help i'm alive


back in kingston for the win. or loss, who know's at this point?

the post reading week mood is akin to the feelings during the undergrad years; coming back is tough well-aware of the madness that awaits in the coming weeks.

the low points of the winter months are also taking their toll; last week's weather was a short reprieve and that winter still has a good 4 weeks in her. bitch.

the new layer of snow this morning actually was depressing to look at.

listening to sun kil moon all morning isn't help out either.

will to work is at an all time low for me these days. i'll try my best not to show it to others and perks of the many group projects with several keeners offers a good chance to latch on and just go through the motions.

the economic downturn is also presenting a challenge for the job prospects at the end of the program.

last year's class by march was pretty much set for jobs, this year's class has a only a handful of people that will actually be working come july.

the latest rejection by the ontario government has me pondering the potential of looking for work outside of the province, maybe outside of the country.

ontario these days isn't looking like the place to want to be; last night in a drunken stoop i procliamed this province is the next newfoundland with the auto sector what the fisheries did to that province. of course, neither are other provinces fairing any better, but the potential is greater than elsewhere.

blah. this post is boring; indicative of the general mood.


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