i have a door…

but more importantly i had an encounter of the natural kind yesterday. While wandering around in the wrong building looking for my Materials of Medieval History class when i turned to look out a window… lo and behold there was a baby raccoon asleep on the sill. At first i thought he was a cat he was so tiny. The fluffiest cat ever, but he woke up and looked straight at me… not scared at all. I could have touched him if it hadn’t been for the glass. It made my day worthwhile. Smiles…

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September 12th, 2007 at 5:25 pm

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"Writing is simply a form of speaking which endures after it is uttered ... the soul of our words." - Castiglione

Quis sum

I was once a history graduate student at the University of Toronto; my research focused on the prehumanists; i completed my final paper in July 2008 and am now taking a year off. When i have collected the necessary funds through gainful employment, i will be embarking on a world voyage - a voyage of self-discovery prompted by hours sitting in airports and talking to complete strangers. My main interests include but are not limited to latin, italian, cultural theory, educational curriculum, historiography, cognitive processes, language-theory, gender relations and THE WESTERN CANON (mwahaha); i am not particularly interesting, avant-garde or risque; My main hobbies include the exciting activities of cooking, baking, going to the gym, eating green apple-caramel lollipops, restaurant reviwing and acting as child-like and sassy as possible. i like to pretend this blog contains thoughts worth sharing with the few friends who take the trouble to read it - but i know that is a delusion. These are mostly journal entries. Occasionally i post something more 'creative' in the form of a response to an editorial, a scholastic insight or a thought-experiment. oh yeah, my name is heather, i'm of Montreal and i was born in the nefarious, ominous year 1984.