hey remember that time when you od'd?

341am. i have the worst throat in the universe and i don't know how to cure it. i need to gargle with some warm water and sea salt.

went to see some guest speakers with journalistic criticism of Maclean's magazine - the mag has published at least 19 articles with racist/misrepresentational comments about Muslims and Arabs. too long to type out the whole shebang. it was pretty intense by the time it got to question period, the panel and the people in the audience were shouting at each other. intensity in the air you could have cut with a knife. it was pretty amazing to witness.

ate a delicious dinner of pasta with sundried tomatoes and spinach and grilled chicken. went running and swimming. being in the pool was bliss, as usual.

the last few days i've wanted to write. i dont know why exactly, i feel like i have something ready to be poured out on paper, then i open up a document and wait for it to barf out of me but then it doesn't.

okay too tired and too sick. tomorrow i must do a crapload of homework and then hang out with ester. la dee dah. i am also developing the rolls of film i took with adam, i can't wait to see how they all turned out.

loves.