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5:41 p.m. & 10 March 2002

The last few days have been rather lazy, I'm afraid. This is bad because I have to finish my Shakespeare essay this week. (I'm giving myself until Friday, which is quite appropriate, since it is the Ides of March). However, I think I'm on a good new track of power and madness in Hamlet and Macbeth so perhpas things will work out.

I'm listening to Chris Rock's "no sex in the champagne room" and it still makes me laugh after all this time.

Things that have happened recently that I keep neglecting to mention: I will be returning to good old Ste. Marie for the summer. I called Angie the other night, too, and we talked for the first time since Thanksgiving. It was good. it's sometimes easy to forget how good it can be to talk to a friend when you don't talk for so long. Things are still weird, but they are on the road to being better. And really, that's all I can ask.

In other good-ish news, I will be receiving a visit from Judith shortly. I only wish it was in happier circumstances (her father now officially has cancer), but I've missed her a lot these past few months, and I'll take what I can get.

On another note, I've decided to give almost everyone I will be talking about in here codenames, to semi-protect their privacy. My family will be Mom, Dad, the Squidge and Babar. My roommates are Kori, Mathman and Benjamin. My friends are T-bone, Judith, Kitana; my boyfriend is Gravity Man. Just so you know. a few more names will be added as soon as I figure out who I'll be writing about with some regularity.

I've made a lot of brief allusions to something called Denial, Mexico that I should probably explain. Benjamin and I created Denial, Mexico as a sort of safe haven for those who choose to ignore the problems they are experiencing. It is a town composed almost entirely of bars, with a few campgrounds, banks and a theatre and a casino thrown in for a variety. We created this in November (or somewhere thereabouts) as an answer to all our problems (the name of the town should be somewhat explanatory) and it's become essentially a beacon of hope since then. We actually drew a map of it last week and I think I'll try to scan it up at the school.

Other than that, not much to report. Boring, boring life.

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