Sons and Lovers

I finished reading D.H. Lawrence's Sons and Lovers, which was rather depressing.

But overall a good read.

Next is Camu's The Outsider (Sometimes also called "The Stranger")

Though this one is for school.

My first in class essay comes next week. Yay.

Heart to heart.

What does that mean?

Heart to heart.

I alway search for meaning in things.

Meaghan and I had a good heart to heart conversation the tonight. I revealed some of the darkness which lay within. And she, being the wonderful understanding person she is, was patient and wonderful with me.

I cried at one point. It is a point of serious harm within me. I cannot look upon those times without some regret and pain.

But I move on, as I do.

Life is funny sometimes.

Lates.

Too polite for my own good?

So yesterday, I went to class despite being sick. Nasty headache for no apparent reason. Not the point.

So right in front of St. George station some random crackhead asks me for change. So I dig in my pocket, but before I get the chance to produce, he starts into a rant.

How do I know he was a crackhead, you ask. He told me. Several times. I received a monologue of deranged paranoia, where I wasn't directly threatened, but sort of. So I stood there for about 20 minutes listening to his pshycotic babble, while he stood far too close for my confort. Not nose to nose mind you or anything like that, but within my personal space no less.

And do you know what was running through my head?

It would be rude to walk away in the middle of a conversation. Even a very one sided one. Even a paranoid, delusional rant which may have involved threats to my own person.

So I ask, am I too polite for my own good?

Slumlord strikes again...

Well, went back to the old place to clean up yesterday and my old landlord was there trying to more or less extort money out of Anita because she was still there. (Technically, she had until yesterday to move)

And basically got into an argument over moneys owed. He apparently called the cops on her because she was still there and wasn't going to hand him cash. They told him to take it to small claims court.

So yeah, last night was not too fun. Cleaned up. Moved some stuff. Got rid of garbage.

Meggo's kinda worried, but he's just blowing a lot of hot air.

Other than that, New Year's was fun. Had a few people over. Played Nintendo. 8 BIT GLORY!!!

Back to work. Fun times. I'm slowly trying to get the year end inventory done.

Starting class next week. Here goes academia again!

LAtes people.