SARAH HARMER!!
Mood: Happy
MSN Name: One little letter difference means that I can graduate! *GO LEAFS GO! (down 2-1 GRRR)*

I got a call on Wednesday night, inviting me to go to Sarah Harmer (yay!) but I'm fairly broke and had 2 other plans that night, but due to the fabulousness of Joanne, she offered to take me and Michelle as a graduation present. In the grand tradition of QM (and extending further) you can't go a week in Montreal without running into someone who you are less than 3 degrees of se(x)paration from. But that's ok. Because I got to see Sarah Harmer. And Hayden. I forget how to spell that. The concert was fabulous, she sang Coffee Stain, Basement Apartment, Lodestar, and Trouble in the Fields, (among others) but those ones in particular kicked ass. Then I went to karaoke and had a fabulous time. Almost everything is great right now.

Habs lost last night. Boo. Which, amusingly, I found out from Sarah Harmer saying "I don't know how the Habs did but..." and the whole crowd groaned, and it was confirmed that they had, in fact, lost a fourth game in a row, eliminating them from the playoffs. But. Leafs will win tonight. YAY!

Nayha got a blog for her trip to Belize! Cool shit yo.

D. O. N. E.
Mood: Conquerer-esque
MSN Name: I'm gonna make it after all! *GO LEAFS GO! (down 2-0 GRRR)*

So I finished my last exam yesterday, but I was still scared that I would fail anthro. I e-mailed my prof hoping I could talk to him about my stupidity and he wrote me back saying final grades had been submitted. Which freaked me out. Until he said that according to his records, I had passed! WEEEEEEEEEE HE HE HE HEHE. This means, I will soon *fingers crossed* be a McGill University graduate!

Also, Safi is the funniest man alive. Case in point: "I think I'll ban you from stating your opinion from now on. That should handle this." I love it.

ALMOST DONE
Mood: Meh
MSN Name: 2 exams outta the way. YAY Rickards!. *GO LEAFS GO!*

OK. 2 exams done. Conflict room didn't let us talk for we might cheat. Bastards. Can I point out we all took the morning exam, assuring that NO ONE COULD HAVE TAKEN THE AFTERNOON EXAM IN THE MORNING OF THOSE WE WERE ALLOWED TO TALK TO? Grr, they make me mad. Oh, and the no talking rule applied to ANY talking. Morons.

One more Monday, just one. Study study study time!

Leafs lost Thursday. Boo. Montreal last Friday. Boo. Tomorrow they shall both win, predicts I. :D

Soon, I promise I'll blog about something *other* than hockey and school.

I'M SPECIAL
Mood: Stressed
MSN Name: 2 exams tomorrow can blow me. *GO LEAFS GO!*

So, I'm special. I got a Gmail account from Google. Why is this exciting? 1000 MB of free space. Yay being an active blogger. Yes, I'm a dork.

"Please accept my apologies for detaining you and your unorthodox but constitutionally protected family unit"
- Park Ranger in Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back

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AHEM. LEAFS WON
Mood: UNBELIEVEABLY happy
MSN Name: Suck it Ottawa... LEAFS WON 4-1!!

I am unbelieveably excited. Also, I'm very amused that I have 6 comments on my last post in the span of 11 minutes.

LEAFS ARE NOW UP 3-1
Mood: Still fucking ecstatic
MSN Name: LEAFS ARE UP 3-1!! *GO LEAFS* (3-3)

Bob got a blog!

LEAFS ARE UP 2-0
Mood: Fuckin celebrating
MSN Name: LEAFS ARE UP 2-0!! *GO LEAFS* (3-3)

See above. I am ecstatic.

In non-hockey related news, aka news that barely matters, I got my exams figured out for Friday. McGill secretly does it for you if you wait long enough.

I'M A LOSER AND LIFE IS HALF RIGHT
Mood: Happy/Tense
MSN Name: Yay Habs! *GO LEAFS* (3-3)

So. The BAD news is that the Leafs lost and now they have to wait until tomorrow to win.

The GOOD news is that Montreal won and now they can move on. The slightly less good but still awesome news is that they are NOT playing Toronto or Ottawa in the next round.

The maybe good/maybe shittyscrewingmylifeup news is that I did NOT realize I had an exam conflict this Friday until today. Meaning.. I get to go to Dawson and hope like hell that they let me not write them both at once magically. WEEEE! I'm such a friggin idjit.

P.S. - didn't I tell you Ella,Mark would have the best blog ever?

GOOD LEAFS JOKE
Mood: Happy (we're winning 1-0)
MSN Name: Leafs: Bring it on! *GO LEAFS* (3-2 for us!)

Two boys are playing hockey on a pond in a park in Toronto, when one is attacked by a rabid Rottweiler. Thinking quickly, the other boy takes his stick, wedges it down the dogs collar and twists,breaking the dogs neck. A reporter who was strolling by sees the incident,and rushes over to interview the boy. "Young Leafs Fan Saves Friend From Vicious Animal," he starts writing in his notebook. "But I'm not a Leafs fan," the little hero replied. "Sorry, since we are in Toronto, I just assumed you were." said the reporter and starts again. "Little Jays Fan Rescues Friend From Horrific Attack" he continued writing in his notebook. "I'm not a Jays fan either," the boy said. "I assumed everyone in Toronto was either for the Leafs or Jays fan."What team do you root for?" the reporter asked. "im a Ottawa Senators fan." the child said. The reporter starts a new sheet in his notebook and writes, "Little Bastard from Ottawa Kills Beloved Family Pet.

LOL. And yes, all life revolves around hockey right now.

SWEEEEEEEEEEET. Ella,Mark aka Markella got a blog after much demanding on the part of me and Floh. Yay. Check it.

LEAFS LEAFS LEAFS
Mood: Happy
MSN Name: Anybody want a peanut? *GO LEAFS* (3-2 for us!)

Leafs won last night. Now we are up 3-1. Montreal is down 3-1 and play again tonight. This may result in disappointment. One of Vancouver or Calgary will still win, I still don't care which. That is all.

BOOTY CALL
Mood: Destressing
MSN Name: My roomate thinks she's a penguin *GO LEAFS* (2-1 for us!)

So, more hockey tonight. Leafs will win. Montreal last night. That is unfortunate.

Also, with help from Safinder I refound Booty Call. This is exciting. For those of you who don't know it, I suggest trying it. One of the ones in the middle would be better. Perhaps 9021-uh-0. I wonder how many times I have and will link to Safi's blog for various reasons these days? It's been totally unintentional.

HOCKEY UPDATE
Toronto: 2, Senators: 1
Vancouver: 2, Calgary: 1
Boston: 2, Montreal: 1

That will be all.

OMNIPOTENT SQUIRRELS
Mood: Stressed
MSN Name: Gonads and strife! *GO LEAFS!* (1-1)

About this time of year, I realize that everything sucks and the only thing that keeps me from losing my mind is this squirrel. For those that know him, I encourage a second visit, for those that don't... meet him, love him, cherish him. Also, for anyone who realized that it's so rare for Safi to blog that they only check once a month, I thought I'd let you know.. he blogged again.

P.S. Doelman's hot.

END OF TERM
Mood: Grumpy
MSN Name: I'm prayin for the end of time *GO LEAFS!* (1-1)

So. As my MSN name attests to, Leafs are tied with the Sens 1-1. HA HA to Jon. Montreal is now only down 2-1 to the Bruins, and either Vancouver or Calgary will move on, I don't really care which (but for those who do, Van 2, Cal 1). Aside from Montreal still being down, this is making me very happy. For those of you going "WTF, mate?" I'm talking about hockey. That sport us Canadians (and yes, we all should) love to watch, obsess and fight over.

Also, this paper is going to slaughter me. I'm so behind it's not even funny. I can't even begin to realize how screwed I am, which might be good because realizing that would make me FREAK OUT more than I already am. A big thank you going out to everyone who has put up with my outbursts over the past few days. It'll be over by Tuesday. Wednesday at the latest. GRR. I just wanna pass!!!

AN ODE TO SAFINDER
Mood: Tired
MSN Name: You motherfuckin motherfucker

Can I just observe that Safi's pretty cool? And, unlike some bad people, he loves cats!

And remember kids, don't go to parties with metal detectors. (see "No Sex in the Champagne Room" by Chris Rock) if you don't know what I'm talking about.

THEME SONG FOR THE QUEERS
Mood: Lazy
MSN Name: #1 grandma grandpa gonna die

I've said this before, but I think that The Rainbow Connection should be the new Queer theme song. It's much funnier that way.

Also, this website allows you to make a listing of the blogs you read and it lists when new entries are made so you only have to check one place instead of 18000. Now I'll know when you guys update (for the ones of you that choose to do so once in a million years).

THE SWAN. THE SWAN!!!
Mood: Irked
MSN Name: I think it's finally ok *knocks on wood*

My computer has been giving me problems all morning, and as anyone who knows me knows, I can't rest when my computer's not working. I made it, it's my baby, and it doesn't like me. Kinda like real babies. Oh wait, they like me, I don't like them.. I always screw that up.

OK. So, I've been fairly non-pissed about anything as of late, and as Jake not-so-nicely pointed out to me, I also cannot rest when I'm not filled with righteous indignation about something unjust in this world. The Swan is my latest target of irritance. OMG. WHAT? The premise: take 17 "ugly ducklings" and give them plastic surgery, make them have no mirrors for 3 months, and then compete in a beauty pageant. WTF? WTF!?

A quote from the website: "THE SWAN offers women the incredible opportunity to undergo physical, mental and emotional transformations with the help of a team of experts. Contestants must go through an intensive “boot camp” of exercise, diet, therapy and inspiration to achieve their goals. Each week feathers will fly as the inevitable pecking order emerges. Those not up to the challenge are sent home. Those who are will go on to compete in a pageant for a chance to become “The Ultimate Swan.”"

Can I please just say how fucking nauseated this makes me? We don't have enough pressure to be fucking thin and crazy beautiful and make ourselves into the anorexic models we see on TV and in magazines all the time, and feel shitty about ourselves for not being able to do that, we now are being told that no, sorry, no matter how much personal exercise, and how many healthy eating and lifestyle choices are being made, you will not live up because YOUR FACE IS UGLY AND NEEDS SURGERY. WHAT!?!??! Working day after day to try to feel like you are acceptable and beautiful in this goddamned society is hard enough without this bullshit coming at you. That's all I have to say about that.

In other news, I love the song Spread by Outkast. What a ridiculous song. It's such eroticism but without the undertone of force and power notions present in most songs. It's basically like.. "Hi. I wanna pleasure you. Please? Can I, Can I?" I'm still debating with myself whether it's the guy saying this or whether it's supposed to be him imitating a woman saying it to him. That would put a different spin on things. But I dunno. I choose to live in ignorance and think that it's him saying it.

*shrug*

I think my sense of humour is fairly well summarized by today's Men in Hats.

Also, this is disgusting. A Jewish elementary school's library was burned down with a note referring to the Middle East conflict taped to the walls of the school. Police won't say much more at this point.

Shit like this, and people wonder why I keep getting angry every time. Gee, I dunno. Fuck.

I'm so happy Esha's blogging regularly. The rest of you should do likewise. :D

You know, thinking about this whole swan thing made me appreciate something. I'm not the biggest fan of my body, but someone once said to me that though I didn't live up to today's stupid beauty ideals, I have the type of body that artists used to paint. I'm hugely rephrasing, but that was (as far as I understood it, which is what really matters) the basic message of the comment. I realized that it's true, and though I hate how it looks comparative to today's standards, that's really cool.

So, I think that's all my rambling for now. Time to go be productive!

TIME CHANGE
Mood: Chill
MSN Name: You're so tittilating, you're blogworthy

OK, I've checked my e-mail obsessively all day and haven't gotten a single e-mail. At any of my accounts. I'm starting to think the internet is broken, and I'm going into serious withdrawl. I've sent e-mails, but I mean I haven't even gotten spam! This is creeeepy. Maybe it's an elaborate delayed April Fools joke. :) MSN is, however, working, which is good.

And I can still blog. And people can still comment. I'm at several days without a comment, which is a lil depressing. Have I become more boring or are people actually at the point of just not reading it? Or not wanting to comment? Who knows.

Just a reminder, for people who are like me and always forget... Set the clocks ahead tonight.. 2:00 will really be 3. My God I'm never getting to bed, I already had a 2 hour nap in preparation. And, if you really hate someone, arrange to talk to them at 2:30 tonight. It's impossible and wonderful. Hee hee.

I LOVE PASHA
Mood: Hyper
MSN Name: Needtawerknow

All day I've had songs rotating through my head, getting stuck there. This has changed about once an hour. I'm presently listening to Lady Marmalade. God I love that song. I also am becoming a big fan of Sarah Harmer. Not the aussie McGill one, the singer (though I have nothing against the former).

Brynen is the best man on earth. As I noted on John's blog, there was also an article about Buffy featuring his quotes. (John was discussing how he knows about the blogring, c/o Pashmina).

The exciting thing, aka why the title, is because Pasha's MSN name is "hard men are good to find." My God that's funny.

Rob's blog is also now relinked because he has repeatedly given me permission to link to him. He's also hot. It's good shit.

APRIL FOOLS, EXAMS SUCK
Mood: Grumpy
MSN Name: Exam tomorrow, yay!

Pics from SSMU awards are up on Floh.com's site now. I have posting priveledge. Mwa ha ha. I look HOT in that outfit. Supahfly.

I hate exams. I have a Tegan and Sara song in my head (Living room). I hate being moody and useless and taking it out on people around me who really don't deserve it. (which I did hours ago.)

To save Safi from having to beat me.. I won't post it... but ask him to tell you the muffin joke. I heart it. Also, new Safetypin. Also, the definition of anathema (the root of anathematize. It means to do this. Basically, curse.)

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