At This Point I Must Have Lost My Presence of Mind

Yesterday was the first day of classes, and so far everything looks promising! Even my early economics class wasn't too bad, the professor seems quite relaxed and groovy and there are lots of people I know. Geography surprised me: it looks like it's going to be Guns, Germs, and Steel: The Class, but could be fun anyway. Carly and Wendy from my first-year environmental studies class last year are in it with me, and so is Lisa, who I know through Notl.

This has been a wonderful week for being out-and-about. I've been out for lunch and shopping with Steph. My love for her apartment continues: how do all my friends have such fab places? Monday and Thursday I went out with Kyle, the first time for dinner and the second for Timmy's and a walk by the canal. He told me he got kicked off his junior high basketball team for "profanity", which seems totally inconsistent because he really doesn't swear that much. Who knew? But really, I think everyone gets a free pass for things they do junior high, because in junior high one is basically hormone stew seasoned with delicious spicy angst. Anyway... Tuesday I went rock climbing with Jacob near Luskville, which was most excellent once we had gotten out of the hell-maze that is Gatineau and once I had stopped trying to make us take the highway to Montreal. We parked, with permission, at an equestrian centre and struck off toward the rocks for a couple of hours of scaling rocks. I failed to negotiate a fairly easy slab due to psychological problems I have with finding handholds, but then had a great time on a course where Jacob had set up a top-rope. And then I tried to come down and found that the rope had jammed in a crack. So Jacob and I both hauled down, but the rope kept me dangling six inches above the ground. I figured that at this point, one more haul would dislodge the rope and, in accordance with the Laws of Comedy, I would thud to the ground in a loose impersonation of the Bricklayer's Letter sketch. This did not happen, but the rope didn't unstick itself, either. Eventually we were able to loosen my harness and I elegantly tipped myself out of it upside-down. And we did get the rope back, so no harm done.

Today is just a day of errands, reading, and laundry, though there is talk of an Outing of some kind later. Hooray! Katherine is out at a meeting for a policy forum, and I am all on my onesie, so it is once again very quiet. This is the last weekend before school really starts in, so I had best make the most of it. And that is what I am off to do.

As a bonus for the readers who have made it this far, here is a photo of how I learned that "mossy rock" does not mean "round, non-painful rock".