"We should put all the fags on an island and bomb it."

That's what made me cry today, not that actually, but the agreements I heard. Terrible. Atrocious. Those words are on film and will be forever passed on to class after class after class of students. I don't see how that's helping. It's just hurting people.

Last night I thought of a great metaphor. I totally forget what it's a metaphor for. I think a lot while trying to fall asleep, and then I forget everything in the morning. Maybe I'm brilliant at night and then in the morning I've forgotten it all. I wonder how many thoughts are fleeting like that.

Today, I got a wonderful spectacular mixed cd from Brenna. I've been listening to it all afternoon. I also got a mysterious package from Fredericton, which I can only assume is from Nicole. Thank you! I LOVE getting mail.

I'm off to this years edition of the party that was the spawn of "Solstice." I won't be alone this year though. And I have my camera, and so you might get a real glimpse.

My goal is to finish my homework by Sunday night, and then I can just lay about the place for the rest of the holiday. We'll see. I spent this afternoon cleaning, and so I'm on the right track.

Love to all.

and... Happy Whatever you celebrate!