Nutrimentia
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Registered: Sep 2000
Location: The Bottom of the Toyem Pole
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Day 0:
Leave home apropos 12:30 PM
Transit to Osaka Int'l Airport =n uneventful
Osaka - Chicago = 12 hours
Hours 1-3 4 Tanqueray/Tonics + Kingdom of Heaven + some other movie I don't remember offhand
Sleep 2 hours, then get woken up to eat a shitty fruit plate
Chicago - Montreal = 1.5 hours = sleep
Arrival in Montreal, taxi to hotel, can't sleep because I napped on the plane; eventually sleep aronujd 1 AM Sunday (circa Noon Japan)
Day 1:
6:00 AM : Alarm goes off, sleep through it
6:45: wakeup, mosey through downtown, find Convention Center, register, get coffee
8:00-3:00 PM Intercultural education worshop
4:30 PM: return to hotel, try to stay awake to avoid major jet lag problems. Too jetlagged to notice that my computer is set for the wrong time zone, making me think it is an hour earlier than it really is.
6:00 PM: Meet CRSR online and decide I have time to get a beer with him. I calculate that there is more than enough time to hang out for a bit and be in bed by 9.
7:30 CRSR finally shows up after I call him to ensure that he isn't lost. I have figured out by now that it is later than I thought, but it's still okay. I'm into my 3 pint by the time that CRSR gets there though. Turns out the hotel was a bit further than he had expected. He thought 8 blocks away but it ended up being 15. But he is here.
10:00 PM: The hotel bar is closed and we decide to take in the rest of the Edmonton hockey game. We find a bar (name unknown as the outside was covered in scaffolding) and plop in front of the TV. CRSR immediately begins complaining about how many beers he drank at the hotel, already so drunk that he forgot that he had 7 pints. I offer to pay for the rest of the beers, just to calm him down.
We run out of cigarettes and CRSR asks Gabrielle 6 times if they sell smokes. They didn't, every time. He goes off in search of a pack and wicked visions of fiend marching out of Anthony's Pub in Philly filter on the edge of my consciousness. CRSR eventually returns and admits that he couldn't remember what he was supposed to have done and that he didn't have any fucking clue where he would have gone to do it.
12:00 AM Edmonton having won the game, I must return and sleep. CRSR promises me he'll have no trouble on his own. As I leave, I hear him ask Gabrielle again if they sell any cigarettes.
self-portrait pictures exist, but no hardware interface is available atm.
Day 2:
7 AM: Up and at them. Too jetlagged to be hungover. Tim Horton's soup on a cold Montreal morning = ++++
8:30 AM - 5 PM: Developing and Administering Quality Short-Term Study Abroad Programs
5:00 PM - 7:00 PM: Special Interest Group reception with obscenely overpriced beverages. I work the crowd, networking like a madman.
7:30 PM: Grab a Lebanese pita from next door, settle into bed to watch the Buffalo/Carolina hockey game, and write this up. Doubt I'll make it to 8:30 tonight. Bliss.
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