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Name: Christine
Country: Canada
Expertise: |reading| |writing| |getting caught in the rain| |being myself| |confusing people| |confusing myself| |going to camp| |singing| |hoping| |getting things muddled| |being silent| |loving Jesus| |laughing| |playing my French Horn| |living poetry| |using typewriters| |wondering| |just being| |end.|
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6/15/2003
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| So..... yeah. Hi, kids. It's been a while.
How're tricks?
Some of you might be wondering, once in a long while, what's been happening over here.
Phil and I are nearing our 1.5yr anniversary. We are not engaged. Yet.
I learned to oil paint.
Phil broke my head by accident, but now it's better.
I now know that being assistant chorus librarian is pretty much the best committee position ever.
Might be summer staff, doing maintenance, up at camp next year.
Switched my major.
Now addicted to certain comics and things.
I crochet hats now. My head is toasty.
Obviously, am still a bad blog-updater-lady.
Chocolate ice cream? Yes, please.
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| I am fairly certain that
eating this many fried perogies and onions, this close to sleeping, at
this time at night, can't be any good at all for my ... well, anything,
really. And yet...
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| We received, in the mail this morning, the first Christmas catalogue of the year.
Let the record show that it is the 25th of August.
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| Countdowns:
Bedtime: 2 hours, give or take
Daycamp (ending): 2 days
Next paycheque (pick-upping): 5 days
Overnight camp (begininning): 10 days
Time until Phil-seeing: 10 days
School (starting): 26 days
Birthday (twenty-turning): 1 month, 19 days
Bored-with-counting being: now.
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| I'm a terrible blogger.
It's been, what, a month? A little over, rather. Anyway, here's the skinny:
Employment:
I am a failed tree-planter; it was not the life for me. Worked for all
of June as a catch-all nanny/babysitter/housecleaner/servant for some
RichPeople in a RichNeighbourhood not especially close to home. Spent a
great many hours with Sebastien-the-biter and his sister; days
alternated between beatific and hellish. Am now packing in order to
tomorrow depart for camp, where I will be spending a week in a cabin
with about eight little girls as well as a co-counsellor. I get back on
Saturday the 8th; on Monday the 10th I begin six straight weeks of day
camp. Following day camp, I have a little bit of a break, and the head
back to the first camp to spend a week in the kitchen, and then a long
weekend chillaxing before school starts.
School:
I've picked my major: I'll be doing a double-M in English and History.
I've decided (sort of) that I'll be focussing on Canadian History
within my H. degree; still no thoughts on where I want to specialize
within the English.
Weddings: No,
I'm not engaged. But my cousin Ruth is. Also, my friend Jenna. It's all
quite exciting, and I'm hoping to soon hear similar news from Karen. I
expect that she's hoping, too.
Packing: It's
driving me a little crazy. I'm bringing up to Junior Girls this year
more things than I ever have before, and I'm not quite sure how
everything is going to fit. The good news is that I'm getting a ride
(thanks, H!) and don't have to take the bus up with all the campers.
Health:
It's been recently discovered that I have mild scoliosis. Not enough to
be treatable, mind you, just enough to deny me another precious
half-inch of height (and thus be rather irksome). I also got from my
doctor a prescription for some scary anti-inflammatory pills ("warning:
use of this medication has resulted in fetal and newborn death" and
other similar disaster warnings are included) which help my joints feel
a lot better. They've done some x-rays to try and figure out what
exactly is going on, but the results still won't be back for another
week or so.
Cookies: Phil made me some yesterday. They are delicious.
Dollar Stores: I
know, I know, people in China (or... wherever) are paid tiny amounts of
money to make cheap trinkets and things which we then buy here for tiny
amounts of money... but, I really like them. I've been getting a lot of
things for camp at dollarama and the like. It can be fun... highlights
include crazy straws, ugly teeth, a cabin set of mosquito-net hats
(oh-so-necessary in beautiful Muskoka this time of year), and taking
home 66 wooden boxes on the long, long subway ride.
This: is distracting me now... I need to go pack some more.
Right-o, then.
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