dominique

Can I just skip my life history and give you the still-in-progress end result? Here it is, all the stuff you (really don’t) need to know. Skip to the last point if you really want a lowdown lowdown.

• I too quickly and proudly profess that I don’t have TV, but conveniently forget to mention I download all my favourite shows and that — gasp! — that list is made up of more reality shows than I care to admit. But… at least they’re talent shows? Also, I just went straight to the source and bought the Arrested Development DVDs, because it seemed the best way to rewatch all the episodes until I can recite them by heart.

“I don’t criticize you! And if you’re worried about criticism, sometimes a diet is the best defense.”

• I have run out of space for more books in my apartment. I live alone in a three-bedroom… where one room serves only to hold books.

• I like to make things from scratch. Last week I made three different mustards and finally finished my kitchen island; this week I start knitting the Christmas presents. Little doubt that this is the product of the influence of my maternal grandparents; my grandfather built all the furniture and my grandmother followed behind him covering it with handmade doilies. Also, my paternal grandmother could give a mean manicure. Even in her casket, people commented on her nails.

“Goddamnit woman, why are you covering all this beautiful wood with those frilly things?”

• I usually have paint or primer in my hair and bike grease on my pants. It is embarrassing but it’s easier to pretend I don’t care.

• I am that person everyone calls when they need something — except money, because boy would that be barking up the wrong tree. From “I need help with my thesis on Tomato Conservations Methods in India” to “Can you manage my Pilates studio while I go on maternity leave for the summer?” People also seldom forget to think about me when they need a drink… is that a good or a bad thing?

• I am trying to come to terms with the fact that my personal 5Ws mean I won’t ever make a living as a journalist…

• …which is a real bummer, since it’s pretty much the only job I have ever comitted myself to. I’ve bounced back and forth as an editor and reporter for publications ranging from my uni student newspaper to the Globe and Mail (Canada).

• I have an irrepressible need to organize office spaces, lives and thoughts, though they are seldom my own, which has made me the champion of bullet lists.

• And finally:
  female, French Canadian, late 20s, Montreal (Qc, Canada), enjoys midnight bike rides in the back alleys of the Plateau on weekdays and cheese and avocadoes (though not necessarily together).