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Erich's picture

Je ne comprend pas

Actually, the title is a joke. I seem to be doing just fine. I`m going to type out what I wrote on a scrap of paper last night while seemingly exhausted. I probably won`t be able to post much, as I`m typing this at the library where it`s apparently verboten... though the program directors said it was ok for us to use library computers.

On to last nights short write up that was written while I was quite fatigued. I thought about not posting to prevent myself from slipping back into english, however I feel a strong urge to write.

11pm EST 05/15/05

I write this with a pen as it appears the household has no computer. I`m tired, yet happy. I wonder how I`ll keep in contact with the world. I don`t appear to be that close to the school, I might have to get used to taking the bus. As I write my body is begging for sleep. My ability to construct simple sentences seems momentarily squelched by german (getting better by the hour).

The house I`m staying in... it`s spotless. Apparently I`m supposed to be wearing house slippers... this shall prove to be interesting. I`m feeling a bit stressed at the moment having traveled several thousand kilometres today. However, I feel an overwhelming sense of pride for my self for choosing to go on this trip.

The flight down from Calgary to Montreal as I spent my time visiting with a Statistics Professor from McGill. We spoke about bikes of all things. I miss my daily bike rides already... One interesting thing that I like about my household is there appears to be no incandescent lighting. All fluorescent and halogen... yet there also appears to be no natural gas, perhaps it`s a provincial thing? Oh, well, I`m going to sleep now.
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Doom-Kitten's picture

sad news

Hello,

Hitchcock is gone. I knew he was getting old, he looked old, he wasnt quite as vicious anymore, he didnt escape even when the cage was open, he moved slower...but I still wasnt expecting it. I opened his cage this morning & he didnt move, he always moves...I touched him...he was cold & stiff...he died sometime between last night & this morning. Its sooo sad...I cant believe I lost my sweet little curmudgeon. We loved him soo much, even though we couldnt touch him. He had style, he was evil, he had beady little eyes & you knew he would kill you in your sleep if he could. He was my first hamster ever. He will always be special for that reason. We bought him because at the store he bit me. He had attitude. We knew that no one else would buy a vicious hamster, so we took him home. We didnt want him to live his whole life in a pet store. We loved him & I think that he loved us too. We took good care of him. He even tried to attack the cats! He had spunk, he had balls. He was the best. He will be missed. It seems that my menagerie just keeps getting smaller. Goodbye Hitchcock, you were loved & you will be missed.

Doom-Kitten

tinsel666's picture

when hell raises to the level of my eyes

well, the flames lost two and won tonight. we're good away, we suck at home, which made my going to a bar on 17th to watch on sunday rather less eventful than i wanted. damn, there were supposed to happy riots, but instead there was subdued cheers and that was it. oh well.

tomorrow, orthodontist appt. wednesday, first day of work, and flames game. thursday, work. friday, taking off for spokane for first concert. saturday, move on to seattle for second concert.

i have discovered a wonderful song, i think it is my new favourite song for the next couple weeks anyways, "nowhere to go" by mushroomhead. most of their stuff is very hard, this is like the ear-caressing listener-sympathy song when listening to their album at loud volumes.

you know what sucks? when you go to bed at 5am, you can't sleep with ur window open cuz the damn birds are already singing to the sunrise. i like windows open in the spring. makes the house smell nice. but yeah, i should get my 4 hrs sleep before i have to up for that appointment.

numbness flood my veins

blood siphoned of all pain

who says i do not feel

you know not what you reveal

in lie, in lie.

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