Joy –

It seems like we’ve been getting calls from every telemarketer on the planet for the past few months and I, for one, am thrilled that Canada finally has it’s own DNC list.  I’m tired of calls from people trying to sell me something at 9 and 10 o’clock at night.  I’m tired of the calls that start at 8am and don’t end until late in the evening.  No, I don’t want a new credit card.  No, I don’t want my non-existent carpets cleaned. No. No. No.

Despite their earlier success nearly overwhelming the registration site, I’m happy to report that our numbers are now registered with the Do Not Call list.  Sure we still have to wait the 31 days for it to kick in and deal with the exempted businesses but I can live with that.  Light at the end of the tunnel.

Pain –

Brunswick News is reprinting Dad’s memoriam tomorrow. Better late than never I guess…

Sunshine –

I’m on track for finishing my Psych paper by Friday and have managed to connect with a tonne of old friends this week.  Who are these old friends you ask?  Long ago when the earth was green I used to haven.  Think IRC on a geekier scale.  Many of us traveled throughout the continent (and across the pond) to meet face to face.  We had weddings, conventions, late night parties, Denny’s runs, and trips to the Waffle House.  As sometimes happens when you grow up and move through life I lost track of a large number of fellow haveners over the past decade. Through the magic of Facebook (laying it on thick, I know), I’d landed back in touch with a few haven buddies last year.  After a wild evening of tagging and commenting on old party pictures late last week, I succumbed to the evil whispering of others (Munchie) and created a Facebook group for Haveners.  We’re 80+ strong and the story swapping has been a hoot.  Catching up with old friends and reconnecting with acquaintences has made for a fun few days tripping down memory lane.

Our social director is working on a meet and greet on the west coast.  Havens are becoming populated again and I’m tweeting like crazy since I bowed to the pressure (Diva Zaf!) and registered for an account.

Not to be outdone, this morning Darcey announced Buddy Guy’s upcoming concert over at the Broom.  If you’re a broomer you can get your tickets early.  I’ve got 3rd row seats.  Darcey managed to scrounge seats in the first row.  Yes.  That is jealousy you’re reading.

Rain –

Twitter and havening make procrastination far too easy.  I really need to focus to ensure I continue to stay on track in all my courses.

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