well, I think I know what I'll feel like when I become old. I think everything on my body creaks right now. It's... really painful and difficult to move. Thank you 3 1/2 days of field work and an evening of atv training. So, I'm not saying I didn't have an alright time, just that I would've made mountains more progress had I been home figuring my field season out. We worked through some rather hideous weather (LacLaBiche had 10cm snow, we probably had more), fought off frozen fingers and suffered with depleted batteries when we actually did succeed in finding a sunny day.

I dunno, I sort-of relish being outside, and working in remote places. But at the same time, I don't particularly like some of the people I work with (I swear the Romanian is trying to hit on me, and it's really not cool), and I would benefit so much more (as would my data) if I was to actually be figuring out what I'm supposed to be doing. I think I got a little too cranky on my last post (way back when), but at the time, it was appropriate, and I'm glad I got so steamed, maybe they'll actually set up a meeting with me now... or simply send me back to the field on Monday... woo hoo Grande Prairie... with the snobby Ontarian.

it strikes me as slightly odd that I saw more flashers on the cbc news tuesday night than I did when I was on white ave where all the flashers actually were. .. . .... ..... I apparently left about the right time because about 10 minutes later they used teargas to disperse the crowd!!

Soccer is great. It has been way too long since I played. forgot how much I love this game. soo much better than indoor soccer.

On that note, anyone want to pledge some money to me for running in the great human race. some goes to the united way, and some to my team. On the off chance any of you actually have any money laying around that you just couldn't decide what to spend it on. I think I am the solution to your problems. www.greathuman race.com is the site, and the person to pledge it to is yours truely, the greatest, most humble person to ever grace God's great earth, Jesse Hitchen. the NPO is Druid FC. Please think of the poor little kids who have grown up and want to play some soccer, who are starving because we all sold our last cow to buy some synthetic leather to make soccer shoes. please give. Just look into their eyes, and the decision will be made easier for you. If you donate a grand total of $10, it is the same as 2.767 cents a day for a year. thats the same as a...am.... ahh..... not very much so, in conclsion, give me your money you cheap bastards. Oh yeah, over $10 is a tax write off and I am running 8 km on sprained ankles, so please take pity on me. thank you for those who are actualy still read my ramblings

Thats what I would be saying if I was the main character in the Korean film "Old boy". A recommended must see.

I am a horrible, evil man. I've done many bad things and I don't deserve any happiness which I have gotten. I may appear all good and pure, but deep down inside I'm no better then a wild beast. I'm not asking for any of your forgiveness, I actually don't know what I'm asking for. I just want the world to know that I know I have done bad and if I could I would take it all back. Unfortunately this isn't possible. Even though I'm worse then a beast, don't I deserve the right to live?

English soccer fan insures against failure:

Die-hard fan Paul Hucker reportedly has insured himself from psychological pain should his beloved England disappoint in next month's World Cup of Soccer.

According to Agence-France Presse, Hucker has taken out a $1-million pound ($2.4-million Cdn) insurance policy to protect himself from severe mental shock should England exit early from the tournament.

paras, add an extra "I" to the end of the "VI" in that last post, please and thank you. It's too much work always logging in and out when Clarky uses this board too. Thus, I have unfortunately forfeited editing capabilities.

hmm... that just sounds like a gay jedi with a ubiquitous homosexual lisp.

EPISODE VII: queer eye for the jedi

May the Fourth be with you.

(Some lame ass joke some radio DJ was spewing out today.)

Heh, funny.

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