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!