for lack of a better blog

Hmmm, I think I have gone the longest stretch of not blogging a blog since my debut in September, 2005. What to write? A poem? Another entry of my "coffeeshop diaries" (which only I understand anyways)? Take everyone on a tour of Alberta's "World's Largest [insert item here]" complete with picture, description, and witty comment? Or how about just rambling on about whatever pops into this head of mine. Yes, that could be fun. Random, but fun.

Let's start with today. Today I wanted so badly to sleep as long as I possibly could. But then I started thinking about some of the errands I needed to run, and I couldn't really sleep...but oh how I tried. I finally got up after I realized that someone may be coming to my apartment for the annual inspection any time between 9am and 5pm any day this whole week, and I thought, wouldn't it be embarassing if I was sleeping...and not in a decent state, and they came in to do the inspection, and there I was, sprawled out in bed. How embarassing, if I must say. I don't know why they don't actually state the day that they're coming by, so that I can be atleast somewhat prepared. What if I'm in the shower? What if the place is a complete disastor? Why are they doing stupid annual inspections anyways? We just moved in two months ago, and they renovated the entire suite, so I don't think we could have put holes in ALL the walls, or stained the whole carpet, or burned the stove into smitherines. I think its stupid. I better hide my tip jar full of money so that it doesn't go missing. I don't trust these "inspectors."

Hmmm...what am I to write now? Tell a scandalous tale of romance? hmmm... perhaps a haiku would be appropriate. It is one I see written in my journal during my semantics class. Apparently it was during the section on propositional logic (for those of you who are unsure, a haiku is a three line poem, where the syllabic structure is 5, 7, 5, and verses don't rhyme):

Class from the devil
Comprehension is futile
Why me, oh, why me?

here's one on road rage:

cut off, temper flares
leaning on horn, grab the club
fist shaking in air

And perhaps a more "spiritual" haiku:

Rays of light shine through
old decrepid pottery
hope shows its color

Well, that's all I got for now. If anyone would like to submit a haiku, feel free. Throw one in there about Moons over my Hammy. Come on people, there hasn't been one submission to my contest! The prize is worth it, let me tell you!!