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Back to Blogger

July 9, 2007

I’ve gotten to the point where I’m completely fed up with the lack of options on WordPress, so I’m switching back to blogger, where there are no javascript police and I can edit my own css and html. It’s wonderful, stop over sometime.

http://www.thezsazsazsu.com directs to the new blog.

http://feeds.feedburner.com/zsazsazsu is the new feed.

I hate wordpress

June 15, 2007

When considering changing the title of my last blog, I decided to instead make a big leap and not only change the title, but buy a domain and even start blogging on a different service. I’m not sure why I even switched to WordPress, but I vaguely remember some promises about how fantastic it is, easy to switch and Rachel’s blog looked great on wordpress. Which is approximately when I made the WORST MISTAKE EVER.

First, it took me a week to figure out how to get my blogroll to show up. Why? Because it’s called Blogroll on your dashboard, and to put it in your sidebar, it’s called Links. How has this been a problem for so long? In the year or so that Rachel’s had her blog she told me she never figured out how to get the blogroll up.

You may notice that Rachel had widgets on the side of her blog until a little while ago and now they’re all gone. Apparently WordPress has declared war on javascript. They don’t allow any tags with scripts, and if you try to put them in , they immediately get deleted. Which means no f-ing widgets. No last.fm, no fineTune, no statcounter.

The Statcounter thing really pisses me off because the stats that wordpress offers really blow. In addition to that, I noticed that they’ve also removed the feed stats in the last couple of days. Why? Because they obviously missed that day in school where you learn not to blow onto the scene with a bunch of features that work poorly/improperly and then take them away. Users get pissed. Like me. I’m pissed.

Is this funny?

June 9, 2007


I saw this movie trailer this afternoon and I really just can’t figure out if it’s a comedy or not. It had myself and most of the people in the movie theatre half-chuckling and saying “that’s supposed to be funny, right?” I mean, seriously, they’re sheep. They’re really cute and cuddly and making them “bloodthirsty killers” is um yeah, I’m just going to have to go with “weird” and “not scary” on this one.

And on a side note, I tried to embed the trailer, but instead of the embed code on the YouTube page, there’s a note that says “Embedding disabled by request” which has to be about the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard of. How many of you actually followed that link? You know what, I think people actually like making that extra click and loading a whole new page just to see your movie trailer, because contrary to popular belief, most of us aren’t lazy at all. Now if you’ll excuse me I have to get back to throwing small objects at the television in hopes of hitting one of the channel buttons because I can’t find the remote.

I kinda like Vista

May 31, 2007

 I got a new computer at work on Tuesday, as my personal laptop has been dying a slow and painful death recently.  I found myself recently doing a lot of wondering of “What is it DOING?”, while I watched processes hang and heard noises that probably shouldn’t come from a computer and I begun to think that eventually smoke would come out of it, as it rolled over belly-up with it’s tongue hanging out and I could kiss the last two digital years of my life goodbye.  The new computer came in last week and I propped Old Faithful in it’s position in my apartment where it will be used to check email and serve up old episodes of Sex and the City.

The title of this post started out as “I heart Vista” and since has been downgraded to “I kinda like Vista”, I’m sure if you have dealt with it at all, you might have an inkling as to why.   The new, pretty little IBM ThinkPad came with Vista installed  and the first thing I thought was “this is HOT!”  Basically, the look and feel is very Mac-y, I love the Windows sidebar, which I use in a lot of the same ways as Google Desktop (which I die for, but had to uninstall due to a huge drop in processing speed).  It’s pretty sexy, take a look:

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My favourite, useless little feature is the ability to scroll through windows like that.  It doesn’t really help me at all, but it looks really hot.

Things went downhill when I stopped getting email.  Because of some weird issue with Outlook 2003 and Office 2007, emails were coming in and not getting to my inbox.  God knows where they went, I’m still looking.  Of course, then it takes hours to solve this problem, involving uninstalling etc.

I know the general response that most people have when they hear the word “Vista” is to shudder and maybe even throw up in their mouth a little, but honestly, it’s really not that bad.  I can’t think of another time where it hasn’t been at LEAST a 3 day effort to set up a new computer and get everything running properly, with a significant amount of time googling error messages.  The standard for operating systems from Microsoft is pretty low in my mind, so the experience wasn’t too out of line with my expectations.  The sexiness factor and at least a little bit of an effort to catch up to the Mac interface makes up for the crap.  In the special olympics of operating systems, this one wins gold.

Lala land

May 28, 2007

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Here comes another “Wow, things are so different in this part of the US than where I’m from!” entry. Just being honest and letting you know ahead of time in case you want to bail now. The following are some new developments since moving to sunny California.

I shop a lot. Clothes are just so much cheaper down here. Forever 21 is my new best friend. If I could have sleepovers and pillow fights and braid each others’ hair, I would. We’d also invite H&M.

I wear bright colors. Toronto Jenny dressed a lot in basic pieces and neutral colors but upon moving to SoCal and discovering that there is a whole RAINBOW of colors that you can dress yourself in, my wardrobe is adapting accordingly. I just bought myself a pink sundress. And I’m not just talking pink, it’s fuschia. Like, “throw on your sunglasses because Jenny just put on the pink dress” pink.

I eat out at restaurants almost every night. This is one of the most ridiculous things about living here. You’d think that since it’s such a warm climate and people are naturally walking around in their bikinis all day, that it would just be easy to stay all thin and healthy because it’s normal to just eat 3 carrot sticks a day. Of course not. We go out to eat and way too much and it’s making me gain weight. I might even be 100lbs by now. This has to stop.

I buy trashy magazines. Unabashedly. I just grab those bad boys and toss them down on top of the groceries I’m paying for and don’t feel an ounce of guilt about it. I then read them out loud while making comments to whoever happens to be standing near me. We then discuss them as if they’re close and personal friends. There’s so much less guilt about it in LA, they’re our neighbors for christ’s sake. It’s fantastic.

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It’s not a good morning

May 25, 2007

I woke up this morning to this travesty:
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A FEW HOURS. Seriously. Me being able to wait a few hours to check that one unread message in my inbox that is MOCKING ME would imply that I’m the type of person that can stare at the blinking red message light on the phone and not turn it off even if I know what the message is. Let’s be clear here, I’m not that type of person. GIVE ME BACK MY FACEBOOK.

I feel a little better having let that out.

How does Carrie do it?

May 24, 2007

carrie.jpgI’ve obviously been watching a lot of Sex and the City recently because I’ve been thinking about exactly how Carrie could write the type of column she did without divulging massive amounts of way-too-personal information about the people in her life. Having recently become single, followed by moving to a completely new city and meeting tons of new people, there is a fair amount of drama and really interesting things that would be incredibly enjoyable to write about. And by “incredibly enjoyable” I do mean it would be a guilty pleasure like buying a pile of trashy magazines, eating the whole box of chocolates alone or whatever sick twisted behavior people engage in while completely alone.

While all my misadventures will make for a very interesting autobiography, to write about it here on this blog would most likely result in me getting bitchslapped. Actually, let’s be honest, this isn’t All My Children, no one actually bitchslaps people anymore, there would probably just be some strongly worded and long winded emails. Which I would then forward to my close friends to mock over msn and skype. That’s how we do it these days.

So the bottom line is that I won’t be talking about the LA drama or the romantic aspects of my life, which you may notice, don’t fall into the same category. But that’s all I’m saying. If you really want to know, skype me.

….If at this point you’re questioning whether I’ve forwarded any of your emails to one of my friends, the answer is likely yes.

The Zsa Zsa Zsu

May 24, 2007

On the off chance that you aren’t female and between the ages of 18-35, which necessarily implies that you may not have seen every episode of Sex and the City at least 4 times, I’ll explain what the “zsa zsa zsu” is.

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Straight from the Urban Dictionary:

1. zsa zsa zsu
Comes from “Sex and the City”, where Carrie describes it as the feeling you get when you meet someone you really really like. That sort of lovey, butterflies feeling when you just want to be with someone.

Carrie: I met this new guy Berger, and I just get that zsa zsa zsu.

That inexplicable feeling that we’ve all experienced at one point or another that is so fantastic. I like to extend it to apply to all other aspects of life, because we’ve all had those moments, days, weeks or months where everything just seems to be working out. When life is just treating you well and the zsa zsa zsu is just everywhere. Hence the name. That and that I really like Sex and the City.

You may stop speculating about my love life now, I’m not divulging any of the details 😉

I live nowhere

May 11, 2007

A really weird thing happens when I travel across the border these days. No country wants to claim me as their own. When I fill out customs forms for the US, I’m not technically a “resident” because my TN visa classifies me as a visitor, so they want to see my permanent address as being in Canada.

When I fill out Canadian customs forms, they want to see my address on the card as being in the United States because I’m not technically a resident of Canada anymore either.

Hmmmph. The great part is that I’m not subject to any limits on the amount of alcohol and tobacco I bring across the border because both countries assume that I’m going to be bringing it back to my “home”. This could get interesting…

It works both ways

May 4, 2007

So the US isn’t the only one guilty of narrow-mindedness. I’m in a Starbucks in Vancouver and to pay for wireless I’m forced to give them my cell number and select my carrier from a dropdown menu. The choices: Bell, Rogers, Fido, Telus.

Grrrrr….