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So, this summer I have learned to fully embrace my "list person" tendencies as a result of a summer job requiring many such lists, and so I present what little is happening in my life in the form of, of course, a list:

- I bought a new Mac, which has resulted in me becoming very, very broke. I've never had to live paycheque-to-paycheque before, and I can safely say that I do not like it at all. However, my Mac is serving me very well at work, and I managed to get my boss' copy of Office for Mac for free without even asking, which was a masterpiece of manipulation on my part. ;) I have named my Mac Squishy and she is about a million times awesomer than the old craptop ever was. Too bad she and Mr. Pod (my free {!} iPod) aren't getting along well. :P

- My little brother bought a copy of Guitar Hero 2, and he and I have become obsessed with spending our spare time in the basement fighting for the controller. Tom is, as always, about 100 times better than me, but I've improved pretty significantly over the past few days, so I'm quite happy. It's even turned me into the fan of (gasp!) an Iron Maiden song.

- I had a fantastic time with a random assortment of friends last night. I decided to invite not a specific group of people but cool individuals from high school that I figured would get along. I was amazed at the connectons that I hadn't foreseen - the first two to arrive already knew each other, and two others had even been teammates for a local curling team. Even though it was mostly girls, estrogen didn't run high like it can when you get a bunch of girls. I take this as evidence that I have good taste in friends.

- The Tour de France ended today, and even though the guy I wanted to win ended up in second place, I can't begrudge Alberto Contador his win. It was his first Tour, after all, and he whupped his asshole teammate Levi Leipheimer's butt, which made me smile.

Finally!

Sep. 2nd, 2006 01:52 am
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After FAR too long, Halifax and I are getting properly reacquainted. My few visits there this summer (once to see my doctor, twice on my way to and from the airport) were just teasing, bittersweet affairs. The thought of actually being back in my city just makes me really giddy.

Yarmouth has its charms, though. I'll be sad to leave some of my friends here, I shall miss the beach and other such nature-ly venues, and of course I'll pine a little for la familia.

My lovely friend Becca was the perfect person to spend my last night here with. We (along with our mothers) entered the annual trivia challenge that my dad's team has consistently placed second in for about four years now. It took us surprisingly little time to come up with an appropriate team name. Mom's initial suggestion of "Slick Bitches", while hilarious, was soon overlooked, as were my personal favorites, "Trivially Challenged", "The Fab Four", and "Amelia Airhead". We dubbed ourselves "The Genius Generations", seeing as we spanned three of the things. But some of the other teams had even more impressive names; "The Elderberry Hamsters", "The Stonehenge Beautification Project", and the best of the lot, "May Contain Nuts". Even though we only managed to get 55 out of 100 questions right (the high score was 69), we somehow placed fifth and won 100 bucks! Once we divided it amongst ourselves it was only 25 dollars apiece, of course, but any spare textbook money I can sprounge up is fine by me. And considering all of us were drinking... Dad got second again. Anyway, there's another trivia contest in October at a haunted mansion outside of town (which is terribly exciting, as I've always been curious about it), so I plan on heading home for it. Plus, we also won a gift certificate to Boston Pizza, and we plan on using it that weekend at some point.

Hee. Afterwards, Becca and I went to her house so she could get dolled up, and then proceeded to my house to do the same to me. See, she hadn't yet been to a bar, despite having her nineteenth birthday in late July, so we decided to pay a visit to the town's only real bar. So we took a few pictures and headed out, me sans glasses, as Becca had insisted. We ended up spending the evening sitting in a big cushy booth talking and waxing nostalgic, mostly about elementary school, and left around midnight as it was getting smoky and was still fairly dead. I have vowed to take Becs to a better bar when she comes to visit Halifax. I've warned her not to bring the boyfriend, as she is gorgeous and is thus bound to get hit on a LOT. It's sure to be fun, even though I think we'll wind up going bra shopping.


La la la la la HALIFAX. Clearly I ought to be in bed.

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