Saturday, July 24, 2004

Rachel has gone to the river with Montana and Olivia.  Ian and Joey are watching videos.  Kirsten and Caitlin have gone to the movies.  At 4:45 I have to fetch Kirsten and Caitlin from the movies, and at 5:20 I have to fetch Llewellyn from the sea-plane terminal.  Then Caitlin and Joey are going to their grandparents at 6:15, Rachel's coming back from Montana's at 6:30, and the four of us who live here, and Llewellyn, are going to the fireworks.  Afterwards, Rachel is sleeping over at Montana and Olivia's, and Llewellyn's sleeping over here.  Then I have to be at work by 10 tomorrow morning so I'll have to retrieve Rachel and return Llewellyn.  Clear?  Yup, I feel the same way.

Sunday, July 18, 2004

I'm writing my euthanasia paper.  Not all that difficult, actually, which may be a bad thing...  however, in the spirit of procrastination, this is interesting on the dynamics of internet groups.
It's good to be home for the day.  Ian just came to show me he has hacked Kirsten's Furby, to make it burp uncontrollably.
The other day I came home to a message informing me that I am still under consideration for the Residential Schools research job... to my surprise, as the deadline had come and gone. I am still trying not to think too hard about it, but I find myself at odd moments thinking, mmmm work from home, no customers, no lottery tickets...

M is in Connecticut and New York until the 26th. He managed to get to the Metropolitan Museum of Art, and spent an evening there. I wish I could have gone with him.

My eyes haven't been hurting as much lately. I have even been driving a bit, with very dark sunglasses that I bought from Zellers for 5 bucks.

It looks as if I might have a day off today. I've been working a lot since Cindy broke her foot, which is ok as sales are really down right now and I can't afford to pay so much labour.