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She's a cold motherfucker today. I've checked the weather at home and its not any better. Sixteen below with windchill today, and laura is out at fanshawe rescheduling an exam. Pretty terrible. Reminds me of Johnny Cash's When its springtime in Alaska (Its forty below).
Loki is a lot more adventurous, which is excellent. Shes been hopping around the apartment, chewing on whatever she can get her beak on.
I still have a fair bit of work to do, one essay rewrite, one essay, a whackpile of email journals. Also an Exam tomorrow which I've just begun to study for. I was fairly confident that I would do very well despite not having gone to class for a month or so. I'm beginning to think that this was an unrealistic assumption.
Our printer broke so I've had a lot of difficulty handing papers in, as the library system is totally retarded for printing. Though I'm pretty sure I've figured it out now. I should do that today.... or tomorrow.
I've had the impression lately that I've had more time to do what I want. This is likely a false impression, but it almost feels as though doing my homework makes things easier. And not just in school. Lets hope for the New Year I can maintain some semblance of a work ethic.
This song is truly a fucking classic. Though the Missisippi John Hurt version is also a must-hear:
Hawlin Alley on a dark and drizzly night,
Billy Lyons and Stack-A-Lee had one terrible fight.
All about that John B. Stetson hat.
Stack-A-Lee walked to the bar-room, and he called for a glass of beer,
Turned around to Billy Lyons, said, "What are you doin' here?"
"Waitin' for a train, please bring my woman home.
"Stack-A-Lee, oh Stack-A-Lee. please don't take my life.
Got three little children and a-weepin', lovin' wife.
You're a bad man, bad man, Stack-A-Lee."
"God bless your children and I'll take care of your wife.
You stole my John B., now I'm bound to take your life."
All about that John B. Stetson hat.
Stack-A-Lee turned to Billy Lyons and he shot him right through the head,
Only taking one shot to kill Billy Lyons dead.
All about that John B. Stetson hat.
Sent for the doctor, well the doctor he did come,
Just pointed out Stack-A-Lee, said, "Now what have you done?"
You're a bad man, bad man, Stack-A-Lee."
Six big horses and a rubber-tired hack,
Taking him to the cemetery, buy they failed to bring him back.
All about that John B. Stetson hat.
Hawlin Alley, thought I heard the bulldogs bark.
It must have been old Stack-A-Lee stumbling in the dark.
He's a bad man, gonna land him right back in jail.
High police walked on to Stack-A-Lee, he was lying fast asleep.
High police walked on to Stack-A-Lee, and he jumped forty feet.
He's a bad man, gonna land him right back in jail.
Well they got old Stack-A-Lee and they laid him right back in jail.
Couldn't get a man around to go Stack-A Lee's bail
All about that John B. Stetson hat.
Stack-A-Lee turned to the jailer, he said, "Jailer, I can't sleep.
'Round my bedside Billy Lyons began to creep."
All about that John B. Stetson hat.
That is all.
Loki is a lot more adventurous, which is excellent. Shes been hopping around the apartment, chewing on whatever she can get her beak on.
I still have a fair bit of work to do, one essay rewrite, one essay, a whackpile of email journals. Also an Exam tomorrow which I've just begun to study for. I was fairly confident that I would do very well despite not having gone to class for a month or so. I'm beginning to think that this was an unrealistic assumption.
Our printer broke so I've had a lot of difficulty handing papers in, as the library system is totally retarded for printing. Though I'm pretty sure I've figured it out now. I should do that today.... or tomorrow.
I've had the impression lately that I've had more time to do what I want. This is likely a false impression, but it almost feels as though doing my homework makes things easier. And not just in school. Lets hope for the New Year I can maintain some semblance of a work ethic.
This song is truly a fucking classic. Though the Missisippi John Hurt version is also a must-hear:
Hawlin Alley on a dark and drizzly night,
Billy Lyons and Stack-A-Lee had one terrible fight.
All about that John B. Stetson hat.
Stack-A-Lee walked to the bar-room, and he called for a glass of beer,
Turned around to Billy Lyons, said, "What are you doin' here?"
"Waitin' for a train, please bring my woman home.
"Stack-A-Lee, oh Stack-A-Lee. please don't take my life.
Got three little children and a-weepin', lovin' wife.
You're a bad man, bad man, Stack-A-Lee."
"God bless your children and I'll take care of your wife.
You stole my John B., now I'm bound to take your life."
All about that John B. Stetson hat.
Stack-A-Lee turned to Billy Lyons and he shot him right through the head,
Only taking one shot to kill Billy Lyons dead.
All about that John B. Stetson hat.
Sent for the doctor, well the doctor he did come,
Just pointed out Stack-A-Lee, said, "Now what have you done?"
You're a bad man, bad man, Stack-A-Lee."
Six big horses and a rubber-tired hack,
Taking him to the cemetery, buy they failed to bring him back.
All about that John B. Stetson hat.
Hawlin Alley, thought I heard the bulldogs bark.
It must have been old Stack-A-Lee stumbling in the dark.
He's a bad man, gonna land him right back in jail.
High police walked on to Stack-A-Lee, he was lying fast asleep.
High police walked on to Stack-A-Lee, and he jumped forty feet.
He's a bad man, gonna land him right back in jail.
Well they got old Stack-A-Lee and they laid him right back in jail.
Couldn't get a man around to go Stack-A Lee's bail
All about that John B. Stetson hat.
Stack-A-Lee turned to the jailer, he said, "Jailer, I can't sleep.
'Round my bedside Billy Lyons began to creep."
All about that John B. Stetson hat.
That is all.