Sunday, May 30, 2004

A Strange State of Affairs

What's up with Connecticut?
First my housemate Jen goes home to Hartford at Christmas, fair enough, she grew up there. Then Tamara decides to go to Yale (in New Haven) for her MDiv. Then I get a present from my good friend Meg that she bought me when visiting her boyfriend in New Haven. Then I ran into my friend Tori in downtown Grimsby and asked her what she's up to. Well, she's doing her Master's in Texas, working in Aspen for the summer, but first she's heading to Connecticut to do a concert (she's a violinist). Oh, and her boyfriend's parents live there.
It's all very odd.

Sunday, May 23, 2004

It's official!

I will soon be the new youth and young adult minister at Ottawa Mennonite Church! After a lengthy phone interview and a full weekend in Ottawa meeting everyone, teaching Sunday school (this month's topic just happened to be 'sex' - doh.) and talking about myself the congregation voted today that they want to hire me. So. Now I have to move to Ottawa, where I will live with my cousin Andrea who is coming from Vancouver for teacher's college and all will be fun and good. Yay for non-9 to 5 jobs where I get a nice office and playing ball hockey counts as 'work'!

Postscript

Today is the big day when I find out either a) what I am doing for the next 2 years (min.) or b) start looking for something else. More news to follow.

Emily, This Is Your Life!

Hoo boy. Is it really that pathetic to stay up until 4am (when you have to get up at 9) just because you are making good progress with the New York Times Sunday Crossword? For the record, I finished about 80% before I passed out from exhaustion by crossword.

Thursday, May 20, 2004

Huzzah!

My purse finally arrived from Montreal today. Only I would manage to forget a bag with my camera, passport, debit card and Bring It On DVD in the resto-bar (that's right, breakfast at the Black Jack) the morning I was moving away forever! But now my little things are restored to me. And the people rejoiced.

Friday, May 14, 2004

Ahhh...I get it!

Now I know how George W. got elected! The American voting public is largely deaf and insane. Why do I know this? American Idol results this week showed that people are more likely to vote for someone who cries and sucks than someone who is a mite cocky and is amazing. Sad. Very sad.
Well, I remember my comment during the first episode of performances...re Diana, "she's pretty good, I think that she is an American Idol 'type'" re Fantasia, "oooooh...but I'd buy her album!". Wonder if my inadvertant predictions will come true?

Thursday, May 13, 2004

The 'loo

Did some quality Waterloo visiting at the start of the week. Drove around with my brother to help him find summer jobs. Turns out he found one all by himself and it starts tomorrow. For those of you who know Steve's 'work' history this is an achievement of Everestian proportions. Chatted with Tamara for a bit, shopped, ate and made merry with bronwyn. Visited with b and Jen in the grand town of Elmira. Got lost in the Villages trying to find Eric and QAF but managed to and all was well.
I have been having sleep-in issues since I got home. Time to get to bed so that I don't sleep until noon again tomorrow. Too much sleep makes em something something.

Tuesday, May 11, 2004

Disease

I am not really a hypochondriac, because I don't imagine symptoms. Rather, I would term myself a disease-a-holic. I find real symptoms- like thirst, tingly feet, and headaches then team them up to equal diabetes. For example.
I seem to be the champion of well-researched self diagnosis. This is not a good thing.
Maybe the best thing to do is just floss, exercise, sleep lots and eat well. That way, maybe I'll live to be 92.
Speaking of living to be 92...my aunt and uncle were telling me a story this weekend about neighbours of theirs who died a number of years ago. They were a married couple, he was 92 and she was 90. She had been sick and it was time for her to go to a nursing home. They decided they couldn't live without each other and they went into the woods and he shot her and himself. The crazy part is, he spent all afternoon the day before cutting the lawn.

Saturday, May 08, 2004

Hmmm....

Why hasn't em been posting lately?
a) working on a new and exciting blog that will complement (but not take over from) this one
b) too busy sleeping
c) also reading good books (recommended: Nickle and Dimed: On (not) getting by in America by Barbara E..something and No Fat Chicks: How big business profits from women hating their bodies by Terry Poulton)
d) making plans....to hopefully move to Ottawa in August if all goes well with job possibilities...

Monday, May 03, 2004

Television Travesty

Back in the land of cable TV. When did Queer as Folk turn into Gay as Blazes???
Babylon=boring, Debbie=dull, Brian=lukewarm, Everything else=soap opera. Yawn. I am not impressed. Especially when the advertising has gone from ManLine (remember ManLine?) to Fixodent denture adhesive..."the closest thing between two teeth?"

Bureaucrodeath

About a month ago I made a transcript request by fax to the University of Waterloo. Three weeks later I hadn't received my transcript, so I phoned to check it out. No record of having the fax, but if I send another request right away it will be sent asap...blah blah blah. So I fax another request and this time it turns out I'd like to cancel that request. So I call and someone in the Registrar's office tells me they 'get hundreds of faxes a day and really have no way of keeping track of them' there is also no way of putting a note on my file that the request has been cancelled if they ever do find the fax. So a document with my credit card number and signature on it is not being kept track of somewhere in the depths of the Registrar's office at UW. But don't expect to get your grades if you owe the library $2!

Saturday, May 01, 2004

Grimsby

And I'm back.
Plans? Sleeping and going to the library. Followed by figuring out what I want to do with the rest of my life. And possibly more sleeping after that.

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