tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40408802011-10-06T13:56:28.244-07:00visions of johannayoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.comBlogger2431100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-49018275111230527972009-05-13T11:18:00.000-07:002009-05-13T11:23:42.837-07:00

It's too bad the name "Fail Blog" is already taken otherwise I would adopt the moniker for this one.Just sayin'...Wedding in three and a half weeks. Gross. Is it too late to cancel and make a quick jaunt to city hall instead? My cousin and his girlfriend had the right idea. Blast me and my desire to be wed in the forest!!!Here's hoping I survive the next 25 days relatively unscathed

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-35147950692939099962009-01-22T10:18:00.000-08:002009-01-22T14:47:37.993-08:00

I was never the type to think up my dream wedding. In fact it didn't even cross my mind until my then boyfriend (now fiance) was the best man at his best friend's wedding last July. I'd never been to a wedding of two good friends and peers before so I guess it hit close to home. Seeing him up there all suited up and really hot didn't help much either :PSo however little I thought about my

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-24611144394570859602008-12-17T09:39:00.000-08:002008-12-17T10:31:19.374-08:00

'Cause I'm back from the dead. Everlasts comin' back from the dead. You know I'm back from the dead. Yoyohanna in effect, 'nuff said! Back from the dead!!!!Whooooooooooooooa....It's been a while, sorry. So here's the scoop: I stopped caring about having a public online presence. I still don't really care but to tell you the truth I need an outlet. This blog provided an outlet for me for

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-89233953936846981562007-08-31T14:21:00.000-07:002007-08-31T16:35:25.492-07:00

Alas!They were to no avail, my attempts of reconstruction,But of course!Such a unique look is not accomplished so easily.Bits of legs confuse themselves with my lashes,Removed tape,a second skin,took my first with it.My flit plot,a requirement for unwilling participants,(I did not think they'd mind)But the moths doth protest too much.THE CARNAGE that ensuedfor the sake of beauty,bits of legs,and

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1167095856851526342006-12-25T17:12:00.001-08:002006-12-25T17:17:36.863-08:00

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1152950213537045622006-07-15T00:56:00.000-07:002006-07-15T00:56:53.586-07:00

'Cause I feel GREAT

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1152894672171046922006-07-14T09:19:00.000-07:002006-07-14T09:31:13.673-07:00

But in October I'll be putting out the silverware.Oct 3: Gordon LightfootOct 8: the WhoThere IS a cure for the summertime blues afterall!!soundtrack:the Who- Live at Leeds

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1150841337514078882006-06-20T15:04:00.000-07:002006-06-20T15:12:15.336-07:00

My internet browser of choice is Mozilla.That said, I randomly typed what was on my mind in the url field, y'know, where the web address usually goes, and pressed enter... and encountered surprising results."Dear a&b sound, you guys are whack. If you keep cutting my hours I'll quit, biatches."[enter]what the... ?check it out.soundtrack:Son House- the Original Delta Blues

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1147931614950995262006-05-17T22:25:00.000-07:002006-05-17T22:56:43.380-07:00

So who's out of the loop?JIZZ-OH!!! holla.No, seriously... I don't even know what day it is! Well, now I do having just watched LOST, but if not for TV, my friends, I would be clueless. I've got my Grey's Anatomy on Sundays (and the former glory of Arrested Development, R.I.P), Lost and Models on Wednesdays, and the Office on Thursdays! It's a nice barebones structure of my week... Oh heaven

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1146610443435361682006-05-02T15:39:00.000-07:002006-05-02T15:54:03.446-07:00

Today's word: FLAN.Not only is it fun to say and think about, but it's also fun to eat! Flantastic! High fives all around.So does anybody know a good FLAN recipe? I'm thinking FLAN party! Awesome.*Sigur Ros. Seattle. Tomorrow. Can I get a WHUT-WHUT!?Can I ever!*These past couple of days have left me feeling rather accomplished. Actually doing something -ANYTHING- on a day off is a feat in

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1146039739308928092006-04-26T00:54:00.000-07:002006-04-26T18:37:50.696-07:00

Now, there are certain things in life that will always be great comfortors. Heck, even people, too. The mere presence of these nouns -whatever, whoever, wherever they may be- during times of distress will immediately begin to reverse the effects of negativity in all forms.Case in point: High Fidelity. Top 5 comfortors (in order of effectiveness):5. (tie) That Thing You Do!5. (tie) High

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1143974281442809052006-04-02T03:37:00.000-07:002006-04-02T03:42:07.783-07:00

Should I go to sleep? ....probably.Am I tired? I can't even tell anymore. I'm just bored, really. Story of my life. I need a new hobby. Maybe I'll learn how to play the autoharp. Or perhaps the lapsteel? I chatted up the nicest gent at L&M the other week about one. Doesn't look too complicated. Open chords or some odd such, kind of like the banjo. Perhaps I should take up the banjo again

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1143705514315171752006-03-29T23:37:00.000-08:002006-03-30T20:46:02.406-08:00

Stever has tagged me to complete a list of fours:FOUR JOBS I’VE HAD1. Burger King. They stuck me in the back making fries for the three months I worked there because... I kid you not... I didn't smile enough.2. Kids IQ Centre. Creative Writing instructor.3. I played double bass one summer for Theatre Under the Stars' production of "the King and I"4. a&b sound represent. music&movies and cash.FOUR

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1143444946909006692006-03-26T23:14:00.000-08:002006-03-27T00:22:11.736-08:00

Day three.Still elated.An interesting development, that.Even while working cash -alone on a saturday- I was... happy. And working cash is usually comparable to being penned up having nothing to do with instructions to look busy for eight hours. No wait, not comparable... that's what it IS.Also, I must confess... looking busy at work has turned into teaching myself how to write with my left hand

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1143273068431665232006-03-24T23:43:00.000-08:002006-03-24T23:51:08.443-08:00

AH! We won the UBC Battle of the Bands!!! AHHH!!!!My cheeks, they hurt from smiling so much. Sleep deprivation's iron grip on my everything isn't even enough to keep me down. Wow, who knew there were so many different kinds of awesome!?Life, my friends, is one crazy trip.soundtrack:Neko Case- Fox Confessor Brings the Flood

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1142284708668169822006-03-13T13:16:00.000-08:002006-03-13T13:30:14.916-08:00

awww, so cute!

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1141621146801301702006-03-05T20:53:00.000-08:002006-03-05T21:00:32.700-08:00

All that is gold does not glitter,Not all those who wander are lost;The old that is strong does not wither,Deep roots are not reached by the frost.From the ashes a fire shall be woken,A light from the shadows will spring;Renewed shall be blade that was broken,The crownless again shall be king.

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1140484770693400942006-02-20T16:55:00.000-08:002006-02-21T16:39:04.970-08:00

A couple of weeks ago I was struck with a violent stomach flu. I was up an entire night, clutching my porcelain friend. Just as quickly as it came, though, it went, leaving me feeling ravaged and exhausted. But before my immune system had time to recover, a pesky cold began to manifest itself in me. Try as I might with feeble weaponry echinacea and vitamin C, I eventually lost the war. I admitted

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1139982431364839532006-02-14T21:27:00.000-08:002006-02-14T21:47:11.373-08:00

I hope all y'all got some love.I, for one, made cookies and cupcakes last night and today went all JohnnyAppleseed on everyone. Valentine's Day isn't about boxes of chocolates and roses and cards, it's a celebration of love!Love rocks! .... Woo hoo!!! ........Oh God I'm so alone.soundtrack:Foo Fighters -There is Nothing Left to Lose

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1138954962379405862006-02-03T00:16:00.000-08:002006-02-03T00:22:42.390-08:00

buddies...I'm bored. I keep asking those around me, "so hey! what's new and exciting?!" and actually expecting a riveting answer.Nothing. zip. nada.It's the same old same old where ever I may be.Oh, fun and excitement, where are you? My dwindling youth shan't hold out much longer!!=reality check= I know I'm not old. I'm just dramatic. and ever so bored. O, WOE IS ME!Well, at least I'm not

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1137052612321758722006-01-11T23:32:00.000-08:002006-01-11T23:56:52.333-08:00

Last summer for her birthday I bought my sister Lost: Season 1 on DVD. Before this, I was merely a casual observer of the show and, to be honest, didn't really get what all the hype was about.Then I watched the first episode.then the second....then the third........Needless to say, it wasn't much longer until I was fully versed in the ways of Lost. This season I have white-knuckledly followed

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1136691537929384452006-01-07T18:53:00.000-08:002006-01-07T19:38:57.953-08:00

It's quite apparent that I haven't been in any hurry to return to regular blogging, I'm sure, but with the holiday season boxed up and placed into storage, my life can assume its customary break-neck pace.Hah.Truth be told, I've been waiting until I was good and angry to make my triumphant return. For the entire duration of my car ride from work I stewed together all the juicy, biting remarks

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1134363461532010062005-12-11T20:24:00.000-08:002005-12-11T20:57:41.543-08:00

A couple of days ago I momentarily awoke from my slumber to a feeling of concentrated aching on my ankle. Dismissing it as a new somnolently self-inflicted bruise, I fell back asleep. Morning came and with it the realization that something foul was afoot: something foul was on my foot! Upon closer inspection the "bruise" was not a bruise at all, but an insect bite, most likely arachnoid.

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1133406685577823762005-11-30T19:10:00.000-08:002005-11-30T19:11:25.586-08:00

Ronald MacDonald is charged with stealing from Wendy's.

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1132356503530360972005-11-18T16:03:00.000-08:002005-11-18T16:49:37.363-08:00

Whistler was fun. The kids were cool and teaching them wasn't all that bad. The dreaded performance of the coaches wasn't a complete disaster, either. We played "All Blues" which I love and have played in the past and then a Cmaj-Bb7 bossa nova vamp. Almost all of the other coaches were jazz musicians which turned out to be really cool... listening to them talk and impart with their stories got

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1131700746829763572005-11-11T01:20:00.000-08:002005-11-11T01:19:06.890-08:00

So I'm actually going to Whistler tomorrow for this bass coach gig. Yeah, I'm freaked. I haven't really played any jazz for a few years so I've got this big red flag waving in front of my face screaming: DOOM! FAILURE STRAIGHT AHEAD! HYOOOMILIAAAAAATION!oh geez.but I'm praying I'll know a thing or two more than those high school kids. Here's hoping there aren't any prodigies in the

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1131348416919980672005-11-06T23:26:00.000-08:002005-11-06T23:26:56.933-08:00

[Real exerpt taken from the lives of Johanna E. Polkki, sister Susanna E. and brother Markus M. J.][living room. S.E. on couch. M.M.J. leaning on door post. J.E. looking so fine][playfully all up in J.E.'s grill.]S.E. Markie! Jo was in ESL![J.E. pointing at S.E., indignant.]J.E. SO WAS HER![pause. digestion of sheer spontaneous perfection. cry-laughter ensues.][close-up on J.E. wink, thumbs up.

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1130896193794774102005-11-01T17:47:00.000-08:002005-11-01T17:49:53.806-08:00

Just a quick post as I wait and wait.If you aren't doing anything this Thursday and live in the lower mainland of Vancouver, answer me these questions three:1) want to see a show?2) do you like music?3) are you awesome?if you answered "yes" to ALL of these questions, then COME ON DOWN to the marine club where local talent shall be for your viewing/listening pleasure.Thursday Nov 3rd. doors at 9,

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1129973208132117422005-10-22T02:30:00.000-07:002005-10-22T02:30:07.373-07:00

I can't seem to shake this sickness. I've been plagued with one ailment or another for weeks on end. Just when I think my health is almost restored I am dealt another swift blow to the immune system and inevitably succumb.Now it's a cough. I've almost lost my voice a few times, too. Awesome.Also awesome: I have to be at work for 10 (and by awesome I mean completely UNawesome). Hence, a mug

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1129289677752180002005-10-14T04:34:00.000-07:002005-10-14T05:01:26.896-07:00

So no Whistler band camp for me this weekend. Thank you BCTF. Thank you for having me lose out on three days' worth of pay for nothing.Years out of high school and it's still screwing me over. How does that happen?!I slept for over 12 hours yesterday. Didn't even get out of bed until almost 1:30. Good thing I have absolutely no plans for this weekend. Yeah, really good thing.Revised plans for

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1128929271387353432005-10-10T00:26:00.000-07:002005-10-10T02:57:48.946-07:00

I don't want to blog but my blasted resolve is catapulting me forward.What's up, momentum?!So I'm bass coaching it up at band camp this weekend. Not a bad gig... I'm getting paid to go to Whistler to play bass. Sign me up. Oh I already am. Awesome.I like this idea of being paid to play music. I'm hoping it'll catch on. Also, groupies. Those are a good idea, too.Good idea: seeing Feist/Jason

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1127381842192235232005-09-22T03:12:00.000-07:002005-09-22T03:07:51.003-07:00

So we meet again, 3 am. Hah, we're hardly strangers.C'mon.I don't really have any news to report.... no cute puppies encountered... no major fashion investments made... no end to my CD buying affliction...Doo doo doooo... bapbapba daaaaa....Oh who am I kidding?! Of course I have news. I'm suprised I managed to keep a straight face for this long. Seriously.His name is Ricky. We met just this

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1126335580828703642005-09-09T12:03:00.000-07:002005-09-09T23:59:40.833-07:00

So after the initial shock and vomiting subsided, I came to the conclusion that maybe school won't be so bad this term.I thought you HAAAAAAATE school. Why the change of heart?! You will ask.WELL.As part of my conversational French class we'll be learning about, obviously, French culture. So every week my professeur will be bringing in a different kind of cheese because "cheese is such an

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1126040733539053942005-09-06T14:05:00.000-07:002005-09-06T17:50:33.526-07:00

It is in a state of disbelief and stinging regret that I write this to you now. Man alive, how am I back at my same old college?! This vexes me so, not because I don't know the answer, but because I KNOW the answer. After a spring of burgeoning opportunities and a summer of endless possibilities I've arrived at fall and with it the shriveling up and dying of said opportunities and possibilities.

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1125570977625380522005-09-01T03:36:00.000-07:002005-09-01T10:10:45.320-07:00

There's something so calming yet paralyzingly electric about nighttime. I love it.O, nights like these awaken every idle sense. Every creak and moan is heard; every shiver and moving shadow is acknowledged. I thought I was alone?Yes, for a few short hours I'm the only one awake; I can do anything my bleeding heart desires with no one to tell me otherwise.The isolation of my consciousness is

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1125470919540109812005-08-30T23:48:00.000-07:002005-08-30T23:48:39.546-07:00

The first step to recovery is admitting you have a problem.I have a problem.... I buy too many CDs.and it doesn't help that I get a nice discount at work. or that I've become so desensitized to consumerism and money. or that I have nothing to do at work except peruse the electronic catalogue to see what we have in stock.In the span of the past 7 days I've bought:Sufjan Stevens- Say Yes! to

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1124403733209634152005-08-18T15:22:00.000-07:002005-08-18T15:22:13.216-07:00

Could there BE a better way to spend a semi-day off? I challenge the thought and the thought backs down. Ah yes, the joys of shift-work. Not having to report to duty until 5pm leaves me with a veritable cornucopia of leisure techniques to employ. Such as sleeping in; Eating a delicious breakfast of egg scramble at 12:30; Clasping mug after Accessories Are Necessities! mug of slow-steeped

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1123460664971519692005-08-07T17:30:00.000-07:002005-08-09T00:21:46.316-07:00

I've been trying to think of something clever and witty to blog about for an hour.I thought to myself, Maybe I ought to write something personal and introspective? But all words of confessional self-expression were backspaced into intangible oblivion.Perhaps another route, then? A limerick or silly poem? But the rhythms and rhymes were nowhere to be found.It would appear as though I've come to an

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1121756369270392192005-07-19T12:03:00.000-07:002005-07-19T00:00:34.516-07:00

I should've taken one look at her shoes and ran.Kristie was her name, and ruining my hair was apparently on her agenda that day.A few things tipped me off something wasn't right:1. her jarring resemblance to Sharon Osbourne.... on crack;2. her ever-changing accent;3. she sprayed me with water while washing my hair... twice;4. she cut herself while cutting my hair... and then proceeded to sing "

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1121064811158088482005-07-10T23:51:00.000-07:002005-07-10T23:53:31.166-07:00

This evening I had every intention of doing my laundry. I got home just after 6pm so I figured I had plenty of time. That is... until I sat down to watch TV.And let me tell you... Fox's animation domination dominated more than just their Sunday night line-up... it took over my entire evening/alotted laundry time. Before I knew it hours had slipped away.How can this happen?! Precious moments I

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1120633758082595692005-07-05T12:09:00.000-07:002005-07-06T00:09:18.086-07:00

Whoa. Talk about massive life-altering split-second decisions. I've had enough. I'm taking a year off from school. This epiphany came to me after a breakdown a long time in the making. It's like that one scene in the movie Pi when Max is in the subway station and having a headache which escalates until finally everything goes blank. My word, it's crystal clear!But in my version, I was at home

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1119953088137046442005-06-28T03:25:00.000-07:002005-06-28T03:25:06.990-07:00

I think I'm developing an ulcer.So research shows that I find watching television much more condusive to sleeping than a dark, quiet room and a big bed. My ears and mind are occupied until the last minute of consciousness whereas in the latter I've only the constant whirring of my brain to lull me to sleep WHICH IT DOES NOT DO.(An old tale, it's true, but so current.)No breakthroughs have occured

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1119514395646561522005-06-23T01:13:00.000-07:002005-06-23T01:13:15.710-07:00

I've always had trouble sleeping, you know...Lately it's come more frequently. Almost every night. And more recently coupled with insufferable indigestion. Yes, heart burn would be a very appropriate term.I envy those who can fall asleep in an instant... the ones whose consciousness is lost as soon as his/her head hits a pillow. Unfortunately for me, that's the time my brain decides to go

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1118302792110329912005-06-09T00:37:00.000-07:002005-06-09T00:40:27.086-07:00

Some thoughts...Tonight I saw an advanced screening of "Batman Begins." Admittedly, I've never partaken in the time-honoured Batman franchise, but I thought "hey, free movie," and gave it a go. Good idea, Jo, goooood idea. Mostly because that was a good movie. Also, free. And advanced. But mostly because it was a good movie. And directed by Christopher Nolan, no less! who's one of my

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1117479103611971012005-05-30T00:29:00.000-07:002005-05-30T12:29:32.713-07:00

Ah yes, Monday... the day when the work week starts anew for most. BUT NOT FOR ME as I had the day off and every intention to sleep in as much as I liked. Unbeknownst to me, residential crows had an entirely different agenda.....That's right my friends. At approximately 5:21 am, I awoke to the yowling of those harbingers of doom. Granted, the sound was undoubtedly exacerbated by my open window,

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1117176693604503952005-05-26T23:51:00.000-07:002005-05-26T23:51:33.626-07:00

I'm jetlagged [read:tired]. I must still be operating in EST, because I should NOT be this tired this early in the evening.Toronto was awesome. From the little though intense time I spent there, I came to the conclusion that I am inherently a Torontonian... like it was engrained in me from birth. Even though I've lived in Vancouver for almost ten years, in the few days I was in Toronto I felt

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So I'm leaving for a whirlwind "vacation" in eastern Canada on Tuesday night and golly, am I ever thrilled!I'll be kicking things off in Toronto with a visit to my grandparents before they jet to Finland. Then I'm off to Ottawa in time to watch the much-anticipated CSI season finale THREE HOURS before all y'all westcoast suckaz. Werd. But at the crack of the next day's dawn, I'm off to McGill,

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The time has almost come.Newsradio seasons one and two are coming out on DVD on May 24th. Oh, happy day. Yessssssssssssssssssssssss! *fist pumps*

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And yes, true to form, I had to look up "succotash" in the dictionary. But for a headline like that, I'd say it's worth it! Yes yes. Sufjan Stevens is a-coming 'round the mountains to Richard's on July 24th.Another interesting development, UBC wants me too. They even tried to bribe me with a $500 scholarship "in recognition of [my] superior achievement and potential." Hot damn. I'm not gonna go,

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Some guy tried to steal a $25 item from my store today. He made a run for it, and then tried to bribe the guy who caught him (an amazingly fast a&b sound personal electronics employee) with $1000 to let him go. It made my day a little bit more interesting... talking to cops... writing down statements... talking to cops.... ahhh gotta love cops. Speaking of hot cops... who's excited about the CSI

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doo doo doodoodoodoo dooooooooo CHUNG CHUNG doo doo doodoodoooooooo dooooooooo [take it away guitar, clarinet]Any Law & Order fans out there? Michael Moriarty, one of the original DA's on the show and current Maple Ridge resident, is laying down a different kind of law at Rossini's Kits Beach. The prosecution, er, Michael Moriarty Trio, will be jazzing it up on Sunday at 7pm. No cover. Michael

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Who's been admitted to the Bachelor of Music program at McGill University?!!I'VE BEEN ADMITTED TO THE BACHELOR OF MUSIC PROGRAM AT MCGILL UNIVERSITY!!!!!

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Man alive. I'm not sure if any one has noticed, but I am very much in love with Canadian music. And I'm not alone. My Time magazine came in the mail today and who was on the cover? Oh just music darlings the Arcade Fire. Also in this issue, "The best indie bands in the nation and the most anticipated albums of 2005." AAAAND! an essay entitled "The Insider's Guide to Indie Rock" written by

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He's ideal!

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Good God, y'all. So good, in fact, there are shows like Arrested Development to make dreary reality go away for half an hour.Never seen an episode? My, you're more of a fool than I've given you credit for! But it's not too late. Go! Watch! Love! Yes, that's right! Earn my respect!!!Soundtrack:The Appleseed Cast- Mare VitalisRadiohead- OK Computer

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Any Kings of Convenience appreciators out there who would care to go to the show tonight?.You know you waaaaaaaaaaant to.

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It seems like the only food I ever want to eat these days is tacos. They are, honest to goodness, the perfect food. All four food groups are equally represented and fully representing in all their tasty glory. It can't get much better than that.And now, for a segment I like to call "Epicurean Epics: Poetry for the Senses", a poem.Ode to Joy (Joy=Taco)Taco, oh tacoHow much I love thee.You fill

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But no, I'd say finding a leg in your bag is much worse.Wowzers.Notes from my weekend:A fire alarm went off 20 minutes after we got to the DOA show. The whole place was evacuated. A shame, really. A perfectly bizarre end to a hilariously bizarre day.Swiss Chalet dipping sauce may apparently be an acquired taste to some. All I care about is that it's acquired by me and my stomach.A Shirley Temple

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*Ring* "Do you wanna win?" Yes. "Ok, and what's your name?" Johanna. "..h..a..n..n..a.. Ok, Jo, I've put your name +1 on the guest list for tonight's DOA show. Do you know where the SUB is?" Yup. "Great." Thank you! *click* And that, my friends, was my conversation with Nardwuar, the Human Serviette. Sadly, no doodle-oo-doo.

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As soon as I boarded the 351, I knew I had made a mistake. It was morning rush-hour; buses run every millisecond. So why did I feel compelled to get on the first bus in sight? Why, God, WHY did I think that I could get to my destination faster?! It's the 351, for crying out loud. I should have known better. Never in the history of the world has the 351 come through for me, so why of all days

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IT IS MY ROLL UP PIANO! awesome. This is what I look like when I play it. It's a lot bigger than I had anticipated. So I've had a lot of things on my mind lately. It's that time of year when students all over the world ready themselves for university admissions. This year, I am one of those students. It's extraordinarily nervewracking. So many deadlines... so many supporting documents

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Check out what I just bought from ebay. It's pretty much the best thing I've ever seen. soundtrack: Apostle of Hustle- Folkloric Feel The Dears- No Cities Left

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It hasn't happened yet. But there's electricity in the air, I can feel it. This is it. This is the first year of the rest of my life. And for once, I'm excited. Shocking, I know.

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I have no words adequate enough to express the _________ of The Arcade Fire. They have a certain, how the French would say, I don't know what. Wow. Wow. Wow.

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Sorry about my computal outburst of frustration. That's what happens when I leave papers to the last minute, or get overwhelmed... or can't get over my horrible performance at Friday's recital. Let me say a few words about Friday's recital. The recital sucked. Let me say a few more... it was so brutal. I thought I'd prepared the piece so well. My bass teacher told me the night before that

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Screw all y'all. Everything is lame. Especially you and your assface.

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I've been feeling particularily stupid these last couple of weeks. The combination of studying for exams and training at a new job is sucking every bit of my already low level of concentration. Maybe all the stress of school has had a reverse effect on my brain... instead of becoming smarter, my intelligence is slowly going the way of the buffalo: cliff jumping. Welcome, unintelligible

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I got a job at a&b sound. yes yes yes! awesome.

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duly noted.

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you have to set yourself on fire. Oooooh my goodness. The Stars show last night was wikked. Evan Cranley, bass player extraordinaire, is the physical manifestation -the very embodiment- of everything I consider cool. Oh my goodness.

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As can posting! In one day! Why?? I just got a phone call from the Georgia Straight. I won two tickets to see Blonde Redhead tomorrow as well as a free CD!!!! Extraordinary!!!!!!

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I am currently in week 5 of my projected 10 week at-least-one-show-per-week shalabaloo bonanza-shala. I didn't actually plan this out, it just sort of happened. Or at least is projected to happen so says my dayplanner. I'm in a bit of a bind, though. Week 7 (Nov 21-27) has just been opened, leaving a gaping hole in an otherwise solid 10 weeks. So if anyone hears of any good shows, PLEASE!

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Vancouver Youth Symphony Orchestra and UBC Orchestra Mahler Symphony No. 1 Saturday, November 6th. 8pm. Chan Centre for Performing Arts. Free. FREE. How often is there an opportunity to experience 150 musicians playing live symphonic music for free? And seven of those musicians are double bassists. And one of those seven bassists is me. So come and support the arts! For free! I, on the

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UNLESS!!!! Unless they work where I work. In that case, they would quit. Like I did today. Or at least tried to. Even though I'm not contractually bound, I apparently have to stay until the end of December??? Hm. Sure. $60 a week sounds great. Sorry, kids, Miss Johanna won't be your teacher anymore. She's nobody's bitch. In other news, the Q and not U show was awesome. El Guapo

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-me, yesterday. OH but it's not true!!! Today I got a phone call from the Georgia Straight. It looks like my steadfast dedication to filling out every online contest ballot I was remotely interested in paid off! I won a Ben Harper CD. I don't actually remember entering, but hey! Free CD! Awesome.

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A wise woman once said, "Johanna, you should be practicing bass three hours everyday." That wise woman is my bass teacher and she's absolutely right. and awesome. I practiced a lot on Sunday. Seriously, all day. It felt so good. I felt so good! On Monday morning, however, I woke up to a swollen, red, sore, and throbbing finger. Thinking I had messed it up something proper, I saw my doctor.

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Welcome home, Banjo. Excuse me while I go explode from pure joy. soundtrack: Kings of Convenience- Riot on an Empty Street

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Has anyone else noticed how incredibly expensive shows are getting these days??? Wilco? NOT UNLESS YOU ARE A MILLIONAIRE. Tom Waits, anyone? Yeah! Sure! Why not? OH MAYBE BECAUSE I DON'T OWN ONE OF THE CANARY ISLANDS. If I did, I could trade it for some tickets. My word. It's getting bad. Even smaller acts are now pricing it high. Pilate, for instance! I saw them open for the Dears at

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...is because I'm validated by my littlest sister. Tonight Katriina and I were watching her favourite tv show, "Radio Free Roscoe". It's about a motley crew of four high school kids who battle the forces of conformity with their own radio station. It's a decent show, in all respects, often highlighting independant music acts. So anyway, halfway through the show, a familiar song starts

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Oh, Baaaanjo. You came and we made music together. But then you had to go. Wooooe woe woe. I'm crazy about you, y'know. Your five strings and plangs and plings. Why did you go? Oh yeah, it was either you or the Cello. But now he's gone too. What's a girl to do? Oh, Baaaaaanjo. You were so cool! and I, a fool, to ever return you to Long and McQuade. It's been too long. But please... be strong.

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If only there were enough hours in a day to fit in everything I'm supposed to do. I've been schooling it up for almost 4 weeks now, and I'm starting to feel the effects of sleep deprivation. They reared their collective ugly head tonight during my orchestra rehearsal.... As important as bassists are to an orchestra (very), they rarely seem to make it out to rehearsals, or so it seems.

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So the 2004 Vancouver International Film Festival has commenced! I took in my first viewing last night. Touch the Sound was aaaaaamazing. The VIFF site calls it a "sound journey" and Evelyn Glennie, a deaf percussionist, is the tour guide. There were tears in my eyes at some points. I'd say that's a job well done considering it's a documentary. And WHAT a documentary! It was a sensory

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As I read my e-mail, it came to my attention that a black something was compromising my view. When attempts to flit it away proved futile, I took off my glasses for a closer inspection. Suspended from my specs was a tiny little spider. .... ...... ........... (shudder) Now, with every tickle or itch, my paranoia grows. Have I unwillingly been appointed as an arachnid resort?

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Thank You, Lord, for creating coffee. More specifically "The Red Eye", consisting of coffee with a shot of espresso, available at Second Cup. It is because of You and Your gift to this world that I made it through today and will every day from now on. Amen. Any beverage that can keep me wired for over five hours has got to be heavensent. Do you like the new template? To go along with the new

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Unemployment Schmunemployment Chapter VI: The Abusive Relationship We join our heroine in a battered state. Yohanna has been sent through the ringer and left out to dry. She swore to herself she'd never return, but like a poor moth drawn to the scintillating flame of cashflow she emerged from a boredom-induced coma and did just that. Yohanna's students are back in town. Deep down, Yohanna

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Unemployment Schmunemployment Chapter V: Message in a Bottle We join our heroine i- WHAAAAAAAAA?! Where is she?!? It would appear as though Yohanna has vanished off the face of the earth! Wait, THIS JUST IN!!! The Associated Press have confirmed she was last seen entering the Jungle of NORETURNANDCERTAINDEATH, also known as her bedroom. Reports indicate she was carrying a laundry hamper,

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Unemployment Schmunemployment Chapter IV: The Mondays We join our heroine in the cool comforts of her home. Hiding from the sun and the subsequent sweltering heat, Yohanna attempts to make the best of this thusfar notcomingupYohanna day. Who would have thought that even an unemployed person could become afflicted with a serious case of the Mondays? Not even the prospect of cashflow is

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Unemployment Schmunemployment Chapter III: Gestation We join our heroine as she readies herself for a night of fun, taking a well-deserved break from the tedious job of looking for one. It is, afterall, the eve of her birthday, and Yohanna is set to jumpstart the celebration. Tonight someone special has something special planned. ... The Big Guy Upstairs, or "God" as some refer to him, has

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Unemployment Schmunemployment Chapter II: Ms. Doubt-hire? We join our heroine as she sprawls out on the couch ready to call it quits -for the day. Nothing will come between her and her prey... the elusive yellow-tailed beast of success... a job. The hunt is on. As she lay there nursing the life back into her aching feet, Yohanna recounts the day's events. After running to the bus stop in

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To keep you, the reader, absolutely hooked, the management here at yoyohanna.blogspot.com has developed a new segment entitled "Unemployment Schmunemployment: A Restless Slacker's Diary." Enjoy! Sincerely, the Management ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Unemployment Schmunemployment Chapter I: The Beginning of an End? We join our heroine on

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ok. So imagine you're in a band. You've garnered decent success since your start in 1989, particularily in the underground scenes of America. Heck, you've even been deemed the quintessential lo-fi band of the 90's. Now, flashforward through many lineup changes and album hitandmisses to the year 2004. You haven't released any new material since 1999. What to do? Team up with the founders

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1091471288409209782004-08-02T10:55:00.000-07:002004-08-02T14:43:19.933-07:00

I love Ikea, I really do. My house is decked roof to foundation in Ikean furniture et. al. , an homage, of sorts, to my Scandinavian heritage. Aside from the Poängs, Ullstas, Billys, Ringums, Tromsös, and Gullkrages, Ikea also serves up a bevy of tasty Swedish edibles at an affordable and alltogether delicious price. BREAKFAST NOTWITHSTANDING. That's right. I'm not sure if you know, but I know

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1090893938588716712004-07-26T19:04:00.000-07:002004-07-26T19:05:38.586-07:00

blaaaaaah. blah blah blah. blaaah.

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Pay day came and with it the fruits of one month's labour. Sparkle sparkle, I bought bling. The blingiest of the bling. In its obscenity is perfection and momentary happiness. Dahling, diamonds are definitely this girl's best friend, even if they're fake. soundtrack: the cha-chinging of cash registers and swiping of debit cards.

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1088413345803303312004-06-28T01:30:00.000-07:002004-06-28T02:07:04.076-07:00

Jo's top fortune cookie fortune: "Relax, and romance shall flourish." But seriously folks, what's in the stars for Canada's political future? Voting day is upon us, and as a first-time voter I'll be the first to admit I'm a little overwhelmed. Liberal? Conservative? Marxist-Leninist? Today I was accused of wasting my vote simply because I won't be voting Conservative. In the same breath,

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The day is hot-tempered like too many seething flaming cats who refuse to be bathed. So on this, the longest day of the year, we must wait that much more to find relief in the cool refuge of night. Drat. soundtrack Songs: Ohia- "The Body Burned Away" -------------------------------------- 4:12pm addendum: I just got off the phone with a travel agent. Flight Centre, how may I help you?

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1086679475876162772004-06-08T00:20:00.000-07:002004-06-08T00:26:51.286-07:00

I just wanna get along. me, you. it just doesn't seem to happen. I can't do it. I just can't get along. but I want to. I just wanna get along. I just wanna get along. IJWGA. wave bye-bye.

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1086079090152434342004-06-01T01:35:00.000-07:002004-06-01T01:43:47.203-07:00

I think I'm suffering from an identity crisis. no I'm not. yes I am. soundtrack: the Clash- "Should I Stay or Should I go now" the Beatles- "Help!" the Pixies- "Where is my Mind"

yoyohannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03788551143466866939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040880.post-1085335396246602292004-05-23T11:01:00.000-07:002004-05-23T11:03:16.246-07:00

hi losers. my mom made me pancakes this morning. did yours? sucker. soundtrack: you. crying.

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