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We are all victims and beneficiaries of fate. Life is a tapestry of if onlys and thank goodnesses, a maze of crossroads and possibilities stretching and widening away back from the point we occupy now. When I look over the chances and co-incidences that have brought me to where I am, the best and most shining example of happy fate was meeting and pursuing unto marriage the young girl who became Mrs P. Everything good in my life now, seems to stem from that.

I was part of a ...

I'm nearly finished with Charles' Dickens' Hard Times -- quite an accomplishment for me. I hate Dickens. But I try to read him every year because, somehow, I feel that by not liking him (at least a little), then he wins. And I like to win. A very much lot, I do.

And here's the thing: I love Hard Times. If only I had tried to read this before Little Dorritt or A Tale of Two Cities then maybe I could have defeated my anti-Dickensian-ness much earlier. And I would have spared me from ...

I got an e-mail yesterday from school about one of my classes, they moved it so I had to change my schedule a bit a drop a very interesting class called adaptation about classic books adapted to movies. It sucks but I had to make a choice and animals in books and bad guys are more interesting.

I thought about how lost I think I am in this odd place and looked around and realized that I am no more lost than other people they just show it in different ways and maybe don't think that ...

Heh. Went shopping today. All was pretty normal. Just as we're almost home we notice a neighbouring street is blocked off by a police van. Interesting......
Oh. Hang on. Before that.

Last night we were playing Scrabble again. It was quite late, sometime after 11pm or so. We were about half way through the game when we heard a lot of shouting outside. Seems someone was having an argument. Yuki ran to the door because strange voices get her excited. I wanted to see what was going ...

I suddenly hear this outburst of noise which sounded almost like a turkey or a chicken, and some scuffling in the front yard, and there are people who have chickens around here so at first I think maybe a chicken had wandered into the yard and one of the cats went after it.

I get up to walk to the front door to find out what was going on and at first all I see was this little dog on the porch and well I know the dog was not the one making the bird like noises, and I can still hear ...