Silence, Honk-Inciters!

Well, there are people twenty-four storeys down on the corner of the big intersection who are waving some kind of "Honk To Validate ___" poster and people are honking at them. Then they scream. Were I in any way interested in sports I would probably know what they are honking and screaming about, but as it is I have no idea what's going on aside from that whatever is going on it is clearly audible from twenty-four storeys up. Not a good way to start a glorious Friday.

I say "glorious" because it has finally cooled off a bit. It was in the low thirties off and on for several weeks and I was not amused. But now fall is coming in, the trees are changing, and I can wear pants instead of my lightest linen skirt. All is well. School is starting up in earnest, too. I have readings and notes and big case studies for law. I am already scared of that last one, though my poli sci essay looks like "the sweetest deal known to man" (to quote Mulroney, what a megalomaniac he is). It's five pages to my case study's twelve. We'll see how those turn out.

This is a nice point in the year because there isn't so much work that you can't cope. You can still take a few hours to do something nice, so last night I did. After our co-op information session, Katherine and I went downtown and wandered around for a bit, stopping for pizza and to lust after beautiful paper at her favourite paper store. We found ourselves saying things like "ooh, a vermilion vellum envelope, that's what you want! Or maybe the Italian parchment, that feels gorgeous... Eee! Look at these Christmas placecards!" Then it was on to the National Gallery for a few hours. It's free for students on Thursday evenings, so why not? I am very much into the Renaissance stuff, and Katherine likes abstract and modern pieces. Those I can take or leave, though I do like a good Magritte -- I find those reproductions of famous portraits where he turns the sitters into coffins grimly amusing.

It's been a pretty good week. On the weekend, I went to a BPAPMers-only party (several people brought their non-BPAPM friends, so Notl, a journalism major, didn't feel alone after all). The next night there was a housewarming party at Notl, Joni, Devin, and Diana's. It was also to celebrate Diana's tanned return from Portugal, where she had been visiting family. I saw all of the 10th Glen people, which was mostly nice, with a few exceptions (old, angst-filled love triangles make for awkward party-going even for those not implicated). I helped Jacob put up posters for cross-country, and I ran into a few people from 3rd Dundas last year. Kemi is in my Monday night poli sci class, which is great because she's great and I was worried I wouldn't see her this year. In slightly less happy-sparkly news, my law course looks like lots and lots of work. The first week, he gave us the Peace of Westphalia to read in addition to several chapters from our incredibly dense textbook. And this was a fairly light week.

Unlike last weekend's festivities, I anticipate a quiet couple of days. I'll probably be home most of the time, just hanging out and obsessively watching our growing collection of Eddie Izzard comedy routines and reading for law. So if you miss me, then give me a call. I will be happy to hear from you. As it is, I'm planning on calling a few of the kids from home.

For those interested, I know what I want for a Christmas, birthday, or "aren't you fabulous" present: the new Corb Lund album Hair In My Eyes Like a Highland Steer. Yes, shocking, Jessica is asking for country music. But it's so darn catchy! It's this week's CKUA album of the week. I asked for it at a small record store and the guy said "uh, we don't have it, but he's on the cover of Excite this week." So I guess Corb is hitting the big time, if by "the big time" we mean the cover of a free weekly entertainment paper.

One last thing: I Harth Darth is fantastically hilarious, and I haven't linked to it before, so here it is. Elise found it a number of weeks ago, and I've been reading it with glee. Bye, all!