Good afternoon.
As I sit here in my apartment with a long weekend ahead of me, my thoughts are all over the place. I'm quite enjoying the Led Zeppelin playing in the background as I write. My chocolate supply is running dangerously low and InterMarché stopped their promotion on 70% Dégustation Pistache. I should be out drinking, but instead opted to stay in and watch Sherlock Holmes. I recommend to those of you who have not seen it to at least try it out. I quite enjoyed it.
My main issues are these: 1) I have an enormous project to do for my current Propaganda 101 class, which consists of destroying Wal-Mart's reputation in South America. Should be fun, but will be a lot of work.
2) More importantly, I need something to do for my week off in February. I need to be somewhere with hi-speed high-bandwidth wireless internet. So I can watch Olympic Hockey.
This second point raises a key issue. What drunken, dim-witted, unionized, left-leaning, 1st-generation (non)Canadian sack of sh*t determined Team Canada's schedule? Why am I stuck with the games at 1:30 am? I mean, I guess I could watch Finland or Belarus, but why? The only good thing is that the finals start at 9:30 pm my time. But I won't be anywhere with a decent internet connection, so that sucks. *sigh* I really hope the playoffs yield better watchability (that is, at least San Jose starts at 4 am, I can wake up for that).
Oh well. As the French conspire against me, I must conspire right back. Tomorrow I will again attempt to go skating (last time they decided not to open...) and on March 4th I will have the chance to tell dozens of rémois students that they should go to Western instead of uOttawa. The joke's on them.
Hope you all have a good evening. Til next time, then.
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