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Alright, I love the smell of writing a blog in the morning. It smells like... victory. So it's Wednesday morning, and these are the days my friend Nick and I, record our Podcast, Fuklemonde. That's french for "fuck the world". I won't say too much more about it, but if you're interested, pm me and maybe i'll send you a link.

In the meantime, in the part of Canada I live, we had freezing rain last night, and I literally almost got into a terrible car accident, on a road that CLEARLY had no road maintenance, even consider salting it. I was sliding for a good ten seconds, which is an eternity when it's pitch black through the windows, and all you're doing is sliding. But then I thought, this is like a metaphor for the region. For those of you who've never been to Kitchener/Waterloo, Ontario... We are a University city, some big businesses in the heart of downtown Kitchener, some just outside, and Waterloo has 2 University campuses over there, in Waterloo. Here and there in between are struggling, but good-moment-having venues and Portland OR-like cafes and artistic places, with the art-rich neighbourhood we bless ourselves with having. Everything else is made up of druggies, blue-collar folks, newfies (don't laugh, my Mom's from the East Coast), and in an increasingly more impossible region for anyone to desire either living in, or buying a house in. If you're a yuppie moving in from Toronto, have fun here, the rest of us have to look elsewhere.

So, sometimes I have to worry just a little bit and wonder, where does that put me on the spectrum? Without giving the person who may read this, too much of an insight.. the decisions I made in my education between childhood and now, have led me to a full-time job in a Pork Factory, following (not too closely) by 10+ years working retail, at Partsource. I studied Music and Broadcasting at College, and no career there. My girlfriend and I want to move in together, but before that i've had to seriously work some things out, like how... and other things like, how. I have SOME answers for that, but it still  remains a mystery.

The other frustration, is that she lives in another city, about 45 minutes away off 401/6 hwy, and works regular hours, which means I only get to see her from Friday night to Sunday morning... which should answer the question you wouldn't ask probably: why do you never say yes to Saturday over-time shifts, Todd? So, to give you SOME insight, i'm anxiously awaiting to hear back from Conestoga College in the next couple of weeks, to find out if I got accepted. If so, i'll be going back to school for Office Administration-Executive (in the category of...Business? whaaat). So wish me luck on that. I seem to have an easy time with/interest in, typing at length, simply for my own amusement, and solitary work :P...

And so concludes this morning's stream of consciousness. Have a good day!

PS: If you ever see me having written a british-ism, it's cause I secretly want to live in England (not the England riddled with economic and other problems of today, but maybe 20yrs-10yrs ago when my favourite bands were still coming out of there), Cheers!

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