........is the resident friendly ghost that haunts the Imaging lab I am working at. Its located at the old part of the Sunnybrook hospital. The people at my new work relished sharing this story with me of apparent noises of -chairs pulled, walking, shutters etc- heard early mornings and late nights. Ofcourse I didn't believe them and completely forgot about it. Then this morning I came in early and sure enough started hearing explicit random noises of coughing and chairs being pulled. I thought the Physicist is in. Half an hour later I go to pick up the phone and ...guess what? no one is in the lab except me! No one came in until an hour later. The whole time every few minutes I'd hear sounds on the other end of the lab, too scared to turn around.
So now along with working with vampire-ish students and RAs who never turn on any lights or open windows(coz god forbid a ladybug should wander in), I'll be working with a ghost. Just wonderful.

In other news-I'm loving the freedom of living on my own, though still being the good girl. Annoyingly so. I still come home by 6, put my clothes away in the proper place, keep the kitchen neat, do productive things like reading or painting post dinner. Its like my mother is directing my subconsciously.. GAAH....thats it I'm going to start partying like crazy next week starting this friday. Ice. I need more Ice.
Tusch has stopped crying and has turned into a rascal with all the indulging I have been doing- biting my brand new beaded curtains, pulling all my clothes down, climbing everything . On the plus side, he has also turned Bangali- I've caught him eating with his hands :D

TIFF has started....and I'm still not sure which movie I want to see or even which celebrity to stalk. Why can't anyone interesting(aka HOT) like Depp or Damon or Jackman ever come to the TIFF?
Oh well maybe I can spot Saif Ali Khan when he's down here for the concert of 26th :)