Monday, September 27, 2010

chills and thrills

I love my steamer.
The boy next to me in German class has bedbugs. I came home and steamed and then poured Borax into my knapsack. I love the familiar smell of steamed cloth and wooden floors. I love the small measure of a peaceful mind it affords me.

I also did two very awesome (and free!) dance classes today. One was to learn the zombie dance from Michael Jackson's Thriller, and the other was a modern jive class that happened to follow it. Me and Jaja have some new and awesome moves to practice in the kitchen, and Jaja, Rafiki, (hopefully) Dragiraffalina, and I are all going to be awesome dancing zombies at the end of October! Ahhhh! So excited. *flaps arms*

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Living in the library

I wrote course work due dates into my agenda this morning and then made up a song that went a little something like this:

I'm living in the library.
There's no life for me
Beyond this page
about a chinese sage
The words float into my brain
and sometimes out my ear again
Whether it's spring or fall
I cannot recall.
It's clear
I'm in fourth year.
All I see is in 2D
I'm living in the library. in the library...

I also was sick yesterday (and the day before) so rather than working I made an advent's calendar. One down! One million to go :)

Friday, September 10, 2010

You're never too fancy for icecream

I saw this on Jezebel and loved it.

Thursday, September 9, 2010


I love being mean in a nice way. A highly satisfying example of my way of venting anger is to make an advent calendar carelessly with no personal touches at all. Those are the first 24 postcards with a vaguely wintery feel I found? Then those are the 24 I'm using. I think that one might appeal to your sense of humour, or to our memories together? Well, then it's out. What are the 24 most impersonal snippets that are still with humour and christmas flavour and the ability to fit on a postcard? Well, those are the 24 I'm using.
It's a lovely combination of being innocent and vicious, doing something terrible and letting it slide.
It's like being extra polite to someone who is rude to you. It makes their behavior look ridiculous if they don't stop, and confuses the hell out of them.
Hell, I might also regret it if I said something nasty, did something mean. My temper is strong, but it passes. Im unlikely to regret being extra polite or an impersonal gift. It's not something that tends to burn bridges.
Watch out, if I ever get really mad, I'm likely to take up a life of more serious anti-crimes like breaking in and decorating. Probably in neutral colours.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Awww! Tootin' my TA horn

I am a TA this year for Philosophy 100. I've had two tutorials so far. The course director for Philosophy 100 sent me this compliment that he received about my tutorials :

"A nice comment from one of your students:

My teaching assistant in your class, ______, is so unbelievably helpful and has made both discussions entertaining and successful."

Awww! I like you too students!

Monday, September 6, 2010

GPS Wheelchairs

In the midst of my grumblings about the CNE, I had a lovely moment that made me smile. I was locking up my bike one day by the gate and an elderly couple cruise (well, an elderly cruise) by joking with each other.

Lady: "Oh, that's where the Dufferin Gates are! My goodness."
Fella: "Well, I guess if we had come on our GPS wheelchairs we would have found it a little earlier."
Lady: (chuckling) "Yes, maybe. Maybe we would have."

Friday, September 3, 2010

Beautiful Yum

I made cupcakes and then cookies with the left over icing and I'm proud of them.

The cupcakes are made out of stripes of chocolate cake and lemon-ginger cake, with cream-cheese icing (plain and chocolate) and chocolate butterflies (milk and white). The cookies are crispy orange-maple cookies with chocolate-lemon cream cheese icing.