So after that first update I failed to keep tabs on what I was doing over my short vacation so we'll have to summarize it here. There are pictures and text.
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Today I called things off, at least kinda temporarily, with Greg and James. I felt extremely shitty about it but I was doing a crap job answering texts compared to for example a few months ago. I'm sure I'll feel differently later but for now school is eating up all my time. Even if it is good for me to talk to people who aren't academics or recent university grads.

On the other hand I powered through the first draft (read: basically the final draft) of my report for Transport demand - the one where I was all "WTF IS THIS". It turns out that the thing I wanted had been covered in the last lecture but went bloop over my head so I totally missed it when skimming my notes.

But to reiterate I feel like a tool. I'm a little worried that I'm losing my marbles again too. Like the saying that "When a man is tired of London, a man is tired of life." So when a person stops seeing Thor with power tools and nerd brain. Well. Maybe I'm too hyped up about DOGS.



FML.

In other news:
- I found a cute webcomic about hockey players.
- The postdoc needs more opinion, more context, less review in the literature review. Meeting tomorrow.
- Need to clean up my Maple Syrup freight paper for the 22nd
- need to fix my transport & development assignment
- going to have to show up next friday after all...
- Need to knock together 3 pages of progress report for freight
- need to make up a presentation for the 22nd for the stupid ass literature review.
- supposed to think of a thesis topic somehow in the middle of this..
- need to get snow pants

It's both better and worse than it looks because I intend to spend most of next week alternating between cooking stuff (bouilabaisse, pie???) walking in circles, cuddling, and being totally useless.

I think that a;ksjdf;ak other paper was the thing I needed to get out of this funk again, though... I can do all this now. Except the literature review. Fuck that shit. I'm so tired of this. 

Pit bull:


Will Smith

Pit bull


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I drove to East Point park today to find the gothic-romantically named geocache Finnegan's Tomb. Sadly it was a nofind but I will be back later. The beach is as lovely as I remembered it to be. Then I remembered that Charles and I spent a nice day there once in the summer. Well, I had a blast that day. He probably didn't enjoy it as much. I recall him cringing at the crumbling footpaths at the Cathedral Bluffs too. And doing phone things while I was clambering over the rocks in the surf. His loss.

My dad's dropping me off at Thompson Park later en route to work so I can make up the loss caching there.

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Marlene Arpe dead at 50

That woman's photo column was my #1 reason to read the Sunday Star. I will miss her and Celebrity Tongue and Disembodied Hands.