tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56776012011-04-21T14:36:57.155-06:00Let's all reach into my brain and stir things up, shall we?Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.comBlogger5481100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-32425907700415650992008-09-09T20:57:00.001-06:002008-09-09T20:58:23.397-06:00

I can't believe I haven't written on here in more than a year. I'd say it's time to start that up again, wouldn't you?

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-55535176725269112162007-04-22T19:09:00.000-06:002007-04-22T19:20:10.031-06:00

So it's been not the greatest of weeks. I've been told that I should just tell people this and get it over with, so I will. My Nana passed away a week ago Friday. We all kinda knew it was coming, and I got to see her one last time in February when I went to Ontario for Reading Week. I wasn't actually that close to her, which I think is one of the worst parts. She was one of the nicest people you

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-37471954645655355212007-03-30T17:36:00.000-06:002007-03-30T17:49:43.096-06:00

Somebody hired me! Somebody I turned down 2 months ago! The world makes sense once again.The Populations Research Lab has given me a job as a telephone interviewer. Prolly not that much with the super funtimes but hey, it's money, it's at the U of A, and it's actually related to my field of interest. It's gonna be a little tricky to schedule around classes, karate, and badminton while I'm still

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Holy crap is my brain ever melting. Last week's grotesque amounts of assignments is over, thank God, but this week has delivered lovely new kinds of stress. I've recently been informed that I'm prolly gonna have to take a spring course at some point, and possibly this year if I want to graduate next June. Also, my populations prof has told me that I should try to get a job with the populations

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-22521015172043723392007-03-05T22:22:00.000-07:002007-03-05T22:32:36.841-07:00

Today I finally wrote my last midterm. Damn that felt good to be done with. Now I am perfecting the art of procrastination, as I should be reading 62 pages of Freud but really, really can't be arsed to do it. For a guy who talks about sex all the time, you'd think he'd be way more interesting. But then, I should know by know that articles in theoretical soc classes are never interesting. Even

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-23869739948062916542007-02-25T18:22:00.000-07:002007-02-25T18:35:42.455-07:00

Well that was a dandy week of reading, now wasn't it? I went to see my family in Ontario, which was long overdue. First we were off to Sarnia to see where Mom grew up and visit her huge side of the family: Aunt Ruby, Uncle Mike, 4 cousins and their 3 spouses, their 7 kids under 6, and Tante Betty, a cousin of my Mom's, randomly thrown in for good measure. I was really too busy to take many pics,

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Sa leaves for Australia on Sunday. Natalie leaves for Scotland on Tuesday. This week has and will be full of going-away parties, which I have taken full advantage of. It has been so much fun, I forgot I'm not in junior high (hence Bring it On: All or Nothing). Today I found a way to volunteer at school without putting in hardly any effort, and I'll get a reference letter out of it. I'm a freakin

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1168828400694508072007-01-14T19:16:00.000-07:002007-01-14T19:33:20.710-07:00

How long do you think is a safe amount of time to keep using Vicks Vapour Rub after it expires? Surely one month is not deadly.Today I have a touch of the disease about me, but I'll live. It does not make for a very productive weekend tho. I have so much homework to do already. Because of Prof Bastard (of soc 102 fame last semester) I can expect 80-100 pages of reading a week in suckology 332

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1167772941948823592007-01-02T13:38:00.000-07:002007-01-02T14:22:21.973-07:00

I stole this idea from Daniel, who apparently stole it from someone else. But I like it so there.2006: A YEAR IN REVIEWJanuaryThis month started out sucking because Adam broke up with me about 2 days after New Year's. So instead I started 2006 getting to know other friends better, which worked out pretty decently because really, I know some awesome, awesome people. Like you!FebruaryA much, much

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Huzzah! Exams are finally over, and I think they all went pretty well. Even modern social theory, which I basically had to relearn in about 4 days. Sure felt good selling the textbooks for that. Goodbye, History of Sexuality! You and your cruel, deceptive title will not be missed.Of course, there is only one way to properly celebrate the end of a semester, and that is with revelry. And thus the

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1166826545957883042006-12-22T15:29:00.000-07:002006-12-22T15:29:05.963-07:00

Natalie and I start the night off on the right track. Once again, Nigel is a master bartender.

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1166826446608065462006-12-22T15:27:00.000-07:002006-12-22T15:27:26.616-07:00

2 ladies?? Josh, you player.

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Hahahaha. DK's hat is spectacularly jolly.

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Peter salutes you!

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We had a gift exchange, and one of the gifts was that rock 'em sock 'em game thing. Here we see Mike, the lucky recipient, kicking my ass.

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Yeah...Ian was actually NOT drinking. So this is him when he's sober. Kind of a scary thought.

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Caitlyn, me, Natalie, and Ashley, being festive.

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All I can say is "wow"...

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1166825800358388482006-12-22T15:16:00.000-07:002006-12-22T15:16:40.436-07:00

Um...this is how you can tell whether I'm drunk or not. The grass skirt is pretty much a giveaway. And, you know, the glazed look in the eye.

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The seasonal shopping has begun, classes are over, and finals are in sight. Tuesday I wrote my soc 102 (aka Gong Show 102) and handed in my anthro final paper (hello, 40% of the final mark!). Clearly tuesday night was the ideal time to get a facial. Holy crap did I ever need that.Friday I spent all day shopping with Nigel at West Ed, which was productive in a "shiny things" sort of way. But very

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1165636461205761922006-12-08T20:51:00.000-07:002006-12-08T20:54:21.220-07:00

Tired of many things. Tired from lack of sleep. Tired from walking all day. Tired of studying. Tired of this semester. Tired of the same old, same old. Tired of being naive. Tired of waiting for you to change.Tired of being tired.

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1165368314877986762006-12-05T18:24:00.000-07:002006-12-05T18:25:14.893-07:00

Who saw this coming? Anybody? Anybody?

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1165107338485400202006-12-02T17:40:00.000-07:002006-12-02T17:55:38.816-07:00

Aaaaaand cue stress. My first paper (redone, thank you very much, soc 212 TA) has been handed in, so at least I can move on to something else now. Still, I'm trying to have some sort of social life; last night I saw my very first Indian movie, subtitles and all. It was an action movie. And a musical. I told my friend Josh I'd call him during one of the songs, which I did...although in my haste to

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1164261326160035122006-11-22T22:46:00.000-07:002006-11-22T22:55:26.173-07:00

Hello childrens,Today's post will be short because damn it, I'm tired. I finally wrote my last midterm and it went pretty well, but I am so incredibly unmotivated to get on my papers which are rapidly becoming urgent. Damn Fall '06, why do you mock me? So many things are coming up right now I can't even keep track of them. Karate tourney on Saturday is currently giving me the most stress,

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1163812228961593282006-11-17T18:05:00.000-07:002006-11-17T18:10:28.976-07:00

Excerpt from Your Ex-Lover is Dead by Stars. Thanks be to Dan, who introduced this song to me.This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skinTried to reach deep but you couldn't get inNow you're all sad when you see all the beautyrepent all your sin.It's nothing but time and a face that you loseI chose to feel it and you couldn't chooseI'll write you a postcard, I'll send you the newsFrom the house

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YAY 5/6 midterms done and I kicked criminology swiftly in the hind end. Only stats is left, and hopefully it'll go like the last one. Altho now I have to do things that aren't just calculating averages. Hmm. Tricky.This weekend is long, which is good because I need to catch up in ever subject. Hahahah. But also I'll be going for coffee with Tas (which I have put off for far too long), seeing

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1162694428447888862006-11-04T19:38:00.000-07:002006-11-04T19:40:28.460-07:00

I'm procratinating again but I don't care. I'm too busy being relaxed. Tonight I have 2 hours to kill and I'm happy about it.Some things are finally being resolved.

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1161395477593600522006-10-20T19:51:00.000-06:002006-10-20T19:51:17.600-06:00

Hokay! Here (only slightly delayed) is the card Ian made me for my birthday. I promised to post it because of it's sheer brilliance. (BTW, Giorgio = Ian. Just accept it.)

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Pure genious.

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Well, seeing as my first midterms are now over, and it's been a week since my escapades, it's probably about time to say something about them. First of all, this was the best birthday I've had on about three years. And that in itself is quite the accomplishment. I really couldn't have asked for much more. For this I have many people to thank. You know who you are.The trip to Calgary for

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1160788869161217162006-10-13T19:21:00.000-06:002006-10-13T19:21:09.170-06:00

Striking a pose with Nigel, the bartender and host of the event. Welcome to twenty!

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1160788783609886312006-10-13T19:19:00.000-06:002006-10-13T19:19:43.616-06:00

Nigel makes very strong drinks.

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1160788644997872922006-10-13T19:17:00.000-06:002006-10-13T19:17:25.003-06:00

My debonaire chauffeur, Giorgio, looking very James-Bond-esque indeed.

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Debauchery, anyone? Times four. And yes, Adam is the only sober one. Don't ask.

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Um... really remember the purpose of this one. I think Jenn was leaving hte party. She expresses her sadness at this. As for me, well...I'm distracted by my 4 ties.

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Noooo, I'm not drunk! Not at all! Incidentally, the 4-tie look is very fashionable this season.

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1160785480033733512006-10-13T18:24:00.000-06:002006-10-13T18:24:40.033-06:00

Look! We're in sepia! How very autumn-esque.

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1160785395159030542006-10-13T18:23:00.000-06:002006-10-13T18:23:15.160-06:00

Colleen and I are actually magical sprites. Didn't you know? Also, she's in a marching band, and I like performing gymnastics outdoors in the fall.

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1160785259390379212006-10-13T18:20:00.000-06:002006-10-13T18:20:59.396-06:00

Huzzah for laying in he leaves!

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Purdy.

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1160785092262769702006-10-13T18:18:00.000-06:002006-10-13T18:18:12.270-06:00

Playing with the settings on my new camera. Don't the leaves look like cherry blossoms?

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We found driftwood!

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1160784954815935592006-10-13T18:15:00.000-06:002006-10-13T18:15:55.906-06:00

Down in the valley, valley so low....

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1159575274606521742006-09-29T18:08:00.000-06:002006-09-29T18:14:34.620-06:00

This week was the week of violent sports. (The real kind, Ian. Ha!) On wednesday I went to kickboxing (and got chatted up some random guy but that's another story) and then went to karate after school. Now I am the proud owner of an orange belt! And also now I'm expected to work even harder. But I didn't collapse at karate class! Bonus.I think I'm finally more or less caught up from last week's

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1159042213399448072006-09-23T14:06:00.000-06:002006-09-23T14:10:13.413-06:00

Ok I'm back from my brief hiatus, and with some questions. Who is pornoflick? Someone suggested Poorna, which to me seems out of character but at the same time highly amusing.How long will it take me to read the Communist Manifesto? Surely I will accomplish that tomorrow afternoon, along with my 40-page chapter on the history of capitalism, and my anthro articles for last week. Yay falling behind

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Does anyone know what that means?So, I guess it's time for the bi-annual start of semester review. Not sure why I'm bothering but here it is, nonetheless.Soc 102: Social Problems. Way too much work for a first year course. Weekly assignements but the final exam is on the last day of classes. Weird, no?Soc 210: Social Statistics. Enough said.Soc 212: Modern Social Theory. Sounds kinda boring, but

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The truth is it doesn't get easier with time. That's a fucking lie. The truth is I'm not ok, and I don't know if I ever will be again. There's only so much a person can take before they've had enough. What I wouldn't give to have them all back again. And he has no idea.

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Hey all. It's been rough these past few days but I'm still here so that's got to be a good sign, right? Things with John got really ugly really fast and I'm not holding out much hope for a friendship when the dust settles. But for now I'm ok with that. Turns out he's an asshole. This is something I would have liked to have known earlier, but at least now I can see I'm better off without him.

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1155402368412556862006-08-12T11:05:00.000-06:002006-08-12T11:06:08.426-06:00

John broke up with me.

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I saw what looked like a speed limit sign today that read MAXIMUM 3. That can't be right, surely. I don't think that's even physically possible.Friday I leave for Victoria to visit Colleen, my old buddy. We will have good times, shopping, chatting, shopping, going to the beach, and shopping. When I return I will post the photographic evidence. That's really all I had to say today. Hope you

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Ok! These are some pictures from when Colleen came to visit on May long weekend. Colleen is very far away so I decided to post these to remember the good times, THE GOOD TIMES. So without further ado, here they are.

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Ok, so this is unrelated but that's not the point. The point is that John is very, very tall. And doesn't seem to like smiling in pictures.

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Buster is taking over Jessica''s arms and Colleen's face!! He's kinda huge here but everyone loves him anyway. Hurrah for spreading the love!

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This one makes Colleen look like she's afraid of me, but really, who isn't? And I like it so it stays.

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There were many pictures taken this day. Many, many pictures were taken when we weren't ready and so they will not be viewed by the public. Instead, enjoy this one: we both look sane!

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My mother likes to take pictures at inopportune moments. Like this one! Except I think I may have actually told her to take this. I think I was trying to finish off the roll of film. Smile, Colleen!

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We Three went to Whyte Ave for to shop and kick around Julio's Bario. After, we came back to Heather's for photographic evidence.

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Been keeping fairly busy since the parents departed a week ago. A week? Already? Yes, it's true! I've been going to karate and hanging with my favourite peoples and such. There has been bowling and badminton (oh, how soundly I was defeated) and watering the plants. Oh wait that's not an interesting mishappening.Saturday I baked cookies for my lovelies and I destroyed not one, but two spatulas (

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Today at work good. I audited the facilities, which sounds more prestigious than it is but it was a nice break from filing. Which I still don't really mind. Cheryl informed me that I might have to go with Flo to audit the out-of-town facilities, which includes Rocky Mountain House. Is it a problem that the very thought of this distresses me? I think I need to chat with the ol' boss on this one.

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Ok so gettin a bit crabby. Not sure why. Have been really busy lately hangin out with friends and camping and working and such and I love it but sometimes I just need some me time, you know? Except that when I get it I don't know what to do with it. Does anyone else know what the hell I mean by this? Somebody hug me. Like, NOW.Ok, we're fine. I need to stop agreeing to organize things because

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Hey all my sweet ass hommies this is a shout out to all y'all. I'm in all kinds of weird moods lately but right now the mood is a gooder. Spent the weekend having fun and it went by way too fast. We need to have games night and BBQ's more often, yo. I propose my house in the next little while. Can you dig it?

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Filing. Oh, yes, I'm filing! That is my main job description. I look up file numbers, and then I write them down and put the files away. Somewhat less than 100%on the exciting scale but I'm just glad to not have to spend my days doing nothing while everyone earns money and is (more or less) productive. Altho this is not to say I'm 100% productive at work, haha. This morning Cheryl couldn't find

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Lots of things happening lately. Work told me to stay home two days last week that I was supposed to work, so I ended up with a 5 day weekend. Actually quite a bit more boring than you'd think it would be. Sunday they fired my, along with about 10 or 15 others. This year they just didn't value us I think. Disappointing, but honestly, I didn't want to be there much anymore anyway. 4 of the 6

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1149628366070297702006-06-06T14:52:00.000-06:002006-06-06T15:12:46.176-06:00

Yeah! Things going pretty good. Dan came to buy peatmoss at the greenhouse the other day with his mam. I wrote them up a warranty and gave them a discount. It was hott. And also slightly degrading. It hit me how lowly my job is. And made me really, really glad I've got this new one to look forward to. I'm going to miss the people I work with now, tho; we have a lot of fun together. Yesterday

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So I figured I'd better post before Dan kills me with his mind for lollybloggery. Today and tomorrow are my weekend days and it feels good to not have to go inhale dirt for a few days. Really the greenhouse is ok, mostly, but it's not something you'd want to do forever. Customers can get bitchy and the pay sucks, but my coworkers are pretty cool. They're fun to joke around with when it's slow.

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I finally did it! I posted ALL of my Italy pics! This weekend Colleen came to visit and so we finished taking pics with my last roll of film. BTW, it makes waaaay more sense if you look at them starting at the bottom, because the earlier shots are posted first. Later I'll post my Colleen-y pics but for now I'm kinda tired of posting stuff. That took a friggin long time. I'll also regail you all

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My Trevy Fountain picture almost turned out! This was well after dark and well into exhaustion, but we had to see this and the Spanish Steps before leaving. So this is the very last night we were there, in the cold rain, holding a soggy pizza box (that's a fun story). But I for sure wouldn't take any of it back if I could.

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1148508919770766622006-05-24T16:15:00.000-06:002006-05-24T16:15:19.776-06:00

By far the most hilarious vehicle I saw in Italy. This, friends, is a three-wheeled truck. There's only enough room for one person and it's even funnier when you see some giant Italian man driving around in one of these things. Ian, this one's for you.

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This view of Constantine's Arch from inside the Colosseum is much better than that earlier one. Aren't the trees in the background foreign-looking? Well that's cuz they are.

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I'm cold and tired and my knee hurts but I want pictures of this!

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This used to be a staincase, but now it just looks a bit forlorn since they tore out the marble to build St. Peter's.

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It was all mossy and green inside.There used to be a stage in the middle, but now you can see the rooms where they kept all the feral animals and men before they fought to their doom.

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1148508221224764652006-05-24T16:03:00.000-06:002006-05-24T16:03:41.230-06:00

Back in Rome for one last day, we took a rainy tour of the inside of the Colosseum. This is the outside of it, tho. Apparently sometimes the Pope talks here, and they hold Christian ceremonies here or something. Hence the cross. My how things have changed!

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1148508116215000092006-05-24T16:01:00.000-06:002006-05-24T16:01:56.836-06:00

At the train station in Florence, the cops were riding Segways. Segways, I tell you! The cutting edge of technology strikes again!

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This is another shot of the Ponte Vecchio. You can see all the little shops attached to it, overhanging the river. Why don't we have that here?

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1148506946880687902006-05-24T15:42:00.000-06:002006-05-24T15:42:26.886-06:00

Mom and I are on the Ponte Vecchio. It means "old bridge", which is relatively accurate, seeing as it was built in the 1300s.

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1148506817761744442006-05-24T15:40:00.000-06:002006-05-24T15:40:17.770-06:00

Mom rubs a boar's nose for good luck. Don't ask me, I don't understand the Italians either. We're huge tourists and we just have to do he touristy thing. You know, when in Rome...er, Florence...

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They liked things ornate in those days, ok? And they just had way more marble than they knew what to do with. they just don't build 'em like they used to.

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Here's the Duomo. It's pretty massive. And old.

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1148506494854011462006-05-24T15:34:00.000-06:002006-05-24T15:34:54.860-06:00

Ok, fine, so it's not the REAL David. He lives indoors. But Florence is so proud of him they keep a bunch of replicas laying around, just to show off. That's our tour bus, in the background.

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We took a bus tour of Florence, too, and this is what we saw. That giant dome thing is the Duomo. We went inside it and it's giant.

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Guess what! It rained in Florence too! But nothing could lessen the coolness of the rooftops of Florence. They're all red and tile-y.

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1148506151509112392006-05-24T15:29:00.000-06:002006-05-24T15:29:11.516-06:00

Aaaand suddenly we're in Florence. Trust me, you wouldn't have wanted to see pictures of us from our travelling day. Things got bitchy. Anyway, this is the view from our 16th century hotel room. Tiny streets! Why does it say "stop" in English?

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Ok so apparently Mom got the hang of the camera better than I did. So cool.

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I don't take no guff from nobody. Even centurions. Centuria? Whatever. Don't mess with me.

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1148505794558252302006-05-24T15:23:00.000-06:002006-05-24T15:23:14.563-06:00

At night they turn on all these electric lights in the Colosseum (just like in ancient times!) and it looks really cool. Or, it would have if I'd use the right setting on my camera. But you get the idea.

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Constantine the Great built himself an arch using other people's monuments. Today we call that stealing, but in those days they called it art. Ahh, politicians.

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This is the monument to Vittorio Emmanuele II. He probably ruled or something. Anyway, you can fit 22 people and a banquet table inside that horse statue. Now that's what I call monumental.

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1148505373915428172006-05-24T15:16:00.000-06:002006-05-24T15:16:13.920-06:00

Neptune isn't actually stabbing me in the head in Piazza Navona. Look I'm not wearing a jacket!!!!

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Piazza Navona is famous. It has an obelisk and fountains! Alas, we didn't get to spend much time here either.

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1148505177166771642006-05-24T15:12:00.000-06:002006-05-24T15:12:57.173-06:00

Ok, one more. It's just that cool, and we only got to spend about half an hour here.

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The Pantheon was originally supposed the be dedicated to all the Roman gods, but now it's a Christian church. So there are statues of Roman gods all over the place. Don't ask me to explain the logic in that.

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1148504683679034132006-05-24T15:04:00.000-06:002006-05-24T15:06:27.916-06:00

When it rains (which it did), it just falls right through the ceiling of the Pantheon because they stuck a big ol' hole in the middle of the dome. It's a pretty cool architectural feat, but not the most practical one.

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1148504638426425162006-05-24T15:03:00.000-06:002006-05-24T15:03:58.433-06:00

Here we have the obelisk in front of the Pantheon. It was so weird, you walk through a bunch of narrow, twisty streets and all of a sudden there are giant monuments in front of you. And look, a day with sunshine!

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1148504493302129772006-05-24T15:01:00.000-06:002006-05-24T15:01:33.380-06:00

THE PANTHEON IS HUGE! How the hell did they have the technology to build this in 27 BC? Lori is baffled.

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Uggggh. This week has been a bit nightmarish. I only have my work schedule up to Wednesday, which is a major inconvenience because Colleen is coming this weekend to stay with me (from Thursday to Tuesday, if anyone wants a visit) and I can't plan anything with her because I don't have my fucking hours yet. Also, out of nowhere the Good Samaritans society has been calling me about job applications

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1146948491069108822006-05-06T14:48:00.000-06:002006-05-06T14:48:11.076-06:00

Castel Sant'Angelo! We didn't actually go in here but we saw the outside. I can't exactly remember what it was, but it kind of looks like a prison to me. In the foreground is the Tevere (Tiber) River and a bridge (duh).

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1146948341827999422006-05-06T14:45:00.000-06:002006-05-06T14:45:41.830-06:00

Rome is really, really old. This wall here used to go around it, but now it mostly goes through it. This was one of the first things I saw in Rome, tho this shot was from our bus tour on the third day.

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1146948195365250262006-05-06T14:43:00.000-06:002006-05-06T14:43:15.370-06:00

I think this is the Piazza Barberini, one of the sights from our bus tour of Rome It was raining, can you tell? Nice fountain, tho.

Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02639076807476478678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677601.post-1146947828081753752006-05-06T14:37:00.000-06:002006-05-06T14:37:08.086-06:00

This was our view from the Poorly Translated Cafe's window. It's good to know where you can get condoms in Rome, don't you think? The store next to it was a bit on the S & M side. Oh, how we laughed. "Intimo," indeed.

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