I Choo Choo Choose You!

Dear Lowfish,

it's the afternoon of valentine's day. it's snowing a little bit. your "flakmot" is playing in my apartment. lowfish, let's be valentines.

Love, kyra

Gotta Get Out

I don't want to be here. Here as in Western. I have work to do for which I have no heart and if I don't get it done, and get it done well, I will fail the course, I'll be forced to withdraw from school and my parents' money will have been wasted. Not to mention years of my life. I want to find a job somewhere in Europe and forget about university for a while.

Dykes to Watch Out For

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Freeing the Web

Made a very interesting discovery this morning: the wireless network that i can access from Conk's apartment on King St is also available to me here on Kent St. That's a fair distance. I'm likin' it. It won't be too long before everybody is able just to buy a network card or whatever (computers are coming with WiFi built in now, aren't they?) and jump from network to network as they travel around the city. I wouldn't mind paying some kind of fee for a national wireless network. Very cool. The purchase of my card is definately feeling less extravagent.

EDIT
Throw rocks and cabbage at me, I'm an idiot.
The network that I get in my house isn't part of any widespread super-network -- it's a home network going by the name of its hardware, just like the one at Conk's apartment...bah! And here I thought I was living the cyber life. Well boourns to that. And boourns to my believing it while I'm tossing the boournes around.