2003-02-15
5:25 p.m.
you made this big thing out of the limping
So trapped by the cold. The -40 windchill. Everything - groceries, bills, matte board, colour prints, exercise, fun - is so difficult. I keep checking weather.ca for signs of reprieve. They say zero on tuesday, but from here I find it hard to believe. I tried walking home last night in fishnets and a thin coat, and when a cab picked me up halfway I tipped him seven on three for saving my thumbs from falling off. Warm air and the ease of sandals-on-leave-house seem impossible right now. * Thanks to vanishing point, it turns out I have to hate W.O. Mitchell. I don't enjoy hating classic Canadian authors, but I am baffled and outraged by his patronizing cruelty. I can't believe it was printed. And I won't sit back and say "Well, he's telling it like it is! Someone has to be honest!" because I don't believe it. * Well, I got Mr. Plaskett's post-show sweat on my right hand last night, and he repeated my name and chatted. And sometime in the summer, all good things willing, I'll lift up my hair to feel the sweat on the back my neck, try to imagine being this frozen, and laugh at the very idea of winter. so we couldn't tell you to go to hell
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