Then the sun will shine on me

Mon, 25 May 2009 10:24:35 GMT

Back from my first shift! It went really well.

Also, I got a ride home in a blue '70 Impala.

Aw yeah baby.

New journal

Sun, 24 May 2009 20:05:19 GMT

So I've got a journal on DreamWidth now, too. I'm not abandoning LJ or anything, so I'm basically going to be crossposting to the two of them, but it's a good backup and stuff. I'm caitlin_chan on DW and LJ, because that keeps things nice and easy. :D

GLEE

Fri, 22 May 2009 14:00:49 GMT

I HAVE A JOB!

At Wa-lMart, which sounds like it would be blah.

BUT IT IS BACKSHIFT. SO NO CUSTOMERS.

ALSO, MY BASE WAGE IS 9.35 AN HOUR. PLUS AN EXTRA DOLLAR AN HOUR PREMIUM FOR WORKING BACKSHIFT.

I WILL BE MAKING 10.35 AN HOUR. I HAVE NOT MADE MORE THAN MINIMUM WAGE (currently 8.60/hour) SINCE I WORKED AT CONVERGYS IN 2005/2006.

WHEEEEEEEEEE!

Also, I have my own internet now and will make a big long epic post (complete with some of the pictures of my trip to Cape Breton last weekend) sometime in the next couple days when I don't have to go get ready to go swimming with guitarpulsation . :D

BUT. JOB. HALFWAY DECENT PAYING JOB.

GLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

Also also, before I forget again, my current mailing address:

Caitlin Mooney
27B Highland Drive
Antigonish, NS
B2G 1N7
Canada

WOOT!

Tue, 05 May 2009 17:08:32 GMT

My blind_go fic is finished and submitted and everything! WOOHOO!

BUT OMG IT IS DEFINITELY TOTAL CRAP. AUGH.

I still not-so-secretly love it though...

ANYWAYS. YES. DONE. WILL BE POSTED AT inkntendinitis AFTER GUESSING IS DONE. BUT YOU CAN TRY READING ALL THE FICS TO TRY AND GUESS WHICH ONE IT IS IF YOU WANT. XDDD

But, sadness, I will not get to read fic today. ;-;

DAMN YOU, INTERNET GUYS, FOR NOT COMING UNTIL FRIDAY. DAMN YOU, LIBRARY, FOR CLOSING AT FOUR THIRTY IN THE AFTERNOON DURING SPRING SESSION. DAMN YOU, SELF, FOR HAVING THINGS TO RUN OFF AND DO NOW SO YOU CAN'T WAIT AROUND FOR FICS TO BE UPLOADED.

MORE OF AN ACTUAL POST TO COME WHEN I DON'T HAVE TO RUN OFF QUICK-LIKE AND HAVE MY OWN INTERNET AGAIN.

Thu, 16 Apr 2009 05:56:15 GMT

Going up to Halifax this weekend to look at cars, woohoo!! The second portion of my student loan is coming in soon (yes, AFTER the main two semesters are done; I'm not going to get into it, haha) so I can afford to go this weekend - if I find one I can put it on my credit card, and then pretty much entirely pay it off before I get any interest on the higher balance.

Sadly, there aren't many options - the cap of my budget is around $2200 because I'll have to make my insurance down payment and register the car and stuff. I looked on the AutoTrader site (country-wide site for used vehicles and stuff) and got these results - some of them are in the wrong spot, but any within my budget in Halifax, Dartmouth, Eastern Passage, and Upper/Middle/Lower Sackville are ones I can think about, and maybe also Truro.

That green '96 Jetta for $1495 was looking really good (I've wanted a Jetta for years, haha), but when I called to ask a couple questions about it the guy said it was sold - but it's still listed, so I'm hoping (probaby futiley) that he was mistaken. XDD Now there's another one of the same year and colour listed too, but it's nearly 3k, and unless I get a lot more money selling back textbooks than I expect, it's definitely too expensive. Sigh. Also, it's diesel, which requires more maintenance and is currently more expensive than gas. You can run them on cooking oil in the summer according to beautydreaming , but I'd have to do some of my own research into if it increases maintenance costs and stuff before I went in for that. Though there's no duty on cooking oil like I think there is on diesel so it, uh, may be illegal? XD

Oh well, I'll figure things out. XD

I may get to see fantasyecho on Saturday while I'm in the city, but if I don't I'll probably hang around long enough when I go back up to pick up my car (I can't drive it home Saturday if I get one because my insurance broker isn't open Saturday, so I can't start my insurance, and driving without insurance is bad and illegal, haha) to pick her up from work and show it off. XD

Whatever I get, I promise to post pictures and details, assuming anyone wants to hear. Read. Whatever. XD

Had my first exam on Tuesday, Earth Science. It went all right. Not wonderfully, but good enough. I have Spanish in ... six hours at nine AM, and my Tolkien exam tomorrow (Friday) and nine AM. My take-home for my Mysticism class is due by the end of the day today (Thursday), too, but it's only 750 words, so it shouldn't take me long.

I actually have an idea for blind_go now, even though it's totally random and I have no idea if I can make it work. I'll start working on it after this week when things settle down, but won't be sharing anything here or on inkntendinitis until the guessing is done, in case anyone checks my LJ for hints, haha. XDD

she_universe and I have big ambitious plans for getting lots of proverse work done this summer. We'll see how that goes. XDD

Talked to Lloyd at the 5c to $1 on Tuesday - I worked there first year, and since I'm going to be around for the summer, I thought I'd ask if he would have any work for me. He thought he might have 15 to 25 hours a week for me since Danielle (their main part-timer) left, but he's not sure right now because things are kind of eight kinds of insane. He figured next week he'd be able to let me know more solidly. Woo, job!

I get to go to beautydreaming 's convocation because she has an extra ticket, so I'm really excited about that, and she has, unsurprisingly, asked me to help her pack her stuff into her dad's car for the drive back to Ontario. Ever since I fit her entire dorm room/life (except the two suitcases she was taking back to Ontario with her) into my parents' Hyundai Accent in her first year, I have been known as the resident packing queen. Even if I can't get my own shit UNpacked. XDD

Also, here's the song I'm currently listening to: Alanis Morissette - You Oughta Know

Blarg, should go back to studying now. Boooooooo.

Ah well. Cheers, all!!

MUSIC!

Sat, 11 Apr 2009 01:00:34 GMT

So I wanted to make a music post, but I couldn't really pick which songs and didn't just want to have a list of links because that's boring. So I'm repeating a meme!

Put your music player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first song is the title.

If You Could Read My Mind, Love

Well I'm on my way to the city lights,
I remember setting out just to see what I could see,
Mississippi in the middle of a dry spell,
You get up every morning.

I pulled into Nazareth, I was feeling about half-past dead;
It has been raining for so long
I got everything I need - almost

Get you motor running:
There is a town in north Ontario

Something's at the edge of your mind, you don't know what it is
Could have been all right, could have been here tonight

I know it's out of fashion:
Life's like a road that you travel on -
Can you see the light?
Four men in a rock'n'roll band

I got stones in my passway
Two hundred miles from my home
What goes up must come down

One fine morning, girl, I'll wake up:
American woman, stay away from me.
--------

This lyric poem meme thingy is themed, though. All the lyrics are from Canadian songs! Because we have produced some very awesome music. *nodnod*

Songs are listed for download in the order their lyrics appear above. ^^

Gordon Lightfoot - If You Could Read My Mind
Stampeders - Sweet City Woman
Ian Thomas - Painted Ladies
Alannah Myles - Black Velvet
Bachman-Turner Overdrive - Takin' Care of Business
The Band - The Weight
Luba - How Many
Downchild Blues Band - (I Got Everything I Need) Almost
Steppenwolf - Born To Be Wild
Neil Young - Helpless
Triumph - Magic Power
April Wine - You Could Have Been A Lady
Martha and the Muffins - Echo Beach
Tom Cochrane - Life Is A Highway (the original song, not a cover!)
The Jeff Healey Band - See The Light
Chilliwack - Fly At Night
Colin James - Just Came Back
Roch Voisine - Helene (English version)
Blood, Sweat & Tears - Spinning Wheel
Lighthouse - One Fine Morning
The Guess Who - American Woman

And just because this is one of my favourite songs of all time:
Gordon Lightfoot - The Canadian Railroad Trilogy (which is actually a single song, lol)

Consider yourselves musicspammed! :D

Tue, 07 Apr 2009 03:35:40 GMT

Icon vaguely related - it's my only icon containing a car. XDD

So I've been pondering getting a car lately. Nothing expensive, mind, more like a $600 clunker kind of car. Of course, my mother will freak out at the idea because she thinks I can't take care of myself or that I have any idea about how to budget or what it will cost, but that's the great thing about being out and on my own and over 18 and no longer dependant: it doesn't matter what she wants.

Dad will be less insane about it, I think; he'll probably ask me how much I know about the costs of insurance and registration/plates and inspections and stuff, but if I can answer those satisfactorily then he'll probably resign himself to the fact that I'm going to do it whether he's okay with it or not. Following this decision, he'll likely give me whatever help he can with making sure that what I'm paying for won't fall apart halfway out of the lot. My dad is awesome like that.

Didn't get to karate tonight - had to go to the hospital with a friend (but things are fine) and thus didn't get much accomplished this afternoon, though I told Mike via e-mail earlier that I didn't think I'd be able to go anyway. I didn't get hardly any sleep last night, and going to karate means I can't get a nap in and dead tiredness when I should be alert because I'm at work. XDD

Last day of classes on Wednesday!! Well, until I start my intersession classes on April 27th. But whatever. ^^ I'm kinda excited for my intersession classes, so woo!

Still need a summer job, though I've probably secured a way to make extra money during the exam period before I'm officially jobless.

Found a couple CDs I'd bought during my reading week back at the end of February, during which Kelsey and I drove up to Halifax for a day trip. They're The Sounds of Nova Scotia volumes one and two, and when I was little we had the cassette tapes. We've still got them somewhere, but when you play them they sound kind of funny because they got played so much when I was a kid. They were the two most listened to tapes in our entire collection - they're like every trip I ever took to visit my grandma or my aunts and uncles and cousins when I was young.

I had tried finding the music to download at one point, but I only ever found about four of the twenty-three songs (total from both albums). So then I saw them at HMV and couldn't NOT buy them. I missed these songs a lot more then I realised until I listened to the albums again - it's the music I grew up with and it kind of feels like part of me, if that makes any sense at all. XDD

A bunch of the songs are also giving me Proverse bunnies (Sam being from Cape Breton and all), but I don't have time to write them right now. Sad. :(

Woo! New layout

Wed, 01 Apr 2009 06:30:50 GMT

So, new layout and journal title today. OMG I used song lyrics!

But I really like them and couldn't come up with anything of my own that said how I'm feeling right now as well as those two lines. So that's okay!

Had the first Karate Society meeting tonight, and I'm going to drive down to the club in New Glasgow (the next town over, about a 45 minute drive) on Thursday night with some people from campus who were at the meeting. I 'm stoked - I've wanted to get back in since Sensei Reeves stopped having classes on campus because of some sort of something that I think had to do with Sensei Donovan retiring. Either way, I've missed it and am really awesomely excited.

Even if we do have to squash possibley six of us into an old Honda Civic. Which should be interesting. XDD

Oh my god, I've been an orange belt since spring 2003. SIX YEARS RIGHT AROUND NOW ACTUALLY.

Sadly, no one remaining in the Nish over the summer has a car I can borrow to get to NG and back to keep practicing over the summer. BOO. I SHALL HAVE TO WAIT LONGER. I'll survive though.

I am so beyond excited. :D

Dreams

Sat, 28 Mar 2009 13:43:26 GMT

Since eight thirty this morning I've had two icky dreams that have left me feeling completely freaked.

The first one is kinda fuzzy, but involved lots of family and friends dying and I couldn't be there for any of them.

The second was mostly me getting attacked by people on campus I don't know by them throwing cans of pop and rocks and stuff at me, and then a group of people running trampled me. And everyone else just kind astood back and watched it happen of pushed me back into the crowd to get stepped on more.

I dunno if I wanna go back to sleep right now. : /

ETA: at this point, these have been joined by a third one about an entirely inaccurate, yet still terrifying, Jenny Greenteeth with red eyes. Yeah. Not going back to sleep until late tonight, methinks, no matter how tired I get.

Sat, 21 Mar 2009 05:59:19 GMT

Uh, hey guys, it's been a while.

...Over two months, I know. Bad Caitlin, no biscuit. Please don't hurt me?

Scruffy hair was really, really scruffy until I got it cut. Slightly different than when I cut it last summer. And yes, that was the last time I cut my hair. It was such a mop.

LOTR class is win and awesome. And yeah, I know I don't have the lectures posted, but I will. And I will have written notes for the days I missed (more than I wanted to because I've been having these weird, killer headaches that make Caitlin a very not happy camper, but they seem to be gone now).

Other classes aren't bad, but I'm bollocksing Spanish up. Mrrr. Too much L2 interference. Ugh.

Actually joined an LJ RP, which sounds funny since I haven't been posting here, but the activity requirement is very small - twenty comments/posts for a two-month period. Which I filled with only my intro post, so it's okay that I don't have much time for it. And it's FUN! (Is dramadramaduck in case you're wondering.)

EDIT: Oh! And I met Denise's totally awesome fiancée! She's crazy awesome! Did I mention she's awesome? Awesome.

Have not written more than random, couple hundred word-long bits and pieces of unrelated fics since... uh, I can't remember. Sad. : ( I miss having time for writing fic.

I signed up for Round 007 of blind_go anyway. I think I'm just a sucker for punishment, especially since the minimum word requirement is 3500, and fics are due May fourth. I finished exams April 17th and start my spring classes April 27th. *headdesks*

Haven't played any video games since Christmas break, and even then I didn't play much.

Am taking two classes in spring session, History: Victorian Britain and Sociology: Irish Society for a total of six credits. Which is the max numbers of credits one is allowed to take during spring session. Actually pretty excited! Nothing for me to take in the summer session, though, unless I feel like taking three creds on Shakespeare's tragedies over a two month period via distance with Marquis. Which I don't, as he's the primary reason I ended up dropping the full-year Shakespeare course. :/

Need a job for the summer break, especially as I am staying in Antigonish. I'm taking spring classes, and I'm sick of living at home and sick of my mother treating me like I'm incompetant or that it is ANY of her business how many hours I work, how my classes are going, when I'm going to graduate (later than she wants), or how much I owe on my credit card. I make my payments on our co-signed student LOC on time, so that's ALL the business she has with my financial situation. My mother needs to learn to mind her own sodding business. Thank god Dad can.

(Speaking of my dad, he was in Vegas for a Kodak conference and when I asked him what Vegas was like he used "strange" about eight times in two minutes. Also, "noisy". Oh, Dad; you are not so articulate when you're brainfried and jetlagged. <3 )

At work right now, and at the end of this shift I will have worked 35 hours since five to twelve on Sunday night, along with going to class, having a job interview, making time to eat, showering, studying, doing class readings (some of which were fun LOTR class readings, some of which were not), not sleeping (damn insomnia).... *dead tired*

That's all I can think of right now, really.

I promise I'll try and update more. I swear. I missed you guys. <3<3<3<3

LOTR class

Thu, 08 Jan 2009 16:28:50 GMT

This semester I'm in a class about Lord of the Rings. Yes, in university, and yes, it's already awesome.

Anyways, I'm recording the lectures for a few friends already so I figured I'd see if anyone on my LJ would be interested in them? If people are, I can post the links to download the sound files here.

Yes/no?

Also, on the subject of Christmas cards, well, I kinda failed. I had exams and I planned to do it afte rthey finished, but then Joy died and I just forgot with everything that was going on. I'm sorry.

Sat, 20 Dec 2008 18:18:09 GMT

Joy died this morning at 4am GMT.

Goddamnit. Goddamnitgoddamnitgoddamnit.

Fri, 19 Dec 2008 23:51:24 GMT

Granddad called and left a message at home (Trenton) today. Joy is back in hospice at Saint Michael's Hospice, and family members are advised to visit before this weekend. There's some hope but not a lot.

Goddamnit.

Music meme!

Thu, 11 Dec 2008 04:37:18 GMT

Since everyone else is doing it...

Put your music player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first song is the title.

*amazing piano riff*
The Silicon Chip Inside Her Head

Picture yourself sleeping on a plane
Well I'm hot blooded, can't you see?
Carry on my wayward son
I see the bad moon rising

Everyday is so wonderful
Under a lover's sky
In this farewell

On the window ledge I don't feel safe
Far am bi mi fhìn is ann a bhios mo dhòchas
In a gadda da vida, honey

Boys and girls of every age
Travelling
Living easy
I count the cases piled up high
Well, I took a walk around the world
Day to day, where do you want to be?

Well me father often told me when I was just a lad
Everything's so blurry
The wolves, my love, will come
I'll be a killer whale when I grow up
====

If anyone's curious as to what song a particular line is from, feel free to ask! :D

Christmas!!

Thu, 27 Nov 2008 06:04:53 GMT

So, I'm thinking about Christmas, and I'm actually going to send Christmas letters/cards this year.

Yes. I'm sending Christmas correspondence. Me. I always swore I never would, but... well, I want to! So I will!

If you want me to send you something, leave your mailing address in the comments! Comments are screened, so no worries about other folks seeing you address! :D

Cheers!

EDIT: I should probably warn you guys that they might be, uh, late, since the deadline CanadaPost gives is coming up soon and I haven't actually BOUGHT any cards or anything to send yet... ^^;;

dies

Wed, 26 Nov 2008 23:33:17 GMT

So last week, one of my profs said that our final would be a take home exam, and it would have to be a minimum of ten pages. We would get the question on December third and the essay would be due by noon on December tenth.

I was not impressed. At all.

Tonight he changed it. Now it's three essays, each a minimum of four pages in length. Assigned December third, and STILL due December tenth, even though we suddenly have more to write.

Still not impressed. Impressed even less, actually.

Fuck you, Pretentious.

Supernatural 4x10

Fri, 21 Nov 2008 08:39:53 GMT

Oh, Dean! ;__________; *hugs him*

Wed, 12 Nov 2008 17:18:03 GMT

Meant to post this yesterday when I got back from the service, but I got distracted. This video got passed around my res by one of the RAs in an e-mail last year (if I'm remembering correctly) and I've had it on my computer ever since.

I know people like the guy in this video and that makes me sad. :(

Finally, it's over

Tue, 04 Nov 2008 11:16:02 GMT

Anderson sentenced to life
Will remain in jail until at least 2021
The News

PICTOU – A New Glasgow man received a life sentence for the strangling death of his former girlfriend yesterday in Supreme Court.

Matthew Craig Anderson, 27, was charged with second degree murder after the body of Jamie Lynn Walsh, then 21 years old, was discovered in her Temperance Street apartment.

Medical reports concluded the cause of Walsh's death was "asphyxia due to ligature strangulation."

The decision, rendered by Justice Ted Scanlon, was a joint submission by Crown attorneys and Anderson's defence.

A statement of fact, signed by Anderson, states that on the day Walsh was murdered, Anderson had contacted her to arrange a scheduled visit with their five-month-old daughter, Eve. The two had been in a common-law relationship, which lasted five years and ended September 2006.

Walsh's father, James, discovered her body the day of the visit. Anderson was arrested at his new girlfriend's Nelson Street apartment in the early morning hours of Jan. 2, 2007.

James Walsh, who along with Jamie Lynn Walsh's twin sister Emily read out victim impact statements in Supreme Court yesterday, said he felt that prosecutors did what they felt what they were expected to do.

"If you're asking me if I'm satisfied – what can I say, it doesn't change anything," he said.

"We pay the price for living in Canada. For this crime, I would have rather lived in Texas, but I don't like Texas. I'd much rather live in Canada. So, we pay the price."

Anderson will not be eligible for parole until January 2021. He faces a firearms ban for the rest of his life.

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Grieving family watches as killer sentenced to life
The Chronicle Herald
By MONICA GRAHAM
Tue. Nov 4 - 5:42 AM

PICTOU — There is only one person to blame for the murder of Jamie Lynn Victoria Walsh, a judge told the young woman’s grieving family Monday.

Matthew Craig Anderson, 27, strangled Ms. Walsh to death on Jan. 1, 2007, said Justice Ted Scanlan of the Nova Scotia Supreme Court.

Mr. Anderson used a coaxial electronics cable, a power cord and a length of fabric to strangle the 21-year-old, whose face was covered with plastic bags.

"It was not because the locks were not changed that your daughter died," Justice Scanlan told James Walsh, the dead woman’s father.

The judge sentenced Mr. Anderson to life in prison with no parole for at least 14 years.

Mr. Anderson was scheduled to have his Supreme Court trial heard in January by a jury, but he decided to have his case heard by a judge and Monday morning pleaded guilty to second-degree murder.

His sentence includes providing a DNA sample and a lifetime ban on possession of firearms, ammunition and explosives.

"The impact of what you did, Mr. Anderson, is profound," the judge said, adding that he hoped the parole board would carefully examine Mr. Anderson’s record before risking his potential release in 2021.

Mr. Anderson, who appeared in court in baggy prison garb with his brown hair combed forward to cover the top half of his face, spoke little during the hearing, but his lawyer offered Mr. Anderson’s apologies to the Walsh family.

In a victim impact statement, Mr. Walsh told the court how the trauma of finding his daughter’s body had adversely affected his health, ability to work and livelihood. He expressed regret that he had delayed changing the locks to keep Mr. Anderson out.

"I knew Matthew was a liar and a con man," Mr. Walsh said, adding that he didn’t realize his daughter was in grave danger. "I didn’t know he was capable of hurting people."

The murder had destroyed the Walsh family’s joy at the way Jamie Lynn, 21, had embraced being the mother of a baby girl fathered by Mr. Anderson, he said.

"Everything seemed to fall apart," Jamie Lynn’s twin sister, Emily, said in the victim impact statement she read to the court. She said she now doesn’t feel safe anywhere and her sister’s death tore her family apart, she said.

Justice Scanlan said the tragedy had affected the family at every level, but Mr. Anderson’s guilty plea and sentence meant they avoided the trauma of reliving the event and ensured a life sentence, he said.

Ms. Walsh had custody of the baby girl after the relationship between her and Mr. Anderson broke down in September 2006. Mr. Anderson’s access to the child allowed him to cause Ms. Walsh’s "horrific death," Justice Scanlan said.

"The courts must always be cognizant of the dangers" during such visits, he said.

Jamie Lynn’s mother, Susan Walsh, also filed a victim impact statement and one on behalf of Jamie Lynn’s daughter, now two years old, whom she and her husband are raising.

The little girl is doing well and says "angel momma" when she sees her mother’s photo, Mrs. Walsh said.

Nothing will bring Jamie Lynn back, but support from family, friends and the whole community is helping them begin to move on with their lives, Mr. Walsh said.

"I couldn’t think of a better community to live in," he said. "I wish I could thank every one of them."

( mgraham@herald.ca)

The adventures of Caitlin at oh-dark-forty five on November 1st...

Sat, 01 Nov 2008 08:54:19 GMT

All right, assholes, listen up.

I was, initially, not rude. Perhaps not über polite, but it WAS quarter to four, and at least one of you two was drunk off his ass. I said you couldn't prop the Marg exits doors open, and I said you couldn't smoke right there and that you had to be four metres away as per provincial smoking regulations, and then I closed the inside Marg door and left you alone.

Then decided better of it, considering the nasty look y'all gave me the first time, and found you still holding the outside Marg door open, and the drunk[er] one of you smoking half inside the building. Unacceptable socially nowadays, against university policy, and illegal. So I kicked the shoe y'all had left inside through the door outside, along with the shoe you had left by the door you were still holding, and told you four metres for smoking, now, end of story. Oh, and the exterior door had to be closed and you weren't allowed to go back inside through that door (which no one is).

Drunk!you moved, eventually and with much bitching and whinging. Belligerent!you, well, first you wouldn't let me close the exterior Marg door, and continued to block it with your foot. You said you were going back inside through that door, no matter what I said. When I told you that you would not be able to get through the inside door because it locks from that side, you said you'd stand there until someone came out it.

I said no you wouldn't, and then you got up in my face and tried to bully and intimidate me into letting you keep that door open by using, among other things, a facial expression I think was supposed to scare me, your greater height and weight, and perhaps even your gender. You certainly had the "get in the kitchen and make me a sandwich, woman" tone down, that's for sure.

Unacceptable, and not going to work. I don't take that shit from anyone, least of all from some jerk who needs to, I don't even know, reaffirm his macho-ness by pushing me around or something. So I said that I damn well was going to close that door, and you eventually backed off when you realised that I wasn't going to bow to your whims.

So I trotted back inside and called Security, because figured you'd probably give me more trouble, and then darted around to the Marg exit inside door just in time to find your host - who did not clear y'all's stay with her RA or obtain the required guest passes for either of you schmoes - trying to let you in that door I just told you you weren't allowed to use. Which she, being a resident, should know she's not allowed to do. 'Specially since she, y'know, signs a contract to that effect at the beginning of the year.

Not my fault you didn't read all the rules, girl. Maybe now you'll actually bother.

So Security came along and backed me up because I'm not stupid and knew it could only help, and I wrote you assholes guest passes for ONE NIGHT and you damn well better be leaving today, and I wrote it all down in the log book.

Because I don't take that kind of macho, "I am manly and tough, fear me" bullshit, not from anyone, so you can just suck it up and follow the rules and the goddamn laws next time.

And that was only the last fifteen minutes of my shift. I'm not even going to get into the other seven hours and forty five minutes at this point.

...I was NOT in a mood to be fucked with last night. As you can probably see.

And so many people think I'm nice and fluffy and happy all the time.

Shyeah.

Right.

Sat, 11 Oct 2008 05:13:59 GMT

OH MY GOD, SAM, YOU ARE SUCH A BLEEDING HEART.

BUT I LOVE YOU FOR IT.

...Just had to say that. Now I'm going back to my thrice-damned Shakespeare paper that was due Thursday.

MWAHAHAHAHA!

Fri, 03 Oct 2008 03:50:55 GMT

OPERATION K.E.W. STAGE ONE... COMPLETE!

Wed, 01 Oct 2008 02:50:09 GMT

Dear douchebags having a giant noisy party below me on a week night,

SHUT THE FUCK UP AND STOP SMOKING UNDER MY GODDAMN WINDOW.

That is all.

No love,
Me

EDIT: THANK YOU SECURITY!!

OMG, an entry of consequence!

Fri, 26 Sep 2008 05:37:25 GMT

Yes. Like the header says. Actual stuff discussed here.

Had the Take Back the Night March at school tonight. We had a really great turn out, considering the size of the school and the area and such. And the fact that it didn't get hyped very much, really. Anyway. For those of you who don't know, Take Back the Night is meant to promote awareness of violence - esepcially sexual violence - against women, and to promote making the streets safe again. It was really great, even though I had a headache for about four hours due to all the screaming and shouting we were doing. XDD

Update on the porter stuff: Joan is still gone, Lane is an awful place to work (though it does have a phone now), and a couple of us have already quit. I have ended up with more permanent (that is, guaranteed) hours than I did on the old system, but I would still rather have Joan and the old system back than be guaranteed twelve hours a week instead of ten. At least we got issued keys for the Lane and Mount porter's offices if we needed them, which is good, because before that we had to call Security to come and lock the Lane office. Which was irritating, and Secrutiy wasn't veyr happy about having to do it, either (though they seem perfectly willing to walk/drive us home at 0400 if we aren't comfortable going alone, which is nice of them).

And I just realised I only mentioned this in one quick post last week, but one reason I was so upset and frustrated by the meeting last week was the timing, as I was already having a really shitty week. My dad called me Wednesday night to tell me that my great uncle, Leo, died; the last I had heard, he was out of the hospital and getting better, not that he'd spent a week dying in palliative care. So I was more than a little shocked and upset to begin with, then that whole porter mess Thursday night. Ugh. Dad called my cell about halfway through the porter meeting last week and I went out in the hallway to answer it and just about burst into tears in the middle of the Nicholson basement hall just from hearing him say "hello." Not fun.

Friday I left on the noon bus to go home, and then we left my house around three to go pick my grandma (Leo was her older brother) up at the Truro bus station before continuing on to the hotel in Sackville (NB) where we checked inand changed before heading out to the wake at the funeral home in Port Elgin (NB). The wake was, well, a wake. Though I got to meet a whole goddamned load of my family that I had never met before. Holy shit, I have second cousins and second cousins once removed and third cousins and all these relations that I don't even know what to call them.

Anyway, at the wake I saw Sister Ellen, Leo and Grandma's sister (she's a nun). She looked really tired, and really upset, though god forbid you mention it to her, haha, as she's bit of a battleaxe or... I don't really know how to describe her. But she had (obviously) never married, and neither had Leo, so she spent a lot of her time on the farm with Leo, especially after she retired from teaching, and they were really close.

So the wake was a wake (I admit I felt really uneasy leaving the body alone in the funeral home at the end of the night... superstitious, I know... ^^;; ), but the funeral (at Leo's church, Saint Bartholomew's in Melrose, near Port Elgin) was really nice; the priest was actually having trouble not crying, because he'd known Leo for years. Dad was a pallbearer, but he was the only one of myself, Mum, him, and Grandma to have a part in the funeral. Then we walked across the highway to the graveyard for the burial, and I got to see Isabel and Joseph's graves afterwards. They were also family - Anne Marie and Bill's parents, though I'm not sure if any of the other people I met were their kids or not - and Joseph died in... hm, 2001 or so?  I never went to his funeral. Isabel died a couple of years later, and I wanted to go to her funeral, but it was during exam time (I was in high school), so I couldn't, so I really liked finally seeing where they were buried. I remember running across the field between their house and Leo's house, going to visit them when I was quite small, and it was summer and there were lots of flowers. I can't remember who was taking me over. But when I got there, someone was playing piano, and I think there were cookies.

After the burial we all went back to the farm (that is, Leo's farm - but everyone always calls it "the farm") for the... well, whatever the hell those things are called after funerals. The party-ish thing, but calling it a party feels wrong. Anyway, there were a lot of people there, and food, and I asked Sister if I could take some pictures of the farm (it just felt wrong to take pictures of her home without asking, though I only took some outside, and none inside) and she said yes, and to make sure I took a picture of the orchard and the woodshed and Leo's car, which I had planned to anyway. So I got pics of the barn and the outside of the house and the orchard nnd the car, and the spring house (which I have always been inordinately fascinated with, and as a child thought it was so strange that they would build a house with a hole in the floor! I was still fascinated even after Leo explained WHY there was a hole in the floor. XD) and stuff like that. If anyone is interested, I'll post the pictures? Let me know. (If anyone is even actually reading all of this massive, huge, probably-tedious Entry of Doom. XD)

We were all summarily evicted from the house as people started leaving. That is, everyone but Sister ended up outside, and she locked us all out, haha. She's never really been one for actual goodbyes, and she was really tired (she slept just an hour the night before the funeral, she said), so she was even less for goodbyes than usual. Then Anne Marie realised her coat was still in the house and hoped she'd be able to get Sister to let her in so she could get it, haha. But then we all left, Mum, Dad, Grandma, and I driving back to Truro and having something to eat before taking Grandma to the bus for Halifax, then came home. Then Dad and I turned around and left only a little while later for him to drive me back to school. So I was gone from campus only about 30 hours, but they felt sooooooooo long because we did so much driving and there was so much emotional stuff going on.

I'm not particularly sad over Leo, now that the shock has worn off, which sounds terrible, but he was over eighty, so it isn't like he was a young man, and he didn't have much pain, which was nice. The farm is probably going to be sold, though, since there isn't really anyone who wants to/can afford to take the property - though I have no idea what it says in Leo's will (Bill is the executor). It's really sad that the farm will probably be going, so to speak - that land has been in my family since they came over from Ireland about... 170 years ago?  I don't know the exact year, but it was before the Potato Famine and the family paid their own way, they didn't come steerage, thankyouverymuch. (You don't even think about saying in front of Sister that you think we Murphys came here in steergae and/or because of the Potato Famine, haha. XDD) But yeah. So we've had this land for a long time, and now it's probably leaving the family, and it's kinda depressing. Although the house isn't the original house (it burnt down in the fifties, so the house on the porperty now is new) and I neve reven lived there or stayed overnight there, I'm still quite attached to the farm. The connection to my family, and to my past is really important to me.

...But holy shit, I have a lot of family. That side of my family - Dad's side - is absolutely massive (I honestly have no idea about Mum's side - I haven't met hardly any of them other than aunts/uncles and first cousins). I saw, let's see how many of the people I was related to that I can remember... well, there was Anne Marie and Bill, who I already knew, Brian Murphy, Mike Murphy (as in the NB Minister of Health.  Yeah. XD), Marie-Helena, the lady in the pink shirt whose name I think was Helen, Karen, Kevin; Maureen, Gary, Donald, Raymond, and... shit, I've forgotten her name, Jim and Cathy, Sister Ellen and Grandma (obviously), Aunt Tara and Uncle Rennie and Logan (Rhett, Logan's older brother, didn't come, and boy did I give him holy hell for it! My brother didn't go either, and I am not impressed.), uhm... yeah, that's all I can remember right now. And that's not even including anyone's KIDS. Srsly. The New Brunswick Murphys are more like a clan than a family.

I also met Dan Strang. As in Strang's Potatoes (hopefully someone will know what the fuck I'm talking about?   beautydreaming ?   daimeera</lj> ? You're pretty much my only hope here. XDDDD) My family knows and/or contains the randomest frigging people... Dan Strang and the NB Minister of Health... what a combo. XDDD

So. Moving away from the weekend (especially since I don't have all that much more to say, haha), I worked at Lane last night at midnight until four this morning, which was a shit shift, and I had to deal with some stupid drunk bastard who was trying to get in to see his friend who wasn't home. Then he got all snippy at me when I told him to leave since he didn't have anyone else to visit. Then he said I have no authority to kick him out or do something like call the CPs/Security/RCMP and I was like screw you, yes I do, "you sure you want to test me on that?" Then he left. Ha.

Before that shift last night, I had actually worked form eight Sunday night to 0400 Monday morning at Lane. Which was awful, because I was exhausted from the weekend, and because I was so tired I was freezing, and I only had a sandwich to eat because there's no microwave there so I couldn't take anything that would need nuking, and I didn't even have a phone to call people, so I was a useless, nonfunctional porter. Ugh.

Then when Seurity came and locked up the office (we hadn't been issued any keys at that point) and drove me back to my apartment building... well, as I approached the building I could hear a fire alarm going off and was just praying it wasn't my apartment, and when I went into the lobby-like area... there was water pouring through the ceiling at the light fixture. No wonder the alarm was going off. So I ran back outside and waved at teh Security guy who drove me back to please come back so he could call it in and wait for Facilities, and I wouldn't have to, because I wanted to get to bed. So back he came, and since I had to go to the second floor anyway, he came up with me to check and see if the problem was in our laundry room. It wasn't - the water was coming from the third or fourth floor laundry rooms.

So then I went to bed. limetreebower woke me up a little after nine like I had asked her to, to make sure I wouldn't miss my 0945 class, but then I was still so tired I was barely coherent so I went back to bed. I slept straight throught until almost twenty to two that afternoon, missing three of the four classes I had that day. Oops. Oh well.

As an example of just how zonked I was, apparently the firealarm thingy in our apartment hallway - so pretty much righ toutside my bedroom door - went off around six AM. I slept through it completly - I didn't even know it had gone off until daimeera</lj> mentioned it... or, Tuesday, maybe?  XDD

I have an appointment at the campus clinis tomorr-- er, today. I need to get tested for haemochromatosis, and iron... well, the opposite of deficiency. I can haz way too much ironz? And too much iron can cause organ damage and all sorts of other unpleasant things, such as death.  XDDD  It's genetic, and Aunt Marion has discovered she has it (her irons levels or 1100, and they should be about 100), so Mum probably has it since they are identical twins, so I really should get tested for it. Though it isn't usually discovered in women (without the genetic test) until after menopause. Because before menopause, we women have this wonderful exodus of iron each month.

Speaking of bleeding out my babymaker: I'm sick of it. It has the Worst. Timing. Ever. The day I have to pack the car for moving the next day?  Starts bleeding. Have to work backshift that evening?  Starts bleeding. Funeral to go to and many hour sto spend in a car?  Starts bleeding. So I've decided I will go on the pill, and just skip the sugar pills. So no period ever except when I want to have one. <3

...Yes, I am aware of the irony of wanting to take a pill to stop a loss of iron when I may have a disease that is essentially the excessive absorption of dietary iron. Shhhhh. I can just donate blood when my levels get too high - srsly. That's what the treatment for Aunt Marion's levels are - she goes and gets bled for a pint every week until they are more normal. Unfortunately, since she has spent more than three months in England since the magic Mad Cow date in 1980 or 1981, she can't actually donate this blood to CBS, it just gets tossed (it goes by total amount of time spent in England, not amounts of time at a stretch, or else she'd be fine to donate it). So she's going to see if it can be used for research or something, because it seems like such a waste. I, on the other hand, would be able to donate any blood that I had to get, well, bled from me on the off chance my levels were too high. I'm still two weeks under the magical three month accumulation.

<3 Jha

Wed, 24 Sep 2008 16:47:43 GMT

fantasyecho , you kill me. <3 These are all from today, in the same... twenty-ish minutes of conversation. XDD

Caitlin says:
There are "speaches" in front of the library this week before our Take Back the Night March.
Jha - Nar! Nar! Nar! says:
are they any good?
Caitlin says:
I dunno, I've never had a speach.
Jha - Nar! Nar! Nar! says:
wait
Jha - Nar! Nar! Nar! says:
that wasnt a typo

Caitlin says:
I have to go to the school clinic to ask to be tested for haemachromatosis anyway.
Caitlin says:
(I think I spelt that right? XD)
Jha - Nar! Nar! Nar! says:
eek
Jha - Nar! Nar! Nar! says:
(I have no idea XD)
Caitlin says:
(I did. XD)
Caitlin says:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Haemochromatosis
Caitlin says:
My Aunt Marion has it, Mum probably does (what with them being identical twins and it being genetic), so I need to be tested.
Jha - Nar! Nar! Nar! says:
....
Caitlin says:
(Oops, I didn't: haemochromotosis*)
Jha - Nar! Nar! Nar! says:
extra iron
Caitlin says:
Yep.
Caitlin says:
XD
Jha - Nar! Nar! Nar! says:
so
Caitlin says:
But more than just extra.
Caitlin says:
Like.
Jha - Nar! Nar! Nar! says:
does that mean you could end up being like Wolverine?
Caitlin says:
...No, I could have organ damage and die.
Caitlin says:
XD
Jha - Nar! Nar! Nar! says:
oh

Caitlin says:
O pos and O neg are the universal donor and universal recipient, but I can never remember which is which.
Jha - Nar! Nar! Nar! says:
O is universal donor. AB is universal recipient
Caitlin says:
Oops.
Caitlin says:
Well, I was close. XD
Caitlin says:
Both Os and both ABs?
Jha - Nar! Nar! Nar! says:
i'm not sure about that. but we never studied negs and pos in school.
Caitlin says:
Yeah.
Caitlin says:
Hmmmm....
Caitlin says:
O neg is the universal donor, and AB pos is the universal recipient.
Caitlin says:
Fear my Wiki-fu. XD
Jha - Nar! Nar! Nar! says:
yay
Jha - Nar! Nar! Nar! says:
i couldnt find it on wikipedia.
Caitlin says:
I did!
Caitlin says:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/O_negative#O.2C_O-
Jha - Nar! Nar! Nar! says:
what did you type??
Jha - Nar! Nar! Nar! says:
oh
Caitlin says:
Scroll down and there's a chart and such.
Caitlin says:
I'm A pos.
Caitlin says:
Funtimes.
Jha - Nar! Nar! Nar! says:
ah, there
Caitlin says:
Unfortunately, this means I have a hella common blood type, so my donations are less useful than some other people's. XD
Jha - Nar! Nar! Nar! says:
poor A- and B-
Caitlin says:
Plus only other A pos people or AB pos people can have my blood without having a transfusion reaction.
Caitlin says:
Nasty things happen to people who get the wrong blood. :/
Caitlin says:
"Acute hemolytic reaction. This is a medical emergency, and can occur within minutes of the transfusion. It results from rapid destruction (hemolysis) of the donor red blood cells by host antibodies, usually related to ABO blood group incompatibility - the most severe of which often involves group A red cells being given to a patient with group O type blood[2]. The most common cause is clerical
Caitlin says:
error (i.e. the wrong unit of blood being given to the patient). The symptoms are fever and chills, sometimes with back pain and pink or red urine (hemoglobinuria). The major complication is that hemoglobin released by the destruction of red blood cells can cause acute renal failure."
Caitlin says:
Ohshit, kidneys!
Caitlin says:
^^;;
Jha - Nar! Nar! Nar! says:
...
Jha - Nar! Nar! Nar! says:
"Ohshit, kidneys!" should be a lolcat

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