tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258202162012-02-16T10:46:59.866-06:00Be careful out there.M.ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15109757657546365606noreply@blogger.comBlogger1841100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25820216.post-43224212347976739702010-03-02T15:21:00.003-06:002010-03-02T16:58:02.738-06:00

Catch up here.

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you know exactly what you gotSo I'm going out tonight, for a friend of a friend's engagement party. Mel's here, to pregame. So here's everything:Also, I drank this.We're not going out anymore. Unfortunate circumstances. Still feeling it, but I'm losing my buzz. Not going anywhere now, but I think I might still kill the bottle.

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We Need to Talk About Kevin is a novel told entirely in letters from a mother (Eva) to her husband (Franklin), while their son is in prison for multiple murders. He committed a school massacre. At first I had a few doubts about the formatting of the novel. I didn't think that one-sided letters would be effective, but I changed my mind one hundred pages from the end. The one-sided letters are

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Holy dysfunction. Before I saw the movie the first time (not long after it first came out), I had no idea this was a memoir. Who carts their son off to live with their psychoanalyst? In a house that could be featured on Hoarders? Oh man. I'm glad he became a critically acclaimed writer and all, but it makes me wonder what Burroughs is really like.That aside, I loved this book. It's

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Note the actual coconut floating inside. Is it pure rum? Rum punch? Why is it so blue? Don't worry I'll find out.

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Tender Morsels is a vast, well-written fairytale. And it is marked as YA, which I think is a misstep. It's beginning is ridiculously mature subject matter, and I had to put the book down and walk it off a few times. It's sad and scary and awful, but it drives the story. I think teens would be put off by it. (Seriously, what age bracket is YA directed at?) However I would in no way change

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I think this would be an amazing hangover pizza. Potato pesto pizza via foodwishes.

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Winner winner chicken dinner! Literally! This is orzo with chicken and peas and it's AMAZING. The best thing I've tried so far. Orzo is my new favourite thing - possibly because it combines two of my other favourite things (pasta and things that are rice-like). Via foodwishes!

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Amazing french toast. Via foodwishes. With last year's strawberries.

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Quite literally. B-A-N-A-N-A-S.

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Children of God is Russell's sequel to The Sparrow (which, you'll recall, I loved). Sigh. Sequels.Perhaps the downfall of Children of God lies in the nature of writing about alien culture. While the Runa and Jana'ata on Rakhat are just as interesting as before, the thrill of discovery is gone. What I enjoyed about the first book, aside from Russell's amazing characters, was watching the

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I'm holding down the fort here this week (parents in Cuba), so I decided to try cooking something every day. Tonight I tried seared scallops with rocket beans. All recipes via foodwishes.

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This book is probably as science fiction-y as you could ask for. Written by a science fiction master. Holds our reality up to a twisted, parallel one. Plus space. And also, not to be excluded, lots and lots of science.The science was what I struggled most with in The Gods Themselves. I dug it, but it took me a fair bit to comprehend. Let me lay it down for you. A scientist, Fredrick Hallam,

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Fast Food Nation is well-trod territory. Fast food is bad. Too many people are obese. Common knowledge. While this is interesting, Fast Food Nation is particularly captivating is in the progression of fast food from all-American ingenuity into corrupt soul-sucking health-wasteland. Or, you know. Something similar.As I may have noted in my What the Dog Saw review (and also possibly the

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I have a review I should be posting. Anyways, the three of you (two?) may or may not remember how I cut my hair. It wasn't a big deal, really. Anyways, it does things now! Cute things! I'm trying to not think about how I will encounter a life-changing bit of information this month, and instead focusing on that. Grad school nothing, look how curly!

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"Ooooooh, Rambo! Looka Rambo cl-i-i-i-mb-in' up dat tree like he an animal! Looka Rambo! RAMBO, WHERE YO KNIFE?"This marks the first time I've ever read a book about the life of a celebrity, actually written by that celebrity. I picked a great one to start with.I love Kathy Griffin. I love her act, I love her reality show. I love her hair. I love her nose job(s). I love how she is frank

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I cut all my hair off yesterday. I love it. It makes me leaner and also puts about 50% more neck on display.Time for a new me.

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I have never lived in a small town. Small towns have always held a certain romanticized mystery for me, probably because of that. I first heard of O'Nan's novel through the movie, on some Rockwell quest. I informed myself about it, didn't watch it, and promptly forgot about it. Until now, as I prepare myself (prepare being the key word here) to watch it.Snow Angels is a story about two

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via videosift.com

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I read this book in the bathtub as easily as I could have on a beach chair. And by that I mean, in under two hours. Sometimes it's nice to lay up on the heavy emotional reading and just read about someone hilarious that hilarious things happen to. That person is Chelsea Handler.Originally I picked this book because I knew it would be a quick and trashy read. I didn't think it would actually

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Curiosity is a descending stairthat leads to only who-knows-where ...You guys, I should just stop writing about Jasper Fforde. You know what I'm going to say. I have yet to meet a Fforde book I didn't love. LOVE.In this particular Fforde universe, a bit of a turn is taken from the literary world. It's more dystopian than Thursday Next, and a lot more significance is given to social standing

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I've read one other Gladwell book (Blink), and I've always admired his ability to make things simple and amazing. He writes in a clear, understandable way, and always about something that you don't think will blow your mind until it does. What the Dog Saw is no different.What the Dog Saw is a collection of some of Gladwell's NY Times pieces, but organized into Gladwell's signature similarity

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I first heard about House of Leaves while researching some horror fiction. Then I looked it up on Wikipedia. Where most books (series aside) have a relatively short page, the one for House of Leaves is long. And complex. And intriguing - not unlike the book. What the book is that the page isn't, however, is scary. This book is terrifying. Not tangibly, I suppose. But implicitly? Hell yes

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Max Brooks has a very specific definition of what a zombie is. Call me a zombie purist (because I am), but I'm on his side. Here's a helpful list, courtesy of the Guide.Zombies have no physical sensations. Which is why you need to aim for the noggin - nothing else will stop them.Zombie brains are oxygen independent. Which is why they can walk around underwater.Zombies don't have sex. Or

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Have you been lacking in offbeat, deadpan essays with incredibly long titles? I know I have. Have you been searching for the way to host the best fucking taco party ever? Tell David Sedaris to suck it? Delicately approach the sensitive question: anal? Learn how to party correctly? Most importantly, do you want to learn about the best goddamn custom van ever? Me too!Here's some other stuff

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I have yet to find a really chilling parasite infection story. You might say - why such a frivolous, narrow plot? My answer: this is the thing that gives me the heebies more than anything else. More than zombies or rage virus or aliens or vines. Goddamn, motherfucking bugs. I refuse to participate in discussions about bugs that live in or on people. Don't talk about lice when I'm around,

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Her Fearful Symmetry is not as good as The Time Traveler's Wife. Just getting that out of the way. Niffenegger is obviously a competent writer. She can feed me something like time travel all day, but it appears that I draw the line when it comes to ghosty things. (This will contain spoilers.)The book is mainly about two identical mirror twins, Julia and Valentina. On a personal note, I've

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I talked to my half-brother for the first time in a long time today. He called on Friday to wish us a happy holiday and I told Dad that if he called him back, I wanted to talk to him. He's the only half-sibling I have that actively stays in touch with us.I wanted to talk to him because he lives in Edmonton (along with two of my other half-siblings) and I wanted to let him know that I might be

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1. Get more flexible.2. Arms. Better arms.3. Finish this Cannonball Read.4. Second tattoo?

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Confession: the shine has been gone from Harry Potter for me for a while. Spare me your letters. But now, I've latched on to a new brand of YA fantasy! And it's written by Jasper Fforde!So last time I did this I just wrote a list. And if the things on that list didn't convince you to give The Eyre Affair a try, how about this - in this one, you don't even have to know the plot of Jane Eyre!

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This book reminds me of 500 Days of Summer. The plot isn't similar though - it would be like 500 Days of Summer in opposite world, except different. I guess I feel that way because 500 Days of Summer documents this need to classify and label a relationship and The Frog King contains a similar problem.Although Harry, eponymous frog king, is not as sweet and romantic as one might desire him to be

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What happens when you leave the safe nonsense of Alice in Wonderland and move into the slightly more disconcerting philosophical anarchism of The Man Who Was Thursday? It surely is a bit of a nightmare.We first meet Gabriel Syme and Lucian Gregory, both poets, arguing. Gregory (an anarchist) takes Syme to the Council of Anarchists, where Syme pretty snappily outwits him and gets himself elected

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Lowboy is the story of a teenage schizophrenic, with a love for subway trains, who is convinced that the world will end by fire. The world is too hot. His boy is too hot. He can save it. Does that sound (schizo)frenetic enough? HA!I really enjoyed this book. I'm always a bit wary of reading novels about schizophrenics though - it's basically the most terrifying disorder in the world to me (

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Man, I disliked this book. It's just a shame I liked the idea so much. Allow me to make that make sense.There is something to be said for formatting, and I have encountered some strange formatting. (To wit: backwards page numbers, no chapters, no quotations, stylized formatting to fit the sentence being said*, etc.) For the life of me, I can't understand why Blindness chose chapters a million

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This book has everything I like in it. Linguists! Space! Music! Faith-questioning! No, really.The Sparrow's title is based on Matthew 10:29-31 (paraphrased: not even a sparrow can fall to Earth without God knowing about it). What the book highlights, though, is that the sparrow still has to fall.Father Emilio Sandoz, a priest/linguist is sent into space with a team of friends to investigate

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In Little Children, Sarah (feminist/Starbucks employee turned mother) reads Madame Bovary with a book club. She suggests an opinion regarding Bovary's infidelity - that she is simply struggling instead of conceding to her oppressed societal role. The comparison is obvious. And whether or not your opinion overlaps with Sarah's pretty much determines your judgement of Sarah herself.I can

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I discovered partway through this book - I don't think I've ever seen the Wizard of Oz. I know I haven't read it. I only remember the broadstrokes of the story .. is it possible that it's so pop-culture relevant I just know it? (Not unlike Snow White, which I'm pretty sure I've never seen.) That was working against me. All I remembered was the tornado, Dorothy and Toto, the yellow brick road

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I should tell you up-front: this isn't going to be a review at all, only a checklist of reasons why you should read this book. The Eyre Affair is the first entry in Jasper Fforde's Thursday Next series. Let's begin.1. Everyone has a wicked awesome name.Case in point: Thursday Next, Victor Analogy, Acheron Hades, Pickwick, Braxton Hicks.2. It's set in an alternate Britain in 1985 when

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I had no idea that Cormac McCarthy wrote No Country for Old Men, but I'm happy I didn't know. If I had I probably would have read that instead of this (not to say that I wouldn't have enjoyed it, or that I won't read it at some point). I'm happy I read this - as happy as you can be after reading this. It's like a mindfuck where after it's over, you're all shaky and numb and cold. Too graphic?

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I hit another stumbling block. And it was Jane Eyre.It wasn't because I disliked Jane Eyre (the character) per se. I think it had something to do with the book's ungodly length ... and Mr. Rochester. I was talking to my mom three-quarters through, to try and figure out what was wrong. Although I respected the main character and was interested in her journey from abused child to happy

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They say you shouldn't move on to your next Cannonball book without writing your thoughts about the one you've finished, and I've been pretty faithful to that. Except this time. I'm pretty nearly halfway through Jane Eyre now, and I still haven't written this piece about Atwood. But, because what's done is done and I cannot move forward without writing this, and I happen to be having the most

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World War Z blends two of my favourite aspects of science fiction and horror - apocalyptic and virus/infection, respectively. My interest in apocalyptic science fiction has mainly to do with resiliency: what I view to be the most important human trait. How resilient can we be when faced with catastrophe on a massive scale?Similarly, the virus/infection subgenre of horror seems to be the new

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After reading this book, I can safely say that Stephen Fry's Bright Young Things (2003) is one of the best book-to-film adaptations I've ever seen. It captures the spirit of the book and yet, the movie works better as a movie (just as the book works better as a book). Make sense?Vile Bodies is one part romantic comedy and two parts car crash. And maybe also a tiny part Alice in Wonderland -

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One Hundred Years of Solitude examines one hundred years of a village (Macondo) and its inhabitants - specifically the lives of one particular family and their descendants. I had a hard time with it, despite how much I liked it.Marquez prints a family tree on the first page of the book, to help you track the family. I can't figure out if that was helpful or not. It was helpful in the way that

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I have a print on my wall of Frank Sinatra's mugshot, from when he got arrested in 1938 (he was 22).* This should pretty accurately show my amount of love for him. I will be the first to admit that I fell in love more with Sinatra-the-image than I did with Sinatra-the-actual-guy. And while it was fascinating to learn about his life in show business, I just didn't care about the details as

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Shocking confession: I've never read any Stephen King before. Not a lick. I know, I know .. and I call myself a horror fan. I think it's because I had always had this idea that he had written a few great ones (Carrie, The Shining, the Dark Tower stuff), but I had this weird bias about all the other stuff. Like, it was all about inanimate objects or mystical forces or something. I mean, the

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Spoilers ahead.The Martian Chronicles is a series of loosely connected vignettes, describing the colonization of Mars, the extinction of the Martians and the near-extinction of Earth itself. A couple of the stories I recognized from the compilation of shorts I had read (Book #8), specifically "Ylla" and "The Naming of Names", took on a whole new meaning within this narrative arc.We are first

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A while back, when I was casually asking some friends about books I should be reading, this one got recommended to me twice. Then I found out it won a Pulitzer. Intimidation city. Also, it's a bit of an opus for Michael Chabon - and it's huge. Which is why it took me a hundred years to finish it. This is normally the part where I would blame it being September for my lack of motivation,

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I refuse to spoil this book. I say this because when I was researching books for Cannonball, I found this one by skimming a review that (unfortunately) gave away the nature of the world inhabited by it's characters. I won't do that here, and I encourage you not to seek it out. Avoid plot summaries of the book, and subject listings and the labels of the sections it's shelved in. You know, if

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I managed to be sympathetic of the characters in The Ruins because they are so, so human. They have mostly stable relationships that they don't work on. They have goals and ambitions they are scared of. They drink too much. When the group realizes their situation in the eponymous ruins, they remain unstable, they remain afraid, if only at a higher degree. (And they still drink too damn much.

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I finally get it.For most of my linguistic academic career, Lewis Carroll's tales of Alice have been held very high. When I would hear one of my professors reference it I would think vaguely about the Cheshire Cat and The Caterpillar and decide that yes, all of that was probably very linguistically clever. But now, I get it.I couldn't read Alice's Adventures in Wonderland (though I own it too),

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Nine words into the prelude of Icelander, I found a word I didn't know. It was "plaughtting", as in "Our Heroine woke to the sound of snowflakes, plaughtting against the window ...".When I first read it, I moved on. Cool word, I thought, and I think I can guess at what it means. There are only so many things snowflakes can do against a window. It wasn't until after I'd finished the book, when

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The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time is written by Christopher. He is obviously autistic but it's never mentioned where on the spectrum he is exactly. He's a teenager, and seems to be very high functioning. Christopher finds his neighbour's dog dead, and sets out to solve the mystery behind the crime. But, as can be expected, that tiny mystery leads to a bigger, more personal

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(This will likely contain spoilers.)The Children's Hospital is about the end of the world. During a particularly frantic night in a pediatric hospital, the world is drowned in seven miles of water. The only survivors are the children patients, most of their parents, and the staff. The most central character, Jemma, is having sex with her boyfriend Rob at the time. Adrian introduces the four

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Dave Eggers is my favourite author.What's frustrating about declaring that is that I can't quite articulate why. It's because A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius is my fall-back book when I want to read something but don't know what. I've read it seven times. It's also the first book that's made me actually cry. What's more incredible, that it made me cry or that it makes me laugh? Both?The

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I bought this book at the Science Fiction Museum in Vancouver, on a total and complete whim. There were plenty of books in the gift shop. Why didn't I stick with some more recognizable Bradbury, and just buy Fahrenheit 451? (Answer: it wasn't there. But it's on my list.) I'd like to think it's because I'm trying to keep this Cannonball challenge as diverse as possible, and I couldn't resist a

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I must have really thought that I would like Foer (Foer? Safran Foer?), because I brought two of his books with me on vacation. Luckily, it wasn't a misstep.Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close is about Oskar, a nine-year-old boy on a quest to solve a mystery left by his late father. Along the way we learn about his mother, his grandparents, the people affected by his quest and, most

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I can safely say I hit the first bump in the road on my challenge. I really, really, really had a hard time with this one. I read this book over a million headache-y, frustrating years. Perhaps it was because I was coming off of a crazy mindfuck of a Jonathan Safran Foer story. Perhaps because I chose this book because of that one Gossip Girl episode. Perhaps I just don't have any patience

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Sunday we went to the races, which was kind of amazing. I forget sometimes how much I like watching races. Not roundy-round NASCAR, but NHRA. Dad got his shirt signed by Jon Force, Ashley Force Hood and cutie Morgan Lucas. I got a wicked sunburn. Then we went to Seattle.Hello, Seattle.On some advice from someone at work, we rode the ducks in Seattle. It was kind of amazing. All the ducks

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Today we're in Kent, Washington. Going to the races tomorrow. Mom and I spent the whole day in the hotel today, watching 30 Rock. Here's some stuff from the Capilano Suspension Bridge in Vancouver:Then we went to Metrotown Mall, which is the second-largest mall in Canada I'm told. My parents got the biggest bowls of wonton soup ever. Picture-worthy? I think so.The stores in that mall are

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The reason I like books like Everything is Illuminated is probably the same reason that other people hate them. This book doesn't have any point of rest in the story, it only propels itself forward with no destination. I can appreciate books like this one, that are solely about the journey, because I would never be able to write like this. Any story I could think of would have an end of sorts,

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Coquitlam. Looking for Swedish fish in IKEA, instead we found these.Quayside Market in Vancouver.Big pimpin'.Oh, everyone knows zombies eat brains.Cupcakes! I researched this. That's how much I love cupcakes. Four delicious locations in Vancouver.Buttercup for me, chocolate for Dad, mini key lime for Mom. Check them out here.Granville Island. Thanks for the insight.So cute.

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Bow River Falls in Banff. I was eating ice cream (it was 10:30 in the morning). That's how you know I'm on vacation.This (sideways) picture is of Johnson Canyon. We hiked to the Lower Falls in the rain. My dad rode this trail when he was a trail rider in Banff between 1955-56.Oh hey, green really IS the colour.Right beside the falls here.As for this, I'm working on it.We're in Merritt now but

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We made it to Strathmore entirely on sing-a-longs. Of Marty Robbins. It was kind of amazing.Oh, hello.Familiar. Flat. Look, landscape!The view from our balcony in Banff.Main Street. I bought a big bottle of the lotion equivalent of my perfume, and fudge. Highly successful.This awkward pose is brought to you courtesy of my Dad. In the park in the background lies the picnic table my Dad slept

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American Gods is about a man named Shadow and his place within the war between the "old" gods and the "new" ones. The former includes deities, culture heroes and spirits and the latter are gods which represent media and technology. Presumably, the old gods are fading away with lack of belief, as their people latch on to new, American gods.I wasn't familiar with a lot of the old gods, but there

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I should preface this by saying that I read most of this book while waiting for people to decide on their ice cream flavour at work. I mention this because picking this book up and then putting it down repeatedly did me no favours. This book has a lot of book in it. It details the lives of the Lambert family - Mom (Enid), Dad (Alfred) and their kids (Gary, Chip and Denise).The Corrections was

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Middlesex is the story of Cal (formerly Calliope), an intersexed daughter of parents Tessie and Milton and grandparents Desdemona and Lefty. Although Cal was born a boy and narrates the book as his forty-year-old male self, he was raised as a girl into his adolescence. Cal's abnormal genetic makeup is used as an opportunity to flash back to both previous generation's lives and their

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I am running a literary marathon, I've decided. And what better way to start than with what has been the most challenging book to ever exist on my bookshelf?I say this because I am very familiar with the first fifty pages of Catch-22. I have read them five times (six, now) in the past year and a half. Then I have promptly put down the book. I may have bought Catch-22 on a whim, but I knew I

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Last part I swear.

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How does anyone get anything done with this YouTube all over the place.

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This has been both hilarious and illuminating. Here are some shows I remember watching as a kid.

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Well, obviously.

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I eat a LOT.I cock my head to the left almost every time I'm deep in thought. It must be funny to anyone watching.I love Twitter.There's someone following me on Twitter. I think it's weird.I don't think I like drinking anymore.I think I like spring/summer classes.I like olives. (This is new knowledge.)I hate it when people are snobby about music. I like Hedley. And ABBA. And I make those

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That means: semester over.

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I miss everyone.I was more hurt than angry.I am still hurt.I have good self awareness.I lack confidence.I am usually happy or looking tired.I am single but not looking.I worry all the time, about everything.I am still heartbroken about not having a dog anymore.I fear I am losing the relationships that are most important to me, and that it is my own fault for not budgeting time for them.I am

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Happy Easter Weekend.*This isn't unusual if you're a peacher's kid, I swear.

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Emm Gryner, Buck 65, Holy Fuck.I finished my essays today!

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Apparently, I didn't realize that we had eight years of IKEA catalogues in our hall closet. Suck on that, hand-drawn couch.

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We're doing language lessons in my 327 class. I go on Wednesday and I'm supposed to teach some German. I didn't want to use overheads so I'm making flashcards. I'm teaching some vocabulary that has to do with rooms in the house and household objects. Or maybe all of the vocabulary will be household objects because there aren't that many rooms in the house to name and I don't want to get

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I really want to see this. I was sold on it when Bil Nighy snorted. But that's always the case for me.In obvious news, I watched the trailer for Where the Wild Things Are and it nearly destroyed me. I love that book and the movie looks outstanding. There's that one scene in the trailer where one of the wild things is crying? I teared up. From the trailer. I've decided I'm seeing it on

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I don't believe in horoscopes, but man do I believe in this. Did you know I'm 100% introverted?

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In honour of seeing I Love You, Man last night - which was hilarious - here were the people in the movie I was happiest to see (secondary character-wise).Tom LennonMaster of strip-o-grams, fuffing, new boot goofing and delicious piping hot Arby's.Mather ZickelMike Powers, addict dreamboat Kieran and so on.Jay ChandrasekharApparently it's hard to find a picture in which he doesn't look wasted, so

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So, despite being stupidly busy - I've managed to find the time to watch a few movies. Not outside of my house, of course. In my room. Don't be absurd.Extreme MovieFirstly, Michael Cera is in this for like, four and a half minutes three-quarters of the way in. Secondly, he sucks because the whole movie sucks hard. HARD. Soul MenI gave up halfway through. I love you Bernie Mac, and I liked

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Eagles. True story. Also, they get more self-deprecating."Welcome to the Eagles Assisted Living Tour. We are the Eagles, the band that wouldn't die."Thank God!

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I know I do. Let's watch, shall we?

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But that wasn't a secret or anything. Quest had better win. I may have a leeeeeeetle crush on all of them. Did you know that Lil' Mama is 19 years old?! She looks like she's 37. But I guess it explains her terrible grammar.Here's her new video. I don't know how I feel about the song yet (I think I like it), but I love the dance break in the video. Because, Fanny Pak! Matt Cady!

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So I guess the universe digs my horror movie post, because it's the creepiest, Stephen King-iest rolling fog night of the year. Eerie.Also FNUV is a ghosttown at this time of night. Extra eerie.Oh and P.S. you guys I AM TOTALLY GOING TO THE EAGLES. FOR FREE.

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I know some lovely, lovely people.

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We're putting our dog down today.

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Hey, it's the Oscars! I hope MIA is here (doubtful), and she performs her Slumdog song (really really doubtful). I hope Mickey Rourke is wearing the ungodliest outfit that ever there was. I hope Hugh Jackman does a little dance, just like I hoped at 10:06 of the last Oscar live-blog I did. I hope the Oscars end before my laptop battery runs out. Shall we?7:30. Why, it's a blinding crystal

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got flowers. (From my Dad.)worked and got a headache.gave my parents free-trade chocolate.got free-trade chocolate I wasn't expecting.skipped the bike.got deadly gifts from my awesome parents.made cupcakes because Meagan has the best ideas ever.Today I Will:bike, bike, bike.do homework.go to the liquor store.infuse vodka with flavour.get psyched for Saskatoon.

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Family/kinship edition.eldermatron*brethrengentry*I like that this definition was expanded to include some sort of dignity and social status, but it's a damn shame people think 'matronly' means something generally bad. It doesn't....we're gonna have a good dayand all my homies gonna ride todayand all these mommies look fly todayand all we wanna do is get by today, heywe're gonna have a good

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I love the way Rhys Darby says "guitar".

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I realize I've jumped on the boots-over-skinny-jeans bandwagon a little late, but look new boots. Point of Interest: It took me five minutes to figure out that I couldn't hold the boot in my hand and take a picture of the whole thing at the same time. Then I propped it against the ledge. University student!

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9:00 AM - I do homework. Riley sleeps.10:00 AM - More homework. Dog unconsciously taunts me with her neverending sleep.11:00 AM - I have managed to make an advising appointment with the most capable advisor in the whole damned place. My request is possible! I will graduate with a BA in Linguistics (Honours) with a Psych minor.11:15 AM - This mural is on the wall of the Classroom Building.

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Tomorrow I go to fight for the Psychology part of my Psycholinguistics degree. Or rather, to fight for the possibility of having a Psycholinguistics degree instead of just a Linguistics one. Updates tomorrow. Good thoughts please?

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I spent most of the Superbowl split between Semantics homework and watching Kings of Leon Only By the Night Home Movies on Youtube.This is my favourite song ... uh, for right now.

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And you don't have to stick to one part, it could be a lot of parts.

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That pretty much covers it. Hopefully I'll change my tune. But for now, thanks for nothing Student Services! Fuck you!

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These are songs with names in the title. Names that make me jealous because they're awesome songs and it's hard to rhyme 'McKenzie'.Hannah, Ray LaMontagneJolene, Ray LaMontagneAimee, Damien RiceMy Maria, Brooks & DunnLaura, Scissor SistersAlison, Elvis CostelloHey Julie, Fountains of WayneChelsea Dagger, The FratellisHenrietta, The FratellisKathleen, Josh RitterJenny, The KillersOdette, Matthew

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