Just one last thing: BARRAGE is AWESOME!

Yep. They were worth the next to no sleep I got tonight (hopefully I'll sleep on the plane?). 1.5hrs sleep is simply pathetic. But worth it!
Now I just gotta find their 3 other CDs…. and when their two new ones come out, I'll want those too!!
Apparently they're going to Taiwan in the fall on tour again… and to Calgary in September. I wonder when they'll be in Edmonton next…. SO worth it!

Anywho… tootles folks!

Packing up again…

So Hypothetically, today would have been the day where I would get SO much accomplished. Instead, I cleared out a lot of the old and unimportant messages from my e-mail account… and packed a few things. But as per usual, I'm not getting enough *productive* work done before my next voyage. It's not of course that I'm not productive, but rather that I'm not getting enough done for my own happiness. *sighs*

Between now and the time I leave the country again, I will do the following:
1. get up early-ish tomorrow
2. Do a load of laundry
3. Attend the Saskatoon berry tasting panel (they were SOOOO good last time, yay for free food!)
4. either a) hang around campus or b) take the train home and get more stuff accomplished.
5. volunteer at some Ronald McDonald House event of some sort
6. attend a concert
7. finish packing etc.
8. sleep? (hopefully a little bit)
9. Get up around 3:30AM
10. finish preparing to leave the country
11. get to the airport around 4:30ish
12. Plane takes off around 6:30AM. Gotta love this lack of sleep thing.

And I'm not even remembering the bills to pay and things to do. My own fault I suppose. I just hope I don't forget anything too important.

Name fun!

Rock 97 (I had a pet rock)

Sushi Leo or Cheese Ryozo or Raspberry Clements. I think I like the last one best. (note that Leo and Ryozo are the same person, but he had a Canadian first name along with his Japanese one)

Sort Mikados

EXOTIC FOREIGNER ALIAS: (Favorite Spice + Last Foreign Vacation Spot)
Oregano St. Louis

SOCIALITE ALIAS: (Silliest Childhood Nickname + Town Where You Were Born)
Ila Ikswoktorg Revelstoke

FLY GIRL ALIAS (a la J. Lo): (First Initial + First Two or Three Letters of your Last Name)
A. Gro

ICON ALIAS: (Something Sweet Within Sight + Any Liquid in the Kitchen)
Ice Cream Sauce

DETECTIVE ALIAS: (Favorite Baby Animal + Where You Went to High School)
Elephant Salisbury

BARFLY ALIAS: (Last Snack Food You Ate + Your Favorite Drink)
Prune Juice (uck!!!)

SOAP OPERA ALIAS: (Middle Name + Street Where You First Lived)
Kira 97 (I don't remember what street I lived on in the city in which I was born)

So I should be more direct eh?

So a little birdy tells me today (probably for the nth time where n represents an indeterminately large number of times for this little birdy to have told me this) that I ought to be more direct. What does that really mean I wonder: In your face? Confrontational? Annoying? A bitch? A go-getter? An achiever? ???

You see, I am this way (more direct), when I really care about something. I WILL get to the point (or at least I will when I'm not too busy playing Devil's Advocate such as to figure out what is the better stance). But it has to MATTER to me. Otherwise, I'm content to just sit and listen, and point out possible flaws to arguements… or somethingerrather like that.

In other instances I worry about offending people. And thus the fires that burn within will continue to burn for a time… until I think it appropriate to voice my concern. Perhaps why I do things the way that I do.

Some people think I'm outspoken. Possibly because I'm willing to be so around them. Because I care very much about the issue, or because I feel well enough educated to say my part. Whatever the case, I DO have some strong beliefs about some things, and they WILL most certainly be aired.

But this doesn't mean that I'm unwilling to change my beliefs. Convince me, and I just might. I really do want to see all sides of an issue. Constraints often prevent this of course, but I still think it to be valuable to do so. Educate me, and I'll try my best to synthesize whatever truths that you give me into my understanding of my world.

Listen to me. Let me be heard. Understand me.

A flower that has so often been trampled
Fears being hurt.
So long as the threat is coming
It is difficult to speak.

As time passes let's remember
Each person has a past
Each past affects the present
And the present is what lasts.

I'm not a shard of glass.
I'm not a paper flower.
But I'm not invincible,
So I TRY to act with tact.

Let none of these be excuses
For idioticy and stupidity
But let them be remembered
Because they will affect how I will act.

Google tells me Ali loves and hates…

So I've been reading blogs as of late (what else is new?) and ran across this idea. Basically you ask google what loves and what hates. And this is what it comes up for for me!

1. Ali Loves RZKB.
2. Ali loves to wear risquβ”œβŒ outfits the way they should be worn, being both stylish and appealing.
3. Ali loves me.
4. Ali loves it here and we all love her here too.
5. Ali loves to read and travel.
6. Ali loves her food, especially Mac and Cheese and Spagettios.
7. Ali loves New York!
8. Ali loves Aminah.
9. Ali loves human race.
10. Ali loves Jolly Ranchers.

1. Ali Hates Seth Godin.
2. Ali hates to wear suits and ties.
3. Ali hates me.
4. Ali hates Jack so much.
5. Ali hates this direction.
6. Ali hates Jun.
7. Ali hates the White Stripes.
8. Ali hates porn sites.
9. Ali hates a picture on her web page.
10. Ali hates the al Mahdi people.

Somehow I think that the hates list is incorrect in many ways. And that the loves list is decent.


It feels like parts of me hurt that shouldn't even be there, really. Whoa did that Circle K Soccer game kick me hard! *sighs* I dunno how I even managed to walk home in one piece from it all.

In other news I stink at movie trivia (what else is new?).

Oh and I hope I don't hurt so bad tomorrow at K-Days.

About my 22nd Birthday…

So as you regular readers of my most interesting (yeah right!) LiveJournal would know, July 24th was my 22nd birthday… To put it simply: it was the best birthday I have had in years and years… with the only a few downsides 1. I spent a fair bit of cash 2. My sunglasses disappeared at the restaurant 3. My feet still hurt from all the dancing.

The day started…. well it started the night before… You see, I got home from the glorious beautiful trip to Camp He Ho Ha with WONDERFUL Kiwanians and others, walked into my apartment, and noticed that there were a WHOLE bunch of people there. It looked like they were having a reasonably good time, after noticing this, I turned on my computer, and figured out that they were busy celebrating my roommate's birthday with him, early, mind you (since his birthday is the same day as mine, with him being a year younger). Being the awesome friends of my roommate that they were they were kind enough to feed me some wonderfully great birthday ice cream as I sat (rather out of place mind you, given that they were all enjoying the entertainment that DVDs can provide… but given that I hadn't quite expected this and rather wanted to get some internet-y stuff done, it wasn't too bad).

Anyway, his friends seemed to be watching some pretty funny stuff. Looked like they were having fun, in any case… so that was good (gosh I'm eloquent this evening!). So, after the majority of the group headed off… I realized that since it was getting late, I ought to go to bed (around 2AM). I had already wished Brendan a happy birthday around midnight and had been in communication with a bunch of great people via e-mail and instant message with congrats on my birthday so this had put me in a good mood. I decided that I'd celebrate my birthday in BC time (Pacific time) since that's the time zone I was born in (more about this later).

So I woke up good and late-ish. Showered and got ready for my day. (ooooh! I like sentence fragments!) Ate a nectarine and ice cream. Got online again (so what else is new? *sighs*). Decided around 1ish that since I'd decided to catch The Taste of Edmonton (which is rather tasty this year… lots of bar food, less of the swank hotel stuff this time. It's a change, but not necessarily a good or bad one). Clarence had said that he'd meet me there (and maybe others, but the day was REALLY hot, so it remained just the two of us… that is once we ran into each other. In the meantime, I watched some of the strong man competition, listened and watched some entertainment, had some sunomono salad (not vinegary enough for me though… I'm rather the sunomono salad fiend though, so I ought to know what's good, and this was pretty mediocre), and then some beef vindaloo. Both were pretty decent. As were the free samples of Sprite Remix. Clarence came and then we had some green papaya salad with beef jerky, some samossas and then a fruit Martini and of course chocolate covered strawberries (white AND dark chocolate)… Quite a good treat! Even in this heat! πŸ™‚

So after some more computer-esque procrastinating moments… my friends again arrived to cart me off to a birthday dinner of sorts. I'd never been to Montanas. Well… this restaurant really did remind me of the USA. The menu seemed VERY American… and they did seem to overuse terms used to describe the state of Montana… so it was a little odd. We really enjoyed the crayons and the brown paper to draw on… great stuff! Eventually I ordered two appetizers (rib tips, quesedilla) and a soup (Yankee Pot Roast Soup). The soup was delicious!! I'd wanna go back just for the soup alone! (the other food was scrumptious too… but especially that soup!!!) Anywho, I ate most of my meal… drank a good milkshake (not quite as big as the Steak 'n Shake milkshakes, but just as good, although it rather had a lot of whipped cream on it).

So at the end of the dinner, the staff comes out with an ice cream dessert (did I mention that there's a sign in Montanas saying We DARE you to tell us it's your birthday? Well there was. And apparently my friends had). The dessert has a sparkler in it. And they sing to me to the tune of the Flintstones theme song. It was amusing… especially since they put this hat with these big huge horns on my head… and gave me a polaroid of it. I have great pics from my digital camera too it seems. That was fun!! Never had that before really: the singing at the restaurant thing anyhow. Felt like a little kid again… 'specially since I got to play with crayons! (note that I lost my sunglasses at some point before putting the horns thing on. They were such a great pair! From St. Louis (Target)… and they had cute little rhinestones in the corners… and weren't all plastic-y and over the top, but tasteful… *sighs* now I need a new pair!)

So we head off… I join people on a Zellers run for… Oral-B Brush ups. They actually sell these things. Crazy. Last time I had seen them was in the airplane on an Air Canada flight between Toronto and Edmonton. But they worked it seems. Then we drove to the ballroom dance. Had a few dances… and then well… you see I'd sort of promised people I'd actually have cake on my birthday… and had to go somewheres quick, so as not to miss too much dancing. So we hit up Tim Hortons. I had the Mini Celebration Cake. Very cute.

Then back to the dance. And whoa… Steve is there! I hadn't seen Steve since Hourglass Ball the year before last. Weird (considering he apparently was at the last one, as was I, but we didn't meet). In any case, he's a great ballroom dancer, so given that I know very few of the men present at the dance (it's summer, 'nuff said), I dance a lot with him, and catch up on the past while. Afterall, he's been in Pittsburg, and I evidently haven't (never been to that State).

Other cool things are: my friends got me a wonderful birthday gift (yay Spa stuff!) and I got some semi-precious rocks too. Also, a lap dance by Brian (it isn't just the Cal-Nev-Ha people who do this… my ballroom crowd too, it seems). And then there's the strange strutting of Alex and so on. Very fun… very interesting… quite a great time.

Reminds me why I gotta go out ballroom dancing more often. I've been sorely out of practice.

So no tears this birthday. First time since I was like 10 or 12 or something, so I'm calling it a good thing. Nice to break the streak of bad birthdays. Even with It's My Party by Leslie Gore in my head all month… Too bad Klondike Katie didn't sing it this year… now THAT would have made my day perfect! πŸ˜‰ Not that I wanted perfection (note above)… but this was great in any case!

Since I have work at 7AM, I think I'll to bed soon. VERY soon… How about… NOW? Maybe?

So…. it's ALMOST my actual birthday… so it's ALMOST It's My Party time…

Today I got to test out my nifty new camera. I gosh darn love this little new toy of mine (although I really need to buy SD cards, a case and some other stuff for it, like perhaps one of those nifty photo printers… but all in due time. The memory cards are of course highest on my priority list… plus another camera case would be decent too… but I can do with my case from my other camera for the moment).

I worked the morning shift. I was SOOOO sore from soccer last night. I still am I guess, but not quite so bad as earlier in the day. At work I got my nifty birthday thing: a cookie and a drink (ice tea — for all you Americans out there, it was lemon ice tea from Nestea… already sweetened, which is how it's served here).

But what made this day so awesome was the evening. You see, I spend the evening with one of my FAVORITE Kiwanians, attending the Camp He Ho Ha Open House/donor appreciation thing. This was an ABSOLUTE blast! πŸ™‚ I especially adored watching the wall climbing. The things kids in wheelchairs or prosthetic legs can do…!! And watching them on the zip line… WOW! I SO wanna do this sometime! I don't doubt that I probably wouldn't be as good, but I wanna try!! Food was great of course, as was spending time with GREAT Kiwanians… afterall South Edmonton started the camp WAY back when (44 years ago)… and it's now pretty much the only camp that accepts people with ALL disabilities… no exceptions. But it just felt great to be outside in this Amazing weather and go out on the barge around the lake. When else do I get this chance?

The beauty of the locale
Where children, teens, men, women, seniors
And others
Enjoy true freedom
Outside of the confines of disability
Is astounding.

The evening sunlight shines
So brightly, over trees, grass, water, cabins,
And wall
As freedom shows
Through the smiles of the campers
So amazing.

The value that we bring
To so many people, lives, families, friends,
And more
Is in freedom
Which pours through the experiences
So important.

For it is that,
That I strive for…
The ability to make a difference.
THIS is one place
Where over the past 44 years,
Kiwanis has.