hi, i'm jenn

it’s amazing how much can happen in a day before noon. for example, yesterday i:

1. ran 10k (in 57:10!!)
2. got to emily’s house
3. realized i left my cell phone on the street car on the way to emily’s house
4. chased the streetcar in a taxi
5. learned where long branch and royal york are
6. got my cell phone back
7. got back to emily’s house

all before noon. no wonder i looked like hell:

 

in less than 10 hours from now i’ll be running a 10k. i’ve trained for 7 weeks, and am really excited. i’m not that nervous about completing the distance – but i’m petrified to run with other runners. i also have no idea how i’m going to get to sleep because i am so excited!!
i have also managed to get two blisters in the past 24-hours. so, if i don’t finish, at least i have that to be proud of.

If only Judaism allowed for idol worshiping, I’d so be there.

This morning I got an email forwarded to me from my [soon-to-be Polish] friend Erin. Her friend, Eric, was looking for a home for a Hello Kitty “hand” Massager. And, given my Hello Kitty room, Erin thought I could provide it with a very good home.

Upon receiving my [overly?] enthusiastic response, Eric immediately delivered it to my cube. Here’s what it looks like:

I immediately hid it in my bag. But being the curious person that I am, googled and found the following:

In 1997, Genyo designed a product that would live in infamy: the Hello Kitty vibrating shoulder massager, which really is a shoulder massager (trust us — it says so on the package). Sanrio approved this design without batting an eye, and the product enjoyed modest sales in toy shops and in family restaurants like Denny’s and Coco’s. It wasn’t until 1999 or so that people began to catch on to the fact that the Hello Kitty massager had other potential uses, and with amazing speed, they started popping up in adult videos in Japan. The next thing anyone knew, they had changed into a cult adult item, sold in vending machines in love hotels — after all, what self-respecting man wouldn’t buy his girl a Hello Kitty vibrator when she asked him for one?

Needless to say, Genyo was raided for tax evasion and Sanrio yanked the license from them. No more “hand” massagers. *tear*

In any case, thanks to Erin and Eric, my Hello Kitty collection has reached new heights!

i have a pending facebook request from my friend’s dog.

i just rejected it.

while numbers are important to me, even i have my limits.

i’m working towards my first 10K.

half marathon? maybe one day.

as far as i’m concerned, running a full marathon is for the crazies.
but then i saw this and realized that some are crazier than others (but we already knew that about astronauts)

brunch during passover can be just as wonderful as any sunday:

Don’t get me wrong – I can’t wait for toast. But I really did love Em and my adventures with Matzoh Brie/Brei. Next year I think we’re going to theme a party around it. Not sure what the costumes will be.
(Actually, I intend to break passover with sushi on Tuesday, though most people I’ve spoken to are planning on pizza.)

there’s something about the way we had no snow for Christmas but are going to have a white Easter that makes me proud to be Canadian.

Last night I saw a bunch of my old friends from highschool. These aren’t people that I see often – some live out of town, some are busy with work, but we try and have a get together around Passover when everyone is here. Other than these infrequent get togethers, Facebook has become the de facto way we all keep in touch (except for with k8 who refuses to sign up).

Now, what happens when a bunch of old friends who now keep in touch over facebook get together?

Do we talk about what we’re up to? Tell funny stories from the months we’ve been apart? Nope, we talk about facebook.

So sad.

Ever onward IBM!