After almost 2 months, I thought it would be time to update. I'll just make a list of what's new (for the most part) because I'm stretched for time. I'm hoping I'll actually start journalling regularly when I come back from Europe, but we'll see ( Read more... )

Is it stupid that I'm reluctant to feel happiness about the impending Ontario tax cut because I know it will be impossible to calculate in my head? Sales taxes in Ontario right now are 15%. That's easy. Take 10%, then add half of that. What the fuck do I do with 14%? 10% and then add 4%? Find 10%, then find 1% and multiply it by 4? 7% times two?! ( Read more... )

I am happy with my life. But I haven't felt queasy in a good way in a long time ( Read more... )

Before this gets started, I just want to say that I'm very happy today because my Letter to the Editor in which I defended Jon Stewart's honour is in The Gazette today. And the headline of my letter reads, Neil Young Nullifies Big-Boobed AirheadRemember Alex? The guy I went on vacation with ( Read more... )

Orlando, Florida. Oh, shit. I guess I'll start at the beginning ( Read more... )

Just finished rewatching "Crash" with my roommate.
Paul Haggis, its (now Oscar-winning) writer/director, is from my city. Pretty damn cool.
I will update about Florida, I promise, when I'm either done my midterms. Possibly before.
But as a hint of what's to come: I paid for my free trip with awkwardness. Lots and lots of awkwardness.

Today I'm leaving for
FLORIDAIt's so insane... my friend Alex came online and asked me if I wanted to go to Florida. I thought he was joking but of course said "Yeah, I'd love to ( Read more... )

Forgive me for sounding emo, but I seriously hate today. Not even a floor ice cream party could save it. I'm royally screwed for a 3000 word essay on a historiographical essay that's due tomorrow. I've sat here for the past 8 hours going, "What do I write? What the hell do I write?" It'll get done. But it'll be another all-nighter ( Read more... )

Sometimes I feel like university is one big contest to prove who can do the least amount of work ( Read more... )

Tiff: happy b-day to your mom
Kait: thanks! she's 50 today
Tiff: oh god!
Kait: what do you mean by oh god?
Tiff: thats old, i didn't think she was that old, my dad turned 41 yesterday and i thought that was bad

Yeah, she went there.