the radio's playing some forgotten song 4:31 p.m. & 14 July 2002
No rain again all week, says dad. This summer has been rather hot and long, though not so bad as last summer. I could definitely do with a few less 35+ days, though.
An interesting week at work. Our new staff spent their first week in costume. I quite like some of them, though others (mainly those who have worked there before) I have little to no use for. I was also violated by a young (7-8 years old) girl on one of my tours. She essentially reached up, grabbed my breasts and said 'you've got boobies!' and proceeded to ask me questions about having childrena nd stuff. It was traumatizing.
Neil Finn in two days. Best news ever.
Mike and I saw the Bourne Identity on Friday and I quite enjoyed it. We also went to Chapters, which is rapidly becoming my second home...why are books so addictive? I finally picked up 'Who Killed Canadian History?' by J.L. Granatstein. I read it today while working at the store. It's quite the book. One of the main arguments postulates that Canadian history has been destroyed by our country's policy of multiculturalism. By bending over backwards to allow immigrants to keep their own culture, a 'national identity' of Canadians has been destroyed. Things that could be construed as offensive to minority groups are often glossed over--even things as important as World Wars.
It also talks about the emergence of social history and its struggles with political history. I'll write more coherently when I have the time to form such thoughts.