no people to report.

I have no people to report on this week. Thank Heavens. It might have something to do with staying home and reading Dostoevsky's Brothers Karmakov. If I don't leave, the strangers are usually pretty good about not coming to my door.

Anyways...trying to think of something interesting...trying...trying...
I learned how to salsa. Just a little.
I learned that bomb threats mean cancelled classes.
I learned that I shouldn't forget about tomatoes or they grow fungus in my cupboard.
I learned that my computer battery broke. This equals no computer.
I learned that I can hear my upstairs apartment folks go to the bathroom. This makes seeing them very awkward, since I've never talked to them before. I just know their bathroom ritual.

And other than all the studying about grammar and phonetics that I've been doing for my exams, I think that's pretty much everything I've learned in a nutshell.

happy valentine's day.

A nice man on the bus invited me to join him and his alleged girlfriend for their Valentine's Day dinner. I declined his offer and instead ate a chocolate cake and half a tub of ice cream with my room mate. I never want to meet another stranger again as long as I live. They are everywhere.

oh, life.

Well, it's been awhile since I've reported the interesting people who have come into my life. So a quick recap: (1) an elderly European gentleman who almost beat me up with his cane and (2) a man who preached to me about girls, guys and astrology on the bus (which would have been funny, if he didn't follow me around Quebec and grab my shoulders so that I would listen to him).

Anyways, other than that and having my credit card number stolen so some lucky person could take a trip to the United Kingdom (aargh! If I don't have enough money to go, why should I give my money to a complete stranger?????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I want to swear. A lot.), life is pretty good. And a special thanks goes out to Amanda, Sara and Brian for helping me keep my sanity this week.

End of rant.