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Some thing that I forgot to mention the other day that was odd... I think it was Thursday, but it could have been Wednesdy. I don't remember. Last week is kind of blurred.

First of all, I saw Mr. K at work 9K for Kennedy, my highschool music teacher). He was walking by the window and just came in to see me, and see what I was up to. I made my life sond better than muffin wenching by telling him that I was done my MA and moving to Ontario to be an archaeologist. Which is acually true, so go me.

Later that day, I went to the mall with Hazel, and I saw another music person who I hadn't seen in ages (Siobahn. As an aside, wh
en trying to remember her last name, I thought for a minute that it was Harmond, before I remember that was an EIS name. But her name *does* start with an H, at least ;). She wants me to hep her in a Christmas concert, so I said I would do what I could, and now I have a rehersal at 3:30 to go to. I'm going to do some Bogganing now and then walk, or cab, or something. maybe go uptown at some point because I need some wax for my chocolates, arrr.

Eh, bugger if I can remember.

I finished reading A Storm of Swords last night/early this morning. Hazel is being pissy at me and won't let me say *anything*. Not even so much as "Damnit, so and so is an asshole!", for example. I think she is bitter because I finished before she did ;p I can't help it... I may start out trying to read a book or series slowly, but once I get into it, I can't stop. I get addicted to stories. Stories are like crack. And now I can't rants about this one even a little bit :( Unless I see Julie online, I suppoe.

The book thing made me remember. Jodie (a.k.a. freakwoman) game me presents last night: Two pirate-y books! Yaay! One of them looks absoluetly awesome. It is by
George Macdonald Fraser and is called simply The Pyrates. It is like... a satirical book about adventure books and pirate myths and eighteenth century culture. hilariously tongue in cheek, even from the could of pages I flipped through during ViS.

( I'll quote a passage if anyone wants to understand better )

Yeah, it rules muchly, anyway, and I partly finished the last book so that I could opursue this more portable one :D And now I must boggan! Boggan like there is no tomorrow! There may not be. You never know.

There was something else too, what was it....

This is the start of a poem I was inspired with this morning, for reasons of back pain upon waking.

I call it "The Monthly Charge"

The bees are massing in their hive
And with the multi-faceted eyes
They're scouting down the passageway
That runs between my warrior's thighs

I have ideas for more verses bu no time atm to work on it. Icing cookies.

yup, it sure is cold and wet and miserable out there. Joel should be getting off work shortly and if his parents are there to pick him up, hopefully they will be swinging by here to pick me up, and then stop at the co-op briefly to get some stuff, and then to his place for the evening, to do, um... something or other ^-^

Meanwhile, I've been reading the Pyrate book, which een had tongue-in-cheek little chapter summaries along the lines of "Oh, no what will happen to our dashing villaness? We will find out, but first we must return to the story of our dashing sea Captain, Avery..." sort of deal. I'm paraphrasing. I'm also eating KFC which we had delivered for dinner, and hoping that it wasn't a bad idea. I haven't had KFC in forever...