Found on some random person's signature. The similiarity between the first person's name and my aunt is interesting.

The beaver, which has come to represent Canada as the eagle does the United States and the lion Britain, is a flat-tailed, slow-witted, toothy rodent known to bite off it's own testicles or to stand under its own falling trees.
-June Callwood

Canada is like an old cow. The West feeds it. Ontario and Quebec milk it. And you can well imagine what it's doing in the Maritimes.
- Tommy Douglas

Other life news...I'm staying home for thanksgiving, sniff. First time I've done that and had no one to celebrate with. I feel grad school sucks your soul out, one piece at a time. When I made the decision that I had to stay here in order to prepare for my defense I felt a little part of my soul escaping and being implanted in lab. Shrug. The things they do to you, how can you cope and remain sane? It's mostly psychological. I hope it ends when I become a postdoc; it also depends on the advisor. My wife has a great advisor. I've had two mediocre ones. Although my MS advisor is now actually nice to me. My theory is that scientists are very nice and friendly, unless they are your advisor. My good friend is a full professor, I really respect and like him, but apparently his grad students complain about him. So, I think it's really the whole advisor/student relationship which is so fucked up. If i were king...Seriously, we should outlaw this slavery. All i can feel, as I am two weeks away from defending, is that I am leaving prison, after doing serious hard time. That's the truth.

Anyway no other news, I'm doing lab work now, which is 'funner', I haven't done much in 6 months and discovered I really miss it.