because this letter says that you are going to get a Visa, and that Visa is going to have an expiry date that states that you have to be in the country by a certain time or else all of this would be for not and your life will end IMMEDIATELY! Do not freak out. DON'T PANIC. It is ok. Your expiry ( Yes they use expiry and not expiration) will be about a year from the date issued. You will have time to, save up more money, pack all of your shit, say goodbye to your loved ones, quit your job at a leisurely pace, arrange for things to be shipped.. You do not need to do what I did, which was.. freak out, start packing up or throwing away all of my stuff the second I got this letter, running around like a chicken with her head cut off, cry, and in general make myself super stressed out.

Here is a checklist of things I would do if I had the chance to do it again.
Set a date for when you want to move up to Canada.. I would give it about a month or so.

Go through all of your stuff and really evaluate if you want to move that to another country.

Start packing the stuff you want to keep. In bankers boxes and then label them neatly.

Make sure that your pet(s) can go over the border. I have a hedgehog and a bearded dragon!? Can they go over the border without a vet exam? Well, my pets were fine, however, I hear that getting cats and dogs over the border can be tricky.

Start planning your own going away party. You will think that your friends will do this.. and they may, but it was my experience, that you want to see people before you leave.. you need to do the planning. You are the one that is really busy and important.. and your poor friends are not going to know when you are available.

Give your notice of intent to leave your job as soon as you have figured out when you want to leave by with an effective date that is 2-3 weeks before the day you want to move. You are going to want to have this time to pack and say goodbye.

Go to your cell phone and other utilities provider and pre-arrange a shut off day. You will need to then, set up a way to pay your final bills while you are in Canada, and I do not suggest keeping your US bank account open to do this.

Cancel your NETFLIX account. You do not need be watching episodes of Buffy during this time you need to be packing. And no.. Netflix US does not transfer over to Netflix Canada. Don't even try.

Go to the Post Office and figure out what you need to do to get your US Mail forwarded to your Canadian Address..I didn't do this, I am going to have my mom send my mail to me monthly in a mailer and then I am going to have to contact each company and tell them I moved to Canada.

The last week or so that you are there.. You need to, pay off any balances that have on your credit cards and cancel them. Your credit in Canada.. doesn't exist.. Your credit in the US.. doesn't matter. You need to close out your US bank account. Why? because.. even though you tell your bank that you are moving to Canada.. they are still going to ding you a service fee for every atm you use and you are going to get screwed by the conversion rate. I also, have just had the pleasure of finding out, that even though I told my bank that I was moving, they still froze my card because, "someone in Canada has been using it". Yea, no shit, that person is me.

And finally, have your going away party(ies). I had several of them because some people couldn't make it to one and not the other. Your job will probably have one for you. You will probably have to go visit a couple of family members who live in state but not in city. Take this time to do this. It is important. I don't think that I would have made it for 19 days in Canada if I didn't say goodbye to the people I loved. I would have died of regret.

Finally pack up your Uhaul and head for the border. I drove up with my one of my girlfriends and her husband and my Canadian.. YOU SHOULD BRING YOUR CANADIAN WITH YOU WHEN YOU ARE GOING OVER THE BORDER. Why? well, I bet your Canadian left some of their crap with you when they moved up first. They need to be with their crap. They also, speak Canadian and can say, oh yea eh, I am bring my wife up to live in the land of hockey and bad beer? Ain't she a beauty?.

At the border be polite. Be succinct. Also, do not go to the busiest crossing in your state. My example, I lived in Washington, you have two options, go to Peace Arch or go to Pacific Hwy Truck Crossing. It has been my experience, that if you go to Peace Arch, you are going to be dealing with the grumpy border guards. They are the ones that have to deal with assholes, trying to smuggle drugs into the country. They are going to search your shit. They are going to make you wait for a long time. The truck crossing on the other hand, has happy guards. They are the guards that usually just deal with long haul truckers who have a bunch of cargo. They will not care about your hedgehog. You will go into the building, they will look at your paper that you received back with your passport. They will verify all the information on it and if it is incorrect, they will chicken scratch the correct information on it. They will ask you how much cash you have on you. Then, send you on your merry way. You will be told that your Permanent Resident Card will be in the mail. You do not have to apply for one, it is part of the package. This is important.. because.. if you don't have it, you can't go home to visit your mom and dad.

Once in Canada.. go drink a Canadian Coke. Savor that Aerobar. Go to Tim Hortons. You deserve it.

The next business day, go to your closest Service Canada office and apply for your Social Insurance Number and ask for the closest Employment Resource Center. Call them immediately and sign up for help looking for a job and getting over the culture shock of having to wear a suit to your interviews. Hook up with a temp agency and start to do temp work. Most of the time, they have Temp to Hire positions. Apply for jobs, apply for jobs, apply for jobs. Go on interviews, razzle dazzle. Get a job. I am still working on that last bit but you get the drift.

And that is it pretty much. I am having a great time. I missed my husband really badly. I have insomnia.. I think it is because I have developed a Coke habit... hahahahaha.

Again, this is just my personal experience. The conditions of this were: I lived in the States, and he lived in Canada the entire time we were sorting it all out. We are without children. We lived in a border situation that was conducive to driving up to Canada. Your situation may vary.

Ok, I don't have the wiggles anymore.. I am going to crawl back into bed. Love to you all and stuff.

Post 99..

Hey kiddos,

This is my 99th post.. which means that the next.. will be the big 100!
Things are settling down here in the great white north. I have pretty much unpacked what I need to unpack to do things like cook, eat, wear clothing, so now, it is time to do the tidy it up unpacking. Get the desk set up, break-down boxes, actually scrub the "bachelor" out of the apartment that Peter has been living in since December...

I am dealing with some culture shock that I didn't know I would have.. apparently, when people go to job interviews.. they wear black or grey. I didn't know this, I had a job interview on Friday, and I was the only one wearing a lick of color.. and boy.. howdy, did it make the interviewer think me "awkward". I have also noticed, that when people call you on the phone for jobs, they don't introduce themselves. Yesterday, I had a job interview happen, because the guy called me at 10:30 in the morning.. and didn't really give me much to go on. I have been here less than a week and I have applied for 60 jobs, so, I had to ask him, who he was, where he was calling from, the title of post on Craigslist and then what the date was. Then, I had an idea of whom I was talking to. It went ok and I really want a job.

So, with all of that.. I am feeling optimistic about life. I missed and forgot what it was like to live with my best friend. I haven't laughed this much and consistently since we parted ways in December 2010. I am pretty sure for the 100th post, I am going to post how I got up here.. in a kind of step by step thinger.

Would you like to look at some videos and links?!

Amazing video from TED lecture series about a open-source way to help people with ALS communicate once again.


Buzzfeed has a cool gallery of the live models who were then immortalized by Gil Elvgren Cheesecake Pinups.

I would like to give a shot out to my homie Javier, he is doing his own version of the time hack, 30 days of something new. He has taken a hobo to dinner, made an end table and baked pie. I want you to encourage him by reading and following his blogger.

I know what I am going to do next year.. for April Fools Day.. I just have to make sure that there are no Muslims or Jews in my future workplace..

Today's Sunday Sweets is pretty amazing.. tattoos + cake= I want

The history of the Keg Cup


I am having much love for these shoe organizers.

You all should be watching How It Should Have Ended!
Ok, my loves, I am off to be blissfully Canadian!

Good Bye USA

Long time no blog. I have been busy pants getting ready for the big move. I quit my job, I packed up all my shit, I gave Pincushion a bath. I am just sitting here now, calming myself down, waiting for the besty Jenny to come spend one last night of silly pants with me. So the plan is to, wake up tomorrow, hitch the tailer to the truck, go up , SMILE AND CUTE MYSELF INTO THE COUNTRY. Then live happily ever after.


O Canada!
Our home and native land!
True patriot love in all thy sons command.
With glowing hearts we see thee rise,
The True North strong and free!
From far and wide,
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.
God keep our land glorious and free!
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.

Oh Wil Wheaton.. you totally make me nerd masturbate!

I have had many moments in my life where, I have been caught with my nerd showing. I understand the pain of having a spouse who will look at me and go... " uh, hunny, you can't use the force to get what you want in this situation."

Therapeutic Babbling, Getting Nervous, looking at links!

I am getting antsy pantsy. I am at work currently and after looking at my schedule.. I will only have three more days of work after today.. and one of those days.. is in the middle of the day.. in the middle of the week. I am sure that that means exit interview or something like that.

With that being said, I am still busy and important and have a lot of things that I need to do to get ready for the next step in my very crazy and amazing life. I think that also, I am having the worlds biggest panic attack / guilty feeling. I know that I have many many many things that I need to do to get ready to move.. and then there is also this anxiety and guilt because I quite literally everyday get told by someone..oh no, I am going to miss you! We should hang out! In my mind.. I say.. that is nice..do you want to come over to my mom's house and help me sort through boxes of shit and then help me run errands like go to the bookstore that buys comic books? No?! Then.. well.. I will see where I can fit you in.

Oh well, I will figure it out, I hope. If not.. then.. I guess that I am just going move random bullshit up to Canada :(. However, now.. I am at work.. I can't do anything "productive" at work.. so here is a bunch of internet.

I would like to encourage you to Make Yourself..... Fucking Lovely! Oh Korea, you rock.

Molly Lewis is a Ukelele Playing, Celebrity Friending Machine!

Watch her make Stephen Fry blush, with the proposition to have his child..



and here in a group presentation where she helps "Make Will Wheaton's Pax".

Strawberry Field Plastic Tarps, a moment piece.. with nature.


Talented Kids! They are talented!

Kindergarteners from North Korea play flamenco music.. they are cute.. and probably captives

Axe Cop! Written By A 5 Year Old, Illustrated By His Older(Adult) Brother!

This is a brilliant moment of Ah Ha! Why did the chicken cross the road? Well.. the answer is far more spiritual that one might think.

As a practice, I tried not to write notes to my friends in middle school, because I knew that someone would find it and then know that I was selling pot.. but yea.. if you will a gallery of such notes.

Ok, off to figure out hot to jenga my life.

The funny things people do celebrate a funeral

Hello all,

So, apparently this week is the week that Lent starts..

I am not Catholic, nor am I any sort of Christian (even though I was baptized.. my mother kinda drug me around to whatever religion who would do a non-invasive coming of age blessing, so that my bases were covered) however, I find that the bruhaha of the start of lent is kinda interesting. Yes, There is Mardi Gras/Carnival. That is apparently like.. a giant drunken fuckfest."Fat Tuesday" was yesterday and whereas people who are hard core catholic yesterday spent that time eating and fucking.. the more stodgy and puritanical versions of Christianity where celebrating something I actually like a lot more.. PANCAKE TUESDAY! I really like pancakes.

Today, Is Ash Wednesday.

I made this to celebrate

I am also going to a party on Friday night.. and it is pinup themed. (sigh) Ok, here is the deal kids. I have shitty hair. I mean.. my hair.. it is the type of hair that you wash, dry and brush. You can't style this shit. It is hard.. so today I took some time to try an figure out how to do my hair.. and really I just could only figure out a way to rat my hair into to two bumps and then but it in a pony tail. It looks ok.. but oh how I wish I could actually do a Victory Roll!



And then also the black velvet chinese dress I wore to my wedding recepetion.

Peter is coming down to see me and people this weekend that is nice. It is good change from me going up there all the time. Also, he gets to help me figure out what to pack and what to get rid of. :D

Things are sinking in..

I officially gave notice to my job this weekend, but I didn't get actual confirmation until this morning. I am going to say it.. I have immense, extreme, amazing love for giving notice to a job. I haven't had many chances to do so in my life, so having the extreme euphoria is rad.

With this being said, I am now realizing that I am going to have to bust my ass to get everything that I need done.. I mean.. I have to figure out how I am going to get all of my stuff up there. I need to start networking to see if I can get a job in not a lot of time. I will need to do things like.. learn how to drink beer from a stubby.

But then, there are the things that I think that I am going to miss more than anyone will ever know, but then again, maybe not.

There are a lot of Ethiopian food places in Seattle, I think that it has the highest amount of Ethiopian food places on the west coast, my favorite is Lalibela. So you could imagine my shock/surprise/happiness when I was checking to see if there are Ethiopian places where I am about to move to and there is another Lalibela, mere minutes from my new place of residency.

But then there are other things, that I am pretty sure that I will not be able to have/enjoy again. They don't interesting independant film theaters, like the Grand Illusion, Egyptian, Metro, Varisty or Majestic Bay.. oh, oh wait.. They have the Rio and the Dolphin?

Oh, I know! Pike Place Market! .... Wait.. what! You have an entire island that is a Farmers Market!

cuppy cakes? oh, ok ok cuppy cakes..

Uwajimaya! Crystal Mall and Metrotown.

Ok, I get it, Where I will be living will have all of the things I really love about living in Seattle. There is art, water taxis, aquariums, so on and so forth, however, it will not have my friends and family.. but it does have my husband. Time to grow up and be all grown up like. By the way.. BC Tourism Board should hire me.