April 2nd, 2010

Rainbow || Rainbow northern lights.

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Today was reasonably productive. Not enough, but there's always tomorrow, and kicking myself 'til my own bum's purple won't help.

I finally spoke fully with my sister. I didn't ask for details, didn't receive details, but the waters between us have been filtered - easier to float messages across, I imagine.

Before we spoke she sent me another story. It was called caged. One part got to me especially, because it expressed exactly how I have been the last few days:

Kiwi began talking more directly to Kristine now, “You know what I think!?”

Kristine could not help but smile, “Well I know that you think a lot but what do you think?”

Kiwi smirked and leaned into Kristine whispering, “That in the end we are all just monkeys!” She erupted in to hysterics.

I erupted into hysterics as I read it. And that is very much my thought process.

It whittles my stresses down to size. I am a glorified monkey. There is an altruistic gene inside me telling me to care more about the other monkeys out there facing hunger, rape, land-loss, fear, anger, hatred than about my own problems, so small and insignificant in comparison.

Mmm, perhaps this monkey doesn't earn impeccable marks on her hieroglyph'ed tree-sheet, but she knew how to write it and did so eating her bananas with Nutella; some monkeys out there don't have the bananas at all.

(Well, common ancestry with an ape, really, but it's a quantum conceptual and metaphoric leap rather than an expression of scientific fact. After all, I don't actually eat bananas with Nutella.)
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Rainbow || Rainbow northern lights.

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I'm a little bit (a right bit) in love with Captain Janeway from Voyager. I love her wisdom and eloquence.

I'm also intrigued and interested in Seven of Nine's learning curve for feelings and life as an individual.

I really need to watch through Voyager; all of Star Trek, really, but Voyager in particular. I think my parents would be proud of me.

Back to work on this ridiculous science communication assignment! At least I've got Jelly Babies to nom every once in a while - bought them in honour of Mr. Dufault when I saw them on sale. They were his favourite little sweets. None of the rest of the class knew what they were.
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