51 Days 'Til Santa

I just thought I'd post something happy tonight since November seems to be piling on the work. Gotta love a month where the work is already piling on by the second day. *sigh*

Actually, I do have to love November. Why? Because even though there's a lot of work, I'm happy. I haven't always been able to say that (I'm thinking of the second half of highschool here), but I can now. I've survived University (so far), I have great friends, a family that supports me, a good co-op job in a couple months, and a fantastic girlfriend. Our 1 1/2 year is 2 weeks from today, and that's just short of unbelievable.

The passage of time is funny. It seems like I was chatting up Amanda just yesterday. Ah, that was a good summer. CS 134, late night Psych and Econ classes, working on Lin Alg assignments at Village until 2am, and blearily (but happily) stumbling home at 3am. It was a lot of work, but looking back that was a really good term.

Here's to the rest of University living up to that.

This post has way to many comma-splices, or run-on sentences, or something.

7 miles to Banbury Cross...