The Cast
[Under construction. This post will grow quite a bit over the next few days. I'm just too tired to finish it tonight. No, the 'cast' link doesn't yet bring you here.]
I've been meaning to update this for a while. Since leaving the paper, my social environment has undergone some changes. If you see a name in one of my posts, you should be able to find it here. In terms of the order I name people, I just started with the people I saw on Sunday and continued in order of appearance and spiralled out as needed along the way.
I was at my parents' for Father's Day this past weekend. I went out to lunch with them and my sister. They haven't changed much since the last entry.
Mom drove me back to Guelph, to the apartment that Shokes and I are now subletting. We'll be here until the end of August, when each of us are leaving Guelph. Him for Ottawa and me for Toronto. We met last September when he took the remaining room of the house I was living in with Claire. Shokes - short for Ashoka - and I got to be good friends and decided to find a sublet for the summer.
Claire is a young woman I lived with two summers ago when my girlfriend at the time was living in France for four months. I subletted a basement bedroom in the house she'd lived in for the previous few years. Her boyfriend at the time was living in Ottawa, so we found it easy to relate to each other. We hung out a lot and became very good friends. The day we met, I got a gut feeling as she was showing me the house that we could become very good friends. The gut feeling was a large part of why I took the room.
Monday morning I stopped by to see Natalie, this year's Editor in Chief at the student paper. She was my news editor when I was a volunteer reporter. We've come to be friends over the last several months.
I caught a bus that afternoon to Brampton, where Christa and her mom picked me up. I met her through the Philosophy Society a very short time ago. We've been dating for the last couple months. She just finished her second year in zoology. She's smart, funny and pretty. Things are going very well between us. She leaves for Australia next Monday. (That'd be Monday, June 28th for those of you coming here through the "Cast" link.) She's gone for six months.
Tuesday Ian showed up at my doorstep while I was working out. We met at the paper last September and became fast friends. He's a philosophy student, a music nut and a fellow writer. He was the Arts & Culture Editor at the student paper. He's also the one that convinced me to go to Philosophy Society, where I met Christa.
Ian occupied himself by reading in the livingroom as I finished my workout and grabbed a shower. Then we walked over to Jer's. Jer and I are planning to get an apartment in Toronto come September so that we have a place to hang our hats as we study journalism at Humber. We knew each other through Brian, a common friend, but really got to know each other through the student paper. He was our most dedicated volunteer and arguably the best writer associated with the paper.
Today at work - an unskilled labour job in the mailroom at the local daily newspaper - Chris walked through on some mission of mischief. He was Editor in Chief at the student paper the year Natalie was News Editor. We got to be good friends over the last year as we and others - including Ian - fought to stop the paper from spiralling into hell. He's loud, hyperbolic and an all-around nice guy. He works upstairs in the pre-press department.
I've been meaning to update this for a while. Since leaving the paper, my social environment has undergone some changes. If you see a name in one of my posts, you should be able to find it here. In terms of the order I name people, I just started with the people I saw on Sunday and continued in order of appearance and spiralled out as needed along the way.
I was at my parents' for Father's Day this past weekend. I went out to lunch with them and my sister. They haven't changed much since the last entry.
Mom drove me back to Guelph, to the apartment that Shokes and I are now subletting. We'll be here until the end of August, when each of us are leaving Guelph. Him for Ottawa and me for Toronto. We met last September when he took the remaining room of the house I was living in with Claire. Shokes - short for Ashoka - and I got to be good friends and decided to find a sublet for the summer.
Claire is a young woman I lived with two summers ago when my girlfriend at the time was living in France for four months. I subletted a basement bedroom in the house she'd lived in for the previous few years. Her boyfriend at the time was living in Ottawa, so we found it easy to relate to each other. We hung out a lot and became very good friends. The day we met, I got a gut feeling as she was showing me the house that we could become very good friends. The gut feeling was a large part of why I took the room.
Monday morning I stopped by to see Natalie, this year's Editor in Chief at the student paper. She was my news editor when I was a volunteer reporter. We've come to be friends over the last several months.
I caught a bus that afternoon to Brampton, where Christa and her mom picked me up. I met her through the Philosophy Society a very short time ago. We've been dating for the last couple months. She just finished her second year in zoology. She's smart, funny and pretty. Things are going very well between us. She leaves for Australia next Monday. (That'd be Monday, June 28th for those of you coming here through the "Cast" link.) She's gone for six months.
Tuesday Ian showed up at my doorstep while I was working out. We met at the paper last September and became fast friends. He's a philosophy student, a music nut and a fellow writer. He was the Arts & Culture Editor at the student paper. He's also the one that convinced me to go to Philosophy Society, where I met Christa.
Ian occupied himself by reading in the livingroom as I finished my workout and grabbed a shower. Then we walked over to Jer's. Jer and I are planning to get an apartment in Toronto come September so that we have a place to hang our hats as we study journalism at Humber. We knew each other through Brian, a common friend, but really got to know each other through the student paper. He was our most dedicated volunteer and arguably the best writer associated with the paper.
Today at work - an unskilled labour job in the mailroom at the local daily newspaper - Chris walked through on some mission of mischief. He was Editor in Chief at the student paper the year Natalie was News Editor. We got to be good friends over the last year as we and others - including Ian - fought to stop the paper from spiralling into hell. He's loud, hyperbolic and an all-around nice guy. He works upstairs in the pre-press department.
