Friday, 2 July 2010
1. After some calling and listing-looking, I have found a place to stay in BC. I now will not be homeless when I go to school.
2. I am reading Sense and Sensibility. By Jane Austen. Yeah, yeah, it's a girls' book or something. I was told that if I was going to read Manfield Park, which is on my bookshelf, then I ought to read Sense and Sensibility first, as Mansfield is apparently the worst of the Austen books and Sense one of the best. This way I would not be unduly turned off by the author's less esteemed work. So I got Sense and Sensibility from the library at the same time that I got Understanding Comics and a collection of T. S. Eliot's poetry.
3. I discovered I dislike T. S. Eliot's poetry as much now as I did in first year of university.
4. Geez. Not much has happened. I'm struggling for seven here. I watched The Book of Eli, starring Denzel Washington and Gary Oldman. I was impressed, more than I had anticipated.
5. I got Canada Day off work, as it is a statutory holiday. Some people, I hear, are boycotting it? I understand frustration with Canada's policies, and I understand that some folks are not thrilled to be part of Canada (Quebecois separatists, some Native separatists), but the folks I had heard were boycotting Canada Day are not to my knowledge separatists. I think they struggle with ideas of nation and nationality. That Canada contains many nationalities does make a single celebratory national day difficult, I suppose? But to boycot seems unnecessary. That seems like an awfully symbolic denial of your own Canadian identity. This would be rather like my dropping out of school because I had problems with the education system, or refusing to obey any Canadian law because I disagreed with the drafting of one. That is to say, it's like throwing the baby out with the bathwater. I prefer to make changes from the inside rather than the outside, so long as those on the inside are not transgressing enormous ethical codes. You know, genocide or something. Even then I would likely oppose in the name of the sort of Canada I envision.
Not that I was terribly patriotic on Canada Day. I was pretty lazy, minus a hike through the woods. I also spent a little time contemplating what a Canadian epic would look like (epics often being nationalist, right?), but did not get very far. Em or Brad, if you're reading this, have you ever considered what an American epic would look like? And I mean Renaissance Spenser-Milton-inspired-by-Ovid-and-Homer sort of epic. Not "epic blockbuster" sort of epic.
6. I had a panic yesterday. I had been looking for an envelope which gave me information about a government research grant I had been offered. In order to receive those funds I need to do some more paperwork, which means I needed the envelope. Which I could not find. I looked in the place I keep important envelopes, and it wasn't there. So I tore my room apart, in a near frenzy, working myself into a state of nervous panic. The whole time I was praying, God, forgive me my transgressions, please don't let me fail at life because of my own stupid stupid mistakes and my own carelessness over and over again. This isn't usual for me; generally I'm just in a wreck and swear up and down that I'll be more organized in future. Begging God doesn't usually come into it. Is this improvement because I'm communicating? I'm not sure.
After making a mess of my room and probably making it harder to find it, I decided to look again in the place where I keep important envelopes and, wouldn't you know it, there it was. I had missed it. And then felt like an idiot, which really wasn't a change, since I had been feeling like an idiot in the first place for losing it. So now it's sitting on my desk (which is perhaps somewhat neater than before), where I can see it, so I can do the paperwork tomorrow.
7. There was a bison at work, but he was too frisky and young for me to pet. Or lead, which is what I wanted. Ponies and donkeys? That's so last week. A bison would have been cool. But even I wouldn't be silly enough to try and lead this young man. (He's two years old, an age which is alike in humans and bison in being "terrible". He's also big.)
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Posted by Christian H at 20:03