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swestrupThe clock may not say its morning, but man does is feel like a morning to me! Clearly I am not as young as I might once have been, as two nights in a row of partying and copious alcohol drinking have left me feeling somewhat delicate. (They have also caused me to question my self-image, but thats a subject for a separate post).
So, the PLAN had been to go downtown yet again today to attend a technoprogressive (read: transhumanist) meetup of Nexus: The Montreal Transhumanist Association. I don't really feel up to braving the weather, my condition, and the 2 two-hour comutes (there and back) to attend the meeting.
So, I've send my regrets and I am staying in today. Besides, I have to finish updating my resume today for my interview tomorrow, and I'd really rather take my leisure doing it, rather than rush a revision through this evening after the meeting, as I had planned.
So, the PLAN had been to go downtown yet again today to attend a technoprogressive (read: transhumanist) meetup of Nexus: The Montreal Transhumanist Association. I don't really feel up to braving the weather, my condition, and the 2 two-hour comutes (there and back) to attend the meeting.
So, I've send my regrets and I am staying in today. Besides, I have to finish updating my resume today for my interview tomorrow, and I'd really rather take my leisure doing it, rather than rush a revision through this evening after the meeting, as I had planned.
