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Lisa Marie arrives tomorrow and stays for ten days. My family in Toronto is tripping over themselves to be first in line to invite themselves over to meeting her. How they lack the tact to first of all wait to be invited, and second fail to see that it's inappropriate to introduce stress into our time together which we get so rarely is beyond me.
I have a new job, it's freelance work searching for and summarizing weblinks for university textbooks. The pay would cover about 1.5 months of my entire Toronto living expenses. I have two batches of 90 to do, with one due in 6 weeks and the other due in 12 weeks.
I have no job offers for the summer yet, and I've sent about four resumes out to public sector employers. I haven't worked in the private sector for four or five years so I'm quite unsure of how to get back into that racket. What compounds this problem is that Government jobs are hired for early, and campus jobs are hired for late. We're right now in the middle of the above.
I have a telephone interview for a job on Monday that would be in Calgary. I'd work for the Canadian Food Inspection Agency inspecting and evaluating animal carcasses "on the line" in a slaughterhouse. I've been to a chicken slaughterhouse before, it is degrading to the meaning of life. The pay however is unheard of for a student, 50% more than I've ever earned before. It would cover my share of my education finances for two years.
Lisa Marie is driving here. She expects it will take her 12 to 16 hours by car. I think this is a terrible idea and I'm on the record with her Mother, who didn't listen to me either, that I think that way. My request for a call roughly every four hours was ridiculed. She failed me. A test of a relationship is the capacity for one person to do something for the other that inconviences them, but is very important to that other.
I dropped a course at school. It would have hurt my GPA. It will make life more difficult and personally embarrasing as my classmates will know as there was a lab component. I'm quite mad, I can only hope that I can use that emotion positively.
I have a psoriasis mark under my right eye. It looks like a tear of blood. In a sick way I actually slightly like it.
I've been doing UV light treatment, akin to sun tanning, in response to my ever growing psoriasis. My skin has responded fairly well. This treatment has increased my risk of skin cancer over my life.
I would like to go back to Calgary this summer. I'd like to use the time to be with my Dad. For the last three years I've only ever been home for about a week at a time, every few months. And every year that I've been away from home I've become closer to my Dad as well. He has been treated for skin cancer and more than one serious eye infection in the last few years. He's almost 60. Sometimes I find myself thinking of what I will do when he is no longer here.
When I'm finished with all this I'd like to live in a place where I don't have to think about the quality of the air I'm breathing, and where nature is easily accessible.
I have a new job, it's freelance work searching for and summarizing weblinks for university textbooks. The pay would cover about 1.5 months of my entire Toronto living expenses. I have two batches of 90 to do, with one due in 6 weeks and the other due in 12 weeks.
I have no job offers for the summer yet, and I've sent about four resumes out to public sector employers. I haven't worked in the private sector for four or five years so I'm quite unsure of how to get back into that racket. What compounds this problem is that Government jobs are hired for early, and campus jobs are hired for late. We're right now in the middle of the above.
I have a telephone interview for a job on Monday that would be in Calgary. I'd work for the Canadian Food Inspection Agency inspecting and evaluating animal carcasses "on the line" in a slaughterhouse. I've been to a chicken slaughterhouse before, it is degrading to the meaning of life. The pay however is unheard of for a student, 50% more than I've ever earned before. It would cover my share of my education finances for two years.
Lisa Marie is driving here. She expects it will take her 12 to 16 hours by car. I think this is a terrible idea and I'm on the record with her Mother, who didn't listen to me either, that I think that way. My request for a call roughly every four hours was ridiculed. She failed me. A test of a relationship is the capacity for one person to do something for the other that inconviences them, but is very important to that other.
I dropped a course at school. It would have hurt my GPA. It will make life more difficult and personally embarrasing as my classmates will know as there was a lab component. I'm quite mad, I can only hope that I can use that emotion positively.
I have a psoriasis mark under my right eye. It looks like a tear of blood. In a sick way I actually slightly like it.
I've been doing UV light treatment, akin to sun tanning, in response to my ever growing psoriasis. My skin has responded fairly well. This treatment has increased my risk of skin cancer over my life.
I would like to go back to Calgary this summer. I'd like to use the time to be with my Dad. For the last three years I've only ever been home for about a week at a time, every few months. And every year that I've been away from home I've become closer to my Dad as well. He has been treated for skin cancer and more than one serious eye infection in the last few years. He's almost 60. Sometimes I find myself thinking of what I will do when he is no longer here.
When I'm finished with all this I'd like to live in a place where I don't have to think about the quality of the air I'm breathing, and where nature is easily accessible.