Saturday, January 13, 2007

Heard about this on the Lime n Violet podcast (riproaringly funny, if you have an hour to listen to two whacko chicks talk about yarn porn, boob rocks, and Kilt Boys): An astrological reading linked to the Pantone colours. (if you don't know what Pantone is, I forgive you for not being a design geek like me who would know things like the leading international colour uhm.. control company? They make giant fans of paint chips, of every possible shade, so that people who do design (paint, websites, art, printing things, forecasting fashion, etc) have a common point of reference.

Anyway, here's what it says about people born on September 19:

You are an interesting and provocative person with strong principles and a seductive nature. The truth is very important to you. You are constantly challenging yourself and others toward an idea of perfection. You are a natural researcher and can do well in any area once you put your mind to it. Your personal colour enhances mental ease while protecting your boundaries. Wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with the colour Cactus (Pantone 18-0130) increases your gratitude and recognition for all the teachers and life experiences that you have encountered.

Those of us born in September share the monthly colour Baja Blue. This is a divine and alluring colour that resonates with beauty, purity and wisdom. Mercury and then Venus move through the heavens during the month of September. This is a time when our thinking and our appreciation of beauty is heightened. Baja Blue increases our breadth of scope. It can help ease tension and promote tranquility. This colour opens the mind to higher concepts and a less limiting point of view. Wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with Baja Blue encourages patience and eloquence.

I think it is nifty :) I even LIKE both of my colours.. and I thought that Sept 19 certainly sounds like me.. am I right? Second opinions out there?

(all the Canadian spelling of "colour" is mine, they're American, I believe..)

Now, off to hunt down that woman who creates weaving warps based on your horoscope...

Monday, January 01, 2007


New Years Eve and Me... a strange mix.

The two things I hate most about New Years Eve are the coupley-ness (or at least pressure to hook up by midnight so you have someone to kiss - I remember one year in Williams Lake actually being happy that at least I was kissing someone.. even though he'd already made out with a couple other girls and fucked at least one of them downstairs at that house party while other people 'secretly' spied on them...)... and the drunken people.

[I just totally got stuck in babble-mind over "drunkenness" "drunkeden" etc... so now even "drunk" looks wrong. Say it five times fast, and then think about what a strange word it is...]

Not sure how Mom n Dad got me so thoroughly indoctorined (wow, big words.. that aren't necessarily spelled correctly, oops) against excessive drinking and drugs at an early age, but I was definitely the girl-most-likely-to-be Designated Driver.. and also the person generally on the outside looking in, watching all the other teens get drunk, do stupid things, get embarrassed about it the next day at school, and then do it all over again the following weekend... though I did sorta envy them for the way they could let alcohol ease that whole flirting thing. Guess getting rid of inhibitions might help, eh?

I spent most of the day poking around home, in an empty house as the two roommies are away for another five or six days.. then wandered down to Chapters for a bit, reading books that I wasn't going to buy, then off to Waves on Main, to sit and knit for 6ish hours. I wasn't left to wallow in loneliness, though.. phone calls from the family curbed that.

Mom, Dad, Heather... thanks :) You helped me get through the self-pity and get back to gratitude for the wonderful support network I have, and the great year I've had, and the hopefully great year ahead of me... and both the general chitchat and the "Everyone wish Christa a Happy New Year" shouts from the party environment made me feel better about sitting in a cafe by myself, knitting through New Years Eve.

I got a bit of exposure to the drunks on the bus, though no one was toooo rowdy (or vomiting or unconscious, another plus... no first aids due to alcohol, woo!).. and managed to get the sweater 95% done! Needs a bit more tweaking yet, but that can wait til next year... oh, wait, 2:53am... naw, THIS year!

Love y'all. Have a great 2007!

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