Staring at walls as well as I used to.

Cripes, another filler entry? Oh, shush. I’m tired. It’s nice and sunny and quite cold, so I might make today a running day, but really, my priorities are cleaning, soup-making, and, later, spinstering out big time style and eating a giant bowl of spaghetti, drinking wine, memorising the six key Oscar category winners of the ...

l. casei canadensis

One day, I’ll learn to make time to write in the evenings instead of this short, time-crunched drivel in the morning, but as a follow-up to yesterday’s not terribly well-formed entry, the Feds $9.6 million from Library and Archives Canada budget and trimmed a lot of other arts/culture funding. But, as I haven’t had/made the ...

The Self-Preservation Society.

It’s Budget Day in Canada! How exciting that is. We already had the Ontario budget come down earlier this week and I didn’t pay much attention to it, though the COVER of the Metro was a paid political ad by Dalton McGuinty’s Liberals about how awesome this province is and how we’ll be deficit-free soon. ...

Renee Zellweger. 1

I’m a bit of mess. A total scatterbrain. And a klutz. And a spinster. But it’s okay. I’m totally aware of it. It’s terrible to live all clichédly, but there are times when I think I need to adapt my life into a book or a screenplay so that I can capture some tiny events ...

Four letter words.

Blogging will have to wait for another day, as I’m already at work and already being asked a barrage of questions by the bookkeeper (who was on vacation last week), but Jezebel has a nice little look at a ‘Linguistic History of Cock, Dick, and Nuts‘. How could one resist reading that?

Letting it go.

Opted for lying in bed (not sleeping, unfortunately) and making a proper breakfast ((veggie) BLT) over writing this morning. In today’s edition of My Glamourous Showbiz Life, I have to be at work three hours earlier than usual to let in the folks who are steam-cleaning the auditorium seats. Such fun!

Memoranda.

Busy day ahead and my body is failing. It’s 23 degrees colder today (that’s in Celsius, y’all) than it was on Tuesday, but since the snow is all melted, all the grey goo left behind over the course of several weeks of normal spring is exposed to the world and making me miserable. Snow mold ...

Electioneering.

(Phone blog. Apologies for being typoful than usual.) Spending much of the day watching the NDP leadership (I’m voting live online). Only 6550% voter turnout? Lame, guys, very lame. (But conventions are awesome for drama, so I am enjoying the circus. Will likely rant on Twitter about it.) After (or during) this, I am playing ...

Nancy Zieman.

Going in early so that I can down and dirty and really tackle the office mess before the press screening today. How exciting. Here are some things to look at elsewhere.

Spinning tops.

As I did yesterday, like a person who is struggling a bit with writing, I started by talking about a dream. The only snippet I can remember from last night’s subconscious meanderings is hanging up my rain pants (trousers) because I knew they didn’t go in the dryer. So, when I woke up, I had ...

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