<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:43:37.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>awkward grammar</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>113</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-6250596093340008096</id><published>2007-03-11T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T09:27:51.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Papers papers papers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/RfQtxGpnfcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/K_O6DotyElY/s1600-h/intimate00_install_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/RfQtxGpnfcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/K_O6DotyElY/s400/intimate00_install_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040704204556434882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/RfQtrmpnfbI/AAAAAAAAACs/k6-6uew3wCI/s1600-h/Big+Drips+%281999%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/RfQtrmpnfbI/AAAAAAAAACs/k6-6uew3wCI/s400/Big+Drips+%281999%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040704110067154354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/RfQtoWpnfaI/AAAAAAAAACk/SqoR2sZyXeg/s1600-h/Blanc%29Noir-Maureen+%282000%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/RfQtoWpnfaI/AAAAAAAAACk/SqoR2sZyXeg/s400/Blanc%29Noir-Maureen+%282000%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040704054232579490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/RfQtjmpnfZI/AAAAAAAAACc/rdbXCIvN9e0/s1600-h/Coulures,+Colorees+%282000%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/RfQtjmpnfZI/AAAAAAAAACc/rdbXCIvN9e0/s400/Coulures,+Colorees+%282000%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040703972628200850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/RfQtgWpnfYI/AAAAAAAAACU/4dDqcpomih8/s1600-h/Grey+Lisa+%282000%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/RfQtgWpnfYI/AAAAAAAAACU/4dDqcpomih8/s400/Grey+Lisa+%282000%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040703916793625986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/RfQtdWpnfXI/AAAAAAAAACM/PgYCwnBbzOI/s1600-h/Grey+Lisa+-+detail+%282000%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/RfQtdWpnfXI/AAAAAAAAACM/PgYCwnBbzOI/s400/Grey+Lisa+-+detail+%282000%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040703865254018418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/RfQtZGpnfWI/AAAAAAAAACE/gFqgFEqm4zE/s1600-h/La+Jaune+%281999%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/RfQtZGpnfWI/AAAAAAAAACE/gFqgFEqm4zE/s400/La+Jaune+%281999%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040703792239574370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/RfQtTGpnfVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Nf7ZJE0QNZk/s1600-h/Red+Drips-Coulures+Rouges+%281999%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/RfQtTGpnfVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Nf7ZJE0QNZk/s400/Red+Drips-Coulures+Rouges+%281999%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040703689160359250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/RfQtM2pnfUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/K5KoFkaFxJA/s1600-h/Johanna%27s+Grid+-+detail+%281999%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/RfQtM2pnfUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/K5KoFkaFxJA/s400/Johanna%27s+Grid+-+detail+%281999%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040703581786176834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/RfQtImpnfTI/AAAAAAAAABs/mBMkRgnf1mw/s1600-h/Waiting+for+J+%281999-2000%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/RfQtImpnfTI/AAAAAAAAABs/mBMkRgnf1mw/s400/Waiting+for+J+%281999-2000%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040703508771732786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just because I want to procrastinate even more.&lt;br /&gt;More Ghada Amer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-6250596093340008096?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/6250596093340008096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=6250596093340008096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/6250596093340008096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/6250596093340008096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2007/03/papers-papers-papers.html' title='Papers papers papers'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/RfQtxGpnfcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/K_O6DotyElY/s72-c/intimate00_install_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-3031604317612821243</id><published>2007-02-25T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T18:38:13.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yipyipyip</title><content type='html'>oh wow. just got home from my trip today. london for 8 days and berlin for two. got to see sarah for five days, which was the best part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO, when i got home i had two wonderful letters waiting for me. the first letter said i would be able to graduate this semester, which means as of april 23rd i'll have my BFA! what was even better - the second letter was an acceptance letter from U of A!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEEEEEAAAAAA. what a goooood weeek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm too lazy to get the pictures off my camera, so here are some photos sarah took. i'll post my pictures later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/ReJGvr2hq4I/AAAAAAAAAAg/6jcZkkE60Z0/s1600-h/n512709805_22003_959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/ReJGvr2hq4I/AAAAAAAAAAg/6jcZkkE60Z0/s400/n512709805_22003_959.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035665118392855426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/ReJG0b2hq5I/AAAAAAAAAAo/N5yAz6SVn8Q/s1600-h/n512709805_22004_2085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/ReJG0b2hq5I/AAAAAAAAAAo/N5yAz6SVn8Q/s400/n512709805_22004_2085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035665199997234066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/ReJG4b2hq6I/AAAAAAAAAAw/KVIA87XYp7g/s1600-h/n512709805_22007_1435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/ReJG4b2hq6I/AAAAAAAAAAw/KVIA87XYp7g/s400/n512709805_22007_1435.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035665268716710818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/ReJG-72hq7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/Rnq2J55pz6M/s1600-h/n512709805_21998_5741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/ReJG-72hq7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/Rnq2J55pz6M/s400/n512709805_21998_5741.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035665380385860530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/ReJHFL2hq8I/AAAAAAAAABA/vo6S1eJkA5w/s1600-h/n512709805_22009_6992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/ReJHFL2hq8I/AAAAAAAAABA/vo6S1eJkA5w/s400/n512709805_22009_6992.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035665487760042946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/ReJHKr2hq9I/AAAAAAAAABI/tqZ79y97M_s/s1600-h/n512709805_22011_8378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/ReJHKr2hq9I/AAAAAAAAABI/tqZ79y97M_s/s400/n512709805_22011_8378.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035665582249323474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;talk to you soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-3031604317612821243?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/3031604317612821243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=3031604317612821243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/3031604317612821243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/3031604317612821243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2007/02/yipyipyip.html' title='yipyipyip'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/ReJGvr2hq4I/AAAAAAAAAAg/6jcZkkE60Z0/s72-c/n512709805_22003_959.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-6021873636953743220</id><published>2007-02-10T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T21:45:22.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/Rc1b9C4tSGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RD8sN4HuFOE/s1600-h/IMG_0470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/Rc1b9C4tSGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RD8sN4HuFOE/s400/IMG_0470.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029777463147579490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-6021873636953743220?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/6021873636953743220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=6021873636953743220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/6021873636953743220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/6021873636953743220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2007/02/boo.html' title=''/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8FVTw8rivU/Rc1b9C4tSGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RD8sN4HuFOE/s72-c/IMG_0470.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-116520433467659318</id><published>2006-12-03T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T19:59:34.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello. gooodbye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5164/600/1600/114639/img044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5164/600/200/625537/img044.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;school is really getting me down. i feel like i've been doing school work for ages and haven't had any fun. or really talked to anyone. i feel like it's really hard this semester and i can't really figure out why. i bet it's because i'm taking all these classes that i don't even care about. but it will be over in two weeks. two weeks! and then i'm commmmin dowwwwnn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kate m came to visit for 5 days and it was so nice to have someone here to to work with. so much work. and matt k was here too. we made a cake for kate m's birthday. well, it wasn't really a cake but a mash of stuff hidden under some whipped cream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graeme and mike came home from chicago and london/milano, and with them came good presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from chicago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5164/600/1600/690458/IMG_0463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5164/600/400/844553/IMG_0463.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(notice mike's new diamond encrusted cross from italy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from milan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5164/600/1600/85677/IMG_0465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5164/600/400/415030/IMG_0465.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fuckin love thing. it's an old caramel tin. i bet she never farts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also found these pictures on my camera and they made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5164/600/1600/892284/IMG_0432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5164/600/400/56950/IMG_0432.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5164/600/1600/33423/IMG_0433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5164/600/400/27987/IMG_0433.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what do you guys want to do when i get home? i have 5 days. do you want to make some dinner and then eat it with my nanny? she's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. time to write a paper in one night. again. hope you are good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-116520433467659318?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/116520433467659318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=116520433467659318&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/116520433467659318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/116520433467659318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-gooodbye.html' title='hello. gooodbye.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-116122800869257798</id><published>2006-10-18T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T20:20:08.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The semester isn't even half done but...</title><content type='html'>i bought my plane tickets today. i'm coming home on the 20th and (unfortunately) leaving the 26th. my parents are spending christmas in ottawa, and since i wanted to spend christmas with my grandmother i'm coming home for 6 days and then going to ottawa to see my parents (and kira). i guess it kinda sucks crap but its better than not coming at all. after being in ottawa i'm then going to toronto for anyone that's going to be there for new years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tv on the radio show was great. and so was the joanna newsom show. actually i had the best time there. it was great to see her. and david byrne was there which was also really exciting. he dresses well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and mike went to mont saint anne for our anniversary this past weekend. i tried to take pictures of the waterfalls near by but i didn't have batteries and it was $9.50 to see them anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuppers. that's it. nothing else is new. i'm still super busy. i have all my reference letter forms ready but i'm definitely not ready for the GREs and the rest of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck, this is boring. i wish i could tell you i was canning period blood to sell on the streets or something. alright. here is a picture taken by lovely krista, who i miss miss miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/flowers.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-116122800869257798?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/116122800869257798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=116122800869257798&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/116122800869257798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/116122800869257798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/10/semester-isnt-even-half-done-but.html' title='The semester isn&apos;t even half done but...'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-116120840939748165</id><published>2006-10-18T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T14:53:29.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Click Clack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/click%20clack%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/click%20clack%203.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike and Graeme's dance night. Tomorrow at Club Lambi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-116120840939748165?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/116120840939748165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=116120840939748165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/116120840939748165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/116120840939748165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/10/click-clack.html' title='Click Clack'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-116057688107986484</id><published>2006-10-11T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T07:28:01.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0105.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/IMG_0105.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's kinda early but I have to book plane tickets and everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When are you all going to be home for Christmas? Sarah are you still coming home on the 20th? Jillian when are you coming home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are going to Ottawa on the 22nd, and I have an exam on the 19th. I was thinking of coming to Halifax before Christmas. When are people going to be home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone even know yet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-116057688107986484?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/116057688107986484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=116057688107986484&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/116057688107986484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/116057688107986484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/10/christmas.html' title='CHRISTMAS!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-115981965652622242</id><published>2006-10-02T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T21:04:43.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/imageserver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/imageserver.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am boring lately. i do work all day, from as soon as i get up until i go to bed. and when i can't sleep i read some more. this fall is going to be really hard, and i'm sorry if i disappear. wait. it's probably already happened. see you in november.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate to ask the question but does anyone even still read this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-115981965652622242?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/115981965652622242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=115981965652622242&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115981965652622242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115981965652622242'/><link rel='alternate' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-115845609428770818?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/115845609428770818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=115845609428770818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115845609428770818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115845609428770818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/09/party.html' title='PARTY'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-115803314122306022</id><published>2006-09-11T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T20:52:21.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hi.</title><content type='html'>it's been busy since i've been home. it was busy when i was home. i wish it hadn't been so busy. there were so many people i wanted to see more of. i never got to be really lazy with anyone, which is what i really wanted. oh well. it was great to be home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm spending a lot of my time getting applications ready, thinking of studying for the gres but not studying for them. classes started and they aren't as great as i had hoped. a lot of crappy professors. well, one in particular. oh well. i'll just skip a lot of classes and do work on my own which will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a job! well, a second one. i'm working with a psychologist who is in the education department. i'm working with a ph.d. student and i get to interview kids with her. i'm excited. i'm going to volunteer for a month and then they are going to start paying me. everyone in the lab is really nice and hopefully i'll make some new friends. and they don't even care if i don't speak french. i'm really excited about this. i thought that volunteering was all i was going to get. the professor that i'm working for said she will help me with my applications, mostly telling me which professors would be good to work with, which will be a big help. she is great. she tells me how great i am all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mike brought up the idea of moving to hali next summer. i'm sure it won't work, especially if i want to keep a job, well, this job, but it made me really excited and it makes me not miss halifax as much when i tell myself there is a possibility that i could be back there soon, even only for awhile. and mike seems excited about it too. i guess we'll just have to see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mike has a car now. but it's a standard and i don't know how to drive it yet. maybe he will drive me to h&amp;m this week. we're going to go to ottawa and quebec city and whereever the fuck we want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. this is boring. i wanted to post pictures but the internet won't let me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-115803314122306022?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/115803314122306022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=115803314122306022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115803314122306022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115803314122306022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/09/hi.html' title='hi.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-115603525091463348</id><published>2006-08-19T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T17:55:47.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am done school for 2 weeks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/jungle-squash-pull-d2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/jungle-squash-pull-d2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chrisnatrop.com/"&gt;(chris natrop.)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanna newsom is playing for pop montreal. and spank rock. i'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm also excited i'll be home in 20 hours (hopefully).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go on some roadtrips sometime this week - show mike some nova scotia. i want to go to martinique beach, blomindon, and the south shore to peggy's cove. does anyone else want to come?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-115603525091463348?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/115603525091463348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=115603525091463348&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115603525091463348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115603525091463348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am-done-school-for-2-weeks.html' title='i am done school for 2 weeks.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-115568193406057672</id><published>2006-08-15T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T15:45:34.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'll be home on sunday! i'm not sure when. my parents and my nanny are picking me up on their way home from the cottage. i'm going to help them drive nanny's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebyeybyeybe. see you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-115568193406057672?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/115568193406057672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=115568193406057672&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115568193406057672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115568193406057672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/08/ill-be-home-on-sunday-im-not-sure-when.html' title=''/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-115448095573893642</id><published>2006-08-01T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T18:10:12.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my bike was stolen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it had been sitting out back, locked up, for almost a year now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still. i had bought stuff to fix it up...2 months ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-115448095573893642?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/115448095573893642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=115448095573893642&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115448095573893642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115448095573893642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-bike-was-stolen.html' title=''/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-115448051895341423</id><published>2006-08-01T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T18:05:35.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend, part 2.</title><content type='html'>alright alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday, after mike and i hung out with kate in toronto, i went to my cottage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0409.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cottage hasn't been redecorated since it was built in the fifties, i think. see the plaid carpet? i kinda of like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0401.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is our tiny beach. this year it is covered in weeds. i think grampy used to get rid to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0404.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0404.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BABY! she can talk now. well, kind of. i taught her how to say boat. maybe she knew it before, but i like to think she learned it from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0408.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our landaroonee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0410.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for a long walk and snooped around the lot across the road. i guess it used to be an small quarry. i don't know where those chairs came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0412.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;growing up this used to be my favorite place to drive. this is the road to the farm where we buy corn. i had a good good smoke here. under an osprey nest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0413.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is probably my favorite part of our tacky cottage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0421.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-115448051895341423?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/115448051895341423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=115448051895341423&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115448051895341423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115448051895341423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/08/weekend-part-2.html' title='weekend, part 2.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-115440466873382938</id><published>2006-08-01T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T14:31:11.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeeekeeeend</title><content type='html'>This weekend I took at train to Missisauga for a training session for my new categorization job. Basically the same thing that Mike has been doing. It's boring but it is very flexible and is good moola. I've tried to get a research assistant position, but it never seems to work out. My school schedule or the French language always gets in the way. With this job I'll be able to justify volunteering in a lab...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike picked me in Missisauga, and the next day Joseph, Graeme, and Tom drove out from Toronto and drove us to Scott's Fall's. It is one of the prettiest places I've ever seen. One of those perfect days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0378.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0378.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0379.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second falls. Mike on his cellphone in the middle of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0380.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0380.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0381.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0382.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0384.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0385.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit. Stupid blogger won't let me upload anymore pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More soon, I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-115440466873382938?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/115440466873382938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=115440466873382938&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115440466873382938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115440466873382938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/08/weeeekeeeend.html' title='Weeeekeeeend'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-115388942170981761</id><published>2006-07-26T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T22:26:02.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we rockin stilettos, ho! we rockin stilettos, ho!</title><content type='html'>my 100th post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darcy and paul came to visit this weekend. paul with his hurt arm. i was so happy they came to stay. we got to play midnight croquet and go to my friend beth's samosa party. they ordered 100 samosa and not only 30 was eaten, even though they were delious. i regret not having more than one, but i was too full from the all you can eat chinese food buffet at 3 in the afternoon. it was $7.50, so it was good and bad as you can expect. we also got to go to the old port, and see the st. lawrence which i actually hadn't seen yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paul made graeme and mike laugh all weekend. i'm happy they got along. paul even had a heart to heart with my friend shaun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before paul and darcy came i was working nonstop (and really nonstop, i haven't worked that hard in a long time, probably since the last time i pulled an allnighter) on my drawing project. i made three pictures of embroidered images. wanna see, just cause i've worked so hard? its a semidocuemtation of the making of an apron, with an embroidered semiporn american apparel ad. thanks krista for the pinup images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i don't know if this will work. or if you will be able to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/Picture4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/Picture4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/012006t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/012006t.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when i told my teacher that i wanted to embroider, which she was really excited about, she sent me the name of an artist she saw in new york, ghada amer. she embroiders porn images, and leaves the ends of the threads loose. i think it's interesting so i'm going to show you that too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/16-Ghada%20Amer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/16-Ghada%20Amer.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think they're great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been travelling a lot lately, or at least it feels like it. last weekend i headed to ottawa for my grandfather's interment service, and saw a lot of family i haven't seen since i was a little. it was nice to get to know them. i also got to see kira, who loves to babble and scream cause she can. its neat to hear her say up after you ask her if she wants up. she also knows how to say dadada, and mamama when she is really upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'll get to see them again this weekend! i'm going to caledon for two days and then i'm taking the bus to kingston to my cottage - and i'm excited. i'm excited to see kira run around, swimming and everything, and it will be a good distraction for my grampy not being around. i'm going to go again next weekend, when mike deane will be at his uncle's cottage which is on the same bay. my cottage neighbours matt and mitch will also be down which will be F-U-N.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've also been spending a lot of time getting applications ready for school psychology programs. there seems to be an overwhelming amount of work to do for them. unfortunately, the programs that i think i'm going to get into are in alberta and british columbia. there is a program here but i want to go somewhere mike will be able to work, and in montreal that is impossible. and it's the only program where i would have to do the GREs, which are a bummer. a couple of years in a town won't be so bad, right? could be fun, right? i hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiight. this is boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/venice-amer.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/venice-amer.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking a lot about dartmouth and how everyone is not going to live in the same place together again. i guess it took me this long to realize that, that my bestfriends will be scattered and our friendship will be based on phone calls, emails, and (in)frequent visits. i think about this everytime someone comes and then leaves again. it always makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okokok. you should download crime mob, the song stilettos (pumps). its my coffee in the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-115388942170981761?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/115388942170981761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=115388942170981761&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115388942170981761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115388942170981761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/07/we-rockin-stilettos-ho-we-rockin.html' title='we rockin stilettos, ho! we rockin stilettos, ho!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-115214931061032189</id><published>2006-07-05T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T18:28:30.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mike &amp; todd by shaun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-115214931061032189?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/115214931061032189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=115214931061032189&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115214931061032189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115214931061032189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/07/mike-todd-by-shaun.html' title='mike &amp; todd by shaun.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-115052352386930504</id><published>2006-06-17T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T22:53:29.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/randoms%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/randoms%20016.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love these girls.&lt;br /&gt;they made me a delicous cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/PA020838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/PA020838.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-115052352386930504?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/115052352386930504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=115052352386930504&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115052352386930504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115052352386930504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-love-these-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-115052326888161833</id><published>2006-06-17T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T22:52:58.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for nicole, paul and matthew.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/dartmouthn.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/dartmouthn.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week there has been the fringe festival. they've shut down st.laurent for a sidewalk sale all week and tonight there was a show in the rachel/st.laurent park around the corner. islands played and it was really nice. inbetween sets we went to another park and drank beer out of paper bags. it was bright and sunny and the bands played on a platform with a beautiful stone archway behind them. after the show we drank beer in the mount royal park while we played croquet. i'm still drunk. i think. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-115052326888161833?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/115052326888161833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=115052326888161833&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115052326888161833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115052326888161833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/06/for-nicole-paul-and-matthew.html' title='for nicole, paul and matthew.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-115025609881721744</id><published>2006-06-13T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T20:37:44.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>home sweet home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/IMG_0360.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being home was so nice. i miss it already. it was fun seeing everyone. sar and kris, thanks for being so great. you are good friends, and i miss you. the trip was too short and i wish i had more time to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming home to montreal was hard. it's lonely right now. mike has gone home to caledon to be with his mom and he doesn't think he will be living in montreal at all this summer. he is going through such a hard time right now and i don't know how to help him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the only photos that i took. most of them are of mike. he is wearing my black jeans from high school when i had short hair and wanted to be a riot girl. i wish i took more pictures, especially of krista. cause she is pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0361.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0359.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0357.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0352.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0346.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-115025609881721744?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/115025609881721744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=115025609881721744&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115025609881721744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/115025609881721744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/06/home-sweet-home.html' title='home sweet home.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114986332205901649</id><published>2006-06-09T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T07:28:42.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'MHOMEFRIGGERS</title><content type='html'>heyheyehey. i'm home. you know where to reach me &amp; if you don't it's in the book under Dr. W.A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;party tomorrow. i hope you're there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114986332205901649?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114986332205901649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114986332205901649&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114986332205901649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114986332205901649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/06/imhomefriggers.html' title='I&apos;MHOMEFRIGGERS'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114934785066777515</id><published>2006-06-03T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T08:17:31.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0337.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0338.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114934785066777515?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114934785066777515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114934785066777515&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114934785066777515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114934785066777515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114909855188236334</id><published>2006-05-31T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T11:02:31.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dartmouthians and Haligonians!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/92220030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/92220030.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Courtesy of Mr. A. Sowerby, again. Thanks Andrew. I really love your photos.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booked by plane ticket from Halifax to Montreal this morning! Wooooot! Made me so excited. Talking to Krista and Sarah made me so excited too! Sarah and Ted are coming next week. I can't wait to meet this fellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man. So muthafuckin excited. Thinking about it put me in such in a good mood. Even though if I go outside I will be melt. I'm wearing my summer uniform, a sundress that I bought at H&amp;M. Me and Graeme blended creamy iced coffee drinks to cool ourselves down. And it's GRAEME'S B-DAY TODAY! Me and Mike are going to make a birthday carrot cake for him tonight. And we're going to buy him a croquet set that he has been eyeing lately. yea! then we can play it in the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe I'll get to see Darcy on the way down toooooooooooo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are you ready to party? See you in a couple of weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114909855188236334?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114909855188236334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114909855188236334&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114909855188236334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114909855188236334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/05/dartmouthians-and-haligonians.html' title='Dartmouthians and Haligonians!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114903931399385842</id><published>2006-05-30T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T18:35:51.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll make peeing your pants worth your while.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/napanee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/napanee.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the country is where it's at!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this is a picture taken near my cottage a long time ago.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to caledon again this weekend. i did my drawing homework on the deck and got a tan. we picked wild flowers for mike's mom because she wasn't feeling well. his brother phil (who is awesome) came home and we went swimming in a creek. me and mike also went to the caves, the lookout, and the swimming holes. and had bonfires! it was great. it really felt like summer. now i can't wait to go to my cottage, now that it's so much closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, mike, kate and susan also got to see chris in toronto! there was over a 1000 people there singing along to songs about nova scotia. people were going crazy for it. i couldn't believe it. i wish i didn't forget my camera at home - i wish i could have gotten a picture of chris playing a tamborine in front of all those people. it was so nice to see chris so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after asking so many people where i could find chris (and all of them thinking i was just a groupie - only the nice drummer was kind enough to go find him for me) we got to hang out with him and all his coooool friends upstairs. after that we went to a park near kate's house and hung out until late. i was happy kate and mike finally got to see what chris is really like. loud and HILAROUS. he tried to convince kate to pee her pants for the money that was in his pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a good weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight we're going to go drink in the park, partly because mike is kinda sad about his mom being so sick. i just want to distract him and help him not think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so excited to come home, let me tell YOU. so excited. my dad is too. he told me on the phone today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got an avlav song stuck in my head today. i kept telling mike over and over that he was a skater boy and that i was going to tell him see you later boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiight. enough rambling. time to head to the park. fun times. summer in the city.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114903931399385842?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114903931399385842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114903931399385842&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114903931399385842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114903931399385842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/05/ill-make-peeing-your-pants-worth-your.html' title='i&apos;ll make peeing your pants worth your while.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114842449130812389</id><published>2006-05-23T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T15:48:14.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/200401170.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/200401170.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was Dartmouth day? Please tell me all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had happy bdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited to come home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114842449130812389?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114842449130812389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114842449130812389&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114842449130812389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114842449130812389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/05/so.html' title='So...'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114624553118748500</id><published>2006-05-21T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T18:44:52.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"climb behind vagina, then i hymen-grind her"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/destructed%20mag.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/destructed%20mag.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pietari Posti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notings new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding it hard getting used to having summer while not being in Halifax. So much to do but not the motivation to do it... I started drawing class. It's pretty good, although I don't have the motivation to do my homework. It's been raining for almost a week now. I blame it on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next weekend I'm going to Toronto again with Mike. Mike's brother Phil is coming to visit for a day so we'll get a drive back with him - all the stories of Phil kind of remind me of Alex, which seems comforting. Apparently he has a really big beard and has been living in his car the last two weeks while he driving across Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to see Chris play on the big stage in Toronto which will be really great. It will be nice to see Chris as a mothafuckin rock star. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm probably coming home for my bday, June 10th! Anyone going to be around? Wanna hang out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikey Deaner is going to be coming with me and there are a lot of people I want him to meet. You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114624553118748500?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114624553118748500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114624553118748500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114624553118748500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114624553118748500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/05/climb-behind-vagina-then-i-hymen-grind.html' title='&quot;climb behind vagina, then i hymen-grind her&quot;'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114721509600705327</id><published>2006-05-11T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T15:07:21.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caledon meets Elora</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/hopefully.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/hopefully.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/IMG_0308.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/IMG_0310.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/IMG_0312.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey. Seeing Adriann was great. Elora is a pretty town. Makes me think I would really like living in the country. Caledon does too. Me and Mike explored abandoned houses and washed our feet in the creek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate and Kate come tomorrow! I saw Kate R last weekend but didn't get to see Kate M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna see something kinda cool? Go to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.papierdoll.net/"&gt;Papierdoll&lt;/a&gt; and scroll down and you'll see my body. Click on it. You will see more pictures of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114721509600705327?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114721509600705327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114721509600705327&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114721509600705327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114721509600705327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/05/caledon-meets-elora.html' title='Caledon meets Elora'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114721818932328410</id><published>2006-05-09T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T16:44:18.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARCY LYNN!</title><content type='html'>i wanna post a picture of cupcakes for you but the internet won't let me. so instead go &lt;a href="http://cupcakestakethecake.blogspot.com/"&gt;here for cupcake heaven.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you have a good birthday. give yourself a hug for me. or make erin do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114721818932328410?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114721818932328410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114721818932328410&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114721818932328410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114721818932328410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-birthday-darcy-lynn.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARCY LYNN!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114667810783750066</id><published>2006-05-03T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T10:44:03.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>diamonds blind her</title><content type='html'>Summertime! Not much going on, except...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Toronto to see Kate M and Kate R tomorrow. Gonna see Adriann in Elora, and Mike's parents in Caledon too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start my drawing course the day after I get back. I'm kinda scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partied all weekend for Mike's bday. So tired. Made such a good cake. His presents having arrived from the internet yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed Mark's show and his visit to Montreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been watching a lot of Habs games. It was actually really exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to The Books show tonight, which will be fantastic. I like their tour poster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/DBSTourPoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/DBSTourPoster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114667810783750066?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114667810783750066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114667810783750066&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114667810783750066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114667810783750066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/05/diamonds-blind-her.html' title='diamonds blind her'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114624471957169288</id><published>2006-04-28T13:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T10:29:03.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sappy sap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/img026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/img026.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out last night, while I was really drunk and excited, that a website that Jilliam posted awhile ago was part of an artistic project that Miranda July worked on, who made the movie Me and You and Everyone We Know. Although the movie sucks, I really like her &lt;a href="http://www.learningtoloveyoumore.com/index2.php"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;. It's heartwarming. If you're feeling down, go look at it. You can see people's submissions for things like "take a picture of your parent's kissing" and shit like that. Although my parents aren't kissing in this picture I'm sure they did right after. It's nice to see a picture of my parents at a party...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114624471957169288?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114624471957169288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114624471957169288&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114624471957169288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114624471957169288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/04/sappy-sap.html' title='sappy sap.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114624460970209149</id><published>2006-04-28T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T10:25:51.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CONGRATULATIONS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/x1pSGvRiHFy59I555ghvTr1V84d5KhYVPZM8fd4V0qIjUcGR_myLqGbNFx7pA27Mh1Sv-clnIdYzsZjkzIO_44DEx_2FGS1v_w-fiHR8_abCrK7KXReW1IWdRUihmojBOdQXRCdQ_9a8Oe0kDqc3GPqYA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/x1pSGvRiHFy59I555ghvTr1V84d5KhYVPZM8fd4V0qIjUcGR_myLqGbNFx7pA27Mh1Sv-clnIdYzsZjkzIO_44DEx_2FGS1v_w-fiHR8_abCrK7KXReW1IWdRUihmojBOdQXRCdQ_9a8Oe0kDqc3GPqYA.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS on being done school Krista! And everyone else that finished. Sarah, Nicole...and anyone else I can't think of. YEA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And aren't you beautiful Krista. You're hair looks so nice. I wish I could have been there to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being out of school is great. During the beginning of the week, when it rained for three days, me, mike and graeme just hung out in out pjs and fat girl pants while watching movies and eating pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it got sunny, me and Mike have started to move his stuff over to my house for the summer. Besides that, the last couple of days has consisted of getting drunk at 4 in the afternoon while sitting out on the porch, although it's kinda cold. This week is only going to get better. Mike's birthday is on Monday so we are having a party at his old empty apartment on Saturday. Woooweeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to convince Graeme and Mike to go with me to the Biodome and the Botanical Gardens to see butterflies in the greenhouse. Maybe maybe. Time to go to a church bazzzzarrrrr to get some good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114624460970209149?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114624460970209149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114624460970209149&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114624460970209149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114624460970209149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/04/congratulations.html' title='CONGRATULATIONS!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114575495353740069</id><published>2006-04-22T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T18:15:54.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"we're on like totally separate pages. while your on some nancy drew book, i'm on some raymond chandler novel."</title><content type='html'>yeaaaaaaaa. i'm done! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but other than that nothing much is going on. bought some clothes yesterday. going to a parta tonight. waiting for the dye in my hair to be ready. went to see final fantasy last week with my new friend. got to see kira last weekend... nothing too eventful. but the summer will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, went to see the chair of the art history department. she is a really nice lady who told me that no one ever really gets jobs after doing their masters in art therapy, at least not anymore. i guess i kinda guessed it already but was just hopeful. so it's either a masters degree in art history at concordia or a school psychology/counselling psychology masters at McGill...or whereever. we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expect a call soon, now that i have loads of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. and now for some cute pictures, again. i really love her. she makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i know, she looks like a little hussy in that princess full piece jogging suit. but she's a baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0301.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0299.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0302.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0303.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think she looks funny in that swing. like a little sack of potatoes. i like how one of her favorite toys is a friggin wooden spoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114575495353740069?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114575495353740069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114575495353740069&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114575495353740069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114575495353740069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/04/were-on-like-totally-separate-pages.html' title='&quot;we&apos;re on like totally separate pages. while your on some nancy drew book, i&apos;m on some raymond chandler novel.&quot;'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114549247767538854</id><published>2006-04-19T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T17:23:14.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Average Homeboy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pq6vufmTJ9Q"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pq6vufmTJ9Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114549247767538854?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114549247767538854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114549247767538854&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114549247767538854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114549247767538854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/04/average-homeboy.html' title='Average Homeboy!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114536418601306267</id><published>2006-04-18T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T05:43:06.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>silas neal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/ship1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/ship1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my last paper of the year...until summer school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not looking forward to the all nighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;distract me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114536418601306267?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114536418601306267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114536418601306267&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114536418601306267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114536418601306267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/04/silas-neal.html' title='silas neal.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114489708418277509</id><published>2006-04-12T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T19:59:41.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>c is for cookie.</title><content type='html'>even though school is busssssy i'm heading to ottawa this weekend to see this little kid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/110_1005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/110_1005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIRA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope she does some good eatin while i'm there. and maybe say my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing else is new. i'm done school on the 20th. kate m's coming on the 25th, and as she says, while she's here she's gonna be all like friendship and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got mike to cut off the bottom of my hair with sewing scissors. so now its kinda short. pictures? nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and congrats to all those people that are done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114489708418277509?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114489708418277509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114489708418277509&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114489708418277509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114489708418277509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/04/c-is-for-cookie.html' title='c is for cookie.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114463350403434973</id><published>2006-04-09T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T18:45:04.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bored...well, too lazy to do work...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/Picture2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/Picture2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redsilas.com/"&gt;again.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114463350403434973?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114463350403434973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114463350403434973&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114463350403434973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114463350403434973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/04/boredwell-too-lazy-to-do-work.html' title='bored...well, too lazy to do work...'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114432443211082605</id><published>2006-04-06T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T07:23:05.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AAARRR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/Picture1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.redsilas.com/"&gt;Christopher Silas Neal&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About half an hour ago I was so stressed. I got up at 6 this morning to register for classes and it took of ever to get into the site to register (almost 3 hours...) because so many people were registering. The thought of having all my studio classes set back another year was too much for me to handle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I plan for the classes that I need to take the more I wonder what the hell I'm doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/FOOD_CA-1202_HOT_DOG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/200/FOOD_CA-1202_HOT_DOG.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got into all the classes I wanted, well most of them, and it proved to me once again that I get so unnecessarily anxious sometimes - I am a wiener!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIENERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(By the way, &lt;a href="http://puptastic.com/"&gt;puptastic&lt;/a&gt; has some funny pictures of dogs, if you scroll down a bit. Like puppies dressed up as brides.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/wienerashotdog-thumb.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/200/wienerashotdog-thumb.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have a 12 page paper to write today (why else would I be posting something if it wasn't just to distract myself...) but it isn't that bad because I got to choose what I wanted to write about, and decided to write on craft, Helene Cixous, and Julia Kristeva, which are all things that I wanted to learn more about... I've found feminist criticism really interesting lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this (NERD!) from Helene Cixous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Writing is the passageway, the entrance, the exit, the dwelling place of the other in me - the other that I am and am not, that I don't know how to be, but that I feel passing, that makes me live - that tears me apart, distrubs me, changes me, who? - a feminine one, a masculine one, some? - several, some unknown, which is indeed what gives me the desire to know and from which all life soars.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's kinda cheesy, but I like it. All of her writing is fragmented and nice to read. It's a nice change from the boring academic readings that I've been doing lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've drank so much coffee I'm going to pee my pants. BYEBYEBYEBEYBY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114432443211082605?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114432443211082605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114432443211082605&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114432443211082605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114432443211082605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/04/aaarrr.html' title='AAARRR'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114376885012984098</id><published>2006-03-30T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T17:34:10.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bbbaaahhh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/Copy%20of%2072-12043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/Copy%20of%2072-12043.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114376885012984098?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114376885012984098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114376885012984098&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114376885012984098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114376885012984098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/03/bbbaaahhh.html' title='bbbaaahhh.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114369172621399081</id><published>2006-03-29T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T20:13:53.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/img056.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/img056.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea yea. spring is here. for a couple of days at least. every afternoon this week i've sat on my front stairs drinking a beer and reading about problems with art museums. i'm indulgent. i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like it cause spring actually makes me feel motivated for me to get my work done. and i've actually liked doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now i'm writing a paper on judy chicago and her dinner party. after that i have two more papers to write. one on feminist psychoanalystic thought and craft, and the other on problems with art museum practice. i get to make a proposal for a museum acquisition which is kinda neeeeeeat. writing about feminist theory and craft makes me want to study craft history as a masters. we'll see. but i guess i miss science too. imma nerd. this is nerdy thing to talk about. i guess i'm happy that there are a lot of things that i'm interested in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/goldsegg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/goldsegg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's getting warm and i miss the beach. and eating tacos on the beach. i didn't think i would miss it this much. we watched the andy goldsworthy movie in my art education class, and the first half of the movie documented him working on a pebble beach in nova scotia. his work isn't that great as an end product but it was really great to see him make. only 5 months til i come home. oh good god 5 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been really boring lately. just school work and nerdy things, like cross stitch. yup, gold thread. but last night me and mike went over to my friend crystal's house for dinner. and my other friend josh was there. we all got drunk and ate good food. there was a mini food fight. bread everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she made me realize how much i miss hanging out with girls that i'm really comfortable with, although i feel pretty comfortable with her. yeayea, i miss peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've made a few friends in my art education class though. one of the girls, jessica, was actually best friends with some people in Hali, and has been in our apartment on robie street. SMALL WORLD EH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so excited for the people that are going to visit me this summer. kate &amp; kate! sarah! jillian, maybe, and adriann sometime soon. and darcy will be in the same province, and paul dd too! and matt is going to going to come to montreal for awhile if he can, even though he might not live here anymore. so even if i'm boring right now it will be a fun summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what everyone is listening to. i'm really bored with all my music. kate? sarah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiiiight. BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry this was so long and boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/110_1022.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/110_1022.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114369172621399081?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114369172621399081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114369172621399081&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114369172621399081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114369172621399081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/03/yea-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114331417847834274</id><published>2006-03-25T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T11:17:56.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Edward Burtynsky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/Container_Port_08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/Container_Port_08.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/Rock_of_Ages_26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/Rock_of_Ages_26.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/Oil_Fields_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/Oil_Fields_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/CHNA_MAN_17_05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/CHNA_MAN_17_05.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114331417847834274?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114331417847834274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114331417847834274&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114331417847834274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114331417847834274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/03/edward-burtynsky.html' title='Edward Burtynsky'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114304549696194345</id><published>2006-03-22T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T08:38:16.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>because that last post was kinda dumb &amp; i need to distract myself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/IMG_0112.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114304549696194345?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114304549696194345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114304549696194345&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114304549696194345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114304549696194345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/03/because-that-last-post-was-kinda-dumb.html' title='because that last post was kinda dumb &amp; i need to distract myself.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114304444852303673</id><published>2006-03-22T07:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T08:27:22.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>can i get a witness?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/img044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/img044.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't feel like spring anymore. It's snowing outside and I want it to stop. I feel kinda bummed and I want to complain. Sorry. Stop reading now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out today that I didn't get into the drawing course that I want to take this summer. And now I have to compulsively check the registration site until someone drops it and then go to the first class and harass the instructor to let me in. I really need to get into this course if I want this degree to go any faster... And at this point it feels like it is going to take forever. Does anyone else feel like that? I guess there are bunch of people that are going to be done this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found out yesterday that I didn't too so well on my abstract for my final paper in my Art and the Museum class which I really love. I feel like I'm not doing so well this semester and instead of working hard on my next paper last night I watched American Idol for two hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, right? I love tv too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok. Things aren't that bad. Last weekend I saw the Constantines with Devon, which was really great. Seeing them always makes me feel better. And last weekend I also got to do art with the kids downstairs for my art education paper. They were funny and put me into a good mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/IMG_0273.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liam showed me that he can jump a lot higher after he poops and Maya brought The Stinky Cheese Man and Other Fairly Stupid Tales for me to read to her. It was nice. They are crazy kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And school is almost done. One more month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I'm going to go work on my paper. It's on women and craft, which isn't that bad, but distract me anyway. I could use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISTRACTIONDISTRACTIONDISTRACTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you'll hear from me soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - Good luck Nicole on yer school interview. I think it is today. Maybe not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114304444852303673?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114304444852303673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114304444852303673&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114304444852303673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114304444852303673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/03/can-i-get-witness_22.html' title='can i get a witness?'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114252801096810591</id><published>2006-03-16T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T08:53:31.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm so excited for summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/img008.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/img008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at my cottage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114252801096810591?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114252801096810591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114252801096810591&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114252801096810591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114252801096810591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-so-excited-for-summer.html' title='i&apos;m so excited for summer'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114252560778874227</id><published>2006-03-16T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T08:13:32.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you've gone mental.</title><content type='html'>Woot woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonya wasn't too crazy. Picked us up from my house and drove us right to Joseph's. She talked a lot. I just did a lot of agreeing. Got to see my girl Kate friday. I hope she moves here in May. That would be the BEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out with Mike's parents all weekend. I really like them. His dad is funny and his mom is so nice. I was so stressed the whole time though. Made Phad Thai for them and got so embarrassed when the water boiled over. They liked me though. His mom told him yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to see the waterfalls. The whole area is beautiful. I wish I had pictures to show you. I can't wait to see it in the summer. Mike doesn't have to move to Caledon this summer. He is going to be able to stay in Montreal half the summer, with me and Graeme. Moving all his stuff in at the beginning of May. CRAZY. I guess he basically lives here anyway. Did you know that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer will be fun. I'm going to be going to schoo, but I'll have breaks. Going to my cottage at the end of July. Will go to Ottawa for my grampy's service. Spend some time with Kira at the cottage. Hopefully go for a drive to the South with Mike at the end of the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEWAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jillian, when are you going to Germany? Any chance of you coming to Montreal before then, or anytime this summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of coming home at the end of June. Is anyone going to be around? Krista? Or maybe at the beginning of May? I want Mike to see Nova Scotia. But when are people going to be around? Darcy, are you going to be home this summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me tell me tell me. This post is boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see my GURLZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/girlies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/girlies.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114252560778874227?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114252560778874227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114252560778874227&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114252560778874227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114252560778874227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/03/youve-gone-mental.html' title='you&apos;ve gone mental.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114234804477990455</id><published>2006-03-14T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T06:54:04.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>steve maddens.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/PIXEE%20BLACK%20LEATHER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/PIXEE%20BLACK%20LEATHER.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helllo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've recently acquired a small amount of $$$ and want to buy some shoes for the summer. shoes that won't be too hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tell me if these are ugly. HONESTLY. i need some help. i can't decide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114234804477990455?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114234804477990455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114234804477990455&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114234804477990455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114234804477990455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/03/steve-maddens.html' title='steve maddens.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114230527425975174</id><published>2006-03-13T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T19:16:39.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you might like this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/hhs05_1.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/hhs05_1.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jenbekman.com/"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some are good. some are bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114230527425975174?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114230527425975174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114230527425975174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114230527425975174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114230527425975174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-might-like-this.html' title='you might like this.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114193477627350046</id><published>2006-03-09T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T12:11:09.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"we know you are soft cause we’ve all seen you dancing. we all know your hard cause we all saw you drinking from noon until noon again."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0174.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm going to Caledon this weekend with Mike, who is a ghost in this picture. We're stopping in Toronto on the way to hang out with Kate R and Joseph, Mike's friend. I like that Kate and Joseph have become friends in Toronto. We're getting a drive with a woman we've never met. I really hope she isn't crazy. We're leaving oh so late tonight because this woman didn't want to wait until the morning. Mike is bringing his knife to keep us safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to meet Mike's parents. They sound really great. And I'm so scared shitless. I hope I actually talk and just don't mumble under my breath like I usually do with parents. Mike told me that I'm taller than both of them, which kinda makes me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen in love with Belle and Sebastian again. And the boy with the filthy laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Graeme and Scout bond while I'm away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we disappear tell the police that Sonya has taken us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114193477627350046?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114193477627350046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114193477627350046&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114193477627350046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114193477627350046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/03/we-know-you-are-soft-cause-weve-all.html' title='&quot;we know you are soft cause we’ve all seen you dancing. we all know your hard cause we all saw you drinking from noon until noon again.&quot;'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114178157229257027</id><published>2006-03-07T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T17:32:55.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a bad thing and a good thing.</title><content type='html'>As Mark has informed me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The governor of South Dakota has signed a law making it a crime for doctors to perform an abortion unless the woman's life would be endangered by giving birth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South Dakota has made abortion a criminal act," Planned Parenthood said in a statement, saying it would challenge the law in court...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new legislation signed by Rounds would not make an exception for cases of rape or incest.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find the CBC article &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/story/world/national/2006/03/06/abortion-dakota060306.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/dzama_large.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/400/dzama_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcel Dzama, again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114178157229257027?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114178157229257027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114178157229257027&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114178157229257027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114178157229257027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/03/bad-thing-and-good-thing.html' title='a bad thing and a good thing.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114159139477919664</id><published>2006-03-05T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T12:44:13.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/109_0987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/109_0987.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kira in her winter gear (on the left).&lt;br /&gt;I love little kids in snowsuits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114159139477919664?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114159139477919664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114159139477919664&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114159139477919664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114159139477919664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-one.html' title='a new one'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114159120895243536</id><published>2006-03-05T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T12:45:20.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; an old one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/img013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/img013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandparents and my parents at their rehersal dinner. My nanny (and grampy) that I'm really close with are on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much friggin floral.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114159120895243536?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114159120895243536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114159120895243536&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114159120895243536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114159120895243536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/03/old-one.html' title='&amp; an old one.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114157415479588848</id><published>2006-03-05T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T08:00:20.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cowabunga!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/img040.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/img040.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long week at school (with 2 papers, a midterm, and an outline for a 12 page paper due), Friday night Mike, Graeme, Stuart, and I went to the &lt;a href="http://artmatters.concordia.ca/"&gt;Art Matters&lt;/a&gt; opening show, a festival that is put on by the Concordia Fine Arts students... The party was in a really nice venue - a pool somewhere east of here, with weather balloons blown up to look like planets. Everyone was in the pool dancing...TO THE CRAPIEST MUSIC. At one point they played an acoustic version of Wonderwall. Graeme and Mike said it was kinda like frosh week. Guess I wouldn't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. My friend Shaun did the posters and t-shirts for the festival. You should go to the site and see his drawings. They're GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night a bunch of my friends came over and Graeme made the best soup I've ever tasted, and we all got really drunk. Well, maybe most people just got drunk, but I got really drunk. And by 12 I wanted to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll post the recipe cause it was so good and you should make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma NERD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a beautiful picture of my Nanny when she was young. I drank sherry last night. It is what my family always drinks and I've gotten used it. Sometimes I even crave it. When we came home from the hospital when my Grampy was sick, Nanny had two bottles of sherry waiting for us in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/img019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/img019.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COWABUNGA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114157415479588848?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114157415479588848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114157415479588848&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114157415479588848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114157415479588848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/03/cowabunga.html' title='Cowabunga!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114131636206274279</id><published>2006-03-02T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T08:23:55.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My lil champions</title><content type='html'>Although I'm studying for my world art history midterm (which I actually didn't completely procrastinate on because it was easier to study than it was to write a paper) it seems like the perfect day. I get to read about Renaissance and Baroque art all day in my pajamas in bed while drinking coffee and smoking... Although I have to memorized 60 painters it seems alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/grizzly%20man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/grizzly%20man.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have any of you ever seen Grizzly Man? I think Jason and Evan and those guys, or anyone else that likes watching crazy men do crazy things, would really like it. Graeme, Mike, Zaggy and I watched it the other night and its really hilarious. For 13 years this crazy man lived with Grizzly bears! He makes friends with foxes and calls his favorite one champion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/grizzlyman.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/grizzlyman.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Wermer Herzog with his thick German accent narrates the whole thing. It's awesome. I keep thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just learned that &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6VsB0J8vSQQ"&gt;Bloodstomr&lt;/a&gt;is on the internet? That's awesome. I've never seen it and I'm going to wait until after my midterm tonight to watch it. Oh Dartmouth and your awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yyyyyyyyeaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114131636206274279?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114131636206274279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114131636206274279&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114131636206274279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114131636206274279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-lil-champions.html' title='My lil champions'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114110943876983741</id><published>2006-02-27T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T22:50:38.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know I talk a lot about school...and how much I procrastinate....but.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/2nd_leveltop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/2nd_leveltop.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Through my last few years at school I have developed the habit of leaving all of my work until the last minute. While I used to get most things done way before they were due, I now can't write an essay until it is the day before, and sometimes even the night before. I try and try but for some reason I can't seem to just start writing, no matter what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember if this is simply been since I've moved to Montreal, or if I did this during my other undergrad as well. Either way I can't seem to stop. Tonight was no exeption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why this always happens. First, I thought maybe it was because I didn't like my courses and just didn't really care. But I guess if I didn't care I would just write shitty essays and not stress about them. Sometimes I think it is because I do well on these papers, even if they are written the night before, and as a result I just want to see how little time I can use to write "good" papers. I wonder if it is because the only time I've done art history was for my electives during my last undergrad, and therefore have learned to just slack off. Another part of me thinks its because this degree is just a stepping stone to do something else. Even though I really enjoy it, it is not as fulfilling as my last degree...maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who fucking knows. And I'm sure you are all good students and don't even know what I'mma talkin bout, but for me it's relaly become a problem. I get stressed and unhappy, and let papers drag on for longer than they need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this happen to anyone else? Does anyone else procrastinate until they get so stressed and not now way? How can I stop? It's not like I'm relaly busy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114110943876983741?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114110943876983741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114110943876983741&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114110943876983741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114110943876983741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-know-i-talk-lot-about-schooland-how.html' title='I know I talk a lot about school...and how much I procrastinate....but.....'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114093959804904197</id><published>2006-02-25T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T23:41:31.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"you got egg in your hair. you got spit in your chin."</title><content type='html'>Bitches stole my deoderant. Or maybe I just lost it.&lt;br /&gt;Either way I'm gonna stink up my apartment for the rest of the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I hardly wear it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle and Sebastian are playing in Montreal tonight. Tickets were sold out before I even bothered to look. Oh well. I probably shouldn't spend 40$ on a show anyway. It would have been awesome though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, instead, I pretended to work on my paper while looking at pictures on the internet... looking through websites of galleries around the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/Massimo%20Guerrera.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/Massimo%20Guerrera.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I saw drawings by Massimo Guerrera, although the ones I saw where a lot more interesting than this one. I had to spend most of the afternoon at the Montreal Museum of Fine Arts for a paper that I'm writing about museum spaces. I hung out in the Arts and Crafts, Art Deco and Art Nouveau decorative arts room most of the time. It was great to see things done by William Morris and Joseh Hoffman, even if the museum didn't provide any information besides they're name and dates, which was kinda disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. My eyes are starting to burn from looking at the computer for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114093959804904197?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114093959804904197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114093959804904197&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114093959804904197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114093959804904197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/02/you-got-egg-in-your-hair-you-got-spit.html' title='&quot;you got egg in your hair. you got spit in your chin.&quot;'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114092600013472559</id><published>2006-02-25T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T19:53:20.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blurry pictures of my loves.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0219.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krista and her painting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0226.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in a lil chair built for 1 and a half peeps.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how many of these pictures i made sarah be in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0224.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lil chair again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0231.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sarah as the TV attacks her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0232.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sarah after the TV attacked her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0233.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Krista will probably hate this picture but I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0237.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sarah the blurry one cause she always moving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0242.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;St. Urbain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0243.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;St. Urbain to the exponent of two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0247.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Graeme being mauled. I think this is my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0254.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eyayeayeayea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for coming darlings. It was so great to see you. It was just what I needed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114092600013472559?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114092600013472559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114092600013472559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114092600013472559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114092600013472559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/02/blurry-pictures-of-my-loves.html' title='blurry pictures of my loves.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114079410217917059</id><published>2006-02-24T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T07:15:02.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anselm Kiefer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/kiefer%20-%20anthanor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/kiefer%20-%20anthanor.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114079410217917059?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114079410217917059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114079410217917059&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114079410217917059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114079410217917059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/02/anselm-kiefer.html' title='Anselm Kiefer'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114059043367678656</id><published>2006-02-21T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T22:43:26.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am with the PJ Queen to the exponent of 2! (they really are!)&lt;br /&gt;(you won't be with those specifics)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out and had fun, did YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss people at the Laurier! do YOU????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHHHATTT??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah! yea! i loooooove blowdryed hair. what is an insect like an encycopedia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krista! I am not normally ahn idiot! tell him i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114059043367678656?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114059043367678656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114059043367678656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114059043367678656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114059043367678656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-am-with-pj-queen-to-exponent-of-2.html' title=''/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114055392394815789</id><published>2006-02-21T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T12:32:03.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I acted like a kid out of school. What a fool."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/img032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/img032.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114055392394815789?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114055392394815789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114055392394815789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114055392394815789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114055392394815789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-acted-like-kid-out-of-school-what.html' title='&quot;I acted like a kid out of school. What a fool.&quot;'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-114039854530965951</id><published>2006-02-19T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T17:22:25.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break 2006! Do you wanna Par TA?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/img049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/img049.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow! Tomorrow! Tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarha and Krisyta both come tomorrow! And. I. Am. So. Excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt left today. And they come tomorrow. We got to drink beer every night and make dinner and tomorrow I'll get to drink wine all week and make dinner. And laugh and laugh and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. That's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'member this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/img001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/img001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too giddy to write any of this. So GOODBYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-114039854530965951?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/114039854530965951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=114039854530965951&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114039854530965951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/114039854530965951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/02/spring-break-2006-do-you-wanna-par-ta.html' title='Spring Break 2006! Do you wanna Par TA?'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113952470237813220</id><published>2006-02-09T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T14:38:22.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't wanna work. I just wanna be a cat lady.</title><content type='html'>I dyed my hair too dark by accident. Or maybe subconsiously I wanted it to be dark again. In either case it's now black, well, most of it. Since I had tried to dye it darker a couple of times since I've moved here and it not changing the colour at all, I hoped that this dye would finally work. But now it's black. I bought black tapered jeans today to go along with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other (boring) news I've been spending a lot of time showing off Scout's amazing tricks to Graeme as a distraction from doing work. She seems to hate him so I feel the need to show him how awesome she is all the time, although I suspect that if Graeme would just give her a lil space she wouldn't hiss at him so much. We've started to measure how high she can jump. She jumps as high as my shoulder on a good day. I've just recently noticed how scary her toy is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/word1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/word2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a catgurrrl! Maybe Scout is a lesbain and that is why she loves it (and hates Graeme) so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEways! Wanna help me with my paper that I have to write tonight? I'll be eating pizza, drinking beer, and watching the OC hoping that something interesting will happen, like a death or something. When I get back to the computer I hope someone will be here to keep me company and distract me from my work, again. Scout is too tired to do jumps for me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye biatches. booyea!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113952470237813220?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113952470237813220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113952470237813220&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113952470237813220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113952470237813220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-dont-wanna-work-i-just-wanna-be-cat.html' title='I don&apos;t wanna work. I just wanna be a cat lady.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113941385060768467</id><published>2006-02-08T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T07:50:50.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To do list #357</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/bild05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/bild05.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113941385060768467?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113941385060768467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113941385060768467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113941385060768467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113941385060768467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/02/to-do-list-357.html' title='To do list #357'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113919269836186741</id><published>2006-02-05T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T18:36:27.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Pick me up and turn me round..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/img008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/img008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a pretty bad week...but after all that it's been such a relief to have a relaxing weekend. Yesterday Graeme, Mike, and I went exploring around Pie IX. We snooped around the abandoned Olympic stadium, went to Village des Valeurs, and walked down Ontario Promenade, which is a street of discount stores including a Dollarama AND a Dollaroma. We've made french toast, pancakes, and falafel. I learned how to play Euchre and Crib. Tonight there is a Superbowl party with people that never watch football. Lots of food and President's Choice beer. And razzle dazzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this week it is nice to know that Matt is arriving on Friday, and Sarah and Krista will be here soon too! WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone that called and made me feel better, even if it was just a message... I have nice friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113919269836186741?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113919269836186741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113919269836186741&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113919269836186741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113919269836186741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/02/pick-me-up-and-turn-me-round.html' title='&quot;Pick me up and turn me round...&quot;'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113868922444197504</id><published>2006-01-30T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T22:33:44.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i got an email from my dad telling me that my grandfather has gotten worse. i couldn't get my dad on the phone before class but when i got home he told me that he isn't going to make it. i'm coming home early tomorrow morning to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got home from class tonight, after telling Graeme about the email this afternoon, there was a bottle of wine and a box of cookie dough/brownie ice cream waiting for me that him and Mike had bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graeme also went through the garbage to find my drivers license that i accidently threw out almost three weeks ago. i have a perfect roommate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be home tomorrow. and will be back on thursday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113868922444197504?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113868922444197504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113868922444197504&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113868922444197504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113868922444197504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/01/today-i-got-email-from-my-dad-telling.html' title=''/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113831033479555634</id><published>2006-01-26T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T13:18:54.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>... and, OF COURSE, I love to be kept informed about the crazy happenings within Paul David Doucette's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to be told who is the REAL voice of Shredder. How shocking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113831033479555634?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113831033479555634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113831033479555634&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113831033479555634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113831033479555634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_26.html' title=''/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113829183503984949</id><published>2006-01-26T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T08:11:55.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>distraction distraction boobastion.</title><content type='html'>Blogs are nerdy and I like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like being able to know that Sarah got into school and a horny cat somehow made its way into Darcy's home. I also like to know that Jillian has creepy dreams and I can see pretty pictures of Winnie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are also a perfect distraction for when you have to stay inside all day writing a paper in your pjs while injesting as much coffee as you possibly can before your stomach cracks from the acid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113829183503984949?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113829183503984949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113829183503984949&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113829183503984949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113829183503984949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/01/distraction-distraction-boobastion.html' title='distraction distraction boobastion.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113829034111044179</id><published>2006-01-26T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T07:48:29.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigmar Polke &amp; my new roomie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/Polke%2CSigmar-Measuring_Clothes-1994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/Polke%2CSigmar-Measuring_Clothes-1994.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Measuring Clothes (1994)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/idontreallythink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/idontreallythink.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I Don't Really Think About Anything Too Much (2002)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/seance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/seance.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Table Turning (1981)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/29-73.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/29-73.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raised Chair with Geese (1988)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papppppppier. I know there are a couple of people that I said I would call, and keep saying that I will call. But I've been spending my time writing (or preparing to write) a paper on Sigmar Polke's Raised Chair with Geese, which I choose randomly from my art history text. After reading how crazy he is I've really grown to like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been spending time with my new roommate Graeme (on the left):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/img003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/img003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In real life he doesn't look that scary. Please don't ever tell him I posted a picture of him on the internet. Or Mike either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He moved in on Sunday, the night I found out my Grampy was really sick. It was kind of awkward because I was so upset, but he was nice to me and distracted me with a movie. We've spent a lot of time watching tv and movies, and drinking and making food. He makes me laugh. He also has a great film collection and is going to teach me to like horror movies. Maybe I'll finally be able to fall asleep with the light off after I watch one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grampy is doing better. He is still in the hospital but is pretty alert and was sitting up yesterday. I found out yesterday that my brother Mike was home to visit him. My parents told me that if he gets worse again they will fly me home to see him. I hope that doesn't have to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I've wasted enough time distracting myself with pictures. This paper is due at 6 and I'm not even close to being done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this weekend I'll finally be able to talk to everyone that I've been meaning to talk to. Sarah? Kate? Jillian? When would be good times to call this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah - I really want to talk to you about getting into to school! That's really awesome. I hope you got my message yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiight, WORD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/img011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/img011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113829034111044179?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113829034111044179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113829034111044179&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113829034111044179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113829034111044179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/01/sigmar-polke-my-new-roomie.html' title='Sigmar Polke &amp; my new roomie.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113803737938927056</id><published>2006-01-23T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T09:29:56.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my grampa is sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don't like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113803737938927056?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113803737938927056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113803737938927056&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113803737938927056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113803737938927056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-grampa-is-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113735641596227341</id><published>2006-01-15T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T12:22:28.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/pyodd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/pyodd2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I forgot to invite you to Montreal for Spring Break. I talked to Sarah and she said her and Krista can probably come! Yeayea. I hope you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My spring break is from the 17th to the 27th, but even if your spring break is at a different time (Jillian?) come whenever you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be fun, and probably cold. But more fun than cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll find your dream date.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113735641596227341?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113735641596227341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113735641596227341&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113735641596227341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113735641596227341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/01/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113735098524541355</id><published>2006-01-15T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T10:58:24.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a beauty room.</title><content type='html'>Back in Montreal Montreal Mmmmmmmontreal in my new huge gigantic room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/yeayeayea1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/yeayeayea1.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not as dark as it looks, its only because of my beautiful window.&lt;br /&gt;Do you even want to see these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krista, everything nice in my room is from you...the painting, the pictures, and the nice calender you gave me for Christmas. You always buy the best pressies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought sheets that were on sale from Urban Outfitters for curtains. They have horseshoes on them. I'm so proud of them because I don't have a lot of $$$ and they were real cheap. Cheaper than buying fabric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0155.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adriann moved out on Tuesday. Her last day we went shopping (of course we didn't buy anything) and then I walked her to the train station. She's moving to Waterloo to be with her boyfriend. She doesn't know anyone there so I'm sure I'll talk to her often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graeme drove his stuff to Montreal on Friday with his friend Paul. He moves in for good on Wednesday. It's going to be great. He is fun and we're are going to do fun house activities, like house crafts in the craft room (which is also my room):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/yeayeayea2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/yeayeayea2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might make a cross-stitch together. And some collages. I want to make a cross-stitch with bling in it, right after I make my mittens with $ on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graeme also brought some awesome stuff to put up on our walls. Like a framed picture of Michael Jackson. And a print of Tupac he bought in Jamaica over Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/yeayeayea4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/yeayeayea4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006 is going to be a good year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113735098524541355?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113735098524541355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113735098524541355&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113735098524541355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113735098524541355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/01/beauty-room.html' title='a beauty room.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113621697352979758</id><published>2006-01-02T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T08:16:35.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy new year biatches.</title><content type='html'>I know blog posts are only good when they're funny, but happy new years, bitches. Here are some blurry pictures in case you're lazy like me and don't feel like reading anything... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0080.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0082.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0083.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0084.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0087.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0089.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0090.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0091.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0094.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0096.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0100.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0105.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0106.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0108.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a digi for Christmas. I guess if you hung out with me on New Years you would know that already because I probably had my camera obnoxiously in your face. Oh well. You were drunk anyway. So, I can finally show you pictures where I live and all that shit when I go back to Montreal after two sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that picture of Krista givin er. And of the cooler nocturnal cousin. I also love how Sarah is always blurry in pictures cause she moves too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiiight. So two more sleeps in the nice guest bed. Not enough time. Before New Years time was dragging on. But I didn't see Krista enough. And now Kate M and Mark are back in town too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologized to my parents this morning for how cranky I've been over the break. They just laughed and made some joke about how they hope I'm not like that with my friends. I can't say that I'm not. This break I've felt so argumentative, arguing about shit just cause I could. Sorrrry. I swear I don't care about Arthur Golden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Karoke on Tuesday? Breakfast on Wednesday? More OC watching and trips to the D-town Starbucks? Any sleepovers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah, I wish I could post some pictures from Karoke at Monte's the other night but they're too dark and mysterious. Tuesday. Hopefully our new friends will be there. And we won't get hit with a club.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113621697352979758?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113621697352979758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113621697352979758&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113621697352979758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113621697352979758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year-biatches.html' title='Happy new year biatches.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113544795824897975</id><published>2005-12-24T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T10:14:49.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home and happy. Home and happy except Mike is far away and having a hard time. It's hard to help people over the phone. Need to see people face to face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, home and happy besides. Happy to see everyone. Everyone with funny voices and funny accents. And dances with skulls. Laughing so hard that I pee my pants. Gyno Vigino Dinos, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first home was strange. Some things still seem so familar. Sometimes I forget that I was gone. Other times it is all I can think about. Living with the parents is strange. Frustrating for no reason. But Kira is in Halifax. And that is who I will be spending the next three days with. Her first Christmas. Her first Santa. Wanna see what she looks like now? Of course you do. Because she is so cute and I am so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/DSCN2520%20-%20Xmas%202005.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/DSCN2520%20-%20Xmas%202005.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/DSCN2526%20-%20Xmas%202005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/DSCN2526%20-%20Xmas%202005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/DSCN2530%20-%20Xmas%202005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/DSCN2530%20-%20Xmas%202005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113544795824897975?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113544795824897975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113544795824897975&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113544795824897975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113544795824897975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas-home-and-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113459076773911942</id><published>2005-12-14T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T12:06:07.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY JILLIAN MARIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/loretty%20etcetty%20084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/loretty%20etcetty%20084.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113459076773911942?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113459076773911942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113459076773911942&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113459076773911942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113459076773911942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-birthday-jillian-marie.html' title=''/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113441825406504805</id><published>2005-12-12T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T12:12:10.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jeeayea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/69-1104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/69-1104.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, that's right.&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excited I might just barf all over your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you soon, darlings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113441825406504805?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113441825406504805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113441825406504805&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113441825406504805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113441825406504805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/12/jeeayea.html' title='jeeayea'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113432534926145433</id><published>2005-12-11T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T12:08:45.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'smile at fortune, with two so knit to thee!'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/WomanKnittingAdB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/WomanKnittingAdB.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/LittleGirlWithHat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/LittleGirlWithHat.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I AM DONE!!! I finished schooooool last Wednesday with my Art History exam that I had studied and studied and studied for. After the exam I got my exam about a painting by De Witte at the Musee des Beaux-Arts in Montreal. I got an A-, which is great considering I wrote it the night before, well, the whole night before. That seems to be the way I did most of my work this semester. New Years resolution: don't skip class and don't leave everything to the last possible minute. (What are YOUR resolutions?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've finished school I've locked myself up in my house with Adriann and Mike, and while Mike studies Greek Mythology, me and Adriann have been knitting up a S-T-O-R-M. I'm knitting mittens for Mike for Christmas and I'm so proud of how they are turning out. Yea, I'm really excited. I'm a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/TheGoodKittenB.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/TheGoodKittenB.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been so niiice! Me and Adriann have watched hours and hours of tv while in our pjs. We've watched the whole first session of Twin Peaks, which is absolutely amazing, and the last few episodes of Six Feet Under. It's been so nice sitting inside, knitting and watching tv while it snows outside. I plan on spending the rest of my week before I get home just like this. I needed time in Montreal without anything to do before I go home. I wanted to spend time with Adriann before I leave. She is awesome and is moving out in January. When I get back in January she is only going to be here for a few days... Mike's friend Graham is going to move in, who is also awesome, but I'm going to miss her. She understand's what it is like to be anxious about ridiculous things, how it feels to have no one hear you all the time and tell you that you mumble, and what it feels like to feel uncomfortable if you don't wear black. She makes me laugh and I wish everyone at home could meet her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/RedheadKnittingM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/RedheadKnittingM.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When me and Adriann get sick of tv we listen to Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong. It's made me feel like I am still at home sitting in Krista's room, except Krista isn't here to make me tea and lend me comfy pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited to come home. I'll be home on Thursday. At 12:30 to be exact. Jillian! When do you come home on Thursday?! Maybe we'll be at the airport at the same time - although that sounds impossible. I tried to call you yesterday, but didn't catch you. I'll try again today. It's been too long and I want to talk to you before we both go home. Sarah - I called you too! I want to know how you're doing. And I wanna know your secrets. Tell your secrets!! I also just wanted to hear you and Nicole sing a lil song. Hardy har har. Nicole! Money to come. I'll have it ready on Thursday! Oh - And just a warning. I don't have any money to buy pressies for peeps so expect something made. Hopefully it will work out. CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/KnittingWithRabbitB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/KnittingWithRabbitB.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So?! Party? Friday? Thursday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much I want to do when I get home! I want to sit in Krista's room and drink tea, I want to read with Jillian while drinking coffee. I want to get dressed up and sing Christmas songs and make ginger bread houses and play with Kira and drink rum and egg nog and dance and hang out with everyone that I've missed. I want to take my car and pick up my friends on Christmas when everyone needs a break. I want to knit and have a stitch and bitch night with wine and champagne. And roadtrips! And everything else Sarah mentioned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/DutchWomanDaughterKnit.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/DutchWomanDaughterKnit.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do YOU guys want to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea! Yea! I'm excited. And happy. There few months have gone by so quickly. It has been great to be in a new city. Especially when I see people that in Halifax would make me crazy, but here, it doesn't seem to matter at all. I've met wonderful people here that are fun and nice and who know how to take care of people when you are away from home and missing everyone that you looooooove. I also just met a few girls that want me to teach them out to knit while drinking wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Thursday. Until then I'm going to knit and read and learn about Greek Mythology while drinking espresso's from Stuart's espresso's maker. In my pjs. Right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/GermanWomanKnitWBoyfriend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/GermanWomanKnitWBoyfriend.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113432534926145433?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113432534926145433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113432534926145433&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113432534926145433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113432534926145433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/12/smile-at-fortune-with-two-so-knit-to.html' title='&apos;smile at fortune, with two so knit to thee!&apos;'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113329810421968414</id><published>2005-11-29T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T13:01:44.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAUL (SAUL) DAVID DOUCETTE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113329810421968414?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113329810421968414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113329810421968414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113329810421968414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113329810421968414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-birthday-paul-saul-david.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAUL (SAUL) DAVID DOUCETTE!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113260354491285762</id><published>2005-11-21T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T12:40:38.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dickydickybumbum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/spitorswallow.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/spitorswallow.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://anthonygoicolea.com/NewAnthonySite/pages/indexnew.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anthony Goicolea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;DICK DICK DICK&lt;br /&gt;BUM   BUM   BUM&lt;br /&gt;YUM   YUM   YUM&lt;br /&gt;DICKY DICKY DIKCY&lt;br /&gt;If you say this 10 times while eating a pineapple good luck will come to you.&lt;br /&gt;- Douche Bags &amp; Cum Guzzlers&lt;br /&gt;- Mr. Pernelly &lt;/blockquote&gt;Chris and Ben left this morning. It was a good weekend. Saturday I got to see Plants and Animals play. It was nice to see Devon. Sunday we didn't do much. Had breakfast, had dinner, drank and smoked. Unfortunately I was so stressed about a group presentation this morning that I didn't really get to hang out today before they left...I felt bad about it until I got home from class I saw this note from Chris. Just wanted to share it with you because of its touching, and because it DOES bring good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - Anthony Goicolea is another artist that Mike showed me. He composes pictures that are duplicate images of himself as a boy. They're great. I like Detention Series and You &amp; What Army the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113260354491285762?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113260354491285762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113260354491285762&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113260354491285762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113260354491285762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/11/dickydickybumbum.html' title='dickydickybumbum'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113244459004918585</id><published>2005-11-19T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T16:00:35.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'you got a smile so bright, you could have been a candle. i'm holding you so tight, you know you could have been a handle.'</title><content type='html'>KIRA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/KIRA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/KIRA.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/KIRA1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/KIRA1.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/KIRA2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/KIRA2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUTEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/KIRA3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/KIRA3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's going to be in Halifax this Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She DOES look like a Roger...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113244459004918585?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113244459004918585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113244459004918585&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113244459004918585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113244459004918585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/11/you-got-smile-so-bright-you-could-have.html' title='&apos;you got a smile so bright, you could have been a candle. i&apos;m holding you so tight, you know you could have been a handle.&apos;'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113244272407798316</id><published>2005-11-19T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T15:40:08.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>but its late in the day, and you're well on your way.</title><content type='html'>Last weekend Kate R (the most awesomest) came to visit. She drove down with Mike's friends, Joseph and Graeme, from Toronto, who are also awesome. It was such a good weekend. Drunk an hour after she arrived, a stupid game (which made me real cranky), karoke, breakfast, a hike up an icy mountain, dancing... Thanks for coming to visit, Kate. I really miss you and it was awesome to feel like we were roomies again for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three awesome weekends in a row.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris P is suppose to be here this weekend, although, just like Chris, I have no idea when he is coming. I can't wait to hear &lt;em&gt;dickydickybumbum &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;condopock &lt;/em&gt;a hundred times in 48 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, after Kate left and I almost cried...me, Adriann, Todd, and Mike watched two movies, Palindromes and In the Realm of the Unreal. Just wanted to tell ya all cause they're G-R-E-A-T. Palindromes was fucking hilarous, and although I only got to see 20 mintues of the Henry Darger documentary it also looked amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krista, this is the artist I was telling you about today. The pictures are creepy and weird and awesome. He was a janitor in the the 1970s, and when he died they found thousands of pictures, as well as a story feature seven blond sisters called In the Realm of the Unreal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/darger1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/darger1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/darger2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/darger2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/darger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/darger.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up to see big snow flakes falling from the sky. It's been a good day. I've done nothing but send emails to people that I love and miss, and read Motherless Brooklyn in my pjs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah, I hope yer doing a-ok. See you in a month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113244272407798316?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113244272407798316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113244272407798316&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113244272407798316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113244272407798316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/11/but-its-late-in-day-and-youre-well-on.html' title='but its late in the day, and you&apos;re well on your way.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113244113589701647</id><published>2005-11-19T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T14:58:55.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'watch the snow while night falls, and stay here til november is thru...'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/Paper%20Boats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/Paper%20Boats.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the link, Krista. I really like her paintings, especially this one. How did you find her? I'm not sure why I like this one over the rest. Maybe because these are the cutest kids. Did you notice that &lt;a href="http://www.pamelamurphystudio.com/gallery.htm"&gt;she&lt;/a&gt; has painted some more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also really like these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/Anticipation%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/Anticipation%20copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/IMG_0195%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/IMG_0195%20copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113244113589701647?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113244113589701647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113244113589701647&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113244113589701647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113244113589701647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/11/watch-snow-while-night-falls-and-stay.html' title='&apos;watch the snow while night falls, and stay here til november is thru...&apos;'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113157523298007247</id><published>2005-11-09T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T14:31:14.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've told so many cities about you.</title><content type='html'>Like I awesomely predicted, last weekend was FUCKY. Sarah arrived Thursday night. We had just enough time to grab a coffee (so I could grill her with questions), drop her stuff off at my house, and then head to the Cons show (which was great). Sarah got to meet all my friends in about 5 minutes, as well as a very drunk Mike who acted like he knew everyone - although Sarah really couldn't tell the difference. A lot of the night was spent hugging her while talking in funny voices, sire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we went dancing. I drank and smoked so much that I got sick, while &lt;a href="http://uselessdrama.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-like-updating-drunk-tonight-we-went.html#comments"&gt;Sarah&lt;/a&gt; made some fucky drunk posts. Dancing was fucky hot. And Shamu too. That could have been a much better night if I hadn't asked a real awkward question and gotten an answer I hadn't expected. Thanks for listening to me, Sarah, while I had the spins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we went to the Musee d'Art Contemporain and made fun of some art videos. Well, I just laughed really hard while Sarah sat there... FUCKY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah - it was great having you in town. I'm happy you got to meet all the peeps. Could you send me those pictures? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krista - thanks for the care package. The picture is up in our bathroom, and the cd is still in my computer. I wish I could do this to you right now: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole - Thanks for the film. A letter with $$$ will be sent shortly. Real short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next weekend Kate Robertson is COMING TO TOWN! I love all these visitors. Sooooon I'll be in D-town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORD to the (honesty) BIRD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113157523298007247?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113157523298007247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113157523298007247&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113157523298007247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113157523298007247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/11/ive-told-so-many-cities-about-you.html' title='i&apos;ve told so many cities about you.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113104347728667611</id><published>2005-11-03T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T10:47:25.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you go out looking for trouble, sooner or later and the trouble finds you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/August01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/August01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah is coming to visit today and I can't even tell you HOW EXCITED I AM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise, Sarah, that I'll pay more attention to you than I am in this picture... It's the only one I have of you since my computer was stolen. Maybe we can take some pictures with your digi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Krista, for sending me a care package. I wish you were coming too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cons tonight tonight. It's going to be a good weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113104347728667611?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113104347728667611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113104347728667611&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113104347728667611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113104347728667611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/11/you-go-out-looking-for-trouble-sooner.html' title='you go out looking for trouble, sooner or later and the trouble finds you.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113086286455465849</id><published>2005-11-01T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T08:37:04.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1, 2, 3. This is rock history.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/69-12146.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/69-12146.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's beautiful outside and I don't want to do any work. I need to get caught up though. I need to do all my reading before Sarah comes! Sarah's coming!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I carved pumpkins with Adriann, Mike, and Stuart, and then gave out candy to kids in the neighbourhood. The cutest costume was worn by my little downstairs neighbour, Liam. He was really excited to be a Dairy Cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally went to school to scan my pictures of my apartment and everything. The scanner was broken. Someday maybe you'll be able to see where I live. Someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. That's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113086286455465849?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113086286455465849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113086286455465849&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113086286455465849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113086286455465849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/11/1-2-3-this-is-rock-history.html' title='1, 2, 3. This is rock history.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113063757777123048</id><published>2005-10-29T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T19:05:39.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the night of the bunny...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/023_22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/023_22.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just learned from my lovely friend, &lt;a href="http://officeromances.blogspot.com"&gt;Paul David Doucette&lt;/a&gt;, that an article for &lt;a href="http://www.proskates.com/trailer2.htm"&gt;THE TEETH BENEATH&lt;/a&gt; was in the Chronicle Herald today. Unfortunately I can't find it online...Can someone send me a copy? I guess there is an interview with Jason and Evan?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie features the bunny costume (or an imitation) and is completely AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate &amp; Kate, did I ever tell you about the bunny monster movie?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113063757777123048?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113063757777123048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113063757777123048&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113063757777123048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113063757777123048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/10/night-of-bunny.html' title='the night of the bunny...'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113027696019872819</id><published>2005-10-25T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T14:49:20.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>William Kentridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/P78560_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/P78560_9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/P78561_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/P78561_9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/P78564_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/P78564_9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Mike introducted me to William Kentridge.&lt;br /&gt;And now I want to introduce you to William Kentridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/Kentridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/Kentridge.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to see some of his animations...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113027696019872819?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113027696019872819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113027696019872819&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113027696019872819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113027696019872819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/10/william-kentridge.html' title='William Kentridge'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113026893822633625</id><published>2005-10-25T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T13:30:58.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to my girls from d-town (especially the beautiful Krista)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/0326051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/0326051.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hate it when I have news and gossip to tell and you are so far away that it is hard to tell you. The phone just doesn't work, or I just don't know how to explain it in a way that makes it sound exactly how it should (and I don't want to write it here because it just makes me feel strange). I am really happy here. I really love this city. But I really miss my Dartmouth girls. I miss dance parties and red wine, and baby frost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah, I am so excited to see you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Andrew, thanks again for the &lt;a href="http://r590-12.blogspot.com/"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt;. I hope you don't mind.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113026893822633625?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113026893822633625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113026893822633625&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113026893822633625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113026893822633625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/10/to-my-girls-from-d-town-especially.html' title='to my girls from d-town (especially the beautiful Krista)'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-113026727265980920</id><published>2005-10-25T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T12:18:53.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'i want to hear a poem where ideas kiss similes so deeply that metaphors get jealous...'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/66-1005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/66-1005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How can I be so excited for school one day and the next not want to go at all? Yesterday I wrote my fiber art history midterm and actually enjoyed it. I liked writing about how paisley started in Kashmir, and how the Ottoman empire lost the carpet trade to Persia. I liked writing about changes in art to artifact, and art to commodity. I liked it and it made me happy to be a NERD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today I don't even want to go to class. Today all I can think about is why am I still in school working towards this? I've idealized it for so long and worked so hard for it. I'm starting to doubt if I will even enjoy it or if I will even be able to get into the program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't decide if it is too flaky or not. I can't decide if it is actually beneficial, or if I just want to study it because it simply includes two areas that I really enjoy and can't decide between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is going to take so long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to go to class tonight even if it means getting a lower mark. I just don't really care today. Tomorrow I'll stop skipping class...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-113026727265980920?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/113026727265980920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=113026727265980920&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113026727265980920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/113026727265980920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-want-to-hear-poem-where-ideas-kiss.html' title='&apos;i want to hear a poem where ideas kiss similes so deeply that metaphors get jealous...&apos;'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-112984226667023808</id><published>2005-10-20T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T14:08:29.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bluenauts, Argocats, &amp; Tigerbombers.</title><content type='html'>Because I am so fucking proud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you should go read &lt;a href="http://www.thecoast.ca/1editorialbody.lasso?-token.folder=2005-10-20&amp;-token.story=99581.112113&amp;-token.subpub="&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, written by &lt;a href="http://www.mark.swordfight.org"&gt;Mr. Black&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-112984226667023808?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/112984226667023808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=112984226667023808&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112984226667023808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112984226667023808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/10/bluenauts-argocats-tigerbombers.html' title='Bluenauts, Argocats, &amp; Tigerbombers.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-112981744773568885</id><published>2005-10-20T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T07:27:31.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>your smile is a sweetener, it really makes my day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/DSCN2331%20%5Bsml%5D3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/DSCN2331%20%5Bsml%5D3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I went to Ottawa this past weekend to visit my brother on this 31st birthday, and to see my niece Kira!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so nice to see how utterly happy Mike and Colleen are, even if they are completely sleep deprived and go to bed at 10 instead of 2 like they used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures that I think are funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/108_0817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/108_0817.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My brother looks so grown up in this picture. Those other two kids aren't his, but their awesome too. Jenna was their flowergirl last summer and liked to mention that she is going to be Cinderella for Halloween a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/108_0838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/108_0838.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was going to make some comment about being able to see her titties...but she's my niece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/108_0832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/108_0832.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This looks really mean but I think it's really funny. I made them promise that they would bring this costume up to Montreal when they visit next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/108_0852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/108_0852.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All she wanted to do on this crazy super fun mat of awesomeness was try to eat her fist which she couldn't really get to her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news...it's sunny today for the first time in 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been really happy lately. Really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-112981744773568885?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/112981744773568885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=112981744773568885&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112981744773568885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112981744773568885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/10/your-smile-is-sweetener-it-really.html' title='your smile is a sweetener, it really makes my day.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-112900778196521118</id><published>2005-10-10T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T22:18:40.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She-Wolf, 500 BCE (twins, 15th c.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/shewolf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/shewolf.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a midterm on Thursday. I feel like I'm in first year all over again. Wait. I am. Fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-112900778196521118?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/112900778196521118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=112900778196521118&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112900778196521118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112900778196521118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/10/she-wolf-500-bce-twins-15th-c.html' title='She-Wolf, 500 BCE (twins, 15th c.)'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-112895805851438788</id><published>2005-10-10T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T08:48:58.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blood from a sugar cube.</title><content type='html'>I had a dream last night that someone that I don't like very much died. Apparently she was really sick and I was the only one that didn't know. This morning I feel like shit because I actually dreamed about her, which means I must still think about it from time to time, even while I'm miles and miles away. I want to forget about all of it. It was part of the reason why I was so excited to move here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also dreamed about trying on leggings. I was really drunk off red wine last night and fell asleep in my leggings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-112895805851438788?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/112895805851438788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=112895805851438788&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112895805851438788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112895805851438788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/10/blood-from-sugar-cube.html' title='blood from a sugar cube.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-112880790366314541</id><published>2005-10-08T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T14:52:36.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I was in d-town with the girls...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/David%20Pumpkins%202003%20131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/David%20Pumpkins%202003%20131.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://worldsbiggestpumpkins.com/"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is where I would be going tomorrow (but not because Martha will be there). People hollow out pumpkins and then ride them like canoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss apple (&amp; pumpkin) picking. And the scarecrow festival in Chester. Have the leaves turned colour yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/DC%20PWO%202482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/DC%20PWO%202482.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look! They're dressed up like cats! (Are they cats?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-112880790366314541?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/112880790366314541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=112880790366314541&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112880790366314541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112880790366314541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/10/if-i-was-in-d-town-with-girls.html' title='If I was in d-town with the girls...'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-112831441941131982</id><published>2005-10-02T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T21:40:19.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is a fess-up. this is a mile-long island of selfless defeat.</title><content type='html'>I just had such a great weekend. Montreal was filled with Halifax, which at first made me homesick and anxious. By the Norts show it was definitly comforting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popopopopmontreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarities until 6:30 am. Dancing, harassing, and poutine in the park.&lt;br /&gt;Someone took a crap in the alley. I won't tell you who but maybe &lt;BlogItemTitle&gt;   &lt;BlogItemURL&gt;&lt;a href="http://swordfight.org/ger/"&gt;&lt;/BlogItemURL&gt;he&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/BlogItemTitle&gt; will, if he has time. There is a funny (ok, creepy) picture there even if he doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to have a house full of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Gerry showed me &lt;BlogItemTitle&gt;&lt;BlogItemURL&gt;&lt;a href="http://gorillamask.net/conanwalker4.shtml"&gt;&lt;/BlogItemURL&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/BlogItemTitle&gt;. You should watch it. It made me pee my pants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-112831441941131982?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/112831441941131982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=112831441941131982&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112831441941131982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112831441941131982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-is-fess-up-this-is-mile-long.html' title='this is a fess-up. this is a mile-long island of selfless defeat.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-112795441883794181</id><published>2005-09-28T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T17:40:18.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Word to your moms, I came to drop bombs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/0217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/0217.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-112795441883794181?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/112795441883794181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=112795441883794181&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112795441883794181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112795441883794181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/09/word-to-your-moms-i-came-to-drop-bombs.html' title='Word to your moms, I came to drop bombs.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-112795409744888119</id><published>2005-09-28T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T17:35:44.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i heart the internet super highway &amp; the dot.com revolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/Marcel_Dzama_Untitled_2003_318_42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/Marcel_Dzama_Untitled_2003_318_42.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Marcel Dzama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-112795409744888119?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/112795409744888119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=112795409744888119&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112795409744888119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112795409744888119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-heart-internet-super-highway-dotcom.html' title='i heart the internet super highway &amp; the dot.com revolution'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-112792695269668303</id><published>2005-09-28T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T10:08:11.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wiggidy wiggidy wack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/69-6124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/69-6124.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My laptop came in the mail yesterday! After a really long and horrible day at school I came home to see it sitting on my bed, along with a note saying that someone that I haven't spoken to since highschool called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little fuckers better not steal this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I still had all my pictures. Whatever. I have a new laptop! Pictures &amp; nonsense, etc., soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-112792695269668303?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/112792695269668303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=112792695269668303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112792695269668303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112792695269668303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/09/wiggidy-wiggidy-wack.html' title='wiggidy wiggidy wack'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-112775989067807250</id><published>2005-09-26T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T11:45:15.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foot Fountain!</title><content type='html'>Soooon I will have a new laptop. And sooooon I'll be posting like it's 1999.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to tell you that I miss you. Krista: I've decorated my apartment with your paintings and photos. I've put that birthday card that you gave me this year right beside my bed, and the photo of us on the swing above my dresser. I miss you more than ever and I wish you were here to play with my hair. Sarah: I just read the nicest email from you. I, of course, almost started crying in this stupid computer lab. I'm so excited for you to come visit. I hope it works out! And Krista! You should come! I promise it will be cheap cheap cheap. Jillian: I hope you are doing better these days - he better listen to Wendy. He better. Talk to you soon, of course. Any chance of you coming for a visit? Maybe I'll just come visit you... Darcy: I wish I had the internet so I could talk to you. What is your number? I should probably be emailing this stuff... Paul, what's your number? FRANCESCA! I will see you in 2 days! Mark, I wish you could come too. Matt: get a slamdancing phone already. I really want to talk to you. Nicole: Thanks so much for the letter. I will write you (and Sarah) one sooooon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon soon soon soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep getting bad looks from people waiting for a computer. I can't wait to get my new lappie. Then you can here about all the stuff I love about Montreal. And what my apartment is like...and what Adriann is like... And pictures. Soon I will have so many pictures to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to tell you that I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - I walked by the foot fountaint a couple of weeks ago. I didn't realize until I saw it again a couple of days ago that it was the foot fountain. I also walked by the place where I got that piercing. I forgot all about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-112775989067807250?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/112775989067807250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=112775989067807250&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112775989067807250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112775989067807250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/09/foot-fountain.html' title='Foot Fountain!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-112689130736769135</id><published>2005-09-16T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T10:21:47.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>well aint that just fanciful</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to trusty Canadian Tire to buy some things for the house and when I came back I noticed that my laptop wasn't where I had left it. I looked around the house to see if Adriann or Danielle had used and it put it somewhere else. Then I noticed the back door had been broken into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My laptop is gone. Adriann's laptop is gone. Danielle's laptop is gone. And Adriann's camera. This morning I went to get my new backpack for school, the backpack I had just sewn my compass patch onto, and I couldn't find it. It had my memory stick and my address book in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my pictures, my music, and (most importantly) all my written work and letters that I ever really cared about are gone. Love letters, stories people have written and sent me. Everystupidfuckingthing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. And Bell didn't switch over our phone account properly so I had to call the police (and my dad...) from a payphone down the street. And the phone number of the only person in Montreal who I feel comfortable crying in front of was lost when the computer was taken. So I just waited for the police and my roommates to arrive so I could tell them the news. I got to watch construction workers build a condo across the street. I didn't know what else to do. They have built each condo offsite and are just plopping them down like large wooden pieces of lego, two pieces for every home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Umm. Call? If you can get through. I've sent you the number.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-112689130736769135?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/112689130736769135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=112689130736769135&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112689130736769135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112689130736769135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/09/well-aint-that-just-fanciful.html' title='well aint that just fanciful'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-112649675015891600</id><published>2005-09-11T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T20:45:50.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss the summer (&amp; Halifax)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/Scan0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/Scan0012.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/Scan0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/Scan0014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/Scan0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/Scan0017.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/Scan0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/Scan0016.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/Scan0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/Scan0018.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/Scan0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/Scan0013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-112649675015891600?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/112649675015891600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=112649675015891600&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112649675015891600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112649675015891600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-miss-summer-halifax.html' title='I miss the summer (&amp; Halifax)'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-112499356320057246</id><published>2005-08-25T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T11:13:54.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Say WHAT?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/scan00151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/scan00151.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Interweb,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am happy because yesterday my sister-in-law, Colleen, had a baby. Yes, a baby! My niece Kira Patricia Roger was born and I can't wait to see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A toast to the new baby girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Katherine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - I can't believe Mike is a father.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-112499356320057246?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/112499356320057246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=112499356320057246&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112499356320057246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112499356320057246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/08/say-what.html' title='Say WHAT?!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644577.post-112499314960258669</id><published>2005-08-25T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T11:06:00.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toronto!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/scan00101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/320/scan00101.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heart kate &amp; colin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14644577-112499314960258669?l=awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/feeds/112499314960258669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14644577&amp;postID=112499314960258669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112499314960258669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14644577/posts/default/112499314960258669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardgrammar.blogspot.com/2005/08/toronto_25.html' title='Toronto!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096826454576754035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5164/600/1600/word%20up2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
