(31) Days of Summer

Finally. Last exam today. Well tonight really. In honour of this momentous occasion, I've decided to post my own list of things I hope to include in my novel: 1. A funeral (for one of the bride-to-be's parents, with whom she was not close - so it's not sad) at which there is: a. A suggestion that the engagement ring should contain a jewel made out of the parent. b. A vampire named Gordon c. A bear named Bruin d. A "funeral crasher" who just came to eat all the food. e. Jack Bauer is the funeral director (just kidding about this one...well maybe not, although it may be plagiarism) 2. A stripper at a really inappropriate place...maybe a wedding shower. 3. A scene in which the bride has to go wedding dress shopping with her future mother in law. Or maybe the mother in law offers her atrocious wedding dress and saying "no" gets really awkward. Maybe she can't say no and wears it in the end. Who knows? 4. Vows talking about protein-protein interactions/co...

This is loosely based on the "Life Lessons from Life Sciences" posting that I promised Indigo last week. The title, however, has been changed to reflect the content a little better. And to give credit where credit is due, this is Adam's signature line that he always says at the end of his "Good, Bad and Ugly" improv game when he is "Bob the Biologist". Hilarious. Warning: today's posting is VERY BORING, and mainly only funny to other people who are currently studying the same material as me. But since I've immersed myself in the world of proteins for this exam, my brain can't think of anything else to write about. So get out now if you don't want to A. fall asleep at your desk B. decide I am the least funny, geekiest person in the world C. decide you hate me, and need to torture the person who tortured you with this post D. gouge out your own eyes E. all of the above. You have been warned. I’ve been studying a lot for my upcoming ...

Last night's Harper's Island was creepy. Super super creepy. Like sleep with the light on creepy. I have two words to explain why: Red eyes. But luckily that little girl wasn't around much. If the murderer didn't have to be pretty strong, I would say it's that little girl. Holy mother of homicidal warning signs. She belongs somewhere with no other life forms (including plants!), so she can't destroy it. I'd like to change my predictions on who the killer might be. My number one suspect is Cal, second is Thomas Wellington, third is Chloe. We'll see how these predictions hold up. Scott thinks it'll be someone who we don't really know that well. Bones last night: OK episode. I thought the story was great, and the show entertaining as always. I love the new "half-time show" that they do, and Sweets is hilarious (Sweets needs a bigger role on the show). I was, however, offended by the the reaction of Bones regulars to Dr. Tanaka...

First some business: I've decided on a subject for my novel: it will revolve around the planning of a wedding. I won't divulge much more information, other than it will be a comedy. I'm looking to you, readers, to let me know about any wedding planning/wedding day mishaps that you think could provide elements of hilarity to my novel. Scott and I are watching this new show called 'Harper's Island'. Harper's Island is just off the coast of Seattle, Washington. Seven years ago, a man named John Wakefield came to the Island and murdered six people, then was killed himself by the Sheriff (or was he???). The island is just getting back to normal, when a couple (former inhabitants if the island) decide to host a destination wedding there. But before they even arrive, their guests start disappearing, one by one. Who is the murderer? Is it a copy-cat? Or is John Wakefield himself back for more? I love this show for several reasons: 1. Everyone is a suspect ...u...

For no reason other than I was reminded of one of the great moments in our family history, and the topic of Jill's novel, I decided to have a second blog posting today about the poem entitled "The Dash". A great poem. It's a little cliche, but I can't help but feel as though I should go out and do something amazing today...but it's cold. And I would rather spend my "dash" being warm in my house. Tomorrow for sure. How do you want to spend your dash? Also, while I was searching for "The Dash" online, I found a jewel. Linda Ellis, the author of "The Dash" has her own blog . Did you know "The Dash" is being made into a full length movie? Thoughts? And for your reading enjoyment, I found " The Dash " online. As the poem is copyrighted, I decided no err on the side of caution.

I thought in honour of Earth Day, I would post a list of some things you can do to help protect the environment (in no particular order): 1. Don’t litter. 2. Reduce, reuse, recycle. 3. At the grocery store, buy local produce and locally made foods whenever possible. And become vegetarian. 4. Save water! Take shorter showers; turn the tap off when you’re brushing your teeth. 5. Walk, ride your bike, take the bus (or other forms of public transit). 6. If you must have a car, use it as little as possible. And get a hybrid. 7. Turn off the lights! And replace your incandescent light bulbs with energy-saving fluorescent ones (and try to get the mercury-free kind) 8. Keep your house at 18 degrees Celsius in the winter and 25 degrees Celsius in the summer. Too cold? Wrap yourself in a nice blanket. Too hot? Wear an American flag bikini. 9. Use re-usable bags every time! 10. Buy a travel mug and use it. Almost every place has a discount now for those using travel mugs, so you’ll save the envir...

Tonight, I wrote the second last final exam of my undergraduate career. In record time. 50 questions, 20 minutes. Of course, I checked it over for another 25 minutes, but the point is I finished every question in 20 minutes. A gift from my professor. In light of my impending graduation, I’ve decided to enlighten my readers on the lessons I’ve learned at/from the University of Western Ontario, in no particular order: Lesson 1 : Do NOT invite “Emily” to a party. Enough said. Lesson 2 : Do not go to Jack’s. Under no circumstances. Ever. This is the “dancing” bar in London. Much like Jackie’s Place, it does always play the best music, but it always has the WORST people. I once got cornered in the stairs by like 4 guys, who were creepy. Another time, someone dumped their beer all over my head, then elbowed me in the face. The last time I went there, a 65-year-olf man got kicked out for trying to break dance and not being able to get up (SAD!). Even if you want to go upstairs to listen to li...

I decided to hop on the NaNoWriMo blog wagon, since it seems to be the cool new thing to do. My plan of action is to start reading "No plot? No problem?" as soon as possible, and then, over the course of the month of June, to steal Jill's award for most shameless incorporation of certain four letter words into my book to up the word count, even if that means having an incomprehensible rant as my last 500 words... I've definitely come up with one scene that needs to be incorporated into my novel in some way, and it is based on a real life event that happened at 3:30 AM on Sunday. Let me paint you a picture: It was my friend Adam's birthday party, and we went out to Molly Bloom's and stayed til last call. During the 3 hours we were there, we built up quite an appetite, so a bunch of us decided to get some shawarma (sp?) at a restaurant I like to call "Pita Pita Pita". My personal favourite is "shawarama fries" covered in garlic sauce, hu...