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yo yo yo.

tuesday nights have become hip hop nights. tonight i attended my second hip hop class at the gym. and i love it. i get to bust the moves and i wind up sweating more than i do on the treadmill or in step class. and the music is fun and the teacher is my bud and she includes nsync's dirty pop in the repertoire. i got the moves...sometimes. the rest of the time my feet just dont do what i want them to. be careful...if youre around me on a tuesday im gonna try to drag you. word. =)

im still catching up on my sleep. i took a nap from 5 to 7:30 but still have the tired burned out feels like i just smoked ten pounds of weed eyes.

had a nice little shopping escapade today. walked over to st denis to try stuff on at the gap because its friends and family weekend coming up and i'll be damned if im not friends and family with one of their star employees. but i was warned that its a madhouse for dressing rooms that weekend, and its smoother to have a list in advance. i felt bad for the guy helping me, since i tried a bunch of crap and he was really nice and i only bought a ten dollar tank top for the gym with a built in bra which is cute but as i found out tonight doesnt do much in the way of holding....

anywho, as always at the gap im in between their jeans sizes. 10 is just too big and 8 is too snug for me to be happy with. the most joyous announcement though is this: I AM NOW A MEDIUM IN GAP SWEATERS. go me. go me, or the gap has made their stuff bigger and stuck smaller tags on them. whatever the case, i was pretty fucking pleased. hooray for having a gym on the block. so much better than a new kid. btw, the tank top? also a medium. =))

anyway, i didnt want to bug my friend at work so i went to a smaller store. gonna have to pop up at the mothership store though...they just have tons more, and i expect to buy a ton. 30% off everything, including stuff already marked down + a girl who desperately needs some fresh wardrobe action and who isnt spending a bundle on a seattle trip = BUYING FRENZY.

speaking of buying frenzy....i made the mistake of going back to back into two of my favorite stores. the first is food related: chu chai. except not chu chai...today i went into their sister store, chuch, which has alot of the stuff but in take out format. i was overjoyed to see my favorite fake beef on a stick and bought 5 (yes 5, its a very thin stick =P). then i got some hot and sour soup, which was super duper hot. then the counterwoman seduced me with describing the fake beef in orange sauce, so i got some of that to try too, which i wont again. and i had to wrap it up with some spring rolls...two different kinds. christ i love that place. also, christ, im a hog. but this hog fits into medium sweaters all of a sudden, so pardon the pun, but bite me.

then it was off to lush, finally. i looked up their addy in the phone book and must be the world's largest idjit for not having spotted it before. it was very exciting to be there, but i found it very expensive. of course, that didnt stop me from ringing up 55 dollars of purchases, including my favoritest shower scrub (no sheri i dont use soap either) now called gumback smoothie express, some defrizzing mask for mes cheveux (aka my hair), a glitter bar that you just rub on your skin that moisturizes and leaves pretty glitter behind, and 3 bath bombs for jacer-eraser. i was having fun with the girl who works there, and as a result she gave me some sample stuff to try...some angel face wash stuff. things i wanted that i didnt get (aka couldnt afford)? PLENTY. they have a pefume called karma that i LOVED, and pricey ass shampoo, and a ton of different bath bombs, and tho i never used them before they sure make 'dusting powders' sound lovely. its so nice to spoil oneself.

and that was it. i came home and ate and napped and hip hopped and judging amyed and laundered and typed. my brother turned 33 as all this was happening. and i video taped general hospital to guilty pleasure my way to sleep with. last night i fell asleep to my trillionth viewing of jerry maguire.

so ani. as i said i was up on the rail. i wanted to be all 'to the teeth!' or 'come back to montreal!!' but i just couldnt bring myself to disrupt the experience. so many of her fans yell stupid crap out during the show...and its just not me to impose in such a way (other ways, fine. hahaha.). i love ani. she blows me away and i just want to take her home and keep her (no dirty stuff, sorry to the lesbian fantasizers). the complete setlist:

-heartbreak even
-subdivision (ani saying stuff about design and division of neighborhoods so that people dont know their neighbors being non accidental before the song so that i was able to call it before she started playing it. woo.)
-cradle and all
-marrow
-shy
-new song: guessed title: blissed like this, including lyrics 'i said venice, you heard vegas, i said either way lets go'
-new song: guessed title: its just a phase, including lyrics 'i'll be your best friend, i'll be the fool...this way little smile is my expression, the meaning of which i will leave to your discretion'
-as is
-anitcipate (reworked)
-swan dive (LOVE this)
-tis of thee (with ani introducing it by saying she has a hard time knowing what to say onstage because she is just filled with so much shame over her country and its media, telling us its a good time to be canadian and referring to the president as 'the waste of space in the white house')
-new song: guessed title: trying to evolve, including lyrics: 'i dont take good pictures cuz i have the kind of beauty that moves'
-self evident (delivered completley spoken word, no guitar...goosebumps on me throughtout and many stops for wild applause after every spouting of truth and genius).

encore: names and dates and times

only 14 songs...her shows always end too early. they should never end at all. she changed guitars between every song, and at one point was having trouble hearing the guitar and her tech was on my side so i was watching her talk to the crowd, then lean back and mouth shit to him...and at one point she went TWO FIFTY AN HOUR, which was easy to lipread because she went 2-5-0 with her hand for emphasis. i dont know what was 250 an hour, but she sure seemed not into paying it.

next tour dates for ani are in march. no canadian ones as yet. that doesnt matter. my fourth (and possibly more) show is among the dates listed...so far the closest is freakin schenectady new york. schenectady yes montreal no?! whats up with that!? but missing her is not an option. she is a must see artist. so inspired and so inspirational and so on par with with what i believe and feel personally and world-view-ly. amazing how she does that.

anywho. time for general hospital. didnt you hear that brenda is back?!

endquote is a snippet of my chat with will which made me laugh like an arse.

--will: steph!
oshuns2: william
oshuns2: greetings
will: vas es los?
oshuns2: <--jewish
oshuns2: try again
will: shalom?
oshuns2: shalom =)
oshuns2: know what shalom means?
will: peace
will: i think
oshuns2: yep
oshuns2: hello and goodbye and peace
oshuns2: good for yo
oshuns2: u
will: its a good thing the beatles weren't jewish . . . you say shalom/and I say shalom wouldn't have the same impact
oshuns2: HAHA
oshuns2: lol
--

just got home from ani in ottawa. could be the longest day ever...woke up at 4 45 this morning for work...slept a bit on the bus ride home from the 'wa...not exactly proper compensation. but oh was it ever so worth it. ani is the magical goddess elf woman genius and it was amazing to see her solo.

highlights:
self evident.
marrow.
subdivision.
swan dive. swan dive is my song of the moment. how nice to have it played live.
3 new songs. all great.
opener:heartbreak even.

wishin and hopin for, but did not receive: to the teeth. garden of simple. school night.

last time i absorbed the show from the soundboard and didnt actually see ani herself. this time i was up against the rail, front row stylin, and its a good thing...ani was seated cuz she broke her foot a ways back. im normally an eyes closed type concert goer, but ani is just so dynamic to watch. songs that are more than 10 years old...she still sings them with expression as though she just wrote them today. she means that shit. she feels that shit. its not autopilot. totally genuine. and she never stops singing. even when her face is away from the mic, her mouth is going.

have i mentioned that i love ani? i love ani.

anyway, im hungry and im not about to eat so i should try to get to sleep instead.

on a side note: i have met mr 7 month old baby jace. he is delicious. its been good times with the girls all week. and hopefully cari is extending her stay, so there is more to come.

night night. boo im hungry. boo.

--you were smoking me werent you, between your yellow fingers....you just inhaled and exhaled without saying a word--