One Day More

It's been a tradition of mine for a while, since my very first coop work term back in undergrad, I think, that when I've got one day left in something of which I am looking forward to the end (such as my work terms), I would listen to "One Day More" from Les Miserables. It is a good tradition, I think, so as I type this, I have put on my Les Mis CDs and will listen to the whole thing since its been a while since I've listened to them and they're good music. And, of course, "One Day More" will be in there somewhere.

Anyway, Freak Out,
-TFitC

Political Theatre

After a rather dull, shall I say boring, federal election this fall, it appears that we've actually got some interested drama (or perhaps, melodrama) on parliament hill. The opposition parties seem to be poised to form a new coalition government should the Tory minority government fall to an impending confidence vote. Of course, the Tories are likely to do some political manoeuvring of their own so who knows how it'll end up. Might make for some entertaining viewing in the mean time, more so than our normal political fare, at any rate.

And, whilst I am posting: THREE.

Freak Out,
-TFitC

One With the Worms

I am down to the final week of my countdown. I had been thinking of doing a daily countdown during this last week, but I suspect the week will be over before I know it so there doesn't really seem much point. I'll probably chime in again before the last day, though.

Also, I went to see an Arrogant Worms concert last night in Hamilton with a couple of friends. It's for their new CD, Torpid. As always with the Worms, it was quite entertaining and there was a good mix of songs from the new album along with favourites from the older albums.

Freak Out,
-TFitC

Two

Two weeks, two weeks,
the Cape-Freak(*) cried
'till freedom is at hand!

I've waited days, nights,
hours long
rubber ducks and marching bands!

-From "Two Weeks, The Cape-Freak's(*) lament"

The above is an excerpt from the beginning of a, somewhat nonsensical, poem that a friend wrote in response to a complaint from me, via e-mail, that there were still two weeks to go in my second co-op term (the job was terribly dull). So, now, when I'm two weeks away from a transition, I sometimes like to quote it. I'll have to see if I can dig out the full version from my e-mail archives... if I still have them somewhere.

In any case: two.

Freak Out,
-TFitC

(*) Replacing my real name with my internet alias

Three

Three, rhymes with pee (*)

Freak Out,
-TFitC

(*) Yay, toilet humour!

Four

It's less than five, but more than zero.

Freak Out,
-TFitC

Five

Ok, so I probably shouldn't be counting down as that will just make things seem to go by slower, but I'm going to anyway.

FIVE more weeks left at my current job.

That is all.

Freak Out,
-TFitC