Something else to procrastinate with...

I cannot believe that I did not know this existed.

"Could it be true?" you ask. It's probably overstated. It doesn't take away from the hilarity, though.

And when you're done with that, go here. I'm sure the law students/lawyers will be equally humoured.

Left foot, right foot...

As a child/teenager my father would lecture me about taking care of my tools. "If you don't take care of them they will not take care of you" he would say. Of course, he was referring to dull blades on iceskates.

I do math equations in my head when I run. It helps distract me. As I am easily distracted, I usually spend the entire run thinking about the solution to one equation. I suppose I am also not great at calculus in my head. (But really, who is?) I used to tell people that I was "anti-derivative" until I realized that I didn't create that concept. Oh, I like this song.

I haven't been running well since my return. It was an effort and my knees and hip were a constant bother. My shoes were long past ineffective and I knew this. Complaining is for lazy people.

Today I ran. In my shiny new shoes. I ran and ran and ran. I did not think of math. I did not think of other life stresses. It was not until I finished that I realized that my knees did not hurt and that my hip did not ache.

And so my father was right yet again. It's amazing how much your parents learn when you leave home.

More, please.

Note to self: it is a bad idea to stick your finger in a cup of concentrated bleach.

I wouldn't be me if I didn't do such asinine things on a semi-regular basis, though.

My mind has been in a bit of a state, lately. Too many things are going on and I feel like I am more than a bit disorganized. Part of me hates it. The other part loves it. My new philosophy is to just let it happen, to enjoy it and to stop insisting on always having control. After all, life isn't always just about exams and living arrangements. It's also about laundry. And really ... who really wants to be in charge of that.

Sweetness of the salty wind...

This past weekend my interest in Feist was confirmed. I am always pleased when the second listen to an album is just as good, if not better, than the first.

On a downloading rampage I went back to Monarch (1999).

I like my covers to be heavy So I don't get cold when I sleep My love affairs always seem unsteady And I never go half-way when I weep Take me anywhere With you Take me in your care With you Take me anywhere With you Take me anywhere With you I'm still true

I wish it was cooling me ...

My Grey's has returned to me. *Swoon*

All I will say is that if I was Meredith and I had her family history I would have wrote that stupid test. The straw that broke the camel's back? Sure. Devastating? Definitely. Surprised? Nope. Self preservation and perseverance are essential. I don't for one second think that she didn't have it in her.

And Izzy? Good on you. That was the first rational thing you did all season.

Where’s the packing tape?

My brain has exploded and I’ve really only just started. Can I just sign a waiver promising that I will never practice tax and security law? If I could that would really make my day. No. It would make my month.

In a moment of complete submission I resorted to Much Music. Video Flow always makes me feel better. To my pleasant surprise Video on Trial was on. I love this show. Six videos (or is it five?) are played and different Canadian comedians make comments on the singing/acting/costumes (or lack thereof)/etc. The whole product is just enjoyable. It also helps that I happen to agree with most of what is said. (On a random side note it also reminded me of yet another reason I can’t wait to return to Toronto.)

This brings me to Beyonce and Shakira. “Beautiful Liar” was played frequently in both Spain and Italy* amidst pop music that just made no sense to me. I can’t stop singing it. God help those around me if I ever hear it when I am in one of those dancing places….

Yo se cosas que tu, nunca querres saber.

Another one of my guilty pleasures? You have no idea. The Video on Trial people liked it, though. They never like anything.

*Wikipedia tells me that in Italy, the song debuted at number one making it the first #1 single for Beyoncè and the third #1 for Shakira.

The value in questions...

She said she didn't think she could believe in God anymore. How could she? It makes perfect sense. He was 19. Young and beautiful. Ripped from the world almost within a blink of an eye.

But does it really have anything to do with the powers that be? Oh, I have my doubts, my issues, my beliefs. This was not the time.

She needed something else. Something I tried desperately to provide. I am a poor substitute for my mother.

I walked through the Vatican. I didn't have a holy experience. I gaped at the grandeur, the beauty and thought about the irony in Michaelangelo's bitterness. I actually felt closer to my grandmother than I did to God.

If the events of the last week and a bit have taught me anything it is that we only live once. Death is inevitable and in the end the moment is what matters. Sort of....

Carry me away. I need your strength to get me through this. Slowly walk away, To breathe again....