Wednesday, April 09, 2008

And You Thought Your Job Blew

When you're mad about your job and think it blows then read this. In fact this job can literally blow.

http://www.cbc.ca/news/reportsfromabroad/mcguffin/20080407.html

Now if that job doesn't take nerves of steel and a great deal of luck then I don't know what does! Hopefully that is both a reminder of how much life in Canada is great and how support of nations in need like that is important!

Saturday, April 05, 2008

This Time of Year

I think this might just be my favourite time of the year. Sure people's basements flood, the roads turn to quagmires, small children are lost in giant puddles, and small animals are squeezed to death at the Winter Fair but it's still my favourite time of the year. The punchline to this cruel joke? I'm stuck in school and far away from a quad. Not that I ever took said piece of mechanical marvel through the mud and snow only getting it and myself dirty.......I would never do that.......

Anyways this time of year just makes me want to get outside and do something, but I'm mated to a myriad of text books and papers. What else increases this pseudo homesickness feeling/desire to get outside? The two emails I got this week talking about the gliding season starting. With clear skys, calm breezes, and generally nice weather at this time of year, my desire to go flying is stronger then those feelings flying around a middle years dance. Needless to say between school, bureuacracy, lack of transportation, and overall lack of time I won't be gliding. Though like anyone with a strong desire to do something requiring money, I've begun to become even cheaper and started an attempt to save money up for a giant flying spree the moment I get close to a cheap rental plane (most likely this summer on leave back home for anyone interested in a ride.....though it might cost you something).

Hopefully my Dad doesn't read the next part...but...I've got a confession. I actually miss working on getting the farm machinery up to snuff at this time of year. I sit in graphics class trying to draw pictures. I hate the drawing part, but I enjoy trying to figure out where I saw the part before, and knowing deep down that I have an idea of what meaning the part has in the real world...unlike the city kids beside me.

Anyways what do I have to say about all of this? Well if growing up is going to school in order to get a job, and then working at that the job, or working in a series of jobs after school then so be it. The sooner that's over, the sooner I can retire to boondocks to spend my days outside and in the air!