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Well, I'm sure my mother

Well, I'm sure my mother is somehow involved in the plan to cryogenically preserve Walt Disney's head because there is no reason for the air-conditioning to be up this high. Brrrrr.

My aunt came for the weekend which was great because what's better than having my mom criticising me ? My mom and my aunt criticising me ! So far I've learned I can't dress, I have bad eating habits, I have bad skin, bad posture, ugly shoes and I go to bed too late for my own good. Some people's kids take drugs, get tattoos. I wear scuffed shoes to work and I'm accused of being in the grips of Lucifer !

Sorry, not that you care but really...

Other weekend activities : I finished watching Jeffrey which I started watching at Becky's house. It was great fun. I'm so happy I got a Blockbuster card ! I'm going to become a film scholar.

And I'm not even going to mention the wedding.

What a drag. I am

What a drag. I am here inside while stomach clearly wants to be at the International BBQ cook-out now taking place on the Sparks Street Mall. Imagine if you will a few city blocks covered in BBQ stands. Yummers :) Other current sources of smiles : The Princess and the Warrior which you have to see. It's my favourite movie on the year and given that I saw it on video that means a lot. I would term it an action/romance/thriller/philosophical exercise all rolled in to one. It has vaulted onto my top 10 list ! T minus 8 days before wedding hijinks begin in earnest. Woo hoo !

I am sad. I am

I am sad. I am going to Montreal this weekend and it will probably be the last time I see Katie in a long, long, long while. Probably not that long but I am preparing in case. After seeing Melanie for the first time in a year (!), I have truly begun to appreciate how cruel distance is. Soon Christine and Afshan will be shuffling off, too. Aah. I can only deal with one sad separation at a time. I'm so glad there are blogs ! I should end on a high note, i know, but none is immediately apparent.

it's been a while. I

it's been a while. I know. I have no excuse except business and difficulty in getting some private time at work. because of the whole Paul Martin controversy, everyone in the building has knickers in bunch and I've been shunted off to the national archives to do some (pointless) research. It's good because I can wear normal clothes and take long breaks. It's bad because I work in an open area so the other youth can see what I'm doing on my computer. I think I'm going to be in Montreal soon so I am excited about that. I will see some as I saw some in Toronto. I'm pumped about going back at the end of the month and seeing part of the gang again. I'm sorry I wish I had interesting things to report I just don't. Oh, I may be going to Darcy McGee's on Friday (bar not person). That's fun. I'm on IM a lot so get in touch if you see me on !

Damn you, Fitzugh Dodson. (dramatic

Damn you, Fitzugh Dodson. (dramatic pause)

Okay, I hope right now you are supporting me in my righteous anger and wondering "Who is Fitzhugh Dodson ?". Glad you asked. Fitzhugh Dodson is an insane British child psychologist whose entire body of work has been translated into French and was acquired by my parents in the days following my birth. The first six years of my life were carefully planned out in accordance with the teaching of the good Doctor Dodson and I blame him. After picking up one of his books today out of sheer boredom, all the pieces of the puzzle fit together. Inside, the book were all these tests you have to give your kids, like showing them all these houses or trees or whatevers and asking them their favourite and then giving them activities based on whatever they've answered. All the piano lessons, bizarre forays into children's pottery classes, the grade skipping, all of these the work of this Mr. Dodson.

Okay enough of the public self-exploration. I just want to express again the good times had in Toronto. So excited to be going back ! Good times will be had quite soon !

Okay, so you deserve a

Okay, so you deserve a post. I have been unfair to you all. But here I am doing my best. The reason for my silence is that I went to Toronto for three days. It was a good good time. I stayed with Mel and she was a great host. There was much walking of the streets. I learned to take the subway pretty well and got to check out the cool bachelorette pads of my buddies. I saw the K-dog when we went to see our film debut "The Sum of All Fears". Somehow, our scenes ended up on the cutting room floor. An oversight I'm sure. More to follow...