Oh my gahd! They staged a -- well, what *would* you call it?

Holy mother of fuck!

This is what happens when I spend 36 hours holed up with my girlfriend.

History gets made and I have no idea it's happening.

Wah! :-D


While I'm not thrilled that the corporate tax cuts are going ahead, I *am* thrilled that the funding is being restored to the arts! YAY! :-D


I was not expecting this. It's kind of crazy. My government just staged a coup proposed a reorganization of power in the house of commons which is entirely legitimate under the constitution of Canada and under Westminister Parliamentary proceedure. (I didn't think they had it in them...) It's a bit creepy, but it's also a government quite a bit closer to the one I want.

Anyway. We'll see how this pans out. :-)

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Soooooooooo... I haven't accomplished a whole hell of a lot today, but I've accomplished some stuff. Hurrah.


I sent my resume off to POWER, and also to one of my agencies (one who I got a message from, asking if I happen to be looking for work).

I got my compost the hell out of my kitchen (although the flowers still need to go).

I got the ends tied off on my would-be flogger. (Sometimes I wonder why I don't just get one of those mop-head from the grocery store... It'd be the same thing, basically. ;-)

I picked up milk and soymilk (and coffee-yoghurt, which is what I've eaten for dinner today -- hahaha. So healthy).

I uploaded portfolio pictures to my facebook account. Which, I realize, I don't actually use all that much. But I figure that since I've got the thing (it does, occasionally, prove handy), I may as well use it to host pictures and such-like.

I mailed my letters to Paul and my grandmother. (Paul's letter included - and was sent to provide - a cheque for his half of the paltry sum we made selling our <*cough*>my<*cough*> antique furniture after the split).

I took a peak at the website of a local singing teacher (not a very useful one -- if you have a website, have a freaking contact-us email. I mean, *really*. Why bother otherwise? Anyway, I digress) and at one of the tribal fusion teachers in town (Lesley -- she runs Shakti Fusion bellydance and also teaches yoga).

So, while the dishes are (still) not done, I did get some stuff accomplished.


Anyway. Around 4:30, it was starting to get dark, I hadn't turned on any lights yet, and I realized that I was feeling really mopey.
I decided that I had to get out of the house. (Note: Sara and I both get like this, apparently, albeit for slightly different reasons. But either way, we may find ourself moping together one of these days, at which point I will have to take it upon myself to say "you wanna go for a walk and get some fresh air?" or something, as it might allow us to shake off the "cooped up with too much and/or not enough to do" feeling and feel better again).
Anyway. What *I* did was this:

I went and picked up my groceries (sadly, there was no steel wool at the Hartmann's, but otherwise things went fine) and then I went and sat in the Umi Cafe for about three hours, nursed a coffee, scribbled a couple of sentences (brain going too fast for the rest of me, at this point - oh well) in a "journalling" kind of way, chatted with Sherry (the new gal working at Umi -- I've known her since we were both very little girls. She went to my mom's church back when it was my church, too), and - for the most part - read my book.


The book is The New Topping Book, which I am quite enjoying. :-) It brings stuff up that, in turn, let me get inside my own head, if you will. Very handy that way. (I kinda want to read its counterpart - The New Bottoming Book - as well).


Anyway. With that in mind, I think I'll read a little more and maybe send a letter to my Young Lady. :-)


- TTFN,
- Amazon. :-)