allergies
i feel like i ought to post again and clean this dusty place up!
how much around you pushes you to grow & change? this tester of fears, wannabe anarchist, definitely feminist, question-everything type of gRrrrr'l is noting a lot of these catalysts here...
Check out the wonderful wikipedia to learn more about the candidates wanting to be Toronto's new mayor, 2006.
Aaaahhhh, music...

I don't want to use the word "drama" to describe situations or people in general anymore. According to Wikipedia "drama is used colloquially to refer to unnecessary emotional turmoil, such as that created through social events or gossip or any situation or series of events having vivid, emotional, conflicting, or striking interest or results.
“In this groundbreaking book, one of America’s most fascinating, original, and elegant writers turns his own omnivorous mind to the seemingly straightforward question of what we should have for dinner. To find out, Pollan follows each of the food chains that sustain us—industrial food, organic or alternative food, and food we forage ourselves—from the source to a final meal, and in the process develops a definitive account of the American way of eating. I really enjoy learning about the history of what we eat and drink and why and how we do it.

I have so many things in my head that I want to do. I've decided to post the ideas and they'll serve as a reminder of the things I did or didn't accomplish. I hope the latter doesn't happen more often than the former.


I get lulled into feeling that most people are reasonable, that extremism is exactly that - extreme - AKA rare. And, I suppose I ought to check my blind consumption of television sensationalism but the program I couldn’t turn off last night was about hate and generational training.
Two girls (who will require some hardcore deprogramming if they get far enough away from their evil mother and grandfather to realise WTF they are doing) perform sweet little “love songs” about Nazi Rudolf Hess, Hitler's deputy Fuhrer. There were clips of the girls doing a little jig around a swastika drawn on their kitchen floor and statements like “I don’t even think that there were that many Jews alive back then” spilled out of their 13-year-old mouths when referring to the Holocaust.
Does everyone have a power spot somewhere on the earth that somehow heals them, washes away the smallness of everyday problems and conflicts and re-balances them?



