Scattered Ramblings

So much can happen in one week, or perhaps I'd be more precise in saying a week can pass so quickly as I feel like so much has been going on, but I'd be hard-pressed to produce an actual list. My life is most certainly uneventful when compared to others. It's just too damned busy for my own personal liking right now. But maybe that's exactly what I need.

To summarize quickly: first of seven modules complete with a final mark of 84%. Second module in progress with extreme bouts of anxiety. Marketing, marketing, marketing. Le sigh!

In happy news, I have a dear, close friend KittyCole, moving to Toronto very soon from Edmonton. She's accepting a fantastic job at CHFI and after 8 long years we'll be living in the same city again! Hell; I would have been equally thrilled at the prospect of living in the same province again. Same city is just cake! And of course my friend Bo and her fiance Andrew are moving to Toronto again after a year's absence. I'm hoping to get reacquainted and spend more time with them once they're here. The last time around I think I missed-out on the opportunity to spend more time with my "Bo", and then before I knew it they were off to Ottawa.

I've got a minor belief that people are cosmically connected, and that the strongest of these connected souls continue to be buoyed to one another throughout their existence. The fact that I've got 2 good friends returning to close proximity seems to fortify that theory.

Being a better friend is something I've got to work harder at. It would seem I've fallen out of practice over the years. It's odd when you're with someone and that relationship becomes the focal point of your life. I've learned (...still learning) friendships just seem to fade in and out throughout the course of life. At a much younger age, that concept would've horrified me, because my friends meant everything. But I've grown much more comfortable and accepting of good-bye's, and the knowledge that true friendships can rekindle in a heartbeat.
I'm truly fortunate that my Eak holds the title of both partner and best friend. It's played a big role in me falling out of touch with other people for sure, but I've never felt a void since I'm always content to just be with him. Lately though, I am realizing that I'm sadly short on good friends. I've attributed that to the fact that I'm generally disappointed in people and not nearly as tolerant of little personality quirks as I used to be. People annoy me. Perhaps that's my shortcoming, but at any rate, that only accounts for my lack of "new" close friends. The close friends that I've fallen out of touch with, there's no legitimate excuse for really. Maybe I need to realize this re-convergence of friends as a catalyst to reach out. Hopefully I will.

In more frivolous pursuits, I really must document that the Disney animated film "The Wild" is absolute drivel. What prey-tell am I doing watching a kids movie? Eak and I LOVE animation and we will on regular occasion pick up the big feature presentation DVD's for our own viewing pleasure. Favourites: The Incredibles, Monsters Inc., The Little Mermaid, and the like. We finished watching "The Wild" last night and I have actual regrets about the misspent time.

It was quite simply too juvenile to be entertaining to anything less than a bound and gagged 4 year old, subdued with a Ritalin IV drip. Yeah, that's harsh, but I generally enjoy these movies and I've seen enough of them to both recognize and appreciate the merits they hold for the young'uns they're directed at. So in over-stepping my role as someone who has no business critiquing a kids movie (having no kids and not being one myself) I dare say that "The Wild" is a big, though impressively pretty, steaming pile of excrement. The plot was contrived - yeah I know - but even more so than usual. The story was all over the place. The voice-characterizations seemed completely ad-libbed without any heed to where the script intended the story to go. (so so very much shouting and incoherent nattering - and actors assuming their performances were much more funny than they actually were) (ie: the scenery-chewing William Shatner -god love him- as a villainous, carnivore-aspired wildebeest)

Anyhow... enough about that and on to the song selection of the day. A favourite of mine from the early 90's: "Money Can't Buy It" by Annie Lennox. I've never "had" money, in my sweet, short life, but this song is more about acquisition and places that we "hide" in a futile search for happiness and fulfillment through avenues that can never bring us to those things. Or at least that's my interpretation. hee Interestingly enough, Annie actually "rapped" in this song... it's disguised by the musical tone of her voice, but the bridge is definitely rap.

Money can't buy it...baby
Sex can't buy it...baby
Drugs can't buy it...baby
You can't buy it...baby

I believe that love alone might do these things for you
I believe in love alone yea yea

Take the power to set you free
Kick down the door and throw away the key
Give up your needs...
Your poisoned seeds
Find yourself elected to a different kind of creed

I believe that love alone might do these things for you
I believe that love alone might do these things for you
I believe in the power of creation
I believe in the good vibration
I believe in love alone yea yea

Won't somebody tell me what we're coming to
It might take forever till we watch those dreams come true
All the money in the world won't buy peace of mind
You can have it all but you still won't be satisfied

Money can't buy it...baby
Sex can't buy it...baby
Drugs can't buy it...baby
You can't buy it...baby

Now...Hear this Pay attention to me
'Cause I'm a rich white girl and it's plain to see
I got every kind of thing that the money can buy
Let me tell you all about it
Let me amplify
I got DIAMONDS
You heard about those
I got so many that I can't close
my safe
at night
in the dark
Lying awake in a sick dream

I believe that love alone might do these things for you
I believe that love alone might do these things for you
I believe in the power of creation
I believe in the good vibration
I believe in love alone yea yea


****as a PS.... So much can evidently happen in a single Blog entry. What a scattered mess. But oh well.