Sighting!

Which Calgarian, turned Vancouver enthusiast was spotted canoodling with the cast of Twilight last night? She was spotted at the Twilight Eclipse wrap up party at the local Aquarium, sipping on complimentary Grey Goose whilst rubbing shoulders with the blood sucking wannabe Vampires.

I wonder what she would think if she read this story a mere couple months ago when the two of us openly bashed the Twilight series like it was the Swine Flu's evil twin. No news reports have surfaced as of yet, but lets hope she confronted Kstew in the bathroom and punched her in the face like we both fantasized about doing should we ever get the opportunity.

..Story developing.

B

Don't Hate Me

B, checking in!
My apologies for the lack of posts on DT, and I don't have any amazing excuses as to why.. perhaps my finger tips are just on vacation? That, or the fact that I am simply too overwhelmed with my "occupation" and in turn the hunt for a new occupation that has been occupying my mind. That, or simply the thought sharing with you all about how "Trashy" has wiggled her way into the limelight at work, or how my unstoppable love of Mars bars has led to petty theft.

On a lighter note, lets talk about the exciting holiday season approaching.. that being Halloween! I want to hear all about your costumes.. or most importantly, what you all want B to B for the big event!?!

I consider ALL suggestions!

Sleep well,
B

Sports Highlight

OK, so any sort of reference to athletics as been less than void from DT's pages over the past year.. that was until I heard that Rosedale's own, 526, was competing in an 8km sprint, through the streets of Victoria, British Columbia this weekend. In fact, this berry picking enthusiast is missing a homestyle Thanksgiving dinner for the cause..

Let's all wish 526 good luck..sorry for BBM'ing you into the wee hours last night, some of us choose alcohol as our hobbies!

B

Thanks JC

News Flash!
VD is back to her outrageous blogging ways.. new city, new stories, new adventures.. So exciting!
Click HERE HERE and HERE to access her blog, for instant laughs. Now, enough blogging for one night, 90210 and MP aren't going to watch themselves!

B

Trimming The Fat

Good evening readers, I hope you are all getting excited for Thanksgiving, and to any Americans who might be reading this, disregard any future comments about turkey, over eating, fat trimming, or anything festive for that matter.

This Thanksgiving, I propose instead of listing those (boring) things we are thankful for, we take a good hard look at what might be standing between ourselves and mediocre-complete happiness, and find a way to cut these toxic inconveniences out of our lives... or, in festive speak, Trimming The Fat. Let me tell you about one of my "toxic inconveniences" which may better explain how fat trimming in life will lead to a fulfillment only realized after trimming excess, or better yet, over kill. For example, a new employee at work, lets call her "Trashy", decided that during her third shift she would report me to management, for taking breaks longer than I was supposed to. Too bad for Trashy, that I had HR and Management wrapped around my under-worked finger months ago. "Excuse me? I'm not entirely sure where you get your information from, but we are allowed 30 minutes breaks, and I take 30 minute breaks.. but thanks for your concern" I responded, after hearing her chatter from behind a pyramid of merchandise, which for some reason she figured I couldn't hear..around?.. or through? I'm not quite sure. Yes, she was completely right about me abusing break time, as I took well over 40 minutes for lunch, but this newbie needs to pick her timing.. and her battles.. As further punishment, I gave her the silent treatment for the rest of the day, except of course for when I passed her on the way out to the parking lot, and told her to "have an amazing Thanksgiving." Its not my fault that she is such a joke. Lets hope Trashy is reviewing the days events and learning from her mistakes as she lays awake in her trailer tonight. I know she lives in a trailer park because the first day I met her, she was telling a crowd of senseless employees about how the wind was so powerful the previous night, that it was shaking her house and keeping her from sleeping. "Wow, I didn't know a house could literally shake and not fall apart?" I asked, prodding at the issue, in hopes she would further elaborate on the unacceptable living arrangements she seemed to eager to chat about. "Well I live in a trailer park" she replied. Yes please! is exactly what my insta-grin communicated when I heard this.




As the big holiday approaches, I will continue to trim the unnecessary annoyances from my life in hopes that all that will be left, is the delicious turkey meat (aka. eternal happiness), or at least, over snipped morals.

B