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I just got 9 Christmas cards in the mail!!!
Too bad they were ones that I sent out, sans postage.
I used to be smarter.
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Actually, that's something I've been thinking a lot about over the break. I was remembering that I used to read, I used to feel informed, that I could form a well thought out opinion about something meaningful. I could write a mean paper. I'm sure I haven't lost the capabilities that I spent thousands of dollars developing over years at St.F.X., but I feel like if I don't revive them I'm going to end up suffering some sort of intellectual atrophy. I'm hoping that Margaret Atwood and Oliver Sacks are going to help me out.
I spent a lot of time with my friend Lindsay, who was home from Victoria, over the break. It was really, really great. It also gave me a bit of a kick-start into thinking about myself (other than the selfish way in which I have fallen into), and how I want to be a more balanced person. Right now I complain about how I never have any time to do the things that I want to do, but how many hours do I spend sitting in front of this stupid computer doing nothing, really -- do my music and pictures really need to be better organized (bad example, they really do)? Point being, I guess, that if I can learn to manage my work-time better, and procrastinate less, I will have way less work to do at home, freeing up time to do things that I really want to do... like be a better person. For serious!
I'm really hoping that one of the two people who phoned to see my apartment will take it, and that Amelie and I will be roomies.
I'm also really hoping that by some stroke of luck, Team Inverness will make it to Halifax for New Year's Eve. Fingers and toes crossed.
Too bad they were ones that I sent out, sans postage.
I used to be smarter.
...
Actually, that's something I've been thinking a lot about over the break. I was remembering that I used to read, I used to feel informed, that I could form a well thought out opinion about something meaningful. I could write a mean paper. I'm sure I haven't lost the capabilities that I spent thousands of dollars developing over years at St.F.X., but I feel like if I don't revive them I'm going to end up suffering some sort of intellectual atrophy. I'm hoping that Margaret Atwood and Oliver Sacks are going to help me out.
I spent a lot of time with my friend Lindsay, who was home from Victoria, over the break. It was really, really great. It also gave me a bit of a kick-start into thinking about myself (other than the selfish way in which I have fallen into), and how I want to be a more balanced person. Right now I complain about how I never have any time to do the things that I want to do, but how many hours do I spend sitting in front of this stupid computer doing nothing, really -- do my music and pictures really need to be better organized (bad example, they really do)? Point being, I guess, that if I can learn to manage my work-time better, and procrastinate less, I will have way less work to do at home, freeing up time to do things that I really want to do... like be a better person. For serious!
I'm really hoping that one of the two people who phoned to see my apartment will take it, and that Amelie and I will be roomies.
I'm also really hoping that by some stroke of luck, Team Inverness will make it to Halifax for New Year's Eve. Fingers and toes crossed.