Kurrs' Digital Tapestry of Words

So, I just got out of my Macro midterm. Unlike Micro, which I did abysmally on, I think I did quite well on this one. Smooth sailing.

However, it has come to my attention that, in one fell swoop, Responsable Consumption Week is dead. As the fucking dodo. Things were already going badly, and there was some backpeddling going on, and it was starting to look nothing like what I had envisioned, but because of the recent event of the AMS learning that the Bookstore wanted onboard, everything went to shit. I mean, the UBC Bookstore was, at the time of writing, our only company, and we were thinking of scaling back to one day, but with the Bookstore not being allowed to set up shop in the SUB (as it is "competition" and thus not welcome) we now have jack and shit. No companies, no booths, no NGOs, jack and shit.

There's a meeting tonight, at 6pm, with the two student booth people and the rez people. I'm super curious as to how this goes, given that we're telling them "Yeah, you know how things were shaky? Well, the boat sank". We might still do the student-run booths, but fuck, I'm not even sure about that anymore.

So much work, all for naught.

But I can't fucking care. I want to do well at school, I want to have Werewolf run smoothly, I want to finish my degree. I live ethically, and there's always next year for a responsable consumptin fair. I don't really care. I'm happy, it's sunny, I can go hakky-sacking, or chill, or do some work, or get some food. I live in the free world and I'm going to enjoy it damnit. The only real downer is I want to go home, but I'm stuck around to have a meeting at 6pm where we tell everyone the bad news. Not high on my list of fun.

Surprisingly, I seem to have reached a zen state of calm, despite the storm. Give thanks for food and the gift of life, if not the fault lies only in yourself.