My brain is a-buzz, thoughts speeding hither and thither. Or something.

I didn't go to work again yesterday, and it's becoming a bit of a poor habit. If you are an employer: Do not tell your employees that it's not a "big deal" if they don't come in to work regularly, particularly not if said employees (ie: me) have difficulties with self- ( Read more... )

Because I like to think about myself, particularly when I have absolutely no time or copious amounts of time to do so. "I will be so productive during the break! I will catch up on missed and future readings, I will finish my FYP essay, prepare my French presentation, finish two papers for work.. etc.!" HAHAHAHAHA, more important business:

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This is what I had to say about Valentine's Day two years ago-- poor Conor must have been slightly confused/intimidated by me ( Read more... )

1) While waiting outside of the male bathroom in the A&A building for Conor's nosebleed to subside within, I overheard a lovely conversation between two faculty members of King's. One, Dr. Ian Stewart and two, random business-attire lady (with back rolls and well-shaped calves, accentuated with a short skirt). She is currently looking at houses, ( Read more... )

I can't stand the confidence! People who know their destination- the route, the time of departure and arrival the night before. The efficiency and complete orderliness to their stride. It's both intimidating and ridiculous. Shirts tucked in. Laces tied and tucked under hemmed pants, making use of every zipper, clasp and button on each article of ( Read more... )

Have you ever noticed the striking resemblance between Goldie Hawn and the singing jailhouse dog in Lady and the Tramp?


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When one looks at something for any length of time, one begins to see new things within the original. Conor's toes are a great source of this imaginatory fun... for example:


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( Let's measure our bodies and eat candy cane ice cream! )

1. No matter if you like someone or not, you will probably wish them a happy birthday if everyone else does so ( Read more... )

So. I just read an article about "the sexing up of tweens"-- those aged between eight and fourteen years old. The Article. Media. Parents. Responsibility. You've heard it all before. Apparently the Bratz line of dolls, targeted to kids as young as six, are supposed to convey a message of girl power, self-empowerment (through the awesome power of ( Read more... )