Sunday, November 18, 2007

Some Clarification.

I am tentatively attached to the internet. AT HOME!!!

Re: two posts ago.
Jamie Oliver; on the Husband List. Jian Ghomeshi; still off. Stephen Colbert; I'm thinking about it. (That's Colbert the actor, not Colbert the character.) (Just saving myself from constantly making that distinction might be enough reason to keep him off.)

Re: last post.
I went to the Toronto Remembrance Day Ceremony. My housemate, C, went with me, which made me happy because I prefer to weep silently in public next to someone I know as opposed to weeping silently in public by myself.

Ok, back to life.
I have been less busy, really, than I have been in the first 10 weeks of my Torontoness.

On November 13th, we started a new semester, so I got rid of mt Bad Seed, my Lounger, my Deer-In-The-Headlights, and my Live-Action Comic Book Guy. I now have the Cool Geek, the Mature Go-Getter, and the Annoying Twins (not actual twins).

I'm teaching a World Relgions class, which is giving me wowzers in the trousers. I love it so much. There's some prep involved, but for the most part, I can just riff. We have gone through a unit of Aboriginal Spirituality, and then the Early Religions Unit, which consited of Zoroastrianism, Jainism, Confucianism, Taoism, and Shinto.

Next weekend my sister is visiting, which will be a nice appetizer to my trip home for winter break. I've booked a flight for the 22nd of December. Holy crapper, I can't wait. I get to see the fam and my girlies again, and I'll fill my face with my mother's cooking.

It's gotten very cold in Toronto. It was snowing on Friday morning when I left for work. All the leaves are down, and I enjoy kicking them as I walk down the sidewalk, even though I'm sure all the whimsy will buy me a syringe in the foot.

I rather like my neighbourhood. It's bookended with sketchvilles, but my stretch of street is quite nice. Apparently there were at least druggies, if not drug dealers, in the house before us, so I'd like to think I'm contributing to gentrification* of the area.

Sunday, November 11, 2007

Benedictus Benetictat.

A short announcement to present a third pillar of the Church of Catherine:

Always attend Remembrance Day Ceremonies.

Sunday, November 04, 2007

One More Week! One More Week!

There's only one more week of this, my first semester.

Yeah, biz-natch! I own you!

I handed back term papers on Friday, and it cast a true pall over the class. Everyone was so quiet, it weirded me out in a big, bad, dirty way. It was like they were telepathically planning to mutiny.

In other news, I think I'm replacing my lost husband with a new model. This will be the first non-actor, non-singer on my list, but I'm happy with my choice. I think we can officially welcome Jamie Oliver to Cate's Husband List. I've loved this character for quite some time, but didn't consider him until today. Now, I know what you're thinking: I rarely act so rashly when it comes to the H.List, but I'm confident in this one.

So, Jamie'll be number 13, and I want feedback from you kind readers regarding a possible number 14.

Finally, I want to apologise about the lack of posting in the last couple of months. My computer doesn't work with the wireless we have at the house, so I have to buy a card. I'm upstairs on B's compy now.

The house is great and I'm having a lot of fun with my housemates. They're all solid folks. We went out last night to celebrate C's birthday. I personally think the night was ruined by the shittity shit-poor DJs. There was one never-ending track which had intermittant screaming, and then there was another never-ending crap track which sampled the opening hook of "Jump Around" with a shit "b-b-b-b-b-b-b-breakdown" thing. DON'T TEASE ABOUT HOUSE OF PAIN!!! Can I dance to a little James Brown, please? Kanye? Is that too much to ask? I have to go back to the Dance Cave.

I'm doing ok, living in this city, but because I'm so busy at work, I really haven't been able to explore as much as I'd like. And on weekends, I'm so burnt out, I just want to vegetate in my fuzzy robe. I miss PEI, and family and my girlfriends there, and smelling the ocean, and Charlottetown's lack of hobos, and just the familiarity of that environment, but I do like the anonymity of the big city, too. I must say, though, I can't wait to get home for Christmas break. December 21st!