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rantings and ravings with little cohesion and plenty of pretension

 

The Non-Sailing Trip

I had a good night yesterday. I headed out with two girls from work. We were going to hit the town, but a better offer came up. Namely hanging out in one of their friends basement apartment. It was actually quite amusing and much cheaper. And the place totally reminded me of the first place I lived in Edmonton after I left Residence. The infamous Sweet Suite. Good memories.

Everyone there but us were music majors at UBC. Namely singing. You know what they talked about all night? Singing. They were also a fairly dramatic bunch, so there were many drunken fights and phone calls, and lots of crying. I may sound cold, but it was very funny.

We all crashed at one of the work girl's pretty house, and then headed off to a meeting with our boss today. We were going to go out on his boat. Which would have been really cool. But the weather was pretty nasty and he ended up treating us all to brunch instead. Which was very nice of him. He also gave me a lot of good advice on my big ass project. He even said that if I did a good enough job I might be able to get it published. That would be amazing. Imagine having a paper published, in an actual journal, with only my name on it. Before I even have a B.A. That would be a major accomplishment. I'm not getting my hopes up, cause seriously there's a pretty big "if" there. But still that would be a wonderful thing to have when applying to grad school.

I'm heading off to work in a little while. One of my charming Saturday night shifts. Fortunately I won't have these much longer, so I guess I shouldn't complain. And then I think I'll head to bed early, either that or get some cleaning done. Tomorrow's a big day!

 

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