Well, the battle is off.
I will no longer have to fight my mother on what I am allowed to wear in Japan, because we are no longer going to Japan. The university my father was going to a conference at told him not to bother commong unless he could quarrantine himself for ten days before he left. Which, in and of itself, is not such a big deal, but my parents decided it wasn't worth the stress of worrying at each new place that the hotel would bar us at the door for being from Toronto. That, and since my brother and I are joining them later, the concern that they'd get there, the rules would change, and we wouldn't be able to join them.
Sigh. Before I was indifferent. Now I'm disappointed. My parents are so depressed. They need a vacation, and for them that means they need to get out of the city. Right now, they're considering trying to go last minute to Hawaii or the Maritimes, but my mother doesn't want to go to the Maritimes, and Hawaii might have the same issues as Japan.
Gah.
Also, aside from Japan, this really messes things up for me. Between their arrival in Japan and mine, I'm supposed to have a bunch of people over for Toronto Pride. It would have been nice to have the parents out of the house. We are going to a circuit party, after all. Also, our alternate vacation plans would mean I would be out of town elsewhere when I was supposed to have not my upcomming, but next visitation with my girlfriend. Her band is playing a gig, and I'll miss it
. She's better solo, but still.
In more intellectually angstful news, I discovered that the really exciting graduate theory course from last year, on Heidegger, Nietzche, Derrida, and Foucault, is going to be on hermeneutics next year. Last year's lucky people got Foucault. I get St. Augustine. Just great. Perhaps I should change my name
On the other hand, the other theory course I'm taking will be entirely about McLuhan (sp?). I'm not sure how I feel about that. Especially since the prof looks excatly like a gremlin
. Not that that has anything to do with how I feel about the content, but he most certainly does.
I will no longer have to fight my mother on what I am allowed to wear in Japan, because we are no longer going to Japan. The university my father was going to a conference at told him not to bother commong unless he could quarrantine himself for ten days before he left. Which, in and of itself, is not such a big deal, but my parents decided it wasn't worth the stress of worrying at each new place that the hotel would bar us at the door for being from Toronto. That, and since my brother and I are joining them later, the concern that they'd get there, the rules would change, and we wouldn't be able to join them.
Sigh. Before I was indifferent. Now I'm disappointed. My parents are so depressed. They need a vacation, and for them that means they need to get out of the city. Right now, they're considering trying to go last minute to Hawaii or the Maritimes, but my mother doesn't want to go to the Maritimes, and Hawaii might have the same issues as Japan.
Gah.
Also, aside from Japan, this really messes things up for me. Between their arrival in Japan and mine, I'm supposed to have a bunch of people over for Toronto Pride. It would have been nice to have the parents out of the house. We are going to a circuit party, after all. Also, our alternate vacation plans would mean I would be out of town elsewhere when I was supposed to have not my upcomming, but next visitation with my girlfriend. Her band is playing a gig, and I'll miss it

In more intellectually angstful news, I discovered that the really exciting graduate theory course from last year, on Heidegger, Nietzche, Derrida, and Foucault, is going to be on hermeneutics next year. Last year's lucky people got Foucault. I get St. Augustine. Just great. Perhaps I should change my name

On the other hand, the other theory course I'm taking will be entirely about McLuhan (sp?). I'm not sure how I feel about that. Especially since the prof looks excatly like a gremlin

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chimpsky:
Ahoy, a fellow Torontonian! You probably don't know me, I was browsing through the SuicideJews member list. Too bad about the gremlin.. A current prof of mine looks like John Malcovitch. Should I ask if he was in that jewel thief movie?
mya22:
Just came across you in the LGBT group page... LOVE the username... Foucault is one of my favorites.
Let me know if you want to talk theory sometime.
