So I didn't make good on editing my last entry. Not much time to go online these days. Working at a chocolate store is demanding in it's own ways. Every time my boss make an unfunny joke a little piece of my soul shrivels up and DIES. And don't even get me started on the creepy basement. Picture cold and damp with orangey light coming from a single dangling bulb near the stairwell. There are also the unsavory stories about the previous owner of the location. Don't get excited, I wont get in to that here.

Well, there are tons of other things I wish I had time to elaborate on but alas les philosophes paper awaits. My new fascination is with the works by Voltaire, Dierot, Montesquieu, many others. I greatly recommend Leonard Bernstein's opera version of Candide (which you should read if you don't get to see it performed).

Watched Ridicule and enjoyed it.

"Baron, how did you find the English?"
"Very distracting. They have a form of conversation
called humour, which makes everyone laugh a lot."
"Um-Awr— is this like esprit?"
"No, not really."
"But then how do you translate it?"
"Well, I can't. We in France don't have a word for it."

LMAOGAHAHAHAHGAHAHA

Recent local news: SkyDome being renamed to Rogers Centre? Eww..