Hmm. Another random, wasted day. Nothing in particular happened or didn't happen. It seems I have attained some kind of persona non grata status amongst SMATHers, as I have not been called by anyone recently. Guess I've burned too many bridges without meaning to in the past year.

This summer has the potential to suck large. The Squidge has been accepted to go to the Collège Universitaire de St. Boniface in Winnipeg for the summer (which is the school I attended in the summer '99). She'll have a blast if she decides to go, but man, I'll miss her. Looking through her stuff made me really nostalgic for the time I spent there...I met some really cool people, saw some really cool concerts and had a lot of fun. I want to go back, dammit.

So, the sum total of the summer thus far: no friends (from burnt bridges and my own stupidity), no favourite sister, no job (and a potential huge loss of respect for going on the picket line), no money (from lack of job). It all sucks.

I got my statement of employment and final cheque from NUSU the other day. THe president had the audacity to write 'have a great summer' across the bottom of my paystub. Thanks. Thanks a whole lot. Would you like some vinegar to pour on my open wounds? 'cause I'd really appreciate that. They listed the reason for my termination as 'restructuring'. Restructuring, my ass.

I'll be back in North Bay as of ten a.m. tomorrow, though, and maybe then things will start looking up. I'm sure they will. I have to stop reading The Virgin Suicides--I get depressed every time I read it.

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