Entries from September 2008

Thursday, September 25th, 2008

A Canadian In A Club

Whenever I go to concerts, I stand somewhere in relation to a high traffic area and suddenly become the policewoman on duty to wave people through. I don’t know wether I have a natural selection to stand by walkways. Or if I just like to be close to an exit.   There is a theory [...]

Friday, September 19th, 2008

Make That A Double

Today I was walking to class…   Oh. Hang on. Backtrack. I am a student again. Third degree lucky.   It was an impulsive decision. In fact, I made it at seven o’clock on Monday night. Yet, most of my decisions are rather spur-of-the-moment. There is a very short thought process involved in all of [...]

Monday, September 15th, 2008

Bubble Fun

On Sunday I went to a beach sculpture exhibit. And… I’m just not a fan of art that I could do myself. “What is this? Art By Numbers?” I asked Russell. “No, I actually made it from scratch. Myself,” the artist responded after eves dropping. “Oh. Well. Umm. Kudos you…Russell, my work here is done. [...]

Friday, September 12th, 2008

Catch Me If You Can

I have the dream diet of a five-year-old child. When I graduated from my first degree, I celebrated with a glass (read: bottle) of Moet and a giant lollypop while my family and friends nibbled on cheese that I can’t even pronounce, let alone digest. I don’t eat anything from the middle of the Nutritional [...]

Wednesday, September 10th, 2008

It's Trivial

Today I took my Nanna to the dentist. After smoking around a car park with her chiwawa, waiting, we loaded ourselves back into the car and I drove at fifty kilometres an hour. “One of the most special memories in my life is of you when you were two,” Nanna said through the cotton wool [...]

Monday, September 8th, 2008

I Give A Fuck About An Oxford Comma

Ever since Vampire Weekend brought it to my attention, I have become obsessed with oxford commas. But I don’t discriminate. I’m also having a renewed love affair with full stops, exclamation points and commas in general.   And heaven help the person who forgets to punctuate in my presence. The pen, I assure you, is [...]

Friday, September 5th, 2008

Karma Chameleon

Whenever someone around me says, “Ah! It must be Karma!” I fight the urge to delve into a word-heavy argument about metaphysics and science, which will probably only leave the offender wondering what they did wrong in a past life to meet me in this one.   In my life I have no need to [...]