Sunday, February 26, 2006

Closing ceremonies

Today we are having Indian potluck. I am making spring rolls. I have been informed that is not Indian. I am sure they will be eaten nonetheless.
My sisters are scattered to the breeze. One in BC, one in South Africa. Me, still in Ottawa.
I am very not creative today.
Maybe try again tomorrow.

Thursday, February 09, 2006

I might regret this

Tonight I have such a bizarre headache that I feel I have little control over what could come out of my mouth or my fingers, as it were. It doesn`t say much for the fact that I just drove home from Arnprior. I made it here safely, for sure, but that sure is a long dark road.
So now I am thinking about a cup of camomile tea and my bed. Terribly exciting.
I just realized that my baby sister is flying halfway around the world in less than a week and this will be a great way for me to keep in touch with her. It is funny how it is ok for me to live in England for a year, but somehow disconcerting for her to go to South Africa for 4 months. Distance is all relative, I say. Now try to argue that with a geographer.
Alright, I hear the kettle calling. Which says something about this headache, because I haven`t turned the stove on yet.
Until next time...

Sunday, February 05, 2006

It's been a week

I can't believe it has been a week. Where does the time go?
Today, for example, I have sat at this computer for 6 HOURS completing grad school apps. SIX HOURS!
The day was broken up a little with visits, phone calls and of course the requisitie skyping. And now, since I haven't eaten since breakfast except for an apple, I have to eat some cheese so I can make it to my dinner date in an hour.
This has not been my favourite day.
I feel half like a hermit, half like someone out of the Matrix. What is my reality?
Part of the problem came from the 3 am bedtime last night after a most enjoyable party, out for a change, as opposed to our house all the time. It is nice not to have to wake up and clean!
I am hearing on the radio now that there is not power in Barrie, so I had better go give home a call to see how they are holding up back there. I just hope at least one of the phone is not electronic still. Otherwise the call will be somewhat useless.
Wow, my brain-less-ness is really showing here.
What's the frequency, Kenneth?