"The Great Laugh of Mankind."

This week has had running themes of comfortable contentness. But after last week, I feel pretty content with most things. Last week included an awful lot of self loathing for no particular reason.

This week was just really nice. I mean, I didn't have an existential crisis at youth group on Wednesday for the first time since September. I didn't get drastically behind on school work. I had more of a social life than I've had in a few weeks. I fell asleep to the song "Out Of Egypt, Into The Great Laugh Of Mankind, And I Shake The Dirt From My Sandals As I Run", my summer nap time anthem (and damn straight my summer was so eventful that I had a nap time anthem).

On Wednesday, I went to a university fair and, since I actually knew what information I was looking for, I found out some useful things that websites don't give me. It was also a good opportunity to compare and contrast the different schools. Walking up to one table and having them describe the Journalism program, then going directly to another table a few down and asking them the same questions was quite useful to me. I'm currently more pumped than scared about next year.

Yesterday there was a coffee house at school. As with every single coffee house ever at my school, it was a mixture of insanity, humour and talent, in vastly varying proportions in the different acts. It opened with two scrawny (not necessarily 100% sober) hipsters kind of freestyle rapping for a grand total of eight minutes, then going up again under a different band name and playing punk rock. Eventually one guy was laying on the floor, shredding on his guitar (no one does Thursdays quite as hard as they do). Other notable moments include when I bugged Alan to read Body of a Woman by Pablo Neruda, which he did, in an intense pause filled style befitting William Shatner, while nature sounds were played on the keyboard behind him. Halfway through he had thoroughly re-noticed the extent of the explicitness found in that poem and rocketed through the rest of it. Hysterical laughter happened, especially when he suggestively raised his eyebrows for a few parts. On top of that, there was the usual assortment of music from talented people singing irritating music (*coughmultipleSimplePlansongs*) to untalented people singing good music and everything in between. There's this one guy from another school who always performs and severely needs to be picked up by Disney at some point (i.e., he's fifteen, has blonde highlights and a significant tween fan base).

Today was the performing debut of this year's choir at my school's (early) Remembrance day ceremony. I was very happy with how we did - it reminded me of why I like choir and why it's worthy of my time for an hour and a half every week. It's also a plus that I got to see all the choir boys in suits and bow ties. They were (for the most part) really adorable.The choir boys in suits and bow ties probably falls on to the list of the most adorable things I've ever seen, right under "Miniature yorkies in sweaters."

Now I have long, vastly unbooked long weekend, a significant amount of tasty marked out food from work, a bit of a caffeine buzz (actually, I think that my 5pm espresso is wearing off) and a cozy sweatshirt proclaiming in large letters on the right sleeve that I graduate in 2013.
Hearts,
-J-