I was at physio again this morning and Brian was there. Some new information has revealed itself. Brian is gay. He is not hitting on me awkwardly and I feel slightly more comfortable around him.

Also a summer student in our office attended IMC as a french horn player in 2000. Whether he and I crossed paths has yet to be determined. I will keep you posted.

During physio there are often other patients there, a large demographic ranging from high school athlete to middle-aged and beyond umm.... overweight bum who has injured themselves after years of neglect (to be blunt).

This particular morning there was an early highschool track athlete, a nonathletic but thin guy in his 30's and myself. During our hellos my physio asked me what I've been up to, and since I've been immobilized with my muscle bruise I've been watching a lot of 'Dexter' and recommended the series to my physio, as I do with mostly everyone. The 30 yr old patient (I don't know his name but for simplicity let's call him Brian) chimed in and was talking about how much he loved the series, as most viewers do. We refrained from talking about any characters or plot details not to spoil it for Dave, my physiotherapist. Brain then went on to recommend "Rome" a mini-series that aired last year. I was intrigued and informed Brian that my boss has also recommended the series.

Unlike our conversation about 'Dexter' Brain felt the need to talk about specific scenes and characters in the mini-series. He selected the following stories to share with me:

"It's a really raw series. Ceaser's sister is worried her son of 13 isn't 'man enough' so she hires a strong male servent to teach her son to be more 'manly'. This is accomplished by teaching her son how to penetrate a women. The servant is to train and watch he son complete this task. The mother threatens to not feed he son dinner until 'he has penetrated a woman'"

"There are two main women in the series who hate each other. One women offers a gift to the other of a male servant holding elaborate crown. The crown is gorgeous embelished with gold and gemstones. The servant presented the crown on a pillow, in the nude. The real gift was not actually the crown, the servant was hung like a horse. They showed everything, it's a really raw series."

(Note: The names of the characters and some details have been changed since I wasn't listening very well)

I found this very disturbing that he felt the need to tell me these stories, and in front of a grade 10. Is it some sort-of weird come-on? I didn't think so since it was clear he and I are both living with our partners. I hope I never see him again.

My parents gave me their old car, and eventhough I am very proud not be a vehicle owner it was an offer I couldn't refuse.

I imagine I'm going to be spending a lot more time, by myself, at my parents house. I am really looking forward to this solitary time. I find my parents house a great place to relax and heal. I feel completely safe in that house, and rightfully so. I spent my first 19 years living in that house and was protected from all the world's evils. Now it is my little oasis. It feels so good to know there is somewhere (aside from my own bedroom when Curtis is awake positioned between me and all apartment access points like a guard protecting his princess) where I can feel safe.

I am a little easy going when it comes to germs and cleanliness. I understand that some things I do others may find 'disgusting' and try my best to keep my habits to myself. Me being messy is a big part of my life and how I am able to function. I don't see it as a problem, it allows me to maintain busy lifestyle and after spending a childhood on a farm I understand that 'dirt don't hurt'.

I have always been attracted to men who are a little ocd when it comes to being clean, some more accepting of my habits then others. This makes me suspicious that being clean is something I value, but to what extent?

Where do you find a hairdresser that will cut a mullet? Not like a fashion forward mullet but a 'I've had these super sweet flowing locks since highschool and now I'm 40' mullet. I wonder how this hairdresser (because I'm assuming there can only be one) style's his/her hair.

Would you feel any different about your life if you were a test-tube baby? I think I would feel more appreciated.

Some jerk ate some ultra delicious sardines in tomato sauce and then threw them in my office garbage. They've stunk all afternoon. Ten minutes ago my boss came into my office and then left pre-maturely. Now he probably thinks I stink, like old warm sardines.....

I don't push myself to my limits anymore.

I've been over the edge and I don't ever want to be there again.

I am wearing a new jumper today and I think it would look spectacular if my boobs were just a little smaller. Is this reasonable? Is this even possible?

I love music. It plays a very important part in my life and emotional development. However I do not listen to a large variety of music. Usually I find an artist and stick with him/her for a couple of years before I move on. I like the familiarity of the music. Mostly I listen to music I discovered while living in Calgary and reminisce.

Do you know what I think about when I walk around the office in flats?
"Damn I would look way sexier in heels"

Since moving from Calgary there are two things I have really missed
1) The shopping
2) The lack of specialty tea shops

Well, this weekend I had a breakthrough. I was shopping in Masonville mall and it was a complete disaster until.... I wandered around the Bay to find they carried many of my favourite brands. I was thrilled! I was able to buy two pieces that I've been looking for all summer. I went home ecstatic to find I can still shop within 15min of my home. But it didn't stop there. The icing on the cake came this morning from the news. I new 'Teopia' opened in Whiteoaks mall boasting a very simular layout to the infamous 'steeps' I would visit near weakly in Calgary. Life is good.