sewing notions.

Today may be one of the happiest days of my life. Through strange and roundabout circumstances (my friend's mom's cousin's brother) I found out that a new set of time share summer homes has been built on Lake Kashmawigmog near Haliburton. Former inhabitant of this time share location??? None other than Camp Gay Venture- the nemesis of my life- now razed to the ground for the pleasure of happy holidaying families. Farewell, Camp of Death. I will not miss you.

What a great day!
The illustrious C-Cups hockey team had our first ever tie game tonight! I scored 2 goals and was team MVP. After hockey Jen and I finished off Buffy Season 3, Graduation Day pts one and two. Tomorrow morning I am off to the cottage with my mom for the week. Mmmm...lakey goodness. I don't even care if it rains, at least it will look pretty on the lake! Plus kayaking breaks- good bonus when writing nasty mean bad thesis thing!

And HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!

Dirt.

For those of you who didn't catch the bitter edge to my birthday email- I am bitter. It all started late this morning when I went out to pick raspberries for my cereal. I heard the cat meowing as usual from Jen's window. Looking up at the window-no cat. Looking up at the roof- cat. I looked around and there were some men filling the flowerbeds along our fence with dirt from the house next door (which our landlord also owns). So they came and climbed up and got the cat. All is well. I don't look out the back until later this evening when Jen points out that there is dirt covering our entire backyard. This is the same backyard I am intending to have my birthday BBQ in TOMORROW NIGHT. So I call the landlord and his wife is incredibly rude, won't even take a message and tells me I should, "just call back in a couple of hours." Thanks ever so much.
So the birthday shindig is happening at my bro's place on Lonelm instead. If you plan to come and didn't get my email just let me know and I'll give you directions etc.

Stupid Dirt.

Why I am not a vegetarian:

Occassional but insatiable lust for bacon, summer sausage or farmer's sausage.

Feels like a British day today, so I'm wearing my Union Jack underpants, drinking black tea with milk and sugar, eating crumpets with lashings of butter and listening to a Harry Potter audiobook...mmm British afternoon time.

Ever start to hate yourself when you've been working on resumés too long? I keep thinking I've spelled my last name wrong in the header. ACK.

Proof that I have work to do: Lunch= salad+ strawberry crepes w/ chocolate sauce all slowly and carefully homemade. Eating a whole batch of crepes on your own=a bad idea.

My trauma:
dc accidentally cut off the end of the season finale of QAF and instead of the end of the season, and not only did we miss the wrap up of the Whole Season, the tape cut to a 'documentary' on some old guy named Dante Amore who specializes in electronic sexual stimulation! Extreme ew.

Had an awesome day in TO today. Took our new pastor and her two daughters and one granddaughter (who are from Virginia) to see some sights. Tasty Marché lunch, wandered down by the water, shopped and browsed in Chinatown and Kensington. Relaxing and fun. I also found a great b-day present for Richella (born April 7th...oops!). All I need now is her mailing address at camp. (Hint hint)
Long day. Tired now.

I think Charlotte's got it right. I need to formulate a 6-year plan that will involve tons of international travel and other hijinks. So far I want to be a community development co-ordinator in Malawi, a primary school teacher in Nepal and Mongolia, an ESL teacher in Japan, work with orphans in South Africa...that's just the jobs I looked at today!

Turns out pretty much every job I've applied to for the fall is in Toronto. Does anyone know anyone who wants to share an apartment in the city?

Hmmm...Only 2% of people surveyed got perfect on the Dominion Institute Test (top right corner). I scored 10/10 and found it really easy. What do you think? Maybe I actually have learned something over the course of university...doubtful.

Questions for the men out there:
#1- Do you use euphemisms for the word 'penis'?
#2- If yes, what are they?
#3- Would you ever say 'hog'? (pron. 'HAWG')