Tuesdays are always tough, I have two difficult academic classes, both of which force you to think critically and having the brain turned on and focused is essential to keeping up with the lectures, presentations and class discussions. After noon-time beers and chicken strips; one beer I must mention, since I am a beer snob, was absolute crap. I have had canned piss that tasted better than this winter ale from the island brewery. Anyways, marketing for design is my afternoon class – today was quite interesting and I had a difficult time trying to keep my mouth shut after a couple of drinks, however, I succeeded at this seemingly simple task; Me + Drinks = No Self Restraint. We were shown a very interesting study done last year by the BBC, a poll which consisted of about 11,000 participants from various countries around the globe. This study was all about, and titled What the World Thinks of America. Though much of it was humorous and in no way do I take offense to it personnally, I did start to feel a little uneasy when questions regarding how people looked at Americans and what words best describe Americans, especially since most of the world considered us to be arrogant. I felt a little defensive, I guess since being the only American in a room full of Canadians. Some of you may have heard of this study, it is interesting and quite laughable, really. Jordan apparently hates our guts, and well, so does France, but that is nothing new, and well most of the planet. But hey, they dig American pop culture. Oh how I miss my arrogant, sex hungry, politically corrupt friends and family, I can't wait to go home.


Ok, so I had to get rid of some of the kids, well the lil' animated guys over on the side, under Adopted Pixels. They were moving, and moving way too much – they had to go (gee, someday I will be a great parent). I must have gotten all wrapped up in the moment, I went on a compulsive adoption spree, grabbing cuties left and right, without thinking of the consequences. I mean, come on who can resist a cat that just wants a hug and a monkey that dances? Shit, what was I thinking adopting animated gifs? This isn't the late 90's and I am not typically the kind of girl who put things like dancing bananas and pink smileys all over the place – but for some reason I turned into crazy-animated-gif lady, kinda like the crazy cat lady, but with, um, gifs.