#88 - LIST FRIDAY, Winter Boots Edition

Either/Ors

• Gloves or mittens: mittens
• Cats or dogs: cats
• Bob or Neil: Bob
• Peel stickers or stamp bags: peel stickers
• Loud or quiet: loud
• Wake up or sleep: sleep
• Boots or sneakers: boots
• Words or pictures: words
• Poetry or prose: prose
• Tea or coffee: tea
• Peppermint or chamomile: peppermint
• Peppermint or spearmint: peppermint
• Drive or take the bus: take the bus
• Read or listen to: listen to
• Kristen Stewart or Jamie Bell: this is a trick question, they are the same person

#87 - Struck Brightly By The Winter

when the snow falls thick and silent

Today I was struck by the holiday spirit. I am now officially excited for the 2008 Christmas season. Here are some reasons why:

1. The snow! It snowed like crazy this afternoon. The day started out all grey and blustery and ended up all white and wintery and lovely.

2. I went to Buy the Book and had hot chocolate. It is obviously not too far into the Christmas season, though, or I would've been offered booze.

3. I finally handed in my art history paper. It is impossible to be filled with holiday cheer when one is preoccupied with thoughts of Emil Nolde and German Expressionism and versus woodcuts etc.

4. I have Christmas-ified* the colour scheme.

5. I spent two hours in Paper Umbrella working on the window display and talking to Theresa about gift wrap and cookie baking and whole chickens and book binding.

6. I know I mentioned the snow but I have to say it again. SNOW!




In non-Christmas related good news: last night there was a crazy and awful and amazing travel-into-the-past episode of One Tree Hill that Chad Michael Murry wrote. Honestly, what could possibly be better than that? Nothing. Nothing could. That is the best.


*My computer's spell checker is trying to tell me that Christmas-ified is not a word. How absurd.**















**Rhyme!

#86 - She Said My Name's Neal Schon

but some people call me Nina Simone.

Essay writing again tonight. Special thanks to Bon Iver, Basia Bulat, The Hold Steady, Born Ruffians, Coca-Cola, peppermint tea, warm socks, the green foot stool, and Kenzie's blog for keeping my spirits (and energy levels) up. Also, thank you to Mordecai Richler. After two semesters of epic Greek poetry and seventeenth century sonnets it is so nice to be writing about prose again.


EDIT: I am thinking of calling my essay "It Wasn't His Fault: How Duddy Kravitz's Family Screwed Him Over". Is that sufficiently scholarly, do you think? Should I take out the contraction?

#85 - Ophelia Had Two Cars

She's driving away in one of them.

I am going to be up so late tonight and so early tomorrow to finish this Andrew Marvell paper. All I can say is thank God for I'm From Barcelona, Rilo Kiley and Belle and Sebastian. My "stay awake and cheerful music".

I am about half done right now, but I was also half done at five o'clock. I completely started over at around eight.


P.S. If I hadn't used Ophelia as the title of this post I would have used "Rufus The Giant Silver Labrador/is standing in my hall/Rufus Rufus Labrador/ten feet tall "