Back in Toronto for the long weekend. Actually, a super-sized long weekend, as I like to call it, seeing as how I took Friday's classes "psycho-social aspects of Heart Disease" off and got home early. Was expecting to get some work done today, but alas, no go (surprise, surprise). Spent some time at the World's Biggest Bookstore. Find myself in the odd situation these days of wandering around bookstores without seeing anything that I particularly wanted to read. Finally settled on an Italian cookbook to use my credit note on. Still, I wonder why I can't find anything to read. Possibly, it could be due to the fact that I just don't read enough magazines/newspapers or spend enough time browsing in the bookstores lately. I will do my best to remedy that situation in the coming months.

As of now, some books that I might want to read: Michael Chabon's Summerland, Noam Chomsky's Indispensable Reader and maybe Manufacturing Consent. Michael Moore's Stupid White Man possibly, and can't be pressed to name anymore at this particulary moment.