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Apr. 29th, 2009


What have I been doing to kill all these brain cells?

Speaking to Sarah sometimes makes me want to go dig out my old journal that I wrote when I was 14.

Because...I KIND OF remember what it was like, but I kind of forget, too.

I think the forgetting is some kind of emotional prophylactic from the rigours of adolescence.

Or just my dodgy memory.

Apr. 21st, 2009


there's news in my womb

Hey everybody, check out what I'm making these days:

Also he/she has hands, as featured close to the face in this shot:

I should be done around the end of October and then you can get pictures from OUTSIDE my body.


Steve and I are very excited.

Apr. 11th, 2009


briefly up for air


I am in Toronto!

I have 7 days left here.

When would be a good time to hang out with you?

Apr. 3rd, 2009


Lock up your...um...chocolate?

I can't believe that TOMORROW I will be in TORONTO.

OK, technically in my body it will feel like early Sunday morning but it will still be Saturday when we touch down (at 10pm).


I may need Sunday to recover.

And then, Torontonians...and THEN?

Mar. 28th, 2009


The biggest rock tease

Attention Maritimers: I'm very sorry but it looks like I won't be coming to Halifax after all.

My mom's had a flu/virus since about Christmas time and she's still feeling pretty rough so she's not up for visiting.

I'm funnelling my disappointment into fledgling plans for a full-on trip to Nova Scotia next summer.

I want lobster boils and corn boils.
I want sailing and whale watching.
I want lazing around in the Public Gardens and teetering around Peggy's Cove.
I want ridiculously fresh scallops and blueberry pie.
I want to go clam digging.
I want to hear fiddle music.

Are any of you up for that in, oh, 16 month's time?

Mar. 1st, 2009


birds spit on the rules

You should hear the birds outside my window - they are having a raging debate about whether or not spring has come.

I'm starting to feel like maybe it has (one seagull has been particularly articulate and persuasive) - I'm starting to feel slightly more alive. My actual energy levels have yet to catch up to my mental energy levels but I'm sure that will come.

Also, I have things to look forward to. Not the least of which being a trip home in April - possibly a two-city extravaganza!

April 4th to April 18th, people: keep your dance cards clear.

Feb. 22nd, 2009


reward system

I am back from Paris but I'm not allowed to post properly about it until I have my lesson planning done for Monday.

You may or may not get to know more.

Feb. 5th, 2009


Late breaking news

We had snow! Proper snow! This was several days ago and I have been shut-up-no-way busy since then but I just thought I'd let you know.

Also we went to Chinese New Year in London which was mostly crowded and cold and not terribly exciting apart from the fireworks, which sounded like a thousand drums from the heavens.

Also I have bought a rowing machine which is waiting to be assembled.

Also it is time for BED.

Jan. 28th, 2009


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My bike lock popped out of its bracket and onto the road yesterday. It was subsequently run over by no fewer than five cars before I had a chance to retrieve it.

And it is completely unscathed.

Go Kryptonite!

I think I'll reward it with some WD40.

Jan. 26th, 2009


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Black Adidas shell toe trainers are pretty popular with the kids here (and when I say kids I mean anyone up to 30-somethings who still are mildly in touch with youth culture).

You probably know what these shoes look like, but just in case you don't, they look like this:

Now...I don't tend to care too much about fashion statements (except for the ridiculous pants-below-my-butt-defying-gravity-somehow look) but I have always found these shoes slightly ridiculous. More than slightly ridiculous, in fact, but I didn't know why. Especially when they are paired with white laces.

And today it hit me: they look like hockey skates. That toe makes them look like hockey skates.

It looks like people are wandering around college all day with skates on.

Hockey skates and fashion do not compute in my brain. But the realisation has made me like them a little bit more.

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