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What you're really reading for...

The April Agon contest went rather well, I must say. James and I put the forums to task over the last month or so in order to gather some weekly poetry/prose from prompts we'd put out. The results were really great, and there were some specific people who shone quite brightly.

The overall bestest person ever award (Which will be given anually, I'm told) goes to lovetodeviate who put up a great effort each week, and took the checkered flag in two of those four weeks. Please go give the finale article a read and show it some love.

deviantART in General

I've been keeping up every day (except yesterday, because the net was down) with things, so I am checking notes. I'll be going on a DD scouring mission when I get back to my house (Monday) and have luckily managed to get the ports I need unblocked at my University (I have pull) in order to access all my applications. This means that during boring lectures, I can spend some time on deviantART.

I have decided to re-shift my focus on the site. I know that I've been distant for some time, but I think it's doing no one any favours just hiding out all the time. I don't have any belief that it is hindering those who really want to get things done, but I think they may have to go through alternative channels, and that's not fair to everyone else.

My AIM is Aoril Kilad, my MSN is coshdaddy@gmail.com, which is also my email and GTalk contact. I hang out in #dAlit when I can. Come talk to me. I don't bite.

Do they even have Cheerios there?

My trip overseas is slowly coming to close. I know I didn't offer any updates the last month besides my mention at the beginning, but I was honestly chained to a desk for most of April. April Agon was the only time I could devote to dA, while also dealing with misc. drama (I shortened misc. because I can't remember how to spell it! I am also writing this with my wireless off so I can't look it up)

I left on the 26th. I left from work, where I was actually just signing off, handing in my security badge and running to a lunch with my manager to discuss future plans over some Fuscilli. Needless to say, I didn't get much a chance to calm down until I sat on the plane. Even then, I was buzzing.

I was going to finish reading Alice Sebold's The Lovely Bones, which I did bring, or perhaps shine off the last bit of Todd's book, A Knife Transcendent, but I actually found one at the airport that I decided to give a bit of a read. I had heard about Freakonomics somewhere before. Perhaps on Wired.com, which I read a lot during lunch at work. Either way, it sounded interesting enough. And it was.

I really goddamn enjoyed it. Normally I don't take to business oriented books, because I find them trite, but I quite liked this one. Economics is a science I enjoy. Very math, very stats, very sociological and empirical. This book kind of cemented that. So, yeah, a little non-fiction that's not history focused and I actually got through it.

You're a mass transit system

She was not nearly as shy as she was when I got there last time. The airport was smaller, too, and she wasn't late (for once...I'll get an ear full when she reads that). I almost made us leave without paying the parking fee, but we found a spot. We then headed to her parent's house and had a bit of a time just chilling out there. Toni had an interview (that ended up being canceled), which changed our plans from going out to just letting me sleep and watch some TV.

We rented a few movies for the weekend. Saturday. We picked up The Departed, The Night Listener ( nhjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj -- that's the cat, Calamity) and Pan's Labyrinth. We really wanted to see the latter, I really wanted to see the former, and the guy at the shop recommended the middle one (which I wanted to see in theatres, but couldn't get enough interest in to see it). Pan's Labyrinth was really as good as the reviews have been. Perhaps a bit more, as Jon-Law put it, Schindler's List than Narnia, which I wasn't expecting, but it was still a fantastic film. Toni and I are still arguing over whether or not the fantasy aspect was metaphorical or an actual aspect of the story. I really enjoyed The Departed. It was pretty in-line with what happened in Infernal Affairs, a Hong Kong action-flick which the movie was based off of. All but one key thing, which I picked up on and caught the ending kind of quickly because of it. Scorcese really at his best there. We both agreed that The Night Listener was underwhelming. Could've been much better. It was alright, just nothing particularly special. Very tense, though. Which is how a lot of Robin Williams more serious endeavours have gone for me (One Hour Photo, Final Cut, etc.)

I am no good with dates or order, so I'm just going to keep writing as it comes.

We spent some time in this really lovely spot not too far from her house. It's a farm, petting zoo, craft shop and gardening centre kind of thing. Just really everything that sums what is The Toni. I took a lot of pictures (some of which I'll upload when I get back) and got beaten in a game of horseshoes, but only if you ever ask me again, I'll deny it. I also found some ENGRISH in one of the shops. Needless to say, we both were very happy.

We watched Any Dream Will Do, which is basically American Idol except they get a more solid job after. We're also watching it right now, which is nice. Just a sit by the TV, which has really been a lot of what we've done. Just talk, sit and enjoy.

We spent the day in York yesterday. It was a really lovely. York is a very historic city, all old buildings, churches and river-side cafés. Took quite a few pictures from there, too.

We had a few really great times just in the pubs. There was one there, the Golden Lion, that was really great. It's pretty much my vision of what an English Pub should be like, and we basically sat on this leather couch and munched chips. I think that's the test they make you take to actually get citizenship. I passed.

There was a dungeon there, as well, which was a lot of fun. We didn't actually go in, but the both of us cautiously entering to find a price, was just such a great scene. I'm as big a wuss as any. I hate being scared, and I just know that those places are programmed to make you feel this way.

You know what they say about...

A lot of my favourite times have been just walking Huxley. She walks a lot, too, I can barely keep up. The countryside we've walked along has just been beautiful. Lovely fields of rape (ha!) and rolling hills. Gives us time to talk, too, which, as I said, has been something we've done a lot. Just talk. Which is great.

It's just really been fantastic being here. I know I may talk about it too much, but I know that she'll be reading this, and this is as much a letter to her as anything. I really don't want to go, but I know that we'll meet up again before we know it. It just has to happen, as far as I see it. I feel at home with her.