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10/14/2004
Who am I kidding with that banner?
The Old Me: Nice title bar. News politics culture, huh? You, mister, spend to long screwing around in Photoshop, and not enough time writing stuff down important thoughts about the issues of the day. Posting pictures of poutine? That has news, political or cultural value? You better smarten up, mister.
The New Me: Hey Old Me, have you noticed that no one reads this thing anyway? I could do anything I wanted, and no one would be the wiser. I could talk about poutine all day. I could post my own naked baby pictures. (no link available)
The Old Me (visibly shaken): Do not speak of such things. And I insist that you stop posting gratuitous pictures of poutine. You've completely ruined the whole ambiance of wry sincerity I've been aiming for.
The New Me: Don't be so bloody stuck up. What do you have against poutine, anyway? I mean, poutine can't hurt you unless you eat it more than once a month, so what's the big problem? You should give poutine some respect. I know you like it. You have no secrets from me. So what's really behind this whole anger about poutine pictures?
Oh wait. I know. I'm making you hungry.
The Old Me: (gracefully fuming) So that's how you want it, you slick little bastard. Ok. Fine. I'm hungry. Does that make you feel clever?
The New Me: Ummm. Sort of.
The Old Me: We'll see who wins the clever contest. (Oh, insufferable Old Me, always cutesy). I'm going to get some poutine right now. And you're coming with.
The New Me: (struggling to maintain keyboard control) Aaaargghh!
Epilogue: Old Me, who has the reflexes of a coyote, somehow pried the keyboard away from the energetic but stamina-free New Me. Old Me then dashed off this brief epilogue, and quickly clicked on Publish Post, before New Me could get a chance to
(scuffling sounds)
Poutine
The New Me: Hey Old Me, have you noticed that no one reads this thing anyway? I could do anything I wanted, and no one would be the wiser. I could talk about poutine all day. I could post my own naked baby pictures. (no link available)
The Old Me (visibly shaken): Do not speak of such things. And I insist that you stop posting gratuitous pictures of poutine. You've completely ruined the whole ambiance of wry sincerity I've been aiming for.
The New Me: Don't be so bloody stuck up. What do you have against poutine, anyway? I mean, poutine can't hurt you unless you eat it more than once a month, so what's the big problem? You should give poutine some respect. I know you like it. You have no secrets from me. So what's really behind this whole anger about poutine pictures?
Oh wait. I know. I'm making you hungry.
The Old Me: (gracefully fuming) So that's how you want it, you slick little bastard. Ok. Fine. I'm hungry. Does that make you feel clever?
The New Me: Ummm. Sort of.
The Old Me: We'll see who wins the clever contest. (Oh, insufferable Old Me, always cutesy). I'm going to get some poutine right now. And you're coming with.
The New Me: (struggling to maintain keyboard control) Aaaargghh!
Epilogue: Old Me, who has the reflexes of a coyote, somehow pried the keyboard away from the energetic but stamina-free New Me. Old Me then dashed off this brief epilogue, and quickly clicked on Publish Post, before New Me could get a chance to
(scuffling sounds)
Poutine
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by Chris @ 3:00 PM
What hit me today
The realization that for at least a little while longer, Austin, Texas is home for me. I'm studying in Toronto until December, learning some Canadian constitutional law, and watching the damnable presidential election from a safe distance. And some days, I just wish I was back in Austin. I'm having enough fun here; it isn't that.
I'll suck it up. Since I'm the one who wanted to do this, I might as well enjoy myself. I should start soon. I've been here over a month already, and I still haven't eaten poutine.
- But I miss my UT professors. I'm not feeling as intellectually stimulated here.
- I miss my girlfriend, and wish I could give her the last Blue Pepsi on Earth in person, before I break down and drink it.
- I miss my cats. Let me rephrase. I miss the idea of my cats.
- I miss my law school friends, and mistily remember that time I kicked Matt's ass at pool.
- And as it starts to get cold here in TO, I'm suddenly remembering how gorgeous "fall" in Austin can be. I sweated through the entire summer in Texas, and won't even get to enjoy the good stuff.
I'll suck it up. Since I'm the one who wanted to do this, I might as well enjoy myself. I should start soon. I've been here over a month already, and I still haven't eaten poutine.
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by Chris @ 2:24 PM