The drugs don't make me high, they make me neutral. ~Dr. Gregory House.
So Pauline, Melissa and I decided to celebrate our birthdays on Friday since our birthdays are all during the summer and we won't be together to celebrate. So yep. We went bowling but the place had to close early so we didn't get to bowl too much which was fine. Then we came back here and played poker. Which was fun except that I suck at it. We'd been playing for a bit and I had a couple cards. I thought they were pretty good but didn't really think too much of it. Dave folded and told me to show me his cards since he was out. I was positive he told me they were all out and that hand was finished, so I threw my cards on the table for everyone to see. Immediately Melissa was like "oh I fold". Everyone started laughing. So apparently I had the highest possible combination and I showed everyone. I won that hand regardless though.
Oh and Pauline and Melissa gave me Happy Feet for my birthday!! I was expecting it but its still very very exciting! I know what I"ll be watching as soon as I finish my seminar. Hehe
Now its Saturday evening, I'm working on my English paper, going to try and pass it in on Monday I think, just to get it out of the way. I just watched Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy. I enjoy that movie. Especially Marvin. Now I'm onto the 7th Part of Band of Brothers. I've been working on 6 through 10 since Christmas, this is the first time I"ve had time to get to it since then. Not that I really have time now. But anyways, figure Dave's probably gonna want them back someday soo...
Gonna clean the apartment tonight. Just realized people are probably gonna start looking at it soon since its now up for rent for May and I'd like it to be clean. Probably should remove the duct tape from the carpets too, doesn't look that great and I think Jack'll leave the holes alone.. or lets hope so. Luckily he didn't cause the holes, he just made them worse, which they should expect from a cat, so hopefully that won't kill getting my security deposit back.
Have I complained about not being paid for my work over Christmas yet? Cause I'm a bit frustrated about that. That's $400, and I could really use that to pay May's rent, since I still don't have a job lined up.
Anyways, back to my paper and such. Hope everyone's having a good weekend.
So.. I want to go to bed. But I can't. Cause I'm waiting for an email from someone (who said they'd get it to be by 11 - its now 12), so that I can send out another email.
So I'm just sitting here killing time... Melissa pointed out to me today that Finger Eleven has a new song out, they haven't had a new song since "One Thing", but I really like this one (Paralyzer, btw).
Got my sociology paper back. A! Whoo! I'm happy. First A on a paper thus far in my university career.
And apparently I'm cute and just adorable. Unfortunately not a sentiment shared by those I'd want it shared by but I"ll take it.
Ah, got the email so I can go to bed! Night all.
So I've the beginnings of a doozy of a migraine. I'm not going to complain though. Its been coming for awhile now, I'm surprised it held off till now especially with the way the last couple weeks have been.
So actually, I am a little ticked off at the head pain, since I have a job interview tomorrow and I know that if this progresses at this pace throughout the rest of the night I won't be able to see straight by tomorrow morning which means tomorrow's classes are going to be missed again. And on Friday, for the H4H bakesale which means I'll have missed all my MWF classes all week. Gahhh.. at least I'll get lots of reading done on Friday.
Anyways, I've nothing more that I care to share right now. So.. I'm going to go have a shower and then go to bed. Night. Hope everyone else's heads don't hurt as much as mine do.
I hate Mondays.
Not that it was really all that bad. I just don't like them, cause they always come with the forecast of work all week.
Speaking of work, I have a job interview on Wednesday. It doesn't pay well, but it would look good on a resume... I hope.
Went for a walk again today. This time I walked one way on the trail, which are nice. I think I'll wait till the snow goes away first though cause it was hard walking. I should probably consider the safety of walking them too... but oh well.. what's the worst that could happen really? Nothing I haven't dealt with before I'm sure and if I get like murdered or something, I won't really have to deal with that either so...
Anyways, gonna study for my sociology test tomorrow. Later.
Melissa's eating pizza. I'm eating rice and peas... enough said.
On another note, Jack is being very friendly, making it difficult for Melissa to work as he especially loves her.
I'm bored. I should be working but I don't want to. I've done work - halfway done my draft seminar outline, wrote up several cover letters, applied for a few jobs... I've worked. Now I'm gonna go to bed...and read a book and cuddle with my kitty. Night.
I've found the perfect jobs! Meat-cutter by day and exotic dancer by night! :)
Someone shoot me.
And I'm happy bout it. But it has sparked my missing Willow. Hopefully that'll go away soon.
Mom and Lindsay and Alex came up for a quick visit as well.
Pauline and I are discussing the difference between aggressive and assertive. And which we are. I said that I'm aggressive... I'll hit you to get what I want where as she'll convince you to give her what she wants.
I'm job-searching. Not going well I might add. If only cause I don't have enough job experience... grrr.. but anyways.
Nothing too exciting to share I don't think. My seminar is coming along quite nicely, I think I understand what I'm talking about now - Thanks! And I'm just glad I'm not Pauline or Melissa who are both freaking out over their 3000 word paper due tomorrow morning, one which neither of them have started.
Anyways, gonna keep up the hunt. Later.
Ooohh... so since I have no one to take me to this supposedly wonderful place called the SPCA that has a whole room dedicated to cats. I"ve heard stories. I discovered they have a website! And ooo... look at the kitty! 
Its absoulutely beautiful out. I just came back from a really nice walk. I'm proud. Been outside walking (and puddle-jumping) for the past three days. My attempt to medicate the depression without the use of drugs. So far its not working, but its only been 3 days. That and perhaps I"ll sleep better with some fresh air.
And I need to get in shape. My mother has lost a ton of weight (well maybe not a ton...) and she's not far away from my weight and I don't want to sound mean, but umm... I can't weigh the same as my mother so that needs to be fixed.
Had a great chat with a classmate yesterday, it was really nice to just talk to someone who had the same fears about school and career issues as I do. And to just talk in general. I don't know what I"m going to do this summer with no one to talk to. Just like casual talking, not serious conversations, just everyday, "what's been going on" kind of talking. But that's when I really appreciate my mother. I called her last night too and we talked for over an hour, not about anything too important but just to tell someone what I've been up to is nice. Typing it on here just doesn't cut it and talking to myself just seems redundant.
Speaking of talking to myself, I've caught myself talking out loud to myself. I carry on conversations with myself (and others - I play out how a conversation should go or how it did go etc) in my head all the time. That doesn't worry me anymore (though it probably should) but now I'm actually talking out loud and then replying. Out loud. Maybe I just miss having my cat to talk to, dear goodness I hope that's just it. I'll let you know after he's been back for awhile.
Anyways, I'm gonna go shower (Its warm enought to sweat on a leisurely walk) and have supper (I made poached salmon with a nice lemon basil white sauce last night, and I have leftovers). I need to work on my philosphy seminar and read for Sociology and then Pauline wants to run a couple errands and then I had plans to watch movies.
My family are coming to visit tomorrow. For the whole day. Sooo... tomorrow's out for anything fun so I might as well do it tonight... and I plan on having a drink or two as well... and I definetly can't do that with my family here. Anyways, off I go!
Happy Spring!
We're currently discussing subjective and objective views regarding intent in criminal liability. Terribly interesting but it makes my brain hurt cause I can't decide which I like best. Take this case for instance.
Aside from the amusement that this case arouses in me, especially the: "You got me Dave, I'm dead." (if the man knows your name... shouldn't you think - "hmm.. maybe I should stop shooting"? - anyways, beside the point).
But anyways, the subjective view regarding this would say that since the man had no intent to kill the guy (he was just shooting at the gas tank - though I thought shooting at a gas tank was dangerous and would cause large explosions resulting in death (so he would have intent) but this didn't come up in our discussion of it so I must just watch too many action movies) he's probably just guilty of manslaughter.
But if you take the objective view, he's guilty of murder.
See, I prefer the subjective view. Where we just charge people with stuff regarding their intent. He did not intend to kill the man etc, but then I'm sorta like.. oh but now we're letting someone somewhat off the hook for killing someone.. see my dilemna? Sooo... sometimes the objective view (charging on whatever the outcome is) makes much more sense.
Another situation we discussed was about the man who thought he was transporting heroin across the border but it turned out it was only marijiuna. Should he be charged for transporting marijiuna or heroin? He may have only been transporting marijiuana (gotta love how many different ways I've spelt that.. its hard word to spell I tell ya, we didn't study that one in elementary school spelling) but he intended to transport heroin. So in a completely subjective view, you'd go for the heroin one, but objectively, the marijiuana.
What if it was the other way around? What if he thought he was transporting marijuana but it was actually heroin? Should he get the worse punishement even if he only intended the more minor crime?
You see why this hurts my brain? And really, can we just change it from case to case? Is that really fair? I don't think its fair, how are people to know what the law says if it changes from one situation to another?
My great amount of interest and enjoyment in all this stuff is making me pretty certain I want to take another Philosophy of Law class next year and the year after.. and maybe even find somewhere I can study it for grad school. But I can think about and research that after the semester is over - no time now. Anyways, meeting Diana for coffee or maybe icecream so I must be off. Hope I made sense in that above speil.
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So I decided I needed to relax for a bit this afternoon, so I grabbed my book (In which I understand what's going on now, btw) and went to Chapters, where I bought a nice tasty coffee and found a nice cosy chair and sat and read for awhile. Its been a really long time since I've indulged my love of reading and I think I deserve it, its nice to just settle into a really good book and just forget about the world. I need to do it more often.
However, a funny thing happened at Chapters. I was in line for my coffee and coughing like I have been lately. Alot. Anyways, a man behind me says "You should have that cough checked out." I turn around, and to my great suprise and amusement its actually the doctor who I saw about the cough at the emergency room last week. I said with a large grin "Actually I already have, and you said it was just a cold and that it would go away." The look on his face was great, "Well I was probably right then, it'll go away." We had a good laugh.
Got a bit frustrated with Chapters too, I'm reading C.S. Lewi's first book in his Space Triology, and I want the second one. But Chapters doesnt' have it. They have the first and they have the third. I'm kinda mad. And might I point out - the third one is much much longer than the first one.
Also discovered today that the selection of shoe stores and therefore shoes is very sparse in this city. I think I'm going to have to check downtown and if that doesn't work, I'll wait till the next time I head back home. I did get a nice spring coat to replace the one I ruined on the trip. And it was cheap and its even nicer than the other one.
Anyways, going to go make food. Read some Sociology and Phil of Law and then maybe finish up that book tonight. Tootles.
In my distraction earlier, I stumbled across a slight problem. I was watching something and it referenced eating horses. And I thought..."why don't we eat horses?" Of course, the obvious answer that came to mind was "oh but they're like pets, we domesticate them and they live near people on farms." But that doesnt' work. Cause we do the same thing with cows and chickens. Technically they're just as domesticated as a horse or a dog.
So yeah... now its got me thinking.. and I'm not sure if I'm thinking a) its okay to eat horses and we should be eating them (this then carries with it that, if we eat horses, we should eat cats and dogs) or b) we shouldn't be eating horse, and we also shouldn't be eating cows or chickens.
Hmm...
I've got my leftover alphaghetti and I've made it to the homestretch of my soc paper! Just need another page and half or so and I should be good and best part is, I've still got lots to say.
So the plan is to finish that by 5:30 or so. Then eat and clean up my room. And then start on my History paper. Which will... be painful to say the least.
But something that's not painful. Saw the apartment today. Its perfect. I knew what it was gonna look like before I say it but its in great shape and its got an extra huge storage room that kinda took me by wonderful surprise! Five closets in a one bedroom apartment = absolutely wonderful for the crazy organized girl in me! The landlady is pretty sure I'll be able to get it, so now I just need to wait and keep my fingers crossed and then do the moving out part. Which grr.. not looking forward to but oh well, hopefully this'll be the last time in a really long time.
Anywhoo, back to the work. I'll check in later!
5:51pm - Finished my Sociology Paper!! A really wonderful young lady is gonna proof if for me (my thanks a million:) And I am going to go have a hot shower to relax and warm up (its chilly in here). Yep. And then food, food would be good. Healthy food too - cause I only bought healthy food - so I have no choice.
I have a problem, my hand is really hurting... which makes it really hard to do alot of typing and I have another 3000 words ahead of me tonight (and tomorrow I guess)... grr.. anyways, gonna go rest it.
7:12pm - I've had a nice warm shower and I've read a couple short stories. Supper is on and I've got 174 words of my history paper. Gahhhh
8:02pm - Mom just called to say they had to put my grandmother in the hospital. She has an aortic anureysim (that is not spelt right and I don't even care) and they're afraid of it rupturing or whatever they do. If it does, it'll kill her, there won't be anything they can do for it. So yeah, Mom was filling out forms and wanted my opinion on whether or not to sign a DNR for her. That was fun. Gahhhh....
On another note - I need headphones. Like headphony ones, not the ones that go in your ears cause after a couple hours they start to hurt. Anyways, back to it.
9:39pm - 342 words. And we have a meeting tomorrow night, which means I have to have the bulk of this finished by tomorrow at 5pm. Possible yes, but I'm sleepy and I want to take some gravol and go to bed.
10:10pm - To wake myself I thought I"d take the survey the university sent out, you know the whole, nothing'll change if I don't do something kind of thing so I'm doing what I can - filling out a survey. They said it'd take 15 minutes or so... its been 30 and I"m only 60% done. Good grief!
10:21pm - My Yahoo! toolbar keeps saying I have a new email but its lying to me. And that's mean, cause I get so excited at the prospect of new email.
12:17pm - 1062 words! Going to bed now. I've got 3 hours between class and Habitat meeting tomorrow night to finish and then I'm going to have a drink tomorrow night. After the work I've done the last few days. I deserve it. Yes. I do. Don't you dare you think otherwise.
Tuesday, 6:42pm - Okay, I know I said I'd have the paper done by the meeting. Well... I didn't get it completely done. I socialized instead. That's much better I think. So I am currently at 1581. Only 200 to go and then I'm going to find someone to keep me company... I miss my cat.
9:01pm - well... 1697...I should be farther ahead but I'm not! I'm on a search for saints and I need a book.Cause I refuse to use the internet as a source. So I'm going to get my sister to give me some info from a book they have. Though I did just remember that I have several books here, that I own on early modern Europe. Wish I'd realized that earlier. In a completely different note, my tastes in music... they scare me sometimes.
Calls for procrastination!
Sociology paper on lesbian mothers due on Tuesday at 10am. I started it at 3:30 this afternoon. For awhile I considered going to the Habitat potluck tonight. Decided that was a bad idea. It is 4:48pm and I have 364 words of 2000 done. I have to finish this tonight, Because....
History paper on reasons for entering the convent due on Wednesday at 1:30pm. Yet to be started and....
Psychology Paper on Chapters 5-8 tomorrow morning at 9:30am. I studied for a bit last night and then ended up reading a realllly good book for a few hours before falling asleep.
In exciting yet very distracting news, an apartment (one absolutely perfect for Jack and I) has become avaiable - so I must go look at that tomorrow or at least call about it. Anyways, back to work. I'll check back in later on.
Update: Its 7:36pm and I have 852 words. I'm getting closer to be halfway done! I think. I am now going to take a stress break - in which I will wash dishes cause I'm stressed. Then make food. So.. back in a bit!
Update #2: 9:12pm - I got distracted by Titanic, I've now seen all of it. But I've got 1171 words!
Update #3 - 1:03pm - Took a break after 1463 words cause my hand was cramping and I was getting tired of writing. Watched a couple episodes of Rome... they almost killed off my favorite character, Titus Pullo (not like Marco Polo by the way:). But they didn't. Thank goodness, or I might have refused to watch anymore. Anyways, now I'm back here, my hand is still cramping up so we're gonna stick to studying for the rest of the evening. So night all!
Just freaked out at mom on the phone. See.. nothing ever goes well with my family. Nothing. I was supposed to go home tonight to visit and go to an eye appointment tomorrow, then Mom bringing Jack and I back on Saturday. Well now she doesn't think she can. Which means he has to stay back in Saint John for another week or more till someone can bring him back up. Well I don't want to wait another week. I want him back now. Apparently this immature and unreasonable. As is being upset about her pretty much killing my other cat while I was away. Apparently its immature to have wanted maybe the vet's thougths and advice on the situation before just putting her down. I realized Willow wasn't well, I knew that, and I"d told mom that, and she seems to have taken that as my permission for her to do whatever she wanted with her while I was gone. So she kinda went a little crazy, they could have taken her to the vet, had her sedated or something and then maybe done some tests, confirm "their" suspicious. Cause I find out now that the suspicions about a brain tumor were my mother's and NOT the vet's. She never actually spoke with the vet. Nor did she ever really get my permission, she just went ahead and did it. And I"m mad. And I kinda think I have a bit of a right to be... and sure, maybe I"m being a huge baby who's crying over nothing, but... that "nothing" was my cat and I kinda loved her and now she's just gone and she thinks I should be perfectly fine with that. And my wanting my other cat back soon is silly and I should be concentrating on school work, but sorry, instead I"m sitting here wondering what he could do to make her have him put down too.
I just want to stop coughing to the point of throwing up and to stop blowing my damn nose, I want this semester to be over and I want my one remaining cat in my arms now. Is that too much to ask?
I wrote a midterm in my History of European Women class at the end of February. I studied alot for that midterm, and did really well, or at least I thought I did well. I got it back today. I did great on the second half but the first half my prof is claiming that I did not answer the question. As far as I know I did however, there's no other way I could have answered it, we studied no other material in the course thus far that could have sufficiently answered it any differently than how I did. I'm really mad. Cause she failed me on that part, giving me only a C when I should have easily had an A.
I'm going to go talk to her. I'm not giving up easily, at least not until I have a good reason behind my receiving that mark, which will included what she really meant by that question and what she wanted for an answer.
Anyways, I'm going to go pout angrily with a good book that has nothing to do with school, cause I'm on strike from that class for awhile. Grr...
I think I'm going through Hugh Laurie withdrawal. Luckily last week's episode of House, which I hear was pretty good, is almost done downloading! And there's a House on tonight, be it a repeat or not, I'll be watching.
So we're home. Finally. And thank goodness.
It was a good time but I'm glad to be back at home with regards to the being sick part.
Spent yesterday at the hospital/clinic with Dave. We have drugs now. I don't know 'bout him but I'm breathing much easier now. Still coughing like crazy and still feeling extremely weak and tired though. Hopefully that'll pass soon. Was just talking to Jeff. Poor guy's sick too. I expect a few others will be getting it soon too.
Luckily, so far one of my profs has given me an extra four days to write my paper. Waiting to hear back from another. Hopefully, I'll get a few extra days for that one too. I could probably get them done but the puffer makes me too shaky and dizzy and weak all that to do anything really, but I"ll take that over not being able to breathe anytime. I got oxygen yesterday. That was fun. Which explains how I got in before Dave, cause in my mind he was much sicker. He really gave me a good scare on Friday. I guess that's a good way to get back at me for last year's trip so I won't complain but I had no realized that colds could make one feel that bad.
So yeah, no hospital trips (though we were seriously considering taking Dave in, we even discussed what we could to do knock him out, knowning he'd never let us take him)this year! No broken bones, no real injuries really other than the sick people.
So yep... not too much else to share. Gonna work on my paper that definetly isnt' getting an extension.. i.e. the one that was due this morning. So yeah... later!
I've definetly had better experiences... umm... well... I'm sick. Have been for a few days now. The first day was just horrible violent illness (wasn't the only one either, Dave and another girl were quite sick as well), I however am not recovering as nicely as they have. I can't keep any food down whatsover and the weakness is starting to become a problem, especially with the whole building houses thing... you know the point of this trip? Also... I should have great ab muscles by the end of this... they hurt like I"ve been doing situps for the past three days.
So yeah... and to add to the sick... when I called Mom yesterday looking for sickness support and mother comforting, I got the news that we were going to need to put Willow down. She'd been sick the last couple of days I guess and then did one of her freak out things, one that no one could calm her down from... the doctor believes it to have been a brain tumour or something like that...so yeah... I'm am less one cat now... and I can't say I'm too happy about the idea... yeah, well umm.. happy definestly is not what I'm feeling right now. Definetly not. I know really know what to feel... part of me feels silly for being so upset over the loss of a cat, and another part of me is angry tht I couldn't have been there... and just gahhh...
Anyways, I have some more being sick to do and possibly some school work.. so yeah.. I'm off... I'll post later when I get home, with some uplifting news (yet to be experienced mind you).
Just a quick hi before I leave. Its Saturday morning. Its too early to be awake and sitting at a computer and I'm a tad bit sleep. And hungry actually. But my toast is cooking.
We leave in an hour or so for Virginia. I'm excited, but a bit stressed, not sure exactly what the contributing factor to that is but hopefully it'll pass. Hate to seem childish but I"m also a bit homesick already. I hate that... okay, maybe its not homesick but I definetly get awfully anxious when I travel and am away from home. But I have gravol for the driving - that should help and enough school work while not house-building to make me forget I ever had a home.
So, hope Everyone's spring breaks are productive and fun. And I will see with you when I get back, with no tales of ambulance rides or drugs to make one feel like they were dead.
Have a great break!
So last night when I couldn't sleep and Melissa was writing a paper we watched Firefly. Which is kinda fun, cause I really do like that show and I haven't watched it in awhile. In the course of watching we were discussing the men in the show... okay, actually it was spurred by a comment something like "Jayne is sooo hot" by Melissa.
It resulted in a discussion on the difference between Simon and Jayne. It was quite quickly agreed upon that Simon was cute, in a run your hands through his hair kind of way. And that Jayne (in Melissa's words) had "raw sex appeal" and you just wanted to rip his clothes off.
And Wash, well he's just a mix of the two.
We didn't discuss anyone else. But no one else really matters. :)
