Hi Linda! How’re you? How’s school so far?
It’s nice that your office was so nice with your going away. It sees weird that it’s already over, doesn’t it? Well, that may be just me… I feel like the winter semester still hasn’t started or something… even though it’s all over! I kind of miss school. It was pretty relaxed the last few weeks, since I don’t seem to stress too much over exams.
Oh, I did just get my marks today. I was a little disappointed because I was hoping for an A but only got a B+ in one particular course. (Argh, I got As for almost every damn assignment, including my 50% portfolio!, but as he gave me less than 8/10% for “participation” I didn’t get the mark!) The other day my friend Mike and I were discussing how marks mean something to us, but why should it matter so much when through some questionable choices on the prof’s/TA’s account changes everything… But you know, Linda, I should just be satisfied. I didn’t fail, and I know all my B+’s were like 78s. BUT THAT’S ALMOST WORSE! Doesn’t that just drive you nuts?! Hopefully Mike and I will be commiserating over that with drinks tomorrow. Plenty of drinks. (I kid. I like to get home in one piece, especially when it’s from lunch!)
Moving back home was a little hard. I started packing super late because I didn’t really want to see the year end and my little niche dismantled back into a nondescript, cinder block-walled room. My dad had to help me pack a lot, I was super-stressed about damaging my fragile and gigantic prints and papers (which you cannot roll up or apply pressure to) and I needed two cars. (At least they were sedans?) Unfortunately, Linda, I’m still not done unpacking, even though I’m home often enough. I’ve just got too much stuff. How was moving for you? And you had to do it twice – from Gatineau to Toronto, then to Guelph. How is your new place, too?
A line from a book that’s stuck with me for years is, “you can’t un-say something”. Sometimes keeping quiet is the best thing to do in the face of opposition (and criticism), and the next best thing to physical distance when you can’t have time away from each other. But keeping it in builds such intense resentment, a sense of oppression and even estrangement. It seems the people closest to us are the last to see on their own that it’s time to change and grow. Sometimes it’s necessary to really open about it, even though it may backfire – or at least seem to, at first. So, I hope you’re feeling better that that you’re back in Guelph and getting a little distance, enough to look at your relationship with your family with some objectivity and think about whether to make a change and how. I have a lot to say on the topic, so let me know if you want to talk about this some more.
On friends… you know how friends are referred to as “family you choose”? Choice is the most significant factor there. Some things have a lifespan, because things (and people) change. We don’t all have to keep in touch with every single one of our old neighbours or high school friends. (And in university, when you no longer see the people you used to see every day, or anybody every day, or every semester, that really becomes clear.) That’s what I have to say about the line! You don’t have to be friends with someone! It’s your choice, and if you’re not happy being friends, then end the relationship or put some distance between yourselves! But if it’s truly important to you, then it’s time to be a good pal and tell that friend their awful halitosis is what’s driving all the guys away! (Unless the bad breath’s caused by a disease or something and not my friend’s fault.)
Linda, I hope you’re enjoying being back in Guelph and your courses so far. Six courses for one semester is a lot, so try not to let yourself get too stressed, or consider dropping one, if you can and want to. Best of luck with anal chem and (boring?) stats. And the serial killer book you’re referring to is:
- Lane, Brian and Gregg, Wilfred. The New Encyclopedia Of Serial Killers. Headline Book Publishing, (1996).
I read it in gr. 8, it was riveting (go ahead, if you want a unique way to stay up during finals, read a few tales and you’ll be wide awake – with horror!), and I can still remember lots of details, all the time (like when I’m gardening, about how one old woman was suspected of using her victims as fertilizer, but actually she’d buried them under their driveway and unknowingly preserved their bodies with lime!) , but really Linda, what was I thinking?! I’ve also read killers’ biographies, lots of thrillers and murder mysteries, and I love crime shows like Law & Order and CSI, but I’m not sure I could take a course on the subject! At least not at this point of my life. It’s still fascinating though, so I hope you’re liking the class!
Speaking of books, I have some gifts I’ve been meaning to give you. Including stuff I’ve lost and found, and one I’ve lost again… let me know when you’ll be back in town, or if you’re free for visits.

Next time, with more photos, I’ll explain what this batophobic is doing washing the John Hancock Center’s windows and what I’ve been up to lately. Pop Quiz “Tuesday” will understandably have to wait ’til then!
Love,
Mary







