i only have 1 xmas exam, Pseudoscience (makes sense, half-year course). and anthro on nov 29, but that's a test.
we found out yesterday that's tweetie's actually 11, not 10 like we thought. i feel so guilty about missing a whole year for all this time (it was his bday yesterday.) old budgie. still doing fine and being a freak tho. heh.
nothing exciting. i have to write a F11 review tonight, remind me. daddy got me a bunch of ST:TNG books at the church sale (i was too tired and didn't go). and he got me Kafka's "The penal colony", which is one of my favourite books of all time.
eve was due yesterday, but haven't heard anything yet. we're all waiting for The Email. hope she's ok, she was going to do it by midwife. ahhh, laura, the person who taught me that it's pronounced "midwiffery." heh.
cold and blah, but not bad blah, more like nothing-to-say-blah. going out pants shopping with mum cuz i need more.
i guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower, makes you talk a little lower, about the things you could not show her...
u of t has semiotics at Masters level, but not PHd. i don't even know if that program exists. i recall hearing something about amsterdam... i don't want to go to amsterdam. wanna stay here. profess, as it were. but even danesi doesn't have a PHd in semiotics, and he's one of the forerunners of the field, worked with eco ("in the name of the rose") and even sebeok, i think. danesi's PHd is in italian i think, or portuguese. gah. maybe by the time get there... cuz you can't be a professor without a phd, right? maybe anthro or sociology or something. nyeh. worry about it later.
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