Friday, May 25, 2007

one year

Yesterday marked a year since Christopher and I got back together. We celebrated at Pi-Tom's, a Thai restaurant at Yonge and Alexander. (Meredith: You were totally right about the smoothies. Amazing!)

This past year, we gathered up the courage to start talking again, and got pretty damn good at it. We battled depression and won, hands down. With a killer combination of obsessive searching, a great real estate agent, and pure dumb luck, we scored a 2-bedroom condo in our ideal location at a price below market value, and we're still recovering from the shock of that! This place became home very quickly. We've pissed each other off a few times, and we've learned to recover nicely. We've kept each other laughing, and our teasing war is constantly escalating.

I've graduated and gone through a few jobs, moved in with a boy, and totally fallen in love all over again. A good, good year.

And today we get to buy a fridge! Because home ownership means there's no one to call when you realise that the fridge just isn't cold anymore. The freezer's working though, which has me thoroughly confused. And how do you dispose of an old fridge in the city? Today we will learn!

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Tuesday, May 22, 2007

conversations

Oh God, It's Happening Again
C: "Why is it morning again?? Please, baby, make it stop!"
HA: "Okay!"
C: "... it's still morning."
HA: "Well, it takes a while."

The boy claims it's cheating when I admit that it takes 6+ hours to make it stop being morning-time. Such a whiner.

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Things I Assured My Sister I Was Really Getting Our Mother for Mother's Day (But I Was Lying)
1. A polar bear, because the house seems so big these days.
2. Dreadlocks, a perfect fit for thin short blond Dutch hair.

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Great Danes = true love
C: Hey girls, what were you up to tonight?
HA: Me and Agnes talked about getting a Great Dane!
A: It's true!
C: Yeah... Heather Ann and I haven't quite reached that point in our relationship. I haven't even asked her yet if she wants a Great Dane.
A: I know, she was telling me. That's not cool, Christopher.
HA: You don't love me at all.

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Sunday, May 13, 2007

redesign

Finished: Infidel, by Ayaan Hirsi Ali. Rating: B+. An interesting look into life as a woman in various Islamic countries. Still not sure what I think of her politics though. Fighting for women's rights, good. Blaming absolutely everything on Islam... um, no...

Ongoing: Articles of Faith: A Frontline History of the Abortion Wars, by Cynthia Gorney. A look into how abortion was legalized in the United States in the 60s and 70s. I'm particularly intrigued by the key roles of ministers in the fight to legalize. An excerpt:
[Abortion] was a problem because illegal abortion made a lot of women sick. It was a problem because there were urban public hospitals, like Philadelphia General and Los Angeles County, in which entire wards had been ceded to patients trying to recover from illegal abortion; at Los Angeles County, on any given afternoon during the late 1950s and early 1960s, fifty to one hundred patients at a time were separated off into what the doctors referred to as Infected OB.

Every one of these wards, over the years leading into the mid-1960s, produced physicians whose personal encounters with criminal abortion complications were to haunt them for many years afterward. ... "It looked like a set of intensive-care units, all full of abortion patients. If you can imagine walking into a room where there's anywhere from five to ten patients all attached to tubes or whatever—many times they were jaundiced from infections. You've got foul-smelling stuff coming from their uteruses. You've got shock. And in some cases you'd have patients in congestive heart failure. They'd die, in congestive heart failure, foaming at the mouth."

Gail Anderson walked the Infected OB ward every working day of his tenure at County's obstetrical and gynecological service, and when he took over the hospital's emergency medicine department and people wondered how an ob/gyn man could switch so seamlessly to trauma, he would always say: Well, if you had been where I have for the last thirteen years, you wouldn't need to ask.
Abortion is not a complicated procedure. It is dangerous when it's done by people who don't know what they're doing, but not when done by actual doctors. Women seek abortions whether they are legal or not, and if they are illegal and done by people who don't know (or care) how to do it safely, these women get sick and sometimes die. This is a very simple point, and I'm not sure how people miss it.

Articles of Faith is quite well-written. I find that my opinion shifts from chapter to chapter, because she presents both sides of the argument so well. But I think my opinion on legalization will always be determined by the excerpt I just quoted. We cannot put women's health in the hands of outlaws and call it a moral stand.

Anyways, I redesigned this site again, inspired by a beautiful day yesterday:

city sky

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Monday, May 07, 2007

hello!

xkcd would like to file a bug report. I second the motion.

On Infinite Jest: I have tried. I have really tried. I read 105 of 983 pages and it's still not "surprisingly readable" as the Seattle Times promises on the front cover. I'm sorry, David Foster Wallace, but I am clearly not cool enough to follow your meandering thoughts. Call me when you write something succinct. But thanks for reminding me why my favourite book (Holy the Firm, Annie Dillard) astounds me with its depth and complexity in only 73 pages. Haven't you noticed that every great author advises to cut, cut, and cut some more?

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