lamest girl in blogland breaks radio silence, part deux

So, you know how you can sorta lose touch with friends, and the longer you go without saying "hi", the more awkward it becomes ? So....
Hi. I'm back.

Sexual harassment campaign update

Or, The Continuation of Lady Effing Juno and Sir Curtis, Esq.'s IM Correspondence

Curtis: Is that a CASTIEL sugar cookie? I can tell you're counting the days until they film in your neighbourhood again.

Juno: I'm going to try to lure Jensen with a Mars Bar tied to a string, discreetly tossed his way since there's no getting past that bodyguard. THEN hit him with the roofie pie...good plan, yes?

Curtis: wait wat..He can be had for the price of a Mars bar? Hold on, I'm going out to buy one of those 4-packs

Juno: No, you get his attention with the mars bar, then reel him in (hence the string), then flash the boobs like so:
( . Y . ) < - which I haz and you don't so neener

Curtis: LOL...So, you admit you're a boob flasher. Well, acknowledgement IS the first step.

Juno: I don't WANT to unveil Shock and Awe, but I will if I have to.

Curtis: I admit to being a little surprised you didn't choose 'Sam' and 'Dean' for names.

Juno: Already taken. 'Sam' and 'Dean' are the washers in our laundry room when one takes them for a ride on spin cycle. When they start to ka-thunk, ka-thunk around the room on "spin" because of an uneven load, that's what you call a Big Daddy Winchester. Heh.

Curtis: So, we're leg-humping washing machines on 'spin' now?

Juno: Hey, I have needs. Also, I get clean clothes out of the deal, so win/win.

Curtis: You truly are elegance personified.

Juno: Believe it.

fa la la la la

Snow day snow day snow day!

What? Look, sometimes you have to make your own fun.

and THAT was the moment I decided "Fuck the earth, I am driving EVERYWHERE from now on."

At left: Mind bleach NOW, please.
All in all today was interesting - saw a rainbow, brought home a sack of chili/ lavender/ bergamot chocolates (and a cappuccino on the house!) from my new favourite shop and oh yeah - SOME DUDE HAD HIS DICK OUT on the train home. He was quickly bounced at the next stop (thanks, Green Ballcap Guy!) and it sparked some fascinating conversation about the weirdest thing you'd ever seen on SkyTrain. (The guy behind me won hands down with a sighting of a dude tearing off his own ear.) Transit is a harsh and often crazy mistress. Like, burn your shit on the front lawn crazy.

Octoberfest

Wow, October was busy. Wallowing in new movies for the first two weeks at the Vancouver International Film Festival, college applications, milestone birthday and Halloween (BEST. HOLIDAY. EVER.) Basically a whirlwind of weird cinema, cake, stress eating and costumes – why can’t every month be October?

Happy Halloween