Ah, another disappointing day to bitch about. More stress at work...(which I don't want to get into) and tonight, played a pretty shit-ass soccer game. We played one of the worst teams tonight and LOST 2-1. I think alot of it had to do with b/c we were short-handed. Christina (one of the players in our power line) had to go into goal tonight since our regular goalie was absent. It was just even more disappointing to go from TYING with the best team to LOSING to the worst team. Like Dan said, we play like the Oilers (Remember how they LOST to Calgary and Nashville?! Sick!). ONE more day until Friday night...oh, how I am counting the hours....

[Roz] Ok, weird...I tried to edit the entry below b/c I see that the last picture doesn't download. Damn, it was of a cute puppy hugging a piece of grass, so that he looks like a pussywillow. AWWWW. Anyhow, blogspot isn't giving me the option to edit the blog. Odd. Oh well.

Anyways, tobogganing was fun!!! It started to rain (freezing rain!) on my way to Dan's house and was STILL raining when I got there so we had all decided to cancel and just bum around in front of the TV and watch the Super Bowl. I don't understand much about football, but it's fun to go to live games and be part of the crowd anyways. People always doing crazy things and I LOVE the rowdiness!!! Fortunetly, the rain stopped about an hour later and the weather was absolutely fantastic for a night of tobogganing. Kelly brought her camera, so you'll have to go to her site, "Crazy White Girl with a Keyboard" and check out the pictures under the Jan. 27th entry. (Thanks Kelly!!!)

So it's about 2pm on a Tues afternoon, and I'm sitting here at home. I got the afternoon off work, which I totally needed because I JUST realized today that my job is TOTALLY stressing me out. I work with three kids, and one of them stresses me out alot b/c he can be difficult to deal with. Lately, he's been REALLY hard to deal with - grumpy mornings ALL the time and oppositional at school makes my job a challenge. I didn't think I did show signs of stress (I really try not to), but one of the teacher's and the kid's mom noticed that I talk faster and more when I am frustrated. Oops...I thought that was just me, seeing that I talk lots in general anyways. But when it was pointed out, I realized I WAS stressed out. ACK. So I am GLAD to have the afternoon off - going to go practice some karate and then watch Passions (soap), then probably take a nap. I have a meeting with my intern supervisor tonight, so it'll be good to talk to him about my stress. Damn, you'd think that working out 5 times a week would destress you enough...I guess not. *SIGH*

On a good note, I am looking forward to the hockey game (U of A Bears vs. Calgary) at the university this Friday. Dan, I and friends will be going to RATT and Power Plant (bars on campus) before and after the game. If you're interested, let me know guys! Tix are only $4 if you're a student! Oh, I can't wait to go to Power plant! I miss it!!! I actually MISS school too!!!! (Not that I don't like my job).

[Rozzy] Wow, this was a nice relaxing weekend (unfortunetly, not relaxing on a beach somewhere!).
Friday night, Dan and I had a game of Scrabble and I beat his ass (finally I can beat him in SOMETHING). The scores were close though: 254 for me and 243 for Dan. Here's what we came up with:


Saturday night, went over to this girl Noelle's house (more like a mansion - they had their own gates and concrete walls surrounding the huge house) for Anahita's 24th birthday. It was a nice 'wine and dine' kind of party - there was a dinner, then afterwards, we all played a game of Pictionary - Guys vs. Girls. The girls led the whole game, but then the boys beat us in the last round. Dan and I actually went against each other in the second last round (coincidence), which was an "all play" round, where both teams must guess the word(s). ''Our word was "Swiss army knife". The girls got the "knife" part and then I tried to draw "cheese" (swiss cheese, get it?) but by then, the guys had already got the answer. GRRR! Losers had to serve the cake.

Another funny moment, was when I had to draw "Denver" but being very ignorant about America's geography, I had no idea where Denver was! So then I drew Canada with the US underneath it, so the girls knew it was in the States. Then for some odd reason, I drew a BEAVER, thinking maybe someone would get it (don't ask me how - but probably the "ver" part) and Anahita guessed it correct!!! She thinks that beaver and Denver rhyme! What a smart girl, thinking on the same tracks as me (yes I know...odd thinking but hey -- it worked!)

Sunday (today): I woke up from a really strange dream I had last night. Alot of what was in it were things that I discussed or seen last night at Noelle's house. The dream started out with D and I going to New York City for a vacation. He was telling me about how there is this rich old man (one of the richest in the world) who didn't have anything better to do with his time, so when he's in a pool, he dunks people and vomits on them. Sick. (Side note: We were talking about people shitting in pools last night). Anyways, when we get to New York, I'm suddenly younger (Another side note: my dream jumps around ALOT). and my brother is there with me. I'm about 12 years old, and we're at a "Singles Mom Dating Contest" so there were all these attractive older ladies surrounding us. (I have NO idea why this part was in the dream). Then the dream jumps to another scene, and we're sitting in a booth in a mall's food court with one of the "hot single moms", and she was deciding whether she should date this Greg guy, who had the most votes to go on a date with her. Merv (my brother) and I say "Go for it, he seems like a nice guy".

Then the scene jumps again, and suddenly, I'm in an underground train station with a group of girls. I had to go pee, so one of the girls, Kristen (who is an aquaintance that was at the party last night) offered to bring me to the bathroom (which was in another building). We walked outside the busy streets of NYC and went into this back alley, where some 24 year old guy was making out with himself in his rear view mirror (don't ask!). We were laughing so hard that I wanted to go back for my camera, but we decided not to incase he had a gun.

Suddenly, the dream jumps to another scene and Dan and I are entering a room where there was a pool in it. I believe we were in a hotel in NYC. As we entered, I don't know why, but I went around the pool (which was a BIG detour) and Dan headed straight for the doors. As I was walking around the pool, I noticed a man who resembled Hue Hefner swimming, and 2 older ladies were busy flirting with him. All of a sudden, he dunked the 2 ladies and started to vomit on them IN the water!!! Dan yells, "That's the guy I told you about, Roz!!! Let's get out of here! QUICK!!!!" So the old dude turns around and vomits on a poor man swimming behind him and then he starts swimming towards me. I was panicking!!!! You know how you have such a hard time running in dreams, your feet feel like cement? It was kind of like that. And the old man attempts to vomit on me, but misses and it hits the ground in front of me! Eeeww! I was going to kick him in the head, but I was afraid he was going to pull me in and dunk him in the vomit-drenched water. I dashed to the door, after Dan, who was already on his way down a winding staircase (which I saw at Noelle's house last night). There were other people running with us down the stairs...actually as I recall, we were flying - my hands were sweating like crazy as I held on to the rails and my feet were going as fast as they could. Someone yelled, "Becareful! I hear he likes to throw up down the staircase too!!!" And right before I knew it, he had vomited from the top of the staircase and some of it splashed into my hair. Gross. But that didn't stop me from running...the whole scene was a blur, all I could see where these white stairs and the outlines of people as I flew down the flight of stairs. As soon as we reached the bottom, SPLAT - he had managed to vomit ALL over the top of my head. I was so disgusted, I ran through this dark tunnel, where a line of women were waiting to use the bathroom. Everyone seemed to be aware of what happened, so they let me go ahead. As soon as I got into the bathroom, I saw that most of the puke had disappeared from my head, but I still wiped the remains. Then this older man comes up beside me, and I recognized him as Greg, the guy that single mom was suppose to go on a date with. He started making moves on me, and I was so revolted (as if I wasn't already!) I bolted out the door.

Next thing I know, I am in a room with Dan and telling him about how this Greg creep tried to touch me, and Dan tries to comfort me. We start to kiss passionately and...THEN I WAKE UP. What the hell, the best part of my dream is happening, and I have to wake up? Well, that's just my luck I guess! Isn't that such a f*cked up dream? I wonder what it meant?

Back to reality: D and I were suppose to go snowboarding at Rabbit Hill today, but I read in the paper that it was going to be windy and there were going to be scattered showers, so we called it off. And whatdayaknow, it turned out to be a GORGEOUS day! But by the time I got out of my workout, it was already 2pm. Oh well, we're going tobogganning/tubing at Conner's Hill tonight! Whoohoo! Anyone that reads this (in time) may come join the festivities! And I leave you with this sweet picture:

d=I think it's pretty awesome when you can pay $2 for a soccer game (Roz's) and get more out of a professional hockey game (Oilers/Senators game) that costs 25 times more (well, free for me!!!). Anyhow, at Roz's soccer game, they were playing the #1 team in their division, whom they had previously lost to 7 to 1. After the first 5 minutes, Roz's team was down 3 to nil, and things didn't look too good. They quickly rebounded and got a decent goal, then two penalty kicks got the game tied at the half. To start off the 2nd half, they fell down 6 to 3 and we thought that the game was over. They scored with about 15 then 10 minutes remaining, but had troubles controlling play for the majority of the remainder. In the last minute, they sent out their #1 line (Teresa, Roz, and Christina - the power line) and Teresa brought the ball down to the offensive half, evaded some tackles, passed it through the crease, and Roz slammed home the tying goal with exactly 1.2 SECONDS remaining. It totally rocked! Amateur sport is equal or better than professional sport. The only things that are missing are they hype and promotion. Next weekend should be pretty fun as we'll be watching some U of A hockey, then taking a trip on memory lane, going drinkin' at the Plant, where we had MANY great and memorable nights. later

Ok, I'm going to do what everyone else is doing these days...bitch and complain about how cold it is right now!!!! Minus 31 today and I'm wondering why I should even bother getting out of bed (but then reality sinks in and guilt about not going to work starts taking over). Grrr. As some of you know, I am doing my internship working with autistic kids. One of my kids today asked if we were going to the park. "NO WAY!" was my response, and I didn't even give a second to think about that one! Earlier, he even wanted to greet his brother (who was being dropped off in front of the house by a yellow bus) by ATTEMPTING to run outside with just his sweatshirt and sweatpants on (socks too!) Lucky for my fast feet, I caught him in time.

Dan FINALLY got his snowboard in (after only THREE months!!!) so we are thinking about going to Rabbit Hill to ride this weekend. I heard that Saturday will be -15, and Sunday will be -7. I vote that we go on Sunday since it will be half as cold - I am a wuss when it comes to cold weather. My hands freeze in 2 degrees weather, for pete's sake!!

What are you doing these days to keep yourself busy?

[Roz] Wow! I am so tired right now! Had some great nights both on Friday and Saturday. Friday, the LADS decided to break open the 3 litre bottle of Heinekin. Dan was already significantly sloshed since late afternoon with his co-workers (trade ya jobs, Dan!) Sean had his video camera and got some of the action on footage. I'll get Dan to add that in when he can. Oh, and we had 5 foosball games against each other and I won three of the games! YAY! (Yes, it did help that Dan was drunk but that's besides the point!) Anyway, on to the good stuff- pictures!!

Friday night

WWE: Here's D biting poor Keith in the arm! Haha, look at Keith's expression!
The aftermath on Keith's arm
Check out the size of these cards - no wonder they are called Drunk cards!
Adam pouring Lon some Heinekin

Saturday Night

Friday night was Dan's drinking night, and Saturday night was mine. We went to the LADS residence to drink and then headed over to Roxy to dance. Note how pink (not quite red yet) I am. Man, I remember I thought I was talking, but I know I was yelling...and I didn't care! Sorry to those who had to suffer through the pain of listening to my silly ramblings. ;o)


We told Dan to smile "nicely" for the camera...here is his attempt. Nice try, Dan.
It took four attempts to take this picture with Lon (I couldn't centre our heads in the picture), but I finally did it!
Awww cute, Michelle and Byron (sorry about the blurriness!)
Terry, Michelle and me...wow, Michelle and I have our drunk expressions on!

d=Just got back from Roz's soccer game and I can honestly say that I had more fun there than at the Oilers game this past weekend. The soccer game ended up in a 2-2 tie, but it was full of everything...running goalies (on both teams), great plays, missed opportunities, and rowdy spectators (Quang and myself). There's definately something to be said for amateur sport over spoiled professionals. On a side note, I never knew that Asian people can turn so red (ie. Roz's face was very tomato-like after the game)!!!

Well since we're on the topic of death, I just rememebered a news story that I heard this morning. It's not so much related to death as it is to being a sick person in society. A young girl's parents and her grandmother tricked society into thinking that this poor girl was dying of lukemia so that they could collect funds from the charity they were promoting. It turns out that the whole thing was a hoax, and the girl is perfectly healthy. However, the parents and grandmother went as far as shaving the girl's head, giving her sleeping pills and putting her in counselling to prepare her for death. Now, if that's not traumatizing for a girl, I don't know what is. I wonder how this poor girl will turn out to be when she's older. Did anyone else hear about this?

On a lighter note: As many of you know, I absolutely LOVE listening to the morning show on 97.3 K-Rock . Terry, Bill and Steve (the morning hosts) are hilarious and they always talk about interesting things (mainly, sex-related topics). Yesterday, they were talking about which cartoon character or super hero would you sleep with and tons of people called in. It was great! There were some funny answers. I just checked out the k-rock site and there's a link to cartoon porn. Click here for a laugh (warning: "adult" site). It feels ironic to say that it's an adult site, although it features girls of Disney movies. I guess if I had to pick one, it would have to be either Neo from The Matrix (we all know how crazy I am about Keanu Reeves!) or Superman because then we could do it in mid-air. As for a cartoon character, I would have to say Eric from "The Little Mermaid". I HAD a crush on him WHEN (not since!) I was a little girl! Also, maybe Tarzan...ok, I think I'm putting too much thought into this. Anyways, who would you pick and why?

[Dan posting] So I was over at my sis's place yesterday for her birthday, and that got me thinking about my own mortality (?!?!?!?!?!). When I die, I want it to be while doing something exciting (skydiving) or worthwhile (saving people from a burning building). I think that once life gets to the stage where all you do all day is sit in a bed in a depressing old folk's home, life actually ends. I'm not saying we die, but our life turns into mere existance. I am totally pro-euthansia (sp?) and was just wondering what you guys thought of it. I'm not depressed or worried about death or anything, but extremely interested. Let us know what you guys think in the comments section.

WOW! FINALLY Dan posts!!! YAY! Ok, ok...so Dan's beat me 30 times at foozball but I've still beat him 2 times. That's pretty good...right? C'mon, humor me and just agree with me, people!
On another subject, today at karate, it was interesting. It was the first day of class for this semester and already, one of the yellow belts (second level) got his shoulder dislocated! It was a freak accident. I think he went to block a punch and BAM! It came out of the socket! I didn't see that (since I was sparring with another student). However, when I realized that he wasn't back in the dojo, I went outside of the gym to see what was going on (I can do that since I'm an instructor - ahh..the power!) He was losing feeling in his hand, so we called an ambulance.
I should have been back in the dojo helping the other Sensei teach, but this was MUCH more exciting. It's not like I get to see this everyday. I REALLY wish I had my camera with me because at one point, the paramedic injected the IV needle into his arm and as he was doing that, he looked away to reach for something else. As soon as that happened, blood squirted everywhere!!! It was spewling all over his hand, the paramedic's hand and the carpet! Luckily, I was far away enough not to get sprayed. EWWW. The poor guy asked "Uh, was that suppose to happen!?" and the paramedic replied with embarassment,"Uh...no". Oops. He kept a very good sense of humor and asked for more morphine. Wow, not everyday I get to see something like this happen, especially at karate (not very many students get injured, due to strict control).

WOW!!! Here I am (finally). Thanks to all of those who are visiting our site and leaving comments on our site (I guess we can now officially call it OUR site). BTW, Just to set the record straight, I'll keep a running tally of our Fooseball games. So far, the record is about 2 wins for Roz and 30 for Dan. Not trying to brag or anything, but just making sure the people understand the situation at hand. Remember to come back often...more to come soon! +D

Hmmm, what's up since I've written last? Here's a brief summary:

*THURSDAY: My soccer team got whooped by the Warriors (an elite soccer team, which I use to play for back when I was in gr. 6). The Warriors stand second (out of 10) and we're something like place eight. Although I'm sure we're probably ninth now. OUCH! I have to admit though, we didn't play that bad, the score was ONLY 5-1...we were expecting 10-zip...but the Warriors weren't as good as we expected them to be. Our goal was not to win, but to at least score one goal. We did just that! yay! The highlight of the night (I think), besides our one goal of course, was when I executed a "slide-and-tackle" on this one girl and she just went FACE diving into the turf!I was SO sure that I was going to get called on that one, but NOPE- the ref ordered for us to "keep playing". That was because I didn't touch her...she tripped over me! HA! (Lon, I think you would have LOVED to see that one!)

*FRIDAY: Dan and I went with Joe and Patricia to The Attic, which was pretty dead and just playing lame music, so we headed over to Suite 69 and stayed there for a bit. There were these 3 older ladies there (around a mom's age) who were just having a hoot dancing away. (Sorry, I didn't have my camera with me!) They weren't dressed provocative...they were dressed...well...like moms. Joe asks us if we think they are considered "cougers" and I say no, because they didn't look like they were there to pounce on young horny "boys"...just a couple of moms trying to relive their youthfulness. Anyhow, I can see myself at that age doing the same thing...any of you ladies wanna join me in 20 years?

* SATURDAY: Dan, George, Janelle and I went to see the hockey game, Oilers vs. Senators. Ohmygod, that was the WORST game I've seen the Oilers play (I'm sure Dan will have more to bitch about on this--if he ever writes on here!) It was such a messy, disorganized game. The Oilers looked like they were trying to fluke plays instead of setting up some. Needless to say, we were very disappointed. The score was 2-0. Did anyone else see the game?
After the game, the four of us headed over to The Armoury Nightclub for Amy's birthday. I've never been to the Armoury before (it's where the old Club Malibu use to be) - and I remember I tried to get into the club last summer but they wouldn't let me because I was wearing runners. Hmm, maybe if I had the cleavage it wouldn't have mattered. Oh well. Anyhow, I was expecting it to be a posh place where everyone dresses in black and look the same. To my surprise, it wasn't that bad. The downstairs was way better than the upstairs - music-wise. Amy had her party mostly upstairs, where they were playing retro hits. She had everyone dress up in 70's gear. Her get up was hilarious...again, sorry I didn't have my camera! She wore these HUGE pin/purple shades, a silver tube top, tight pants that hitched up her torso with gold chains in the front of it and socks OVER her pants. It was great! She had us all wear nametags, and I had mine as "R-licious" and I made Janelle get hers as "J-licious". George was "Sexy Machine" and Dan was "DHC Hardcore". I think the highlight of the night was when Janelle got hit on by this dirty (older) guy. He was saying that it was his friend's bday and that he was watching her and wanting her all night. UGH. Poor Janelle. He basically treated her like a prostitute by trying to convince her that his friend had a huge dick, etc. Poor, poor Janelle. But we thought it was funny! hehe!

*When D and I got back to his place, we had a few games of foozball- AND I WON one game! YAY for Roz! Actually the game was quite intense, b/c I was SO mad since he beat me 10-0 the game before (ya I know, I suck). I was up about 2 or 3 points in this game, and then D caught up and then I would score, then he would score, then I would score and he would score...it kept going like that...until I won the final point. I guess being mad helped alot. Thanks Dan for pissing me off. :o)

Not much to say today, but got something really funny for you kids to watch. It's one of those Priceless advertisments.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! The LAD (Lon, Adam, and Dan- minus Sean since he wasn't in town) had a house party on New Year's Eve. So today, I bring you pictures of a nite of pure fun drunkeness:

Prep time: Janelle doing up Lon's hair
This picture rocks! Dan's REALLY holding himself up in that position on the door frame! We swear we didn't edit the picture although it may look like it!

Ohmygod! My eyes are SO squinty! Ok be quiet guys, it's not only because I'm Chinese!
George and Dan drinking from their beersteins!
Janelle and Kelly making more dip
Me and one of my best friends, Jackie sharing a very happy moment
Clayton having fun with Mary, the LADS' chameleon
Dan and Mary chillin'
This is taken from the LADS' front entrance...the torches add a touch of survivor flava
"Someone spilt beer on my crotch!"
Suzy and Stefko

New Year's K-I-S-S-I-N-G

Awww, early New Year's kiss to Patricia from Joe
*Muah*! A kiss from Janelle
Janelle's just giving out free kisses tonight! HAHA, Janelle and Dan carrying on the tradition of their "pretend" make-out pictures
Dan, STOP eating my face!
Jackie and Clayton
Christy and Dwayne...tango dancing?
Dwayne...that's NOT Christy!
Dan's ready for Mary (haha, sorry D, I just HAD to put this picture in)

DRUNKEN FOOSBALL!
GAME: Dan & Suzy vs. Christy & Pam
Intensity level: high
SCORE! Point for Suzy & Dan!
NEW GAME: Roz & Dan vs. (we can't remember, due to alcohol) -but obviously I'm REALLY into it!
...the concentration pays off!!! YAY!
Dan: "Suckas!"
SPIN THAT RECORD
The Basement: Adam spinning, Aaron standing by
George takes over...

COME BACK SOON, I WILL POST MORE PIX UP WHEN I GOT THE TIME!