...a long day's journey into night...

Let me begin by saying, if you're going to go to North Bay you should really just fly there. Even if you have to switch your flight....

So this weekend I took a little time off and traveled to the tropic-esque destination of North Bay, ON. Why you ask? Turns out those hot dates at Christmas weren't just flukes and Dale, the guy I'm seeing lives there. Well, sort of. He has a house there but he moves around a lot (we have that in common - super!) because he's in the Canadian Armed Forces [we do NOT have that in common...in fact it's better if we don't talk about that ;)]. Actually, he's just transfered to the Airforce so that's why he's moving around a lot...anyway, I digress. I spent a long weekend in North Bay admiring the sights (not really) and watching snow fall (shockingly). And I'm not going to lie, it was fantastic. I should do nothing more often, I tell you. The company wasn't half-bad either.

Except here's the thing. Originally Dale was going to be in Petawawa and I was going to pick him up and we were going to drive to North Bay. So I rented a car. And then he got transfered. And then I had to drive for 4 hours to North Bay from Ottawa. One word: Fun. (and by fun I mean...not.) Me and Amanda Marshall had some special moments together along Hwy 17 West (and East, would you believe). So the moral of this story: fly. Always fly.

Sorry I haven't posted a blog for a while. I've been preoccupied with deadlines and really nothing exciting was happening here in Hali. Oh. Except for last week when my professor told me that he didn't think I'd get into a PhD program at Dalhousie if I applied this year. Yeah. That was pretty much the highlight of my week last week. That and my essay on rape. Good times, I tell ya. Good times...

And so now, if you're feeling a little bit blue, let me leave you with something that I hope will make you smile. For those of you who may not get the punch line - Solomon describes his beloved in the Old Testament book 'Song of Songs'...some of the images he chooses to use to describe his lover are, well, not so flattering. I ask you ladies, when was the last time you wanted your breasts described as being like "two fawns?" Exactly.

Behold. And laugh.

http://www.reverendfun.com/index.php?date=20060207

(ok, so I swear the comic is funny. I'm experiencing some technical difficulties and can't actually get the picture itself on my blog. Yes, I've tried saving it in .gif, .jpeg, .bmp, and even as a .doc. Just click on the link.)