Sometimes I find myself oot and aboot and I stop and ask, how did I get here and where am I going? That's when I realize that the alzheimers has set in...

No no. Just kidding. But, I do find myself out and like tonight I'll see someone that reminds me of a certain someone and there'll be this wee pitter patter in the heart and slight deluge of emotions in the brain. Then I ask myself, why is it that I feel this way? Do I really feel regret at the way things worked out after all this time, or perhaps in someone unbeknownst to me way, failed to get over it? Is this is what's going on? Subconsciously, am I still harbouring some feelings that are somehow holding me back? Of course, there are other 'extenuating circumstances' that hold me back from success; namely balls 'o jelly and academic pursuits. But, those obstacles aside, could this really be the fatal flaw? Could this be akin to the relationship of the governments of the US and Israel, in that they are my great obstacle to peace in my world? Or, is it that these encounters simply harken my mind back to a on some level 'better time' and so it's not the who, but the what that causes it? I'd like to think that it's option B because I can't imagine why something like that would still hold me back so. Yet, I still wonder.

I've decided to give the thumbs to a movie and a CD. So, thumbs up to "Love Actually", a great movie, and "Logic will break your heart" by the Stills. That last choice begs the question, when should I get up and move to Montreal? I've gotta admit Brantfordidis is getting me down. God I need to get to a bigger city (famous last words).

Ooh yes. One last thing. Oh is my MA thesis going to be 'world's' of excitement, much like the retarded paper that I wrote the related course. Basically, I'm going to get my chance to experience the 'hunter-gatherer thingy' of the human existence. Tedious as hell devoid topped off by a bland and unspiring paper that displays no signs of any original and creative thinking - would be good words to describe how I forsee this next year and a bit working out. Ho hum. Hold out til PhD I guess... That's um...if I make it there.