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Oct. 17th, 2007 12:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
felis_ultharus"At last I know what I really want to be," Duncan said into the suddenly quiet room. 'an amoeba.'"
--- Margaret Atwood, The Edible Woman
For some reason, I've been thinking more and more about this quote during my shifts at work.
It hasn't been all bad. One of the new teachers at our school is gorgeous, sweet, and (unless my spider sense is in need of repair) gayer than $3.141 bill -- I have such a crush on him.
Editing goes well -- I hit the two-thirds mark yesterday in my massive edit, the seven-tenths today, and I expect to be three-quarters done tomorrow. At this rate, I should be donw my massive edit by October 24th, and all editing by the 27th or 28th.
It was also a misty morning this morning, which is always nice. Montreal never gets mists like BC, and what we do get comes more rarely; but it was still the first in a long time, and it made me happy.