Newt Update
The day after my last post, my sister and I brought the poor handicapped newt back to the pet store. They have a two weeks guarantee, and my sister thought it was just a better idea to get a healthy one. I was under the impression that they will flush the poor thing (yet it didn't stop me from bring it back - what kinda person am I?!), but they actually kept it in a separate plastic cup to recuperate. My sister picked a skinny, feisty one. You are can see Tangerine here.
sometimes...
good news pops up at the most unexpected times. I got an update on my transcript in the mail today. Remember that Hostage Negotiation paper I was writing for, like, half a year? I finished it back in October, and my prof has finally decided to give me a mark for it. Or, the registrar just got the mark (the efficiency of RMC adminstrations knows no bounds). When I first submitted it, he said that he was going to send me some comments for revision, but none came. So anyway, he apparently decided to give me an A, and a full credit instead of a half credit. I don't know if it's just a mistake or whatever, but - heh!
Thesis
chugging along, chugging along. The library is my friend. Cellmate, anyway.
Letters
So far, Queen's and Western don't want me. I know that it shouldn't matter, 'cuz I've already taken the DND job, and it really doesn't matter one way or another. But still, I really thought I had a good chance...
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Friday, March 25, 2005
Trouble, Trouble
Newt News
Eeek! One of my newts is missing his right hand! It is just a stump now. I read some of the dubious internet sources of newt care, and have arrived at four possible explanations:
1. The other newt attacked him (they tend to stay away from each other)
2. He ate his own hand (possible, because the species may resort to cannabalism if they don't like what they are being fed)
3. His hand got stuck in the crevices of some larger pieces of gravel, and... got ripped off (!)
4. Infection
I am sticking with the last explanation, and have separated the two into different tanks. Hopefully that will stop the loosing of limbs and digits. On the positive side though, newts can regenerate - so the hand may come back later!
Car
My car window got smashed in the parking lot last night while I was in a band rehearsal. They even left the rock they used in the car. The only thing they took was my sister's purse (no wallet inside, luckily). My sister is obviously unimpressed, and she really took it out on the cop taking the report. Don't worry, no harm done, except, of course, the glass.
Boy
How many chances do you give someone to break your heart? I remember a quote I read being forwarded around a while ago: "Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't make that they don't love you with everything they've got" So, okay.
Last Day
Wednesday was my last day at Chapters, and they brought me a key lime mousse cake! I am really going to miss everyone (well, almost everyone) there. It's been so much fun working there. Now it's just me and the thesis 'til the bitter, bitter end.
Happy Easter!
Eeek! One of my newts is missing his right hand! It is just a stump now. I read some of the dubious internet sources of newt care, and have arrived at four possible explanations:
1. The other newt attacked him (they tend to stay away from each other)
2. He ate his own hand (possible, because the species may resort to cannabalism if they don't like what they are being fed)
3. His hand got stuck in the crevices of some larger pieces of gravel, and... got ripped off (!)
4. Infection
I am sticking with the last explanation, and have separated the two into different tanks. Hopefully that will stop the loosing of limbs and digits. On the positive side though, newts can regenerate - so the hand may come back later!
Car
My car window got smashed in the parking lot last night while I was in a band rehearsal. They even left the rock they used in the car. The only thing they took was my sister's purse (no wallet inside, luckily). My sister is obviously unimpressed, and she really took it out on the cop taking the report. Don't worry, no harm done, except, of course, the glass.
Boy
How many chances do you give someone to break your heart? I remember a quote I read being forwarded around a while ago: "Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't make that they don't love you with everything they've got" So, okay.
Last Day
Wednesday was my last day at Chapters, and they brought me a key lime mousse cake! I am really going to miss everyone (well, almost everyone) there. It's been so much fun working there. Now it's just me and the thesis 'til the bitter, bitter end.
Happy Easter!
Wednesday, March 16, 2005
A Slew of Fun
Sebum & Bbm
I came back from our cadet weekend in Borden frozen but content with the progress my band is making towards prepping for competition 3 weeks away, and was given a most splendiferous surprise by my sister. She, in her infinite wisdom and cheek, had bought me a fire belly newt to celebrate my new job. It is really the cutest little thing, about the size of my baby finger. I don't have a webcam to show you a picture, but I'll try to get one. Anything, this thing just has an orange belly, and a dark green body. It is hilarious. And it's got tiny, tiny fingers/toes. We named this one Sebum, 'cuz that's what my sister things Smeagol is called.
But of course, I couldn't leave well enough alone. So that very same thing, I went out to get another newt, 'cuz I was afraid that Sebum would be lonely. Luckily there is a new Chinese aquarium open 'til 9pm on a Sunday, and we picked out another one. This second one has a longer tail, is skinny, and less social in general. And this one, we named Bbm, which is what one waitress at a Vietnamese restaurant muttered as she walked past my sister and I. I have no idea what it means, but it's just become the funniest inside joke between my sister and I. I just got some red gravel for them today, and I build them stuff out of lego to play it. It's keeping me entertain; I hope they are at least mildly amused, staying in one of my model car display cases.
March Break @ Chapters
We run 45 mins programs for these adorable kids everyday this and next week, and so far, I have discovered that if the DND thing doesn't work out, I can always so work as a face-painting circus clown. I draw a mean dinosaur. Today, I also taught 25 kindergarteners how to make a Sponge Bob Square Pants out of pipe cleaners and... a sponge! ;)
I came back from our cadet weekend in Borden frozen but content with the progress my band is making towards prepping for competition 3 weeks away, and was given a most splendiferous surprise by my sister. She, in her infinite wisdom and cheek, had bought me a fire belly newt to celebrate my new job. It is really the cutest little thing, about the size of my baby finger. I don't have a webcam to show you a picture, but I'll try to get one. Anything, this thing just has an orange belly, and a dark green body. It is hilarious. And it's got tiny, tiny fingers/toes. We named this one Sebum, 'cuz that's what my sister things Smeagol is called.
But of course, I couldn't leave well enough alone. So that very same thing, I went out to get another newt, 'cuz I was afraid that Sebum would be lonely. Luckily there is a new Chinese aquarium open 'til 9pm on a Sunday, and we picked out another one. This second one has a longer tail, is skinny, and less social in general. And this one, we named Bbm, which is what one waitress at a Vietnamese restaurant muttered as she walked past my sister and I. I have no idea what it means, but it's just become the funniest inside joke between my sister and I. I just got some red gravel for them today, and I build them stuff out of lego to play it. It's keeping me entertain; I hope they are at least mildly amused, staying in one of my model car display cases.
March Break @ Chapters
We run 45 mins programs for these adorable kids everyday this and next week, and so far, I have discovered that if the DND thing doesn't work out, I can always so work as a face-painting circus clown. I draw a mean dinosaur. Today, I also taught 25 kindergarteners how to make a Sponge Bob Square Pants out of pipe cleaners and... a sponge! ;)
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