I bought a can of paint stripper the other day, and applied it to my newly acquired bike frame today. I shoulda got the can of brush-on stuff since the stripper is gone, and only part of the paint is. And even that took some hard work. Gah!
I also have two forks, but the one that’s less rusty has a killer primer job underneath that especially doesn’t wanna come off.
This afternoon I also went to a showing of The Importance of Being Earnest at TWU (my alma mater). Now this will be a long paragraph, but I feel kinda funny there. I doubt my religious sensibilities have changed as such, but nevertheless I felt kind of uncomfortable and out of place. I hear tuition is up to $16k a year, and people in dorms are paying 30 grand a year. I think I squeezed out my degree for around $80k, can’t quite remember. Not sure how I managed to graduate with $12k in debt. My family is not rich, and I had to come up with half my tuition on my own anyway. Anyway, I seriously doubt if I’d do it again just to have the benefit of a “Christian University Education.” I don’t mean to say that I regret it, I think I did receive an excellent education, their linguistics program is top-notch and I’m not aware of another university offering an applied linguistics degree (UVic does now, but they didn’t five years ago). My professors, especially in upper-level classes, were spectacular and were really encouraging of a critical mindset. The problem was the split between the academic side of TWU life and the administrative/”community life” side. In my opinion the latter did NOT foster an environment of intellectual curiosity. In other words the profs were, on the whole, an excellent example of how a Christian could balance faith with being intelligent and not being a douchebag, while the administration had a permanent religious pinecone in their collective asses.
Anyway the play was good.
Tonight James, his cousin Tim, and the other guy who lives at James’ dad’s house and I had a lovely evening around the kitchen table. We had a yerba mate ceremony done in what is apparently the traditional Brazilian fashion (it tastes like drinking a cigar), I played a quarter board of Go with James and beat him 14-10, then the four of us played Monopoly for like four hours. Well James and Tim did, I personally got bankrupted after about 3. Damn James and his hotels on green and yellow.
Tomorrow: church, get more paint stripper and have another go, and look for costumes at Value Village. I’m going to Rocky Horror and my costume really depends on what I can find there. Either Janet’s suit or bra outfit, or Columbia’s pajamas. James is spending the day in White Rock with his mom and she wants some alone time, so I am bumming around Langley on my own. Yay?
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