What do you
know, a Friday update written on a Friday. Novel.
In the news
this week: six flatmates in Utah torture a seventh flatmate in the basement and
suddenly my aunt’s concerns about moving in with a psychopath seem more
reasonable. So far no signs of psychopathy from The Irish but all that means is
that I might never move out for fear of accidentally moving into a horror
movie.
So, there’s
this other story that you probably don’t want to know about but I can’t unknow
it. So here’s what I’ll do for you: a Blind
Link. It’s like a test, what wins for you? Fear or curiosity?
Tonight is Slutwalk
in Toronto so I’m headed to that shortly. This is where it started, so it will
be interesting to see how many people show up and what the general atmosphere
is. My friends have already been to the NZ ones so I’m playing catch up. I’m
not dressing up, just going straight from work. I dressed up for the NZ ones,
and I think it’s a great way for the events to attract attention and try to get
the message heard (Although it can do the opposite – “No, it’s not that we want
to be able to dress slutty, it’s that you have to stop pointing to what we’re
wearing as a reason for people to mistreat us!”). The Wellington event last
year was very inclusive so hopefully the TO event will have the same feeling.
I spent
last weekend in Ottawa, which was great fun. You might remember my Ode to the
Train last blog. That affection was somewhat threatened when my return train
was more than an hour late, but really, it’s not like planes and buses are
famously punctual.
Busy
weekend planned, including Ikea purchases and then assembling Ikea purchases.
Livin’ the dream here ;)
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