Bad People...

Does it make me a bad person that I think it's hilarious that someone who I used to know, who pretty much screwed me over, is now fat? And has an unattractive boyfriend? Yes. I'm a bad person..but sometimes being a bad person is so good...for example, as a bad person, you have the ability to tell people exactly what you think of them...and they can't get angry, because, well, let's face it, you're a bad person, so what you say is of course going to be bad. It's implied in the title: "Bad Person". It's right there. Yup. I'm not really a bad person...most of the time, although some people (who shall remain nameless...i know who you are....) might say differently. Surprisingly enough, though, I CAN be a good person too. This morning at the bus stop, I let this really elderly old man with a cane on before me, because, well, lots of university students are real jerks about giving the elderly people their seats on the bus. In fact, I really hate that so many people have absolutely no sense of social decency when it comes to basic courtesy! Like those people who sit behind me in one of my lectures and gossip the whole time! Really, just because you whisper does NOT mean that no one else can hear you! Or those really mouthy teens who lip off pretty much anyone and everyone. Or those zombie shoppers who slam into you in the mall and are completely unphased...or those scary stroller mommies who try to plow you down with their stupid gimoungous Mercedes stroller piled up with lulu lemon bags or whatever the crap they buy...I think that everyone needs to learn some manners...I haven't read the book yet, but the author of "Eats, Shoots, and Leaves" just came out with a new book on society's lack of manners...
Now, I get to go to work and deal with more people with no manners and the creepy CREEPY sleepers......Also, is it weird that it bothers me that in the new film based on the book "Memoirs of Geisha" has a Chinese girl playing the main, JAPANESE character???

#1 Fan.

Everyone knows how much I love David Usher. He put out a dvd. I preordered it online. It came in the mail. It was one of 100 signed copies. I have an autographed David Usher dvd. I am happy.

I'm Getting Old...I Fear Change...

First of all, I would just like to say that Steph sucks, because she is leaving me. Secondly, I would also like to say that I think that I am probably one of the least-surprised people to hear about Bree and Adam. Thirdly, Erika put me number one on her list, so I shall honour her request and compile my own.

Things I Want to Do Before I Die

1. Go to London with Russ and to Switzerland with Yvonne, as well as travel all over the world.
2. Get married and have ridiculously adorable AND intelligent children.
3. Write something fantastic. It doesn't even have to be published, or widely read....and maybe I could design the cover too...
4. Own/Run my own business...maybe a coffee house (without nazis)/salon/gallery/beatnik hangout...
5. Go to Sephora in New York. (And maybe catch some cool open mike nights in The Village...)

Things I Can Do

1. Make the best latte. It's all about the crema.
2. Paint/Write/be artsy, especially with my stick people and the Casshead Army.
3. Make someone cry using only my words. (Is that necessarily a good thing??)
4. Apply makeup like a pro.
5. Make someone laugh so hard they stop breathing...and almost pee their pants.

Things I Can't Do

1. Remember where I put my keys, ipod, wallet, earrings, cds, boyfriend, etc....................
2. Be organized.
3. Anything remotely associated with athletics (which includes walking...)
4. Hide my feelings.
5. Resist the urge to make fun of someone, including myself...(but not in a mean way...)

Things that Attract Me to the Opposite Sex

1. Intelligence and wit.
2. Honesty (even if I think I don't want it...)
3. Boyish good looks, including great hair, even when he thinks it isn't.
4. Thoughtfulness, and willingness to accept me for who I am, even though he knows that I'm actually crazy...
5. Keen sense of style...ahem.

Celebrity Crushes

1. David Usher.
2. James Black.
3. Johnny Depp.
4. Bruce Willis.
5. Gabriel Byrne.
6. Colin Firth.

People I Want to Do This Next

1. Russ.
2. Yvonne.
3. Steph.
4. Alissa.

And now it is finished, I'm full of turkey, and I need to do homework tomorrow since I did nothing all weekend...ah...Thanksgiving...

Blog Spamming Rage!!!!!

Okay. I've kept my mouth shut long enough. I have had this blog for over a year, and all of a sudden, we, in bloggerdom have been ambushed by a rash of irritating blog comment spammers!!!
This is for all you spammers: if you read my blog and think it's "interesting/cool/wonderful/any other pathetic flowery adjective", and you have to post a link to your completely irrelevent blog, I will HUNT YOU DOWN AND DESTROY YOU.

Happiness...

"Happiness is like peeing your pants....everyone can see it, but only you can feel the warmth!"
Whenever I am having a really crappy day, I try to remember this wonderful quote that my bestest friend Yvonne once wrote in my grade 11 yearbook...and you can't help but smile whenever you think of it...
Happiness is also finally getting your Victoria's Secret shipment that the retarded mailperson gave to Alissa "in C" rather than me, in "E", even though it was clearly marked "apt. E"...but that doesn't matter, because I now smell like "Vanilla Lace"...mmmmmMMMMmmmmm.....

Shopaholics Anonymous

Hi. I'm Cassandra, and I'm a shopaholic. Well, an online shopaholic, to be precise. I can't stop myself. I find all of these deliciously alluring products, and with a few clicks of a mouse, and a few weeks later, they are delivered to my door. No battling the zombie mall people, scary salespeople, or idiots who don't know what they are doing and shouldn't be allowed to breed. I should start a support group. Or is there one already? But if I started my own, then only the cool kids could join...Okay, maybe it's not only online purchasing...I don't have a closet full of clothing with tags still attached, but, um...have you seen my makeup CASE lately?? It's pretty bad when the sales girls at MAC recognize you, and have a pretty good idea of what you already own...the thing is, is that since I always do different things with my makeup, I do use it all. Hmm...come to think of it, I do have a closet full of shoes that I should deal with...And...how many winter jackets does one person need? Okay, you guys, I have a problem. I do. I fully admit it. I just bought a scent collection of products from Victoria's Secret..."Vanilla Lace"...mmmmmmmmm...I can't wait! Yup. Not only am I a music junkie and a movie junkie, but I'm also a beauty product junkie. (Russ or my sisters or Steph or Rebecca could vouch for that) Man. Well, in classic junkie fashion, here's where I start pointing fingers at others...You know who you are. So I say, Shopaholics...UNITE!! Maybe we could fight crime...

Rubella...Friend.

What a lovely name....yes...so, in case you haven't noticed, there are a couple of links along the side of my blog. I would like to recommend that you all visit Making Fiends, because it is awesome. Yes. I am Vendetta. Seriously, do you think that I would be a bad person if I named my first-born Vendetta? I think it's pretty! Also, since we all know that I am the Queen of the Rant, I really enjoy Ill Will Press's Neurotically Yours. It is so good! If you start to miss me, and need to be ranted at...or weirded out, or just plain amused, check it out. I think all the Cuppies would appreciate both "Coffee House Propaganda" and "Small, Medium, Large". I will warn you though, there is a great deal of profanity, so if that bothers you, suck it up. Yes. Now. Must. Sleep. or will fall assleeeeppp in stupid Anthro class........zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
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Thought for the Day...

"Even as he walks along the road, the fool lacks sense and shows everyone how stupid he is. " Ecclesiastes 10:3

Chaos Theory.

You'd think that after 3 years at U of A, I would have learned that you DON"T go to the bookstore in the first few days of school. If anyone has seen Shaun of the Dead, and remember the scene with all the zombies in front of the Winchester, that was how the bookstore was today. It was the worst I have ever seen!! No one seemed to understand the concept of lining up down the aisles, and instead clumped all over around the actual lines. Ugh. On the bright side of things, my profs aren't jerks, and most of my reading material is available online!! Which, for Cass, equals WAY less money spent on books!! And way fewer books to lug around!!! Hooray!!

Mopey McGee...

Cass is feeling a bit melancholy today...notice the mopey blue text? Yup...So school starts on Wednesday. Whoo. Not really excited, but it will be nice to not be working 24/7...however, horror of horrors, Cass will no longer be opening on week days anymore :( I really don't mind closing, but I have told some of the regulars, and they were already having anxiety attacks. Anyone who has worked in the morning at the Cup can understand...the morning people FEAR change. SERIOUSLY! And since I have been opening for the last decade or so, (Cass isn't at ALL prone to exaGGErATION...) me closing will throw off the delicate homeostasis of Cup mornings. Plus, Cindy gets stuck working with the new kids on the block...who aren't all bad...except for that one chick, and I'm pretty sure you all know who I'm referring to...(hint: not Corntree...) But yes. Mope.

The Curse.

Russ and I have decided, that as soon as we graduate, we are buying a condo. Why, you may ask, have we decided this? Well, let me tell you...so that we can escape the Curse of psycho landlords!!! On Thursday, we had the landlord call us up and yell at us because we haven't unpacked yet, meaning that our apartment is full of boxes. He said it was a fire hazard. Also, because there are some dirty dishes on the counter, apparently it is a health hazard as well. On top of that, he accused us of taking a hammer to the front door, which is ironic because, firstly, we don't own a hammer, and secondly, because we mentioned the damage before we even moved in, and he said that he would replace the door...yeah. So when I called him back to find out how, exactly, we could unpack things when we had no storage locker, which he had promised to assign to us, before we moved in. He started swearing at me, and so I simply said that the apartment was not an f**king mess, and he responded with "Now you're f**king swearing at me??!!! Well I'm going to evict your sorry ass!" and proceeded to hang up. Now, since we have been screwed around a number of times, we have the tenant/landlord Act pretty much memorized. He could try to evict us, but since we have not damaged the apartment, and since we unpacked some stuff and did some dishes, he really can't do anything. I'm pretty sure he was just having a bad day because the fire inspectors came by to inspect the bedroom windows in the building to see if they were up to code, and they aren't, and that is the landlord's responsiblity, and so he decided to take his frustruation out on us. Ugh. What an uneducated wank.

The Sisters!! Christine, Cher, me and Caryn.

Sister Act II

A couple of weeks ago, my baby sis Cher came up to Etown to stay with her big sisters, and we had a blast!!! And then, when the time came for her to return to Olds, I went as well, because it was our parents' 25th wedding anniversary, and we had a big open house planned. (It went well, even though the scrapbook that i was putting together as their gift was finished at 3am the night before!!) And during the week that I spent in Olds, got to sleep in Cher's room on a mattress on the floor because all the bedrooms were full, but it was great, because it was like a two week long slumber party! When I returned to Etown, i was homesick, and missed Cher, because we had just spent over two weeks together every day...and now she's coming up to stay for a few days!! I get to take her back-to-school shopping at west ed, and i'm so excited!! My other sister Caryn is coming up too, so we will all get to be together before Caryn heads to Winnipeg to school. That's gonna be weird, because I won't get to see her until she comes home for Christmas. .. But yeah.
Look out Edmonton, cause here come the Wheeler sisters!!

Rainy Days Make Me Smile.

For some reason or another, I really enjoy rainy days. Maybe it's the farm girl in me, or perhaps it caters to my meloncholy, but in any case I just love rain. Especially when it's not super windy, and the rain is steady and lasts all day. It's the perfect kind of weather to curl up on the couch with a good book and a warm blanket, because doing that when it snows means that you are there because it is too freakin' cold out to do anything else. I grew up in the country, and so I have always loved to go to sleep listening to the rain on the roof. In the city, it is much harder to enjoy that sound with all the sounds of the city going on in the background. I just wish it was possible to bottle the smell of freshly-rained-on earth. I would wear it everyday, and my house would smell like it too...fresh, clean, and green. Yup. That would be swell.

My Birthday.

Today is my 23rd birthday. Man, do I feel old...I know that I'm not, but still...
It was a quiet day today. Russ and I went to the mall, for about 1/2 hr. because it was so stupidly busy. Then Russ took me to Gabbana for supper, which was soo good!!! Then we went and bought a lemon cream shortcake, and watched the movie Billy Elliot (which is such a great movie!) My parents called from somewhere in Montana (on their way home from Texas), which was nice because I hadn't been able to talk to them for about 10 days. I really wish that I didn't have to work 7 open shifts in a row this week...it kind of puts a damper on my freaking out over how much stuff I have to get done before the middle of August...but...I also need the money so that I don't have move again...but yes. Today is my birthday, so happy birthday to me.

The Universe is Against Me!

So I have discovered where my missing David Usher merchandise is...you know the psycho at the Albany? Well, two days after we had moved out, my parcel was "received" at the Albany. That cow STOLE MY PARCEL !! That's tampering with federal mail! That's ILLEGAL!!!!!! SO ILLEGAL!!!

We took a cab to the University, then walked home across the high level bridge...and this picture turned out really well.