I'm better now.
So I have a plan. I'm going to Whistler. Actually, I've just decided to go get a job on a train, doing all that I love. So I'll be leaving in a few hours I think.
Well, it's been a while since I've been thinking clearly enough to add a post to my blog, so there's probably a bit to catch up on. This past week has been quite exciting for me. On Wednesday a ballet came to town. Yes, a real live ballet, complete with professional dancers and a pompous, yet friendly, director. And I went to it. It was amazing. And I sat in the front row. It was amazing. Then, on Friday, Tina Turner came to town. Alright, she wasn't the real Tina Turner. But she did an awfully good job pretending to be her. I know this because I was there. It was amazing. There was singing. There was dancing. In fact, there were six professional dancers, who were amazing, right there dancing for Tina. Alright, she wasn't the real Tina. But still. And I sat in the very back row. And I enjoyed it. Not quite as much as the ballet, of course. But it was very nice.
I bought some cheese this week too.
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Hooray for cheese!
So, wait, does that mean you got a job on a train that goes from here to Whistler? Or through Whistler? Or are you going to Whistler after your work on the train is done? Or is all this just some sort of code for something else entirely?
Muchos confusios.
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