"Kevin has a crush" post #38
The other student who is working with the school board for the summer -- Stacey -- is working at St. Pats with me for the next week or so, so we can get the old systems out of the classrooms ASAP. Unfortunately, she seems to actually show up at 8:30 and leave at 4:00. At least she's a fan of taking long lunches (but don't tell Kaarlo!).
She's done third year taking Music Education at Western (so I guess she's two years older than me), has a brother who was in CBC's "Band Camp" and that's about all I know. Oh, and she smells pretty. (Of course, I know more about her, after hanging out for 6 hours today, but this is a blog, not a personals ad) For some reason, I stank of an unmentionably stench today. I don't know where it came from, I wasn't sweating much, and my sweat doesn't even smell like that.
So I should say now, I work until 4 on weekdays, so no need to call me before then.
I had an expensive lunch. I parked at a meter in such a way that I knew which meter I was parked at, but for some reason forgot to put money in. So, as I'm eating my meal at the Golden Wok, I see some guy with a funky machine standing next to my car. Well, that added ten dollars (and fifteen minutes of finding 500 Donald St. East) to my lunch tab. I feel like such a felon. Well, I just think of it as a contribution to the government.
Listening to... At the Drive In - Hulahoop Wounds
Link of the moment... Shit, does this sound like me?
She's done third year taking Music Education at Western (so I guess she's two years older than me), has a brother who was in CBC's "Band Camp" and that's about all I know. Oh, and she smells pretty. (Of course, I know more about her, after hanging out for 6 hours today, but this is a blog, not a personals ad) For some reason, I stank of an unmentionably stench today. I don't know where it came from, I wasn't sweating much, and my sweat doesn't even smell like that.
So I should say now, I work until 4 on weekdays, so no need to call me before then.
I had an expensive lunch. I parked at a meter in such a way that I knew which meter I was parked at, but for some reason forgot to put money in. So, as I'm eating my meal at the Golden Wok, I see some guy with a funky machine standing next to my car. Well, that added ten dollars (and fifteen minutes of finding 500 Donald St. East) to my lunch tab. I feel like such a felon. Well, I just think of it as a contribution to the government.
Listening to... At the Drive In - Hulahoop Wounds
Link of the moment... Shit, does this sound like me?
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