Absent warnings nailed to hydro poles. Crosswords hidden in the landscape. This place you almost call home.

2005-09-22 at 7:45 p.m.

I swear to god, I hope the UofT bookstore burns down. If it did, the quality of service would probably stay the same as it exists now. Bad. Here's an idea - order enough books for the entire class (and not 75% of the amount enrolled only to have to re-order the rest when someone comes looking for a copy which leaves them book-less until after the mid-term) so that I don't have to buy this obscure, not to be found anywhere in the city of Toronto, out of print book from amazon.com and have it shipped international priority mail for (I kid you not) twenty-four american dollars when the book itself only costs nineteen. JESUS!

I'm a little stressed out. My acadamic crisis which had been discussed with Kim some days before has only gotten worse. I had been floating around between classes which I thought I wanted to take but actually turned out to be horrible. For example, Roman History. In an hour and a half, all the professor managed to do was READ two lists and then take about thirty questions (I don't know if it's like this at other universities but at UofT students try to out-smart each other with their seemingly thoughtful, but for the most part only pretentious, questions that no one else even cares about and will never be on the exam). I decided twenty minutes in that this course and professor were not for me but waited until break time to leave for sake of decorum.

Does Josh Ritter have a brother and more importantly, does he go to UofT? There was a boy in that class that was looking a lot like him. I just couldn't stop staring. He had a blonde poof of hair instead of Josh's reddish one but the features were the same.

I couldn't fall asleep last night because I ate a whole Caramilk bar which is way too much chocolate for me. I did what I usually do when I can't sleep. Play Kim's self-created Frames Game. I think I've mentioned this before, it's like six degrees of Kevin Bacon but with the Frames. I can usually do anyone or thing in three degrees but I was tired so this one took a little longer: Zach Braff.

So, Zach Braff created and directed the movie Garden State with Natalie Portman who was in the movie Closer which used Damien Rice's 'The Blower's Daughter' for the trailer. Damien Rice was rumoured to have a love affair with the way too skinny Lisa Hannigan who is also connected to Glen Hansard of the Frames. This love triangle is supposedly the topic of the Frames' song 'Fake' (Glen Hansard says it's actually about him ..... je ne pense pas).

And so on.

Oh yeah, I have a midterm mere hours before the Frames and Josh Ritter show. I'm sure that is going to go SO well.

I performed a small investigation of my neighbourood this morning on the internet. I think I live in South Hill or Rathnelly. Maybe somewhere in between. I'm going to say I live in Rathnelly because it was named after Rathnelly, Ireland -

Whoa, what is going on on the OC?!

Anyway, this is what I find particularly amusing:

The Rathnelly neighbourhood made headlines in 1967, while celebrating Canada's 100th birthday. During the celebrations Rathnelly residents playfully declared themselves as an independent republic of Canada. To mark their independence, the "Republic of Rathnelly" elected a queen, organized a parade, formed an "air farce" of 1,000 helium balloons, and issued Republic of Rathnelly passports to everyone in the neighbourhood.

Go them.

Remind me to never try to dye my hair and cook chicken at the same time. I forgot about the chicken and it turned completely black and hard as a rock and since I died my hair #30 - Rosewood, my shower looked like a thing out of Psycho. Vince Vaughn sadly not present.

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