a wolf angel is not a good angel

Well, my pseud, anyhow. I think of wolfa as being a fake viking, like a ren faire type, except with one of those helmets with the horns on it. Which is way more interesting than how I think of my real name (either boring or nursery rhymey, depending).
I pronounce the last syllable like -ah, if […]

I went out for a lovely meal with a friend, where mostly we discussed technicalities of the period (which I figured out is coming for me, which explains my mood, which is a good thing). And the food too was very good.
Except then I got home — I lent her some books so I could […]

I don’t know what to post about. I am, I think, PMSy. The cats are still unadopted. My cough is really bad and I now am out of breath almost as soon as I get outside (wages of cold air is death). I also hate websites that have internal links (for blogs, this is links […]

I thought I was the only person who has no idea who the next leader of the liberal party will be. Ignatieff? Long on ideas, short on political skill. I don’t like Bob Rae. Is anyone else even a contender anymore? I sort of am fond of Stephane Dion, but he’s likely only to be […]

What Kind of Reader Are You?
Your Result: Dedicated Reader

You are always trying to find the time to get back to your book. You are convinced that the world would be a much better place if only everyone read more.

Obsessive-Compulsive Bookworm

Literate Good Citizen

Book Snob

Non-Reader

Fad Reader

What Kind of Reader Are You?Create […]

I am sleeping very poorly.
Either I need to become noctural, or the cats need to be diurnal. My feet are not monkey bars.
In other news, my “can’t have them stuck in a cage!” feeling is dissipating very very quickly.

While at my parents’ house, my sister came running to me, very desperate. I had to help her right now! It looked like she had posted porn on her myspace bulletin board!
I went and deleted all the porn and win a billion trillion dollar links and stuff. Then I wanted to see if her […]

I’m not getting much interest in the kittens (who doesn’t want kittens?), so I’m hoping that this is the weekendness of it. I am so very, very loath to have them in a cage at the SPCA. They will be so sad, especially when they’re all but one adopted. They’ll be alone! Not with people […]

[this post edited on account of it being too silly]