-Hey, how's it going?
-Oh, ok. I'm so tired.
-Oh really? How was your--
-Trip? It was so much fun! But I'm just so jet lagged.
-I was gonna say weekend. Haha. Where'd you go?
-Vegas! It was so fun. But I got home yesterday morning and slept all day yesterday, and I just feel soooo jet lagged. I'm gonna go talk to the prof to see if I can get an extension on this paper. I tried to do it this morning, but I'm just so jet lagged.
-But how many hours difference is Vegas?
-What?
-What's the difference in time zones.
-Oh I don't know. I can't even think right now.
Wednesday, 31 October 2012
Friday, 12 October 2012
Front of Class: Luther College
-Let's talk about Beethoven, whom I love. Trust me. By the end of his third symphony, I'm a hot mess and I wanna take off all my clothes it turns me on so bad.
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-I'm sorry. That's probably too much info for in class. At least I'm getting a reaction out of you...
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-I'm sorry. That's probably too much info for in class. At least I'm getting a reaction out of you...
Tuesday, 2 October 2012
Before Class: Campion College
-Hey ya know Ian Harris?
-Uh yeah. I went to high school with him.
-What? Really? That guy with the huge beard?
-Yes! I know him. He was in my grade. He's so gross.
-I thought he was from Saskatoon.
-Oh my gosh, so am I.
-Oh yeah. I totally forgot about that. Weird.
-Your such a good friend. Haha.
-Hahaha. No kidding hey?
-Well what about him?
-Oh. He's in my class. He's got A big beard. And he's really gross.
-Oh my god... Hahaha.
-We already covered it I guess. Hahaha.
-Uh yeah. I went to high school with him.
-What? Really? That guy with the huge beard?
-Yes! I know him. He was in my grade. He's so gross.
-I thought he was from Saskatoon.
-Oh my gosh, so am I.
-Oh yeah. I totally forgot about that. Weird.
-Your such a good friend. Haha.
-Hahaha. No kidding hey?
-Well what about him?
-Oh. He's in my class. He's got A big beard. And he's really gross.
-Oh my god... Hahaha.
-We already covered it I guess. Hahaha.
Saturday, 22 September 2012
Bartering: Garage Sale
-I'm glad someone's buying these. Are you gonna use them for their original purpose.
-Oh yes. I think so. What do you use them for?
-Haha. Well I got them for a wedding gift, but I hate martinis. So I actually kept them cause I'm obsessed. With flowers. I was going to use them for vases, but I've got so many vases I never used them.
-Oooh. Well I llove a good martini. I'll put it to good use. Haha.
-Hahaha. Well I won't tell you what I was going to do with them then.
-Oh what's that?
-Haha. Well if I didn't get ten dollars for each of them I was going to use them for urns for my cats when they pass away.
-Oh my goodness.
-Well I'm forever buying cat urns. And they're more expensive than you'd think.
-Oh really? My goodness.
-Haha. See. I shouldn't have told you that!
-Oh no, I don't care. As long as they weren't used for one already. Haha.
-Hahaha. Well you never know!
Oh just kidding. Just kidding.
-Hahahaha. You scared me. My goodness.
-Oh yes. I think so. What do you use them for?
-Haha. Well I got them for a wedding gift, but I hate martinis. So I actually kept them cause I'm obsessed. With flowers. I was going to use them for vases, but I've got so many vases I never used them.
-Oooh. Well I llove a good martini. I'll put it to good use. Haha.
-Hahaha. Well I won't tell you what I was going to do with them then.
-Oh what's that?
-Haha. Well if I didn't get ten dollars for each of them I was going to use them for urns for my cats when they pass away.
-Oh my goodness.
-Well I'm forever buying cat urns. And they're more expensive than you'd think.
-Oh really? My goodness.
-Haha. See. I shouldn't have told you that!
-Oh no, I don't care. As long as they weren't used for one already. Haha.
-Hahaha. Well you never know!
Oh just kidding. Just kidding.
-Hahahaha. You scared me. My goodness.
Tuesday, 18 September 2012
On a Bench: Downtown
-Oh, this looks nice. Here in the sun. Can I sit with you?
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-Four days from now...
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-Summer officially ends in four days. At two-twenty-something.
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-Yuh. Whoever decided that, I don't know. Seems crazy to me. Why not midnight.
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-We had a nice summer though, didn't we?
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-Oh, I only ever swim in my bathtub.
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-Yuh. I swim in the tub two days a week. The rest of the days. Five days a week I shower.
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-Oh sure. Yuh. This is the fiddle. I bring her down here every so often. I only play quiet.
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-It's not as good as it used to be. The busses used to stop up here on twelfth, eh. So they all had to walk down there. But now it's just quiet, see."
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-Well, the city messed that up, eh.
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-What a mess. They made that Novia Cafe shut down. What a shame. What a mess.
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-Ooh yeah. You know, I remember that Novia Cafe from when I moved here in nineteen-forty-eight. I would eat there almost all the time. Lots of food, eh. Not like these places.
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-You know back then I worked for Willis Williams. He had a farm out that way. Well his dad, ya see, had thirty-six sections of land out there. He said he came late eighteen-hundreds. Bought up that land for four dollars an acre.
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-Yuh. Yuh. Four dollars. And then his dad--I forget his name--he bought a store over there on Hamilton street. Four story building. So he divided that land between his three kids.
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-Yuh. Willis. And George. And a girl. Ya know I forget what the hell her name was.
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And Willis he farmed his twelve sections plus six sections of the girl's. Now what was her goddam name? Ya know I thought we mighta been interested in each other for a while there.
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-Yuh, but ya know that's my one regret. I don't have any regrets in my life. Regrets make you depressed, eh. But I do regret that.
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-I regret not finding my love. You make sure you find your love now.
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-Oh well! You've got it sorted out. Good for you, boy. Good for you.
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-Yuh... Yuh... Ya know, that's why I bring the fiddle down here. So I can cry for my love. Cause I can't cry, see.
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-I don't come every day. But when I haveta cry about it, I bring her down here. I only play quiet, see. I don't wanna bother people.
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-It's not sad, eh. It's a nice cry. Makes me feel better. Me and the fiddle.
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-Yuh. Uh huh. Ok. You enjoy the weather, see. Only four days left. Hahaha.
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-See you. See you soon. See you soon.
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-Four days from now...
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-Summer officially ends in four days. At two-twenty-something.
...
-Yuh. Whoever decided that, I don't know. Seems crazy to me. Why not midnight.
...
-We had a nice summer though, didn't we?
...
-Oh, I only ever swim in my bathtub.
...
-Yuh. I swim in the tub two days a week. The rest of the days. Five days a week I shower.
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-Oh sure. Yuh. This is the fiddle. I bring her down here every so often. I only play quiet.
...
-It's not as good as it used to be. The busses used to stop up here on twelfth, eh. So they all had to walk down there. But now it's just quiet, see."
...
-Well, the city messed that up, eh.
...
-What a mess. They made that Novia Cafe shut down. What a shame. What a mess.
...
-Ooh yeah. You know, I remember that Novia Cafe from when I moved here in nineteen-forty-eight. I would eat there almost all the time. Lots of food, eh. Not like these places.
...
-You know back then I worked for Willis Williams. He had a farm out that way. Well his dad, ya see, had thirty-six sections of land out there. He said he came late eighteen-hundreds. Bought up that land for four dollars an acre.
...
-Yuh. Yuh. Four dollars. And then his dad--I forget his name--he bought a store over there on Hamilton street. Four story building. So he divided that land between his three kids.
...
-Yuh. Willis. And George. And a girl. Ya know I forget what the hell her name was.
...
And Willis he farmed his twelve sections plus six sections of the girl's. Now what was her goddam name? Ya know I thought we mighta been interested in each other for a while there.
...
-Yuh, but ya know that's my one regret. I don't have any regrets in my life. Regrets make you depressed, eh. But I do regret that.
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-I regret not finding my love. You make sure you find your love now.
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-Oh well! You've got it sorted out. Good for you, boy. Good for you.
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-Yuh... Yuh... Ya know, that's why I bring the fiddle down here. So I can cry for my love. Cause I can't cry, see.
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-I don't come every day. But when I haveta cry about it, I bring her down here. I only play quiet, see. I don't wanna bother people.
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-It's not sad, eh. It's a nice cry. Makes me feel better. Me and the fiddle.
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-Yuh. Uh huh. Ok. You enjoy the weather, see. Only four days left. Hahaha.
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-See you. See you soon. See you soon.
Monday, 17 September 2012
Waiting for Coffee: Starbucks
-Oh weird. They don't ask for your name at this one?
-Are you kidding? They don't give a shit about your name at this one.
-Haha. Really?
-Oh, it's the unfriendliest Starbucks I've ever been to. I just hate coming here.
-I thought you loved it here.
-I love the coffee, yeah. But the workers are So unfriendly. Downright mean sometimes.
-Oh no.
-And So slow.
-Aw really?
-Well yeah. Lookit them. They're just standing around half the time.
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-You know Chelsea's working at a coffee shop now?
-Oh really?
-Yeah, and she's amazing. She's so fast. The other workers practically resent her she's so fast. And she just started.
-Hahaha. Well good for her. We shoulda gone there.
-Yeah! Hahaha. I just can't stand their coffee there though. Haha. Don't tell Chelsea.
-Hahaha. I won't. I won't.
-Does it smell like death to you?
-What?
-It always smells so gross in here. I always think of death.
-Oh geeze. I can't really smell anything.
-What is taking so long? My goodness.
-Are you kidding? They don't give a shit about your name at this one.
-Haha. Really?
-Oh, it's the unfriendliest Starbucks I've ever been to. I just hate coming here.
-I thought you loved it here.
-I love the coffee, yeah. But the workers are So unfriendly. Downright mean sometimes.
-Oh no.
-And So slow.
-Aw really?
-Well yeah. Lookit them. They're just standing around half the time.
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-You know Chelsea's working at a coffee shop now?
-Oh really?
-Yeah, and she's amazing. She's so fast. The other workers practically resent her she's so fast. And she just started.
-Hahaha. Well good for her. We shoulda gone there.
-Yeah! Hahaha. I just can't stand their coffee there though. Haha. Don't tell Chelsea.
-Hahaha. I won't. I won't.
-Does it smell like death to you?
-What?
-It always smells so gross in here. I always think of death.
-Oh geeze. I can't really smell anything.
-What is taking so long? My goodness.
Friday, 14 September 2012
Common Area: Luther College
-Oh my god! What are you doing here?
-Uuumm. I'm going to school.
-I didn't even know you were back. I thought you went to Vancouver.
-Oh yeah... That didn't really work out to well.
-Really? What happened?
-Weeelll, when you're roommate decides to disappear for weeks at a time and then decides to stop paying his share of the rent... It's kinda hard to keep an apartment.
-Oh my gosh. No kidding.
-So... I guess I thought I'd come try the whole school thing.
-Thats awesome! What are you taking?
-Uh... I'm in arts, but applying to education.
-I'm in arts too! What's your major?
-Uh. It's English right now.
-Oh my god. Me too!
-Oh cool.
-You mind if I sit?
-Na. Go ahead.
-So isn't English awesome? I totally love it so far.
-Yeah, it's pretty sweet.
-Who's your favorite author?
-Oh I don't know. I guess I kinda really like Steven King. And like, weird messed up shit like that.
-Oh hahaha. I've never read Steven King. Is it actually any good?
-I like him. Not for everyone I guess.
-Too scary for me.
-Yeah, he's pretty messed up... Who's your favorite?
-Hmm. I don't know. There's so many. I guess I'd probably say Margaret Thatcher.
-Margaret Thatcher?
-You've never heard of her?
-Yeeaah, I have.
-I was gonna say! She's written like a hundred books.
-Do you mean Margaret Atwood?
-Margaret Atwood! Yes! Who did I say?
-Margaret Thatcher.
-Oh my god that's so embarrassing. Margaret Atwood. Yeah. I actually do love her.
-Hahaha. It's no big deal.
-Haha. Who's Margaret Thatcher anyway?
-Uh... I think she used to be the British prime minister. Or something...
-Oh my god. Hahaha.
-Uuumm. I'm going to school.
-I didn't even know you were back. I thought you went to Vancouver.
-Oh yeah... That didn't really work out to well.
-Really? What happened?
-Weeelll, when you're roommate decides to disappear for weeks at a time and then decides to stop paying his share of the rent... It's kinda hard to keep an apartment.
-Oh my gosh. No kidding.
-So... I guess I thought I'd come try the whole school thing.
-Thats awesome! What are you taking?
-Uh... I'm in arts, but applying to education.
-I'm in arts too! What's your major?
-Uh. It's English right now.
-Oh my god. Me too!
-Oh cool.
-You mind if I sit?
-Na. Go ahead.
-So isn't English awesome? I totally love it so far.
-Yeah, it's pretty sweet.
-Who's your favorite author?
-Oh I don't know. I guess I kinda really like Steven King. And like, weird messed up shit like that.
-Oh hahaha. I've never read Steven King. Is it actually any good?
-I like him. Not for everyone I guess.
-Too scary for me.
-Yeah, he's pretty messed up... Who's your favorite?
-Hmm. I don't know. There's so many. I guess I'd probably say Margaret Thatcher.
-Margaret Thatcher?
-You've never heard of her?
-Yeeaah, I have.
-I was gonna say! She's written like a hundred books.
-Do you mean Margaret Atwood?
-Margaret Atwood! Yes! Who did I say?
-Margaret Thatcher.
-Oh my god that's so embarrassing. Margaret Atwood. Yeah. I actually do love her.
-Hahaha. It's no big deal.
-Haha. Who's Margaret Thatcher anyway?
-Uh... I think she used to be the British prime minister. Or something...
-Oh my god. Hahaha.
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