Here are some of my favourite quotes of 2005:

"You would have to eat 10 billion meals of brains, spinal cords, ganglia, eyeballs and tonsils to get the disease." Alberta Premier Ralph Klein on the chances of being infected by mad cow disease.

"You are jerks!" French actress Brigitte Bardot of Prime Minister Paul Martin and Fisheries Minister Minister Geoff Regan for allowing the seal hunt.

"The justice system has never given Indian people a fair shot at anything." Robert Whitehead, chief of the Yellow Quill First Nation, after a white man convicted in a gang rape escaped jail time.



I am back in the "middle east" of Canada (Ontario, and more specifically, Toronto) and it is great to be around humans that don't like to focus on how powerful, snobby and arrogant (stereotypically) my hometown is. I think people despise cities they don't know out of ignorance and inferiority complexes.

On the Toronto front, the talk is all about midday shootings in public areas. Inncent bystanders being killed because of the disillusionment of young, impoverished youth. I sincerely do not understand why some people are attracted to gangsta-bullshit. I think the root causes of such disrespect for life are complicated (social welfare cuts, familial norms, poverty, a soft justice system, popular culture glorifying guns and gangs, a lack of role models, etc.) Toronto still has the second-lowest crime rate in Canada, however!

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Looking at pictures from the past makes me sad. I was just looking at some photos from this time two years ago and it is almost like my anguish then is still somehow present in me - not as explicit, but somewhere inside. I need to overcome some emotional baggage that has had me confused, scared and fucked-up for some time now. I wish I didn't have to be so vague on this blog though. Sorry. I just need to let go, forgive myself for what I perceive as "mistakes" and just move on.

I am still learning so much about myself and what I need and what motivates me. I wish everyone was raised in a safe environment with unconditional love.



I underwent the most drastic change in appearance today than ever before in my entire life.

I did it.

My hair is a warm brown and it is short.

Bangs may come soon.

The Banger Sisters was an awful movie that I watched in hotel room in Kelowna one night in between bus rides. What was Susan Sarandon thinking?

The indigenous candidate, Evo Morales, won the Bolivian presidency. Well, pretty much. Got 42% to 45% of the vote - far ahead of the incumbant. As well as a president, Bolivia elected a new Congress and regional governors today. That is a lot of SHIFT WORK!

Under their election rules, if no candidate polls 50% of the vote, the election does not go to a run-off but is decided by Congress instead. This new dude has promised to legalize coca production but not for the manufacture of cocaine, but to use it for more basic purposes (food, I believe). The USA has already issued a statement saying that they expect the new government to continue to honour previous commitments in terms of fighting the production of illegal drugs.

Coca prohibition or democrazia, Mr. Bush?

I think he likes the coca, as far as I have heard. In other news, I saw his daughter Jenna's twat on the internet this week.

I don't like reading stories about animals dying. Unfortunately, my chosen books lately are all about rotting animals. Including goats.
Last night, it was a human death that I read about in my bed. Finally, a break!

My christmas lights from last year are not working. Sort of like my brain. And my psyche still aches. I am trying to solve that dilemma as best as I can.

I have been put in touch with a lady who could perhaps be my mentor. She has a law degree and went to the London School of Economics (as I had the option to do) and is now a professor here at the local Univeristy where her interests are in International Law. Sounds like my kind of chick! AND a former deadhead! Not that I ever was a dead or a phish head, but I surely am comfortable within that ultra-stimulating yet laid-back culture.

To keep on this positive note, I am super super happy to be able to say that an essay that I wrote last year about the regulation of "non-timber forest products" (ie. mushrooms, salal, botanicals for essential oils and tinctures) has been chosen to be included in the next edition of a book about sustainable forestry! Wahoo! Here is the book as it was published. I think the next book will be called "The Wealth of Forests II" or something. I might get a whole chapter! I don't really anticipate any money to come from this, but the idea of being published is just so damn exciting to me. I need to alter my resume. It will also increase my chances of getting research grants and scholarships and bursaries.
I just think it is hilarious that this girl from the industrial suburbs of Toronto (and who stopped studying science a decade ago) will now be published as some authoritative analyst in the realm of forest policy!
Bring it on! Take me to Madagascar!

In other realms of my life, I have been told that I tend to "speak in conclusions" as I do a lot of the reasoning to get to my thoughts internally, whereas most humans sort out their thoughts externally. I guess this is what leads others to believe that I sometimes want to just conform them to my line of thinking rather than sincerely soliciting their opinions.

I think I am a zoologist trapped in the body of a law graduate.

This kicks ass!

I am considering cutting my long blonde hair to my shoulders and dying it brown!

My best friend is turning 30 next year. I am already envisioning the cake I will prepare for her.

A giant peace lily is in bloom near me. Good thing Beth is not around to snap it off!

Well, Christmas has come early for this bitch.
Muchacho came to the window today with a
mouthful of branches and I almost tried to pull
them all out as I feared the leaves were caught
in his teeth. (Or his cat tumour!)
Instead, it turns out that he is dragging a bird
corpse in to brag to me. This cat has never
brought such trophies home before. I thought
he just liked to beat on other cats,
not flying fuckers!

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The intellectual space in which to debate cross-species consumption is further contaminated by ignorance; most humans who choose to eat animal bodies are not specifically informed about the material conditions that enable corpse eating, nor do they tend to want to know about it.