yesterday, i received a fifty page pamphlet on SARS, for health care workers. it�s about time i knew what i was talking about. scary. maybe i wouldn�t have cracked that joke the other day if i had gotten it on friday.

today another envelope from the cmto came with some census thingy. it was hard to read. i�ll check it out on the web later. kinda boring, but it�s my job, so i�ll shut up now.

something from my old alma mater came too. alumni stuff. we really shoud have some kind of a newsletter, but no one was motivated enough. so two interesting things came in this envelope. one for the new acupuncture diploma program. i would like to take it, but since i�m still trying to crawl out of my current debt, it�ll have to wait. the second was to invite alumni to teach. that�s another thing, that might be way ahead of schedule. my college teaching career. so they honestly think i have the standards of excellence to teach at good ol c.t.c? hmm� do they know how much dimeo and i goofed off in class. we always sat at the back. snickering. doodling. extended lunches at joe dogs & emmas.

what? i graduated with honours? me? you want me to teach a class? first i�m very shy and getting up in front of a group of 30 to 40 people is nerve-wracking to say the least.

i�ve always cringed everytime i�ve had to do any kind of public speaking. i always hated English class in high school. the oral book reports. the Shakespeare plays. aaaauuuugh! sorry, flashback to 1985. fluorescent shirts�burning�eyes�most recently in college it started bad. but the last few, i just kept talking. it does help if you are prepared. i like to be, especially when i�m blabbering on about something for about an hour or two. so , i�m wondering did everyone get one of these come and teach at c.t.c. brochures, or just a select few�i will submit my resume�last and least is the subscription letter i received for wired magazine. how did i get on their list? no, i don�t think i�ll be subscribing. boring. even for computer geeks.

now to end with some light hearted cat antics. if i wrote about this previously, my apologies. it must be told. about a month ago, chutney, came up with the brilliant idea of buiding a little fort for herself. you know, a place where she could hide(from me & isis) and just chill out. she took a huge hotel comforter and draped it over a wooden chair, complete with an opening and extra material where she could lay on. and it was all hers until isis muscled in on her scene. which she does constantly. places to sleep. food. toys. poor chut. so today, i spotted a couple of paws poking out of the opening, said hi to chut, not realizing that isis was in there too. yes i almost had a picture of it. but isis moved. i don�t know when the next time they will be in there together again. it was a shock because ninety percent of the time if they are that close they�re fighting. and, ok i built the fort. you happy, you got the truth out of me.

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