When I was writing my MA thesis, I remember thinking that it was the most difficult thing I would ever have to do, and if I could finish it, I could accomplish anything. Now I'm trying to write a 25-page research paper in two and a half days after writing three exams in the past week and a half, and I don't think anything could ever have been harder than this. If I were more organized and had any kind of time management skills, it probably wouldn't be so bad, but sadly I'm an imbecile and my decade in university has taught me nothing. Remember, kids, stay the fuck out of school. It's bad for your health.

You'd think that spending my time in two different cities would mean I get to attend twice the number of readings, or at least slightly more. Wrong. I get to miss all the readings. Everything is going down in Calgary between now and April 30. Everything is starting in Vancouver on April 30. Where will I be on April 30? Heading east on Highway 1.

I'm particularly upset about missing the Nod magazine launch, featuring derek beaulieu, jason christie, angela rawlings and jon paul fiorentino.

As I was contemplating the irony of my plan to spend the summer in Calgary to save money depending on my having enough money to get to Calgary, which I don’t, my GST cheque arrived, bumping me up to flat-broke from in-the-hole. I love unanticipated government cheques. What I don’t love is relying on unanticipated government cheques at this stage in my life. Actually what I really don’t love is trying to distract myself from my inefficient studying habits by writing blog posts that end up not being witty, or even interesting. That and gerund-ridden sentences. Ugh.

Today I have read that the family is a crisis the justice system is failing that the federation is fragile but bound in doctrines that the dust kicked up is falling in fanciful curlicues across shafts of light. I would like to be wounded by words but itch more like touched nerves or sweat glands.

Today I have bathed in light only I haven't today I stood in spring rain to smoke today I have lazed and sternly scolded my habits and affected nothing. Today I have not resisted closure and not resisted angst. For these my art is not an art but typing "I don't understand this censure."

I like this provision. It's elegant, concise and confusing. Just what law should be.

2. (1) Subject to subsection (2), persons related by consanguinity, affinity or adoption are not prohibited from marrying each other by reason only of their relationship.
(2) No person shall marry another person if they are related (a) lineally by consanguinity or adoption; (b) as brother and sister by consanguinity, whether by the whole blood or by the half-blood; or (c) as brother and sister by adoption.
Marriage (Prohibited Degrees) Act, 1990, c. 46