Oh boy...

"Mastercard" commercial............mildly amusing.

Of fucking and altar boys..........

I don't think I've ever read a more scathing article in my life than I did just now. I'm starting to work on the research for my Cohen paper and this article by Fred Wah just blew me out of the water. His description of Cohen is as follows:

"...News of fucking. Altars. Fucking. Solitude. Fucking. Order. Discipline. The mathematics of angels. Fucking. Body Beautiful. The U.S.A. Fucking. All, and more breakfast vectors on the radio reporting to us the news of the Poet's life configured, to be sure, by his Montreal-Jewish world view and his own little desire for a republic of anthems and miracles, the blinding glint of the compact disk of western civilization."

(Wah, Fred. “Cohen’s Noos.” Canadian Poetry 33 (1993): 100-107)

He cites Stephen Scobie [who is a BIG critic of Cohen's work]:

Leonard what is this shit

a perpetual diary

locked with a golden clasp

oh yes, and a silver pin

which has been mislaid

(abandon the pun)

out there on St. Catherine's highway

...

I don't even know where to begin making sense of this quasi-stream-of-consciousness periodical "article." It would suck to lay your soul out on a platter and let people see, only to have people spit at it, or flick it away with one dismissive piece of criticism. I wonder whether Wah has ever heard of the term 'constructive criticism.' I am glad I'm not a writer. I suppose that Cohen is getting a reaction, and reactions, even negative ones, are worth something.

...

What I really don't understand is that this Wah guy admits to owning, and having read, and underlined, and left sticky notes on, several different volumes of Cohen's work. WTF??

Un jour tu me demanderas ce que je prefere, toi ou ma vie?

Je repondrai ma vie, et tu me quitteras, sans savoir que ma vie, c'est toi.

Picture booth photos will forever remind me of Amelie, and those of you who have seen the movie will understand why. This is one of my picture booth photos, that I decided to artistically rip up and put back together, mostly because I thought it would be a fun way to represent the movie in a post about it. I once had an argument with Jim over whether or not Amelie was a love story. Ha. I was an idiot. I guess I was just too busy thinking 'this movie is so bizarre' to really understand what the director was trying to achieve with this. I was compelled to watch Amelie again, and I suppose that fifth time's the charm, because the absolute brilliance of the romance hadn't penetrated my brain until now. I watched Garden State for the first time last night, with Kate, and it was funny, because the first thing I did after watching it was go to kcupid and add it to my list of favorite movies -- as if I had to affirm my love for it.

For those of you who haven't seen them, I strongly suggest them. And for those of you who have, watch them again. ^_^

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You know, I felt sure that this would elicit some laughs. Don't you people realize what the comment button is for? COMMENTS!! If I didn't want comments, I would take away the comment button: I have the power!!!

Geeeeeeeeeeeeez [bob, note the elongated SECOND syllable]

I feel like a little trained monkey who is going through her repetoire of tricks for the kids from The Village of the Damned:

"No, Monkey! We will not toss you coins or tasty treats; we will fry your brains with our red red eyes! mouahahahahahaha"

Budgets and Sales do not go together...

HOlllllllllllllllllllllly crap.

I bought soooooooo much today. I went to Walmart to devellop a roll of film, chapters to pick up No Exit and Waiting for Godot and that was supposed to be it. Instead I suceeded in buying a pair of jeans (which I needed rather badly) a cute tank top, a cute flower-print blouse for like, 4 dollars, a pair of orange boots which kick some MAJOR ass (I will post a picture later) long-sleeve shirt from AE for, ten dollars, and a teacher-perfect-sweater for 10 bucks ( Im going on placement soon! Like, you know... next year, so I had to!) Oh, and I bought a watch battery and printer paper.

I never realized how much I relied on that watch. I have never worn a watch, for my entire life, and one day Kate lent me one of hers, and I wore it every day for like, 2 months. Then the battery died, and I was watchless again. It was like a part of my arm was missing. It was my lifeline in bad situations, like class. It's much easier not to run out of class screaming when you can say to yourself : "only 2 and a half hours to go.... only 2 hours and 27 minutes to go.... only 2 hours and 24 minutes..................."

current music: Island in the Sun, Weezer

and another one, the same day... which is why im wearing the same outfit.

This is one of the pictures that was on my roll of film. It's me holding Shaunessy, my new cousin, at about 2 days old.

Attack of the Green Monster: Grr!

And I'm not talking about those weird alien things from Mars Attacks! either.

Jealousy................

Such an ugly word.

Anyway, Rachel's got this job at a resort in Alberta or something for the summer, so she's off to go on one of her adventures while I'm stuck at home while my brain withers, my soul dies, and I have to associate with my sister. *shudder*

I wonder whether I will always be someone who constantly wishes that something exciting will happen to them, and then never has the moxie to make anything exciting happen for themselves. I suppose it's easier though, if you don't have to worry too much about the money.

In other news, I've got a date for the Craig Cardiff show at the study next week. Ani, Kate and I are going to have some curry and then we're all going to go, and I will sit and revel in the music and the candles and the tantric sound of the reverb.... I can feel my stress melt away even as I type this.

I can just picture it now. Craig will see me, stop and walk slowly over to see me. And gazing soulfully into my eyes he will say: "Rae, will you be my Judy Garland?" And I will say, "why yes Craig, I will..." and then we'll live happily after in the kingdom of musical genius.

Until John Mayer proposes.

Then I will have to do some hard, hard thinking as to who I would rather be associated with. Well, maybe I could talk them into a polygamous relationship?

current music: Afraid, Craig Cardiff

You have a surprise kiss! Your partner is always pleasantly pleased to have you jump outta no where to dote them with a fun peck on the cheek or more passionate embrace. super markets and work places are your favorite places to attack your loved one with all your love :p

Yes I am obsessed with this movie. Deal with it Tom. :P

I thought this picture was pretty awesome, so I decided to post it, even though I closed the screen and couldn't re-find the site to give credit.... sorry.

Chimeras... not just myth anymore...

National Geographic Article: Animal-Human Hybrids Spark Controversy

Weirddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd...................

I don't even know what to think about this. It's just too bizarre. Obviously National Geographic has taken it's stand though... You can tell just by the order of words in the title: 'animal-human hybrids' as opposed to 'human-animal hybrids.' It's been banned in Canadia... I think it's probably best. Mother nature just wasn't meant to be messed with that much.

current music: Sleep to Dream Her, Dave Matthews

On a completely unrelated side note:
Apparently I have 107 hrs and 24 minutes of music on my computer.... think that's enough? No you're right, probably not.

It's like I'm practicing for spring break

So classes are cancelled again today. That bring the grand total of classes I've been to thi week up to 2. And it in't a if I've been skiviing off, either.

Damnit, the 's' key keeps sticking. It's bloody annoying. I really need to invest in a new keyboard.

In any case, I haven't been skiviing off classes. But what with profs cancelling for unknown reasons, inclement weather, and the hydro going out in a couple of the buildings.... I feel like a slacker. And now I have a four day weekend I have to amuse myself for. I suppose I could just do yoga and go swimming all weekend. But that would be pretty boring. I suppose I shall have to get started on my assignments.

current music: The Kramdens, track 6, Quiet Collision (no im not getting up to check what it's called)

A warm summer day that winter gave up...

Alright, that's it, that's all, I'm done for the day.

I'm tired and although I am going to be woken up by the phone in a little while, I cannot bare/bear (brain freeze?) to sit around and wait for it. Today has been a black vortex of nothingness, with me being absolutely unable to concentrate and as a result ot doing anything worth doing. I've taken far too many quizzes today for my own peace of mind. Does it really matter which Xman I am, or how well I know Fight Club?

Not in the grand scheme of things, that's for sure.

At least Bob and I had a good talk before Tom and he disappeared in search of food. Those two eat out more in a week than I do in a year. They really need to learn how to cook. Hopefully they will go to Wendy's and get a salad... they don't eat enough vegetables.

current music: Leaving Through the Window, Something Corporate

Another quiz...

She is Progressive Girl Click on the picture below to read more: Take the 'What Kind of Girl Is She?' quiz at CookingToHookup.com

The era of blogs!

"This blogging thing must be getting bad when you are having an amorous moment with a woman on her couch and she stops, looks at you, and asks "are you going to blog about this"? Would I do something like that?"

http://audienceof1.blogspot.com/


I laughed my ass off when I read this. I would have replied: "yes, and in great detail too!"

current music: Montana, Jason Schwartz

For some reason I'm not surprised......

Hermione
Quills down! You scored 91%!

You know damn near every word of every book. You are among the brightest witches (or wizards) of your age, and you will go far. Just watch out you don't get points off for being an insufferable know-it-all.

The Harry Potter Test http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=946672138327213314

current music: Yellow, Coldplay

Post-structuralist view on truth?

Learned in class today that post-structuralists belive that truth is a socially constructed thing...

It is a truth generally acknowledged that oven mitts are a good idea. I don't know why I thought that I did not need to accept that truth, but generally, I think that it was a bad idea.

So does this crazy burn on my hand.

ow.

So... this blister is a social construct?

current music: Turn Your Lights Down Low, Bob Marley

Shaunessy....^_^

Oh boy! Shaunessy, we love you! Isn't she the sweetest thing?
You can go to Singing Mechanics to see videos of our sweetheart.

Paris, Paris, Paris...

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I'm not crazy 'cause I take the right pills everyday..

Is it just me, or is the Blogger site acting up today? I have lost count of how many times I have pressed the publish button only to get a "page not found" warning. weird.

So my sister got screwed out of a LOT of money because her "best friend" did bank fraud on her account. I was so proud for being supportive and not telling her she was an idiot for trusting that girl in the first place. That is, uh.. shit.

I need to work on having a loving relationship with this girl. My sister I mean, not her friend.

I feel bad for wondering whether it's all an elaborate plan of my sister's, and that she cashed the false check and is trying to blame it on her friend.... but at the same time, I wouldn't put it past her, she is less than trustworthy herself.


current music: Ashes, Rufus Wainwright

Ahh, downtown Guelph how I miss thee..

I've got more moxie than that!!

Well, I've just about had it, messing with this stupid page. I really need to learn some more html so I can actually do something original. I sortof like this template. It's nice to have a change, and it's nice to have it look halfway decent. I could be much worse. One of the templates I tried looked like it had vomited pepto bismal all over the screen. Of course I was tempted to see how many of you would complain over my abhorrent taste, but I decided I couldn't deal with it.

Woke up and trekked to class in a foot of unplowed snow this morning only to discover that it had been cancelled. I feel bad for Nicholas, who had to drag his three year old out to get to class. Really, Nabarra should have emailed him. I hope he's alright though, in a fit of rage I wished pneumonia on him, loudly.

Maybe I will nap for a bit, I was up late again. And I have the stupid night class of death, provided of course, that it is not cancelled. Like my first class was. And my second. Oh, and the Borelaskan building is out of commision because of electrical problems or some such idiocy. I sincerely doubt my night class will be cancelled, considering Soldan is Tbay born and bred, but I suppose I can always hope! Actually, I want to get out of the house, and get this stupid proposal off my desk, it keeps staring at me. Hopefully Kate and I will go out and shoot some pool after class.

current music: Marco Polo, Loreena McKennit

Don't ask me, I was googling for Van Damme pics, and this showed up...

Re-vamp.

Whoa.
Like the changes in here? If not, too bad. I will probably get sick of it in a couple days anyway.

current music: All For You, Our Lady Peace

phew.

Alright, so I felt all good and relaxed and healthy after our swim, and of course ruined it by having a milkshake and KD when I got back. *sigh* Oh well, I will survive. I think I may take myself for a skate out on the lake later tonight, if Marissa says she thinks it's safe (it's been pretty warm the past few days...) if not, I guess I will check out the rink.

I'm filling out piles of work applications, and I am going to apply to be a Resident Assistant again. I figure that by the time I find out if I have gotten the position, I will know what's happening this summer. It would suck not to be able to live with Kate, almost as much as it will suck to have to do rounds at 2am... but it's a sacrifice I might have to make when it comes to getting that much money.

current music: Good Girl, Alanis Morisette

In honour of Aubrey and PeeJee...

Best Monday Ever!!!

Whee! Class is cancelled, thank you Warburton! This is especially nice because I have no other classes! Now I am going to go swimming, and enjoy the last day of my 4-day weekend.

current music: No Such Thing, John Mayer (Swoon...)

"In really romantic moments of self I go salsa dancing with my confusion..."

Bizarre dreams..

I can see the moon through my window, even though it's not dark yet. It's very bright and I can see many faces in the light. Reminds me of the dreams I had last night, although they're only faint flickers of rememberance that don't really help when it comes to exploring meaning. The clearest thing I remember is the snakes. This wasn't a bad dream, and the snakes were not aggressive at all, although there was one snake that I didn't dare approach, I think it was more respect than fear. Of course, they are very often one and the same, but the fear was not overly threatening. I remember bending down and picking up a very tiny snake and deciding that he was extremely cute, and after letting him coil around my finger, I put im in a little raisin box, and carried him gently along with me.

Apparently: "to dream of playfully handling snakes suggests that you are in danger of being led astray by unprincipled friends or associates;" and "In its psychological interpretation a snake in your dream is a phallic symbol, and to dream of one, especially if it was coiled around you, or otherwise on your body, is a warning that you may be a slave to either your sexual passions or repression"

Uh....Good to know?

current music: Take This Waltz, Cohen

Oh boy...

So apparently tonight is a 'lets gain some weight' party with my roomies. Kate decided that since Marissa and I had both cooked for everyone, she had to do something for the house too. She decided that she didn't know how to cook anything but brussel sprouts though, (really she just doesn't want to cook, and is being sneaky..) so she bought ice cream, chocolate chips, caramel sauce, bananas and marshmallows, and we are going to be making sundaes. THEN she decided that I should make crepes, and we should have sundae-crepes.

I am slightly discomfitted with the idea that I am willingly going to gain 10 pounds tonight.
Oh well!

Last night we had a major shopping, and I spent too much money, as per usual. Luckily, most of it is freezer stuff, so it will last me 'til kingdom come. Then we watched Napoleon Dynamite with Eric, who is my hero for pirating such a good quality one for us, and then driving us around. ^_^

current music: There Ain't No Cure For Love, Leonard Cohen

HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY NATHAN!!! YOU RULE!!

I'm freeeeeeeee!

It's the weekend!! *does a little dance*

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!

You know those days....

Where the forced removal from bed by the incessant noice emanating from your alarm feels like something is being wrenched from your core? That's not to say that you feel bitter -- Oh no, that is quite another feeling, for me at least. The feeling I'm talking about is when you look at your bed like a lover you don't want to leave, with longing pure and simple...

And if that seems to you a little too melodramatic? Too effing bad.

I woke up to that feeling this morning, and what's worse, I am sitting here typing, a foot and a half away from the warm cozyness of it, and yet I can't succumb to the urge to fling off my clothes and go back to bed....because I have (of all things) a french grammar class. I think that's adding a cruel twist to the punishment of the morning, in my eyes at least. In any case, today is one of the few days I have actually done homework for this class, so maybe it will go by faster. But I doubt it. Thursdays are the particularly punishing days of my schedule, when I go from 10am straight through to 2:30 with a half hour break that allows me to not enough time to run and eat something, and too much time to sit around in class waiting.. Basically a day in grade school without the two recesses and the lunch break. Gah.

current music: Play Crack the Sky, Brand New

So:

I'm tired.

I miss the boy.

My presentation blew chunks.

KD = sick tummy.

Everything is too expensive.

Cant afford to go to Ottawa.

Sucks....

But:

Reznet boy is awesome for getting Napoloeon Dynamite and driving us around....


current music: Good Mother, Jann Arden

Hump day!

Weird dreams last night. I know it had some sort of sequence too, it was bizarre -- the flowing type dreams seem most real. At one point I even remember driving in a car with Courtney, and her sister and their mom, because we were going to a club or something called the 'lair' and going under an overpass, that had some sort of amusement park ride just over it and then getting the sick sort of elevator feeling you get in your stomach. Very realistic. The most amusing thing though, is that I remember lusting after this cute little car, reminded me of a tiny Peugot or something -- or a (very very run down) mini coop like the ones used in The Italian Job. Maybe I should get a job in England so I can get a cute little tiny car.

It's nice that it's already Wednesday, since my week is over after the thursday of death. It's weird though that time is going so fast, and im not sure I like it, I mean, I want summer, of course I do! The thermometer has been in the negatives for too long. (a month or so, right? haha.) But summer means making lots and lots of plans, and I don't like planning. I like routine. routines are absolutely impossible when I'm at home. *sigh* I don't like the chaos at home, and the fighting fighting fighting.

At least I have one thing to look forward to...

current music: Insensitive, Jann Arden

Look Im a Superhero!

Stranger in a strange land, you are slowly making
this place your home. You are J'onn J'onzz, the
Martian Manhunter. The last of your kind, you
are a god among mortals. Yet all you want is to
belong.

Has anyone else ever heard of this guy? Bob says he's a telepath or something cool like that....

Which DC Super Hero Are You?
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He's here, the Phantom of the Opera!

Christine and the Phantom... Look pretty good, don't they?

Hi! Chipper, as you can tell. Class is out early, probably because Soldan was ashamed that she spelled "extravagance" 'extravange' and she is a professor in the faculty of English. Finished Malcom's Katie, and I liked it, and it ended i the way all Victorian Melodrama's should : happiness, and babies! hahahaha. I'm just glad that the narrative poem of death is over with.

Am having this odd feeling today, that I should go around and rid the world of stupidity by bludgeoning the idiots with big big rocks. Sound good? Reminds me of a quote from Bash that went something like:

"Im not saying we should kill all the stupid people [although I am.] all I'm saying is that we should remove all the safety labels and let things run their course!"

As I said earlier, I went and saw the Phantom last night, all on my lonesome, and it was fabulous. Obviously nowhere near the greatness of the musical itself, but they did a fairly good job reproducing it on-screen, probably because Andrew Lloyd Webber was involved in the process. The music was pretty good, despite the fact that they tried to modernize the sound a bit, by letting the vocalists scoop their voices, which made it sound off. They also went through and changed some of the original lyrics (removing the big words like 'purile' that the masses might not understand, from what I saw) which ruined a few of original jokes. ( "Opera Ghost? Who the hell is he? He's a funny sort of spectre to expect a large retainer blah blah blah..." They took out spectre and put ghost or something equally inane. pfft.) Anyway, Minnie Driver was excellent, really showed her ability to act out of her typecast, really fabulous. Raoul's hair was much too girlie, but that's just accuracy, and my personal distaste for long hair on guys. I also disliked the fact that they whispered some of the things they really should have sung, and the letters really needed to be sung as well, because people speaking in verse is just completely ludicrous since the advent of natural speech on-stage. Mostly little stuff that bugged me as only a true devotee of the musical can be bugged. See it!

Feel like I'm bi-polar....

So I just wrote a huge post. And now it's gone.

C'est la vie, I guess. But I have class, so I can't rewrite it now. Sufficed to say, I am in a much better mood today, owing to Tom and the Phantom.

current music: Shape of a Heart, cant remember

Awww... Look at my cute smilingness, apologizing for being such a spaz yesterday.

I FEEL SO MAD, I FEEL SO ANGRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

IF ANYONE FUCKING FEELS LIKE MESSING WITH ME TODAY, DO YOURSELF A FAVOUR --- DON'T!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am trying desperately to remember that there aren't really any places like this is in the world, because the places that had been like this are now completely overrun with sweaty, overweight and balding tourists... But the cold snap we're having (*crosses fingers that it's a snap...couldn't deal with this for another 3 mths*) with it being -28 and all, and -37 with windchill.... is making me think that perhaps, it would be better to take a gun with me, shoot the tourists, and then have my peace.

Sunday.

Well, today was pretty much wasted. I slept in indecently late (up late/early again) cleaned and dusted, wrote a letter, organized my calendars and planner, made supper...and now I am listening to The Secret Garden and wondering how I should start tackling this absolute mountain of homework. I got through a good chunk of Settlers of the Marsh yesterday, which is great, since I have to have it done by Tuesday. I also got started on Warburton's assignment on Friday, maybe that's what I should start on.

Here's a poem I really liked, courtesy of Mr.Reno:

Two Glasses
by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

There sat two glasses, filled to the brim,
On a rich man's table, rim to rim.
One was ruddy and red as blood,
And one was clear as the crystal flood.

Said the glass of wine to his paler brother,
"Let us tell tales of the past to each other;
I can tell of banquet, and revel, and mirth,
Where I was a king, for I ruled in might;
For the proudest and grandest souls on earth
Fell under my touch, as though struck with blight.
From the heads of kings I have torn the crown;
From the heights of fame I have hurled men down.
I have blasted many an honored name;
I have taken virtue and given shame;
I have tempted the youth with a sip, a taste,
That has made his future a barren waste.
Far greater than any king am I,
Or than any army beneath the sky.
I have made the arm of the driver fail,
And sent the train from the iron rail.
I have made good ships go down at sea,
And the shrieks of the lost were sweet to me.
Fame, strength, wealth, genius before me fall;
Ho, ho! pale brother," said the wine,
"Can you boast of deeds as great as mine?"

Said the water-glass:
"I cannot boast
Of a king dethroned, or a murdered host,
But I can tell of hearts that were sad
By my crystal drops made bright and glad;
Of thirsts I have quenched, and brows I have laved;
Of hands I have cooled, and souls I have saved.
I have leaped through the valley, dashed down the mountain,
Slept in the sunshine, and dripped from the fountain.
I have burst my cloud-fetters, and dropped from the sky,
And everywhere gladdened the prospect and eye;
I have eased the hot forehead of fever and pain;
I have made the parched meadows grow fertile with grain.
I can tell of the powerful wheel of the mill,
That ground out the flower, and turned at my will.
I can tell of manhood debased by you,
That I have uplifted and crowned anew;
I cheer, I help, I strengthen and aid;
I gladden the heart of man and maid;
I set the wine-chained captive free,
And all are better for knowing me."

These are the tales they told each other,
The glass of wine and its paler brother,
As they sat together, filled to the brim,
On a rich man's table, rim to rim.

current music: Where in the World, Secret Garden (musical)

Yet another one of Tom's influences...

BASH!!!

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Some people are like Slinkys. They don't really do anything, but it's still funny when one of them takes a tumble down the stairs.

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Julliana`: I live in LA. Girls like to say "I'm not religious but I'm spiritual." I like to reply "I'm not honest but you're interesting."


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dwi :dealing with intent?
lol, dealing with intent?
Is it possible to deal without intent? SHIT OFFICER, I ACCIDENTLY SOLD SOME POT

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halfbakedbuzzard: ahah, my next door neighbors house is on fire
halfbakedbuzzard: brb, gotta get the camera

current music: Let it Rain, Amanda Marshall

Hah, love it! I need a shirt with this on it...

Yesterday, all my troubles seem so far away....

Actually, yesterday my troubles seemed very real. I had words with mom, found out some bad news about Shaunessy, I went to bed early because I felt ill, and in doing so missed out on my Tom-time and it just wasn't the greatest.

Today I'm feeling better, and although I woke up thinking about Mr.Reno, I decided that the fact that it's -43 w/ windchill out there made me happy: because today I don't have to go outside! With that said, I sang in the shower again today, ( gotta love Ernie's rubber ducky song, mixed with Mariah Carey and Elvis, ) and I had yummy peaches for breakfast and I think the plan now is to do some yoga with Kate.

Yes mother, I will do the budget. *sigh*

current music: Vaccination Scar, Tragically Hip

What's with Homeland Security anyway?

Bush SUX!!!

*ahem*

Because Tom thinks he is all important, and for some reason I lean towards agreeing with him, and was sad/mortally offended that I haven't mentioned him: this post is dedicated to Tom.

So:

Tom rocks, the end.

current music: Good Vibrations, Beach Boys

THESE are samosas...just so y'all know.

I am the Samosa Queen!

I have finally accomplished something with my life: I made better samosas than my MOM!!!!

You may ask why making samosas better than my mother has has such a tremendous effect on my own personal perception of my life. And I will explain it in terms of superheroes...blame it on Bob. He actually made me dream about Batman last night. It was pretty hectic. Anyway.

In superhero-land, what just happened, with the betterness of the samosas, was the inevitable moment where the sidekick not only aspires to the level of his mentor, but surpasses him. In Bob-speak, this is like Dick Grayson not only being allowed to take out the Batmobile on his own, but shucking the chains of sidekickness and becoming Nightwing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Dum da da Dum!!!!!!!!!!

In other words: I ROCK!!!!

current music: The Closer I Get, Hayden

( and marissa, who is on the floor playing with my magnets, says 'hullo' )

Disclaimer: Any sentiments expressed in the land of superherodom that are incorrect, are completely my fault, and not Bob's, since I am sortof going on what he told me, and sortof going off on my own. Forgive me, I am just learning.

Marines aren't the only ones to say hourrah!

Hourrah! The week is over, and it feels Sooooooooo Good!

Highlights of the past couple days included me learning how to line dance; finishing the group work of death but not presenting it because we went over, time wise; going to classes; going to the library; buying all my textbooks for this semester for under 30 dollars; eating soup and greek salad at the outpost, getting myself up-to-date on Batman-type happenings (thanks to Bob, wonder-geek of America;) watching Shirley Temple movies; pissing off my sister royally because I was 100% honest with her for the first time in my life annnnnnnndddddddd now im making Samosas!!!!!!!!!!

current music: The End of the World as we Know it, Great Big Sea

So much to do, so litte time...

So I definately don't have to worry about being bored anymore. This semester is going to be work work work. I'm totally busy, and it's only the second day back. Tomorrow I get to go comic book searching on the wrong side of the tracks, for my Educ presentation. ahaha. I also have to pick up OSAP, fill out a rez application, start looking for an appartment do all my homework crap, and try to catch up on some sleep and have a life. There aren't enough hours in the day. whoosh.

current music: All I ask of You, Phantom of the Opera

You know, some folks just can't hold their arsenic!

Betcha Finlandia couldn't. mouahahahahahahaha.

Stupid smelly fish girl. die! die!


current music: Hey Jealousy, Gin Blossoms

I do not like waking up at 8:30

...especially after being on the phone until quarter after three. Of course, it was just about the best phone conversation ever...so I suppose I will have to suck it up, go to class and try desperately not to fall asleep. But I don't have to like it!

current music: Sic Transit Gloria, Brand New

Holy crap

I am soooo out of shape. Tried to do yoga for the first time since Uni started. I can hardly hold the poses anymore. yikes! Good thing I've started up again before I got old and fat.

current music: Nothing, Sharon Said

Guillaume Appolinaire 1870-1918

Come to the edge

Life said.

They said:

We are afraid.

Come to the edge

Life said.

They came,

It pushed them,

And they flew.

Well, I survived.

So the test is over, thank god. I don't know how well I did though. It all depends on how she marks. I mean, I think I showed that I knew what I was talking about (as I should, considering all the studying that I did) but you never know with Warburton. There have been several cases where I have been happy with something, and she has clearly not. So we'll see.

Had a group meeting for Education 2399, because I have that stupid presentation on Wednesday that I completely forgot about over the break. We got a lot of it done though, now it just needs some tweaking, and some laminating, and some BS-ing during the presentation, and we're set!

Now I have to do that french composition, that I also forgot about during the break. Well, I didn't forget about this one so much as I kept putting it off until I left. At which point I forgot about it. Either way, it's due tomorrow, 10am....so I have to do it. Was I supposed to save my plane ticket to show him, or Alexa? I think I still have it in my wallet.

Speaking of wallets..I think Im going insane. I pulled out my student ID at the library to take out a stupid book for this Education project, and they said that it was an old card ,and that I had a newer one somewhere. At first I was all like, 'no what are you talking about psycho-face?' but the more I think about it the more I think I remember going and getting a new one with Kate because I lost the old one.... But if that's true, then how the heck did this one randomly appear in my wallet, and the newer one go missing? I'm SOOoOooO Confused!!

current music:Ashes, Something Corporate

Up and at Em!!!...sorta, maybe, kinda?

Alright well, I'm awake. Sure, I'm less than chipper and the kink in my neck goes along with the night of restless sleep I had, and I have absolutely no motivation to study, which is the reason I made myself get up this early at all....but I'm still up. And I did dishes. ^_^


current music: Somebody Told Me, The Killers & Caught in the Rain, Mariah Carey. Simultaneously in my head, because I'm a f***ed up little shithead.

A sad state of affairs...

I'm convinced that studying this much is bad for a person. I think I very nearly went insane, but then I took a walk, so I feel better now. It's so unfourtunate that I have to tempt my sanity again, but this test is going to be brutal.

current music: nothing, as my brain can no longer handle distractions

Harry Potter & the Half-Blood Prince

Hollllllllyyyyyyyyyyy shit! Soooooooooooo excited!! It's coming out in July!! Not like, in 5 years! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!

current music: Camille Saint-Saens, Leila Josefowitz

That's Wack! -- Wiggedy Wack? -- No Just the regular type.

Hee hee. Good morning, I'm slightly hysterical from a combination of having studied too much, not had enough sleep (bad dreams involving me shooting someone (?!) and then having to do lots of running away) and watching Monty Python. Now Im going to shower, since I've been putting it off.


current music: Teen Girl Squad Theme Song

Ahhh, 92% in Drama in Ed.

Lovely, absolutely fan-frickin-tastic. ^_^

current music: Carmen Fantasy, Leila Josefowitz

My Welcome Back:

If you're a bear, you get to hibernate,
You do nothing but sleep for six months.

Before you hibernate, you're supposed to eat yourself stupid.

If you're a bear you birth your children (who are the size of walnuts) while you're sleeping and wake to partially grown, cute cuddly cubs.

If you're a mamma bear, everyone expects you mean business,
You swat anyone who bothers your cubs.
If your cubs get out of line, you swat them too.

If you're a bear, your mate expects you to wake up growling.
He expects you to have hairy legs and excess body fat.

So....you wanna be a bear???

Welcome back from hibernation.

martin


I'm highly amused, somewhat insulted and veryyyy hungry. Spent 160 on groceries. yeesh. Maybe I am a bear. Jim, want to lend me your tatoo?

current music: Space, Something Corporate.

Home.................

It feels so indescribably good to be back home. It was a debacle trying to get here, gotta love airports and snowstorms...but now I'm back and I have to go and restock my entire kitchen. woot.

current music: Me and the Moon, Something Corporate

wooosaaaaaaaaa.........

A little more zen now, thanks in large part to Janis Ian, candles, chocolate and a pedicure. And also the fact that I won't have to take Redcar to the airport after all, Marc is going to drive me. I think I am going to go to sleep anyway, just to make sure I don't have a blow-out fight with my mother on the night previous to my departure. I'm just glad that I won't have to sit in a smelly airport car with smelly people I don't know. Ew.

current music: Tea & Sympathy, Janis Ian

Fucking Red Car.

Hate today. I just hate it. It was horrible, and it started out so well too.

Tomorrow will be worse. At least I'm getting the fuck outta dodge.