Well, then.
i'm soaking my foot again, because yesterday i found if i press on one part of my big toe, rainbow-colour'd droplets (mostly white, yellow, red) form on other parts. "You get that looked at before you leave the country--they might amputate it over there!" --funny Oma.
Electionmania strikes, even though i'm against the party system as such: "if they win the elections, i'll be..."
-[Conservatives] sick: Canada'll be a nightmare. Sort of. Stockwell D*y as Minister of Foreign Affairs? And all those near-dear social service things falling awae? Enough said.
-[Bloc] excited: it'll be kind of fun because we can speak French and eat croissants.
-[Liberals] snarky: they need a break from legislating my life.
-[NDP] amused: they won't know what hit them.
-[Green P] chameleon: i'll spend my morning hugging trees.
Optimal outcome: (=how it would run if i could jam it) an NDP-Liberal coalition. The Greens, NDP, and Bloc gain; the Liberals lose seats, while the Conservatives stay relatively stable. Many people laugh or grimace if i mention the Green Party (yes, James...), which is supremely unfair. For the record--i've got a Green in my closet. It's true they have no experience and blah blah, but they're high-minded delusional idealists, and so the laws of magnetism aside i'm cheerleading on them. Rah rah rah.
Speaking of magnetism, two days ago i gave our group's presentation at the miniconference at the MCE (topic = reasoning behind quality stressed over quantity in the Islamic movement, basis from the Qur'an & Seerah, etc)...[and talk of ferromagnetic domains, Western relativism...but: the uncomfortable feeling it was also something of fleshed-out riyaa', that i do good things for the wrong reasons, so khalas...] Of the twenty or so people who showed up for the miniconference only six stayed for the qiyam, but khair it was perhaps deeper this way. Mustafa's humour is insane ("i told you man, i went to the beach"), and Sigmund Freud is of the illumanti/Judeic masonry. And i actually talked to Murtada. subhanAllah, his focus remains, to example a failing spark...
Later learnt about retail coffee--spying on Someone: i am also a three-year-old nose in disguise. Follow and snoop: i am investigator! Dauntless report'rage and fearless delving-probing, i also encourage on rebellion and cause trouble.
Anyways, five days, and then i'm going to sleep all weekend, and then to start summer with a vengeance. inshaAllah, i mean. But that's where my camel's parked. Friday afternoon is release.
Only adjective on Usman: "complete". In every way possible. In five days he's a year and nine months old. Clover-fragrance at night: Beyond.
