Mother Mary won't you whisper?

Linda and Mark came over last night! It hardly matters what they came for, but Linda was *in my house*. I'm pretty certain she didn't enjoy it, and she was sick besides, but I myself am really happy she came. I think Mark had to do some major pleading, but it worked.

We practiced our Team Limited Magic. Wow, is it ever tough. Team Powerpuff managed to put together three decks in an hour and a half, which is about a half-hour than we actually should have. One deck was decent, the other two were... mediocore. We need to start from scratch and try to build them again. Linda and Mark got into a little spat, as usual, but calmed down rather soon. I can understand Mark's frustration, since there were several "You guys should just play with Richard" and similar comments. I can understand that Mark does not want to feel like he's forcing Linda to be on the team. But Linda likes to rub it in when she has the upper hand (or gain it by making it seem like more of an ordeal than it is).

I still feel bad about Richard though, now that he's not part of the team anymore. I don't feel it's justified because he was training someone or something like that, and that's why he missed practice. On the other hand, we'd never get a chance to practice if we waited for him.

Mark also bought us starters for a new CCG, Wars. It's Star Wars, but without the Star. It looks like a pretty cool game... damn him for potentially starting another addiction!

I've started on "How to stop worrying and start living" by Dale Carnegie. I've always been pretty immune to worry myself, so I think I will record my own tips on the matter here. First tip: You can stop worrying about the future by knowing you're going to succeed.

We've all been in one situation or another we regret

If you don't know which song that line is from, I suggest you find out.
What a perfect, perfect song. The lyrics, the atmosphere, the tune.. it's all there. I'm so glad they're Canadian.

I've been taking this Dale Carnegie course for 2 weeks now (translation: two classes) and I think I'm actually going to enjoy standing up and talking in front of people. I wasn't nearly as terrified as I thought. Next week we have to talk about a significant moment in our lives... I think I'm going to use the moment that I found out what love is. The problem is that the story isn't very exciting. I had an epiphany on a bus ride one day. I don't remember where I was going, or where I came from, just that it suddenly dawned on me. And my mother was the source of it... she taught me what love is. So I guess she's done her job. And at a young age of 17, I tried to discover someone else who would realize the same... but my girlfriend back then, Catherine, was too immature to understand, and we broke up, but of course, that's when fate lead me to Nads. Man, that story isn't going to take close to 2 minutes. Maybe I should talk about the moment I learned about Jacques Lacan's theory of psychoanalysis instead.