Today's Motto

It's just money, after all. 

(Things emily can do but won't do after the 2009 tax season: accounting, book keeping, taxes -- she says as the 11:59 p.m. tax deadline consumes her.)

Happy Birthday Neville

Five years ago today, I was fighting my way through labour. The fight was dirty. The fight was mean. Until 12:40, Neville's Birth Day is all I'll be thinking about. 

Today's Motto

Seriously. I'm really not worried.* About any of it. 

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*For all those out there who are losing their shit.

Things Found

Outside the MTL derby arena. 

Last week's stats

Milk: was definitely a good choice (on St. Viateur).

Number of:

couches slept on: 3

times I didn't get caught speeding: 12

neurons recorded from: 16

grants for next year obtained: 1

times I was hit on by women: 8

transgendered people that talked to me: 3

poutines that saved my life: 1

St. Viateur Bagels bought: 12

personal revelations: 2

outrageously beautiful days (read: HOT): 2 (1 per city)

times a wrong turn was taken: 4

party dresses purchased: 1 

work days skipped: 4

arabic lessons: 3

french lessons (trash-talk only): 1

fancy Toronto party invites: 1

nightmares: 5

times cake was eaten: 0 (boo)

naps in random places: 2

Things Happening

I'll be going away all weekend long to be with my fabulous brother. Sans my "normal" life. Sans my "normal" funtimes. Sans it all. I really hope I don't go blind (and believe me, there is a real chance of this). Read: I'm likely going to blow my mind.

MTL Roller Derby. Definitely NOT for sissies. 

(Try not to be too envious Dad.)

Things clarified

6:45 a.m. this morning while trying to "nuggle" with me:

Me: Lew, you are WILD 

[he was using me as a slide whilst playing peek-a-boo and "nuggling"]

Lew: No, no. I CRAZY. 

[His eyes glowed ever so softly]

And the "Hurricane Gene"* lives on.

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* My sister was dubbed "Hurricane Jane" as a toddler.