Alright, so this morning I rode the bike to school for the third time and ohmygod I never thought my ass could hurt this much! I even purchased one of those fancy gel seats, but alas I fear the damage has already been done.
I met Alysia and entered the auditorium for yet another oh-so-highschool-esque presentation. I nearly threw up my bagel I laughed so hard, as Eggerton Ryerson emerged from the "fog of the past" (aka Media Productions' fog machine) and addressed us from the podium.
Then there was the slutty blonde who thought there was nothing wrong with her sexual relationship with a student, and the negligent gym teacher in short-shorts and a 1970's Olympic jacket. Oh teacher's dressing up and making education fun! This experience is so post-modern my brain a-splode.
The moral of the story is that I learned a great deal this morning, and what I learned is this: I want a giant bell and a fog machine, and also if available, a young charge to lead astray.
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Oh, I know all about ass pain. For a while I had a seat like yours, and I swear nothing helped (not even a gel seat). I eventually broke down and got one of those fancy seats like Laura has on her bike. Ask her how she likes it, and ride out to Canadian Tire to get something more comfy!
You guys coming to poetry reading tonight?
School…blah!
You’re all fools, foolish fools. You’re all bona fied foolish fools. Haven’t you had enough school. Sherry, Greg, Mike, Laura…and the rest. Everyone. I couldn’t take another orientation. Enjoy!
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