i'm up editing this paper for the food security class, kinda scary that I've taken this on since grammer is deffinately not my strong point. This girl Liz is suppose to help out with the grammer part of it, lets hope that still happens. I just finished reading through the whole 25 page paper, and I was surprised how good it actually was. But I think I will have to do a bit of creative writing to make it flow. Its kinda hard to have a conhesive 25 page paper when nine different women have been invloved writing it. AND we don't have a conclusion yet, I suppose they expect me to have a brillant overall understanding as I complile all the work. Wish me luck!

Marike is leaving tomorrow, and I'm kinda sad, it has been great getting to know her this year and this past week while she has been staying here we have had so much fun. I wish I could spend more time with her today on her last day but I'm busy with this paper and I have two shifts at work. We talked about how much fun it would have been if she had moved in October when we needed a roommate. Really this house could have been the communal egalitarian place that yes I want and matt told me early on that we would never have. And having a fellow veganite in the house would have been fun too, oh the food we could have made. i say that since every time marike has come over for dinner we have the best meals. Anyways all everyone says hinsight is 20/20.

Ok here is something that I wrote at work yesterday . . .(tobie are you procratinating from having to come up with a brillant conclusion . . . yes!!)

An extententialsit challange

This guy Peter was guarding today when I showed up, he doesn't normally work here. Acually he thaught he would just be having a friendly game of chess with his friend, my boss Alex. Alex smooth talking and brillant smile convinced this boy to guard for two hours. he han't guarded in years and said that it was an extentialist challange, you don't do anything, you don't create anything. You are just here for the illution of safety adn maintaining order. I only partially agree with him. yes I am only here for an illusion of safelty and as someone to regulate bodies. BUT as creating nothing, is he serious? Guarding is meditating, the constandt movemtn of water and bodies puts me in such a creative space. Every shift I leave with my pockets filled with paper that I wote poems on, essay topic, event ideas, future plans. I wrote my first porn while guarding. i wrote a few poly article which I'm submitting to a journal on sexuality. And yes this rant comes from the hart house pool.

So some of you are problably wondering how this in done. Well first of all we never have public swim, only adults swimming laps. Secondly it is a small facility with only one guard adn only a few patrons in the pool. And you don't write continuously. Plus if you are tallented like me you can look at the pool and write at the same time (disifferring my work later can be tricky)

So you're asking Tobie if you are actally writing not passionalty watchign there very more, how are you providing an illusion fo safety. Even if you coudl hear or see a change in everyones swimming, how do they know that. WELL my answer to you is they are all zombies. You have to realize not only can the water be meditating to the guard, the swimmers enter a zen like state while swimming adn are aware of little else but their thoughts adn lanes.

WOW tobie this pool sounds magical . . . poerty, solvign life problems, meditating. Maybe I should come swimming . .. BUT NOT WHEN YOU ARE WORKING YOUR ZOMBIE FREAK!!!