Summer work has come to a close. I finished my last full week and have successfully registered in classes at Grant MacEwan. Well, the dumb WebAdvisor says I don't have the prerequisites for one course but I totally do, so whatever. It took about four hours but I finally finished my registration. As for work, I've got Tuesday's without school, so I'll be working one day a week until work runs out for the winter.
I'll miss making money. I will not miss getting up at 4:30, getting home at 5:00, and then going to bed at 9:00.
A few good things happened at work last week. We were spraying by the woods in Spruce Grove and I found wild raspberries! Raspberries yeeeeah! And when I was sparying a condo there was a branch of raspberries growing out from a fence. Someone must have a raspberry bush on the other side of the fence and there were a few dried up ones on the ground, so they were totally fair game. Two raspberry bushes in two weeks! Yeeeeeah!
I also discovered the most wretched smell on Earth. We were spraying Northern Alberta Processing, which apparently is some sort of animal product recycling center. It was like burnt bacon and hairspray, and it was EVERYWHERE.
It was our first week after we changed times and locations in our ward. A lot of people came up and introduced themselves to me. They ask how long I've been in the ward and when I say “four months” they seem sort of ashamed. They feel bad that they haven't noticed me, but I'm flattered that I've managed to stay hidden this long. You see, nobody wants to introduce themselves to a person in a month that isn't September. Most shy/fragile people take a lot of offense if someone introduces themselves to a person after the three week mark. And since nobody wants to offend anybody, most people just don't bother introducing themselves to a person because the risk of offending them is too high. But since it's September and there are about forty new faces (thirty two of them female, nice ratio) people are more willing to believe that I just moved into the ward, and reckon that's why they only just now noticed me.
Oh shoot. I just realized that I missed about seven chances to introduce my self as “Dan Tastic” today.
And heerz yer vidz.
Edit: I can't get this stupid free blog to stop cutting off videos and pictures. Any suggestions?
Facebook Flirting: Well all look. Admit it.
High speed response robot hand. Imagine it has a knife instead of a pen and a grenade instead of a tennis ball and boom; Skynet.
And a picture.