On his website Steve Turner writes, "One of the most important things a writer does is deliver their view of the world in their own voice." I thought this poem of his perfectly sums up our western world.

Creed

We believe in Marxfreudanddarwin.
We believe everything is OK
as long as you don't hurt anyone,
to the best of your definition of hurt,
and to the best of your knowledge.

We believe in sex before during
and after marriage.
We believe in the therapy of sin.
We believe that adultery is fun.
We believe that sodomy's OK
We believe that taboos are taboo.

We believe that everything's getting better
despite evidence to the contrary.
The evidence must be investigated.
You can prove anything with evidence.

We believe there's something in horoscopes,
UFO's and bent spoons;
Jesus was a good man just like Buddha
Mohammed and ourselves.
He was a good moral teacher although we think
his good morals were bad.

We believe that all religions are basically the same,
at least the one that we read was.
They all believe in love and goodness.
They only differ on matters of
creation sin heaven hell God and salvation.

We believe that after death comes The Nothing
because when you ask the dead what happens
they say Nothing.
If death is not the end, if the dead have lied,
then it's compulsory heaven for all
excepting perhaps Hitler, Stalin and Genghis Khan.

We believe in Masters and Johnson.
What's selected is average.
What's average is normal.
What's normal is good.

We believe in total disarmament.
We believe there are direct links between
warfare and bloodshed.
Americans should beat their guns into tractors
and the Russians would be sure to follow.

We believe that man is essentially good.
It's only his behaviour that lets him down.
This is the fault of society.
Society is the fault of conditions.
Conditions are the fault of society.

We believe that each man must find the truth
that is right for him.
Reality will adapt accordingly.
The universe will readjust. History will alter.
We believe that there is no absolute truth
excepting the truth that there is no absolute truth.

We believe in the rejection of creeds.

I had probably the scariest half hour of my life today. That's maybe a bit of an exaggeration, but anyway...So, I got my yellow fever vaccination today and the lady told me that I had to stay in the clinic for 1/2 an hour afterwards so that if I went into anyphylactic shock because of an allergic reaction, they could hopefully save me from dying. Okay, so she didn't say it in those exact words, but she may as well of. So, I'm sitting there in the waiting room, expecting to keel over and die at any second. To help things, my mom tells me "If you go into shock your throat will close off so you can't breathe and they will have to give you epinepherine within minutes or you will die." Thanks mom, that's really comforting. So of course I'm all worried, so I start thinking that my throat does kind of feel like it's closing, it does kind of feel tickly and weird. I start thinking that maybe they should have a nurse standing next to me with an eppi pen in her hand so that she can stab me in time and save me from certain death. That was a very long half hour. But, needless to say, I'm writing this now, so I didn't die. And they didn't even have to give me any epinepherine.

I'm either really brave or just stupid. I'm going with the latter. Mostly because I'm not brave and never have been, and I know that I haven't realized the full consequences of my decisions. I hope I'm hit with the reality of the situation sometime before I'm sitting on the airplane, but somehow I doubt that will happen. I'm going to step foot into the Kampala airport and suddenly be hit with, not just the hot dusty air, but the horrible realization that I am in Africa. Alone. And I'm stuck there for four months. To be perfectly honest, the only thing I'm scared of at this point are the large insects that I'm going to encounter. Like the ginormous hairy cockroaches and beetles that will haunt my room becuase I'm too grossed out to kill them. I plan to bring a large can of raid. Maybe five.
Two months and two weeks and I'm gone...

Sitting in the family room and a horse looks in the window. Very unexpected. We don't own a horse. And horses are supposed to be behind fences.

I have my laptop back and for that I am grateful. Though everything is erased and I am now in the process of putting all my music back on to it... I hope. I may be erasing all my music, in which case I will cry.

My life really isn't very exciting. New news: I finally did my taxes. And there's two horses in my front yard. Other news: there is none.

So I've decided to make a list of things I like, like a facebook profile except for much cooler. You can read it if you're really bored.

Things that make me happy (in no particular order):

my laptop
puppies
the mountains (and camping in them)
camping in general
the rain
sandy beaches
trees and flowers
chinese food
good music
acoustic guitar
sleeping
calvin and hobbes
all-dressed crispers
gerber daisies
laughing
random late night excursions
my family
pizza
the color orange
not spelling things the retarded Canadian way like adding random u's to words
gardening
a good book
good talks/ debates
the ocean
hoodies
beautiful sunsets
photography
down comforters
triscuits with pizza sauce and cheese with chocolate milk (with a straw)
the stars
babies
Africa (I haven't been there yet, but I'm sure I do)
my friends
grapefuit juice
cute old people
starbursts
a good concert
simply hanging out with friends
watching a good soccer or hockey game
singing
the Office
the violin
the smell of water out of a hose
campfires or woodburning stoves
pecan pie
coffee
summer
christmas trees
storms
pajama pants
the sound of a loon
pillows

that's all for now...
to bed.

Alright! So This week was mildly exciting. Absolutley georgeous weather right now and I'm loving it, I'm tempted to not complain about my lack of hours and just enjoy the outdoors. But then I remember that I'm going to redeemer and I need money. Shoot.

The puppies are getting super cute and playful. I love them and will be very sad when they go.

Ashley, Kaley, Karla and I went to the Calgary zoo on Wednesday. It was perfect weather and a lot of fun. The Africa exibhit made me very excited to go to Africa and see those animals in the wild!

my beautiful friends

not my friend, but I wish he was
a look to the future
Levi and I went on a nice walk behind our house to the river bottom yesterday:

okay.... so I have some nice pictures but blogger is being retarded so you can't see them... too bad.

Aaaand OUR TRUCK GOT STOLEN!!!! My dad's beautiful black dodge ram sport edition disappeared from right beside our house, like a meter from my open bedroom window, early friday morning. Just disappeared. The police man said that only like 25% of stolen vehicles are ever found again so... goodbye truck. I hated driving you because you were so big and hard to park, but you did look cool. You will be missed.