No time for 'puter stuff for now. At least no energy for it, my poor laptop even looks at me like I am crazy. It isn't like I have to really move or anything, but to be honest, being away from (when I say 'away' i mean like two feet) my computers is kinda nice. I have stopped thinking in zeros and ones and have re-acquainted myself with the world of words on paper. I have been in bed for several days now,not doing too well and battling a virus. This experience is allowing me time to do quite a bit of reading. I am onto my second book, The Concubine's Children. I just finished Life of Pi, a beautifully written tale about an Indian boy adrift at sea with a Bengal Tiger. It may sound a bit outrageous, but it brought tears of sadness and tears of joy and left me with many interesting dreams. It is one of those stories you really don't want to end. One of the books tag lines , also quoted in the story itself, suggests that the story.."will make you believe in God." Not in my case, but it certainly gives you new perspectives on religion. There is a great deal of non-biased discussion regarding Hinduism, Christianity and Islam. I highly recommend it. Inbetween the books and CSI, I have been taking in what the last several weeks worth of New Yorkers has to offer, some good fiction and lots of ring-winged rhetoric.

I have a similar reaction to the library as I do in most fabulous clothing stores or boutiques. I enter with nothing particular in mind, then within about 5 minutes I have discovered 5 million things I desire and head towards to the register without a second thought.. As I sit in the library at this very moment, I suddenly want to learn about the art of beading in Africa and the economic corruption that was the Soviet Union. Fiction, history, science, I want it all now. Thank goodness these library books don't cost me anything, I would be in serious trouble. Thank goodness for my friend who works at the library, for clearing my late fees.

International Jazz fest brings hot international boys. Met good people over the weekend, people from all walks of life and from all over the planet. Got pissed and listened to many stories about Tonga, Holland, the Middle East and even Texas. Boys with thick accents and girls from down under. I spent some time with an american boy, of only 18 yrs of age, who was so well spoken and sophisticated. However, he did leave the states at an extremely young age and spent his entire life travelling around the world and was schooled in Arab countries. During my time spent in Canada, I have learned more about my own country than I did in the 25.5 years spent there. I have a completely new perspective on it, and I just wish that other americans could gain new perspective as well.

Three classes I didn't get into. THREE. That just plain ole sucks. I waited for 45 minutes, watching the little blue bar at the bottom of the browser, standing completely static. Panic began to take over as I heard rumors of the classes I wanted closing and the people that did get into them, I began to despise. Well, not really..but that is more stress than I really need just to register for school. The so-called advanced technology is not that advanced at all. I ended up using the ole pen and paper (yes, that stuff that is thin and you can write on it..it sometimes gives you little cuts on your fingers)-the old method was much more efficient, I simply had to lie to the woman in the office and tell her I was late for my job. Yeh right, what job is that? Sitting here, bitching to you, my peeps? Playing around on my computer, HOPING that someone will e-mail me the job of a lifetime? OK, I have to go prepare for the purchase of a train ticket and a Radiohead ticket. Priorities people.

On Headline News today, (I am hated for my CNN addiction) I saw that a person actually called the police on a child of about 7 or 8 years old, for having a lemonade stand without a business permit! Only in America. Canadians would never do that. Fall registration is upon us, and I have never been so nervous about it. I got screwed out of classes last semester, and this time I have a feeling it is only going to be worse. For a couple of days now, my fellow classmates have been calling and e-mailing each other, trying to determine how many people want what and who is going to be where so we can alter our schedules accordingly and prepare for a student revolt against the design department. It is stressful, knowing that the one class I really really want will be closed by the time it is my turn to register, simply because my last name starts with A-M. The N-Z group has already registered and, I am sure, happy with the outcome. Last spring A-M was also last to register, resulting in one less class than required, therefore I have to make up a class next spring, making my workload UNBEARABLE. Not fair. (wasn't that was the pet semetary kid used to say? not fair daddy, not fair! creepy) It is A-M discrimination dammit!!! I am becoming increasingly upset that I pay $10,000CDN per year (that is about $8,000 more than Canadians pay-and yes I know what all you americans are thinking-10G is about 1/2 or 1/3 of what I would pay in the states-again I am talking CDN figures here, so 10G is around 7500USD. Before the war it was more like 6000USD.) to be a part of an exclusive program, yet I am not even guaranteed a spot in the limited courses offered. So I will be at school bright and early, my mouse hand ready to rush onto the system and click away like a mofo. You can be damned sure you'll hear me bitch tomorrow.

I am the self-proclaimed queen of butternut squash. I am so confident in this claim that I am willing to prove it to the world. If anyone wants to challenge me, give me a ring, we shall have a cook-off. And you will lose! HA hA ha a. ha. ha. My butternut squash soup (i'm also famous for the BNS rolls) will kick anyones soup-makin ass.(except maybe heidi's)

A word of advice. If you are watching any reality tv, and you are totally hooked, waiting in anticipation for the finale (which is weeks away) to see who wins, or who loses, etc. DO NOT, I repeat, DO NOT go to the website. I just ruined my favorite show on television because, and only for my loyal visitors to this site, I was setting up the link to the show and BOOM! Right on the front page, THE WINNER of the Amazing Race! The season JUST started! They should not be allowed to release that information until the show has fully aired! It should be illegal! It is like telling the world who wins Survivor weeks before the world has finished watching it! And what is even worse than knowing who is going to win, is knowing it is the two I hated the most! I didn't want those losers to win! The person I hated the most LAST season won the damned race too! What about the good people, the people who play fair and don't complain all the time?? The ones who deserve the million bucks? I am so upset I want to go vomit. The one tv night that I REALLY look forward to is ruined forever!! I am going to have to get hooked on a different, inferior show now. Damn those punk-ass people at CBS for giving away the secret! Damn you all!! Funny story, well I later realized that if I had only looked a little closer I would have noticed that these winners were in fact from a different season. I caught only a glimpse, because I was so frightened of what I was looking at that I only saw two guys that looked similar to the two guys I don't like this season and I jumped to conclusions. So, I am retarded and should pay closer attention to detail. But at least my show is saved. Sorry CBS for being so mean.

It is really too bad that Paul McCartney decided to marry the girl with one leg. He could have had a happy life with me.... Ok so I am a little on the retard side of things. I am keeping an eye on my neighbors cat downstairs for the weekend, the second cutest cat in the world. The cutest is my Saffron, of course. So I spent the evening with Chaka watching Beatles movies and of course, the one video I can't live without, Def Leppard Historia. Oh yeah, I got my fill of the fab four PLUS a little, or a lot of Joe Elliot and the gang. I am no longer ashamed to admit that I love that band. I know all the words still, after all these years. Well, that is in part because I do listen to them, uh, often. So, I am on the hunt for a Def Leppard shirt. I used to have a number of them when I was in junior high, including a stone-washed jean jacket, that I myself, illustrated the cover of Pyromania onto the back of. Baby it doesn't end there. In the traditional neon green of the day, POISON streaked down the sleeves of this jacket. I must have been the coolest kid around. If anyone sees a Def Leppard shirt for sale anywhere, in a thrift store or a garage sale, please pick it up for me! I want to be cool again.

let me start by saying that once again, i have a problem with these damned posts. Ignore the format for now, I have to re-do my style sheet. My brain has been far too active in my sleep over the last couple of weeks. Could be the stress, it certainly might have something to do with the large amounts of television consumption. The activity at least gives me something to look forward to as I am falling asleep, however it has become far too often that I wake up in a state of confusion over what had just happened, or didn't happen. I walk around all day thinking about the night before and the people I interacted with in my head. I have gotten very good at the ability to wake up from a dream, then fall back asleep, starting the dream again where it left off. I can do that over and over. In fact I do quite often and that is why it is becoming such a problem. I don't want certain dreams to end and I must find out what is going to happen next, so I keep sleeping. Eventually I will wake up and realize that 2pm is just a ridiculous time to get out of bed. I have wasted half of my day, and for what? For the movie star that was chasing me around, helping me open and close windows in photoshop? How about the HTML that I was writing, making sure it was properly written so that the house I grew up in was in perfect working order so that everyone I have ever known could come over and have dinner without flickering in and out of their seats, or disappearing completely? I sure do need a job. The lack of projects and responsibility in my life is allowing my dream states to take precedence over reality.

HOLY SHIT I HAVE DONE IT! well, I got the main body goin anyhow..I have been battling with getting this blog posted on my site for hours now. Trying to get it to work with my style sheets was a big issue, now all I have to do is get it organized a little better. I also have a couple of things to add off to the side here. YEH!! I can't tell you how thrilled I am. I have learned more about html and ftp in the last couple of hours than I have in ages. Troubleshooting is the best learning method. Soon I will have my archive link running correctly and I will only have to work out some design issues. aahhh, I can rest now. I am being kicked out of my free wireless connection zone here at school, so i gotta go.