I had a dream that I was a reporter/woman fighter in the American Civil War. My house was along the Mason-Dixon line, and the youngest boys and oldest men of the village were preparing to fight, donning outifts of opposing sides. Then the regiment from Glory swooped into town, and I found myself entertaining the troops with lighthearted banter and ( Read more... )

I miss him a lot--well, more than anyone else I"ve ever known who died because I made a deliberate effort to be a better granddaughter to him--but it's all I can really say about Grandpa right now.

My uncle said that no one is supposed to speak at his memorial mass on July 14th per my grandma's wishes, but he said I should be able to say something ( Read more... )

Something I learned today: The origin of the so-called Americanised word "soccer" was actually started in England.

"The word soccer originated after 1863, when supporters of the game formed the Football Association. 'Association' was shortened to 'assoc', which ultimately became twisted around into the word 'soc-cer'. The terms 'soccer' and ' ( Read more... )

Ugh, today exhausted me more than I could possibly have imagined. I'll tell you about it, because...I can. Yep, that's a good reason at the moment.

"...No, there is too much. Let me summup." [name that movie]

• Dad is in the hospital with more chest pains. When I went to the front desk to enquire as to which room he was in, they directed me to the ( Read more... )

Something absolutely incredible happened last night (as did the super-awesome heat lightning storm, but that's secondary).

Because, guys, HO-MY-GALOSHES, I am going to an English university this fall. Well, pending acceptance into their BA of English course and the UK visa people being okay with that. But, this is far more incredible than I can ( Read more... )

Dear Life,

I know I just wrote to you about how nice everything is was. But I have to address this issue:

WHY HAVE YOU BETRAYED ME THIS WEEK?!

I woke up to a phone call about my grandpa's kidneys shutting down this morning. I'm so sad I don't even know yet if I can see him without losing it and making an emotional case about it in front of him and my ( Read more... )

Dear Life,

Thank you for being awesome today.

I finished writing two term papers within an hour--which means my Literature class is over [woot!], and I only have one final exam left before this semester is over for my other class.

Plus, I still have a few precious days with to be with my Nick. I don't have to cry just yet (though I'm not holding out ( Read more... )

It all makes sense now. All of our haughty, nationalistic jokes about them make sense now.

Can-AID-ians really are that different.

Case in point: Tree huggers. Canada has actual tree huggers. This photo was taken in Niagara Falls.


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When I needed him, he was there, holding me tight. He never let go.

He never lets go.

This is love.

And I am too thankful for it to say anything more.

*inhales deeply* LJ World, ever my sanctum.

Things within the island of Lindaland have been busy as usual, and recklessly nonsensical as standard! Let's do a brief recap of my life because writing in paragraph form seems all too labour-intensive right now.

1. Work is faring miraculously as our Admissions team has actually managed a count of 20 people ( Read more... )