I can only express puzzlement boardering on alarm...

Before I get started I would like to affirm that anything said in this post might be made up and is not valid evidence in a court of law.

On to business.

So the first board meeting I had to attend was held this morning, for details on what that's all about see the previous post. My first challenge of the day was to actually find the "board room" of which they spoke. That did not go well...

Okay, so at the first general meeting I was led to believe that these meetings of the high council would be taking place in the pub located near the office. Mind you its not a pub now, but it still has the same decor so that's what I'm going to call it. The meeting wasn't supposed to start until 10:30 but I had heard rumors of a free breakfast for those that arrived early so I ended up heading down there at around 10:10 for some free food.

Curses! I get there and the door is locked. Now, your dashing narrator is not the type to give up just because a door is locked, not when there's free breakfast to be had. The pub is part of a larger building and I figure I'll just keep walking through unlocked doors I find until I get where I'm going.

So I go through the next door I find and down some stairs, in hopes of matching my elevation with that of my destination. I noticed as I was walking down there and along the subsequent hallway that this particular area seemed pretty deserted, but I had places to be. Finally I got to a big wooden door like the ones they have in the pub, and I knew I was there. I yanked 'er open and headed on in.

Curses twice! The whole damn room is dark, not pitch black but obviously not set for a meeting either. Worst of all, there's no free breakfast in sight. Did I say worst...?

Curses thrice! As I'm standing there the pub's alarm system springs into action and starts proving to the world it's still worth a damn. I turned around and read on the door I just came through the word "alarm" preceded by the phrase "emergency exit" and immediatly followed by "will sound." Implicit were the words "you idiot" though I failed to locate them in visible form.

Not wanting to go back through that same door (trick me once shame on you, etc.) I calmly walk out the front door trying my best to look like I'm of the opinion that alarms go off all the time and I am in no way connected to this one's timely occurence, never you mind that I'm exiting the locked building from which it is sounding.

At this point I decided to go up and check the offices since there might be a board room there, and I turned out to be right. At 10:25 I found myself in the meeting room, eating my breakfast of a danish, a banana and some juice.

I don't know what happened to the alarm but it had stopped by the time the meeting was out and I came back to post this...

Oh, also "Click" is a great movie. Just FYI.

Of Sickness and Democracy

Hello all! What's up with me? I thought you'd never ask!

So I had this great idea for a post about where I lived in Waterloo when I was younger, complete with pictures and everything on Thursday. I had to go to the bank that morning and it was right near my old neighbourhood so I walked through there and took some pictures of stuff. I won't get into it now because I could still probably do that post later. For now I'll just say I can still do the freaking monkey bars! (I rock)

Anyway I didn't post on Thursday because I was feeling sick, and stayed feeling sick until pretty much this morning. I figure it was from getting caught out in the rain on Tuesday and never really drying off. Luckily this left me with plenty of time for Civ, but I won't bore you all with the details.

My residence had our first meeting of the term yesterday night, it was a thrilling demonstration of democracy inaction. (That's right John Stewart, I stole your joke.) Actually the meeting seemed relatively useful, plus I saw Mukto from S2 there! That will mean absolutely nothing to anyone but Liam, so the rest of you can have fun trying to guess his ethnicity from his name. Mukto ended up being kind of a goof at the meeting (to use friendly terms) but I got elected as a board member intern! Hurray!

So what's a board member intern? Who cares? Now I don't have to do Co-op Work duties! Seriously though, it's a sweet postion. It looks great on a resume because it's an upper-management position, all I have to do is attend 3 meetings I would have had to go to anyway plus I get a free breakfast and lunch at said meetings. (They're on a Saturday.) The "intern" part of my title means that I'm a non-voting member so I don't have to make any tough decisions and I believe there's a fully subsidised trip to Michigan in October at some point. I'll have to get back to you all on that.

So I haven't gotten out of duties entirely, I'll still have some floor duties to do but I think I did pretty well for myself. I might actually learn stuff and try running for a more "real" position some time in the future if I like it. I probably complained to a couple of my readers about how small my room is but I know there's some pretty sweet-ass rooms available that I should have a shot at once I have some more seniority.

Oh, and in response to Caleb I figured everybody would be able to find my blog from Liam's blog since he seems to be the best link-keeper. Also I believe I don't care if the template sucks, I'm not changing it unless I really start using this a lot.

I just realized that this post isn't funny at all, so I'll do better next time. Please put any rocks you were going to throw back in the designated "not funny" bin and apply for your refund at the front desk.

Now if you'll excuse me Strong Bad has a new email up today.

Inspired

Hey guys!

Liam inspired me with his authoratative comments in his latest post to either get writing or get lost. He's got enough freeloading readers that never post, and he's calling them out. As Stephen Colbert would say, the man's got balls.

My secondary and much less important reason for posting is that I'm so frickin' interesting that it would be a crime to deny you the privilidge of reading about stuff I do. Seriously folks, I'll try to limit the stories to stuff you otherwise wouldn't hear about from me.

I don't really care about template and stuff right now since I don't want this thing to be a time-sink for me so don't complain about how crappy it looks.

Okay, I'll write about interesting stories later (I had a few over the summer, the Karate tournament would have been particularly good....) but for now I just want to make sure this posts right and I'm not an idiot.

Also, about the name choice I think I made this blog back when I found Jordan's (like 4 months ago) and just filled everything with the first thing that came to my head. I never really had any plans to use it back then so some of the stuff is lame.