The Gawden State

I am having a decent weekend, having broken out of my "Wraaa! Jessica Smash!" cycle. I was having one good/decent day followed by one dreadful day, consistently from Monday til Thursday. Maybe someone has my voodoo doll in a centrifuge or something. Friday was good, though, so the vicious continuum was broken. Whee.

If you have talked to me, you know, at all in the past couple of days you will know that one of the reasons my weekend has been so good is that I went out to the movies with Katherine (also got some excellent bagels -- Mum, I have found a good bagel place in Canada!) and saw two fabulous movies very cheaply and now I can't shut up about them. I simply loved Garden State. Napoleon Dynamite was dynamite as well, but Garden State had a certain je ne sais quoi. (I am on a mission to use as many italics in this post as possible, okay?) Anyway, if you get the chance to catch one or both of them, do it! End of infomercial.

Mum is coming in nine days! The excitement builds. I am already planning stuff to do: there is the aforementioned bagel place, a walk by the river or the canal, perhaps a visit to Parliament... It should be fun. I do not plan on getting any work done and neither should she.

Other than that, life continues. The history midterms haven't been handed back yet, which is giving everyone a case of the vapours. My Big Bad Essay is shaping up nicely, I think, though there is more work left to do than I would like. Naturally.