Movember wants you to rock your ‘stache on November 29th

Adam Garone brought Movember to North America in 2007 but it didn’t take off until 2010. It may have taken us 3 years to catch on to this great cause, but that’s all in the past. I’ve heard many people knock Movember because of how awful some men/boys look with their Mos; but really, we really just need to get over that part. After watching Adam talk at TEDxToronto last year, it was hard not to fall in love with the MOvement1.

It’s not just about prostate cancer, though it is immensely important to focus obviously; it’s about cancer. period. That’s why it warms my heart to see people like Caron Court and all her hard work to raise money for Movember. It’s also been great to see so many fundraisers pop up (and raise so much money already), I’m particularly looking forward to Rockin’ Stache because it’s centered around something that I never could say no to: Awesome, Canadian-grown music. Four fantastic bands will be playing on November 29th:

Brad Fillatre, who I met at Canadian Music Week earlier this year, will be starting the night off at 8pm. Followed by Cai.ro, at 8:45pm, Papermaps at 9:45pm and last but not least Graydon James & The Young Novelists at 10:45pm. Tickets are $13 in advance and $20 at the door; price points that should inspire you to buy tickets in advance but then again all proceeds go to Movember2 so it doesn’t matter in that sense.

You could also enter their weekly contest to win tickets! There are two ways to enter:

1. Facebook: Like the Rockin’ Stache Facebook Page and post a photo of you with your mo to the page.

2. Twitter: Follow @RockinStache, tweet them with a photo of you with your mo using the hashtag #streetstache.

One winner will be chosen every Wednesday. So enter as often as you like!

With a venue like the Great Hall where the atmosphere is cozy, the sound system is awesome and these bands playing their sweet sounds for us all night; you really don’t want to miss this!

Will I see you there?

Footnotes:
  1. I may or may not have been spending too much time on imgur[]
  2. i.e. Cancer research[]

Like two socks in a drawer: Manpacks + Nat & Marie = A win for you!

I love superheroes. I have my favourite1 but in all honesty they’re all freakin’ fantastic. The X-Men cartoons were one of my favourite to watch while growing up and I was obsessed with Heroes when it was on2. So when I found out that the fantastic Nat & Marie crew3 were hosting a contest and using promo videos that featured three local superheroes, I had to write about it. Watch their contest promo video below and have some fun:

So what is Manpacks anyway? Manpacks is a handy service that lets you pick out all your need to have items (deodorant,  socks, underwear, hangover pills, etc) and mails it to your door every 3 months. Or as their facebook about line reads, “Like if Netflix and iTunes had a baby that sold underwear”. Clever.

Do you know a guy that needs Manpacks? Are you a guy who needs Manpacks? Are you a girl who loves using guy goodies? Then this contest is for you!

Nat & Marie have teamed up with Manpacks to give away one FREE 1 YEAR subscription to the service of your choice! How awesomesauce is that? I know, it’s pretty damn awesomesauce. You’re going to have to do some fun-work to win this contest. Pronto. The winner will be announced July 18th. That’s less than two weeks from today, what are you waiting for? Oh, right. Contest details.

To enter:

B-b-b-but I’m camera shy, can I still enter the contest?
In true Nat & Marie fashion4, they’ve thought of you too! If you’re too shy to make a video, take a pic, send them a haiku in a Tweet with the hashtag #manpacks, and answer the question, “What’s in your Manpacks?” and you’ll be entered!

This is a sweet prize, trust me, it’s just shy of $1K worth of stuff – that’s one monster of a prize and it could be yours! On July 18 during the broadcast of Nat&Marie they will announce the winner LIVE at NatandMarie.com so be sure to tune in at 9PM EST.

What’s in your Manpacks?

Footnotes:
  1. a secret I will keep forever. And by forever, I mean, until you guess correctly[]
  2. cue obsession with Milo Ventimiglia[]
  3. see what I did there? if you do not well, shit[]
  4. they don’t like to exclude anybody and love sharing the love, duh[]

Living without facebook: a log.

Warning: This is a very long post. I know I’ve said that I don’t do long posts but… well… its a feakin’ log. What do you want from me?

So I decided sometime in the evening on Ash Wednesday1 2009 to deactivate my facebook account. The decision was not that hard, and my movements were swift. I hesitated only to read the fine print on the deactivation page, then quickly selected “This is temporary. I’ll be back” as my reason for doing so. There was no point in lying about it, I knew I couldn’t live without it forever. Below is my thoughts/tribulations/report on my progress until such time that I break this fast:

Thu, Feb 27 @ 12:32: So far so good. I’ve only almost clicked on my bookmark once. I did realise though that I was entirely too reliant on facebook to look for people to go out with. So I resorted to email and text messages. Next, I might actually make a phone call2.

14:49: Um. I’m craving cookies. I never crave cookies and I’m blaming my decision to quit facebook cold turkey for this craving. I can’t even have cookies because I gave up junk food for lent. Thank goodness for clementines3.

16:55: Its the end of the day and I’m winding down from work mode. This is usually another key time that I check up on my facebook account. I haven’t gone crazy yet but I am still craving cookies. Will be eating plenty of smartfood later today. Gah.

20:43: I only managed to stay away for this long because I was out running errands and then having dinner. And damn American Idol has taken over CTV tonight so CSI has been pushed to 9pm and there is no Grey’s Anatomy4. We ate early so that I could start watching my shows at 8… and now I have to wait until 9. I’m itching to activate my account but… I must… resist.

I actually had to log in earlier because I realised that someone that I had just found didn’t have my contact information and we’re trying to plan for me to visit her out west5 but I was in and out like a woman cheating on Jenny Craig with McDonald’s. Has it been 40 days yet?

Also, I’ve deleted my bookmarks to avoid further tempation.

Fri, Feb 27 @ 10:15: I had a teensy bit of work to look after when I got in this morning. It lasted about an hour and now I’m itching. I’m trying to find someone *else* to take to a DJ gig in the third week of March and no one in my email list or phone list would go with me. I would usually resort to looking for someone on facebook… but… I cut off that life line didn’t I? Gah.

The problem is that pre-sale tickets are only $25. They will most likely be $35 in a week or so and $45 if purchased at the door6. I would prefer to find someone now. I could buy my ticket and hope to find someone to go with. I could go on my own7 or I could sell my ticket the night of, but I’d rather not be stuck doing that.

16:04: Huh? Huh? I did well no? Actually, I was pretty busy with work today so I didn’t have time to think about facebook. But alas, here we are near the end of the day again. Being Friday, obviously my ‘wind-down’ starts a bit earlier. Also, I found someone to go to the DJ gig with me which eliminated my ‘need’ to contact anyone else on facebook. Yay!

Tue, Mar 3 @ 16:47: I know it may seem like I’ve gone a few days without thinking of facebook but its a complete farce. The weekend was a little easier to live without facebook because I wasn’t sitting at a desk for the entire day. Also, I had to reformat the laptop so when I was at home I wasn’t able to sit at the computer and do anything except click ‘Next >’.

I’ve gotten a few messages from people who have said they miss me on facebook, and it pulled at my heart but I had to stay strong. I have discovered though who some of my favourites are. They are people in my real life who appreciate my love for my blog and have crossed the boundary of commenting on my posts. You know who you are and I have mad love for you.

23:32: I’m about to go to bed and for some reason, all I want to do is log in and see if anyone has posted any pictures up. I believe the phrase is, “What the fuck?!”

Fri, Mar 6 @ 13:25: I’m laughing because people have only started to notice that I am not on facebook anymore. People who usually try to arrange things via facebook messaging or events8. I’ve already considered going back because I want to organise a karaoke night a week from now. But I’ve decided to try email first. If that doesn’t work in the next day or two, I’ll start using the phone. *gasp* What is happening to me?!

Mon, Mar 9 @ 23:33: Don’t think I was some sort of super-woman to have been able to stay away from the log and facebook for the entire weekend. Oh no. I am no super-anything… except maybe super-addicted. I only managed to stay off both because I was on twitter for the entire weekend. And I decided to clean up my music files. I almost gave it again tonight because someone invited me to a super secret event that they were organising through facebook9 but lucky for me they agreed to include me via email! I can’t wait either – its going to be such a rocking good time.

Wed, Mar 17 @ 23:44: Ok so its been more than a week since I’ve logged anything regarding facebook… I think it has more to do with the fact that I’ve managed to keep myself busy without turning to facebook for social interaction. And really, that was the whole point of this exercise in the first place so I guess I can say that I’ve succeeded. Either that or the drinks I’ve had for 2009’s St. Patrick’s day have finally kicked in and I have no idea what I’m talking about… 😉

Fri, Mar 20 @ 15 :47: I really want to go back on facebook now. But at the same time I’ve had such a relaxed time away from it that I’m not sure I ever want to go back. Sure there is a void in those moments that I’m bored10, and I wonder if its enough to make me go back. I think not wanting to miss out on events would be the biggest reason to go back – since that is apparently the new way the world wants to organise events. I got a text from an old friend who never logs into facebook stating that he almost forgot to invite me to his birthday celebration because I wasn’t on facebook. WTF?! What is this world coming to?

Tue, Mar 24 @ 14:35: Ok so it’s official. The one thing that sucks about living without facebook these days is that most people use it as the chosen method to organise events. I’m trying to organise a karaoke night this coming weekend and I can think of about 6 other people I could add to my list if I were still on facebook. I’m tempted to log back in just to take down their email addresses but I know I’ll be tempted to look for other updates if I do. I must be strong!

Footnotes:
  1. February 25[]
  2. blasphemy![]
  3. gag[]
  4. I’m screaming bloody MURDER here!![]
  5. Ooh a trip outside of Ontario but within Canada![]
  6. if not more[]
  7. The people that go to these gigs always leave you alone as soon as you say no anyway[]
  8. so basically, people like me[]
  9. damnit, why does everyone do that?![]
  10. all though I’m usually only bored if I do silly things like skip Hot Yoga[]

Is it the beginning, or the end?

I don’t remember it all that clearly, and there could be a number of explanations for this1 but that is neither here nor there. I remember meeting him for the first time and thinking how cute he was. I had just begun to make friends at my new High School2 and things were going well. He was a good friend of Kevin’s3. Kevin was an old friend from Dubai who had moved here before my family so I trusted him.

We hit it off and were in love before I could even say ‘Jump’. He would spend long bus and subway trips just to come downtown to be with me. We would fight quite a lot, but I always thought it was because we were both so passionate. Eventually, I took his virginity and, if it was possible, we fell even deeper in love. The school year was coming to an end and I was feeling like a change4. When I was younger, the easiest thing to change was my hair… so without warning, I chopped it all off. A few days later, after yet another heated argument over the phone he broke up with me. Saying that he couldn’t take fighting with me anymore. I knew he was lying, but I also knew it was useless to fight it.

I was devastated. School was out and I had no one to turn to. At least I didn’t think I had anyone to turn to. In retrospect, if I had only called someone… anyone of my friends from school to hang out I’m sure they would have. I remember calling one of his friends who had become my friend through our relationship crying sometimes. Shane3 was a really sweet guy and probably just couldn’t say no to me whenever I called but I’m sure the last thing he wanted was to listen to his friend’s ex crying over the phone. I soon got tired of bothering Shane and must have decided to turn my attention elsewhere.

Or I may have already been dabbling in online journaling when we were together. This is actually the part that I don’t remember that clearly. It’s as if I’ve always been doing this, but we all know that I couldn’t have been. That summer, I also found out about a chat room on mIRC called #4165 where all ‘the cool kids’ hung out. I started going and mainly lurked for the first little while. Slowly, as people started recognising my handle and that I had been coming in every day some of the other regulars started chatting with me, “A/S/L?” Oh god – the horror!

Regardless of the perils6 of mIRC, I was able to meet people who were also interested in web design and online journaling7. Their interest in it all fed my interest and so began my obsession with airing out my dirty laundry for all to see. Of course, I have a lot more readers now than I ever did back then and I tend to censor8 my writing because of it, but I don’t think I would have traded the experience for anything else in the world.

This story was brought to you in celebration of my 500th post in this life of fragileheart’s journal9.

How did you start blogging? Are you glad you did?

Footnotes:
  1. repression or ‘things’ I’ve done since that have altered my memory.. hehe[]
  2. Oakwood C.I. for those who remember from my 100 things[]
  3. name has been changed to protect the innocent[][]
  4. I’m sure we all get that sometimes[]
  5. the area code for Toronto[]
  6. or lameness[]
  7. I’m calling it this because in 1997, it wasn’t called ‘Blogging’ yet[]
  8. and actually edit[]
  9. I’m sure the number is actually higher if I could all the archives that are offline[]