A catnap after work
Gin & tonic
Pizza on the BBQ
Perhaps a beer
Dark chocolate with fruit and nuts

Not a bad start, eh?

....editing....textbooks as.....I...read them!

I must stay focused on the game: I'm reading about HR. I'm working towards a certificate. A lot of it is dry and agonizing, but I need to know these things.

...in order to.... "No, no, no...to on its own is much simpler...."

...utilizing.... "*Sigh* for the umpteenth time, using works just fine!"

Gah...stop it! Turn it off!

I wrote a mid-term for my Business Management class last week.

It was returned to me tonight -- 97%. Only one other person received a higher grade than me.

I've still got it! Perhaps it will be a business life for me after all. If only I can figure out a way to transition from the classroom to the world of business.

I'll find a way.

As one who uses both Windows (14 years, starting with DOS/Windows 3.1) and Mac OS (5 years, starting with OS 9), I have the uncommon advantage of knowing both systems from regular usage.

I'm not an advanced user, per se, but I do like to mess around a lot on both systems to see how they work and to do things beyond the original settings. So, in the ongoing Mac vs. PC debate, I guess you could say I play both sides. However, when it comes down to it, I'm ultimately on Team Mac.

It's quite simple: Mac, on most accounts, just works. It does what you want it to and it keeps it simple and does it quickly. Windows, on the other hand, seems to need you to hold its hand (Oh those famous "simple 14-step procedures"). I don't have the time nor the desire to know all the ins and outs of the system. I just want an OS to do what I need it to do.

Case in point: I was trying to reinstall a printer locally to my Windows machine because it was set...

Okay, so I was walking along, listening to a CBC news podcast on my new iPod. Handy thing that it is. About the third story in they were discussing the recent outbreak of swine flu in northern parts of Manitoba in remote aboriginal communities. They went on to say how health officials were concerned about visitors to these communities bringing the virus back to more populated areas.

Just as I was thinking, "Oh, hey, this virus is getting pretty bad. It's spreading pretty widely, it seems. Hm....." a man shouldering a dead pig lumbered by me.

I was mere inches from a dead pig right at that time.

I glanced at it as the man passed, and I gazed into its gaping bloodied mouth.

I was not afraid. I think it was my faith in Canadian regulatory bodies. I knew that if swine flu were a concern at this farm that was delivering this pig to Chinatown, they would not be delivering this pig to Chinatown.

Call it blind...