The Book Cellar
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I have lived here in Edmonton for over ten years now, and I am still discovering the wonders and secrets of Edmonton. Over my university years, I discovered this book store, called the Book Cellar, which is located in the heart of the HUB which is located on campus. At first glance, it seems like a book store for Law students, or even perhaps an ordinary book store, but I came to discover it is not ordinary.

This little charming store also happens to buy books by the pallet, and at extremely low prices. You can buy hardcover editions for as low as $4 and from time to time, they have 99 cents specials. Another best thing about this store is that we can sell our textbooks, and get 50% of the retail list back. This is often great for students who have accidently bought the wrong textbook, or have withdrawn from the course, or have completed the course, but do not need the textbook back.

I found out another reason for this book store to exist. Many of the University of Alberta professors order books or textbooks then decide they do not want the book(s)/ textbook as part of their course syllabus. Also the main book store, also sometimes order extra books or had more books than they needed, and have to try to get rid of them.

I consider myself to be a book connoisseur, as I like to keep the books I have bought. When I discovered Book Cellar, I realized that I had been ripped off, buying my books at places like Chapters or Wee Book Inn. Some of the books I bought in the past, I paid anywhere from $15 to $50 for a book, and when I was at Book Cellar, I found out I could have gotten the same book for anywhere from $4 to $7....

I like this book store because the titles they carry are a match for my eclectic taste. The Book Cellar carries mostly non-fiction which is right up my alley, yet they also cater to the crowd that like fiction. I have to say that the fiction selection is limited, and most authors are not well known, but worthwhile to read. The Law section, seems intimidating, but all in honestly, its mostly philosophical and ethical books, mostly books of ideas, opinions and theory. They are of substance that Law students are meant to pick up and use to support, or refute their positions when writing their position or thesis papers.

Batteries not needed...
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I'm sure there's something like this out there already, but it sure would be nice if toys didn't need batteries to run.

I sure as heck hate it when the batteries in my toys are dying and I have no batteries in the house.

Nothing more annoying that almost climaxing..about to cum... when your vibrator no longer has enough juice to vibrate at its maximum. It's like you are AAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaa but you never reach that hhhhhhhhh part. Kind of like when you climb up the slide, then go down the slide, but you stop in the middle of the slide. You just don't make it down to the bottom. Great anaology, eh? Hee hee.

I'm not a huge fan of using my fingers to get myself off. It takes too long. With my toys, it can take me up to 1 to 10 minutes to get off and I can just have orgasms over and over, as many times as I want. With my fingers, I just have to build up orgasm and that can take up from half hour to a hour to have an orgasm. Just too much work for me, even though it's still fun and pleasurable. Funny thing, if a guy rubs my clit, I do orgasm faster than I would with my own finger. Another funny thing is, I can bring myself to orgasm faster with my fingers if my guy is fucking me at the same time.

I think it's bad if I have no batteries for my toys and have to go into the TV remote or the clock to take the batteries out to finish the job. Be nice if someone comes out with sex toys that can recharge in the sun (solar power toys) or if we could just plug in the toys to be recharged. Yes I know I could take the batteries out and recharge them, but I find it to be a pain in the bum !! I'm well aware that there are electric toys that you plug in and use. But I don't want to do with the electric cords. I'm all about cordless baby ! I wanna be able to take the toys into the shower, or not have to be close to an electric outlet. I sometimes think electric outlets and light switches can be in the most stupidest place or happen to be inaccessible due to arrangement of furniture. In the house I grew up when I was high school, our light switch for the laundry room, happened to be like two feet from the floor ?! So for us to go into the laundry room, we had to bend down to turn on the light switch.

Anyway, my whole point is... I need batteries for my toy at the moment. Rather, I could use my boyfriend right now, but I'm gonna have to wait until Saturday for him !!

Typical 18 year old girls
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I really need to vent !

I am currently taking a 200 level course in American Sign Language.(Yes it's funny that a deaf person is taking sign language) It's a very small class - only 6 of us. We've all have become "friends".

There is one girl I ride the train home with after class. She is really sweet but dumb. Oh lord. It's just so sad to watch her. I'm 30. She's 18. That's a 12 years difference between both of us.

She just started university. I've had to listen to her whine for the past two months about her not doing well in her courses. In our ASL course, we have homework. We are expected to practice ASL in our free time. She complains that she never had homework and that she never had to study in high school. I had absolutely no sympathy for her when she told me that and I, was not going to go oh poor you baby, you have homework. In a bittersweet way, I told her "Welcome to University. In University you really do have to work for it."

She continues on complaining about not doing well in her courses. She's not passing her exams blaming in on exam anxiety. (Maybe she does have exam anxiety) I know exactly why she is not succeeding in her courses...

She goes out to the bars every weekend once or twice during the week (ie. Wednesday's Ladies Night at the Ranch), and sees her NEW out of town boyfriend all weekend. She told me she can't study weekends because that's when she spends time with her boyfriend. It seems that she's got family issues as well, though I think some of the issues are exaggerated.

I was a bit sympathetic to her at first but now, I no longer have any sympathy for her and I feel tempted to tell her it's her own fault. Yet at the same time, I also feel that I should just let her figure it out on her own.

I have a new boyfriend. I work part time and I volunteer 4 hours a week (which is excessive for volunteering, as most volunteers do 1-2 hours but I'm a nice girl). I run 3-4 times a week for a hour to hour and half. Yet, being busy, I have time to study. I still do manage to get to see my boyfriend. We're at that point where we want to spend as much time together, but he knows school is important to me, so both of us will have to make do with what free time we get together. And I really do have to study because being deaf, I have to work twice as hard than most students to learn / absorb the material.

If I say nothing, this sweet little 18 years old - who comes to school dressed up like she's going to the bar... will likely continue to torment me with her sob stories about how she bombed her midterm exams and talk about her nightly extracurricular activities and not being able to study because her out of town boyfriend is in that weekend. Oh woe me.

I'm a blunt person. I usually don't hold back what I want to say. But I know if I say something, she's just going to get mad at me, deny it, and definitely not like what I have to say.

I definitely think about it... I was not like her at all when I was 18. When I was 18, I was working full time, plus going to school part time. I was playing indoor soccer twice a week. Plus I had just started dating someone. I guess my experiences are just different from hers.

Ah... end of rant....I really don't feel any better having written this !!!

Fantasies
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The thing with fantasies - whether it's sexual or in general, is that you can only fantasize about so much. Not that it's bad. You aren't able to fantasize about everything or have everything right down to detail. Have you ever noticed that when you tell someone your fantasy, that if they like it or are supportive of your fantasies, they seem to add more details or think of things you would have never thought of or forgot to think of. Or your fantasies become theirs too and vice versa.

You could fantasize about the perfect sexual act. You could fantasize about your dream home. You could fantasize about meeting some person you idolize about. The sky's the limit.

The trouble (sometimes) with fantasies is that when it becomes reality, things get over-thought or omitted. Details are added or slightly changed. Circumstances in life, and type of personality of the individuals are different from what was expected in the fantasy. Some things are better left as a fantasy. And sometimes when the fantasy comes true, reality is even better than the fantasy itself because everything was perfect down to detail. And when it does really happen, you end up having too much expectations out of yourself, the people involved or in the situation itself.

There's also so much you can do in a fantasy. Can't always do everything at once or remember to do everything.

Suppose you idolized a famous chef and got to meet him. Maybe everything in your fantasy was great. And one day you finally get to meet him, but this chef turns out to be a prick and hated your dish that you "invented". Maybe you're a guy, and you've always fantasized about your girlfriend / wife having a threesome with her best friend or another woman, but you find out it's boring or find out that they both are not sexually satisfied by you. Or maybe you're a bride and you fantasize about the perfect wedding and plan it down right to the dot, and when it came to the big day, you're so excited that you totally forget about hoping that your wedding is like your fantasy and end up having an even better wedding - the perfect wedding that was FAR more better than your fantasy.

So perhaps some fantasies are best meant to be left alone. Perhaps you could still share those fantasies but they don't have to happen.

But of course, if you don't act on your fantasies or make them happen, then one could argue that you're not living life. One could argue that you're not willing to take risks. One could argue that you'll always wonder what if.

I had a fantasy somewhat come true recently. I had a lot of fun. The actual event was somewhat close to my fantasy but made me learn from this experience to make it even better for next time. My fantasy occured in such a short time period, so I think not everything could be done or thought of. Which is the nice thing about some fantasies - you can repeat it if you wanted to or be done with it and be glad that you tried.

Fantasies
_cryssie_
The thing with fantasies - whether it's sexual or in general, is that you can only fantasize about so much. Not that it's bad. You aren't able to fantasize about everything or have everything right down to detail. Have you ever noticed that when you tell someone your fantasy, that if they like it or are supportive of your fantasies, they seem to add more details or think of things you would have never thought of or forgot to think of. Or your fantasies become theirs too and vice versa.

You could fantasize about the perfect sexual act. You could fantasize about your dream home. You could fantasize about meeting some person you idolize about. The sky's the limit.

The trouble (sometimes) with fantasies is that when it becomes reality, things get over/under thought or omitted. Details are added or slightly changed. Circumstances in life, and type of personality of the individuals are different from what was expected in the fantasy. Some things are better left as a fantasy. And sometimes when the fantasy comes true, reality is even better than the fantasy itself because everything was perfect down to detail. And when it does really happen, you end up having too much expectations out of yourself, the people involved or in the situation itself.

Suppose you idolized a famous chef and got to meet him. Maybe everything in your fantasy was great. And one day you finally get to meet him, but this chef turns out to be a prick and hated your dish that you "invented". Maybe you're a guy, and you've always fantasized about your girlfriend / wife having a threesome with her best friend or another woman, but you find out it's boring or find out that they both are not sexually satisfied by you. Or maybe you're a bride and you fantasize about the perfect wedding and plan it down right to the dot, and when it came to the big day, you're so excited that you totally forget about hoping that your wedding is like your fantasy and end up having an even better wedding - the perfect wedding that was FAR more better than your fantasy.

So perhaps some fantasies are best meant to be left alone. Perhaps you could still share those fantasies but they don't have to happen.

But of course, if you don't act on your fantasies or make them happen, then one could argue that you're not living life. One could argue that you're not willing to take risks. One could argue that you'll always wonder what if.

I had a fantasy come true. I was not at all disappointed but some things happened or did not occur like it did in my fantasy (not in a bad / horrible way). It was a good experience but not the best. It was lose to my fantasy but the experience / feelings I had was close enough to what I felt in the fantasy but made me learn from this experience to make it even better for next time. Which is the nice thing about some fantasies - you can repeat it if you wanted to or be done with it and be glad that you tried.

EDIT : Apparently on my LJ page, it's showing some fo the words as mispelled for example "close" is spelled as "lose", so when I go to edit it, it shows up fine and spelled right. So if you see something that is spelled wrong, it's NOT me. It's not my created typo, but something LJ or the internet is doing....

Some men need to invest in a thing or two...
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Jesus crisis.... What the fuck is wrong with some men ?

If you're going to have a girl over, invest in a REAL bed. Not a blow up air mattress.

I had a date last night and just spent the night on a shitty air mattress....

Well... he was CUTE. ANd very nice and clean and when I got to his place, his place was CLEAN. Things got hot and heavy.... just a lot of kissing and heavy petting and groping and dry humping. You get the idea. We decided to move to the bedroom.... And I see that there's no bed.

It's a FUCKING air mattress.... and had no sheets. And it's so low on the ground. I was thinking "Hell no. I'm a lady and deserve to be treated like a lady..." and this lady is NOT going to have a romp or two on air mattress....

So I went to the bathroom... and came out saying I had my period... (even though I didn't) and that killed the mood... and we went to sleep on the air mattress...

Then this morning, both of us were awoken by his KID - who jumped on us both...the guy said NOTHING about having a kid.... Awkkkkwardddd....

Dating... a horror story to share....
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Here's what I've learned about dating and myself... I've had some really unimpressive dates the last couple weeks...

Cats are deal breakers. So are smokers. As well as mama's boys. Men who say they hate learning, school or reading are also deal-breakers. Another deal breakers are men who can't keep a house clean. And I won't ever settle.

And I don't like men paying for my meals or drinks / coffees. I always offer to pay for my meals / drinks / etc.. but they won't hear of it and I really do not like it at all... I feel like if they pay for it that I have to put out.

I've grown to like mochas. I still really like men who have blonde hair / blue eyes and are tall but I'm still open to those who don't match my ideal type... And I still like my men younger (-5 max)... ;)

And now for the dating horror story...

I had a date on Wednesday... I met the guy for coffee. Things were going well. He says he's an artist and likes to draw. I said I'd be interested in his art work. So he says he'll be happy to show me. So we go to his place....

His placed smelled REEKED of cat piss (MALE CAT piss, since male cats urine smells worse than female) and his place was SO messy... in a state of FILTH !! The minute I stepped in there, I wanted to leave. I was trying to think of a nice / polite way to back out of the rest of the date but he was really nice. He then said he had to go to the washroom, so I grabbed my handbag and left....yes, that's right I left. Just like that.

It was awful !!! I was only in his place for 10 minutes and my clothes already smelled like cat piss. So you now can see why cats are a deal breaker for me...

Woot !
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*drum roll* And the paper is done...Da da da daaaaa !

Worse paper I've ever written. But we'll let my marks reflect upon that.... Outta my sight, outta my mind. Done and done...

Now I gotta read an article in order to do the online quiz....

If anyone is remotely interested in the paper.... (Please forgive the bad grammar / punctuation - as it's 5 am and even though I am done the paper, I really haven't given it a good proof-read...)

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