Thoughts from the Post-Scriptum

i really do.

i often find i get the giggles at meetings, funerals, whilst having sex, while fighting... all sorts of really bad times.

gillian and i have a particular talent for picking really depressing movies to see together, it started with crash, then it was deepa mehta's water and most recently it was the last king of scotland.

i don't want to ruin the movie but let's just say it's about Idi Amin one of Uganda's most brutal dictators, you know it's not going to end well. as we were leaving we both started giggling about eating too many licorice nibs and silly things in general. i think it's the way i cope when dealing with intense situations or information.

*giggles*

i work best when i have someone to best or conquer.

in grad school i hadn't met that person until last friday when she appeared in full force and has motivated me to not only best her but to better myself in the process.

it's nice to have someone to best in a test of geekiness again.

so i'm currently working on a gloryhole/tearoom production/academic project. i feel the more forward slashes i put into the description the cooler my project sounds... it's all about post-modern hybridity these days.

in order to gather some opinions from participants i posted a few ads on craigslist and on squirt just stating what my project was about and if people would be willing to answer some questions.

it's been an interesting couple of days so far.
so if anyone who reads this has sex in bathrooms, let me know!

It only makes sense that as my personal life begins to fall apart that things in my professional life start to come together nicely. I got this email today, last year when I applied to sshrc I was cut in the first round, it's nice to know that I've made it through to the final stage this time.

The Social Sciences and Humanities Research Council acknowledges receipt of
your application to the Canada Graduate Scholarship - Master's.

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software, it may appear as though there is an attachment. If so, please
ignore the message.

i'm off to nyc today, it's been an up and down month so i've been looking forward to this trip for a few weeks now.

i'll be coming home to piles and piles of work that i've been procrastinating but i think more than anything right now i need a new york minute to clear my head and get ready for a really stressful few weeks.

absofuckinglutely.

have i mentioned how much i love new york?

being there, taking the subway, walking around chelsea, the east village, downtown, uptown, brooklyn it was all just amazing and awe-inspiring... yes, even brooklyn.

i used to say that while i loved visiting new york i could never live there, now i'm not so sure the idea of living in new york is really appealing.

for anyone who is heading to nyc and wants to check out some amazing (and affordable) theater, head over to the east village kraine theater and check out the new york neo-futurists production "too much light makes the baby go blind". 30 plays in 60 minutes, if they sell out they order pizza for the audience, well worth heading over.

while at the moma i saw jackson pollock's lavender mist, quite possibly my favourite painting or close to it.

standing infront of it looking at the swirls and splatters of paint i almost started to cry.

in other news, it's his birthday toda... happy birthday snarfy!

when i was little i wanted to go to Hillman College, just like the cast from "A Different World"

britney spears is a hideous bald woman, there i said it.

i joined facebook. fucking peer pressure.

i miss yoga... i need to get back into it.

This is the best news I've gotten in a really long time...

Night Of My Life by Damien Leith

Here we are,
Shooting stars,
Renting time in someone else’s space

So unsure
Afraid to fall
I’m standing here
A little scared
But I don’t care

‘Cos this kind of moment, is only on loan and
I wanna remember the look in your eyes
When it’s all over I want you to know I was with you when I
Had the night of my life

So don’t let go
You never know
Maybe your whole life’s about to change

So let’s hold on
Until it’s gone
Nothing’s made to last forever
Who knows whether

This kind of moment is only on loan
Sometimes you don’t know until it passes you by
And when it’s all over I want you to know that I was with you when I
Had the night of my life

Maybe this whole thing comes right down to faith,
From every choice that we think that we make
Has put us right here together today

This kind of moment
Is only on loan and,
It won’t be too long till it leaves us behind
And when it’s all over I want you to know that I was with you when I
Had the night of my life,
The night of my life,
The night of my life

~Damien Leith