my dog

like I need more dogs. M's boss (the poster child for financial mismanagement) has left his dog here while he's in Calgary. It's a cute dog but my own are nervous, and it's pretty much walltowall dog this weekend. they all seem to be shedding.

I'm procrastinating, as usual, the harm reduction paper needs about 500 more words. luckily I still have plenty to say, which is amazing considering I didn't think I cared very much. but harm reduction seems nicely realistic.

The cemetery plot people have disappeared.

things are getting a bit weird here. in case you haven't noticed. I'm obsessing about outkast and my concentration is shot. I'm contemplating giving up all my worldly possessions and becoming a bag lady. I have a nice bag, that M brought me back from a conference he went to recently, and I've been filling it with stuff.

kate is
kate is available for instant download
kate is not your average super model
kate is the rock of the division
kate is actively involved in other organisations
kate is nevertheless considered beautiful by many
kate is a
from googlism

"We are, each of us, finite beings in a universe which, so far as we can know, is infinite. Whether the universe had a beginning and an end we are not sure - but we are certain we had a beginning and we all know we will have an end. There is a limit to the time during which we can learn things - and there are far too many things to learn for any of us ever to be sure we are an authority except - at best - in small and limited ways."

from here

mighty fine only got you somewhere half the time / and the other half either got you / cussed out or coming up short (outkast!)

some woman came and set up a table across from me at the mall today to sell cemetery plots. it's a sign. I really am dead.