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Mt Clemens

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Friday Apr 02, 2004

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I came home after the second 12 hour shift today and lay my tired self down to read a chunk of Illuminatus! this past evening. I just woke up about 20 minutes ago with the book patiently waiting next to me.

The efforts to gather money for SG Toronto Prom are looking grim. After paying a few monthly bills, rent and an over due traffic ticket in Ontario (Peterborough, to be precise) I will have little cash to work with. I have to take into account gas, food, probably a hotel, and a few other mercury-driven expenses. Of course, my "maximum work with least effort" side is stepping up to the podium to say a few words, so I'm discovering little ways I can cut corners here and there while still satisfying all my goals for the trip. Being the quiet little plan-a-holic that I am does often have it's advantages.

Working in the local mall puts me in a position to be recognized. At least once a week I run into someone I went to high school with. Once a month, I run into someone who seems to know alot about me while I sit on the other side of the conversation with no idea who I'm talking to. I have a terrible memory as it is, not to mention the fact that I was very anti-social right up to about 3 years ago (more so than I am now, I suppose...). I chose to look at this as a testamint to the fact that I have mastered the art if feigning recognition. On top of that, I give my full attention to the conversation at hand which allows me to extrapolate on certain keywords my pseudo-friend is using. Why do I bring this up? It happened today, and the after party consisted of me and a few intense thoughts about how we communicate and our wanning ability to understand this. Coelho touched on it in my recent read "The Alchemist", displaying a "language without words" of sorts and the connection with man and nature (ultimately leading to the connection of man with man).

Where am I going with that? Nowhere.

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