And it’s finally the day…


Please update your bookmarks: In order to commemorate my 500th post, i have relocated this blog to: and renamed it Sybilla Oritur.


Long-lost friends regained and upcoming milestones


Perhaps one of the best feelings of this past year has been re-establishing old friendships – discovering after years of sporadic contact that you still have much in common with a loved one and that there is a whole cornicopia of new, wonderful stuff to share.
the best thing i’ve got going right now is likely the best friend status – yeah to friendships begun in kindergarten, strengthened in grade 5 and ebbing by grade 11 to be resurrected in grad school.
i’ve also found anew my first boyfriend, my first new friend from high school and my first boss to be younger than me.
I hate people. I love individuals.

I am rapidly approaching my 500th post. Reaching number 500 seems to signify something… like that i should invest in web-hosting and relocate again, for good. That i should develop my own lay-out. That i should start an honest-to-goodness food blog. all of the above. none of the above. any suggestions?

The highlight of today was simple: i was dragging a cart filled with groceries across a busy intersection when a freshly washed white car stopped completed within and surpassing the crosswalk. i yelled at the woman driver. she made a face at me… i proceeded to life my foot and pretend to kick her car screaming that “it’s a motherfucking crosswalk bitch!” she backed up (because there was no one behind her).

Have i mentioned that i hate people?

Missing: Reward


Lost: One copy of The Fates of Illustrious Men by Giovanni Boccaccio, edited, translated and abridged by Louis Brewer Hall. This work is a very rare used-book find which has caused me to tear my room apart, dump years’ of work on the floor in despair and move much furniture. If i have lent you this book (either purposefully or in error), PLEASE contact me as i need it to complete my thesis and replacing it will cost me a small fortune.
Your reward: My undying devotion accompanied with an ice cream from the parlour of your choice.

Accompanying prayer: Dear God, i know i don’t believe in you, but please don’t let this be like the opal ring which disappeared behind my dresser before my very eyes over five years ago and still hasn’t re-materialized despite numerous attempts to uncover its hiding spot and extensive renovation.

SPAM and passwords


For some unknown reason, facebook was importing notes from a celebrity news website from this page. I have had to come up with a new password (i loved my old password) and change it everywhere. Very upsetting. Sniff.

Facebook: What Drives me Crazy


I like the idea of Facebook – i really do. i realize that in this transient portion of our lives it is much too easy to lose contact with people we will regret losing, and that networking will be an important aspect of the rest of our lives. if i ever move across the country, i hope to be able to reach out and touch those people i already know, but otherwise would be unaware now live in that neighbourhood. it is much easier to chat with someone on facebook to build a connection than it is to email the guy or girl you lent your notes to once in class.
that said, i do not understand the people from high school who contact me to add me to their friends’ list. there are many people from high school that i wish i had kept in contact with – many of them are also my friends on facebook. There are lots of people i regret not having made more of an effort with – but i think they knew who they were before this facebook phenomenon as i try to run into them as much as possible and became friendlier as high school was rapidly ending and i knew my last chances were being used up.
If we spoke all of three times in high school, which lasted five whole years and likely included at least a dozen opportunities for us to work together on group projects, be on the same team in gym, etc. – do you think there was really a connection worth cultivating? this isn’t like the men and women i meet in class, but we are both so busy that going for coffee never works out – or if it does, it’s on a twice a year basis because our schedules conflict, yadayada. If you or i wanted to be friends, we would have at least said hi in the halls, don’t you think?
i never know how to respond to said people. it’s not that i am mean. i just try and write on the facebook walls or email or talk to “friends.” it’s difficult to do that when there are “clutterbugs” on my friend list. i won’t delete those i accepted many moons ago (haha), but i am not adding anymore. pls stop asking me over and over again.

feeling self-important


If you askjeeves the following question: what is guilt and internalization, my blog entry from 04/04/06 comes up as the fourth result. It’s one of the first times that a more scholastic post of mine has ever been picked up by a search engine and someone arrived here. I get a lot of visitors with regards to the post on incest (who woulda thunked it?).

As one of the last posts that i will get from reading anything non-scholastic, because i have neither the time nor the money to read newspapers and magazines even though i love them, i will share this Canadian-tidbit with you:

Saturday November 25th, 2006’s Montreal Gazette, by Misty Harris:

Canadian outhouse is ranked among Top 10 in world: Tourism is in the toilet, experts agree;

A Canadian outhouse has been named “one of the world’s most memorable bathrooms” by USA Today in a Top-10 list that includes 24- carat gold toilets from Hong Kong and an International Space Station toilet that defies gravity.

The humble commode, situated outside the Terratima Lodge in Alberta’s Rocky Mountains, is a rustic A-frame wonder resembling a wood teepee with no door. Privacy is granted only by the surrounding trees, leaving those who are “doing their business” free to take in the view of the valley below.

Though it may sound absurd, experts say experiential toilets such as the one at Terratima are an increasingly important part of any tourism infrastructure.

According to a study out of Singapore, conducted in co-operation with the World Toilet Association, public restrooms not only influence visitors’ impression of a country, they also draw people to an area and support surrounding services.

You might think of it as the theory of toilet tourism: if you install them, travellers will come.

“What a Visitors Welcome Centre is, essentially, is a toilet stop surrounded by revenue-generating opportunities. That’s what makes them economically viable,” says Richard Chisnell, founding member of the WTA.

Urban tourism officials are getting the message.

This month, Victoria debuted “pop-up” night urinals designed to curb public urination on city streets between 10 p.m. and 3 a.m. Nocturinals, if you will.

Vancouver city officials, meanwhile, are awaiting the arrival of eight fully automated, high-tech public toilets that self-sanitize as well as monitor the length of time a user is in the restroom to minimize crime.

The Australian government has funded a national toilet map that directs the full-bladdered to one of 14,000 public and private toilets across the country, with online users able to download the loo lowdown onto a Global Positioning System device.

And in Beijing, where more than 10 per cent of visitor complaints are related to restroom facilities, authorities are spending more than $50 million renovating and installing thousands of five-star “tourism toilets” in advance of the 2008 Olympics.

“Toilets have a big impact on tourism,” says Chisnell, who notes places known for having poor public restrooms often lack foot traffic as a result.

Claire Kennedy, who has run the Terratima Lodge for more than 30 years, says she “can’t imagine” why anyone would document the best places to go when you have to go. But she’s tickled at the international interest. “When they phoned from USA Today, I just couldn’t believe it,” she says.

The book is available at for about $12. it could be an interesting christmas present for the person who has everything.

the LAPD on myspace


Today’s edition of La Presse includes an interesting article by Nicolas Berube that is pertinent to those of us who write in cyberspace. Apparently, the LAPD recently launched a myspace account to help reach its recruiting goal of one thousand new officers in the upcoming year. Unlike other myspace pages (and i really don’t like myspace, don’t expect me to be giving in to that trend anytime soon, facebook was enough of a sell-out for one year), the site does not include favourite music or films or links to YouTube videos – which is good because considering publicity the recent video of an officer beating a suspect that is still pending investigation were available on the site. It does, however, provide the user with information about police work, photographs of the police officers in action and a short video from the mayor of Los Angeles, Antonio Villaraigosa.

Apparently, the site receives about 5 to 10 emails a day from individuals looking for information about the recruiting process – but this article doesn’t provide the statistics regarding how many emails were received before the launch of the myspace site. Myspace remains the third most popular website accessed in the United States (after Yahoo! and Google), but i honestly cannot see the value of having a myspace account rather than maintaining a clear and coherent website that will also be accessible through search engines.

Individual officers have their myspace accounts and, in fact, the entire department has a blog. The main benefit of myspace, in my mind, is likely that it gives the recruiting agency something to put in their portfolio of attempts to reach a younger public without any cost…of course, how much did they guy who posted their website get paid?

What ever happened to going around to high schools and community colleges? To tables in the metro? To initiatives at government employment banks? One would imagine that it would not be THAT difficult to find people to fill shoes that pay between $52 000 and $70 000 US a year.

You can find a copy of the La Presse article here.

The LAPD’s Myspace website can be found here.

The LAPD’s blog is hosted at