Weather: a little chilly! how is this possible?
Listening to: playlist! at long last!

Song lyric...meme? is that what you call these things?

In honour of having my playlist back, intact, on my new hard drive, here is a song lyric meme that I saw on someone's blog sometime:

-Open your playlist and set it to random
-Select your favourite line from each of the first 20 songs that play and post them
-Others guess what song the line is from

1. When I think of you as mine/and allow myself with time/to lead into the life we want/I feel loved, honestly Zwan, "Honestly"

2. Our thoughts compressed/Which makes us blessed/And makes for stormy weather Placebo, "Pure Morning", thanks answerboy

3. Everyday she wears the same thing/I think she smokes pot/she's everything I want/she's everything I'm not Ben Folds Five, "Kate", thanks Julie

4. Horses prance through a silver storm/Figures dancing gracefully/Across my memory Anastasia soundtrack, "Once Upon A December", thanks Chloe

5. i met a girl who kept tattoos for homes that she had loved/if i were her i'd paint my body until all my skin was gone Something Corporate, "I Woke Up In A Car"

6. Fighters for liberty/fighters for power/fighters for longer turns in the shower Moxy Fruvous, "Gulf War Song"

7. There'll be trains of blossoms/There'll be trains of music/There'll be trains of trust/Trains of gold and dust/Sweet trains of thought Laura Nyro, "Stoned Soul Picnic"

8. She left him for staring at girls and not caring/When she cried because she thought Bon Jovi broke up Bowling for Soup, "Punk Rock 101"

9. You're always brilliant in the morning Jewel, "Foolish Games", thanks Aster

10. Maybe I'm the afterglow Tori Amos, "Way Down", thanks answerboy

11. Blue blue window behind the stars/yellow moon on the rise/big birds flying across the sky/throwing shadows in our eyes Neil Young, "Helpless"

12. True love is but a woman's toy/They never know the lover's pain/And I who loved as loves a boy/Must love in vain, must love in vain The Importance of Being Earnest soundtrack, "Lady Come Down"

13. I've never forgotten all our yesterdays/but i'm lucky if we're speaking on the holidays Get Up Kids, "Holidays"

14. Semolina pilchard/climbing up the Eiffel tower/Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna/Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe The Beatles, "I Am The Walrus"

15. Does your conscience bother you?/Tell the truth Lynard Skynard, "Sweet Home Alabama", thanks Aster

16. Any day now, mark my word/Any day now i will be heard Bif Naked, "Any Day Now", thanks Julie

17. I hear the laughter, I taste the tears/But I can't get near you now Richard Marx, "Right Here Waiting", thanks Aster

18. Sweet 16 ain't so peachy keen/No, it ain't so neat to admit defeat/They can see no reasons/'Cause there are no reasons/What reason do you need? Boomtown Rats, "I Don't Like Mondays"

19. Is it weak to look for saviors out in space?/Little Earth, she tries so hard to change our ways/Sometimes she must get sick of this place Y Kant Tori Read, "Floating City"

20. You'd kill yourself for recognition/kill yourself to never ever stop/You broke another mirror/you're turning into something you are not Radiohead, "High and Dry", thanks Aster and answerboy


...and my playlist decided to welcome me back by playing the obscurest things it could. But...guess away, if anyone feels like it....

~SQ

Weather: it was super hot today, but this evening is quite pleasant
Listening to: crickets...man those guys are out early this year
Taking a break from: *sigh* 3H03

Heyla, heyla

My boyfriend's back: I met him at the airport on Friday (after his plane was delayed for a couple of hours) and we went back to Kitchener for the night. As far as my parents are concerned, his parents got back from their Alaska cruise that night as well. So basically, it was a good night.
Good night? It was a great night. I wasn't totally sure what to expect...three months seems a long time to be without each other...and when one of you is travelling the world and doing all kinds of exciting, life-altering things...well.... I spent a lot of time this summer counselling myself that it was okay if things were a little awkward between us at first, it was to be expected given the time and space gap, and that I shouldn't flip out but should give it time. I love it when you give yourself advice that turns out to be completely unnecessary.

My computer's back: I took my laptop in for fixage, because it wouldn't run off the battery...turns out that the battery is defective so there's nothing that can be done about it except for buying a new battery. But Computer Guy said that it was also running too slowly and that he thought there was something up with the hard drive. So now I have my computer, with a brand new 40G hard drive (the last one was only 20...pathetic I know), and he backed up all my songs and pictures and stuff onto the new one. All of this is under warrantee, so I get a FREE memory upgrade! AND, Computer Guy also gave the computer back to me with their Future Shop Computer Centre battery in it, stating (and I quote): "Yeah, you can just keep our battery, we don't use it all that much anyway."
Mom claims that he "took a liking to me." Think I should wear a tank top and flirty skirt to deal with computer guys more often. ;) (Just kidding.)

The old arguments are back: Turns out I can only be at home for so many months before my mother and I get into a full-on shouting match. Generally over something impossibly stupid.
As Julie said once, long ago, "Sometimes there just aren't enough doors to slam."

My obsession is back: Potter-mania has gripped me once again. Here is my wand quiz:

9", Oak, Unicorn You scored 52 wisdom, 22 bravery, 31 emotional, and 5 martyrdom!

Oak signifies wisdom, endurance, protection, and authority. Your unicorn's tail hair core means that you are pure of heart and care deeply for your loved ones.

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 76% on wisdom You scored higher than 2% on bravery You scored higher than 90% on emotional You scored higher than 0% on martyrdom

Link: The Harry Potter Wand Test written by sputnik845 on Ok Cupid

So I'm a smart, emotional wimp who won't die for a cause....

Karla and Paul are back: WHY is there a movie about Karla Homolka and Paul Bernardo, and the evil things they did to three girls? WHY is it being shown at the Montreal World Film Festival? WHY, for the love of god, does it have to star Laura Prepon, probably better known as Donna Pinciotti from That 70's Show, as Karla Homolka? (I LIKE Donna.)
I guess I'm not really in favour of censorship, so I guess anyone can make any movie they want. But there are still a lot of people out there who are hurt and traumatized by these events. Real people. And, of course, Karla and Paul are still with us, and probably loving every revolting second of attention they're getting, which of course I am now adding to. So I'm not going to go on feeding that any longer. My dream about this movie, though, is that it goes nowhere else in Canada because no one goes to see it. That would make me prouder of people in general than I can even say.

Grades 7 and 8 are back: Julie is moving in two days, so I spent Saturday night over at her house for the last time and helped her with the project of listening to all of her CDs in alphabetical order. Backstreet Boys and Bif Naked featured big in the evening. Aside from developing an unhealthy love for a Bif song I'd previously not noticed at all -- "Leader" -- this choice of listening material brought back middle school with a not-entirely-pleasant force. I haven't heard "We've Got it Going On" for, like, eight years, but one chorus was enough to put me back in the dance unit of all-girls phys. ed. class. Hating everyone who had figured out how to be okay enough with herself to actually enjoy dancing to this song.
It's weird to think about how introverted, backwards, closed-off and scared scared scared I was then. I'm not saying I'm a completely different person, but sometimes it feels like I am. Or maybe I just hope I am. Or maybe I'm just, like, better at accepting myself now. Or maybe I'm just weird. [/ramble]

My free time is sort of back: I'm done planning lessons. Just ran Lesson 9 for the first time tonight. Reproductive systems. It's fun trying to draw a penis on the board with zero artistic skill: "No one laugh at my genitalia!"

My longwindednes is back: ok, it never really left.

~SQ

I couldn't resist:

Your Sexy Brazilian Name Is

Marília Carvalho

Weather: sunny and pleasant
Listening to: construction

Harry Potter and the Irresistible Temptation

I have HP:HBP. I have it; it is sitting on my dresser in all its royal-blue-and-forest-green glory. It smells like paper, ink and fresh binding glue. I have taken the dust-jacket off it as I always do with hardcover books until I'm done reading them. I have read the blurb on the back and the blurb on the inside of the dust-jacket. I have also read the first chapter, because really, I just couldn't help it.

I am NOT going to read the rest of the book until 1) I am done teaching and 2) I am done 3H03. I want to be able to read it guilt-free, all in one go.

Bets on how long I'll last?

~SQ

Weather: Hot. Hot hot hot.
Listening to: Coldplay, "The Scientist"
Taking a break from: 3H03 catchup

Musee des Beaux Arts

I've heard several people mention this poem in connection with the London attacks, so I've stuck it in my 'words' section. One of the hardest things about tragic and evil events is how the world doesn't stop; how bombing news has already taken second page to the NHL agrement; how the news reports have started saying things like "Londoners are still trying to come to terms with the aftermath of the attacks", as if it were a year ago instead of a week ago. For me, it's helpful to be reminded that this isn't new, it's human nature, and writers and artists have been scrabbling with it for years.

~SQ

Weather: Sunny 25ish
Listening to: CBC Newsworld
Taking a break from: work and stuff

Thoughts

-This is amazingly selfish, but when I heard about the attacks in London this morning, I ran through the list of people I love to make sure that none of them were there. My parents and I were there last summer, but not this summer; Julie was there at the end of May, but she and her family are back safe and sound; Ziz was there at the beginning of the summer, too, but she's home; HG lives there during the school year, but she's off touring other places in Europe; Boyfriend's on a European tour too, but he's not going through London. So in other words, we're all just a couple of people away from being affected by attacks like this, and on a daily basis I don't think we realize that sort of thing.

-The house next to mine is being taken down today. It has the same floorplan as ours, so it's weird to watch the walls coming down and rooms that look like ours being exposed. It's also weird that the rooms are the same as ours, but of course look totally different: they have a frieze of Neptune on their living room wall, for instance, which is weird. It's ALSO weird to watch a caterpillar at work -- from my vantage point at our own living room window, the claw of the cat just nudges the wall, and the bricks buckle and crumble to the ground. I know there must be a lot more power behind it than it appears, but from this angle, it looks as though the house is made of Lego, or gingerbread, or some other such ephemeral substance. This morning, there was a house there, and now there's about half a house. By the time we get home from Stratford tomorrow, there will be a vacant lot.

-Stratfording with relatives from Scotland today. We're going to see William Hutt in his last production of The Tempest. Considering I went to see William Hutt the LAST time he said he was doing his last production of The Tempest, I'm not really sure what to think of this event, but anyway. We're taking a picnic. My mother has this insane picnic basket that -- I swear -- comes with a full 8 place settings of bone china plates, cups and saucers, and cutlery. It was a shower or wedding gift, I believe. Even without food in it, it is SO HEAVY.

-This week has gone in remarkably quickly. Time flies when you're used to things, I guess.

~SQ

Today...

...is one of the few days of the year where the collective mood of imood subscribers shifts itself from being one of 'happy' or 'tired'.

I just thought I'd point that out.