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Or maybe not. Came home last night with a blinding migraine. Music would have been bad. Instead, I chose the intelligent alternative of having a warm vanilla-y bath. Mmm.

Today is Pick On Single (Or Partnered and Unhappy) People and Make Them Feel Guilty Day. I’ve always disliked Valentine’s Day. It either makes you feel you should be with someone (which is far from a necessity to be happy or normal), or if you do make up part of a couple, it makes you feel like you should heap piles of chocolate and flowers on them. What’s wrong with chocolate and flowers the other 364 days of the year? Or, why not (as I did) wash the dishes for your love instead? Or pick them up from work rather than making them take the bus alone? There’s so many better ways to tell them you care.

Speaking of beloveds, it’s my husband’s birthday this weekend (photo courtesy of the Grand Poohbah), and as we will be entangled in twelve solid hours of rehearsal for next week’s show, we’re going out tonight to celebrate. As always, the only present he’s asked for is to see a bunch of people having fun, so a whole whack o’persons will be gathering at the pub for cider and baked Brie. Good fun. A few of us pooled cash and got him the three-DVD set of Toy Story, Toy Story 2, and the extra DVD with all the developmental material on it. He’s an animator by career, so he drools over stuff like this. It’s cute. Personally, I’m taking him to see Stuart McLean & the Vinyl Cafe tour when it hits Theatre Outremont next week; we love Stuart and consider him the nearest thing to a modern bard Canada’s got. (Although Gordon Lightfoot runs a close second.)

Must be off! Must dare the elements and public transport to cog, so that we can buy kitty kibble for the moggies. (Isn’t that the most important reason?)

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Oh, you’ve been spoiled. Yesterday was Tuesday, which means my work-at-home day. This was instituted so I could actually get important database maintenance, orders, and bulletin board moderating done without interference from customers. It’s terrific; I get it done in less time with less irritation, with more accuracy and more bright ideas. It also means that I’m at my own computer where I can post whenever a thought wanders into my mind that burns to be expressed. Yesterday in particular I was on the computer from around 10.00 AM until 6.00 PM, so you got a lot of posts. This frequency will certainly not be a regular daily occurance, but watch for Tuesdays being a particularly effusive day.

Today is Wednesday, which means that I go straight from work to orchestra and I won’t be back until eleven-ish tonight. Normally what I’d do is sit down with a cup of herbal tea and watch whatever re-run episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer the VCR recorded earlier in the evening, but as my husband has just begun a new job that involves getting up much earlier than he used to, I have a sneaky suspicion that going to bed earlier will also be in order. And it’s just no fun watching Buffy without him. Maybe I’ll blog instead; I’m sure you’re all dying to know what we rehearse tonight.

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What do you mean, you think curling is boring? Golf is boring! Baseball is boring! Curling, now; curling is like chess on ice, requiring a mind able to think several moves ahead, a flexible team able to adapt to quickly changing ice conditions, and physical stamina.

I have only one last thing to say: forty-two pounds of Scottish granite.

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Woo-hoo! The Canadian women�s Olympic curling team is now at 2-0! Go Kelly!

Did I mention that curling is the only sport that I ever clicked with? Yes indeed; I even curled competitively, ending up at the junior provincial championship in 1989. That�s how I ruined my knees. Painful, but fun. If I curl nowadays, I must wear a large, unattractive, very electric blue brace on my left leg (with red accents to make it go faster). Teammates have been known to insinuate that it�s a secret weapon. I’m still uncertain as to whether it’s a scare tactic, or whether they’re just trying to make me feel better…

More exciting curling news!

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Speaking of the CBC� Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Ring (henceforth LOTR1) has thirteen Oscar nominations. Thirteen. I am of the opinion that Home Run should call Bill and me back for another Siskel & Ebert session on the merits of these nominations. Heck, they should just give us our own show.

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Anyone else think that the little fanfare CBC Radio Two is using for the Olympic updates before the hourly news sounds like the Back to the Future theme? They’re probably using it on CBC Radio One as well. You have to time it right to catch it… aim for around 5 minutes before the hour.

No, seriously.

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Woo-hoo! The Oscar nominations are up! Normally I couldn’t give a damn, but this will be an interesting year, what with all the animated movies and films-based-on-fantasy-books-that-were-fine-on-their-own-merit that were released. I have conflicting emotions concerning movie adaptations. On one hand, they completely destroy the book (oh, come on, you know it’s true); even if the adaptation is “faithful” you can never go back to the book and read it the way you read it before a director, set of actors, and set designers interpreted it and sold it to squintillions of viewers. On the other hand, however, sales of the original book go skyrocketing, which can only do people good. The world should read more. (We will not, I repeat, WILL NOT discuss movie covers on books. Hold me back.)

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