Now they've gone too far!
A mosquito bit me on the face! Grr...
The intent and purpose of this blog is to inform my loved ones (that's you!) of my comings and goings. While I do love writing and receiving emails, sometimes it just isn't possible to correspond with each of you individually. You may call it "laziness". I call it "proper time management".
I have been charged this weekend with watching the dog while Rob is in Toronto, presumably for Gay Pride weekend. Although the issue of him being homosexual has not been confirmed, the consensus around the house is that he is...not that there is anything wrong with that...
As I was typing in the title for this post I just realized that the translation for "pot pourri" is "rotten pot". A bit disgusting actually.
I would love to say that this week has been endlessly productive and tiringly busy, but in fact, it has not been.
For those of you that haven't heard, there are some exciting things happening at the CSCHAH. Scientists here have discovered a vaccine that is effective at preventing infection from Marburg and Ebola viruses in non-human primates. This may lead to the production of a human vaccine. Marburg to date, has killed hundreds of people in Angola in the ongoing outbreak.
I have noticed something really bizarre about Winnipeg, that I am not used to: everyone seems to meet their significant other at a young age and get married. As a result, most of the people my age (at work) are married or are in serious long-term relationships. When I mentioned this to one of my co-workers, she confirmed my suspicions: Winnipeggers (this is what they call themselves) don't get out much, hence don't meet many people, and so just settle for the first "decent" person that comes along. I find this to be at once funny and depressing. Having been already pegged by the Peggers as a Big City girl (despite my reassurances that I am a Hamiltonian), I am shocked by this attitude. Maybe I'm a romantic...but, isn't it better to be alone and dating than settling for someone who is "good enough"?? They claim that there aren't a lot of options in terms of types of people to meet or places to meet them. Maybe I've just been spoiled when living in Toronto and Vancouver in that, when you go to school you are more or less delivered a set of friends that you can pick and choose from. But, I think it goes beyond that. While the people at work are very friendly, I don't know if we will ever get beyond the at work acquaintance relationship that we have going. And, frankly...not sure if I really care. I know that sounds perhaps a little Big City snobby of me...but some of them are such boring homebodies that sometimes during our lunchtime conversations I fear that I may just stab myself with a fork to add a new dimension to the conversation. Case in point, the conversation frequently finds its way to the topic of gardening. While I can appreciate how some people may find gardening to be a relaxing and rewarding hobby...it really just isn't my cup of tea. I have never had a green thumb, and in the very very far away future, when I buy a house and feel the need to garden, I most likely will fill it with plants that can be eaten or that require little attention (especially weeding, daily waterings, fertilizing). Many things that I would much rather do.
You may have noticed that today my blog has a few additions. And if you haven't, well, I will point them out to you.
I am currently at work. I just finished writing a report, and I have an hour before I am due to leave. Not too keen on starting something new, which would most likely be reading from the "Molecular Microbiology" textbook that Jane plopped on my desk yesterday. Writing on my blog seems like a nice alternative. Just don't tell anyone.