in preparation for our wedding I bought everything I needed on Etsy. In the process I noticed that aside from all the wicked, amazing stuff I looked at, there was also a large amount of crap. Seeing that even underachieving, talentless, art school dropouts seem to be selling their junk to great success I thought, "why the hell not give it a try!?" Thus I present to you
So the Victim Party is in full swing. We are awesome and we all love pop punk. It's also really nice to make music with a bunch of good buddies. We have been making pretty amazing progress for a band that started in early March and we tend to knock a song out per band practice.
I feel pretty lucky to play in a band with a gaggle of incredibly talented and experienced musicians but it can obviously get a bit intimidating at times.
We've played two shows so far (well attended, fun shows might I add) and we are now officially playing at the Bovine on June 16th for a NXNE Juicebox/UOBA showcase, how the eff did that happen??
In other news, my tattoo rules!! Colin and I are planning on getting awesome wedding tattoos, right now it's a toss up between a rocket ship and an old timey "flying machine", we just have to find the right one.
Tomorrow I get to go to my consultation for my super awesome tattoo (pictured above) I'd like to sort it out before the wedding (i.e. so I can go swimming in the ocean but not have to wait till August for the actual tattoo!)
I am super excited, I LOVE Anders Nilsen and the image is one of my favorites.
Runners up that lost out simply because the real estate of my body is too precious:
Why is it that everything I want to get on my skin for life is a cartoon? Also, the two above photos are totally tattoos to come but I don't know where to put the sidewalk ending other than my back and then I won't be able to see it so what's the point in that? I had to choose between terrific and Big Questions and this round the bird won over the pig.
So I have been completely consumed by our wedding... I absolutely didn't plan to be but here we are...
My parents and Colin's dad and step mom got together and decided that despite the fact they will all be accompanying us on our wedding trip to Jamaica they also wanted to throw us a huge reception for 150 of their closest friends and family. We scaled them back a bit so that we could actually include a few of our own friends but it was tough. What started as a backyard BBQ quickly ballooned to a full our banquet hall and ....
ALL THE TRIMMINGS
Admittedly, it's kind of nice to have my mom be like "would you like this, Rani" (i.e. hindi for princess which I never thought was funny till Colin pointed out "your mom calls you princess!?" when I told him what Rani meant) But this is kinda exactly why we were planning to go to Jamaica... Now the only thing we aren't doing in toronto is the cheapest, the ceremony!
I am pretty excited though, July is going to be a very awesome month as it will include:
Trip to super swanky Jamaican resort Marriage (yes, Jamaica gets top billing, we've basically already been married for the last 4 years) Giant party in our honour wedding presents (which we thought we were totally missing out on because of our away wedding) PUPPY!!!!!
we are getting one of these little guys
ideally the weekend after we get back! So I'm pretty freaking excited! Take that 2009, 2010 is kicking your ass already!
Ideally the deconstruction of everything I thought I knew is over. 2010 is my year to rebuild. Rebuild myself, rebuild my life, and rebuild the relationships around me.
So while I felt pretty helpless and hopeless by the end of 2009 I feel like I've "lived and loved and shared and grown" (thank you Joss Whedon) and will continue to do so (in life and in my nerd-dom, did I mention I have a game of Dungeons and Dragons on the go...?)
so here's to a new year, a new life, a new point of view.
Seriously, I have the greatest friends ever. I am ecstatic to announce that Bob Loblaw will not be visiting the violin string factory anytime soon!
Last night Colin and I went to the Bovine under the pretense that it would be a Hostage Life listening party (their album just came out for free online, go download it at www.juiceboxdotcom.com)/goodbye to the Flatliners because they are going on a million year tour/ a Little Millionaires show. Once we got there however we were informed that it was actually a "save Tabi and Colin's fucked up cat" benefit organized by the wonderful Eric Gaudet and carried out by all of our amazing friends. Colin and I were in total shock by the out pour of love and support from friends, all we could think is "how on earth did we get this lucky!?".
Our friends organized and worked their butts off to show us how much they love us and put some sunshine back in our lives and I honestly can not explain how grateful and lucky we feel that we are surrounded by so many, genuinely good people (ha, suck it "god"!)
Thanks to everyone who came out to support and special thanks to: Eric Gaudet (Master of ceremonies) Genevieve Murphy (Mistress of ceremonies) Zoë Papageorgiou (Queen of cupcakes) Yvonne Moir (crafty fox) The Litter Millionaires and The Feliners The Bovine and all it's employee's Andy/Kai/Wooder/Adam Cook and anyone else I forgot who pitched in to help out working door, selling raffle tickets, whatever, you are awesome and you all just saved a little, dumb kitties life.
P.S. The first thing Bob Loblaw did when we got home was take a huge piss on the couch...
Mr.Bob Loblaw is a fucking nut, we found out recently that he suffers from
"Feline Hyperesthesia Syndrome" Some signs of FHS are skin-rolling, tail-twitch; biting or fussing with the tail or tail tip; sudden mood swings; staring into space; sudden "frenzied" or "psycho-kitty" behavior; nervousness; dilated pupils; chasing tail; dashing around madly for no apparent reason; and unprovoked yowling. Sometimes, the cat bites at her tail so furiously she injures it. In extreme cases, tails have had to be amputated because of the damage inflicted by the cat.
Guess who shows all of the above signs and is an extreme case....
So we set up his surgery (that costs about $800) because even though he's fucking crazy we love him to death. Unfortunately, 2 days before his surgery we got a call from the vet. His tests were in and he had liver and kidney problems so he couldn't mastestisize the anesthetic. To top it all off his blood work came back with a skyrocketing 28 sugar level (a high normal is 8) So he is also diabetic, this requires 2 needles of insulin a day. That's right, 60 disposable needles a month in his tiny body (which didn't seem that tiny until I thought about poking it 60 times in 30 days)
All in all it's making us even poorer than before (that's AFTER we already quit smoking) and tensions are running high in the Lichtirani household. Staying indoors for almost a month with no one but each other and a very needy/often annoying cat that wakes you up screaming in the middle of the night because it's crazy enough to bite it's tail off = easy snapping couple.
So, Colin was a last minute addition to the game when one of our contestants was a no show. I achieved my main goal, win the first round and make it into the finals (and also kick Colin's ass so bad I almost lapped him in points!)As you can see from the above photo he came in second and got some Duff beer (the prize he would have most wanted anyway)and I came in first and got the sailboat painting I wanted oh so bad!!
Sadly in the final round I came in 2nd, losing by 1 fuckign point eats it, especially when there were 2 different, insanely easy questions that I buzzed in on time for but then totally blanked. It was stuff I knew, stuff I that I consider common knowledge! But when your on stage with a time limit the pressure gets to you...Goddamn.
I have the best friends ever, they came out to support me and they made the cutest signs ever. My entourage definitely brought the party, everyone else was jealously looking out into the audience wishing their friends were that cool and liked them that much! Thanks guys, I had such a fun fucking night!
So, we did the most rockstar thing ever and broke up after our first show. All is well though, The Runway Lights (Yvo, Misty, Katt, Monica, and Me) are in full swing! We already wrote an entire song (back ups and all) and we tweaked the song Yvo wrote (tentatively titled Jawbreaker) Things are going well and it's nice to be in a band where everyone is always eager to practice and has a lot of time to put in.
Also, isn't this cute, Katt made it, she's so excited:
Things are looking up, I really think we'll be playing shows by winter, maybe sooner depending on our progress writing. We still have a lot of song skeletons too so we are at no loss for material.
In other news, this Saturday I will be taking part in a Simpsons gameshow at the Lennox Gallery (at Queen and Ossington)I'm actually really excited but also kind of nervous. I know it seems pathetic but, what if I lose!? I pride myself on extensive, useless knowledge about the Simpsons, I couldn't imagine how bad losing (in front of my friends no less) would feel! I do keep feigning confidence though, I figured as long as I seem like I'm going to win, even if I lose my ego will be alright.