It Was 2002 And You Needed Reminding To Stay Alive

So I am writing this paper about Jewish betrothal rings for art history, of all things (check out the picture! The little roof thing on top opens!) and my mind keeps wandering all around. This is where it ended up. I went to the library downtown and got some CDs out. Annnnd I have met this guy that is a friend of a friend 3 times and never has he been sober. I guess 3 times isn't that many, but seriously... I wonder what he is like without drugs and alcohol. Hmm

So I might have mono. Great. Symptoms include: swollen lymph nodes, mild fever yesterday, lack of apetite, sore throat, sore joints, major headache, ear ache, abnormal amounts of burps. So if there is a doctor on the premesis... care to make a diagnosis? Last person I know who was told by a doctor "you might have mono" turned out to have cancer. Which is worrying.

Sad to say, i'm on my way, and i wont be back for many a day

Everyday i'm still amazed how nice the houses are here and how the stairs twist up into something nice. Like the top floor.
On sunday i went into this record store (thats on the street that has mount royal metro?) and found this "le petit prince" record, and since it was only five dollars, i was like hey! gotta have this, both my little brother and i could relate to it too. Actually, anyone who has a basic knowledge in french literature and likes to think about a crazy army man in he forest could enjoy it. All the same, that day, i didnt get it, because a friend told me "Nah... i can get that for you for free at the thrift store" and just now, i can home to it on my bed, which is awesome, because i like surprises. And now i'm listening to harry belafonte, just because i was thinking of old records and he was the first. Him and Dean.

Sad to say, i'm on my way, and i won

They Got A Name For The Winners Of The World, I Wanna Name When I Lose

So last night 20ish people from my building went on a beach adventure. We had a bonfire on this secluded bay off some really creepy, shadowy road. My spirits rose 60% just from running down this dark lane in the middle of the night, like old times. I still smell like campfire. It wasn't as fun as bonfires I have had with people I know and love, mostly because no one did anything incredibly stupid, and the few people who did go swimmings were kind of wimpy about it and screamed the whole time. No pop cans were hidden in the embers 'just to see what would happen' no one jumped off of really tall things just for kicks. we didn't make friends with any randoms wandering the beaches, I didn't even get that dirty. People sat around talking about there majors and people they had met at parties named Gordo, and after an hour most of us called it quits in favour of some paper or other due the next day.

I was nice though, I guess.

What Else Can I Write, I Don't Have The Right

Fancy that. I also have an insane headache. It feels like the walls of my head are pushing in from all sides.

Anyways today I went on a bike ride with our friend Zoola, and we went up and down the rocky hills of Cadboro Bay trying to find this bike path that I guess doesn't really exist beause we never quite got there. And I went to a tea party from 3 to seven with the english course union. We played all these random games, one of them being Balderdash, which is suprisingly fun. Actually the people in the union are all basically their own version of the mad hatter. I have not laughed that hard in soooo long, it was nice. And... I don't know if this is racist or not, or just race- aware, but I got my first hug from a black man today. I'm only realizing this now, Actually I don't think I've ever been hugged by a guy wearing skinny jeans either, or anyone from South Africa, considering I only know two. So there you go, A multi-cultured hipster hug.

And Shark I have met surprisingly few cartoonists here, whereas there seems to be unlimited actors. We should just do it ourselves

Did you improve on the design? Did you do something new?

NO Lupe Fiasco, no i did not. I did volunteer at mcgill all day nearly though. We helped with this uncharted waters workshop thingy, and i got to see a workshop on water bottles and how much hell they bring us- to say the least, it takes three liters of water to make a one liter of bottled water, and then 3-5 barels of water for every barel of oil. Isnt that crazy? I know right.

Right now i have this stupid headache, and it isn't helping that there is something like 22 people in the house right, because another group wanted to stay the night and we were like yeah yeah, why not. So, as i write this right now, the walls are telling me all their secrets and because they are so thin (the walls) they could potentially, in theory hear mine, but my mouth is shut right now.

I found this cool picture of a design option we could do for our walls? Yeh and Nay? Lets find some good looking comic book boy artists who can do it for me? and you? You can start looking for them mortimer- because i know you dont have much going on, just university. :P

Dog at the barbed wire barking at my buzz cut friends and me

Hi. I'm glad you wrote, even if all you seem to ever talk about now is the weather. Which is cool, don't get me wrong, but also incredibly boring considering I just went to my English Course Union meeting and we talked about student politics for an hour and my fingers are still brimming with things to say. I've been thinking: writing is probably the easiest thing in the world for me to do. I know I'm not particularly special/good at it or anything but it really is one of the only things I can sit down and do without thinking about too much. Like today we had to write and in-class composition for French and the prompt was 'I was sitting at my desk doing my homework when all of a sudden I heard something in the wardrobe...' And the story was in my head before I had even finished reading the sentence. Hmmmmm

Anyhoo. My parents called last night to talk about some girl who got murdered around here last week, and how her body was burned so that she couldn't be identified, and was I being careful?? Which was not a good time I guess to bring up the fact that I still wanted to travel to Brazil this summer, possibly alone, maybe with Brett. My Dad was pissed. But then again, he cannot accept the fact that the whole world ISN'T actually trying to kill him and his family, despite popular belief. I don't know when they will figure out that I am All Grown Up, and can actually Get Shit Done.

Today was clear-er, compared to tommorow.

The wireless, as i told you on facebook, is finally working, so potential skype with everyone is in the realms of possibilities now. What you just wrote was actually really funny to read, so good on you. Things today looked a little brighter, even though there was crazy rain in the morning, crazy hail that followed me to the metro and then random falls of snow that stared at me from the cafetarias windows during lunch, things were goodd
Its weird though, how it just snows randomly, and i know that sounds stupid, but its just really cool snow for a couple hours and then nothing, but its still super cold outside and then you hear people complaining about how they shouldnt of worn there spring jackets today, and tabernacking the weather man.
I don't know what else to say right now, i just thought since the laptop internet is working again, i should write something smart for you. Uh. I found you a present in china town today, which you will get eventually, and yeah. the katimavik group is getting a boy named arturo from toronto, hot huh? anyways, hope your enjoying your night.

You Said He Got His Teeth Fixed, I'm Gonna Break Them

Haha... Canadian Tire, I get it :)

It's weird, this whole day I've been looking forward to finishing my midterm so that I could have that great expanse of the Rest of the Afternoon to lounge around in. Except now I'm sitting on my bed eating dehydrated pears and staring bewildered out the window. I don't know what to do with all this time. I feel like talking to someone but I believe that everyone is either in class or studying or working or out doing something important. So I guess I will just write. (Write write write!)

The girl who lives next door just passed my door going "mom? mom? mom? Can you hear me now? mom?" if this were a horror movie I would have to call the priest right about now. And my door would have been flung open and there she would be, a slow smile curled through her teeth and her eyes suddenly yellow. At which point she would pronounce me her mother and sink her un-naturally long fingernails into my soft pale skin. But lo! Is that the hunky protagonist I hear? And just in the nick of time he would fling her back with one excellently toned arm and she would let out a yelp and vanish into thin air... for now.

Then of course the guy would expect sexual favours for his services, which I will happily provide because, oh my! I had been soooo afraid. But right in the middle of things I too will turn out to be the real enemy and he and his goofy pal will have to clean up that mess too.

Thank Jesus for Hollywood

sounds Weirdly Calming.

I feel quiet right now. The snow stopped falling and its all wet and slight white outstide. the bread just finished, but im talking to you right now, so ill wait to go shower. Thats true love ay.

Today was actually a alright day.
Rose: Snow and tire sur la neige (canadian tire...)
Thorn: lack of oatmeal. snow stopped.