I’m in a cab, heading down the DVP, listening to the Arcade Fire. Heading home.

Free from the compound, brain bursting with newfound knowledge and memories of friends growing closer in two month time lapse. Listening to brilliance, heading home to my wife. It’s not often we get to feel this alive.

One year down. Three to go. I can’t fucking wait.

“Fifty Cent is such shit.”

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Jeeeeeeeuuuuuuuust about done. Presentation this morning, exam this afternoon. It’s been an easy one so far…I won’t be falling asleep in the cab on the way home this week.

So…what’d I miss?

Day 4: still no role playing. Still no group hugs. Still no overt emotion. And today we watched an episode of The Office. Kick ass.

I’m a wee bit sore today. After playing basketball Monday night, I played ultimate (frisbee) last night. There were more than 20 of us out there playing, though only a few people knew how. Fun, if a little disjointed and tough because of the wind. At 15-15 we called it a draw.

Last night was the first time we worked a bit late, but it was more fun than work and we still got to the bar in plenty of time. It’s been an easy week so far.

Brian Mulroney: a fuckstick for the ages.

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A much better leader had a more graceful exit today though. The game will miss him.

I just played basketball for over an hour with a bunch of guys I’m pretty sure are a lot younger than me. I feel kinda old now. Still, I think I held my own.

Ah, who’m I kidding? They’re all sitting around right now laughing at the old guy.

Pitchfork seems to like the new Sigur Ros disc just fine.

Good. It’s absurd that Ontario allowed “religious tribunals” in the first place.