Temporary Insanity

So, I'm off to Montreal this weekend for two weeks; however, before I leave I suddenly realize I absolutely must have my flower beds and garden planted. Sounds good, right? Sure, until I decide to dig a fire pit in my back yard, mow the lawn and rototill the crap out of the soil, plant some trees, put in a rock step to the kitchen door and set up a timed water system to everything with a slightly shady timer.

Which would be good if I didn't also have to plan a menu, create recipes, and compile a shopping list for a camp of 50 or so people by Thursday.

I'm a busy little bee about to have a nervous breakdown. At least I can reassure T-dot that procrastination doesn't end when you graduate - it's a lifetime commitment.

Maybe I can score some wicked clothes... something hot like the little number below.

Yah. Don't even have to comment on that one.

I online attempting to determine where Concordia University is, where the Students For A Free Tibet camp is being held, and discovered an amazing secret...unbeknownst to most and to my great surprise, Montreal is actually architecturally designed out of pink paper and coloured yarn.
Maybe I'll run into / stalk Leondard Cohen. To all my K-town friends I'm showing up on Thursday hope I can connect with a few of you.