Entries from September 2008

September 25, 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 that [...]

September 19, 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 my life changing decisions. [...]

September 15, 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. Let’s [...]

September 12, 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 Pyramid. [...]

September 10, 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 [...]

September 8, 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 mightier [...]

September 5, 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 attribute [...]