Posts tagged sick
*peers out from behind curtain of WAHHHH*
Hallo friends. I am BACKish now from my 4-day-stretch of flu-induced hibernation to BLOW YOUR MIND with the kind of wicked-ehss geekity goodness y’all know me for… or, rather, I would be if I hadn’t been laid out for 18 hours a day since this betch of a bug hit me, barely even able to Tweet – let alone eat. The upside to that: Willie helped me finish some cottage cheese the other day and it was adorrrrable.
The most I’ve actually been able to accomplish since Thursday was a trip to Sport Chek earlier this evening to buy some new running shoes and dayglo workout gear. I ain’t even mad if it was the cough medicine that influenced this particular purchase because my new kicks are chopahcalohpah:
I’m just making up words to troll you guys at this point.
I’ve actually been working pretty hard on a “Best of 2012″ post over the past couple of evenings. It’s taking a long time, but I suppose I should be thankful for that. I had one heck of a year.
Hopefully, I’ll get that one up right soon so that I can start cranking on some new blojects for 2013! I got some tings, I got some tings. But for now, please enjoy…
The fruits of my time spent playing with the CatWang iPhone app!!! It’s totally free and ridiculously fun (if you’re into putting lasers and cat heads and other cool things on your photos. Which you must be, if you’re here.)
This commercial for the HOT NEW SOCIAL NETWORK Star Like Me which was most certainly produced in a basement somewhere in the Eastern Bloc. Yeah, yeah, I know that the Eastern Bloc doesn’t exist anymore (as of 20 seconds ago — thanks Wikipedia.)
Facebook, Twitter, WATCH YO BACK(end)S — Star Like Me is taking over:
Bwahahahaha. <-- Yeah, that's the best joke I have right now, "Bwahahahaha." I'll provide the material - you provide the punchlines, guys, just for today (and maybe all of the Sunday mornings too.)
Azealia Banks dropped a new track on New Year’s Day called BBD (Bad B*tches Do it). “It’s Trap, but it’s Rave. it’s Banjee, But still a lil classy,” she said on Twitter. Love? Hate? Meh?
I was 6 and 7s about it until I listened to it for the 5th time. Now I can’t get enough of it, or the Angel Haze diss track (ooooh Diss track!) she dropped on Soundcloud yesterday, produced by MACHINEDRUM. It gets tight at 1:37: NERPRUHBLUMSNOPRUHBLERRRMS rah grumble grooo NOPRUUUHBRLEERMS.
Hey guys… have you ever realized that THE BRAIN NAMED ITSELF?
What up fraynds?
As you can see, I am a proper cat now. The Felinoplasty procedure I had Friday night left me pretty drained for most of the weekend, but it was well worth the ability to fetch my own lunch from the alleyways of Little Italy now.
Groundskeeper Willie is taking me on my first hunt tomorrow!
Ahhh I kid, I kid. What the heck is a Felinoplasty?
She’s in Detroit for the auto show right now! I had the chance to go as well, but too much is going on at work-work right now so I must settle for living vicariously through my bestie’s Tweets. You should too. Detroit rules!
No fun adventures from this weekend to write about, I’m afraid. I spent almost the entire time in bed moaning my face off.
Get thy minds out of the guttah, hooligans! I was ill. I’m still ill — In BOTH ways (meaning that I am both sick and SICK…), which brings me to the first of 10 radaclysmic things I found on the Internet this week:
1. The Urban dictionary Rap Battle:
I feel like I would be friends with these guys if I knew them in real life, ya know? UD is my favourite thing ever. I submit my silly words to them all the time and one time I met Aaron Peckham (the site’s founder) at ROFLcon. I think I freaked him out a little with my enthusiasm. Anyhoo, nice rap chaps! Here’s some more…
2. The Rapper Spelling Bee Supercut:
Holy crap is this ever good. My homies at Slacktory put together this brilliant compilation of rappers spelling their own names and it is perfection. Straight up genius. If I ever become a kindergarden teacher, this is what I’ll use to teach my pupils how to spell.
3. The My Little Pony Generator:
Like my pretty pretty pony? Clear the next 2 hours from your schedule and go nuts.
4. Long lost NYE photos (ft. Casie:
I’ve got the above gem on my second monitor at work right now. I give it two more days before I’m told to take it down. Always a rebel, that O’Neil girl…
6. Angelina Jolie Doppelganger hits the web, goes viral:
Meet Lina Sands. Some guy posted an audition video of her last week and she’s since got some craaaaazy attention – and with good reason. It only makes sense that the first human clone is of one of humanity’s most beautiful specimens.
I’m sure it sounds a bit lame to people who aren’t bird lovers, but this video is actually very very funny and very very cute. Just watch it. You’ll fall in love.
9. Cats who can Tweet?
The future, my friends, is fabulous.
10. Christian students organization + Nicki Minaj = Super Grace.
I actually kind of love this. It’s cute and clever and adorably cultish. Fun fun fun!
11. Casie and I are demons… or something.
Christine found this on Craigslist and sent it our ways. Some random must have grabbed that zombie snap from Google Images or something? Whatever the case, it’s hilarious and I love it. Craigslist never ever ever fails to entertain.
12. This chick snuck into a Russian military mocket factory to take photos and is thus the epitome of badass.
If I knew how to say “You Go Girl!” in Russian, that’s what I’d type right now — but I don’t so “Borscht!”
13. NYANCORE RAVE REMIX FAHCKYEAH!
Hat tip to David P. Leonard for that one. I’ll be running to this track for the rest of January. Nyanfit. It’s a new thing.
C’est tout. Time to finish watching Family Guy with Seany. Super cuddles and plently of laughter = all the medicine I need… plus like, tons of Advil Cold & Flu. That shick’s tiiiiight.
the following should be sung to the tune of Sailor Moon’s English theme:
Meet my new best friend Siri,
She makes my days less dreary,
Living in my phone she talks-to-me…
I don’t need hu mans a ny more!
I dunno… I wrote about Siri on Friday and I was thinking about Sailor Moon earlier today. So, that’s where that came from…
I contemplate going as Serena for Halloween every year (Usagi Tsukino – the precocious schoolgirl before she morphs into the future Neo-Queen Serenity of Crystal Tokyo.) I’m certainly whiny and blonde enough.
We shall see. I’ll need more than a couple of costumes this year FACHKYAHALLOWEEN!
Like many iPhone 4 owners, I’m content to upgrage to iOS5 for free and wait for the next new piece of hardware to come along. Fingers crossed that “iTeleport” is among its new features. FACKYATELEPORTATION!
Sailor Moon and Pokemon in one post. Holy “every day after school from grades 6 through 8″, eh? … Eh?
Oh. You played sports, didn’t you?
I’ve been stuck in the house pretty much all weekend save for a trip to the ER thanks to a rotten asthma flare-up and some subconjunctival hemorrhaging. Like a bloody eyed BOSS:
When I woke up on Saturday, my left eye looked like a baboon’s ba-china. Soon, both eyes were pink, itchy and incredibly tender. WebMD diagnosed me with bacterial conjunctivitis. Pink eye. Ewwwww.
Last night, I had a serious lung spaz and ended up coughing so hard that a bunch of blood vessels in my already swollen and thus more sensitive than usual eyes EXPLODED, leaving me with pools of blood in both peepers (just in time for Toronto’s official fashion week). This has never happened before.
When I saw the blood I ran down the stairs bawling, confident that I’d had an aneurysm and was about to die. Sean took me to the hospital where I was not-so-promptly told that it was “fine”. The doctor looked at me for 10 seconds, prescribed some expensive drops, complimented my laceless chucks and peaced. Uh… thanks?
Two weeks and all should be cleared up. RAHHHHHHHHHH:
I think it’s kind of fun, personally. Gross, but fun. Perfect for Halloween!
Fashion week, on the other hand, not so much… Thank goodness for diva sunnies. And also, impromptu rain caps:
Shoppers Drug Mart, 5 cents. You mad?
It’s going to be a fun week
I should be packing right now. Packing, sleeping, editing, cleaning my car, writing, driving to a clinic for some antibiotics… something more productive than this, probably.
I move into a new loft next Saturday and I’ve got a pile of media to process from this weekend… but Sunday evenings are kind of hard for getting things done – especially now that my cartoons are back (I missed you, Springfield!).
All four-fingered and four legged distractions aside, I’m pretty much useless right now anyway. My throat is a throbbing mass of Pantone 186C and I was shivering the entire way home to my parents’ house today.
I hate to admit that I’m sick, even when I know that I am. Last night I knew good and well that I shouldn’t be going out to party, but we’ve only got three good weekends left here in Torontartica (MAYBE) before the bitter cold sets in. Blog damnit, a girl has got to MAXIMIZE her fun times! I’m glad I went out. It was a good one
<3 this crew.
The throat bizznass actually worked out in my favour at around 3:30am last night when I happened to find myself singing hooks for a rap battle at an after-hours joint in hipsterville. I talk about that more in this video blog - and also sing some TV theme songs 'cause why not, right?:
That’s probably the ugliest vlog I’ve ever published and I’m not even mad. I figure, real people DO get sick sometimes… forget to brush their hair… forget to put on makeup. I am a real people. I am not a cyborg. Not yet.
Blonde or blue? What thinks you?
More weekend wrap stuff and my blog post from TedXToronto shall come along shortly – after I sleep and pack and work on my work work. I covered a sick Street Art Showcase over the weekend and then went back later in the evening just to take some photos and geek out over the art. Can’t wait to show y’all the video!
For now, I’ll leave you with the slick new Down With Webster video I just caught on MuchMusic.
Blog damnit is that shizz well done. So well done is it, in fact, that it’s hard to believe these guys are local. I wonder if this video was Canada-made? I’d be stoked to hear that it was.
Say what you will about how this would have been cooler two years ago you fookin’ hipster – slam on the mainstreamification of 8-bit culture, nostalgia porn, the commodification of our childhood memories… but it’s Paper Boy IRL with some really hot guy. Duck Hunt. NBA Jam. It’s effing awesome – don’t even try to hate.
More cat photos, you say? HERE. I’ll take your pet’s photo too, if you want. Do you have gorillas? That would be cool.
They party hard when a good DJ is in town.
But these kids, they’ve got long weeks behind them and even longer weeks ahead.
Boy kid has a biznass trip to pack for. What busy hipster lives they lead.
They are so cool with their big muscles and red bookshelves.
You know you’re a nerd couple when you have big fights over router security and who’s using more bandwidth.
Let’s make up and then take photos of ourselves with the iPhones. No! One of the computers. My MacBook Pro. No, YOUR MacBook Pro. No, your other MacBook Pro. Actually, I like the camera on my pink PC better. Whatever. Let’s go into my office. Then we can have that hip red bookshelf behind us.
Now make a SCAAAARY FACE!
They are an interracial couple. Did you know?
Oh boy, look at the time. Girl kid’s got an early wake up call to hit the treadmill before she jets off to take photos of at a charity yoga event for work. She’s not a real photographer, but she likes to pretend she is sometimes.
My my, what a big lens you have little girl…
She’ll go upload videos to Youtube and watch The Simpsons now while he streams basketball games with his NBA league pass.
Why are you still watching these deebs?
It’s 4:18 a.m. and I’m at work. For a city with 2.5 million people living in it, Toronto sure is quiet right now.
I could sit here with my hands patiently folded on my lap and wait for some news to happen, but I’m too fidgety for that after 4 caffeinated bevvies so I compulsively indulge my cyberchondriacic tendencies and Google things like “blocked Eustachian tubes” and “swollen parotid glands” to find out what the heck is up with my sore throat and swollen head.
I’m not going to annoy you with my detailed medical history, but I will reveal that I’m a freakin’ nerdlinger extreme when it comes to this respiratory stuff, GLAVIN!
Sinus infections are the norm up in my head, so throbbing face-pain is nothing new – but when I went to fill up my water bottle a few hours ago I noticed that I was looking particularly Lollyriffic. I feel like I’m smuggling olives under my jaw.
I’m going to go bug the cops now I think, because I’m supposed to be writing NEWS and “WAH POOR ME, MY THROAT HURTS” isn’t really news, unless you’re the king of healthy throats or something.
Is there such a thing as the “king of healthy throats”? I’m losing it.
I considered cleaning up around my desk a bit, but the janitor lady is the only other person in the newsroom right now and I don’t want her to feel like I’m sippin’ on her kool-aid…
OH SNAP! FIRE! YES! g2g.
Today, I woke up with a throbbing migraine headache. It felt like there was a little caveman inside my head with one of those caveman bats beating the crap out of the inside of my head like “WRAHHHHH!”
Yeah, that guy. What a deck.
This, after spending almost all of Friday curled up in bed trying to recover from the worst bug I’ve had in years. What’s up with THAT?
I somehow managed to stumble into the kitchen for a glass of water and some Advil without vomiting all over myself (win!), and then it was back to pseudo-sleep… which at some point turned into actual sleep.
I woke up at 4:00 p.m. like “OH MY SNAP!” and jumped into the shower, feeling only slightly less yucky than a rotting heap of cabbages in the sun.
Cabbages? wth… no idea where that reference came from.
Anyhoo, I busted my butt downtown to shoot some stuff at PrideTO, got distracted by a sale at Zara on the way, and barely ended up making it to the non-pride-related interview I was booked for at 7. But I did.
Nate and Cory came too, and that just made it triple good.
More on hotness mcgee another day… It’s late and I’ve got to be up hecka early tomorrow because GUESS WHAT? My C-town babies are coming into town! eeee!!! I haven’t “eeee”d with so much enthusiasm since I saw Sister Act in my TV Listings yesterday! (What can I say? I’m easily enthused.)
I’m just itching to write about 20zillion long, thoughtful blog posts. I wish each day had 32 hours… but it does not.
On the plus side, Wayne’s World is on now so I’ve REALLY got to go. Watching movies until 5 a.m. counts as sleep if they’re really awesome movies, right?
I just got tears in my eyes looking at that picture. I miss you guys, that city, those bars, that life, that family… so f*cking much. <3
- Lauren Algar