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So, last week I was thanklessly breaking my back working for the ungrateful chumps who are undergrads here at my university. This involved travelling to Ottawa, the capital of my nation, in order to attend a conference. While there, I met this intriguing girl.
No, keep reading. It's not one of "those" diaries. |
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For those of you who don't know me personally, which would be everyone, I work far too hard to have much time for "socializing"[1]. Thus, meeting girls is not something that regularly happens to me. If you don't get to know people, they won't get to know you; and because I believe in what I do, I've been, if not happy, at least unable to see how to change without giving up things I value too much to drop.
So that makes it all the more improbable that I'd meet someone who: The bad thing is that she's 19, which to me seems like basically a fetus even though I'm not really very much older. But I lecture to people her age, for pity's sakes. Thank heavens that she doesn't go to school at my university, or I might not be able to handle this. Opinions will be respectfully considered (see also poll, above right.) |