I don't wanna be a stupid girl

No, this isn't Lily (or even colour-stealer Ann) but me, the mad scientist with the random colours. Thanks for the three of you for coming to the party on Sunday. I think I'm going to arrange a second kinda "post-party" thingy cuz I still have a lot of pop and junk food left, plus people still really want to play Taboo (remember "barbecue" Lily?!?!?) If it's this week, it would have to be on Wednesday (in the afternoon), cuz I'm going to be working from Tuesday right through till Saturday. Does this sound good with peopl? I'll also send out an e-mail as well.

Wow... they must really like you at work Chels (they are your coworkers, right?) to go and do all that for you... That was really nice of them... I can imagine how awkward it must have felt for you. And yes we all ignore your wish to leave your birthday alone but for good reason. I think you already know what it is.

So today I ran around Vancouver like a madman. I vowed that today I had to get "the" good take of my song, which I was going to be sending off to that songwriting competition that I've wanted to do since like grade 9. So I did one take of it with the mp3 player Chels gave me and it sounded pretty good so I quickly burned it onto a CD and wrote in all necessary info. All I needed was a typed lyric sheet, but my printer(s) don't have ink, and most libraries are closed on Mondays. So dressed in Lily's sweater and Annie's very metro scarf, I first had lunch with my dad and he dropped me off at a skytrain station, where I went to the Dowtown location and printed out the lyrics there. I stuffed everything in the package and was off to send it. My dad told me that because of the Christmas rush, it would likely take DAYS to get there ("there" being the radio station in Richmond) and that even express mail would take days. Not sure about anything, really, I went into the Canada Post across from the Library and lined up in this longgggg line, but it moved quite quickly. I first asked the guy how long it would take to send it normally stamped and he said a few days. Now, the deadline for submissions is Dec. 22 (this Friday). So when I heard this, I thought I was screwed. I asked him if it would be next week and he told me no, that it would be sometime this week, definately before Friday. I asked him about Express mail and he told me that it would get there tomorrow (which I still don't believe). But it would obviously cost more... like $6 more! And all that was inside my package was a CD and a piece of paper. But then I got paranoid about time and I just paid the $6 for the Express mail. And when I left, I felt so.... accomplished, like I had done something big. I was thinking that maybe this would be my big break... but I know that's too much to put faith in.

So next up I took the bus to visit Maggie at work and drop off a game that her boss wanted. By the time I got there, she had already left but i got to talk to her boss and gave her the game. I even got some cookies too. At this point it was already 3:45 -ish. The last thing in my big bag of presents was for Chels and so I went to IGA, but I was sure she wasn't there and of course I was right. I did see Josh (I think) but that's about it when it comes to people I know there. Finally, I took the 41st bus home... and found my keys. I misplaced them this morning and I thought maggie had stolen them but they were just in my jacket. So yeah... that's my day.

About the songwriting thingy... I guess I'll know if I'm in the finals when they contact me. Don't expect that to be anytime soon; they'll start playing the 4 or 5 finalists in January. I'm really excited about this. yay.....

Joanne: You're alive!!!!!!! Do you wanna come for the second party-thingy? Sorry I didn't phone you... I was going to but then work confused me and I guess I forgot....

Ann: How's your love life now, huh?

Lily: Wanna Taboo? Also, happy 1 month with you-know-who...

Chels: I'll see you soon and i'll try phoning you 2nite

That's it for now everyone! let me know what you think about the post-party and if you can come.

~~Aaron