if a blog falls in the forest does anybody read it?

It’s almost Friday, already. I’m nervous and excited. November is Sunday and since September I’ve moved up almost 15 floors, got a new job and have a happy heart .  I stuck to my goals and keep my thoughts positive. I have a really good idea for Nuit Blanche next year and it’s beautiful in my mind. I’ve been dreaming of an iphone. I’m nervous and excited about everything. My skin tingles through my veins. photo by lee dale

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natural chic magnet

Last week I got a new mascara in the mail as a member of  Chick Advisor’s Product Review Club. ChickAdvisor is a girls resource for reviews and advice on stuff they like. It made my lashes longer. It’s  lite on your lashes, soft almost. It’s a good day mascara. I do two coats. It brushes on nicely. The brush is a combination between that skinny plastic kind d the fluffier brush one. My lashes feel soft and not all mascara-ish. I would use it again.  My current favorite is the vibrating mascara, it’s a bit more expensive. Twitter came out with lists yesterday. I made one list so far it is a growing collection of Toronto Blog Girls. I’m on a couple lists made by other including Toronto Twitterati, Social Community Alliance and Toronto Arts. I got a really lovely shout out this week from my penpal Hillzy on her blog.  Keep blogging sista! Big thanks to Two Belt & E1E ♥

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why is it always so hard to remember them

I had a really interesting dream last night. I moved to this house in Montreal. It was huge. I shared a really big room with a friend but it wasn’t small it was really big. It had it’s own bathroom. There were lots of things around the house from the people who  lived there before.  Maybe they still lived there. The house was really old too. There were a bunch of people that lived there. Madison Mitchell lived there and I saw her in action. There was a trap door under the floor near my bed that had a room with four bunk beds.  I had so much closet space to put all my clothes that I wanted more and more. The house was near a ski hill and it was winter. I wish I had that much closet space, today is closet organizing day.New rack will be delivered in about an hour.  The goal is all clothes have a home. Good luck to me.

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the only rule: don’t spill it

Last night I stopped into The Hazelton for Macallan Scotch tasting.  Wasn’t sure if I was gonna to make it through. I thought, ‘I don’t know if I can handle drinking scotch but I’m sure going to try’. I had a good time at the vodka tasting last time. I arrived with Keri and sat down right across from Cheryl who I know as @Cherrysberries. We had a lovely Quebecois man named Mark showing us the Macallan. It wasn’t long before I spotted a bunch of familiar faces around the room… Toronto bloggers Zucket & Hyfen Twitter peeps Jingle_jangle,  _topshelf, Reado & Karmacake Some things I learned: pay attention to how the scotch feels in your mouth distilled beer is whiskey women have better sense of smell takes 12 years to make a 12 year whiskey no right or wrong way to drink scotch don’t put it in the freezer ice ball has less surface area than an cube and melts slowly The whole time I was tasting these I thought “I love scotch. Scotchy, scotch, scotch. Mmm, mmm, mmm. Here it goes down, down into my belly.” haha Macallan 12 – added water, comes from Spanish oak, little bit of wood smoke, valinna woith hints of ginger, smooth palet, sweet toffee finish, dried fruit… Macallan 15 – fine oak – lighter in colour Macallan 18 – fine sherry oak, darker Macallan 21 – like a fine ballerina on stage exquisite single malt Whiskey stones are better than icecubes. If you don’t get the expensive ones you can go to Lake Ontario, bend down, pick up some stones, wash with wiskey, put in the freezer, use as ice rocks. To ensure they don’t ruin their wood supply, they don’t cut more than they plant; they plan ahead 100 years for…

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read a couple blogs to form an opinion

Let me tell you. Working from home is great. Well, working when you’re not on a schedule or have any deadlines and you don’t have to report to anyone. Working on Tweeting your friends, replying to emails of interest, attending blogging events, videos, celebrating yourself and your friends…it’s a tough life. I woke up yesterday and put on Zombie makeup. It was lovely. I went to Sobeys to get groceries, got the mail and received a package from the concierge. Scared some new neighbor and the cleaning lady. It was so fucking fun. Me, alone, Zombie by day, not even Halloween yet. I love me when I do things like that. Like really live it out. Make the most. I started this draft a while ago and now it’s already almost 2pm. I have a meeting and haven’t showered even gotten dressed yet or washed my hair. Karrera took all these photos. I just made a scary movie. Working at home is harder than I thought… When you love what you do it’s not really work.

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