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occasionally I get plagued with nightmares about being in Halifax. I guess its my brain's way of processing the flat out hell that was, and I feel some profound loss of my life, the two wasted years in that fucking shithole.

Usually, the nightmare involves having to go there for some reason or wound up there, and its always dead of winter. I am either slogging across a snow covered wasteland as the wind howls, on the university campus, ( and winter there lasted sept to may, for fuck sake).

Or I'm trying to leave town and I miss my bus or plane and the only station/gas station is closed or my phone is dead and I'm pleading "get me out of here by any route!"

The move did r's career some good, in that he was able to step up into the RBC job but for me? I still feel like I lost two prime years of my life, a fortune in tuition at a fucking shit university and not much else to go for it, leaving me to rebuild my life and career in Toronto, anew.

I have these heart palpitation/wake in a cold sweat panic dreams about once or twice a month.

After Dcon I am going to find PT work to shore up my travel funds, and start thinking how to get more of the canadian/euro market for my work, since the US is alarmingly going down the toobs.

PS if you work in IT, and have the mad skillz, R's department has about 20 openings of various flavor, awesome OT/benefits.

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occasionally I get plagued with nightmares about being in Halifax. I guess its my brain's way of processing the flat out hell that was, and I feel some profound loss of my life, the two wasted years in that fucking shithole.

Usually, the nightmare involves having to go there for some reason or wound up there, and its always dead of winter. I am either slogging across a snow covered wasteland as the wind howls, on the university campus, ( and winter there lasted sept to may, for fuck sake).

Or I'm trying to leave town and I miss my bus or plane and the only station/gas station is closed or my phone is dead and I'm pleading "get me out of here by any route!"

The move did r's career some good, in that he was able to step up into the RBC job but for me? I still feel like I lost two prime years of my life, a fortune in tuition at a fucking shit university and not much else to go for it, leaving me to rebuild my life and career in Toronto, anew.

I have these heart palpitation/wake in a cold sweat panic dreams about once or twice a month.

After Dcon I am going to find PT work to shore up my travel funds, and start thinking how to get more of the canadian/euro market for my work, since the US is alarmingly going down the toobs.

PS if you work in IT, and have the mad skillz, R's department has about 20 openings of various flavor, awesome OT/benefits.

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off to Queen/Spadina for some supplies, as if this ever ends! and do some pre con costuming assembly.

Enamel order place sez the orders are shipped the day they come in, ( but haha i did mine late at night so next day) and lo I have no clue what's up with that yet.

Got a slew of work to do, so walk dog, pack up some orders and ship those. Delating a supply run now to match plans to meet friend for coffee tomorrow or so, nothing I need is imminently critical yet anyway.

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off to Queen/Spadina for some supplies, as if this ever ends! and do some pre con costuming assembly.

Enamel order place sez the orders are shipped the day they come in, ( but haha i did mine late at night so next day) and lo I have no clue what's up with that yet.

Got a slew of work to do, so walk dog, pack up some orders and ship those. Delating a supply run now to match plans to meet friend for coffee tomorrow or so, nothing I need is imminently critical yet anyway.