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stuff white people like

I finally got around to checking out the site, Stuff White People Like, and I admit to being guilty as charged. At first I felt a bit embarrassed for being so obvious and cliche. Then I realized that the list wasn't so much about making fun of white people but rather, making fun of upper middle and solidly middle class white people. So what's a girl to do? Die of embarrassment and commit to changing my ways immediately or admit that yeah, this upper middle class white girl from Canada does all of the following and more, and y'know, LIKES it.

• Taking a Year Off -- Since it's a guarantee that I'm going to be laid off this summer, I've made a plan to take a year, or two off and go back to school.
• Sea Salt-- I dig sea salt and yes, when I moved from Medicine Hat, AB to Moose Jaw, SK, I did indeed take it with me. It's just so handy because not only does it flavour your food, it also works as a natural body scrub (just mix with a little olive oil) or scouring abrasive for cleaning sinks. Someone should write a book on the wonders of sea salt.
• Promising to Learn a New Language-- I've promised to learn latin, french and italian. Haven't really gotten anywhere with it but I swear, one day I will be fluent in French ;)
• Halloween-- pagan with gothic underpinnings; yup, I love me some Hallowe'en. Guilty!
• Pea Coats-- I fricken love pea coats especially in black and ivory. I have never been a fan of the classic trench. Pea coats are warm and have better structure and go everywhere.
• Appearing to Enjoy Classical Music-- how true but there is some classical music I do enjoy and am not just appearing to enjoy it.
• Facebook-- The best way to herd up all those stray friends and relatives. I'm not really into the social aspect of facebook but it's a good home base.
• Girls with Bangs -- guilty as charged. I'm the girl with long straight hair and bangs. What can I say? It's the most flattering style for me.
• Sweaters-- I fucking love sweaters. Cardigans and hoodies are my favourite. I mean, what Canadian doesn't love a good sweater?
• Grammar -- I even wrote a poem about grammar that's how much I love it :) For me personally, I get a twitch in my eye when I see "weather" instead of "whether" or when good folk spell ridiculous with an "e".
• Scarves-- I'm a Canadian woman with european ancestry. It would be weird not wearing scarves. To top it all off, I knit them as well. Lots of them! I like cashmere scarves, silk scarves, wool scarves...even Hermes scarves.
• New Balance Shoes-- yup because they aren't ugly, match my workout gear and don't cause my foot to roll to the outside. In fact, I'm wearing a pair right now.
• Free Healthcare -- I'm Canadian so yeah, big fan of free health care. Nothing like having major surgery and not having to pay a dime for it.
• Book Deals -- I would never turn down a book deal. Ever.
• Dinner Parties -- Civilized way to spend a really good time with friends and family. The more casual the better.
• T-Shirts-- I'm a threadless whore :) and I have t-shirts from the Gap and thinkgeek. Guilty guilty guilty. Gotta have 'em all.
• Hating Corporations -- but really...who doesn't? I don't even like Apple Inc. even though I buy their stuff. Steve Jobs is an ass.
• Modern Furniture-- well...depends on the style really. I loathe plastic furniture no matter how famous the designer or design house. I prefer Shaker furniture mixed with a modern aesthetic; does that count?
• Gentrification -- because living in the suburbs sucks.
• Standing Still at Concerts -- I had a long day and don't like to get up close and personal with strangers. In fact, fuck it, I really would rather sit down.
• Co-Ed Sports -- Softball + beer + men + women = always a good time. It's a tradition.
• Recycling -- because one would like to believe that it does make a difference...or it will...someday.
• Expensive Sandwiches-- well sandwiches are my favourite thing to eat and variety is the spice of life so really...guilty.
• Natural Medicine -- I study Ayurveda so okay, I like natural medicine.
• Japan-- just for the wabi sabi philosophy, tea ceremony and textiles, the rest is rather gaudy.
• Apologies -- Canadians apologize for everything and not so much out of guilt but because it's the quickest way we know to get on with what we're doing.
• Kitchen Gadgets-- I love KitchenAid Mixers and waffle irons and apple slicers. I love to cook and some gadgets are really fun to use.
• Dogs -- Who wouldn't want a dog or two? Dogs are the best, especially Siberian Huskies, Newfoundlanders, Labrador Retrievers, Malamutes and Chow Chows.
• Living by the Water -- "when I was a lad in a fishing town, m'old man said to me; son you can spend your life, your jolly life just sailing on the sea. You can search the world for pretty girls, til your eyes are weak and dim, but don't go searching for a mermaid son, if ya don't know how to swim."
• Vintage -- why the hell not? Vintage is fun.
• The Sunday New York Times -- Sunday is the best time to lay in bed and read newspapers and the Sunday New York Times, even if you're Canadian, is a great read.
• Public Radio -- great to listen to while knitting.
• Apple Products -- I love Apple Products; they just work. I don't like Steve Jobs though; he's an ass.
• Renovations -- they make one feel good plus when you get a opportunity to customize your space, it helps make it feel like home and that's a great feeling.
• Breakfast Places -- my friends and I like Smitty's or a place on Water Street called The Celtic Hearth. Breakfast places are awesome and a great way to hang out with your friends without the formality and stress. Also, it's almost a guarantee that you'll find what you like on the menu.
• The Daily Show/Colbert Report -- because they're funny.
• Architecture-- I like architecture both modern and old. What's wrong with that? Maybe if I lived in the woods, liking architecture would be a bit eccentric but I live in a city so buildings are a big part of the experience.
• Vegan/Vegetarianism -- I'm not a vegetarian but I enjoy making and eating vegetarian recipes; a nice break from meat eating. I like tofu.
• Snowboarding -- because it's fun.
• Not having a TV-- it will rot your brain. I still watch some TV but prefer to wait until my favourite shows come out on DVD. Televisions are handy for playing xbox. *nod nod*
• Manhattan (now Brooklyn too!)-- I hear there are a lot of yarn shops, coffee shops and even a chocolate convention in Manhattan. Who wouldn't at least want to visit? hmm?
• Wine -- I heart wine; red wine, white wine and even *gasp* roses.
• Microbreweries -- hilarious. I'm so guilty but the beer really is better. Truly.
• Writers Workshops -- can I substitute any workshop?
• Traveling-- It's true about travelling but to be honest, I'm not a fan of global travel. I really prefer just to travel around my own country with few exceptions such as New York, France, Norway, England.
• Awareness -- guilty.
• Yoga-- I study yoga as well as ayurveda but I swear I'm nothing like the modern "yoginis". It's not a lifestyle for me. Knitting is much more fun.
• Tea-- english breakfast preferably; milk and sugar.
• Non-Profit Organizations -- guilty. I have a few I support without fail.
• Organic Food-- yup I prefer organic thankyouverymuch.
• Farmer’s Markets -- they're awesome! who doesn't love a Farmer's Market?!
• Assists -- this one is true as well. I prefer to be the brains behind the beauty so to speak. The assistant not the boss. In fact, I'm sure being a personal assistant would be my true calling in life.
• Film Festivals-- I don't like attending festivals but I enjoy themed movie nights or working my way through movie lists like that from AFI or Roger Ebert.
• Religions their parents don’t belong to -- I'm pagan and my parents are Christians so I guess I do.
• Coffee-- *lol* I live in a state of perpetual over-caffeinated bliss. I drink 10 cups of coffee a day. Wow; how true, plus my coffee is organic and free trade.

i'm afraid I can't do that, Dave.

all the pictures and posts stopped as of Toronto. Maybe you thought the plane has crashed into the Atlantic :) hmmm...? Nope, actually, a worse fate has befallen me. My telecommunications company cut off my phone and internet access. Apparently in all the hubbub of moving and travelling all last month I forgot to pay my phone bill. So until I do I have de-evolved back into a mouth-breathing neanderthal. So that means at least a week before I get my access back. They however are not aware that I can charm anyone into making a phone call for me and I can find the best cafes with free wi-fi. 46 + 2 just ahead of me...cell phone or not. I am a geek; I will not be denied.

Tonight is knit night at the Anna Templeton Centre here in St. John's. I get a few hours of repose before I depart quietly and quickly into the night back to Alberta for work. I would like to have a good answer for Karin as to why I choose to live in Newfoundland and work in Alberta and why I choose to spend a full day flying just to get home for 3 days before spending another full day flying back.

Karin; I love Newfoundland. I love the people; the ocean; the old, twisted city full of jewel-box houses; the music; the art; the food; and the humour. I love the cafe where I'm currently writing this post (it's locally owned, NOT a Starbucks and has free wi-fi). I enjoy the spa where I get my hair done. I like my hair stylist; she's young, but bright and sincere (good qualities in a hair dresser or anyone you trust to care for your body and appearance). When I visited Newfoundland in October 2008, I had the most perfect time. When I got back to Saskatchewan, I felt as if I had been unceremoniously ripped from the womb; again. Once in a lifetime is enough of that nonsense eh? ;) Anyways, all I could think about was going back and be in once place that felt like home for only the second time in my life (the first being when I grew up at Royal Roads Military College in BC). This city and I feel like old friends. My heart skips a beat when the plane turns towards the airport and I catch my first glance of Signal Hill. That's when I know I'm where I belong.

I may not have been born and raised in Newfoundland, but it's home, and I don't want to be anywhere else.

tea for two

I would like to say congratulations to my American readers on Barrack Obama officially being sworn in as President of the United States. I respect and admire his intelligence and courage. However, I will continue to remain cautiously optimistic until I see results. I admit to being painfully jealous as you all celebrated while here in Canada, Parliament remains locked to democracy (literally. There is a lock on the doors to Parliament as it has been prorogued since December).

Bad news; over 2000 people at my camp will be losing their jobs due to the economy and the too low price of oil. I may be next. I will remain optimistic yet prepare for the unemployment line.

There is a flurry of comments being left on the Yarn Harlot blog regarding matching vs. non-matching winter knitwear. Almost all commenters proudly admitted they don't wear matching anything, let alone knitwear. I was in the minority because I proudly admit that I match or coordinate all my clothing. Hel, I even make sure that my make-up coordinates with my clothes even if it means wearing neutrals if neccessary.

I love monochromatic colour schemes. One of my favourite things is to put together complimentary shades, textures and fabrics. I will wear a cotton shirt (in black) with a cashmere cardigan (in black) and finish it with a lightweight silk scarf (in black). I prefer to create textural interest rather than speak loudly with my clothing.

I remember Stephanie posted once about how to look sophisticated in knit wear. If she asked me I would have told her to stick to monochromatic colour schemes. For instance, she knitted a beautiful vest. Now the difference between looking like a school teacher and looking like a professional business woman is what you wear underneath. If the vest is plum, lets say, I would have recommended she wear a plum shirt underneath. Once you wear a white shirt under a colourful garment, that's when it starts to look teacher-ish. Not to say colour can't be used. One could wear all black but layer with a coloured cardigan or vest. The point is to keep the colour to one item so it look sophisticated rather than juvenile. Another important factor is drape and line. It's important to allow the eye to see an unbroken line from head to toe. Verticle drap and lines combined with a monochromatic colour scheme makes one look taller and leaner. Oh and yes, it is possible to layer knitwear without adding bulk.

For instance, one could wear a fine knit raglan knit in cashmere (lets say in muted mauve and also a silk scarf or shawl (in a dusty pink with a matching undertone as the raglan). That can be reversed as well where the sweater is silk or cotton and a lightweight cashmere scarf is worn. Another choice could be to wear the same yarn in the same colour but in different weights. I could buy Debbie Bliss Baby Cashmerino in grey and knit up a sweater and layer it with the Aran weight Debbie Bliss Cashmerino cabled hoodie also in grey. In the example on Stephanie's blog, you could take one yarn, in one colour and create a textured set; a cabled hat matched with a ribbed scarf and intricate yet finely detailed gloves. One colour, one yarn, 3 different textures that don't compete visually since the gloves and hat are seen farther away from each other. Finally, dark and medium greys, dark or muted blues, black, camel, and cream always look sophisticated when layered. Anyways, enough girly stuff ;) Just my two cents.

girly stuff

just to get the January badness out of the way because it's gotten out of hand. Being up at camp, you take what you need because there is really no escape to civilization until you fly out. That's right. We have an air strip in the woods just like in the movies. So being confident, I didn't take cash knowing that I had my debit card with me. I insert card get message back saying "invalid card". I insert card again get message back saying "invalid card". I look at the card and lo' and behold it says EXPIRES 01/09! *sigh* *headdesk*

but things may be turning around because I did get some money dumped into my other bank account so now I can withdraw some cold hard cash. Camp is the one place they don't take American Express; or Visa; or MasterCard for that matter.

now for the mixed bag of stuff. I learned to cable without a cable needle yesterday and it's bad ass! I didn't bother learning with a cable needle actually; far too fussy when you're trying to drink coffee, knit and watch hockey all at the same time. So my frogged Water Street scarf is back on only now, it will be done in a reversible cable pattern. mmmhmm.

there are moments of calm when you finally come to accept an awful truth. I love the colour blue in all the shades of the ocean and stormy skies. I however, don't look good in blue :'( I just don't. I have warm pale skin with rosy cheeks, grey/green eyes and medium brown hair. Blue makes me look tired and sickly. Other colours that don't look good on me include bright white, green, yellow, gold, orange, violet and orangey reds. But I'm not fussed because I hate orange, as you all know, followed closely by yellow, violet and orangey reds. ha!

Now the colours that do look good on me: off-white, berry reds, taupe, charcoal, black, chocolate, khaki, grey and yes...it's true....warm pinks and mauve. I'm serious. Pink f'reals. Why do I bring all this colour madness up? Although I usually knit or sew in black, white, grey and blue, I've decided to add some subtle colours this year. Some stuff knit in grey-ish purples and rosey pinks. However, there will be no jewel-toned anything. It would all have to be subtle and look wonderful with my beloved charcoal and sooty greys and blacks.

So I have three projects on the needles in keeping with my path forward with learning to knit well. Y'see, I have an attention span that could make a monk jealous. That allows me to read, drive or knit for 12 hours straight. I have a knitting plan and it goes something like this:

1. learn to cast on.
2. learn the knit stitch.
3. learn to cast off.
4. learn the purl stitch.
5. learn the cable cast on.
6. learn to knit cables (without a needle).
7. learn to read and following a pattern. (in progress)
8. knit a collection of scarves to learn knit, purl and cables expertly. (in progress)
9. be insane and knit a fricken huge cabled blanket just to feel smug and reassure myself that I can indeed knit, purl, cable and stitch together knitted panels.
10. learn to use dpns and knit a pair of socks.
11. learn to use circular needles and knit a hat.
12. learn yarn overs and the k2tog decrease
13. finish a lace pattern.

etc. etc. and the list goes on. I'm a computer geek so I believe in becoming an expert in the fundamentals before learning anything advanced. When I used to build computers I had to know how to successfully mount a CPU to the motherboard before I even considered anything else. Then I learned to mount a motherboard to a chassis and so on. The hardware had to be put together piece by piece before I even considered turning it on or installing an operating system. I apply that knowledge and process to my knitting.

many people will disagree with my methodology, saying that n00bs should never knit a scarf or blanket as their first project. They say that beginners need the quick high of a hat or mittens to keep them motivated. That maybe true, but as I stated, I have an unreal attention span, never get bored, and I have that much sought after ability to get whatever I start finished. Not always on time...but it always gets done.

man alive

I apologize for all the recent negativity. I'm sure it induces eye rolling and a few mutters of "get over it". I'm trying. Really. I'm back at work now. I don't mind so much. I keep my knitting books, stash, my macbook pro (kyle), and barney (teddy bear. Long story) in my bunk. So when I got back I was very glad to see a few of my favourite things.

The good feeling didn't last too long. I don't know what I did to the universe but wow, am I ever getting a rough ride this month. I swear everyone either hates me or is ignoring me or just pissed off. I don't know why but I'll be glad when it stops. I guess for now I'll just let it play out. I'm pretty sure it's almost February and that's always a good month.

I hate January and January hates me

As I sit and knit, my mind wanders. I thought a lot about the accident yesterday morning. I figured it had to be my luck that the guy who crashed into the light standard looked like an escaped prisoner. He had badly drawn tattoos all over his face. They weren't artful or stylish tattoos. They were prison ink blue. As someone who grew up in a community surrounded by 7 prisons, I'm familiar with prison tats.

I know that I was hesitant to help or talk to him because of his demeanor and appearance. The thought that he could have had a knife or gun definitely crossed my mind and I remember wishing so much that the police would hurry up. Despite all that, I do have an answer to a long standing question-- if something bad were to happen in front of me, would I help or turn a blind eye? The answer is, I would help despite my concern for my own safety.

That question had been on my mind for many years. About 5 years ago or so, a young, slightly mentally handicap girl was dragged down the sidewalk by a man and into the woods. Despite her cries and screams for help, not ONE person in her neighbourhood would help. Not ONE person even called the police. This happened in broad daylight in a residential, middle-class neighbourhood. They found her body-- she had been raped and murdered. I never forgot that story and I sometimes wondered, if she had lived in my neighbourhood, would I have helped her?

Someone I care about hasn't talked to me since January 1. I feel wistful and a bit disappointed. I don't feel sad as I really didn't know this person too well but I did consider him a friend. That has put a bit of a damper on the past few weeks. Luckily, I have a good group of friends that I appreciate and who care about me so I've been pleasantly distracted. Still, I'm sorry that my friendship with this other person seems to have ended.

I hate Januarys.

My horoscope says, "Share your heartfelt dreams for the future with others because you might be surprised how helpful someone's feedback is." Every new year I make a resolution BUT! the rule is it has to be fun. This guarantees that I will always succeed unlike those who put themselves through pain, misery and disappointment every January 1. My resolution for this year is to define my own personal style.

Believe it or not, I'm actually a really girly girl despite the fact I work in construction or that I'm a computer geek by trade. However much I love fashion, my uniform is pretty damn consistent; jeans, t-shirt, bunnyhugger (aka hoodie). Time for a change though but with a twist.

Ahh you KNEW there had to be a twist! It's me after all. The twist is this; the basics are going to be bought at the store as usual because seriously, I wouldn't waste my time sewing jeans, pants, jackets or shirts etc. Who would? The rest though, I'm going to make myself. I'm am going to use my new found knitting, and rediscovered sewing skills, and embrace the whole DIY culture. I plan on knitting or sewing stuff for my home, clothing and accessories including a passport holder (I fly a lot but you already know that), wallet and new handbags.

There are details to be sorted out and I will share them once I've spent a good amount of time researching. Right now I'm still working on my first project of the year; my St. John's scarf. It's made out of 100% Alpaca yarn in a lovely shade of ivory. Alpaca is very warm so I know it will be perfect for winter both at home and at work in Alberta.

bring my baby back

I woke up this morning at 05:20 and got showered and ready to have breakfast with Rob and Perry. They had offered to pick me up just after 06:00. I scampered quietly outside of my apartment building to have a smoke and wait. I was the only one around, as it was still sleepy and quiet at 06:00. The snow was softly falling and I was content to wait.

At approximately 06:05 a car came speeding past me on the road parallel to my apartment building. The road turns sharply as it meanders like an old river up to the top of a hill. The car was going about 70 km/h and didn't brake. The driver slammed the car into a light standard. It made one hell of a noise and it happened so quickly.

I pulled out my Blackberry and dialed 911 and asked for the police and ambulance. I ran up to the car and found the (alleged) drunk driver rolling around in the snow. There were dark patches all over his face so I checked for blood. Turns out they were tattoos. His face was covered with tattoos. He got up, disorientated and groped around for his ball cap while clutching his hand in pain and telling me he thought his leg was broken. My thought was he was testing himself to see if he could escape.

A few minutes later the police, fire department and ambulance service all showed up. I gave a statement then left to go to breakfast with my friends. A police officer commented that I must have been scared. I told him no but I was shocked at what happened. I didn't care about the man who crashed, as he was impaired. I cared that my friends could have been victims of this man if they had showed up exactly on time instead a few minutes later. I care that if the light standard hadn't stopped the vehicle, that his car would have crashed at full speed into my neighbour's house. I care that no one but this guy was injured. I don't care that he was. It was his choice to (allegedly) drink and drive. I wouldn't have cared if he had died.

w00sa

I finished blocking Moe's scarf. After one month knitting it, I'm feeling a bit shell-shocked. I knew the yarn (100% merino) was stretchy. I did expect that the navy blue yarn would bleed. However, I'm a bit angry. The final length of the scarf when it came off my needles was 72 inches. After blocking it measured 98 inches. That's a difference of 26 inches. Yup, over 2 feet. So after soaking the scarf in water for only 15 minutes it stretched 26 inches. I expected the yarn to stretch but that's unreal.

I am a type A, nit-picky perfectionist and a design snob. I have a design monster that lives inside me. It is brutal and unrelenting so it is pissed off that expensive, merino, luxury yarn would succumb to its bucolic origins and fail completely to attain greatness both for me and for it.

My design monster is also pissed at how much the yarn bled. Again, I expected it to do so because being 32 years old, I have a lifetime of knowledge both wearing and washing clothes. The orange yarn did not bleed too much. However, the blue yarn turned my creamy, white yarn, dingy. I don't know how to correct the problem besides bleach but I'm fairly convinced that would be a very bad idea.

The scarf should be done drying tonight, so I will take pictures of my very first completed project and then wrap it up and give it to Moe. Then I will forget that it ever existed. Furthermore, I will remember the yarn and the company that made it, and make sure to stay very far away from both for the remainder of my life (unless I find myself homeless or knitting socks for a war).

I know I'm not the first or last knitter that will suffer such disappointment but I also know that I'll remedy it quickly and without mercy. That's all I have to say. I'm going to drink 3 more cups of coffee now until I feel better.

Below are the pictures I took of Moe's finished Architect Scarf done in the colours of the Chicago Bears. You can see where the blue dye ran into the white yarn. *sigh* It's the knitting fates. They mock me for my love of all things black, grey and blue. I've learned my lesson. Colour is not for me so I'm going back to that which I love; black, grey and blue yarns. I also threw in some pictures of camp. It's -45 degrees and if you look closely you'll see the murder of ravens sitting in the piperacks. It's spooky. I love it :)

religion & politics

let's get religion out of way: I'm a pagan but can also be oddly confused as a humanist, philosopher and empiricist. I'm a mutt. Now onto politics.

The last few days has seen the people of Canada thrown for a loop when it was announced that the Liberal Party and New Democratic Party had signed an agreement to form a coalition government with the support of the Bloc Quebecois. This means the Members of Parliament for those parties will take part in a vote of non confidence against our current minority government led by the Conservative leader and current Prime Minister, Stephen Harper.

Apparently many people, including many Canadians (who apparently skipped social studies far too often) are confused how this is legal. To make a long story short, Canadians do not elect a government. We do not elect a Prime Minister. We elect Members of Parliament. So when we go to the polls, only the names of candidates that want to be elected as a MP are listed on the ballot.

The Prime Minister (Stephen Harper) is the leader of the party of which had the majority of Members of Parliament elected. Her Majesty’s Loyal Opposition is led by the leader (Stéphane Dion) of the party with the 2nd most amount of MP’s elected. The result of our last election, October 2008, resulted in a minority government. That means that the Conservative Party under Stephen Harper had the most amount of MP’s elected however, not enough were elected to gain a majority of seats.

On December 8, 2008, there will be a confidence vote. The Liberals and the NDP have decided, with the help of the Bloc Quebecois (who sit in parliament and affect policy and law but have no power outside of Quebec. That’s the simple answer) to defeat the confidence vote and form a coalition government. This is not illegal. This is not a coup d’état. It is up to the elected Members of Parliament to form the government. The majority of MP’s elected have decided to form a new government which has to be approved by the Queen’s representative to Canada; the Governor General.

Whether right or wrong, justified or not, it is a legal, democratic move according to Canadian law. The only thing Prime Minister Harper can do to save his sorry ass is prorogue (suspend) Parliament. This would also have to be approved by the Governor General (but highly unlikely especially during the current economic crisis). My opinion, this is a terrible option and I hope it's not even considered.

The only other option is for the GG to call for the 3rd election in just over 2 years. That would piss Canadians off as it costs oh about $300 million per.

There you have it; current Canadian politics in a nutshell.

6 degrees of me

Inanna tagged me for a meme called 6 random things. So here goes:

1. I only own a bed and two lamps. I don't own a television or a microwave or even a chair. Oh I have a lot of books, a coffeemaker, kettle and a sewing machine though. My bed is like the central hub of my place. It's where I knit, sleep, watch DVDs and read. I plan on buying furniture when I move to St. John's. It won't be much furniture; I'm still a die hard minimalist afterall.
2. I can't paint very well. In fact, I suck at it.
3. But I'm very good with power tools; well all tools really.
4. I have a green thumb. I have a talent for growing plants from seeds. I don't know why this is since I don't garden. I would love to have a garden but I live in a city and work in a construction camp so for now it's not practical.
5. I'm very intelligent; it's spooky, apparently, and gives some people the heebie jeebies.
6. If I was rich, I would wear Calvin Klein and Prada exclusively. Oh and my own handknits of course.

It's home day! not to mention it's -25C at camp. So I'm very much looking foward to going home where it's much, much warmer.