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i babysat joelle and caleb tonight. it was fun. we went to the park. there were two slides side by side, i thought caleb and i would go on one and joelle would go on the other. but instead she wanted to come with us, she climbed on me and we slid down like i was one big toboggan. some dogs came to the park and weren't on leashes. they scared joelle so i had to put caleb down and pick her up. she quickly decided she wanted to go home, so i picked up caleb and walked home like "super aunt" carrying one in each arm. joelle is in a really cute stage. she reminds me of this little girl i once knew when i worked a daycare in highschool. i was with the 2.5 to 3.5's (the busy bees) and there was a girl named rhianna who was my favourite. i know you're not supposed to have favourites but she was so sweet, imaginative and quirky that she captivated me. i tend to be drawn to oddballs.

i'm really into neil young lately. i've been listening to him all week at work. he has so many great quotes, part of me just wants to have one big long neil young quotes entry. i love how he sings such funny lyrics with such passion and conviction, for example "a man needs a maid", i'm all like "ya man, that's true. men DO need maids" i wish you could hear how that sounds in my head, i'm using my best pothead impression. i've always wanted to see him in concert, a couple years back he was having an outside concert in a park in toronto, i wish i'd gone. but since then i have this desire to see him in an open field not in an arena or something. i think i might go see his flick that's showing at the screening room tomorrow, i have an engagement at 10:30 p.m. but i'm sure i could squeeze in the early show. don't know if anyone is interested in seeing it with me, if you are, give me a call, an email or a comment and we'll make plans. otherwise, i'll go it alone. which is ok.

i've had a good day, but a brief run in with my mom's neighbour ticked me off. when i left her place i was trying to sneak past him because i was worried he would be angry that i accidentally let out his dog tonight, but instead he makes some inappropriate comment about my weight. the conversation went like this "oh, you gave me a scare a couple weeks back when you were here with that guy" strike one: that guy = my dad. maybe he didn't realize that my mom's children actually had a father. who knows. "i didn't know if i should stop you or what" we were picking up some furniture that's been in storage there with the u-haul van while my mom was in england. then he says "you look much different from last year... i don't know if you...were on a weight-loss program or something" ARGH!! so rude. yes, i recognize that i look different than before, but i was only overweight for a brief period of time. and i'm horribly self-conscience about it, so yes, sure, why don't you just comment on a virtual stranger's weight. i don't understand why people feel a right to say anything. don't get me wrong, there are NICE and POLITE ways of saying it like "you look really great" or "you look beautiful" or even "you look really happy", david ferrence once said "i've noticed lately that you are looking spiffy" which i thought was charming and funny. BUT anything that involves "you've lost weight" hits a nerve. also i hate it when people ask like they'll get some kind of "weight-loss secrets" from me. "no i wasn't on a diet, i just changed my life-style". argh. sorry. i don't mean to vent. i've had a lovely day. i'm excited about this long week-end. hurray!! well i'm off to paint another coat on my doors. its amazing what a coat of paint will do to a room ;)

my downstairs neighbours are weird. their screen door has detached from the house and is lying face down in my driveway and they don't even move it. they're lazy. besides, how did the door get like that in the first place.

even richard nixon has got soul.