Good day, but man am I out of shape...

Well my job ended last friday, which is a shame... However, I was given a glowing reference and card and stole a bunch of office supplies. Today was a day of unemployment and not knowing what to do with myself.

I went to the mall, but finding nothing of interest returned home. In a crazy but happy coincidence I saw my friends Evan and Adam from my old Brantford days that I hadn't seen in person in like two years. I jumped off the bus and began running like a madman towards where I had seen them. Despite them walking into the university I managed to recognize them in the distance, and reached them panting like I'd run a marathon and clutching at my chest in pain. Yeah, then I had a heart attack and died... Oh wait, that part didn't happen...

They were just on break from class, but afterwords we went to dinner at the China Garden and discussed old times as well as what had been going on since we'd last seen each other... Really nice to see those guys again...

Then when they'd driven off to Brantford for their dodgeball game (I'm not kidding, they're in a league) I ran over to the Bricker building and stole all the free food I could grab before the speaker's Muslim Perceptions in the post 9/11 world speech/discussion (i.e. the same discussion the religion department always seems to have) But man that was a lot of good free vegetables and fruit...

Now to sit around my apartment and draw things...
Good day...