"Oh my god, I haven't seen you since like, YESTERDAY!!"

*shudder* Stupid teenagers who like hanging out in book stores.

So yesterday I went to the optometrist's, and had to go through a myriad of tests - one of which has scarred me for life. After the normal tests were done, the doc said he needed to do some tests for glaucoma, since my great-grandmother had it. In order to get a good reading, they had to measure the thickness of my cornea (I think...). So they put some numbing drops in my eye, pried my eye open and poked me about eight times (per eye) with this pen-like instrument. Thankfully, I couldn't see it actually touching my eye, but this odd ripple effect (exactly like when you drop a rock into water) occurred around the point of contact. It didn't hurt at all, but the numbing effect was weird, and I could still feel a weird tingling feeling on my eye for several hours afterward. But I'll never have to do that again, which is good. Sorry for the grossness, but I'm so proud that I was able to actually sit through that torture...

"I think the prof skipped the exam to get a haircut..."

More pictures of Emma.

She's so cute, even though she attempts to attack my slippers.

Some more quotes for the day, both said in my Gender and Genre class... And, by the way, my writing teacher really liked my latest poem, as did the class. He's teaching the fiction course next year, so I encourage all of my UTSC friends (ie Gillian, because you're the only one who reads this thing) to take it.

"When Kat packaged up her cyst and sent it to her lover, I don't think she was completely sane. You know, when someone dips a nasty cyst in chocolate and puts it in a truffle box, it may be a clue that they may be on the edge."

"It'd be hard to be a woman and be looked at by everyone, and them saying "breeder... breeder" under their breath. It's a surprise they didn't die or kill everyone."

"I'd like the Hot Raspberry Delight."-me, pointing to the menu
"What the hell's THAT?!" -bartender

They won't tell me

Ok, so I've finished Sister Carrie after many long nights and many early mornings. It feels good to have it done. But, I thought THAT novel was long - now I have to read Jane Erye, which is 660+ pages. Fun.

At work, I came across this book. I found it sad that it only took a little over a month for a "tell all" book to come out. Sample chapter titles: "The Honeymoon Years," "The Angelina Factor," and "What's Next?!" So sad... then again, it was written by the great minds behind US Magazine.

"Well, back when I shopped here, the return policy was unlimited and 14 days!" - obviously confused customer...

I hope your reading week is more productive than mine. I've spent the entire time trying to figure out my American Lit essay questions and trying to figure out my notes from class (sorry Gillian... I shouldn't have copied him word-for-word). Also, trying to read a 480+ page novel about a spoiled little teenage girl up and moving to Chicago and getting "a real taste of the world" (including how men at the time thought of women *shakes fist*) is terribly boring... Only 340 pages and four days to go before the exam. Fun times.

By the way, happy 50 months, love.

"In class today, I discovered the meaning of life!" - one student yelling to another.
"Oh yeah? The meaning of life?"
"Yeah... it's Gameboy."

To emphasize how much the American Lit class sucks, my friend and I counted the number of times the prof said "um" or "uh." Total after 1 1/2 hrs: 348. 15 "Okays," too.

That beats his previous record of 252.

Emma

Intoducing the newest member of our family, Emma. She is a two year old Dutch Rabbit, adopted from a friend of mine from work. I'm sure more pictures will follow... hehe.