Mmmm back to stress. I have much to blog, but little sleep to do it on. I felt like posting something, but I don't have the energy right now to post on the various topics that are to come. Tomorrow when essay number two is handed in and essay three has until Wednesday night to get finished I'll blog away about such magical things as full contact easter egg hunts, 86th birthday parties, skipping, hot loops, and feminism. We'll see how it goes.

Jess and I had possibly the nerdiest conversation we've ever had this morning over breakfast. We were discussing what kind of Jedis we'd be. The answer: not very good ones. Jess maintains that she would be noble, but probably better at the administration stuff than in battle. I just have this image of her wildly brandishing her bright fushia lightsaber screaming "Get back!". We determined that my lightsaber would be orange with yellow swirls through it. Pretty hot. We'd both need to b...

While taking a break from my essay writing, a group of us ventured off to the mall. We made the rounds looking for a formal dress for Tama until she decided that she was just going to go buy some fabric and make a dress for herself. As she was down in Fabricland, a group of us stayed in Chapters to kill time. After making my rounds of the store Jess and I finally ended up in the sex section. As I was reading a book about Kama Sutra and figuring out how I might do the half-supported co...

I feel like I've been buried under a pile of stress lately and my body and mind are not dealing well with it. I have a pseudo-cold. Kind of like a cold pre-cursor where my throat is tickly and my sinuses are feeling the pressure. I'm doing everything I can to avoid actually getting sick including brewing up some magic potion ginger tea, but who know what will happen. But in the interest of my own well being I took a Mental Health day today. I let myself sleep in until ten thirty and no...

I hate my human rights group. I hate that they don't listen to my ideas. I hate being treated like I'm invisible. I hate getting sick. I hate not having enough time in the day to finish everything I need to get done. I hate that Phantom is an hour away. I hated that production of Cabaret I saw last week. I hate group meeting for projects I don't want to do. I hate when people use the bible to support hatred. I hate prejudice, racist and homophobic posts. I hate that people justify th...

Sir Peter has recently declared his love for me and frankly I'm shocked. Mere weeks ago he was calling me a facist, and now he's referring to me as a "beautiful filly" and saying that I am of a "different class". Where is this all coming from? Maxwell, when did you go from hating my strength as a woman to loving me? Are you really at a point where you think you can handle me being the dominant one? (The title of the article that he posted on was "I may be little, but frankly I'm dominant...

After seven months of living in residence I've decided that it is not far off from living in a retirement home. I'm trying to soak up the last month of rez since it's going to be quite some time before I indulge in this lifestyle again. Top Ten Reasons why Residence is like a Retirement Home: 10. Your food is prepared for you 9. You have to share a tv 8. You have roommates 7. You worry about people stealing your stuff 6. There is no shame in walking around in your pyjamas 5...

It's funny, living in residence makes my social persona different. Whereas in high school I could come across as sweet and innocent to most and only those who knew me well would know the secret dirty truth, here pretty much everyone knows the truth. This isn't on purpose by any means, but when my friends and I are taking slutty pictures in the hallway, people know. Also, my general joking around reaches a wider audience which makes me appear more crass than I intend to. It doesn't bother ...

Thursday I saw a horrible randition of Cabaret. Everything about it was bad! In a secret way I'm kind of glad. I auditioned for it back in September and didn't get cast and at the time I was all disappointed, but now I couldn't be happier that my name wasn't attached to that three hour long, ten dollar crapfest. They must have put all of their budget into advertising, ticket printing, and programs, because those were the best part. Everything from the directors interpretation of the scri...

Jeremy G just posted an article entitled "I don't like Jews or Pakistanis". I'd just like to say that I don't like Jeremys. I mean, there are one or two Jeremys that are okay, but generally every Jeremy I've ever met has been obnoxious, prejudice, and rude. That's not to say that I judge a Jeremy before I get to know him, but it's been my experience that every Jeremy fits this description. This is not prejudice, it's just based on my experience of not liking any Jeremy I've ever met.

My entire week this week was basically building up to the two presentations I did this morning, and though there's a little relief that it's all over, I won't be satisfied until I hand in my three essays. As of right now none have been written, but I still have some time before the first one is due. Not a lot of time, but some. Last night I dragged Tama and her sister to dance class with me. Little did we know that ballet-tyrant Stephanie was filling in for our regular instructor. I ha...

Since course selection time has rolled around once again my paranoia about my future has resurfaced. Since all of the courses I seem to want to take fall under the category of "electives" I have decided that I will simply have to finish school and do what I can to survive. The following are some job possibilities for me in the future: Dog Breeder Salad Spinner Artist Professional BUtton Maker Wool Spinner Weaver Time Traveller Extraordinaire Dog Show Judge Sex Therapist Repo Perso...

I've been Lady Von Blogsalittle the past few days because frankly I am in the midst of the first of three hell weeks. Not good.But it's all right because I'm a virile woman. ) The most recent blog-worthy event occured on Saturday night. Phantom and I went to an Aussie Floyd concert that was absolutely amazing. For the first half they played all of Darkside followed by an intermission, and selections from various other Pink Floyd albums. I absolutely love Darkside of the Moon so for me ...

I'm taking a brief break from my current uber stress to blog. I have tons to write about, but I'm also typing this from under a huge pile of work that needs to get done. Literally what I look like right now is two hands poking out of a mass of text books and note books and papers frantically typing so I can get back to work as fast as possible. Despite all that, I've done a lot this week in terms of entertainment. Last night Bogina Janitor Standoff headed to Buddies in Badtimes theatre t...

Boys... in the immortal words of Aretha Franklin "There ain't no way to love you, if you won't let me". Push out the jive, bring in the love! No more sexism and no more homophobia!