Nothing much is new on the mom (or aunts) front, but thank you to all who have shared kind words and thoughts.

It's been a pretty peaceful last couple of days, except for the part where I want to kill everyone I know. Well, almost everyone. I think Steph, Darcy and Greg have been the exceptions. And Monty. Ah yes, my darling future husband. (Note: he's actually my roommate, but we have invented an engagement for the sake of amusing ourselves. We're like that.

I won't get into the reasons for that right nwo; suffice it to say that this weekend I was under the general impression that everyone I know sucks. End of story.

It's at times like this that I have to think to myself that there are only 25 more days before I move back home for the summer and can start hating everyone back home; including, but not limited to, my bosses, my coworkers, my sisters, my parents and my boyfriend. It'll be great.

I've still got two essays to do, neither which I've started and I think I may have lost the sheet that has my 'proof of extension' for Can lit. Not such a good sign, I'm afraid. I edited an essay for a classmate today and it was surprisingly fun. Man, I wish I could just make up my mind about this whole grad school thing, because I really, really want to be a professor. I think it would be so awesome. And I would totally teach a class on the "literature of the diary".

We're learning about the "Truth and Reconciliation" commission in 20th century lit. It was a commission developed after the end of apartheid in South Africa where people were given amnesty for whatever crimes they committed provided that they admitted having committed crimes. People who were in jail for murders, etc. were set free provided there was disclosure. As you can imagine, it's a pretty controversial thing. We watched a video that dealt with one specific case of a police officer who ordered a massacre of some politically active blacks, except the would-be assassins hit the wrong house and killed a bunch of innocent civilians who were at a wake. Yeah. He totally pleaded Nuremberg about it at the Truth and Reconciliation thing. It's a lot to think about, and it's really making me look forward to the first half of my post-colonial literature course next year, it's all South Africa.

In the x-box game Halo, one of the enemy's ships is called the Truth and Reconciliation. I find it especially interesting because the enemies are aliens.

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