I have a journal at www.popcornmonkey.com. I am updating it daily for the time being. Occasionally, it is interesting.

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I'm home! Good lord! And I had legroom on both flights ( Read more... )

Girlie business alert ( Read more... )

So, I'm home in two and a half weeks. I was hoping to take either kayaking or rowing lessons when I got back (if I had enough money), but they all seem to end in the next one and a half weeks. What gives? Next year, I'm really keen to get into rowing. If I had been in Ottawa, I would have tried this year. I'm built like a rower, so with a bit ( Read more... )

Lord ( Read more... )

Ugh, I'm feeling completely incompetent still and my heartburn, which I've had since last night, is showing no signs of going away. I want to go to the gym, but I'm not sure that's the best idea given my fucked up immune system. Did I mention I seem to be developing sensitivities to tomatoes and strawberries? I feel so freakin' OLD.

Ngaaaah.

My proposal did not go over well, so I feel like I'm back to square one. I am not suited to academia. I need thicker skin and the ability to ask for help when I feel like I'm drowning in paper. So, uhm, help?

Okay, since when am I an Abba fan? I resisted my whole life until two months ago. Now I can't get enough. I feel a fraud.

Hoo, long jiffy. I should know better than to leave it so long, too, since details slip away as time passes ( Read more... )