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Sunday February 19th, 2006. - 7:27 PM

Remember when Tom Cruise used to be hot and not a Scientology fanatic professing his deeper knowledge of anti-depressant drugs? Can you recall when Coldplay’s lead singer, Chris Martin, didn’t have an afro? Remember when Harrison Ford was a hunk as Indiana Jones and didn’t pass for a hairy, homeless man panhandling you? Gone are the days when Michael Jackson resembled anything close to a human being (let alone a male).

Yes, time sure flies by faster than we think. One second, we’re comfortable, the next we’re having the wool pulled out over our eyes, and finally we’re scratching our heads (and not other body parts) trying to remember how good things turned so bad. The message here is appreciate the moment, for all that it’s worth. Capture it in a mental bottle, put a cork on it, and wear those extreme super low rise jeans now while you still can. Shake what your mama gave you...and shake what your mama didn’t give you. Change is an inevitable process. Keep up or bite the dust.

A moment of revelation: Sometimes no matter how friendly you are with some people, they still won’t like you. You could be witty all you want, you could make them feel comfortable by asking them questions to get them involved in a conversation, or you could just say “Hi” to them and ask how they’re feeling, but to no avail. People have their preferences, just like you do. Don’t blame yourself if your kindness isn’t reciprocated. Take it with a grain of salt and some jalapeno peppers. Suck it up and be strong. Sometimes, those people are just socially inept and don’t realize the message that they’re projecting is hostile and cold. The world is a bag of mixed nuts and some people get hives or die after being in contact with them. Sure, you may beat your chest, scream “whyyyyyyyy?”, or replay events in your mind about what you can do to change, but at the end of the day, you’ll realize that Aesop’s Fables were right. You can’t please all of the people all of the time. When you try to please everyone, you end up pleasing no one. Like my father used to say, “You can take the horse to the water, but you can’t make it drink.” Some people will forever be social lepers. It doesn’t mean that you have to turn a cold shoulder. It just means that if they don’t like you, it’s fine. They’re the ones who are missing out.

Okay, it's time for another topic......*Applaud now*

When I was in high school, I used to like wearing "message shirts". Now, I try to avoid them like Paris Hilton avoids covering herself up. Probably the only one I would wear is an Emily the Strange t-shirt, which says, "Have a heart" and Emily is holding out a pumping heart.

Hmm...do you think that the girl walking down the street is friendly and approachable? Check out the front of her shirt. It says, "There's no place like alone". The back says, "Get lost".

Sometimes people with extraordinary talent, brains, beauty, and hard work make it to the top of the star totem pole. Then there are other people like Teri Hatcher who defy this and say the stupidest things that us average, lowly, non-celeb folk can only laugh at. When explaining why she chose the sheer, lacy, black dress to the Grammys, she said, “I didn’t want anyone to have to wonder whether or not I was wearing underwear, so I just decided to let people see if I was wearing underwear or not.” Yes, these are the deep, philosophical questions I find myself asking all the time, although when in doubt, I usually just yank off the person’s clothes and verify or disconfirm my suspicions. Umm...yeah right. If anything, I’d love to check if people have a functioning brain inside their skull.

Kanye West has been depicted on a Rolling Stone’s cover portrayed as Jesus, donning a crown of thorns on his head, with the headline “The Passion of Kanye.” Okay, how cocky can a person be to blasphemously compare oneself to Christ?! Maybe it’ll be a Hollywood trend and Bono from U2 will be called The Next Dalhi Lama!!! Anyway, Kanye was quoted as saying, “I almost wish I could not be me for a day, just so I could be entertained by the shit I say.” No low self-esteem issues there. He's got an enlarged ego and he needs to 'pop it like it's hot'.

Here, I just love this quote. It shows the great maturity that celebrities have. You know, they have to deal with the press, manage their image, and keep all their finances in order. When talking about Lost co-star, Josh Holloway, Michelle Rodriguez said, “I feel like pinning him down and farting in his face. We have that kind of sibling energy.” Hmm…that’s normal…*contorts face*

Okay, I will wrap up my rant on celebrities and the things that come out of their mouths when they don’t think first, but I want to end it with a bang. Tennis star, Venus Williams takes the cake. What she says is probably misinterpreted more times than not…haha….Venus said, “Father made us jump on the bed to make our legs stronger.” Oh my!

Last week, I went to the mall with my boyfriend. I was on a Mission Possible to find jeans that fit me and were fashionable. I'm pleased to say that it was successful. I bought 4 great jeans from Abercrombie & Fitch ($89 CDN each) and 1 pair of jeans from American Eagle Outfitters ($49 CDN). These two stores seem to cater towards skinny, small people like me, so that made my day. More often than not, I'm usually frustrated after trying on a size zero at other stores, only realizing that while the clothing tag says "Size 0", it's actually more like a size 5. The lies of the label and the industry! What's even more odd is that Abercrombie & Fitch actually have a size that's SMALLER than size zero and it's called "00" (i.e. "zero zero"). I can fit into 00, but I opted for just a 0 because if I wanted leotards, I would've bought them. The eighties, however, are over.

While I'm happy with my purchases, I absolutely loathe Abercrombie & Fitch. Their store is crowded and noisy. You feel like a rat in an experimental maze when you navigate around the store. You have to dodge many obstacles (like tables, racks) and there isn't much space for you to walk. I'm a small, thin female so I could get around, but if you are chubby, you'd have a VERY difficult time. The store is set up with weight discrimination! Also, the club music is always blasting. Note to marketing idiots: I'm not fooled into thinking I'm in a club. The whole time I'm in your store, I'm thinking about how deaf the employees must or will be.

To be fair, there are things about the store that I like. It's not a total bad egg. It's more like an egg that is on the brink of going rotten and stinking up the entire room, causing everyone to look at you and think that you released a SBDF (Silent But Deadly Fart). On the shelves, they put the smaller-sized clothes at the bottom and the larger ones higher up. (Sure, this again is a form of size discrimination - making larger people use more effort to get the clothes, but HELLO, in all other stores, this is reversed and since I'm used to being on the Annoyed Side of having to reach up high to get my size, I like this change.) They also had PLENTY of size 0s and 00s. In other stores, they only carry one or two size 0s and so they sell out fast. I don't know if I'd purchase anything other than jeans and hoodies from the store. I mean, $40 for a simple t-shirt that is made in China, Mexico, or Pakistan seems pretty expensive and silly. It's no wonder their slogan is "Casual luxury".

My beef and pork about stores like Abercrombie & Fitch and American Eagle Outfitters is that (aside from jeans and hoodies), they sell a LOT of crap that looks like you did your laundry, left it in a bag for a week, took it out, and left the wrinkles in the garment. My mother would go crazy (if she isn't already...haha). I think that if you like the wrinkled look for khaki shorts or army pants (etc.), just buy them elsewhere without the wrinkles, go home, wash them, and crumple them up into a ball to dry for a week. Why would you be stupid enough to PAY for wrinkles?

Hmm...people like wrinkles on their clothing, but not on their face. I wonder what kind of messed up (and funny) kind of world it would be if one day we end up paying surgeons to 'give us wrinkles' because wrinkles are sometimes associated with maturity, experience, and supposedly wisdom. "Give me crows feet around my eyes, please, doctor". I can't imagine!

It just occurred to me that one of my friends was supposed to give birth on the eleventh of this month. I should probably call her and see how she's doing. I know how excited she and her husband were. I can only imagine how busy they'll be now! Wow...but this is definitely an epoch in her life!!! I wonder if the child will look more like her mom or her dad....

My boyfriend bought me a humourous greeting card, a chocolate-scented teddy bear, and (in true Mike style) a box of Godiva truffles, all in a matching red gift bag, for a pre-Valentine's Day celebration.

Right now he's in Florida and I am super jealous because the weather is warmer than it is here. He'll be back by Wednesday if everything goes according to plan and before you know it, it'll soon be my birthday! Yay for getting older! Hehe...well, I'm still in my early twenties. I will try to grow old gracefully, but I'm not sure if I'll be so chipper about getting older by the time I celebrate my 90th birthday. Well, it's a blessing to even live that long, so hopefully I'll be thankful for that. I'd never want to be that Old Crank who lives life as though it's a Soylent Green sequel. I'm going to try to do my best to remain upbeat, even if my boobs sag, I grow a beard, and I start wearing pants with elastic waists and tapered legs. *Smirk*

Guess what? Remember how I've been working as a temporary, full-time Web Writer and Researcher? Well, I had my 3-month review on Friday and it was all good! I'm now going to be a permanent, full-time Web Writer and Researcher with a salary! WOOOO HOOOOO!!!!!!! I love my job and it makes me happy. You know how there's an old adage that says, "Don't take your work home with you"? Well, that's not true in my case. Sometimes I think about work or the funny antics of co-workers and it makes me smile. When I'm at work, I'm happy and when I'm thinking about work when I'm not at work, it makes me happy. I feel blessed to have landed this job. It's not very often that a person can truly say that (s)he loves most aspects about work. Sometimes new university graduates take YEARS to even land a job, so I really think it's an achievement that I found this one after only a few months after I graduated. Okay, enough of the self-praising...I hear that it isn't very becoming...hehe...right, Kanye West? I'll end the entry here before my mind starts to spin like a top and it flies right out of my skull.

Spread the sunshine,
Mary Shaw

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SONG STUCK IN MY HEAD: "Window Shopper" by 50 Cent

LAST FEW SONGS I LISTENED TO:

+ "Odds, Evens and Primates" by Christ

+ "Feel It" by The Black Eyed Peas

+ "It Feels Like Home to Me" by Chantal Kreviazuk

+ "Listen to Your Heart" by D.H.T. (featuring Edmee, techno remix)

+ "Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger" by Daft Punk

+ "The Evil that Men Do" by Iron Maiden

+ "Goodbye My Lover" by James Blunt

+ "Master of Puppets" by Metallica

+ "4ever" by The Veronicas

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