John's Beaver?

I came hoome from school yesterday to be greeted by a beaver. Thats right - I said a beaver. He was sitting in my drive and kindly moved out of the way so I could park my car. He went to the steps of the porch and just watched me. He didn't look scared - he looked interested to see what I would do next - like a quiet three old watching mom come home from work. He was very friendly and VERY CUTE! I didn't touch him though - or really go near him because I was unsure as to what he might do. I didn't know what to do about the fact that I now had a beaver on my property - do I call animal control? I looked them up in the phonebook - there was only a number for pest control - so I called the humane society....I got the answering machine. So I called Brian - he's in Windsor - he's pretty smart - maybe he'll know. He said to just leave him alone and he'll find his way back home - thats what I thought too - but I wanted to make sure.
I still feel like I should come up with a name for him --- or call Bell Canada and inform them I have one of their mascots! hahaha.
As for John - that would be Mr. Travolta. I decided to watch Hairspray last night - sort of a guilty pleasure I suppose. I didn't go to the theatre though. It was an ok movie - nothing special though. But I don't understand why John Travolta plays a female role. I don't see why he didn't play a male role --- or why his character couldn't be played by a female... I just don't get it - aybe I'm missing something --- I haven't looked up the past of the play either to see if the role is typically played by a male - and even if that is tradition - I still don't get it. Its not that John Travolta did a bad job - it was ok I guess.... but definitely a bit creepy...

if you don't want the obits - don't read this

Well.... I just need to write.
It just hasn't been fun times lately. A girl I go to school with is definitely having a hard time. Her father was in an accident and is in the hospital. He just got some movement back to his hands - but no strength. He still cannot feel his legs - and by the sounds of it the doctors don't seem too optimistic about it - but I hope he's determined and got a good fight in him!
Another guy that I have gone to school with via my Masters - his father unfortunately had a massive heart attack the other night while sleeping and passed away. I sadly can relate to having to deal with the unexpected passing of a father.
As I type this Sharon just told me of her unfortunate BBQ incident that landed her in hospital - not good either - thankfully she will be ok - but still - not good....
I feel that is a sign that I shouldn't type anymore about the crappy situations going on lately - so I'll end it at that - and state that I hope the sun starts to shine and everyone can hold their chins up!

The return of the spatula!

Today I woke up with the thought that it was going to be a better day. I had originally woke at 4 something in the morning - like most sane individuals who don't need to be up for another four hours - I went back to sleep. Three and a half hours later I officially started my day - but I wasn't moving at a fast pace - but that was ok - the latest I could appear at school as 10am - plenty o' time.
However - before I even made it to school I was on the verge of tears - and no the spatula didn't try and act out a revolt from the night before.
I drove to school with my many bags of books.... I parked the car... I got out of the car and leaned back in to grab my books. As I came back out of the car - BAM! Knocked my head off the frame of the car. That hurts - it hurts real bad when you also hit the exact spot you are wearing a hard hair clip - the exact spot - that takes talent!
To make matters worse - the door of the car closes on me. Thats not to so bad. Its not even a bad thing that the door was locked. The bad part is that my purse and keys were still on the seat INSIDE the car. AWESOME. I don't have CAA either.
Even if I did I don't have time to call them - its ten minutes to ten and I have two people coming in to do an experiment for me. CRAP.
The experiment went well - and I was even smart enough to find someone in the place to help me unlock my car with a hanger! PHEW~! Day is going to be ok.
Just to make sure though I decide to play some cricket with Tim and Chris in the lab (sure - we shouldn't be smacking a ball - that we made from elastics and tape - around a room with lots of expensive equipment - but its just not the same to play it outside - plus its not a game about how far and hard you can hit the ball - but its all about placement.
I turned out to be not too bad at it either - tennis and baseball skills paying off!
Then I ended up having a meeting with the advisor - that at first was not going well - but in the end it was ok - at least that was my opinion - I can never tell what he actually thinks about me!
Now I'm going out to dinner - things should be good hear on in!

What a Spatula can do for you!

I threw a spatula.
Its true I did.
I was washing the dishes and after I washed the spatula I threw it into the drying rack. This made my roommate laugh.
It also provided me with soem guilty satisifaction. TAKE THAT SPATULA!
But would did the spatula do to me?
Nothing... actually it was helpful.
The spatula helped me flip over the black berry pancakes I was making (with a fresh strawberry sauce.. yum).
The spatula was helpful.
The spatula who probably thought upon its creation and enterance into the world assumed its only job would be to flip things - was mistaken.
The spatula would also serve the purpose of releasing some pent up frustration via me.
I don't feel bad for the spatula - it didn't scream... it don't bounce back in protest... it took the slamming and stayed silent.
Today just hasn't been a good day. It really hasn't been bad either - but it has been emotionally straining.
School just gets too frustrating at times - and makes me wonder seriously what I'm doing. I realize there are crappy days where one just wants to drop out - it happens - it is part of the process - but usually something happens to triggor it.
Nothing bad happened - I'm just frustrated.
I don't understand why I still haven't proposed and why this is taking so freaking long.
Oh well.... life will work itself out...

WWCKD? What Would Clark Kent Do?

I have a hard time picturing my future.... but than again I have a hard time believing that I have lived all the things I've experienced in life already.
With the civic holidya slowly approaching I've been thinking a lot about what I have accomplished in the last year - I don't recall much of anything - I hope didn't waste it.
Which brings me back to my future.
Do I do a PhD - do I find a job and start a career - do I stay with the bank adn work my way up?
I don't know.
I'd like to try and do the PhD - to see if I can do it - and not always wonder if I could.
I'd like to see if I have what it takes to be a professor - who knows maybe I'll suck.
But if I pursue a PhD will I regret it because I won't find Mr. Right - or I'll stay in Windsor to finish my degree and possibly become really lonely with my friends living primarily between London and Toronto areas?
Do I do what my mom wants me to do (which I believe is highly influenced by my brother) and thus not do a PhD and stay in the bank for the rest of my life - possibly underchallenged and depressed?
The part that sucks is that my life isnt' a movie - if I make a wrong decision I can't rewind and choose a different option... my life isn't a game - its my life and I need to figure out how to live it.
I got back the second revisions of my review of literature for my thesis - and once again I received minimal revisions - which just shocks me because as I've been told many times over I'm not a strong writer - thus how on a thesis document am I getting "Well done" and little corrections - that doesn't make sense to me. My changes take less than ten minutes whereas my labmates have taken 2-3 weeks!
Additionally my advisors keep me guessing about whether or not there is even a PhD possibility - one moment they talk as if I'm doing one - and then the next they talk like such a possibility is not even probable. Its frustrating - but I've learned with such a topic to roll with the punches at the moment.
All-in-all I'm ok for the moment. I miss my friends...I miss Jen, Sharon, Aine, Lesley, Janice, Jos.....
I was lucky enough to have a random visit by Daniela this weekend as she came to celebrate a fellow med students birthday - and the prior weekend I went to a wedding with Becky which was entertaining in its own rights. I've bought a bunch of books - and I continue to seek out ways to make others happy - thats the one thing I know that brings me happiness - the ability to make another smile or feel good about themselves... otherwise my search for happiness continues.

Side Note - a Windsor Fashion Spotting!
Walking to downtown on Thursay night for a dinner meeting - I walked beside a Fur store - I thought it was funny because most of the stores along the way have been closed or abandoned - yet the Fur store was open... I looked across the street and low and behold was another Fur store - so two OPEN Fur stores across the street from each other in a failing to thrive community. MORE humorous was the fact that alongside these TWO Fur shops were TWO schwarma places! hahaha - I found that way too funny.... ALSO - on Saturday night while a few blocks up from the next before - there was another Fur establishment, even larger than the previous too.... it just doesn't make sense to me.