“I don't know which side I'm on, I don't know my right from left, Or my right from wrong”
-Two Hearts Beat As One, U2

Today is a yummy day as I got to have my first Cadbury cream egg of the season. Easter is approaching! I actually don’t even care to know when Easter is this year, as long as there are cream eggs for me. And I know it’s not early this year, since some years my birthday falls on Good Friday. That was always a pleasure because I got the day off school (God bless Catholic schools…probably literally), and since I come from a family of heathens, we care not for religious ceremony and whatever else Good Friday is supposed to bring, and I usually had a party. So many delicious memories. I’m pretty sure all of my fondest memories somehow revolve around food (you’d like that Kate).

“You say I'm nothing, But if I'm a fool for you, Oh, that's something”

Last night was just one of those nights that just made me think. Not for any significant reason. It was pretty typical: watched The Sweet Hereafter, chatted online with Natalie and Shane, "Lost" was a repeat, read a book. Maybe it’s just this big impending move to Japan, coupled with decisions about work (Do I really want to stay and extend my contract? Am I crazy to turn down solid work and a salary?). And all the other stuff that comes with moving- saying goodbye to people who I’m not sure I’m ready to say goodbye to, moving on and moving out. Onwards and upwards I guess. All I know is that I have a ticket in my hand to Tokyo and a small portion of Japanese vocabulary. That’s all I need. And U2. Bono will help me though.

I’ve been in this mood a lot lately. Indecisive. Torn between what to pack and what to leave behind, literally, figuratively, metaphorically, personally, professionally.

“I try to spit it out, I try to explain, The way I feel”

It’s also that my birthday is steadily approaching and I don’t think I’m ready to be 24. So old, I know. However, I have decided that I want a pair of running shoes, shorts, and a cake for my birthday. Not just any cake- one from Subs Plus in St. Catharines with the sickly sweet butter cream icing. Like the Maltese Falcon, it’s “the stuff dreams are made of.” I can already taste March 29th…Actually I moved my birthday ahead to March 22nd because at work we get our birthday’s off, paid, but the 29th is too close to deadlines on April 1st. It’s good because it coincides with the Coldplay concert anyway. And I’m still sick with a cold brought on by a liger infestation. Not really, but one can dream.

Of course, all of this could be brought on by a lack of "The Amazing Race", but I only have to wait until Tuesday until the new season starts. Followed by Wednesday’s Stars concert…February did fly by.

Speaking of Coldplay, Eve and I are thinking of cathcing their concert in July in Osaka, Japan. I'm not sure if I need to see Coldplay 3 times in a 9 month span- they are afterall, no U2. But a trip to Osaka will be fun either way. And Nat is thinking of possibly coming to Japan in September as a break from theses and other such school-realted nonsense. Or at least, I'm trying to convince her that Japan is where she should escape to. I'm single-handedly improving Japan's tourism: My mom, aunt, Rusty, Caroline, and Nat are all in some stages of thinking of visiting. Add Eve's family to the list, and we might as well set up our own board of tourism.

“I don't get the answers right, I leave that to you”

And a friend and co-worker of mine, Heather, is moving to Mexico on Sunday. She is by far the person I am most jealous of because she’s going to be in sunny Oaxaca where it’s the hottest time of the year. I’m seriously craving spring. She’s going to Oaxaca to make solar-powered chocolate, which is more environmentally friendly and more humanitarian than anything I’ll ever accomplish. We all know that I’m more likely to go on a quest for the Loch Ness Monster than do something that benefits others, or involves actual labour. I would like to feed orangutans in Sumatra though. That’s kind of a good thing. Eh, back to work and eating a box of Nerds, which I bought to go with my cream egg. Good times. And scary thought of the day-

Imagine you came across this beast in a dark alley (the cat, not the man, although both frightening):


“I said, can't stop the dance, Maybe this is my last chance”

Today I am listening to:

The Devil’s Workday- Modest Mouse
Pacific Theme- Broken Social Scene
Summer of Protest- The Dears
Number 1- Goldfrapp
One Tree Hill- U2

I also accidentally listened to When the Lights Go Out by Five (5ive??) which came up when my iPod was on shuffle. I can only assume that it was there as part of a Mr. Beefy Dance Party or Old Fashioned Freak-Out featuring Puivis. Either way, it must have somehow involved Nat…It did make me laugh out loud at work, and then write a memo to myself to delete it off my computer when I get home.

“Are these words distraction, To the words you want to hear”