This past summer I made a new best friend. Not really intentional, but I suppose real friends never are. This past semester I've been spending a lot of time at home with his family, just hanging out and having a good time. It's really put things into perspective for me. School is hooey. Sure I need to get a job to support myself, and additional selves I plan on creating, but that's not the important part of my life. I excited to be a mother. I love families so much. Just being in a house with presence.
Previously my future plans were to be married and have children before I'm 32 or not at all. Now they are to finish school, make some money and start a family. That makes me feel real good.

I have many many things today. Last night I slept for 13 hours. I think that I could have done everything that I needed to do in those extra 6 hours. It sort of seems foolish, but I think that I made the correct decision. School may be important, but I am always my first priority.

With tuition at Western we recieve a free LTC bus pass. I take the bus to school and back every day. I get off at night at a very popular stop where about half the bus gets off. I never have to pull the string. There is always some anal hardcore that pulls it immediately after the preceding stop. But that's okay, I don't really like pulling the string. I feel like I'm inconveniencing the other people on the bus. So last night I was on my way home and at teh stop light everyone routinely migrated towards an exit of the bus preparing for the next stop. Then the bus drove right past. I looked at the light at the front of the bus, no one had pulled the string. I looked at the guy behind me and smiled, the guy at the door turned around and said 'sorry guys, I'm an idiot'. We all started to laugh. He leaned forward and pulled the string. The next stop wasn't far away at all, but what I appreciated the most about this incident was the attitude. So often at Western (perhaps it happens other places, however I live in a bubble) I have encouters with rude selfish pestimistic people. It was so refreshing that everyone saw this as humerous, because in reality we're all idiots for not pulling the string. I was pleased that everyone knew that.

Before I go to bed I was think about the exciting things that will happen the next day. It varies, often I just focus on the positive things, A new plate of eggs, a new pattern of smiles, and more recently a new crossword puzzle in the Campus paper.

I feel as though the perfect Valentines's Day present for a married couple is a new bed. Usually a mattress wouldn't be a very romantic gift, but when you're sharing so many memories in the bed it's a great gift. You would be reminded twice every day, both evening and morning. Mind you a new mattress every February isn't exactly neccessary, or practical, at least important expensive. But a nice one-time gift. Perhaps even a few times if your married for a long time. I hear that you should get a new mattress every 10 years. Nothing feels better than a new firm mattress.