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When you start clearing about 100 spam comments out of your inbox every 3 days does that mean you’ve hit the bloggy big times? I doubt it, but a girl can dream, n’est pas.

I mean really, every time my phone lights up telling me to moderate a comment I go from jumping up and down, to wanting to throw my phone across a room once I realize that the comments are all spam.

FUCK YOU SPAMMERS.

Those comments break my little heart. I want nothing more than to be super popular on the interwebs, and every little spam comment breaks my heart more.

Yes folks, I hope to someday truly win the interwebs.

It was 11pm, and I was just walking in the door after a long hard day of work.  I worked an 8 hour shift. One of the other girl’s called in sick, and I couldn’t take a lunch. I had spoken on the phone with Virgin’s customer service to solve recurring billing issues for a customer who will only deal with me.

The customer left angry, it was two days before I was leaving for vacation and I’d been working 10 days straight. I was nearing the end of a pay period, and bad boy and I were living off Mr.Noodles and plain spaghetti noodles.

My mind was not in a good place. By the time I forced myself to walk up the stairs to our apartment, I had tears running down my face and I felt bitter and cold. It was not one of my proudest moments.

Then he gathered me in his arms, wiped the tears from my eyes and told me to sit down because he had dinner ready. I smiled despite myself, swallowing one of my self pitying sobs and slumped down on the couch.

He went and made me a pot roast. I don’t know how, but he did. Earlier that day before I left for work he asked casually in conversation what my favorite food is (you guessed it, roast beef). I had assumed it was just that-a conversation.

All I can say folks, is that it was the must amazing feeling to come home to that. I don’t think anyone has ever done something so considerate and thoughtful for me. I needed the reminder of how damn lucky I am to find someone who genuinely cares about me, makes me top priority, and would do anything to make me happy.

That’s real love, folks.

Hello, can you hear me?
I’ve got something to tell you
I was lost, but you saved me
I’ll go wherever you want to
‘Cause I think that I’ve got to have you

I’ve had enough
I’m in love, it’s true
So don’t, don’t take it away
‘Cause I’ve got my eye on you

This song is my way of saying
What I needed to say
I am proud, I am strong
And you’ve been here all along
I didn’t know it until today
I’m so glad that it happened this way

I’ve had enough
I’m in love, it’s true
So don’t, don’t take it away
‘Cause I’ve got my eye on you

Hold on now
You’re leaving
Take these hands
Don’t even say goodbye

I want you to know that
I’m going to miss you
Hold on to my heart
We’ll make it through
And let it be known
All I want is you
And I’m learning to show it to you

I’ve had enough
I’m in love, it’s true
So don’t, don’t take it away
‘Cause I’ve got my eye on you

I’ve had enough
I’m in love, it’s true
So don’t, don’t take it away
‘Cause I’ve got my eye on you

their new album is phenomonal. Go have a listen.

4 Rules go along with this award:

Rule 1: Thank the person who gave you this award.

Thanks Janie! Your blog is witty, and obviously you have good taste

Rule 2: Share 7 things about yourself.

1) I change my hair colour all the time. Really.

2)I can’t blow my nose.

3)I’m a terrible swimmer

4)I talk to my dogs

5)I’m nearly blind. My glasses are the thickest things I’ve ever seen.

6) Speaking of glasses, when i was little, my mom took me to the zoo and a monkey stole her glasses. I thought it was hilarious. (and still do)

7)Every few weeks i get the itch to move somewhere with Bad Boy and start all over.

Rule 3: Pass the award along to 15 bloggers who you have recently discovered and who you think are fantastic.

Erini- she makes me giggle and her writing is fantastic.

Cellar Door- Witty, insightful and a longtime reader/fellow blogger

Kitty- Again, an amazing writer

Erica- she’s fun and her blog is fresh

I would totally add Janie, but I don’t know if I can regift an award haha. I know I suck and there aren’t 15 people here, but I have trouble following that many blogs.

It’s awful. I know. I promise these will get better once I’m use to doing them. Mmmk?

My favorite shot from my last photoshoot

It was love at first sight. Or first google, whichever you prefer. As most of you know I work in the wireless industry, and I normally do some research on up and coming phones when I find out we’ll be stocking them.

Naturally it was really exciting for Virgin Mobile to be launching its first Android phone, but to also be the first company in Canada launching the HTC Legend. I have to say I’ve always wondered what all the hype was behind these android and google phones.

Except it isn’t hype folks, this little phone really does pack a punch. As soon as i started doing my research, my little purple Blackberry Curve 8530 began to lose its appeal. Sure, Blackberries are the “it” phone right now. It was limited edition, i could multitask, facebook, im, text and tweet all at once from my phone.

But it also froze, had the battery life of a 95 year old woman, and isnt’ terribly user friendly for those who aren’t tech savvy (75% of my customer base really). So, within a few hours of learning we’d be launching the Legend, I put an ad up on kijiji to sell my beloved Blackberry so i could upgrade.

And what an upgrade it is folks. This isnt’ just a phone, this is a digital camera and pda all in one. You can’t find many phones with a 5.0 MP camera, flash and photo editing all in one. Combine that with a near bullet proof touch screen and sassy aluminum casing and you’ve got a phone to be reckoned with.

The new Android platform is amazing. 75% of the apps are free (in your face iphone), easily downloadable right from the android market on the phone, the OS is extremely customizable, and htc sense is just plain fucking cool. The pages are seamless and I’ve made several “Scenes” (profiles) for work, play and just for the hell of it. All the scenes have different backgrounds, widgits, icons and apps.

The phone was super easy to get use to. After a few hours I was texting with the touchscreen keypad with ease, the auto spell correcter helps at all. I do have to say though, when it changed shit to shot, or fuck to duck I wanted to hurt someone. You can easily turn this function off, or simply save words to the dictionary as you type.

I won’t talk specifics with the HTC sense, but i will say its tons of fun, the friend stream gave me wet panties, and this is the most fun I’ve ever had with a phone.

Things I dig about this phone:

• the 5.0Mp camera
• customizing the background options (I have hello kitty, Sailor Moon and Care bears, just to name a few)
• hello! free apps?!
• friend stream means I can update twitter, myspace and facebook all at once
• weather animations make me giggle like a little girl
• great sound quality, ringer, earpiece and music
• sturdy casing and screen (mine has been dropped several times so far)
• wifi at home means less data usage and tethering
• The ringer stops when I pick up the phone off a table, etc
• The ringer automatically is louder if in a pocket or purse
• Flash is supported, making web browsing amazing
• Automatically integrates my contacts from google, google calendar and reader
  

Things that could be improved:

• If you don’t kill all your apps in the background you use a ton of data
• Needed to turn off static ip to use the wifi browser
• Ringtones can be custom, notification sounds cannot.
• The stock headset that comes with it doesn’t fit well in my little ears

Awesome Apps:

• firefox
• tunee music (free music downloads)
• pandabear (OS for themes)
• shazaam
• google sky map (point to the sky and see constellations where you are)
• fml
• wordpress
• wifi switch
• hi msn
• peep

If you’re looking for a cool phone that does it all, this phone is for you. The cute as hell android logo doesn’t hurt either.

Bad boy is the first person I’ve met who doesn’t automatically assume or ask of I’ve forgotten to take my pills when I’m upset or having a bad day. At first I thought it was fantastic.

Then him and my family had a discussion over dinner about over medication and how most people on medications like mine didn’t really need them.

My mouth dropped.

I brought it up later, pointing out that I had been miserable the weeks prior without my medications. His response? Of course I would since my body now needed the medications to function properly.

I just shut my mouth and went back to reading my book. As long as he loves me and makes me happy it isn’t worth worrying about.

And I’ve never been happier, so nothing else matters.

So I told him I wouldn’t do this, but I’m linking the exes blog. A series of incidents has made me realize I don’t really care if it pisses him off, or leads him back to my blog. The incidents are as follows:

I wished him a happy birthday almost a month ago. I was being nice. I’ve always wanted to try remaining friends. The fact that he can’t get over it after he broke up with me and decided that he made a mistake is not my issue. Obviously he made a mistake, I am fucking amazing. He proceeded to ream me out for saying happy birtday, then wrote on his blog that I was obviously a cunt and was trailing him along for ego strokes.

Uh hi buddy, I don’t need your ego strokes. I still care about you even though you’re probably the world’s largest douche, but whatever. Exsqueeze me for being nice. I assure you, that will not be happening again. I still have high five on my case, my awesome boyfriend (who I seriously love to death, despite his few short comings) and other dudes. I don’t need any ego strokes and honestly, being hit on makes me uncomfortable.

I also apologized for some stuff I put him through right at the end of our relationship. It was basically my current situation in reverse. Now I know how incredibly stressful it must have been. That’s another big reason why I texted him. But yes, I am an awful awful person.

I read his blog today and it turns out “Benefits Girl” (his main “girl”) is also into modelling. He mentioned how when we were together I was into the same thing because I wanted attention. Uh no. I didn’t pursue any photographers, they pursued me. I did two shoots before he and I got together and I stopped when we began dating because it made him uncomfortable. That’s just how I am. I accommodate and I do whatever I can to make my partner 100% comfortable. I even stopped talking to a majority of my male friends.

It’s been super awesome that the beau isn’t insecure like that. I’ve never been a cheater, and i never will. I get plenty of attention at home. The modelling is just a hobby, and extra money. I don’t go taking my clothes off or approaching photographers. I wait for them to contact me.

So yes. A huge attention whore. That’s me. Also, this girl of his signed up with the same agency as me (if it is who I think it is) and its hilarious and awkward when we run into each other. I don’t know if she even knows who I am. I do remember being incredibly wary of her when the ex and I broke up because they hung out a bit and he and I were still talking (read boning)

Always trust your gut ladies.

Anyway, his whole blog makes me out to be the bad guy and there’s even a few comments where people say how awful I am. It was funny at first, now it’s just offensive and hurts a tiny bit. Especially since he knows i read his blog. And dammit I can’t stop. It’s like a car crash you can’t turn away from.

It takes every ounce of my being not to comment on his blog and say, “Yes. I am a huggeee attention whore. Yet you’re the one wheeling 3 or 4 different women at the same time. Mmmhmmm.”

He is on the other hand, a very gifted writer. He has a decent following and he really knows how to spin a story and captivae the reader, I’ll give him props for that. If you feel like watching the wreckage and reading about his taking the ladies on his roster along for the ride you can find him at:

behindthephd.blogspot.com

I’m alive. Things are insane right now.

I’ve signed on with girls of glam dot com, I’m working tons of hours at my regular job and the boyfriend and I are doing super well.

There was even a pretty big future talk the other night, I’d call it the anti proposal. More about that in another post.

I just wanted to let everyone know I’m alive, and there’s lots of news to come.